Godslayer in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 75 Picking Up a Cat, Family

The Gotham War is over.

The grand aftershocks still linger.

Compared to the original "The Dark Knight Rises," this is more like "Batman: The Rise of the Death Knight."

Bane's use of a nuclear fusion reactor to hijack a city of 1200 million people was already outrageous enough, but the subsequent zombification was even more absurd.

To avoid panic among people worldwide, the US leadership completely covered up the facts.

Just like the magical theories that "sugar-free means zero calories" or "eating hot pot with ice cubes means no calories," as long as no nuclear bomb is detonated on American soil in full view of the public, then no nuclear bomb has ever been dropped.

Anyway, not many people know about this sinkhole.

No, it should be said that those who knew about it were not ordinary people, and they all fled, which gave the US government a big headache.

Ang didn't know if this highly fantastical battle would prematurely trigger a scenario like "Captain America 3: Civil War." To put it bluntly, it was simply that the government couldn't tolerate these superheroes acting according to their own whims and decided to forcibly recruit them.

At least on the surface, Gotham has returned to calm.

If there's anything significant, it's the change in Wayne Group's shareholding structure.

Alfred informed Bruce Wayne: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wayne, since there is insufficient evidence to prove that your stock investment was an illegal act involving the theft of fingerprints and passwords, and the stock exchange does not admit that its system has vulnerabilities, therefore... your stocks are not coming back."

Bruce was also desperate. He shrugged and said, "So... I'm a poor man now?"

The old butler corrected him: "That's right! You, this 'poor man,' own an estate! More than a dozen luxury cars! And someone provides you with a million dollars in expenses every month."

"..." was left speechless by the butler's retort.

"In fact, Mr. Ang's conditions remain unchanged. If you agree to him changing his surname to Wayne, then he will transfer all voting rights in the stock to your representative, Mr. Lucius Fox. This way, your [Secret Science Department] can continue to operate. If necessary, Mr. Ang even agrees to inject capital into the Wayne Group when necessary."

Batman's face, which always seemed to wear an expression of utter indifference, was now twitching slightly: "Do I even have a choice?"

"Mr. Ang took your original stock and also bought all of Mr. Dagate's stock at a low price from his widow, who was embroiled in the scandal. He now has absolute control of Wayne Enterprises. In fact, I don't think you have any choice unless you give up being Batman forever."

"Bring that kid here."

"Yes, sir!"

A day later, right at the main entrance of the Wayne mansion, Alfred and all the servants under his command lined up on either side of the red carpet. Even though the owner of the house had not approved the old butler's actions, the old butler still greeted Ang with the protocol due to the next head of the household.

"Greetings, Mr. Ang. On behalf of all the servants of the Wayne family, I extend my greetings to you." The old butler, dressed in a suit and tie, seemed to have smoothed out all the deep wrinkles on his face, especially when he saw Ang arrive with Miss Selena Kyle, his satisfaction was even more evident.

"Hello, Mr. Alfred Pennyworth! I admire your loyalty to the Wayne family."

"Thank you so much, this is the greatest compliment I can receive in my life."

Wise people never spell things out.

"I come from the far East, where it's customary to give red envelopes (containing money) when we meet. Please don't mind, it's just a small token of my appreciation."

After saying that, Ang first gave Alfred a... land deed!

It was a detached house on the outskirts of Gotham City, complete with the land title deed.

The old butler was astonished: "This..."

"Loyalty is priceless; any reward should pale in comparison. So please do not refuse."

Ang and the old butler turned their heads and looked at the second-floor window, where a man trying to appear indifferent was staring at them.

Nearby, Louis, Ang's head bodyguard, was handing out red envelopes to each servant. Simply put, each envelope contained ten Franklins.

Bruce's lips twitched slightly.

As expected, only those with money-powered abilities can defeat those with money-powered abilities.

At the door of the Wayne family's ancestral study, Bruce glanced at Selena outside the door, then looked away and closed the door.

The father and the illegitimate child sat down facing each other across the desk.

"Ang, what do you want?" Bruce stared intently at Ang.

"I've said it before, my mother needs an apology."

After a few seconds, or perhaps a minute, of silence, Bruce Wayne finally softened: "I'm sorry to her. I always thought that my marriage to her was a mistake. And you are the further mistake."

The transmigrator didn't really care about his unrelated father.

Just as Wild Dad uttered the words "I'm sorry," the system approved. Feeling the fullness in his soul, Ang naturally wouldn't hold Wild Dad's apology against him: "I accept your apology."

"And then? If one day Kratos commits an unforgivable crime and needs a just trial, what do you think Batman should do?" Bruce put away the little bit of warmth on his face and stared very seriously into Anger's eyes.

Ang rested his elbows on the armrests of the chair, interlaced his fingers on his lower abdomen, and leaned back comfortably.

"There are a hundred different kinds of justice in a hundred people's hearts. If Batman's sense of justice can't tolerate Kratos's way of doing things, then so be it, let's just have a fight. If Batman wins, Kratos goes to jail. If Batman loses, then Batman will most likely hide in his Batcave, painstakingly developing a weapon to deal with Kratos, and then fight again next time."

Bruce's left cheek twitched slightly: "You know a lot about Batman?"

"Perhaps."

I don't care about any fake fathers, I grew up watching your embarrassing past, Grandpa Bat.

Bruce remained silent for a long time before finally saying calmly, "Then let's leave it at that."

Within half a day, the entire United States would know about the power shift at Wayne Enterprises. Of course, this wouldn't cause much of a stir, since both bosses shared the same surname, Wayne. Moreover, once Ang signed the authorization for voting rights, he would only have the right to receive stock dividends and would no longer be able to influence Wayne Enterprises' decisions.

On the way back from the Wayne family mansion, Ang opened the app in the car and quickly demonstrated a 'mini-program'.

Catwoman watched in utter shock as Ang hacked into Gotham City's police system and wiped her file clean.

"You really...did it?" Even now, Selena seemed a little incredulous. Her long-cherished dream of clearing her name had been accomplished so easily.

"I promised you." Ang's nonchalant expression only made him seem more unfathomable.

"I, um... thank you... now we're even. Let's find a place to park, and see you later..." Before she could finish speaking, Ang suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"My dear Miss Catwoman, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"Are you trying to cheat?"

"Cheat? Of course not!" Ang's smile grew even more wicked. "Now you know the true identity of the infamous Kratos, the God of Slaughter. Guess who the best at keeping secrets is in this world?"

"Dead...no! Even the dead don't keep secrets anymore." After witnessing the zombie hero, Catwoman dared not say that the dead were the most secretive people.

However, having spent years in the underworld, she certainly knew those things.

Ang doesn't seem much different from those bastards now.

Faced with this powerful yet ungentlemanly bastard, Selena's face was filled with despair, and every cell in her body seemed to be saying "no."

But what could she do?

Ang suddenly remembered a famous meme from before he transmigrated.

"I found a cat! Family! She wants to come home with me—"

(End of this chapter)