American comics: I became a god at the beginning, I chose to practice both science and magic

The city of Gotham has never been in heaven or on earth. It just found a relatively not-so-bad location in the abyss of hell, that's all.

"You must be from Gotham, but you must not be from Gotham," Dick said.

If he were not from Gotham, he would not have such deep affection for this city; if he were from Gotham, he would not have had the slightest hope for such a city.

"Sometimes, we need a little faith, Dick, do you have any faith?"

"I've broken more necks than I've seen in Gotham. I am the claw, the claw of the Night Owl. The claw has no beliefs of its own..."

"But now you have a choice, Dick, you don't have to be a claw, you can be yourself."

Dick was a little surprised: "I thought you wanted to recruit me?"

"I don't have to do that. You said I was destroying your power from within."

"Did I fail?"

Dick was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "Of course not, you succeeded. After knowing the truth, I can no longer work for Night Owl with peace of mind.

I'm just curious. You sound like you want to transform this city. How exactly do you want to do that?"

"I'll do it my way, and if you're still in this city, you'll know." After saying that, Batman turned east.

Dick stopped him: "Wait! Who are you?"

Batman turned his head: "I.Am.Batman".

Chapter 322 The Flash Makes a Comeback

The Night Owl's management of Gotham City is divided.

Claw Dick is only responsible for managing city security, counterintelligence and superpower-related events, while things related to people's livelihood and municipal affairs are managed by another group of Night Owl's subordinates.

These people were basically former high-ranking government officials. After Night Owl occupied the city, they also became his minions.

But unlike the Claws, these bureaucrats who help the Night Owls manage people's livelihood and the economy are a group that is united based on interests.

Night Owl usually exchanges interests with these guys in the name of Thomas Wayne Jr., and does not end up as Night Owl.

This made him less intimidating in these groups, but Night Owl didn't care about such things in the past.

Because the Wayne Group and himself are a united front, the Court of Owls led by Claw Dick is the sword of Damocles hanging over their heads. With these two people supervising, no one dares to act rashly.

Therefore, as long as he has his claws, he doesn't worry about a fire in his backyard even if the night owl is thousands of miles away.

But now the claws strike.

In the Court of Owls, Claw Dick is the only one who can contact Nite Owl, while others may be able to contact Thomas Wayne Jr., but they are unaware of the connection between the two.

So after Dick's disappearance, the Court of Owls was in chaos.

The reason for their chaos is related to a legend that recently appeared in Gotham City. Someone saw a huge bat flying across the night sky late at night, catching all criminals.

No one cared at first because those arrested were dropped off at the GCPD door the next morning.

Everyone in Gotham knew that in this city, the police and the gangs were one family, so these people were released on the spot.

But the next day, the released criminals and the police who released them were caught together and thrown in front of the police station.

This time everyone understood that someone was challenging the order of Gotham!

People have different opinions on this matter. Some are very excited, some are watching coldly, some are indifferent, and some are closely concerned.

They knew that the third day was crucial because the Court of Owls would take action.

So everyone outside the police station was released again.

Soon it was the third day. This time, not only were there the people who had been caught before, but there were also a few new faces.

People don't know who they are, but they know that they have a unified name, called "Claws", the claws of the night owls, and they belong to the Court of Owls.

The Claws appeared here, and this was the 600th time that the people of the Court of Owls were exposed in broad daylight.

Once the mystery is gone, people will be less afraid of the Court of Owls.

Although Gotham City does not have enough sunlight due to its proximity to Metropolis, this scene still allows the citizens of Gotham to see a long-lost ray of sunshine.

The bureaucrats and capital groups that were originally suppressed by the Court of Owls also began to move.

They discovered that the Court of Owls was not unshakable, so they were ready to make a move, as if waiting for an opportunity to take back control of the city.

So on the fourth day, the citizens of Gotham discovered a new change. The criminals who were thrown at the door of the police station were no longer released on the spot, but were taken to prison.

"Aren't you afraid of punishment from the Night Owl and the Court of Owls for doing this?" the escorted criminals shouted.

The policemen escorting him were also a little frightened when they heard this, and they didn't know whether they should continue.

But soon a higher-level police officer came over and slapped the criminals on the head.

"Stop talking nonsense. Is Night Owl really going to stand up for a bunch of trash like you?"

When the policemen heard this, they immediately understood what was going on. They followed the police officer's example and forced the criminals into the detention vehicle.

Some citizens saw this scene and gathered together to discuss it quietly. They all felt that these policemen must have taken the wrong medicine to dare to go against the gang!

Not far from the GCPD, there is a cathedral. On top of the cathedral, stands a figure that blends into the darkness.

"You want to heal the city this way?"

Behind Batman, another deep voice sounded. He didn't need to look back to know that the voice came from Jason.

He turned his head slightly, as if looking at Red Hood out of the corner of his eye.

"I know what you did in Crime Alley, Jason. Are you still fighting violence with violence?"

"It works, at least better than your method." Red Hood disagreed.

But Batman said, "Maybe in our Gotham, yes, but in this Gotham, your methods don't work very well."

"I don't think so." Red Hood was a little unconvinced.

"In our Gotham, we face different opponents than in this Gotham. Here, we are fighting against another order."

Red Hood knew what he was talking about: "The Court of Owls."

Batman nodded. "It seems you're well aware. Yes, it's the Court of Owls. They control the lives of the people here. They can be seen in schools, hospitals, road administration, municipal administration, and other government agencies."

"You can't kill all of these people."

Red Hood frowned. He knew that Batman was right. Sometimes, his opponents were not those vicious criminals, but accomplices who could not resist and chose to obey blindly. They were part of the order of this city.

Before eliminating an order, a new order must be established and ready to replace it, otherwise the previous efforts will be in vain.

Is destroying the original order just to plunge Gotham into anarchy?

"But how are you going to do it? Does this city still have the strength to resist?"

"Yes." Batman whispered.

Red Hood raised an eyebrow and asked him, "Who? I've been here for days and I haven't seen anyone resisting Owl."

"Of course you can't see them because they are hiding very well. They are a clown gang."

Red Hood made a gesture of picking his ears, and then asked: "I seem to have something wrong with my ears just now. Can you tell me again, what is it?"

"Joker Gang, I know you heard me, I'm not kidding."

Batman finally turned around and faced Red Hood. "Don't forget, many things here are opposite to our world. So in this world, the Joker Gang is a resistance organization. They are the vanguard against the tyranny of the Court of Owls."

"But I didn't see any signs of their activities." Red Hood recalled and confirmed that he had not seen anyone from the Joker Gang.

"Their leader, the Fool, was killed by the Night Owl not long ago, so they should be licking their wounds recently. They are in hiding."

"And you found their hiding place, right?" asked Red Hood.

Batman nodded. "But I doubt they still have the courage to stand up against the Court of Owls."

Red Hood sneered and said, "As long as Owl suffers enough losses and the Joker Gang's desire for revenge is strong enough, they will have the courage."

People are always like this, they help whoever wins.

With that, Red Hood flipped over and jumped down from the church, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Only Batman is left, still looking down at Gotham.

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Central City.

Barry didn't know why, but ever since he met Iris West in this world that day, his mind had been drawn away.

When he was a student, he had indeed admired Iris West from another world for a long time, but he had not seen her for a long time after graduation.

And if you think about it, Iris in this world is somewhat different in personality from her in the other world.

Barry didn't know how to describe it. He felt that this Iris was not so strong, as if... more reasonable. He felt that she seemed to understand him.

But he was also worried that all this was just his illusion.

"Barry, what are you thinking about?"

Barry's attention was instantly drawn back by her. He said a little embarrassedly, "I'm thinking about where I should stay tonight."

I don't know whether to say he was unlucky or what, but Barry only stayed in the motel for one day with the money he got from Dane and then checked out because of a guilty conscience.

But his wallet was stolen on the day he left the hotel. He was the Flash, the fastest man in the world, but he didn't even know that the bag in his pocket was taken away.

When Barry arrived at the place he had agreed to meet with Iris in frustration, she said firmly, "They must have seen the cash on you. Did you have a lot of cash with you?"

Barry thought back to the whole stack of bills that Dane had stuffed into his hand, and said weakly, "It should be a lot, probably tens of thousands of dollars..."

Seeing Iris's strange look, Barry's voice became smaller and smaller until it was barely noticeable.

"I don't know what to say to you..." Iris covered her forehead. "How could you be seen with so much money? It's amazing that you're still alive. It seems like the other party showed you some mercy."

Barry was horrified when he heard this. Why are the people here so horrible?

The more he acted like this, the more Iris became curious about him: "Where are you from?"

Where can one raise a child as pure as a white lotus as Barry?

"I already told you, I grew up in Central City!"

"That's why I don't believe it."

Iris laughed so hard that her body shook. She thought Barry looked very cute. He was different from the boys she had met before. He was not the kind of guy who wanted to make love with her the first time he saw her.

So she rolled her eyes, and suddenly wanted to test Barry's sincerity, so she said: "Your money has been stolen, why don't you live in my house for a while?"

Faced with this invitation, Barry stuttered instantly: "Go... go... go to your house... this... this is not good... right?"

Iris laughed again, this time even more happily. "What's wrong with that? I remember you said you studied at Central City University. And the school is hiring for a chemistry lab assistant position. How are you doing in chemistry?"

"Should... it be okay?" Barry was a little unsure whether the chemistry between the two worlds would be the same. He also had a fatal problem, "I don't have a driver's license..."

Iris frowned slightly when she heard this: "Do you remember your social security number?"

Barry remembered, but that was used in another world, so at this moment he could only shake his head.

The United States does not have a household registration system or ID cards, so in general, residents use their driver's licenses to prove their identities, or their social security numbers. This number is unique to each person and is used to pay insurance, take driver's license tests, find jobs, rent houses, etc. Its function is actually similar to that of an ID card.

Iris knew at a glance that Barry wasn't telling the truth, but she didn't care. Barry didn't look like some murderer who had escaped to Central City.

Besides, even if that were the case, he should have gone to Johnny Quick instead of hanging around Canterlot University.

So she whispered, "I can find someone to make a fake certificate for you and guarantee it will be included in the system, but the price will be a bit expensive."

She spoke of this as if she was very familiar with it, and for a moment Barry didn't know what to say. He discovered the difference between the two Iris.

Just as he was about to go back, a bus suddenly rushed in from outside the cafe. It broke through the wall, door and glass, and the unstoppable body of the bus was heading straight towards Iris and Barry.

Iris showed a look of horror, but Barry instantly entered the speed force, and everything around him seemed to be stopped.

Barry quickly unfolded his battle suit, and Little Flash was always worn on his wrist in the form of a watch, ready to fight at any time.

After coming into contact with Barry, Little Flash was also enveloped by the speed force, so the speed at which he unfolded was very fast even from Barry's perspective, almost instantaneous.

"The suit is online. Hello, Barry, looks like you had a bad date."

"This isn't a date!" Barry explained, then whispered, "Do you think it is?"

"From my perspective, yes, but Barry, perhaps you should focus on the events at hand."

"Well, I guess you're right."

Barry focused his attention as he carefully folded Iris's arms across his chest, then picked her up and carried her outside the cafe.