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Chapter 2 The Second Young Master Dies Again (Ch 2)

Chapter 2 The Second Young Master Dies Again

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As Gotham’s morning mist wrapped around the clinic like medical gauze, Wayne was using tweezers to remove the glass shards from his thigh bit by bit. As for going to the hospital – given his poverty, he decided not to go for it.
“By the way, where is my novice protection period? Aren’t all time travelers supposed to have a do-not-disturb mode at the beginning?” Wayne took out a piece of the shard that had pierced deeper, grinning hoarsely in pain: “I’ve been daydreaming too much about traveling to a dark and crippled DC and becoming the male protagonist of a cool novel!”
The blood-stained gauze piled up into a small mountain. Wayne came to the sink and looked at the black-haired man in the mirror. His eye sockets were sunken and his face was pale. The scene of the original owner squandering money like water flashed through his memory, and he only felt more aggrieved.
Damn it, you took all the eating, drinking and having fun, and now I have to suffer all the pain. You used all your dirty tricks on me, a stranger.
Wayne kicked over a nearby empty bottle and cursed, “Others traveled through time to inherit the throne, but I traveled through time to inherit a million-dollar debt?!”
After saying that, he punched the mirror again out of frustration. The mirror trembled under the impact, and then a stack of IOUs fell out from the gap.
The logo and signature of “Wayne Group” are particularly obvious in black and white.
Wayne: …
Damn Elias, how much debt do you owe?
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Two days later, after successfully heating up the pizza in the microwave for the seventh time, Wayne finally had lunch. To be honest, he was exhausted during the past two days. First, he cleaned the clinic from top to bottom, and then he had to endure his alcohol craving.
During this time, when he was cleaning the clinic, he found the things that his cheap dad had left in the safe.
– A coin engraved with an owl and a white mask with the same pattern.
The Court of Owls. After seeing these two things, Wayne quickly associated them with an ancient organization that had existed in Gotham for centuries.
He maintains power through economic and political means, and has spies all over the city, even the police and government departments are no exception. He is known as “one of Batman’s most powerful enemies.”
Of course, this is just a side note. After all, Batman has too many enemies. Not to mention those in Gotham, there are a lot of them outside the earth.
But Wayne is not Batman, and he doesn’t have the ability to deal with so many enemies. His cheap dad hid this thing, and he died in a car accident, so it can be basically confirmed that it has changed from an “accident” to a “murder.”
Based on his memory of his cheap father’s occasional regretful expressions and confessional speeches, he guessed that the original owner’s father had a change of heart and wanted to quit being a good person, but was discovered by the Owl Court and killed.
Wayne sighed, thinking that it was worthy of Gotham, and he was determined to escape overnight after earning some start-up capital. After all, given the nature of the court, there was no guarantee that he would not be wiped out completely, and he would come back to avenge them after growing up for a while.
He had already chosen his destination, which was Metropolis. Although according to his memory, Superman had not made his debut yet, he checked online and found that Lois was already at the Daily Planet, so it probably wouldn’t be long before Clark came to work.
Fortunately, with the friendly sponsorship of Scarface’s five friends, Wayne had the funds to pay the water and electricity bills, and no longer had to risk being beaten to death by others to steal water and electricity. He used the remaining money to buy some fast food pizza and instant noodles to avoid starving to death at home.
To repay them, Wayne stripped them naked before Gotham’s Director Click arrived to allow the wounds to ventilate and prevent them from getting infected. He also cut off the skin they didn’t need and sewed it onto the necrotic skin on their faces to avoid disfiguring them.
Wayne was almost moved to tears by his own decision not to charge any fees.
He is a kind-hearted person. He can’t bear to see others living a good life…he can’t bear to see others living a bad life!
Through the research in the past two days, Wayne has understood his own system, which he calls the “Great Good Man System”. By curing diseases and injuries, he can obtain a random item or ability from the patient.
Well, saving lives, angel in white, it fits my personality!
In addition, the system also has a customer-attracting function. Once a month, patients from other worlds will come to the clinic. This can be considered a bottom-line measure to prevent the clinic from going bankrupt, right?
Speaking of the clinic, Wayne has actually been trying to actively look for business these two days. There is no other way. If he doesn’t make any money, he will have to starve to death after eating instant noodles.
However, the original owner’s medical skills were so bad that no one in Burnley dared to try. Wayne’s medical skills were so bad that he had to shamelessly go to the customers. As soon as the customers saw his face, they were so scared that they ran away before he could even say a word.
After searching several times without any results, Wayne gave up.
Never mind that it was the end of the month now, he could still count on his monthly alien patient!
Just like that, Wayne sat in a rocking chair and thought about the information about the DC world he was in.
Batman… uh, it’s the big Bat with a butt and chin, but why the hell is Robin here?
And looking at his body shape, the biological son Rice must be ruled out first. The eldest son Dick doesn’t seem to be the candidate either, because when they were drinking and acting like a rich boy, I heard Bruce say that Dick moved out. And considering Bruce’s age, the third son Tim can also be ruled out.
The above conditions are met, and Luo Bing is not seen in Batman’s recent actions…
No way, miserable second young master Jason, how come the Joker caught you so quickly?
No wonder Wayne said that Batman went too far that day. Those five guys are probably still in the ICU with their injuries. It turns out that something like this happened.
With the Court of Owls and the Joker, Gotham is indeed a place of trouble.
Wayne observed a three-minute silence for Jason, then picked up his phone to check information about other cities.
Zhongxing City Sports Department Redskins conscience, no!
Philadelphia is a stupid and tall guy, no!
Beach City Cuckold Canadian Deadpool, no!
There is no villain in Atlantis Fast and Furious 10!
Cyborg doesn’t have it, Green Arrow doesn’t have it…
Wayne: “???”
Why haven’t any of you made your debut yet? What are you doing? The second generation of Robin has been sent away, and so many plots of the Batman series have happened, why are you still hiding?
So the reason why Washington 36D Amazon Goddess is still around is because Diana suffered the loss of being a demigod, and was active during World War II, so she has to remain active now?
What the hell is this universe, timeline?!
Wayne’s face was pale, and he felt that the future was bleak. With only two big figures, Batman and Wonder Woman, he felt uneasy. What if Batman’s plan against Wonder Woman was leaked one day, and Diana was killed, and Darkseid took the opportunity to attack, then the Earth would be doomed!
[Beep! A cross-border patient has been detected]
The system’s prompt interrupted Wayne’s brainstorming, and he looked upwards as if he had a premonition.
Boom!
The old man with long black hair with a hint of gray crashed through the ceiling and fell, his left hand still tightly holding the bleeding wedge pill. Wayne looked at the spear stuck on the consultation table in front of him, and the blade reflected his twisted black face:
“Does your Japanese medical insurance support cross-border medical treatment? I hope your medical expenses are enough to cover my ceiling…”
“Ahem… young man…” the old man coughed up black blood: “This body… can still kill a few more… Ashina… cough…”
Wayne’s eyes flashed with blue light, and he instantly scanned the old man’s whole body. This was the medical assistance provided by the system, which could clearly display the patient’s body in front of Wayne.
[Name: Ashina Isshin (55 years old)]
【Symptoms: severe damage to multiple organs, poisoning, parasitic infection】
[Treatment plan: Immediate emergency surgery]
A three-dimensional anatomical diagram appeared in front of Wayne’s eyes: three broken shurikens were stuck in the heart, the lungs were full of shrapnel, and there were burns caused by various gunpowder. The most fatal thing was the strange parasites entrenched in the spine.
“Oh my god, old man, have you fought against a tank?” Wayne smacked his lips in surprise, and quickly put on the bulletproof vest he had taken from the thug, “Let me make it clear first, we don’t accept credit!”


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How to be a quack doctor in DC without getting beaten to death by Batman

How to be a quack doctor in DC without getting beaten to death by Batman

在DC当庸医如何不被蝙蝠侠打死
Status: Ongoing Type: Released: 2025 Native Language: chinesse
After traveling through time, Wayne found himself a bankrupt rich man in Gotham, running a shabby clinic. Fortunately, there was a comfort gift gold finger system. However, Wayne found that life was even worse: the clinic sign was used as a target by gangsters, and AK bullets were in short supply than medical equipment. He treated the Flash's athlete's foot and was almost sent to a wheelchair by the Reverse Flash. He lied to Superman as an old Chinese doctor and said that the other party was infertile, but was hung on a street lamp by Lex Luthor and labeled as a charlatan. The only VIP customer was Bruce Wayne who came to collect debts, and the souvenir left was a shuttle of bat darts. The bastard system made nine out of ten draws useless, and the only chance to get equipment was when performing hemorrhoid surgery on the Joker. And Wayne was stunned when he saw the new task of the system: [Medical Cooperation Task: Let Darkseid sign the "Cosmic Medical Insurance Agreement"] "Help, I'm just a mediocre doctor who wants to get rich by drawing lots!"

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