American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 232 A Crisis in the Magic World (A Subtle Apology Letter)

Gotham.

The air was filled with a familiar, pungent smell.

If you want to die young from various respiratory diseases, then Gotham City is definitely your best choice for suicide.

On an abandoned high-rise building in Gotham.

The woman stared desperately at the monster in her arms. She was devastated that she had given birth to a monster, but her maternal love prevented her from severing that affection.

She stared at the tall building below her and slowly closed her eyes.

So, torn between fear and love, she chose to die with the monster in her arms.

I moved my feet barefoot, making a scraping sound as I stepped on the stone steps.

"Perhaps I can help you."

A cold, suppressed voice rang out from the only narrow entrance leading to this high-rise building.

A gentle breeze rustled through his robes, and it seemed that without turning around, anyone familiar with Gotham would know who had arrived.

Batman gazed at the woman's slender back.

As a local strongman in Gotham, and with the help of his supercomputer eyes, Batman, who controls most of Gotham's cameras and secretly downloads police population management files, immediately had Alfred access the woman's identity on his communication device.

He stepped forward: "Mena Lott, your husband died suddenly a week ago while working overtime at the Kerbott factory tightening screws. I understand how you feel."

Batman stared intently at the woman's legs, believing she had been broken by the blows of reality.

Therefore, it is essential to keep the other party calm.

"Everything will pass, won't it?"

Batman waved his cape: "I will get back the money that the shady factory owes your husband for his hard-earned money."

"Everything will be alright."

For the first time, the cold-blooded tough guy Batman showed a tender side, speaking softly: "Give me the child."

"I...I don't know!"

The woman raised her voice.

She suddenly turned her head, her eyes filled with tears.

"I can't let this monster live!"

After saying that, she turned and jumped off the tall building!

Her slender frame lost its balance under the inertia of being lifted and dragged, and the swaddled baby slipped from her hands.

The two afterimages fell in different directions like heavy objects whistling through the air.

As a master strategist with top-tier human intelligence, Batman analyzed the current situation in just a few seconds.

He can only save one.

Only one person can be saved.

woman.

Or is it a baby?

"Whoosh."

Reason triumphs over emotion; Batman leaps from the sky, his legs slamming onto the platform like a bat aristocrat, pouncing towards the infant in swaddling clothes.

No wonder he's Batman.

With agile movements, like a gymnast, he tumbled and adjusted his descent angle in mid-air, holding the baby steadily in his arms, while drawing a grappling hook from his belt and shooting it at the high iron tower.

"Snapped!"

The grappling hook wrapped around the iron tower, lifting Batman onto its metal frame like a swing.

Batman silently held the baby tightly, shielding him from the cold wind blowing from all directions.

He looked down at the ground beneath his feet.

At the same moment she saved the baby, the woman also fell from the high-rise building, her head hitting the ground and creating a colorful "mosaic".

"Wow, wow!"

Seemingly sensing its mother's departure, the sleeping baby began to cry.

Looking at the child's exquisitely beautiful face, Batman silently hugged him tighter and murmured, "I'm sorry."

This shouldn't be his responsibility, but Batman still silently chose to take it all on his shoulders.

Because he is Batman, he won't argue, he won't feel wronged, because he is Batman…

.......

Luther Castle.

"Bang!"

Second-floor corridor, outside Gino's room.

Clark was slammed against the wall by Fiona, whose steel-like arms gripped his neck tightly.

"presumptuous!"

The valiant female general coldly stared at Clark: "This is the leader's room. No one may enter without permission!"

"I, cough cough, I'm looking for Gino!"

Clark spoke with difficulty, patting Fiona's arm to signal her to let go: "In military terms, it's intelligence, extremely important intelligence!"

Fiona listened to Clark's words with skepticism.

"what!"

A yawn sounded, and the previously closed door was pushed open. Gino, wearing Mickey Mouse pajamas and a pair of Tom Cat slippers, walked out of the room.

Behind the boy followed Kara, who also looked sleepy, causing Clark to widen his eyes in surprise: "Cousin, cousin?!"

"She insisted on sleeping with me, don't get the wrong idea." Gino glanced at the sleepy-eyed Carla with annoyance: "This is none of your business."

"Go back to sleep."

"Oh." Kara yawned, turned and went into the room, not forgetting to close the door behind her.

"Let go of Clark, Fiona." Gino sighed, looking at Clark who was panting heavily, and helplessly rubbed his forehead. "Tell me, what happened?"

Gino seemed to have anticipated the bad situation, and his nonchalant attitude impressed Clark.

As expected of his best friend, his composure and demeanor impressed him greatly!

Little did people know, Gino was simply used to the routine of the DC world, where small things happened every three days and big things happened every week.

"That's how it is..."

As Clark recounted his story, Gino roughly understood the cause and effect.

"Mr. Gino, this is a communication from Gotham's Batman and Wonder Woman."

The singer, using a cosmic cube to penetrate the room, projected two chat boxes.

"Connected."

The screen flickered, and Batman and Diana's faces appeared on the screen.

"Gino, something terrible has happened!" Diana said urgently.

"I suspect that some people in the world have been subjected to some kind of illusion magic." Batman cut to the chase, stating the issue that Diana wanted to address: people are dying every second, and they don't have much time to waste.

"magic?"

Gino sighed, glanced at Clark, and turned to Batman and Diana, saying, "I'll send Clark and Bart to Gotham to support Batman, and Fiona to London to support Wonder Woman."

"In the meantime, you guys go and rescue people first. I'll find professionals to handle this."

"clear."

"learn."

The two hung up the call.

Let's take action.

Gino glanced at the two of them.

Fiona was a woman of action; without a word, she turned and left the second-floor corridor, intending to fly to London.

Clark felt guilty for causing the trouble and was eager to save the person, so he also quickly left the corridor.

"Sigh." Gino sighed and said to the empty corridor, "Singer, location: Metropolis."

"We need to find someone to do something for us."

"Understood." The singer's cold voice echoed, and a ray of azure light enveloped the boy.

After a flash, Gino found himself standing in a secluded alleyway in the metropolis.

With a light snap of his fingers, Gino drew a pointer to a roundabout and followed it into a dark and filthy alley.

The person he's looking for is right there.

"Click".

Walk to the end of the alley and push open a hidden door.

Stepping into the room filled with thick smoke and ash, he found the person he wanted to see at a four-cornered table.

(End of this chapter)