The next morning, Clark returned to Wayne's mansion, gave Alfred his soaked clothes, and went to the main hall to sit for a while, where Bruce was now sitting, and although he had detoxified, he still looked a little tired.

Clark laughed and said to Bruce, "Bruce, you really should have a good rest for an extra day." ”

"Rest only makes my body lazy, I'm not you, I'm just a mortal."

Are you really just a mortal? Clark's evaluation of Bruce in his heart is not a mortal, but a mortal whose mind and mind are close to God, and his own strength is close to God, and sometimes he will think crankily, if the power of Kryptonians reaches Bruce, I don't know if Bruce will eventually become a true god, not that this possibility is impossible.

"You are indeed a mortal, but you are a god who can be feared by the gods."

Clark had read the comics of Man and Batman, and thought that Man and Batman were actually heads and tails of the coin, light and dark, and that the two were mutually reinforcing. The gods of the two are very fair, and the power and wisdom of the gods are given to the two of them separately.

Bruce said for a long time: "You did a good job, and your degree made up for your clumsy movements." ”

Clark was not a little happy when he heard this, no matter how Bruce heard this, he was belittling that he was useless without a degree and would be revealed. said unhappily: "Even so, you are still extremely hard-mouthed. ”

"Don't tell me about this, you mouth cannon."

When Bruce said the word mouth cannon, Clark was a little helpless, he was indeed a bit of a mouth cannon, and he admitted that he could say cool things to stimulate the other party at any time.

"Did that airwave really mean Arkham was coming?"

The question Bruce asked was deciphered by a strange radio wave last night, meaning that Arkham was coming. Clark, who had played the Arkham trilogy, wondered if this would be the beginning of Arkham's origins, and wondered who gave Bruce the signal.

"That's right. During this time, you should be careful, those people even appeared in order to get rid of you, I wonder if I want to follow you? ”

Bruce is now a fledgling, and his physical fighting skills are rarely possessed in the world, but he is a mortal, not even comparable to a newcomer, only one. He's probably going to die. Let's not say that Bruce is the future Dark Knight, Bruce and Clark have been good friends since childhood, although Bruce left the United States to learn martial arts around the world after his parents were killed, and the two did not cut off contact because of inside and outside the United States, this friendship is rare and valuable.

"I don't need to."

Bruce didn't agree to what Clark said, he was a lone dark hero. Don't want to implicate other people. Clark could understand Bruce's idea, but it turned out to be a bit fake. Grayson, as the first Robin, was born and died with Bruce, and he didn't want to implicate others.

Bruce slowly stood up, shaking a little from the inhalation of nerve gas, but not tight. "You should go and get some rest."

"You're supposed to rest, unless you want to continue being Batman at night, you have to rest until the night, so you don't look like this."

Bruce didn't refute, he slowly walked back to his room on the second floor step by step, Clark turned on the TV, thinking that his graduation thesis would be handed in in half a month, and he had a lot of time. It is important to write about the darkness here in Gotham City, and I believe that no one will go as deep as himself.

"Batman has never existed!"

As soon as the TV was turned on, someone on the TV said this, Clark was not surprised, for half a month, the Gotham police knew that there was Batman, but they did not announce it. I've always wanted to make it an urban legend. As more and more criminals are caught, the public is not stupid, they know that the Gotham police do not have this strength, and the criminals who are released claim to have seen Batman, who should be an urban legend. There are more and more suspicions that Batman actually exists, and the Gotham police certainly deny it as always.

The TV news or something, it's all about the criminals who were arrested last night, although the Gotham police all said that they were arrested, their arguments are so weak that people won't believe them at all, and these people were arrested by Clark.

Clark didn't have any intention of running to the TV station to publicly state that those people were caught by himself, he just needed to live slowly, eat and wait for death, and leave it to others to save the world.

Sometimes, Clark felt as if he was missing a part of his head, not that he couldn't remember, but that he was forgetting, forgetting important memories.

It's time to take a walk to Gotham City after the rain.

Clark went back to his room, fetched a piece of clothing to put on, and left Wayne's mansion. Walking on the street, you can see stagnant water everywhere, last night's torrential rain fell for several hours, and there was no sun at night, and the stagnant water could not be steamed on a large scale, and in the morning people came out to get rid of the stagnant water, so as not to hinder themselves.

A Rolls-Royce drove through the street, you can see the envy, jealousy, and hatred in the eyes of some people, the toiling masses and the upper class will always be hostile, and since the first day of social existence, this hostility has existed, and the upper class people who can get the approval of the toiling masses can be said to be very few, which is equivalent to a fantasy.

It's not so obvious in other cities, but in Gotham you can feel the obvious hostility between the toiling masses and the upper classes, who think that the money used by the upper classes is their hard-earned money, and are unwilling to be superior to them; The upper classes despised the toiling masses and regarded their lives as something that could be bought with money.

This explanation is not comprehensive, reflecting one side, Clark remembers that he once watched Nolan's version of the Batman trilogy, no wonder Gotham City was subverted later, and people followed a rebel, not to defend Gotham City.

A man suddenly rushed out of front and snatched a woman's handbag, knocking several people away, and after a few moments they were gone, and the woman shouted "My wallet!" from behind. Come and help me! People just looked at it indifferently. Clark didn't act, and if he hadn't had gone to help someone get his wallet back on the first day, he might have been asked what the price would be, and he might have taken action to help the woman get her handbag back.

Gotham City is full of indifference, Clark witnesses the dark side here, and on the surface, Gotham City may be the dark side of people's hearts, and he is also unknowingly infected.

Clark scratched his head and walked towards the bustling area of Gotham City, what kind of work he was going to do after graduation, he didn't think about it a little, it seemed that he had lived too comfortably in the past twenty-four years, but he didn't think about anything, forget it, he didn't bother to think about it, and he couldn't find a job at Bruce's head office or branches in other states at that time.

Time flies, the day always passes quickly, and Batman's time is up.

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