vncnus Chapter 9 There are always people living life seriously
Chapter 9 There are always people living life seriously
[Beep]
[Task: I can do more]
Status: Completed
Before transmigrating, I was rushing around frantically; after transmigrating, I'm calm and collected, handling everything with ease.
You punched the caregivers and kicked the director's office. Although you didn't manage to blow the mental hospital to smithereens, you certainly managed to wreak havoc in Arkham.
Thanks to you, the whole of Arkham is now in complete chaos!
The ventriloquist escaped, Harlin took advantage of the chaos to leave, the Scarecrow was furious, and Falcone looked grim.
But what does that have to do with you, a pitiful, weak, and powerless illegal immigrant?
[Task Reward: Settled]
[US$10,000, 1 save point, Penetration Telescope, 1 simulation point, Gun Skills Introduction, Melee Combat Introduction]
[Task: The Possibilities Triggered by a Butterfly]
Status: Completed
[Chaos erupted in Arkham, and the poor old man finally left that awful place.]
As for what will happen next... you have no idea.
Perhaps it's an elderly person who's just an ordinary sight in this city, or perhaps it's a notorious ventriloquist or a scarred man.
You are just a player, not God.
[Task Reward: Settled]
[Five thousand dollars, ventriloquism, Arnold's friendship (and fear?)]
Zheng En didn't understand where this fear came from, so he asked Batman, "Do you know?"
"You didn't know?" Batman said, gripping the steering wheel without looking to the side, "when I was praising you."
When did you praise me?
Just as Zheng Engang was about to shout that, he remembered the scene where he said he was going to blow up Arkham. He gritted his teeth in anger, "You old bat, you've got some nerve to insult me now!"
The accused man remained silent, only the corner of his mouth moved up one pixel.
The car drove across the bridge and into the city. As it went further east, the surrounding buildings became increasingly old and dilapidated, with ropes connecting the floors where people hung clothes and bed sheets to dry.
Jung Eun also saw a rabbit doll. The stitches were rough, but the dough was clean and rubbed, showing that its owner cherished it.
No matter where you are, there are always people living life earnestly.
Zheng En sighed, noticing that Batman had slowed down.
"Someone scattered nails on the road, and the tire went flat," he explained.
Jung Eun: Hmm... Isn't this just a way for people in the East District to live life seriously?
The car, which remained steadfast amidst a hail of bullets, was unfortunately defeated as soon as it entered the East District.
He watched as Batman parked the car on the side of the road and couldn't help but ask, "What do we do next? Where do we find the people who can retrieve the car?"
"Just wait," Batman said.
Jung Eun asked, puzzled, "Wait?"
As they were talking, a child emerged from a corner of some alley, his face dirty, wearing a tattered red coat, oversized trousers rolled up several times at the ankles, and oversized shoes that dragged on.
But his eyes were bright, revealing a tenacious spirit that refused to give up.
"Sir, is there anything I can help you with?" He jogged over to greet him, looking up at Batman who was still using Zheng En's body.
The "one-hour custody" period was not over yet. Although it could be retrieved early, Zheng En felt it was unnecessary. Why would you destroy the bridge after crossing the river?
Seeing the child's positive attitude, Jung Eun realized that the other party was using a trick.
First, they throw nails to damage the tires, then they appear and direct the car owner to a nearby repair shop to spend money.
Well, it's much better than he imagined. Zheng En originally thought a group of burly men would rush out and steal the car, but now it seems that the East District isn't so fierce after all.
"gentlemen?"
Batman's silence made the child feel strange. He realized that the other man had been watching him, and he felt uneasy, but he still forced himself to continue talking, trying to dispel the other man's doubts.
"Please, give me a chance to help you. I just want to earn some tips to buy medicine. My mother is sick, and I really need this money."
He spoke pitifully while secretly harboring doubts in his mind.
He had initially thought that seeing this bookish-looking Asian man get out of this beat-up car, he would be an easy target to fool, but now it seemed... something was off.
Could this person be a pedophile? He was a little suspicious. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the spiderweb-like cracks on the car window. Upon closer inspection, he discovered several bullet holes in it.
Holy crap, is this guy a gangster?
Thinking this to himself, he was already having second thoughts. "Um... sir, if you don't need it, then I'll be going..."
He carefully took a few steps back, and when he looked up again, he only felt his head being pressed down.
"No, I need your help."
Zheng En didn't believe Batman wouldn't see through such an obvious trick. Batman told himself, "This is Jason."
With just that one sentence, Jung Eun understood his unusual behavior.
Jason Todd, Batman's adopted second son, the second Robin, and later the anti-hero Red Hood.
Unlike the first Robin Richard Grayson and the third Robin Timothy Drake (Dick and Tim are abbreviations for the two), he was quite rebellious. His father's imprisonment and his mother's early death led him to wander the crime alleys at a very young age.
Like other homeless children, he did anything to survive: stealing, robbing, working for gangs...
He first met Batman because Batman removed two wheels from the Batmobile.
The absence of the Batmobile doesn't prevent him from puncturing Jung Eun's car tires.
In a sense, this can be seen as staying true to one's original aspirations.
"I've never seen him this young," Batman told Jung. "When I first met Jason, he was already twelve years old."
The child in front of us looks to be only six or seven years old.
The one-hour entrustment period was over, and Batman's hand was still on Jason's head, but the core inside had been replaced by its original owner.
Zheng En subconsciously touched his head, which felt quite frizzy and slightly greasy.
It's obvious that a kid from Crime Alley wouldn't be very clean; he probably hadn't taken a bath in ages.
"Didn't you say you really needed money?"
Zheng En released his grip. "I'm going to sell this car. You can act as a middleman, and we'll split the profits 70/30, you take 30/70?"
"real?"
Jason took two steps back in disbelief.
When faced with a wary and suspicious person, he would go to great lengths to deceive them in order to obtain some money and food. However, when he encountered a kind-hearted person who was easier to bully, he couldn't bring himself to be ruthless.
"Although your car has some exterior damage and the tires are punctured, it's clear that it was a good car not long ago."
Jason circled the car. Although he was young, he had been doing this job for a while. He was smart, quick-witted, and good at summarizing, and could roughly identify the condition of the car.
This car looks no different from any other car you see on the street. Although it has some marks that look like they were left by a gang fight, it's very new. And the fact that it was able to drive all the way here means that there are no major problems with the engine and other parts inside.
"This car could probably sell for seven or eight hundred US dollars, so half that would be over two hundred!"