Chapter 223 The Awakening Clown
"Hi, Big Bat." Richard's voice sounded. Batman saw that Richard didn't hesitate at all. Bat darts flew out of his hands in an instant, and he rushed towards him quickly.
Those five or six bat darts instantly expanded into a jelly-like substance, completely sealing off the space where Richard was hiding. He had already thought about trapping him with the hydrosol and then giving him a good lesson.
Who dared to make fun of his parents? This time he would teach Richard a lesson.
Richard smiled slightly, took out a rocket launcher with his backhand, and fired directly at Batman. This rocket launcher produced by Stark Company was very powerful.
The rocket flew out and instantly split into a dozen small warheads, then exploded with a loud bang. The flames directly burned the colloid. The powerful shock wave hit Batman head-on and pushed him away.
Immediately afterwards, Richard rushed forward and punched Batman, then alternated his hands back and forth, leaving a trail of afterimages at such a speed. In just a moment, after dozens of punches, Batman's armor collapsed directly under the powerful force.
This is because Richard controlled his strength. Otherwise, with his current strength of over 100 tons, he would be crushed to pieces with just one punch.
As a man who can dodge the Omega rays that neither Superman nor the Flash can dodge, at this moment he cannot dodge Richard's fist, and his protagonist halo is ineffective.
Batman's armor continuously released various weapons to restrict Richard's movements, but it was completely useless under Richard's power. Even the high-voltage electric shock was completely ineffective.
It was only at this moment that Batman realized that he had underestimated Richard.
He thought Richard had some superpowers, was stronger, and had psychic powers, but when they really fought, he found out that he was a humanoid Tyrannosaurus. Next time, he must strengthen his suit and not give him any chance!
Looking at Batman lying on the ground, Richard's evil taste came back again.
"Batman, you lost again, what a shame!"
"Then it's time for the game again. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you a chance to make your wish come true!"
"I can either bring you and your parents back to life, or reduce the crime rate in Gotham City to zero. How about choosing one of the two wishes?"
Batman: "Are you sure you can grant these two wishes?"
"Of course, I swear." Richard said solemnly
Batman: "I want to be resurrected"
Just when Batman was about to speak, his natural vigilance made him ask cautiously: "How are you going to revive?"
"Resurrection of the Dead!"
"As long as you cast a spell, you can make your parents crawl out of their graves."
Batman understood instantly, although he had never seen the resurrection of the dead, he had played the game before, so how could he not know what the necromancy spell was.
"No!" Batman immediately rejected this wish.
"Since you don't choose to revive your parents, then you want to reduce Gotham's crime rate to zero!"
"What are you going to do?" Having learned from the previous experience, Batman was also worried about this wish.
Richard smiled at him and said, "It's very simple. As long as Gotham amends the law and turns all illegal acts into legal acts, then the crime rate will be zero, right?"
"No!" Batman immediately rejected Richard's kindness.
Richard looked at Batman with great regret and said, "You have lost your parents, and you have lost the opportunity to perfectly solve Gotham's problems. In this case, I will show mercy and let you meet your parents. How about that?"
"Can you let me meet my parents?" Batman doubted.
"Of course, and I promise not to use necromancy or methods like playing with souls." Richard said again.
"Then I'll choose this one!" Batman was finally moved.
Richard nodded, took out a crowbar, a pickaxe, and a shovel from behind him and threw them on the ground: "You can go see your parents by yourself."
"Okay, my wish has come true. Bye!"
Batman looked at Richard with a look that almost made him spit fire, but now he had no choice but to watch Richard leave. Richard was very clear about Batman's passive skills, and the same move could only be used once, so every time he attacked, he only used a part of his strength. He didn't give him any chance to react at all.
So until now, Batman still doesn't know Richard's strength. He can only restrain him based on the strength Richard has shown now and enhance the targeting of his suit as much as possible.
Arthur suddenly became enlightened after Richard's teaching. He wanted to get more people to join him, but found that his ideas were simply not feasible in the city of Gotham.
The people at the top of the pyramid who controlled all the power, economy, and resources would never give them a chance. It was also at this time that Arthur understood why Richard strengthened his body.
This tells him that if he wants to change the rules here, he must break them with violence.
So Arthur began to awaken more people in his own way.
The lower-class residents have long been oppressed and have nothing left, and are filled with anger towards this city.
Arthur appeared on TV by playing a clown. The talk show host wanted to make fun of his painful experience. Arthur did not deny it and cooperated. But what Arthur said next made the talk show host shudder.
"I used to be a clown who performed ugly tricks on the street every day. I had a very meager income, which was just enough for me to fill my stomach and rent a small house."
"But it's such an extremely cheap job, and now it's lost!" No one in the audience comforted him. Instead, they all treated him as a joke and laughed at him.
"There are thousands of people like me in Gotham. They work diligently every day and dare not be lazy. But why can't they even have the most basic living security?" At this moment, the TV signal spread to thousands of households, and countless Gotham people saw themselves in the Joker.
The smile that was originally on his face had disappeared unconsciously. Countless people at the bottom of Gotham were silent. They also wanted to know why!
They work hard but only get a meager salary. Where does the money go?
“If someone works hard but can’t even get enough to eat, there must be exploitation!”
"Some people don't have to work but still have no worries about food and clothing. Is this reasonable? Why can they enjoy all kinds of delicious food and wine, and drive luxury cars and villas, while we don't even have a place to stand?"
“Is that fair?”
"unfair!"
When the clown shouted this, all the lower-class people gathered in front of the TV shouted "Unfair!"
In the studio, the talk show host almost peed himself when he heard the clown's words. At this moment, he felt that the clown was not the clown, but he was the clown. He had already thought about it. He would be fired tonight, not tomorrow, and no one would hire him again. He was finished.
"Mr. Arthur is not feeling well today, so let's end the show here. End of show."
The talk show host wanted to interrupt the show, but the clown sitting next to him just pulled out a revolver and shot him.
The people in the studio saw the clown suddenly shoot the host to death, and the rest of the people were so scared that they fled, fearing that they would be shot to death if they were a step slower. In a blink of an eye, the studio that was originally full of people was empty, and only the clown was left.
"Now that the annoying guys are gone, let's move on to talking about oppression!"
"We, the lower-class laborers, work every day but can't even get enough to eat. Is it because we are lazy?"
"no!"
"Why is that? For every penny we get paid, we need to provide the company with a dollar or more in profit!"
"We get paid $300 a week, so we have to create more than $30,000 in profits for them!"
"Do you even think that the three hundred dollars in your hand belong to you? You need to pay rent, you need to eat, you need electricity, you need water, everything you need, you need to spend money to buy it!"
"But these things were originally produced by us!"
(End of this chapter)