Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 1 Who on earth would want to find a legal job in Gotham

Chapter 1 Who on earth would want to find a legal job in Gotham

Cold, shaking.
There was a clanging sound in his ears, and the vibration of the ground made Ma Zhaodi, who was in a daze, feel a pain in the back of his head.

"Sir."

Between half asleep and half awake, it seemed as if a voice was echoing around me again and again.

Who is this?
"Sir!"

Who is this voice calling?

me?

"Wake up! Sir!"

The cold and damp air rushed into Ma Zhaodi's nostrils. The air seemed to carry a hint of blood and a strange sense of danger.

This breath seemed to be able to reach the soul directly from the nasal cavity. Ma Zhaodi's mind became clear in an instant as if it was pulled to the surface from the deep sea.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

No, not the ceiling.

The ground was shaking rhythmically and there were clanging sounds. The thick dark clouds outside the window were also moving at high speed. There were rows of seats on both sides, and he was lying in an aisle between the seats.

I'm on a train.

But why am I in a place like this?
Ma Zhaodi, who had just woken up, supported himself on the ground and sat up. Surrounding him were rows of empty train seats and a conductor standing beside him.

"Sir, Are You All Right?"

Why would a foreign flight attendant ask me questions in English?
When the hell did I get on a foreign train?

No, no, I wasn't on the train.
Ma Zhaodi shook his head vigorously, trying to make sure that everything in front of him was not an illusion.

Unfortunately, everything before his eyes seemed extremely real. The slightly chilly air, the cold train sheet metal, the scratches and damaged details on the train carriages, and the roaring sound of the train all proved to him the reality of this world.

"But wasn't I staying up late to write?"

Ma Zhaodi tried hard to recall his last memory. It seemed that he was too sleepy while typing and fell on the keyboard.

Maybe I fell asleep from staying up too late and am dreaming now. Or is it that some boring variety show crew is playing a prank on me?
He thought so.

While thinking, Ma Zhaodi stood up and sat in the seat next to him. At this time, the flight attendant was still asking him about his situation. Seeing that the Asian passenger remained silent, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Of course, there is nothing to be afraid of for ordinary passengers, but the train only has one last stop left, the terminal.

That terminal is called Gotham.

It's possible for normal people to go to Gotham City, but it's unlikely for normal people to go to Gotham City.

He gritted his teeth and asked again, but the passenger still didn't respond. He just stared at him with a strange look.

The look was extremely creepy. After just one glance, the flight attendant could no longer withstand the psychological pressure. He said sorry and fled.

Ma Zhaodi saw the attendant leave, then turned around and looked at the train window on one side. Through the slightly misty glass, he could see the gray sky outside, the dark city under the rain clouds, the tall clock tower, the high-rise buildings, the weird Gothic architecture, and the vaguely visible dirty and low buildings in the distance, as well as the English slogans and signs.

A clock tower? Slums? An English sign?
Judging by the style of these buildings, it is obvious that this city is not in the University of the East.

"What on earth is this for? Is this still China?"

Ma Zhaodi murmured unconsciously.

"Woo——"

Just as he was still wondering why he was dreaming about a foreign country he had never been to, the train whistle blew, and then began to slow down, and then pulled into the platform. Looking at the platform structure he had never seen before, and the blond, blue-eyed Western faces standing beside him, Ma Zhaodi froze by the window.

"Kang Dang"

The train doors opened, and passengers carrying luggage and large and small packages walked out of the carriage and walked towards the platform outside the carriage.

Ma Zhaodi was swept out of the car by the crowd. At this moment, he felt like a rootless duckweed, drifting towards the unknown distance.

"Why haven't you woken up yet? Why haven't you woken up from this dream yet?"

He got off the train in a daze, but after taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and stared blankly at the English platform sign above his head.

Gotham City

"?"

Ma Zhaodi, who originally wanted to deceive himself for a while, was instantly defeated. Although he did not know much English, he had seen some superhero movies and naturally knew the value of this English word.

"God damn it, what kind of wicked bastard made me travel to this hellish place!"

Ma Zhaodi, nearly despairing, covered his face with his hands. He wondered if he would be skinned, torn apart, and devoured by the criminals in the alleys on his first night in this city. As one of the cities with the highest crime rates in the United States, normal people were few and far between, and honest and upright people were practically nonexistent.

If a simple thief were placed in other cities, he would undoubtedly be an ordinary criminal; but if a person in Gotham City only steals and does not rob, kill or set fire, then he is fully qualified to run for the title of a good citizen in Gotham City.

Seventy percent of the people in this city are gangsters. Apart from them, there are some world-class terrorist organizations, world-class killer groups, and the rest are some children, rich people, capitalists, and some lone super criminals, and finally the biggest psychopath in Gotham.

And the world-class unlucky ones are those pure passers-by who know nothing about this city and accidentally stumble into it.

As for the police? There wasn't a single officer in the station who had never worked with gangs or psychopaths. This was a city drenched in darkness, and if there was any place in the city that wasn't shady, it would probably be Ma Zhaodi, who had just arrived.

"Ding"

"The self-made system has been loaded. Please work hard to earn money and become rich through hard work. As the saying goes, money can make all things possible. You will always have the opportunity to continue until you are penniless."

"Current Asset Amount: $7"

"Current mission: Rely on your own hands to find a job in Gotham City and earn your first pot of gold after traveling through time."

“Newbie benefit options are as follows:

Available for purchase:
Basic proficiency in English

Price: $1
Note: How do you spell abandon?

Local identity

Price: $1 per copy

Note: The bosses in Gotham are bosses. All they do all day long is shoot fights and kill people. Nothing else!
Fast life recovery

Price: $1
Note: If it works well, come back and get a 99999% discount next time

Save Point

Price: $1
Note: The salary is 100 million, I can’t afford it next time.”

“Please note that you can only earn assets through legal work, be down-to-earth and work hard to get rich.”

Seeing the system and the contents in the system, Ma Zhaodi's mood went up and down like a roller coaster, with a thousand thoughts in his mind, and finally he could only sigh.

"What kind of lunatic would even think of finding a legal job in Gotham?"

(End of this chapter)

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