Chapter 19: Arrogant at First and Respectful Later (Ch 827405161)

“Lock down Gotham?”
“Whose proposal is this? Suppress it.”
“Lex Luthor.”
“So it’s the Honorable Congressman, passed!”
Gotham has suffered the No Man’s Land plot. Its population is only two million, but the land occupies 8,469 square kilometers, with an average of 4,234.5 square meters per person.
It became an unprecedentedly sparsely populated city.
Among the only two million remaining people, some are businessmen and capitalists with great risk-bearing capabilities, some are native gangsters who are reluctant to leave their sphere of influence, some are old Gotham people who cannot or do not want to leave this city, and a very small number are useless superheroes.
Roadblocks and banners were placed on the main traffic routes connecting Gotham to the outside world to block them. In order to prevent privately modified cars from rushing out, iron spikes were laid on the ground around them.
“Locking down Gotham? What’s going on?”
The metropolitan people gathered at the other end of the bridge and whispered.
“I heard that Gotham wanted to become independent and overthrow the government.”
“Normal, they didn’t send someone to assassinate the president?”
“I haven’t heard of it… Maybe he has been assassinated but they didn’t tell us.”
Metropolis is the twin city of Gotham, and they are the opposite of each other, but unfortunately, Gotham will always be the derogatory one.
They are both located in the subtropics and have a subtropical monsoon humid climate with abundant precipitation, rain and heat occurring at the same time, and mild winters and hot summers.
But compared to Gotham’s dark clouds and heavy rain, this city is like their son of tomorrow, exuding the smell of sunshine and warmth.
Even the people here are gentle and non-aggressive.
“Fuck shit! My stuff is still in Gotham!” The owner of a car stuck on the road honked his horn and cursed wildly.
Of course, there are exceptions to everything.
“Idiot! If the blockade continues at this time, all the goods I spent money to store will be loaded onto the rotten truck!” The driver of the truck next to him also honked his horn frantically to express his dissatisfaction.
There is more than one exception.
The blaring sound of horns echoed around the entrance to the bridge but faded as police fired warning shots.
“Hey, buddy, what’s your cargo?” The truck driver lowered his head and asked the car driver next to him, who obviously had a much uglier expression than him.
“LSD!” The car driver gritted his teeth, his expression angry and a little crazy.
LSD is a powerful hallucinogen that can cause severe hallucinations and mental confusion after taking it. It is a very profitable drug.
“Damn it! I make a living from the profits flowing out of Gotham. This time, all the goods are in Gotham and I can’t get any of them!” His eyes were bloodshot and he looked at the alert policeman with a ruthless look on his face.
“Don’t be impulsive! Don’t be impulsive!” The truck driver tried to comfort her: “This is Metropolis, and Superman is still here.”
The car driver looked up and saw a blue figure vaguely on the clouds. He pounded the steering wheel in frustration and cursed “fuck”.
There is a saying that goes, when you see someone who is more anxious than you, you will not be so anxious anymore.
Likewise, when the truck driver saw someone who was even more annoyed than himself, he was no longer so angry. He even lit a cigarette, exhaled a puff of gray smoke, and made small talk:
“Dude, you’re not from the Metropolis.”
“My Gotham.”
The truck driver immediately showed a look of understanding.
“Don’t look that damned face!” The limo driver was furious at him. “Damn it, this is just another one of your Metropolitan stereotypes of Gotham people, isn’t it?”
“Um…” The truck driver blinked innocently: “I’m from Blüdhaven.”
Blüdhaven is also a neighboring city of Gotham. Batman’s first Robin is now the superhero of Blüdhaven: Nightwing.
Thinking of this origin, the car driver looked at him for a moment and was not so angry anymore.
It’s not that his superhero identity is in jeopardy, it’s mainly because Nightwing’s butt is too conspicuous, and it’s easy to tell that this thing once worked as Robin.
“There have been so many big things happening in Gotham recently. How about we not seeing Nightwing anymore?” the Gotham driver said to the Bludhaven driver with a gloating look.
“Someone is patrolling for him, but you’re right, you can tell it’s not him just by looking at his butt.” The truck driver tapped off the ash from his cigarette and didn’t care.
The car driver sneered, then pointed at the container on the truck and said, “What are you carrying here?”
“Relief supplies.”
“Wow.” The car driver said sarcastically, “What a kind man.”
The truck driver smiled and said, “A first aid kit consisting of medical gauze, band-aids, sterile cotton balls, alcohol, bandages, painkillers, anti-inflammatory drugs… How much do you think it costs?”
First aid kits usually cost around thirty dollars.
“With the way things are in Gotham nowadays…three hundred dollars?”
“five hundred.”
The car driver looked at the truck driver in surprise and couldn’t help but sigh: “What a huge profit.”
“This thing costs at most fifteen dollars, and the profit is thirty times.”
“Besides people like me who sell medical resources, those around you who want to enter Gotham are either selling emergency food or guns and ammunition… They are all taking advantage of the chaos in Gotham now, and their sales are more expensive than the other.” The truck driver’s expression quickly calmed down:
“It’s just that we can’t get into Gotham right now, no matter how much money we have.”
But if he could make it to Gotham, the profits wouldn’t be that high.
Our Master Wayne never makes money from war. He is a benevolent capitalist – although he himself has lost his basic personal freedom and privacy.
While Gotham was under lockdown, the emergency supplies prepared for the “Last Laugh” project were delivered precisely to everyone.
The drinking water and food that can last for at least three months have stabilized the mood of the people of Gotham, who already have a hoarding habit.
The order is also more controllable.
The only thing that is uncontrollable is the group of clown-killing gangs who are fighting for no apparent reason.
Although the birds were confused at first, they soon discovered that something was wrong.
But there is a saying that goes, “Wherever public opinion points, people will attack.”
At this point, killing the Joker Gang is like dropping mud on your pants – it’s shit at least.
This group of victims, who only wanted to restore the death penalty in Gotham and remove the mentally ill from the exemption list, have borne an unparalleled huge scapegoat.
This is probably the time when Gotham’s forces are the most united. The police, the mayor, and the businessmen are working together to completely eradicate them.
The miserable people had no place to hide and died unexpectedly one after another.
This again shows the absurdity of this city.
While the real criminals were alive, they were lazy, ignorant, and indulged themselves, allowing Gotham to fall into the abyss and shouting their own greatness above the ruins.
But now they are sharp, wise and intelligent, standing on the moral high ground to condemn the corruption of the city.
…
But we came to the conclusion not long ago that the city can no longer withstand any unexpected events – even salvation.