Chapter 593: The Crazy Cat Appears! (Part 1)

When the strange crocodile-cat stared at Batman and the other cats, both sides were stunned for a moment because they both felt the other was very strange.

From Batman's human aesthetic perspective, the other party was very deformed. Its posture was between a cat and a crocodile. The combination of these two unrelated creatures was really not good-looking.

This crocodile-cat opposite had raised crocodile-like armor from the top of its head to the base of its tail. The brow bones above its eyes were also protruding. Its claws were larger than ordinary cats, and its structure was more like a crocodile. Moreover, its size was larger than the cats living in this city, almost approaching a cheetah.

And in the eyes of the crocodile-cat, the few cats opposite were even stranger. In this world, cats wore clothes, and the vast majority of cats had equipment. Even ordinary cats living in slums had metal equipment and exoskeletons on their bodies.

In the eyes of the crocodile-cat, the few cats opposite him were completely naked and unarmed, without even a gun, which was strange to the extreme.

But after hesitating for a moment, the two sides didn't act immediately. Especially the crocodile-cat, he appeared very cautious. He first took two steps back, approached the shadow at the corner, then raised his tail, extended his claws, and expressed an unfriendly posture.

The few cats opposite didn't know how to understand cat ethology. Even Batman couldn't adapt to a cat's life in just a few hours. He was still looking at cats from a human perspective. He thought the crocodile-cat's posture was the prelude to an attack, so he intended to strike first.

Batman also moved slowly, his body walking into the shadow at the edge. The crocodile-cat's pupils stared tightly at his figure. However, Batman, hidden in the shadow, was the nightmare of all opponents. The crocodile-cat couldn't see his movement of rushing out at all before he was slapped on the head with a claw.

Batman wasn't a cat skilled in fighting, at least he didn't know very well how cats should fight. However, his learning ability was almost invincible. The moment he struck, he realized that felines were indeed natural hunters.

Speed, flexibility, agility, and lethality were all impeccable. The moment he realized this, Batman, like a real feline killer, first lunged forward, bit the crocodile-cat's ear, and then followed with a claw, scratching the front paw that the crocodile-cat had extended.

Immediately after, he raised both claws and jumped forward. Sharp claws pressed onto the crocodile-cat's abdomen. At the same time, he flicked his tail, turned his body direction, and bit the crocodile-cat's neck.

The crocodile-cat let out a scream, but the expected pain and death didn't come. Batman didn't bite down hard, just used his sharp teeth to restrain the crocodile-cat's actions. At this moment, Clark rushed over and said, "Hey! Don't do this! We can't kill kittens..."

Batman loosened his mouth, but his claws were still pressed on the crocodile-cat's abdomen. He looked into the crocodile-cat's eyes with his pupils. He saw a very human-like expression of fear on the crocodile-cat's face. Then, he turned over, exposing his belly, indicating a posture of submission.

This crocodile-cat's size was larger than Batman and the other cats, but it wasn't as flexible. Or rather, the crocodile mutation imposed on the cat actually weakened the feline's lethality. Not to mention anything else, its front paws weren't as flexible as Batman's, but were more like a crocodile's.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Batman asked.

"That's what I should ask you." The crocodile-cat's speech was a bit slurred. Although he made "meow-meow" sounds, the few cats could understand what he was saying.

"Why are you here? Why did you come to Gotham's sewer?" The crocodile-cat scanned the few strange cats with his eyes. Batman said, "We are from out of town, wanting to find someone here."

"From out of town?" The crocodile-cat blinked and sized them up, saying, "You wouldn't be from the Big Apple City next door, would you? Especially you..." The crocodile-cat looked at Clark and said, "I smell that apple scent on you."

Clark extended his paws to sniff, not knowing why, but didn't feel any scent on himself. Constantine frowned and said, "Stop talking about scents. It's simply too stinky here. Let's find a drier place quickly, otherwise, I'll be moldy soon..."

Batman dropped his gaze onto the crocodile-cat's face again. The crocodile-cat bared his teeth and said helplessly, "I'm just a stray cat. You've seen it too. Because of my appearance, I can't live on the surface, so I can only stay here."

"Does the murder case that happened at the bank entrance earlier have anything to do with you?" Batman narrowed his eyes and looked at him. Hearing about the murder case, the crocodile-cat was obviously stunned. He shook his head and said, "Although I haven't been to the surface for a while, I know that above is the Batman cat's territory. Murder case? Impossible. No cat can commit crimes in this city."

"Batman cat?" Batman's eyes narrowed into a slit. Victor, who was more familiar with him, understood that Batman's vigilance had been pulled to the highest level.

"It seems you are not only from out of town, but I'm afraid you are also from outer space. You don't even know the Batman cat?! He is the richest cat in the world!"

"Moreover, he rules the entire Gotham. Haven't you seen it? There are his cameras everywhere?"

Batman thought for a moment. He slowly retracted his claws and no longer restrained the crocodile-cat. The crocodile-cat turned over and climbed up from the ground. Batman paced in front of him and said, "Tell me in detail about the Batman cat."

"What else could there be?" The crocodile-cat lowered his head to lick the wound on his front paw and said, "A cat who is the richest in the world, sparing no expense to turn this city into the safest city, sparing no cost to eliminate all criminals..."

"About 4 years ago... or 5 years ago? When I came to Gotham, this was still the most chaotic city in the world. But later, the Batman cat, who returned from traveling the world, began his career as the Emperor of Gotham."

"He first spent a lot of money to become the mayor of Gotham, then bought off the councilors, passed one bill after another, and gradually turned Gotham into a city with a strong mayor system."

"He invested a lot of financial resources into scientific research, making Gotham's infrastructure lead all other cities by a large margin. The citizens tasted the sweetness. They felt that Gotham was about to surpass the Big Apple City and become the most advanced and developed city."

"So, when the Batman cat began to constantly acquire land to renovate buildings and distribute the renovated buildings to citizens for free, everyone praised him as an unprecedented sage..."

"That's right, this sounds simply like a selfless god, spending his own money to renovate all buildings, creating the most advanced residences, and giving these houses to all residents for free..."

"Initially, all cats thought this was a good thing, thinking he was a god-child who brought the gospel to the Gotham cat group..."

"But later, more and more cameras, more and more automatic weapons, all the technological equipment in this city listened to the Batman cat's orders. If he didn't allow it, vehicles couldn't start, and spaceships couldn't take off..."

"Every street, every corner, was full of cameras and automatic weapons. It wasn't that no cats protested. They said the Batman cat infringed on the citizens' right to privacy. But clearly, the Batman cat's determination was greater than any cat's."

"Later, all of this began to become more and more excessive. All the buildings in this city were replaced by steel cages by him, and even furniture, food, and water sources were controlled by him. If the Batman cat didn't agree, you couldn't even open your own front door..."

"This does fundamentally eliminate thieves." Clark touched his cheek and said, "If you can't even open your own front door, then thieves definitely can't either, right?"

"Hmph..." The crocodile-cat snorted coldly and said, "Yeah, if you want to open your refrigerator and take out a piece of fried fish tail, you will immediately receive a call warning you that this kind of food is unhealthy and you have to go eat the cat strips produced by the Batman cat."

The crocodile-cat walked back and forth, flicking his tail, looking a bit anxious. He said, "The Batman cat says this is paying for the safety of this city, but do we really need this kind of safety?"

"However, there are indeed no criminals in this city, aren't there?" Batman asked.

"Is that so? Then how did you get here? And why did I meet you here?" ===== CHAPTER 594 =====