Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Is Chapter 540 about to explode?
Just around noon today, Shenhai passed by a seafood restaurant.

He walked into the store and didn't feel like he had entered an ordinary department store or butcher shop. If he had to describe it in one word, it would be a den of iniquity.

Every time he entered a seafood restaurant or similar place, he could hear thousands of aquatic animals moaning and howling inside. Some were frozen in ice, others were dismembered into chunks and slices of meat, and the smell of their own kind's flesh and blood filled the entire space. At first, it drove him crazy and made him want to vomit, but he gradually got used to it.

These things gave him the same feeling as walking into a bloody slaughterhouse. Limbs and internal organs were displayed on the counter, and skulls and brains were boiled in a pot, while everyone around him ignored them. The shop owner would hold down a struggling prey and chop it with a knife while smilingly asking him how many kilograms he wanted to buy.

Deep Sea saw a lobster in the store. The lobster begged him to take it away from this hellhole, so he told the clerk that he wanted to buy the lobster.

The clerk readily agreed and promptly chopped up the lobster, put it in a bag, and handed it to Shenhai.

Everything in sight strongly emphasized to him one thing: you are an anomaly.

It was from that time that Deep Sea realized that he had both human and fish parts. Unfortunately, he could not give up either part: he was reluctant to leave the technological life of human civilization and live alone in the sea; but every time he was in New York, he saw many things he hated and talked to the fish on the shelves and became familiar with them.

Therefore, he lived a life of immense suffering.

Have you thought it through?

The masked man spoke again, interrupting Deepsea's thoughts: "Walter pays you a multi-million dollar annual salary, not so you can run around rescuing fish. Your promotional ads for Oceania are still printed on billboards outside; isn't a life of extravagance more important than a dolphin?"

"Perhaps I should have found a place where no one eats fish to become a superhero. Or maybe I shouldn't have been born as a superhero at all."

Shenhai sighed and hoisted the dolphin back onto his shoulder.

“I’ve made up my mind. I’m going to save them. As for Walter, he’s not that important. The good news is that at least Homelander is gone now, so I don’t have to worry about him splitting me in two with his heat vision.”

"Then, I will help you."

Ma Zhaodi got up from beside the glass curtain wall and walked off the field.

"Throw it back into the pool. It's not time to act yet. I'll give you a chance, it just depends on whether you're as carefree as you say."

"what chance?"

Shen Hai wanted to ask more questions, but the masked man's figure had already disappeared into the night.

After a moment's thought, Shenhai gritted his teeth and finally threw the dolphin back into the pool, choosing to believe the stranger's words.

The reason is simple: the dolphins told him that they understood what this person was saying—in other words, this person might have the same superpower as them, being able to talk to fish.

Could he be one of them?

Unbeknownst to Shen Hai, he had simply taken advantage of the darkness to climb over the wall of Ocean Park and then drove away from Ocean Land.

As for surveillance—he only came here once and didn't actually do anything, so the people at Oceania won't come to Vought for the group of eight over something like this.

Ma Zhaodi rode his three-wheeled motorcycle back to the Black Robe Squad's base. After entering the house, he found that two people were missing.

"Huh?" he asked in confusion, "Where did the butcher and the breast milk go?"

"The butcher went to negotiate with Susan Rayner—she's his old flame, and she might not be back tonight."

Franky replied, "The evidence and witnesses are all there, so of course we have to go and negotiate immediately. He's been waiting for this day for a long time, and he won't stop until he's brought Homelander to his knees."

"Where's the breast milk?" "He went home to be with his wife. He hasn't been home for two days. If he doesn't go back today, his wife might become his ex-wife."

"."

Ma Zhaodi tried hard to keep a straight face, turned on his computer, and edited several news articles and emails.

Dozens of dolphins brutally abused? Oceania marine park shows no respect for life!

"WOT's partner is suspected of financial trouble! Deep-sea company personally endorses 'Ocean Land,' but fish are starving in the park?"

"Walter took the money without doing any research; why is the deep sea, which knows the most about fish, completely ignorant of what's happening in the ocean?"

Multiple animal rights organizations protested against Walter, emphasizing that dolphin lives matter too!

Interspersed with carefully fabricated images by the three-wheeled vehicle, including but not limited to images of dolphins lying listlessly on the shore, struggling to leap out of the pool, and even images of them floating belly up on the water like a dozen dead fish.

It highlights a sense of tragedy and shock, emphasizing that "we are all trying our best to live."

Of course, if these things were taken out individually, they would at most cause Walter some minor trouble, and the impact would subside after a while, but it is not a card to be played alone.

“Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down”

The phone rang again, and Ma Zhaodi picked it up and answered.

"Who?"

"I."

The Butcher's voice came from the other end: "I've already reached an agreement with the CIA. They've agreed to all our demands, since Homelander has already been killed. However, they still require you to introduce Superman to them—this isn't part of our deal. They said they're willing to give you some benefits; you can name your own terms."

"Anymore?"

"That witness, the only remaining remnant of the Shining Glory—it'd better send him there tonight. The longer it goes on, the more things might go wrong; they want to interrogate him overnight."

"They're moving pretty fast. At this rate, they could be arresting people from Vought International by tomorrow?"

"The CIA has been fed up with Walter for a long time, and the members of Congress are practically jumping up and down because of that bill. They're just waiting for a reason to take action—didn't you guess it already? They even said there would be two big news stories tomorrow. What's the second one?"

"You'll find out the second one tomorrow."

Ma Zhaodi stood up again: "Where is the location? I'll just take the witness there, and I'll finish what I'm doing right away."

The butcher gave a location, and Ma Zhaodi didn't waste any time. He immediately drove over, humming a song, to hand over the man.

Susan looked to be about the same age as Butcher, with that sinister, ruthless, and cold-blooded look that was unique to intelligence agencies. Although she was far inferior to Batman, Ma Zhaodi couldn't help but sigh and say that people like Butcher and Susan were a match made in heaven.

The process of sending the person away went smoothly, and Ma Zhaodi even had a talk with Susan.

"You want to know Superman, I want to find someone else, is that fair?"

"no problem."

(End of this chapter)