Chapter 1783 S Apocalypse Event (Fifty-One)

Chapter 1757 S Apocalypse Event (Fifty-one)

Spider-Man and his two companions met Harley in the children's shelter.

Harley was already plump and white at this time. She looked up at the director with a red face and said, "Please, Mr. Pence, don't find an adoptive family for me. I can't stand them!"

"The couple who came yesterday quarreled like parrots, and the two ladies who came the day before yesterday loved to tell jokes. There is also a family that has five children and wants to adopt them. Why don't you send me back to where I was originally."

The director, who was called Pence, said, "Everyone wants to adopt you because you are clever and lovable."

"Come on, it's because I'm the fattest and they don't like me. Those skinny kids, but they don't think about it. I can gain 30 pounds in the slums. Can they handle it? "

Dean Pence also sighed, touched Harley's head and said, "I am also confused about how you did it. The kids who came in at the same time as you ran away when they saw you, as if you would eat them."

Harley rolled her eyes and said nothing. Then she turned her head and saw Spider-Man and his group. She recognized Damian, who had been with her the longest, at first sight. No one could imitate his gloomy temperament.

Harley rushed over immediately, put her hands on her hips and raised her voice, saying, "Today the shelter said they were going to sweep the streets. I was wondering which unlucky guys were picked up again. It turned out to be you."

Then she made a few clicks of the tongue, looked up and down at Spider-Man and the others and said, "How did you starve yourself like this? You didn't go to the streets in the east, did you? There's nothing to eat there."

Damian felt a little ashamed and turned his face away and didn't say anything. Spider-Man touched his stomach and recalled the meal he had just eaten. Only Bruce said calmly, "We are indeed in the east, because we can't survive anywhere else except there."

"Bruce!" Damian raised his voice and told Bruce to stop talking.

Harley chuckled twice, looked at Damian and said, "One of you has such strong assassin skills, and the other has the most talented brain in the world, and these are not limited by the body, but you have fallen to the point of fighting with those disabled or congenitally defective children. Is it fun to fight with disabled people for food?"

"Harley Quinzel!" Damian shouted Harley's name, but Harley scratched her ears and said, "It's better to say that you with these skills can get to the bottom of Gotham. How rotten this city is."

"You're right." Little Bruce was calm and not like a human. When Damian turned his head to look at him, he felt a chill on his back. Some familiar feelings came again. He actually found that he saw the shadow of the complete Batman in the young little Bruce.

"This city is so rotten that I couldn't imagine it. Before I saw all this, I would never have dreamed that there would be such a place in the city where I live." Bruce said expressionlessly: "And you are right. With the memory of a reborn person, we can still mix with the old, weak and sick. I don't know how to describe our stupidity."

Damian's face turned red with anger, but Bruce turned his head to look at him and said calmly: "You think we are saved, right? Why don't you think about who saved you?"

"Of course... of course we are lucky!"

"Is your luck really good?"

Damian was choked. He thought about it carefully. During this period of time, his luck has been rotten to the bottom.

"Everything we encountered before was not because of our bad luck. You'd better wake up and stop lowering my perception of your IQ." Bruce said bluntly.

Damian was so angry that his face turned green and white. He could never beat Batman, and now even the young Batman could mock him.

"You sound smart, but why didn't you turn the situation around?" Damian said after a long while.

"I didn't have the ability to make changes before, but at least I see it clearly now." Bruce stared at Damian and said, "Someone saved Gotham, but it wasn't the gang."

"Who was that?"

"Batman."

Bruce turned his head to look at a small TV in the hall, which was playing a news story. Damian followed his gaze and saw the host on TV introducing it.

"...Neville Group is conducting a new round of rescue financing. The head of the group said that while developing the economy, it cannot stop caring about people's livelihood. The latest 27 children's shelters have been completed in the East District. At the same time, it calls on people from all districts to visit the shelters and donate. Those who meet the conditions can adopt..."

Damian was completely stunned in front of the TV.

"Neville Group?! That's not us..."

"He's doing it for you." Bruce sighed and said, "Maybe he is also expressing his dissatisfaction with you, but in a fatherly euphemism."

"You used Wayne's inverted name without his consent, and you didn't really do anything with this name. Batman is Batman, but you and he both have the last name Wayne, which is the most important bond between you. He may not want you to treat this last name as a joke."

Damien clenched his fists. He thought of the hesitation in Batman's tone when he first called him Damian Wayne. He was angry and humiliated by this. He felt that he didn't need someone else to give him a last name.

But when he was in the Bat family, he was often complacent about this. Only he and Batman had the same last name. They were father and son. They were a family in the most traditional sense.

Damian stared at the TV with red eyes. He didn't know what emotion was hovering in his heart at this moment.

Perhaps it was the humiliation of being saved by Batman after vowing to reverse Batman's mistakes, or the confusion of not understanding how Batman did it, or the grievance that Batman escaped from the sea of ​​suffering but didn't come to save him immediately and didn't give him any special treatment.

Damian didn't know why he felt wronged whether Batman saved him or not.

"Because you think Batman is not qualified to teach you." Harley pointed out bluntly: "Because he has never successfully saved Gotham in the real world, and because he is also a loser, you think that any preaching he gives you in this regard is just his desire to show his authority, not that he is better than you."

"He has never successfully saved Gotham, and you have never tried to save Gotham, so you will naturally assume in your imagination that if you come, you must do better than him."

"But now the two of you are at the same starting point, he succeeded and you didn't, which proves that he is right and you are wrong. At this time, his educational behavior will be understood by you as a humiliation imposed on the loser by the winner."

"But in the real world, you clearly know that you have a heavier responsibility than other Robins. You think that other people can find an excuse to avoid this path, because they have no blood relationship with Batman, and some are not native to Gotham. You think they can just pat their butts and leave, but you can't."

"Batman gave you this surname and acknowledged that you are his blood relative, which means you must Inheriting his legacy, you will one day have to face the problems that he failed to overcome, and you think this is your responsibility. "

"You feel that you have taken on more responsibilities, so you should naturally get more love from Batman. If he doesn't give it, you will feel wronged. You feel that you will have to pay more than anyone else in the future, but now you don't get more special treatment. This is not fair at all."

"Stop talking!" Damian roared: "You don't understand anything at all!"

"I know Batman will not give up. He will never give up saving Gotham until he dies. That means that once I take over his cape, he must be dead!"

Damian said in a trembling tone: "All of them don't care whether Batman is dead or not, but I know I will definitely care. I will hate this city that killed him. I will want to destroy it instead of saving it, but then I can't inherit his cape, but I am obviously his son..."

"Of course you are."

A figure appeared in the corridor. His voice was not low and hoarse, and he was no longer as tall as before, but people could still tell who he was at a glance.

Damian couldn't hold it in any longer. He turned around and shrank into the corner and began to sob. The anger and grievances accumulated during this period, and the psychological shadows brought by the dark reality he saw all burst out, but he still didn't want to get close to Batman.

"Your mother gave you too much honor education, but you are still just a child."

Batman looked around and saw Bruce and Spider-Man, and then he said meaningfully:

"Your pain comes from the responsibilities you want to bear, but you don't have to bear anything because you are just children."

"It is the fault of this society and the people who created the social order that failed to let children have a stable and happy childhood, not the fault of weak children."

"Any action that endangers the future of a group cannot be explained by unintentional mistakes. This is the only reason why I didn't save Falcone at that time. He is responsible for the crying of children in Gotham."

Spider-Man, squatting on the ground, looked up at Batman. He thought that Batman was burdened with endless darkness, but because of this, the light that flashed through the cracks was particularly dazzling.

The layers of dark curtains draped over him and the heavy shackles on his hands and feet did not make him look like a prisoner, but a hero heading to the execution ground.

Spider-Man finally understood the joker's funny side.

Only bad actors would want to make everyone laugh in a tragic performance. Indulging in and experiencing tragedy is the choice of the actors and the audience.

Seriousness, compassion, and depth are an indispensable part of human art - comedy is not the savior of tragedy.

In a world without the influence of mysterious forces, Batman saved the city in a beautiful way that everyone expected, but this is not just a fairy tale in a dream.

He made Batman realize that there were special reasons why he failed to succeed in the real world, and made him realize that since this reason could stop him for twenty years, it could stop him for a lifetime.

Then there was no need for the Bat Family he had built with all his strength to be blocked for hundreds of years. His Robins were still young, and they should not be happy to get a ticket to a dead end. They should have a broader stage.

Batman sighed in his heart. He felt that he had finally found a way to solve the problems of the child and his parents at the same time, that is, to put them together, and all conflicts would be solved.

Just when Batman wanted to take a few children to visit the headquarters of his newly built group, he suddenly heard chaotic screams from the street.

A huge shadow covered the sky. Batman looked up and saw a familiar huge battleship.

The next second, Darkseid's voice came.

"Damn human beings! Go to hell!!!!!"

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