Martin Variety in American Comics.

Chapter 526: The War of Public Opinion Begins (Please subscribe and read, monthly ticket recommendation!)
When people heard the word "adjournment", few left.

Most people are considering how to face their teammates after this notice is issued, especially those young people who grew up in the United States.

"This is really troublesome. My laboratory has just been built and it's going to be ruined!"

Barry was closest to Martin and couldn't help but complain to him.

"Haven't you already adjusted the personnel in your lab? Besides, your lab is a contract-based one. If someone wants to leave, can't they just pay compensation?"

When Barry heard Martin say this, he wanted to pounce on him, grab his neck and strangle him to death.

"It's easy for you to say. Adjusting the ongoing scientific research projects is not that easy. I have just started. Besides, where are the families of the core members who are willing to go with us?"

"These are the things I need to consider, you just need to convince people!"

Since Martin made this decision, he has of course done the corresponding work. While they were meeting, several departments established in the new city had already taken action to prepare for the next plan.

"All right!"

After Martin finished speaking, he stood up and started to chase people away one by one.

"Don't just sit here any longer. Go down and inform everyone of the news. If you have any questions, discuss them with everyone."

"Please spare me!"

"How about you speak for us? This kind of thing is really hard to talk about!"

The crowd, who had been silent at first, immediately surrounded Martin and started to complain, clasping their hands together and almost kneeling down to kowtow to him.

"Stop!"

Martin raised his hand to stop these people from continuing to act like a rogue, and said, "I really can't do anything to you. I can directly issue an order to inform everyone of the alliance's decision. But how to convince everyone depends on your brains and mouths."

"I allow some people to leave. It is understandable that they don't want to break up with their hometown and relatives. But they must write a formal application to withdraw from the alliance. They can't just leave like a child without saying anything."

When everyone heard Martin say this, they knew that this was the limit of his tolerance.

No matter how much they ask for, there won't be any better solutions. Most of these people were brought by them. It would be unreasonable from any angle to ask others to come forward.

After figuring this out, everyone left the meeting room in a group and entered the room assigned by Clark.

Of course, this kind of thing couldn't be handled in a small meeting, so Clark divided the meeting into several large venues based on the origins of the various teams.

Soon, several meeting places became noisy, and some people who could not accept Martin’s decision began to insult him directly.

Barbara and the others all stood on Martin's side and started a verbal battle with those who opposed it, and the intensity of the argument became increasingly intense.

If the elders of the Justice League were not here, these people might have rushed directly to Martin and explained the pros and cons.

"Is it really okay to go on like this?"

Clark looked at the records sent from several venues and felt overwhelmed.

After only an hour of arguing in several venues, one-tenth of the people had already left. Although they were persuaded to go to the rest area, anyone with a little bit of common sense would know that they would not give up.

"They can't understand what we are going to do, so there is no point in them staying. This meeting will last for a few more days, so as long as they don't run around or talk nonsense, it will be fine."

Martin is watching the plans submitted by various departments and giving guidance on them.

Martian Manhunter is his assistant. Arthur was supposed to come too, but he had to deal with the matters of the Saltwater Kingdom and the Justice League, so he had to come later.

The young people who have been active in the United States have strong opinions on this decision, but the members of the Alliance in the New City have made a decision after seeing the tragic situation in the Third World. Even if they decide to withdraw, they are willing to have their memories erased in order to preserve the secrets of the Justice League.

Of course, there are only a few people willing to quit. In such a large new city, there are only less than a hundred of them.

"Don't let your imagination run wild. Believe that Barbara and Dick can handle the situation."

Martin waved the plans, drawing Clark back to the task at hand.

At the same time, Diana had dealt with the mountain settlement in Myanmar controlled by the CIA. After taking them in, she sent people to develop an antidote and sent the three kidnappers back to the new city.

Then, she began to take over the defense of the new city, adjusted the troop ratio of the new city, and began to plan the defense system.

In faraway America, Bruce appeared silently in the basement of Wayne Manor with a Mother Box. Looking at the Batcave he built with his own hands, he felt that everything had changed.

After not seeing them for many days, he found that he was no longer accustomed to the darkness and loneliness he had spent in for ten years. He began to miss the times of bickering with Martin and the others, and the time of working with the alliance members.

"It turns out Batman is also a greedy person!"

Bruce raised his left hand, and the light leaked through his fingers and shone on his face. It didn't sting his eyes, but made him feel that it was not warm enough.

"Master Bruce!"

Bruce heard Alfred's voice, turned around, looked at the old man who raised him, smiled and said, "Alfred, this is the first time I noticed that your hair has turned so white!"

Alfred originally wanted to say "Welcome home", but when he saw the smile on Bruce's face, his eyes instantly became wet.

He didn't want Bruce to see him crying, so he turned his head away.

"Hey, Master Bruce, everyone grows old. I just want to be with you for a few more days..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt himself being hugged by Bruce.

"I should be the one accompanying you. Diana is right. Maybe I should find a wife for myself! The Wayne family mansion is indeed too desolate."

"Oh, Master Bruce, am I dreaming?"

Alfred's eyes widened, unable to believe that these words came from Bruce's mouth.

"of course not."

Bruce smiled and promised the old butler that he would definitely find someone he loved to marry.

"Are you in any trouble?"

Alfred's eyes immediately became sharp. He thought of Bruce's kidnapping, and anger rose in his heart. He didn't act like a man in his sixties at all.

"You're still as sharp as ever, Alfred."

Bruce let go of the old butler, took him to sit down, and said seriously: "Martin is tired of playing this boring game with those politicians. He wants to make a clear distinction between his position and that of the United States and dig out Savage."

"At this moment, in the new city, he is holding a meeting to inform all alliance teams and alliance allies operating in the United States of this news."

"Mr. Martin, you often do unexpected and shocking things like this!"

Alfred had anticipated Martin's attitude towards the United States, so he was not surprised. He was just concerned about Bruce. "Aren't you going to attend such an important meeting in person?"

"The core forces of the alliance are all in the new city. Those alliance members have gone through hardships and have formed a true collective. The teams in the United States need further screening. From this perspective, the meeting is important, but the participants are not important."

Bruce leaned back in his chair, his face serious, and he kept calculating the situation in his mind.

"I don't need to attend such a meeting. By comparison, it is more important to understand what is going on in Washington."

"for example?"

Alfred used to mock Bruce because of his gloom, but now, the old man only obeys and cares for Bruce.

"For example, how many spies does Washington have in these peripheral organizations? Who are the people who are working with Savage in the conspiracy? How many of the bastards who are standing by and watching will take advantage of the Justice League?"

Bruce's plan was actually aimed at Washington. As long as he could stop their counterattack, no matter how many spies there were, they would not be able to escape the eyes of the Martian Hunter.

"The situation in Washington is quite complicated, I don't know it yet. But the situation inside the Wayne Group is very complicated, and many people can't wait!"

Alfred thought of some people within the group and a sneer appeared on his face.

"Let them dance!"

Bruce doesn't care about the people inside the group at all. The root of the Wayne Group is actually the Wayne family. As long as he withdraws, this international chaebol will be left with only an empty shell.

He said to Alfred: "I will take care of Washington affairs. You will take care of the family assets and transfer them all to the control of the Union."

Alfred didn't react when he heard both words, even though he knew how wealthy the Wayne family was.

According to the practice of the so-called "aristocratic families", one should hedge one's bets and engage in speculation.

But Bruce is the only one in the Wayne family, and the few little birds in the Bat family have all flown into the Justice League. Even if they want to speculate, they can't find anyone, not to mention that Alfred only cares about his little Bruce, not the damn Wayne family.

"I'll go now!"

Alfred stood up and left. After walking a few steps, he turned around and asked, "You are going to stay in the Batcave. Do you want me to prepare some refreshments for you?"

"If necessary, I can do it myself, you don't have to worry."

Bruce responded to the old butler's concerns gently.

Alfred knew that he was a clumsy and unrefined person in his daily life, so he kept on talking about the key points of making tea.

"Alfred!"

Bruce raised his voice slightly and said to him with a smile: "You don't have to worry about my safety. As long as I hold on to this Mother Box, I can open the sonic boom channel and leave the Batcave at any time, or teleport Martin to protect me!"

“Yes, you have a lot of friends now, and I don’t have to worry about your safety anymore!”

Alfred was in a trance, then left the Batcave with a smile to deal with the Wayne family's assets.

Bruce turned around and placed the Mother Box in his hand on the platform of the supercomputer. The cube split into a Rubik's Cube, a pure white light flashed, and then waves of data flowed into the Batcomputer.

"Password verification begins!"

He entered the password using voice, passed the voiceprint verification, then tested the pupils and blood, and then the deep database of the Batcomputer was opened.

A moment later, Gideon's pure white face with blurred male and female features appeared on the computer: "Mr. Wayne, Gideon is at your service!"

"Gideon, let's get started! Let's give these guys some public opinion attacks first, so that they know that my affairs are not so easy to spread rumors."

Bruce had already figured out how to deal with Washington's group and gave the order with confidence.

"What kind of public opinion do you want me to create on the Internet?"

Gideon did not act on his own, but waited for Bruce's orders.

"Let's start with Win Myint's life-long service to the CIA! The American people have always loved conspiracy theories, and when there's a whiff of it, they'll gradually add fuel to the fire!"

"Yes!"

After receiving the order, Gideon created a large number of secondary accounts with complete records on the Internet, falsified their ages to be over 40 years old, and began to publish corresponding videos and articles.

This day is destined to be an exciting day for the United States.

In the morning, they heard about Bruce Wayne's mysterious disappearance in Burma, and all the mainstream media suggested that Bruce was Batman.

This great liberal capitalist wanted to return to the embrace of the United States and no longer endorse the childish behavior of the Justice League, so he was persecuted by the Justice League and the University of East Asia.

Once the rumor that this rich man disguised himself, acted as a hero, and was finally persecuted by the enemy for his country spread, it caused an explosion of public opinion, and this news was spread in the mainstream media around the world.

Before two o'clock in the afternoon, a large amount of news about the CIA hiring mountain people to do dirty work spread on the Internet. There were pictures, articles and the truth, which caused quite a stir.

But this is only spread among conspiracy theory groups and has not entered the public eye.

After all, it is Southeast Asians who are suffering, not whites or African Americans or even South Americans.

Then the Americans don’t bother to care.

After all, Asians have the lowest status among Americans, and even Asians themselves don't care about such things.

But soon, some people who claimed to be veterans came forward and claimed that the CIA had withheld the retirement benefits that should have been given to the veterans to support these "savages" living in Southeast Asia.

This is of course nonsense. No matter how powerful the CIA is, it is impossible for it to interfere in the military's finances. The military's generals are not dead.

But it is this kind of lies that has irritated the sensitive nerves of Americans and caught up with the trend of American conservatism. It has triggered a lot of discussion, and in fact, all kinds of conspiracy theories are flying around.

When the mainstream media began trying to restore the rhythm on the evening news, the public opinion fermented on the short video platform for several hours and evolved into a version of "politicians hate Batman and the CIA directed and acted it out."

Under the courageous revelations of some "patriots", these opinions even began to insinuate certain members of Congress.

In an instant, the American public opinion field became shrouded in dark clouds, and people with a keen sense of smell sensed that a storm was coming.

"Mr. Wayne, are you sure these names are the ones behind this?"

Gideon was worried that stating the name too bluntly, telling the truth, might cause some kind of backlash.

"After I disappeared, these few people jumped the most, clamoring to liquidate the Justice League. Even if they were not the masterminds, they deserved to be involved in this storm."

PS: Internet public opinion is not as powerful as everyone thinks. It is mainly because netizens are too powerless in reality and their voices are not long-lasting.

(End of this chapter)