Chapter 2073: Superman's Cat Getan Adventure (Part 1)

Schiller was buried in work at the temporary office in Battleworld. He had a lot of work to do, but the most urgent thing now was to coordinate the selection of contestants and simultaneously get the administrators of the universes where they were located to grant permission.

For anyone, this was not a simple job, but the difficulty actually didn't lie with the universe administrators who had heard of Schiller or dealt with him, but with the gods in certain remote universes who hadn't returned to their main bodies to hold meetings for tens of thousands of years.

At first, Schiller had a high prediction of the difficulty of this job. He thought that every time he made a phone call, he would have to haggle and negotiate with the other party for several days, and all the universe administrators would take this opportunity to fleece him hard.

Later, he found that he was projecting his own nature onto others. Intelligent creatures in this world who value money over their lives are ultimately in the minority.

The vast majority, upon hearing Schiller's name, hurriedly sent out the selected contestants. The scene couldn't be called unwilling or sighing; it could only be called firecrackers roaring and gongs and drums sounding.

The situation in Schiller's universe couldn't be hidden for too long. After all, some of the influences it produced were very profound. After he came to the Marvel Universe, the Universe Administrator Handbook could be said to have three major updates and five minor updates a year. Who it was for, there was no need to say.

At first, people thought there was something special about Schiller's universe, but as Eternity from Schiller's universe frequently went on business trips to the Great World, everyone learned about the situation in Schiller's universe through this number one unlucky guy.

This made them understand that if there is a bug in the universe, but it hasn't produced any bad effects for the time being, then leave it alone. Because you never know if the person who wants to use it will adopt extreme means to ask you for compensation because you destroyed his plan when you try to fix this bug.

So when Schiller's call reached them, they didn't even need Schiller's persuasion. Most administrators thought that Schiller getting them out was better than Schiller coming over with them, so they all waved their hands and approved directly.

Schiller had prepared a bellyful of rhetoric, but didn't expect the other party not to struggle at all, so the preliminary work was completed very quickly.

But soon he faced new problems, which were that many remote universes couldn't be contacted at all. Some that could be contacted ignored him, and some flatly refused, and no matter what he said, it was useless.

This made Schiller feel very conflicted. He knew that if his reputation spread to these universes, the possibility of the other party agreeing would increase, but this also meant he would never be able to cause trouble in these universes again. He would encounter bullying like he encountered in the Battleworld game before. Everyone knew him and was full of vigilance against him. Not only would there be no game to play, but don't even think about having fun.

In fact, this wasn't the first time he had encountered such trouble. He didn't even need to think to know that all the Batmen who had heard of his reputation now had plans prepared in the millions. In the future, wanting to use the identity of a psychologist to trick him out of another 300 billion would probably be very difficult.

Of course, Schiller didn't really take 300 billion from the Batman of the Arkham Knight universe. Not to mention anything else, even if the printing press was running at full capacity, it would take a while to print that much money, and Batman had just become president and hadn't had time to manage the Federal Reserve.

And, Batman had also encountered bigger trouble.

That was that Peter was still looking for Riddler trophies in Cat Getan, and the 160-plus Robins he had added were surrounding and intercepting this spider-kid who was jumping around in Cat Getan City.

How to describe this scene? On the way to the Mayor's office, Penguin was robbed while eating hot pot and singing songs. He was tied to a Robin stronghold, and it was only after the towel in his mouth was taken out and he was asked that he learned that these Robins insisted that Penguin was in cahoots with Spider-Man.

Penguin was puzzled. Even if I really was in cahoots with Spider-Man, why are you catching me?

Are you hoping I'll beat up Spider-Man and then get beaten up by Batman, or are you hoping I'll beat up Batman and let him beat up Spider-Man?

And the harm of this newly promoted "Robin Gang" didn't stop there.

A group of superheroes is no problem, and a young superhero is no problem, but if it's a group of young superheroes, the problem is huge.

In the past, when Batman fought crime, criminals had nothing to say. They basically had no time to talk; Batman would jump down and throw a punch.

Except for criminals at Bane's level, most people would lie down with one punch, and after waking up, they would either be at the Cat Getan Police Department or Arkham Asylum.

But this group of teenage superheroes, besides being able to fight, talked a lot. They didn't execute justice by rushing directly to the criminal, knocking them unconscious, and throwing them into the police station.

The step of rushing to the other party was about the same, but the strong thirst for knowledge and the extremely strong self-esteem of children in this age group made them feel that they had the responsibility to clarify their claims to the criminals, and at the same time, they needed to uphold the humanitarian spirit and let the criminals clarify their own claims.

Cat Getan belongs to New Jersey, and New Jersey is a staunch deep-blue state, the territory of the Donkey Party, advocating that set of neoliberal spirit, believing that freedom of speech is the cornerstone of democracy.

So after this group of Robins caught the criminals, they wouldn't beat them up first, but would tie them up for a debate. The theme of the debate was: you are wrong, I am right; why are you wrong, why am I right; how are you wrong, how am I right.

Most of the youths recognized by Dick and Tim were ambitious people with some insight, and because of the tragic situation of Cat Getan's bottom layer disclosed by Jason, which made many Gothamites empathize, most of the youths who chose to join the Robin Gang came from the bottom layer.

As for the level of these people's swearing, it can only be said that if they were born a few years earlier, the first great white rapper to create English rap history wouldn't be Eminem. Let alone Batman using up a week's worth of speaking quota, even if he used up his whole life, he wouldn't be able to out-argue any one of them.

A young hero who is knowledgeable, full of indignation, and has a slick tongue is already a nightmare for any criminal, let alone a whole group of them.

Cat Getan criminals had felt their brains buzzing these past few days. Their heads were full of things like order, justice, righteousness, and morality. If Cat Getan could take the civil service exam, a 20-point improvement in three days wouldn't be a problem.

What's more terrifying is that the new Robins in the Robin Gang don't have completely consistent claims, and the theories they hold have slight differences.

At first, they debated with criminals together, but later, they would easily start fighting among themselves while debating. But considering that everyone is in the orderly camp, it's best not to fight internally, so they chose to take turns.

So it was very easy for a criminal to be caught at 8 o'clock, released after listening to a debate at 10 o'clock, caught at 10:30, released after listening to a debate at 12 o'clock, caught at 1 o'clock in the afternoon, and released after listening to the third debate at 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

Question Batman, understand Batman, praise Batman, yearn for Batman.

Now there is only one sentence in the minds of these criminals—Bruce Wei En, don't you worry about that B-president of yours, hurry back and catch me!

I plead guilty, I submit to the law, I want to live in the Batcave!

Facts have proven that the name Robin is quite nice, and the implication is relatively auspicious, but when it comes to reforming criminals and cleansing the soul, it's still the corvid hooligans. Regardless of whether the sound is good or not, just tell me if the voice is loud or not.

The voices of this group of pitch-black Robins are really loud. Bruce, who had finished his presidential duties and returned home in glory, was almost knocked over by the shock.

Anyway, when he went back, he found that the emergency broadcast system covering the whole city and the public screen control system he had built, down to the street advertisements and neon signs, were all repeatedly cycling through a piece of content.

If one were to make a relatively faithful and elegant translation, it would roughly mean: "Cat Getan sets a fire, the Commissioner loves me; the bomb doesn't land, Cat Getan is more beautiful; carry a poison tank on your back, spend Christmas in jail; call yourself a gang boss, Batman comes to your house."

Batman doesn't mind Cat Getan having more hero guards, but sure enough, teenagers shouldn't be on the job too early. Ever since they started spontaneously maintaining Cat Getan's order, the mental state of Gothamites has become even more beautiful.

Although the fact that he found over 600 missed calls from various super-criminals on his local private communication when he went back made Batman quite puzzled, he should stop being puzzled first, because this wasn't what puzzled him the most.

Clark came to find Bruce. This wasn't too surprising. He knew this sunny and enthusiastic Metropolis man would rush to congratulate him on becoming president at the first opportunity, and Clark did indeed do so.

But immediately after, Clark expressed that the tragic situation of Cat Getan's bottom-layer children depicted by Jason had deeply shocked him. He felt that what Jason said was right. Without practice, there is no right to speak. As one of the few righteous reporters, he had the obligation to restore the truth of the facts.

In short, he was prepared to stay in the Cat Getan slums for a month.

What a dare to say and a dare to listen, a dare to teach and a dare to believe, Bruce thought.

But looking at the firm light in Clark's eyes, Bruce knew he definitely couldn't stop him. However, he knew that Clark, after being stimulated by seeing certain tragic situations, was very likely to take some relatively extreme means to punish crime, so he instructed Robin in advance to watch Clark.

And Bruce was only back to handle matters related to the Wei En Group. Soon he would have to go to Washington.

Robin was accompanying Barbara because Barbara was preparing to confess to her father, James Gordon, so he handed this matter over to Nightwing.

However, Nightwing's base was Blüdhaven. He had been delayed here for so long that it was time to go back, so he entrusted this matter to Jason.

Jason wanted to vent his anger from that night and was busy catching Peter Parker all over Cat Getan. After thinking about it, he handed this matter over to the Robin Gang.

These newly arrived birds liked Jason the most. They hadn't been reformed for long and basically still used the street-mixing set. Jason came and went in a hurry and didn't explain it to them in detail, causing the Robins to completely misunderstand the meaning.

They immediately patted their chests and indicated: Metropolis reporter, right? You come to Cat Getan streets, you definitely won't have any good fruit to eat!

Undercover, right? You just go ahead and visit; once you visit, you won't make a sound. ===== CHAPTER 2074 =====