Chapter 1748

Spider-Man and the three met Harley in the child shelter.

At this time, Harley was already white and fat. She raised her red little face and said to the dean: "I beg you, Mr. Pence, don't find me an adoptive family anymore. I really can't stand them!"

"The couple who came yesterday argued like parrots, the two ladies the day before yesterday told too many cold jokes, and there was a family that actually had five children and still wanted to adopt. Why don't you send me back to where I stayed originally."

The dean called Pence said: "Because your cleverness is likable, everyone wants to adopt you."

"Forget it, it's just because I'm the fattest. They look down on those skinny children, but they don't think about it. I can make myself fat by thirty pounds in the slums. Can they handle it?"

Dean Pence also sighed, touched Harley's head and said: "I am also very confused about how you did it. Those children 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 party. She recognized Damian, who had been with her for the longest time, at first glance. No one could imitate the gloomy temperament on him.

Harley immediately rushed over, put her hands on her hips, raised her tone and said: "When the shelter staff said they were going to sweep the streets today, I was wondering which unlucky eggs were picked back. It turned out to be you."

Then she made a few tsk-tsk sounds, looked Spider-Man and the others up and down and said: "How did you starve yourselves like this? You wouldn't have gone to mix in those streets on the east side, right? There's nothing to eat there."

Damian felt a bit ashamed and angry, turned his face away and didn't speak. Spider-Man touched his stomach and savored the full meal he had just eaten. Only little Bruce said calmly: "We were indeed on the east side, because except there, we couldn't survive anywhere else."

"Bruce!" Damian raised his tone, telling little Bruce not to speak.

Harley giggled twice, looked at Damian and said: "You have such strong assassin skills, one has the most genius brain in the world. These are not limited by the body. How did you end up with those disabled or children with congenital defects, and is it interesting to grab food with disabled people?"

"Harley Quinzel!" Damian shouted Harley's name, but Harley picked her ears and said: "It's better to say that you with these skills can mix to the bottom of Cat Getan. How rotten is this city?"

"You're right." Little Bruce was calm unlike a human. When Damian turned to look at him, he felt his back a bit cold. Some familiar feelings descended again. He actually found the shadow of the complete Batman on the young little Bruce.

"This city is unimaginably rotten. Before witnessing all this, I wouldn't have dreamed that there were such places in the city where I live." Little Bruce said expressionlessly: "And you're right too. Being able to mix into the pile of old, weak, sick, and disabled with the memory of a reincarnator, I don't know how to describe our stupidity."

Damian was so angry that his face turned red, but little Bruce turned to look at him and said calmly: "You think we were saved, right? Why don't you think about who saved you?"

"Of course it's... of course it's our good luck!"

"Is your luck really good?"

Damian was choked. He thought carefully. During this period of time, his luck had already rotted to the bottom.

"Everything we encountered before was not because our luck was bad. You'd better wake up and don't lower my understanding of your IQ again." Little Bruce said unceremoniously.

Damian was so angry that his face turned blue and white for a while. He could never talk over Batman, and now even the young Batman could mock him.

"It sounds like you're smart. Then why didn't you reverse the situation?" Damian squeezed out a sentence after a long time.

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

"Then who is it?"

"Batman."

Little Bruce turned his head to look at a small TV equipped in the hall. A piece of news was playing on it. Damian followed his gaze, and then he saw the host on the TV introducing.

"... Neville Group is conducting a new round of market-saving financing. The person in charge of the group stated that while developing the economy, we cannot stop the pace of caring for people's livelihood. The latest twenty-seven child shelters have been completed in the East District, and at the same time, we call on people in all districts to visit the shelters to donate money. Those who meet the conditions can adopt..."

Damian was completely stunned in front of the TV.

"Neville Group?! Isn't that us..."

"He is doing it for you to see." Little Bruce sighed and said: "Maybe it's also expressing dissatisfaction with you, just in a fatherly, indirect way."

"You didn't get his consent to use the inverted name of Wei En, and you didn't make any real career with this name. Batman is Batman, but you and he both have the surname Wei En. This is the most important bond between you. He might not hope that you treat this surname as a child's play."

Damian clenched his fists. He thought of the first time Batman called him Damian Wei En, the hesitation in that tone. He once felt angry and humiliated because of this. He felt he didn't need others to crown his surname.

But when he was in the Batman family, he often felt complacent about this. Only he and Batman had the same surname. They were biological 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 kind of emotion was swirling in his heart at this moment.

Perhaps it was the humiliation of being saved by him in the end after saying he would reverse Batman's mistakes, perhaps it was the confusion of not understanding how Batman did it, perhaps it was also the grievance of Batman escaping the sea of suffering but not coming to save him immediately and not giving him any special treatment.

Damian also didn't know why Batman saving him or not made him feel aggrieved.

"Because you feel Batman is not qualified to educate you." Harley pointed out sharply: "Because he didn't successfully save Cat Getan in the real world, because he is also a loser. You feel that any preaching he gives you in this regard is just him wanting to reflect authority, not that he is better than you."

"He didn't successfully save Cat Getan, and you didn't try to save Cat Getan, so you will naturally assume in your imagination that if it were you, you would definitely do better than him."

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

"But in the real world, you also clearly know that you carry heavier responsibilities than other Robins. You think others can just find an excuse not to walk on this path because they have no blood relationship with Batman, and some are not locals of Cat Getan. You think they can 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 inherit his mantle. You will have to face the problems he failed to overcome one day. You think this is your responsibility."

"You feel you have taken on more responsibility, so you should naturally get more love from Batman. If he doesn't give it, you will feel aggrieved. You feel you will pay more than anyone else in the future, but now you can't get more special treatment. This is simply unfair."

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

"I know Batman will not give up. He will never give up saving Cat Getan until he dies, which means that once I take over his mantle, he must be dead!"

Damian said in a trembling tone: "None of them care if Batman is dead, 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 mantle, but I am clearly his son..."

"You are, of course."

A figure appeared in the corridor. His voice was not low and hoarse, nor was he as tall as before, but it still made people see who he was at a glance.

Damian couldn't help it anymore. He turned around and shrank into the corner of the wall to sob. The anger and grievance accumulated during this period and the psychological shadow brought by seeing the dark reality all erupted, 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's gaze swept around, seeing little Bruce and also seeing Spider-Man, and then he said pointedly:

"Your pain all comes from the responsibility you want to carry, but you actually don't need to carry anything because you are just children."

"Failing to let children spend a stable and happy childhood is the mistake of this society and the people who created social order, not the mistake of weak children."

"Any action that endangers the future of a group cannot be explained as an unintentional mistake. This is the only reason I didn't save Falcone at that time. He has to be responsible for the crying of children in Cat Getan."

Spider-Man, who was squatting on the ground, looked up at Batman. He thought, Batman carries endless darkness, but precisely because of this, the light that flashes by in the cracks is exceptionally dazzling.

The heavy dark curtains draped over him and the heavy shackles hanging on his hands and feet didn't make him look like a prisoner, but rather like a hero rushing to the execution ground.

Spider-Man finally understood the ridiculousness of the Joker.

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

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 power, Batman saved this 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 was a special reason why he failed in the real world, and made him clearly realize that since this reason could block him for twenty years, it could block him for a lifetime.

Then the Batman family he built to do his best didn't need to be blocked for another hundred years. His Robins are all very young. They shouldn't 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 finally found a way to solve the problems of the children and their parents at the same time, which is to put them together, and all contradictions will be solved.

Just when Batman wanted to lead the children to visit the group headquarters he had just built, he suddenly heard chaotic screams coming from the street.

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

The next second, Darkseid's voice came.

"Damn humans!! Go to hell!!!!!"