Chapter 89: Please Call Me the Negotiation Expert

When Batman first approached him, Ma Ma Zhaodi naturally refused.

"You can't just say you're looking for me and I'll follow you; look at what time it is?" He shrank into the blanket, fully dressed, and complained to the bat standing by the window: "And can you please change your habit of not using the door?"

"This matter is serious." He did not answer Ma Ma Zhaodi's words but continued: "You have freed Bruce Wayne from control; you are the most suitable person."

"?"

"Your Valentine's Day chocolate—the kind you gave to Harvey and Gordon."

Obviously, Batman's habit of eavesdropping on teammates had not changed.

"Although I have experienced your style of doing things before, to be honest," Ma Ma Zhaodi shook his head: "Hearing you say it again still feels so perverted."

"As for the chocolate, I do have a memory of it; seeing the two of them in a good mood at the time, and thinking Bruce had helped the children, I went up to give them a push. The chocolate itself was indeed made with special ingredients, but mainly because it was delicious—wait, was Bruce under control at the time?"

"Not just Bruce, but many others, important people—this matter requires no one else but you."

Lying, Ma Ma Zhaodi thought; Batman always has a backup plan.

But since he had come to his door, not helping would seem a bit heartless.

"Sigh." He sighed: "Wait, let me find a set of clothes first, then prepare some props, so we don't get seen."

Then, a super pervert dressed like a bat and a super pervert dressed like a ghost mask arrived at the home of the white-collar worker controlled by Poison Ivy in the Batmobile.

"To be honest, if you drove the Batmobile to find me every time, I would be willing to help next time." Ma Ma Zhaodi, under the mask, deliberately lowered his voice to imitate Batman's bubble voice, but his heart was still savoring the sensation of the wind-racing sprint just now.

Although he had just sat quietly in the closed back seat of the car, unable to even see the streets outside.

"That person is inside; follow me."

Then, time arrived at the present.

"Wait, let me catch my breath first." Ma Ma Zhaodi held the corner of the table, and only after three or five minutes did he stand up again, walking over to the unlucky man parasitized by vines.

"OK, OK, from now on, you can call me the Negotiation Expert; let's see if we can persuade it to leave."

Batman was speechless, staring only at Ma Ma Zhaodi, wanting to confirm he was not having a fit of hysteria.

"OK, OK, how are you? My name is Ma Ma Zhaodi, I'm here to negotiate terms; what is your name..."

Three minutes later.

"Ah—yes, yes, I also think grapevines look better than gourd vines..."

Another three minutes later.

"Oh, that's no problem, I understand; you like listening to music, which means you are more refined... What? Heavy metal rock? Ah, this..."

"Slap"

Batman's hand slapped Ma Ma Zhaodi's shoulder; although he couldn't understand what Ma Ma Zhaodi was saying and couldn't hear the plant making any sound in response, he could confirm that Ma Ma Zhaodi was indeed chatting very happily with that plant—because a normal person wouldn't think of so many angles of quirky topics.

But he could no longer let Ma Ma Zhaodi keep chatting.

"We don't have much time." Batman's voice was low: "Tonight, we still have many people to save."

Ma Ma Zhaodi shrugged, indicating his understanding: "Alright, then I'll do some real work."

He waved his hand at the plant: "Bro, let's go."

Then, that plant really quietly left the white-collar worker's body and crawled onto Ma Ma Zhaodi's hand.

Ma Ma Zhaodi casually took out a lollipop and stuffed it into the man's mouth; his body, which had become tattered due to the plant's withdrawal, began to heal rapidly. In less than half a minute, he frowned, showing signs of waking up.

"Thud"

Without Ma Ma Zhaodi needing to speak, the Bat delivered a hand chop that knocked the other person unconscious.

Ma Ma Zhaodi popped the lollipop out with a "pop," then threw the person to Batman: "Thank heavens, at least he didn't bleed; otherwise, we'd have to deal with the bloodstains."

Batman silently accepted him; he was observing Ma Ma Zhaodi's throwing motion, estimating his physical strength—those who play tactics have dirty hearts.

"I'll take him back to where he belongs—the security facilities for the next few people are stricter; wait for my signal before entering."

Undoubtedly, if the time Ma Ma Zhaodi spent talking to the plants hadn't varied in length, the two of them might have been even faster.

Three hours later.

Ma Ma Zhaodi, covered head to toe in vines, looked at the unlucky man struggling desperately before him, his face dark as he gulped down half a bottle of water to soothe his throat that was about to smoke from talking, then asked: "Wait a moment, tell me first how many are left."

"Four."

"Damn it, the first six have already filled me up completely; where am I supposed to make space to fit four more?"

"Put them in me."

"Are you familiar with them?"

"..."

Ignoring the silent Batman, Ma Ma Zhaodi turned his head to look at the clock tower outside the window; the three o'clock chime had already sounded. It was foreseeable that unless he slept until noon the next day, he was unlikely to get eight hours of sleep tonight.

"Forget it, forget it; if efficiency is required, giving some actual benefits is more reliable."

He opened the System Shangcheng and found a certain series of product lists inside.

【Dave's Portable Garden for Sale

Price: 10,000 US Dollars

Note: This is not an ordinary garden; this is a paradise that can meet any environmental needs】

Ma Ma Zhaodi casually bought it; the Portable Garden was a very cost-effective option, and he might be able to cultivate some very useful plants there.

【Dave's Flowerpot for Sale

Price: 1,000 US Dollars

Note: This is not an ordinary flowerpot; this is fertile soil where any plant can grow】

A simple flowerpot, but very practical; Ma Ma Zhaodi casually bought 10 flowerpots, just enough to hold ten vines.

【Dave's Fertilizer for Sale

Price: 750 US Dollars

Note: Awesome, awesome, awesome! — From a plant that just absorbed fertilizer.】

Buy, buy, buy—this month's first two weeks' salary of thirty thousand dollars, along with the asset points, will be credited tomorrow. After buying these things, even with this sum, Ma Ma Zhaodi's account will still have an asset point balance of over ninety-four thousand.

"Alright." He casually took out that flowerpot from under his wide black robe, scattered some fertilizer inside, and brought it close to the vine: "I don't want to waste much more words with you; hurry up and choose one—"

The result was that Batman watched with his own eyes as the plant, which had just been refusing to yield even at the cost of its life and struggling desperately, now, like a husky seeing a bone, eagerly leaned against the flowerpot and burrowed inside.

Seeing Batman's gaze, Ma Ma Zhaodi pretended to straighten his mask: "Please call me the negotiation expert."

(End of this chapter)