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Chapter 350 Busy Morning (Please subscribe, read, comment on monthly tickets)

It is difficult to fall asleep when you have a lot on your mind.

Although Martin slept soundly, he opened his eyes early, before the sun came out.

He rubbed his eyes and turned to see Diana still sleeping.

Strangely enough, we never noticed whether Diana wore makeup.

The princess of Paradise Island is of course naturally beautiful. Blessed by the gods, she was born with a beautiful face, but what is even more attractive is the charm in her.

Even Martin was affected by Diana's charm when he first saw her. In the following meetings, he would pay special attention to her charm.

However, after they confirmed their relationship, Martin no longer did that and willingly let himself be captured by Diana's charm.

This can be considered a little bit of fun between the two of them.

Diana was sleeping soundly, resting her head on Martin's arm, completely defenseless.

As if she sensed the movements of the people around her, she moved her body and lay on her side. The quilt slid down her arm, revealing her delicate collarbone.

She was not wearing any overly revealing pajamas. The silk pajamas she was wearing were semi-transparent, revealing Diana's slightly brown skin.

"I don't want to be a beast, nor do I want to be someone worse than a beast!"

Martin laughed at himself in his heart and carefully pulled his arm out from under Diana's head.

Her hair was like black satin, soft, delicate and smooth, and Martin pulled his arm out without much effort.

Diana's head fell into the soft pillow. She did not wake up, but she shook her head gently twice before she calmed down.

Martin carefully pulled up the quilt, stared at Diana's makeup-free face, exclaimed a few words about her flawlessness, then put on his slippers and left the bedroom silently.

He walked through the corridor and noticed that his home had not changed much today. It was just the same as when his parents first bought it.

"Death is still powerful!"

Martin raised his right hand. The tattoo totem had disappeared, but he didn't need to concentrate to see, hear, and feel something special.

This is the blessing that death has given him. Even without development, he has already revealed extraordinary special abilities.

At least, there was no dirt or odor on his body, so he didn't have to take a shower.

But Martin was not in a hurry to develop this blessing. He stretched and walked towards the kitchen, and saw Bruce, wearing a black silk bathrobe, busy in the kitchen.

"My bed is so uncomfortable, why did it make you get up so early?"

Martin smiled and joked, Bruce was unwilling to relax.

He sat in the restaurant, grabbed a chair and sat down, watching Bruce, the burly man, cooking with a stern face. He felt an extreme sense of contrast.

"Didn't you get up from the bed early this morning? You have a beauty in your arms, but you didn't even lie down for a while. And I didn't hear any sound from you last night. Are you guys incapable?"

After being teased by Martin, Bruce, who was like an iceberg, melted a little and attacked directly from the lower three directions.

"Hey, smile more! You are not alone now. With us here, you don't have to be as bitter and resentful as before."

Martin didn't care at all about Bruce's attacks on his lower body.

The so-called sex is nothing more than a collision of bodies. With his ability to control his body, even if he had no identity, he could fight with Diana for a week, not to mention something like that in bed.

However, the word "sex" and "love" are inseparable. Without emotion as a relay, the simple physical collision is actually quite disgusting. It looks like two big worms are constantly entangled.

Putting aside the meaning of using money to buy control over other people's bodies, there is actually no difference between prostitution and masturbation.

In comparison, the latter is more noble, at least he can do it with his own hands and does not exploit the woman's body.

"Don't change the subject. When are you going to take the final step with Diana?"

Bruce placed a plate of ham sandwiches and scrambled eggs in front of Martin, earning a glare from him.

"You can't let Diana take the initiative towards you! Believe me, that won't end well. I have a lot of experience in this regard."

"Stop talking. Everyone knows that you have a rich love history. There's no need to show off in front of me."

"I regret making you cheerful. You should just go back to being the Batman with a cold face all the time!"

Martin pushed the overly simple breakfast away and shooed Bruce out of the kitchen.

"There's nothing urgent today, why are you making this kind of fast-food breakfast?"

Martin put on his apron and set to work.

He doesn't think there is anything wrong with European and American fast food. For busy workers and office workers, as long as the food tastes good and can fill their stomachs, it's enough.

As for considering the exquisiteness of the dishes, that is something you should consider after you have money.

"Honestly, what on earth were you thinking?"

Bruce didn't insist on helping. He sat on the chair that Martin had pulled over and continued gossiping.

Martin shook his head. "Even if I really want to sleep with Diana, it has nothing to do with you, an old pervert. You can't even handle the women around you, how dare you talk about me!"

He said, and without looking back threw an apple at Bruce's face.

"Young man, don't hit someone in the face. I have to attend a meeting of the group today. If my face is disfigured, things will be difficult to handle."

Bruce caught the apple, took a bite, and his expression became serious.

"Seriously, what should we do next?"

Martin kept talking, and asked, "What do you think about immigration?"

"Wow, are you going to talk about such an explosive topic right away?"

Bruce chewed the apple slowly. He had certainly considered immigration.

Although Gotham has been rated as the worst city in the United States for decades, its population has not decreased over the years but has increased instead. One important reason for this is immigration.

Africa, South America, Middle East, Southeast Asia
Wherever the big hand of Laomei reaches, war will spread. People with nowhere else to go are forced to leave their hometowns and cross the oceans to Europe and Laomei.

Other places have more or less restrictions on immigration, but Gotham is rotten enough. The government doesn't care about these things at all. No matter how many immigrants come, the city government doesn't care.

Anyway, most of them ended up rotting in that damn place called Gotham.

"We won't talk about the deeper issues for now. Let's just say that after these immigrants land, they can't speak English, they don't have any labor skills, they only have a body, and they want to sell their labor, but they also have the huge obstacle of the trade union standing in their way."

"With nowhere else to go, immigrants from all over the world can only band together and maintain their existence through gang formation. Men risk their lives to fight for territory, and women sell their bodies. The lucky ones may get a green card in return, but the unlucky ones may die at any time."

"You should know these situations better than me."

As Martin spoke, he had already prepared dishes, cooked porridge, and started preparing staple foods such as steamed buns and fried dough sticks. "Do we have to start with immigration?"

Bruce was aware of what Martin said, so he was a little hesitant.

Although there are loud calls for the United States to expel immigrants, if there were no immigrants willing to work illegally, the cost of employment in the city would suddenly increase, and who knows how many stores would close down overnight.

American citizenship is still very valuable, otherwise it would not be able to attract young and middle-aged people from third world countries to risk their lives to cross the border illegally.

"The two parties are now fighting fiercely and have directly torn the bottom line in the fight for political resources. If we get out now, will they not turn their guns and use us as targets?"

"Where did you think you were?"

Martin steamed the buns, washed his hands, took off his apron, sat opposite Bruce, and said in a deep voice: "I never told you to participate in the election. Even if you join, you can't win over those political veterans."

"I mean, let's try a different approach and stop thinking about fighting."

Martin raised an eyebrow, but Bruce didn't react.

The head of the Wayne family was accustomed to mobilizing the almost unlimited resources at his disposal at any time. It was hard for him to organize a group of strangers from scratch without any funding. That smart brain couldn't figure it out.

"We can set up some mutual aid organizations to help those immigrants learn English and acquire labor skills. With these foundations, at least they will not be desperate to join gangs."

After Martin started talking, Bruce already had a rough idea in his mind.

Once these immigrants take root in the United States, they will form a completely new group, and no existing group will accept them because the existing pattern has already been formed.

So these people can only seek help from the Justice League.

Although it seems to take many years, it is at least a direction.

"Okay, let's give it a try first. Anyway, the matter in Los Angeles has been dealt with, and the league doesn't have anything big to do next."

Seeing that Bruce accepted his proposal, Martin said nothing more.

Although he also wanted to help Bruce accomplish this task completely, it was obviously impossible.

As for why I chose to immigrate, the reason is very simple.

Excluding those wealthy businessmen with their own assets, 90 percent of the remaining immigrants cannot obtain full citizenship rights and can only rely on assistance from urban and rural areas and work illegally to make a living.

Medical care, security, home purchase, marriage and future schooling for children are all not guaranteed.

And even if you save enough money to buy a green card, you are just a second-class citizen in the eyes of local white people and you cannot make your voice heard at all.

In other words, these immigrants have no choice. If they refuse the help offered by this alliance, no other organization will provide them with the necessary skills teaching to survive in the United States at low cost or even for free.

“Don’t use the Wayne Group to build organizations right away. Our purpose is to enable those people to live a normal life, not just to create beautiful landscapes.”

Martin couldn't help but remind Bruce of this.

There are so many public welfare and charity organizations in Laomei that they have formed a kind of industrial chain that can mass-produce charity landscapes.

When the crowd disperses, nothing useful will be left except chicken feathers on the ground.

Bruce tapped the table twice and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I know those people's tricks better than you do. It won't be a problem to deal with them."

Martin certainly had no doubts about Bruce's abilities.

But this large-scale event involves more than just Bruce. Without the protection of the Wayne Group, how much ability can others display?

Although Martin's overall position is to sympathize with the refugees who come to the United States from war-torn areas, it does not mean that those refugees are all harmless little white rabbits.

In the end, there will definitely be only a few people who are truly willing to follow the Justice League.

After most immigrants have acquired basic production capabilities, they will definitely curry favor with local forces in various places, because the influence of the Justice League is still very limited now.

Those who have traveled across the ocean to China to survive will certainly not tie themselves and their families to a young force just to look legitimate.

Most of the people who will participate in this action in the future are young people. Will they be able to accept this fact at that time and how will they accept it?

It can be said that this matter is a problem that needs to be solved from beginning to end, and it cannot be solved simply by having money.

If the Justice League completes this project, it will be able to become a normal organization that can generate its own blood.

If they fail, they can only retreat and rely on the power of people like Superman and Diana to barely maintain a balance and act as some kind of mascot-like existence.

To be honest, if the Justice League chooses to become the second existence, then the entire prison and even the whole world will put them on the altar and coax them all the time.

But if the alliance chooses the first path, they and the various forces in Laomei will maintain a balance on the surface, but they will become real enemies in private.

The core members of the alliance are no longer children. Even Paris quickly adjusted his thinking after experiencing the Reverse Flash incident.

Martin knew what they would choose, so he hoped to do his part to ease the obstacles in their way.

Woohoo...

The special pot in the kitchen made a harsh sound of steam, and all the buns and other things were steamed.

Martin asked Batman to put breakfast on the table, and then woke up everyone who was sleeping.

Bruce woke up Clark, Arthur and Barry, and the grown men all spoke directly.

When Martin went to call Diana, the young couple inevitably flirted with each other.

After a while of whispering, Martin carried Diana into the bathroom, but he did not follow her in. Instead, he walked towards the dining room.

So, he was teased by everyone.

"Stop making trouble!"

Martin couldn't withstand their attack at first, but Diana soon came out of the bathroom, neatly dressed.

The couple joined forces and left the other people speechless.

Finally, everyone finished the meal chatting and laughing, and Martin also explained to everyone his ideas about the immigrant community and what he was going to do today.

Clark and the others were not fools and immediately understood Martin's intention.

After thinking for a while, I agreed with his idea and expressed my support.

"Just go to the UK without any worries. We will definitely complete this project and ensure that there will be no accidents."

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