American comics: The off-the-charts random transformation

"Alright, Alfred, I'll go to sleep after I finish processing the data here!"

"I hope you can hurry up, and not be busy until dawn again."

Alfred simply said something and left the Bat Cave to sleep at the manor.

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Chapter 2 Strange things happen every year, but this year there seem to be more than usual.

Time flew by, and the sun had risen over the sea, illuminating Gotham.

The Gotham morning news started promptly at 7:00 AM, and the voice of the television anchor echoed through the Gotham Police Department, which had been busy all night:

"Last night at 9:38 p.m., a huge white wolf appeared at the scene of a fire in the Gotham Riverside Industrial Area. It was spewing blue flames, and a roadside camera captured the video."

The television screen switched to a clip of a giant wolf launching fireballs from its mouth; the terrifying power with which it easily blasted through walls was truly frightening.

"It cannot be ruled out that the wolf started the fire. After the incident, cameras in several other industrial areas also captured images of the giant wolf. Residents in the vicinity are advised to be careful when traveling!"

"Below are Wayne Enterprises' new self-defense products, effectively protecting against wild animal attacks..."

At the Gotham Police Department, newly appointed Commissioner Jim Gordon sat in his office chair and turned off the television.

After watching the TV program, Gordon became increasingly angry. He slammed his fist on his desk. He could already imagine which crazy scientist was up to no good again!

Just thinking about the upcoming newspapers, those guys will definitely take the opportunity to smear this new police station that Chief Gordon has rectified.

"What is the Gotham Police Department doing? What about our safety?", "Fear! Giant wolves on the move!", "Shocking! How to defend against giant wolves!"—Gordon felt a headache just thinking about these newspaper headlines.

"Damn it! Gotham is getting weirder and weirder! A wolf this big can just jump out like that, damn it, why doesn't a sorcerer come and defeat it! Some madman must be doing some crazy biological experiments there again!"

In Gotham, there are quite a few such research fanatics, and Gotham... has a long history of such behavior.

Gordon had reason to suspect that the giant wolf was the creation of some mad scientist!

"Damn it! Are we going to have to rely on Batman again?! If we have to rely on Batman for everything, what's the point of having a police department?!"

Harvey, do you have any thoughts?

Gordon's longtime partner, Harvey Block, also looked displeased. The TV news was just the beginning; the real trouble was yet to come!

He took a sip of coffee, shook his head bitterly, and said with a melancholy expression, "Gotham was first plagued by gangs and psychopathic criminals, and now all sorts of monsters are appearing in Gotham!"

Damn, Gordon, Gotham seems cursed this year! Even I, a local, feel like a stranger here.

We're going to be busy with this. I just took leave! Now I have to work overtime!

"Oh, damn it! Don't even mention Harvey." Gordon could only curse helplessly, "With such a large beast roaming the city, do you dare rest? Catching it as soon as possible is the most important thing!"

Aside from cursing in their hearts, they were helpless. These man-eating creatures roamed Gotham, and no one dared to relax until they were caught!

In places without surveillance, their investigations are a waste of time, just like those mysterious creatures that always disappear where the surveillance cameras can't reach!

Just then, a junior officer quickly knocked on the office door. After Gordon said "Come in," he nervously entered and said to Chief Gordon:

"Chief, there's new information! In the factory that burned down yesterday, there were several bodies that didn't belong to the chemical plant employees. The autopsy report revealed they were Penguin's henchmen!"

"Copperware?! How could it be him?"

Gordon and Harvey Bullock exchanged a glance. Their years of working together made them instantly realize that the Penguin was involved, and there must be a conspiracy behind this!

"What else did you find out?" Gordon continued to ask.

The junior officer leaned close to Gordon's ear and whispered, "Yesterday, the 'cleaner' on the dark web received an urgent order to dispose of bodies at a chemical plant."

"Cleaners" is the term used to refer to people who clean up corpses. The police department also monitors this kind of business. The reason Gordon didn't eliminate this dark web website was to facilitate the investigation!

After all, this is Gotham, and death is the norm here.

In the homes of local tycoons and gangsters, it's almost inevitable that someone will die. These "cleaners" are basically supported by those tycoons and gangsters.

"Okay, I understand! Give the order to have the brothers keep a close eye on the Penguin! Report back immediately if he makes any moves!"

"Yes, Chief Gordon!"

Just after the junior officer left the office, Harvey Block said, "Gordon, there's a big problem!"

“Yes, Harvey, how long has Copport been behaving himself? He’s already causing trouble again! This is not like him.”

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Cobblestone's Iceberg Restaurant.

On the surface, it appears to be Gotham's top-tier private restaurant. In reality, the area led from the restaurant's basement is the truly important area, a veritable entertainment dungeon, and is Penguin Cobblestone's headquarters.

However, this "important area" was now filled with the corpses of thugs, with crimson blood flowing everywhere and the stench of blood permeating the entire area.

Ten masked assassins, dressed in black bodysuits and with white owls embroidered on their faces, surrounded the Penguin.

Their eyes were cold as they stared at the fat, hook-nosed dwarf.

The penguin calmly picked up a wine glass, swirled the red wine in it, and, seemingly unconcerned about the corpses scattered on the ground, calmly drank a glass.

He said, "Your Owl Court has gone too far! This has nothing to do with me."

"Do you really think I, a penguin, can be manipulated at will? Don't forget, I'm the one supplying you with your weapons."

The ten Claw Killers of the Court of Owls didn't react at all. But that was normal; they were just biological weapons created by the Court of Owls! They only obeyed the orders of the Court of Owls, and couldn't speak or negotiate.

Although they couldn't speak, they carried phones. The leader, Elite Claw, put the phone on speakerphone, and the aged voice on the other end played aloud.

"Penguin, descendant of the Copport family, please behave yourself. If you fail to make our deal fall through again, we'll find the next merchant who can make the deal."

You've been under the control of our Owl Court all along. Remember, there won't be a next time, Cobblestone!

"And next time, those claws will take your penguin head off."

"Click, beep beep beep..."

After the call ended, the ten Claw Killers made no unnecessary movements. Under the Penguin's cold gaze, they slipped away silently into the shadows and left the Iceberg Restaurant.

In the entire Iceberg Restaurant, only the gloomy-faced Penguin Cobblestone remained.

Penguins are furious!

This matter had nothing to do with him, but he was dragged into it. He has had dozens of arms deals with the Court of Owls!

For him, yesterday's transaction was just a normal arms deal. It wasn't like he was transporting any rare treasures.

But he never expected something like this to happen! Who on earth is behind this? Who is sabotaging Penguin Man?!

Increasingly angry, Penguin Cobblestone pulled out his phone and contacted his driver Jack, asking him to take him to Arkham Asylum; he needed his old friend's help!

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The Claw Killers moved swiftly through the city's shadows. Today, they weren't just going to take down Penguin Cobblestone; they also needed to deal with a few other gangs that had gotten involved.

Their actions, carried out live, were broadcast in the heart of Gotham's underground sewers.

This is a spacious underground space supported by eighteen concrete pillars, each with an owl sculpture on it, and the owl's eyes are fixed on the center of the space.

A large conference table was surrounded by people.

They are the Court of Owls, a dark force comprised of Gotham City's oldest and most prestigious families. These families secretly control everything in Gotham City through their wealth and power.

In the eyes of the Court of Owls, those gangs, as numerous as weeds, are like child's play, a never-ending cycle of exploitation in Gotham.

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Just as the owl's claws were slaughtering those small gangs, a madman with a face as pale as paper and a sinister, arrogant smile was laughing wildly on the rooftop of the building.

"Hehehehe, Gotham is getting more and more interesting, hahahaha, hahahaha!"

The Joker's laughter grew increasingly exaggerated; he laughed at Batman's incompetence and at how carelessly Gotham's dark rules had been discovered by him.

He escaped from Arkham Asylum a month ago and, with the help of a Joker gang double, replaced a fake Joker and went back in!

The Joker himself blended into the crowd, preparing his next "big surprise" for Batman!

Just as he infiltrated the Penguin Gang, he discovered the darkness hidden in the shadows of Gotham—the Court of Owls!

The Joker's genius-like, eccentric thinking made him think: Hey! This organization is pretty impressive, they're just as good at playing the game of hiding things from the light as they are!

So, out of curiosity, the Joker began investigating the Court of Owls and started to give the future Batman a "big surprise"!

Chapter 3 discusses the survival skills of transmigrators in American comics.

Early in the morning, Tian Xiaoban was in her rented room, watching TV and eating.

He kept munching on the hardened pretzel bread he had bought on sale a few days ago.

"Crunch, crunch..."

The chewing sound was loud, but the bread was so hard that it could be used to hammer nails!

However, there was nothing she could do. Tian Xiaoban had done a lot of exercise last night, so when she woke up this morning, she was so hungry that she felt weak and powerless.

For Tian Xiaoban right now, eating this pretzel bread is the cheapest way to recover. (He also wants a hamburger, but alas, he's broke.)

Man is made of iron, food is made of steel; you'll feel hungry if you skip a meal. Especially when you first wake up, you're really hungry!

So, at this moment, Tian Xiaoban seemed to be eating whatever he could find. He didn't even soak the bread, which had been sitting for several days and was now hard, before he started eating it directly.

"Crunch, crunch..."

Just think of them as molars during the teething period!

Omnitrix had already optimized Tian Xiaoban's genes. While it wouldn't make him invulnerable or immune to all diseases, Tian Xiaoban felt that eating bread was nothing to worry about! He trusted his stomach; he could digest this hard bread!

Watching the TV program about dealing with wild beasts, Tian Xiaoban just treated it as entertainment.

In recent days, Tian Xiaoban has been dismissive of the bold, over-the-top headlines repeatedly featured on television news – “Beware of Giant Wolves.”

That giant wolf was Garurumon, which he transformed into using the Omnitrix. How could the user himself not know how dangerous it was?

They even set fire to it!

This is slander! It's slander from a piece of shady news!

He randomly transformed into the Digimon Garurumon two days ago.

Moreover, he clearly saved people that day, not just the two people in the fire, but also many... female passersby who were being assaulted by thugs at night. (This doesn't exclude those who were just having fun; anyway, he beat up the women in the street with his claws.)