Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 322 We are all living with all our might
As the red figure raced around the tornado at high speed once more, tiny golden sparks gradually flickered in the golden light behind him—as Barry's speed increased, the Speed ​​Force finally revealed part of its true form.

He gradually transformed into a human-shaped lightning bolt.

Clyde, at the eye of the storm, wanted to blast Barry away with the high-speed airflow, just like before. He pushed the tornado with all his might, trying to make it even faster, but at this point, Barry was unstoppable.

Dr. Wells looked at the data on the sensors, watching Barry's speed rapidly increase in a matter of seconds, and couldn't help but take off his glasses, a joyful smile appearing in his eyes.

"Ahhhh-"

Amid Ma Dong's hoarse roar, the rapidly spinning airflow collapsed, and shockwaves carrying dust and mud spread outwards—the tornado vanished.

Barry, panting heavily as if he had just escaped death, clutched his knees, unaware that the tornado had blown off his mask; while Joe, in the back of the car, stared wide-eyed at Barry's revealed face.

That superpowered person is my son?!

"Hahaha."

Clyde's voice rang out behind Barry.

"I never expected that there would be someone like me."

Barry looked at him and retorted without hesitation, "No, I'm different from you—you're a criminal."

Looking into Barry's eyes, Ma Dong suddenly understood what he was trying to say: a criminal who gains power is still just a criminal. He can't even be a decent human being, so what right does he have to call himself a god?

So he instinctively picked up the gun, just like he had done countless times before, and wanted to fire a bullet at Barry.

In the end, Clyde Madon is still the same Clyde Madon.

This time, however, he failed to pull the trigger.

Joe instinctively drew his gun, intending to kill Clyde instantly.

But just then, a powerful melody suddenly rang out in the night, sounding like a very special song.

"Life, can you please spare me this once?"

"What's going on?!"

A white beam of light illuminated behind him. Clyde, who was about to fire, was startled by the sudden sound of the car's headlights and turned around sharply, only to be blinded by the dazzling light.

"Rumble--"

Sometimes I'm so tired, but I don't know why I have to keep going.

The huge semi-trailer truck, with its powerful sound system, sped across the farm, the rumbling and vibrations sending shivers down one's spine.

Where the hell did that thing come from?!
At this moment, Qiao was stunned, staring at the truck that had appeared out of nowhere—it was as if the idea had not only entered Ma Dong's mind, but also his own.

Am I dreaming?
By the time his brain finally caught up, the truck had already arrived in front of Clyde at a speed that was almost inhuman, and the music was just coming to an end.

"Wipe away your tears and face the mundane, trivial days—"

Joe yelled at Barry, who was also blinded by the headlights behind Clyde, "Barry, get out of the way!"

"A spoonful of sauce~"

boom!
As he took to the skies, Clyde thought of many things. He thought of the hundreds of thousands of dollars in stolen money he hadn't yet spent, his grand ambition to unify Central City, his near-death experience crawling out of the plane wreckage, the nine months he had spent on the run, and the ecstasy he felt upon discovering his newfound abilities.

Finally, he thought of his brother, Mark Madon.

Mark, he thought to himself, my family who have lived with me for so many years, my brother.

This should have been the person he remembered most vividly, because over the years, it was always Mark, the older brother, who took care of Clyde, the younger brother, and paid the price for his recklessness and temper—people all remember that the Mark brothers were always two people.

Have I forgotten my brother? How could I forget him?

In the last moment before his thoughts stalled, Clyde's brother's face flashed through his mind.

Boom boom——

The Clyde had no effect on the truck's speed whatsoever. With a smooth and graceful turn, it drove right past Barry. When Barry's retina finally returned to normal and he turned around, all he could see was the trail of dust it had kicked up.

Inside the car, Ma Zhaodi glanced at Clyde, who had landed in the rearview mirror, and asked the system, "How did it go? Did you successfully smuggle yourself into the other world?"

[The smuggling has been successful. Clyde will be sent into your universe and his avatar will be generated at the designated location—Gotham City Prison.]

"Great. The factory has replenished its workforce, Gotham City has new cattle and horses, Central City has one less super-powered criminal, and the three-wheeled vehicle has finally gotten its head. We all have a bright future."

Ma Zhaodi thought about how he had done a win-win-win situation and couldn't help but hum softly.

"This truck mode is so cumbersome, Old Ma, I don't want to use this mode again."

"Stop messing around. I spent 20,000 to add this form for you. Putting aside the fact that there are a bunch of super-powered criminals waiting to be reincarnated into another world in the future, even if I stop setting up a stall in the future, at least I can still make some money by having you haul goods."

As the man and the vehicle conversed, the truck's body began to fold and deform again. Within seconds, the massive vehicle transformed back into a small motorcycle. The three-wheeled vehicle then switched to silent mode, and the blue-black motorcycle truly blended completely into the night.

Using the dump truck form wasn't a decision Ma Zhaodi made on a whim. Since acquiring the Silly Cat and the Three-Wheeled Car, he could gradually loosen up his grip a bit. After all, Reverse Flash couldn't kill him in one hit anymore, and even if he were, the cat could revive him with the Cat Truck.

[You have assisted in advancing the timeline within this universe, helping Barry Allen "kill" Clyde, and your connection to this universe has increased by 5%.]

"I have to kill twenty monsters for you to complete one compatibility quest." Ma Zhaodi rolled his eyes: "This universe is all about getting something for nothing."

[Please note that according to the original timeline of the universe, some characters who should be captured cannot die in this universe, and some characters who should die cannot survive in this universe. Please carefully examine the requirements given in the mission.]

“I’ll try my best.” Ma Zhaodi pursed his lips: “Traveling through timelines is what causes misfortune, but I’m using the ‘present’ to expand the future. If there’s a good ending, I have no reason to choose a bad one.”

"Barry, Barry? How's the situation on your end? Why aren't you saying anything?"

The doctor asked somewhat nervously during the call, "And why is there a sound coming from your end? Has something passed by?"

"what?"

At this moment, Barry was still staring blankly in the direction where the truck had disappeared. It wasn't until a moment later that he belatedly replied.

"Ah, I'm done for here. Clyde is finished."

“But… I don’t know how to explain what just happened to you,” Barry continued, somewhat conflicted. “But Clyde might have died in a car accident.”

(End of this chapter)