The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1229 The Farm of Justice ([-])

Thomas couldn't understand it. If Bruce bought a Lamborghini sports car, he could barely understand it. Who doesn't like luxury cars and yachts among young people?But what is your idea of ​​buying a Lamborghini tractor?Show off your wealth to the scarecrows in the fields?

Thomas couldn't help looking down, and then he was even more confused.

The previous consumption record of Lamborghini tractor was a children's slide, which is quite normal, after all, there are four children in Wayne Manor.

Children in this age group hate dogs because they are too noisy and have endless energy. They need some entertainment facilities to vent their energy and promote parent-child relationship.

But the last one on the children's slide is a large beef bone molar stick, and the next one is still a children's slide, and the upper and upper ones are still children's slides. Looking down, the next five or six slides are all children's slides.

Judging from the product description on the running water record sheet, this is not several different types of slides, but seven or eight slides of the same type. No matter how big the garden of Wayne Manor is, it does not need seven or eight identical children. slide?
The previous consumption records were not much better. They were all repeated non-consumable items, such as stair handrails or sofa pillows. The floor had to be repaired [-] times a month.

Staring at the bill, Thomas began to think about the possibility that Bruce had falsely charged his own account.

But this is actually completely impossible. What's the point of forging your own flow entries?No matter how fake it is, isn't the money coming out of your own account?
Suppressing his stomach full of doubts, Thomas temporarily put aside the question, because Bruce’s personal account, except for the Lamborghini tractor, has really not had any large consumption in the past few years, and even luxury goods such as sports cars are four. Bought it years ago.

Thomas turned his attention back to the public account of the Wayne Group, and the entries on it were very particular.

From the expenditure on construction materials, it can be seen that Bruce is interested in the real estate business, but what is written on it is not the cost of real estate development projects, but other investments, and combined with income projects, all investments have not yet been paid off.

This shows that Bruce is no longer engaged in commercial real estate development, so what is he building with these things?
Looking further down, there are some obvious road and bridge construction materials, and the specifications of the materials are very high, and the quantity is also large, obviously not for the construction of residential roads.

In addition, there are power grids and water pipeline construction, street lamps and solar energy equipment, stone masonry for flower beds, landscaping plants for roads, etc.

This shows that Bruce is not building a real estate, but overthrowing the infrastructure of an entire area and starting over.

Thomas rubbed his chin to remember the amount of all the materials in his mind, and then began to estimate how large an area could be built with such an astonishing cost of building materials.

Soon, he came to an astonishing conclusion that at such a sky-high cost, at least about 30 square kilometers of infrastructure, residential and commercial construction could be rebuilt in the most densely populated area of ​​such a megacity.

Having reached this conclusion, Thomas immediately jumped up from the bed, but just as he sat up in shock, he felt a burst of blackness in front of his eyes.

He felt as if a big stone had been pressed against his chest, he couldn't breathe well, and blood rushed to his head one after another.

Morey, who was standing aside, hurriedly supported him to lie down again. Thomas lay on his back beside the bed panting for breath for 2 minutes before recovering a little.

During this period of time, Thomas has not had a good rest, but has not rested at all, and "this period of time" is counted from the time when The Flash went to his universe.

When he learned that he might be able to revive Bruce, Thomas worked non-stop for several days with his courage and enthusiasm.

When the excitement was at its peak, he received a slap in the face. Bruce would become Batman when he was resurrected, which instantly extinguished his blood.

Originally, at this time, he should take a rest because of his decadence, but there was another kind of stimulation that made him unable to stop. The death of the clown Martha caused him a severe physical and mental injury.

Later, Thomas came to this world and couldn't be idle for a moment. First, he was fooled by Schiller to fight against Bruce, and then he learned that his son might suffer from congenital mental illness, and then he discovered that the Wayne family's property was in jeopardy.

Any of these blows is fatal to ordinary people. Thomas can persist because he is Batman.

But in fact, this is not the main reason. The most important thing is that Thomas is not young anymore.

He's not Batman in his prime, just an old man battered by fate.

Thomas's living habits are not good, he smokes and drinks alcohol, and has the habit of drinking for a long time. He also stays up late every day, black and white are reversed, and the life span is shortening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lying on the hospital bed, Thomas felt a powerless sense of panic for the first time.

But for some reason, after experiencing countless pains and almost giving up, but coming to this world, there is a new thing that supports him to overcome the physical pain and stand up again.

Perhaps in the final analysis, it is still not at ease.

The consequences of excessive control are not only the child's inability to stand on his own, but also the parents' reluctance to let go. Thomas is worried about Bruce.

In this world, there is a kind of parents who spend their whole lives in fear, always worrying about their children's poor life, and will die on the way to help their offspring.

Thomas took a deep breath and held it in his chest, stood up with force, looked at Morey and said, "Send me back to the company and find the newspapers, current affairs magazines and news records for the past six months, especially the pages related to the international situation. And local trends in Gotham."

Morey quickly followed suit, and in the next two days, Thomas began to make up for the common sense of this universe, and there are indeed many things in this universe beyond Thomas' knowledge.

For example, the big country in the distance is still lingering, for example, the door of the United States is on fire, and it almost burns its butt, and for example, Gotham develops tourism and gaming industries, and the most colorfully described Gotham reconstruction project.

Thomas frowned and looked at the building of the Gotham Renovation Project photographed on the front page of the Gotham Daily. He said to Morey, "Get the car ready, I'm going to see it for myself."

After a while, the car arrived downstairs. Thomas got in the car and drove in the direction of the completed Gotham East End renovation project.

Soon, the car drove to the place where the construction of the East District was underway. Now the residential renovation project is slowing down, mainly to increase the infrastructure construction. All the residential buildings that have been renovated have a 100% occupancy rate, so although the construction machinery is still in operation But there are also many people around.

When Thomas got out of the car, he instinctively looked up at the exterior of the building. If he looked at the building under renovation from a distance, he would feel that there was nothing special. At most, there were a lot of green plants planted on the terrace between the buildings, but This is not uncommon in many Italian communities.

But if you look closely, you can find many clues. First of all, all the buildings in the fourth phase of the renovation project are all connected, and many places that seem to be terraces are also wrapped in the building, like a greenhouse made of glass.

The building is not very high, not reaching the level of a skyscraper, but because all the buildings are connected into one, there is another kind of shock, as if it has become an independent world.

The people and plants living in this world seem so small, like the residue held in the mouth of a giant steel beast, with a decadent but ethereal beauty, full of people's fantasies about the end of the world.

If you get closer, you can see the high-tech weapons fixed on the wall, the cold lights from the patrolling drones, and the dazzling white light from the automatically rotating searchlights. The ultimate technological style is like A head of cold water extinguishes all people's fantasies.

In addition, those shiny and dreamy neon signboards and the traditional Gothic pattern of Gotham preserved in the stone parts of the building make people feel weird and blurred, as if they have fallen into an indistinct past and future. Dream.

Thomas slowly stepped into this dream, those weapons ignored him, and the bright lights didn't shine on him, so he walked into a stupor step by step, but the moment he stepped into the building, he suddenly became enlightened.

What surprised him was that it wasn't crowded at all. The walls of the building were incredibly thin and didn't take up much space at all. Moreover, because the structure of the building was reasonable and the windows were more bright, the space seemed larger.

There is nothing to say about the structure of the residence. It is more like a hotel than a mansion or an apartment building. The difference is that each floor will have at least one large terrace. Most of the terraces are closed on both sides, and the remaining sides are transparent. The glass wall is equivalent to the sun room.

The rest of the small paths are all planted gardens, and there is only a narrow path to pass through. After passing through the original reception hall and taking the elevator upstairs, people can be seen.

What surprised Thomas the most was that most of the people here didn't react too much when they saw him, a stranger, appear in their living area. They just looked at Thomas with a little strange eyes, and then went their own way went.

Of course, it might not be too strange for this to happen in any other city in the world, but this is Gotham.

This is a place where gangsters with guns or explosive lunatics may rush out anytime and anywhere. Thomas also came to the East Side in his early years. At that time, crime was not so rampant, but no citizen would relax his vigilance to this point.

Thomas then took the elevator to a higher floor, where, to his surprise, he saw the school.

It's a real school, and it's not a noble school. Those who go to school here are not the young masters and young ladies from rich families in the southern district, but the children from ordinary families in the eastern district.

Thomas didn't go in, he just stood outside the door and took a peek inside, with a hint of guilt and luck.

The old hand holding the door frame began to tremble slightly. This old man, who has gone through vicissitudes and suffered all the misery in this world, is telling what he has seen with his pursed mouth and reddish eye sockets. That is the best blessing in this world, but also the most vicious curse, and its name is "Hope".

Thomas' hands clenched into fists, and he slammed down toward the door frame, but when he touched the surface of the building, he relaxed again. Finally, when his palm touched the wood grain, it was as light as stroking a lover's hair.

Thomas stood still for a moment, then walked quickly towards the elevator, took the elevator downstairs, strode out of the building, got into the car and returned to Wayne Building as fast as he could.

When he sat on the chair in the office, Thomas panted heavily with a grim face, and then slowly closed his eyes. From the corners of his eyes to the edges of his lips, every wrinkle told of his struggle.

Bereavement of children, widows, and leaving home, this path of suffering for most of my life is like being half buried in the vortex of quicksand. This kind of despair cannot be understood without experience.

When the worst tragedies in the world are piled on one person, there is no will that cannot be destroyed, and there is no hope that cannot be extinguished.

Many images flashed before Thomas' eyes, the way Bruce looked at him, the doctor's warning to him, the focused expressions of the children in the East End...

In the face of suffering, smart people should learn to give up early, but in this world, there are just a group of fools, how many times they have been hit with a blow to the head, and how many pots of cold water can't extinguish the fire in the heart. Thousands of sufferings, it is difficult to cool the blood.

When the old Batman opened his eyes again, he let out a long breath as if he had made an important decision.

In an instant, the fragments of the international situation flashed through Thomas' mind, shattered into fine spots of light, and intertwined into countless messy lines.

Thomas lightly tapped his finger on the table, and asked Morey expressionlessly, "Is Lieutenant General Albers still alive?"

"You mean, the army general you knew in the early years? He is still alive and has been promoted to general." Morey replied.

Thomas took a deep breath, his eyes were as cold as a crocodile before shedding tears, and when the deep voice of this experienced capital crocodile sounded, it was like sharp teeth grinding flesh.

"Contact Mexico, the Wayne Group is willing to provide internationalist assistance to the new democratic fighters in Guadalajara."

"Tell Admiral Albers that next year military spending will increase by 50%, and Wayne will pay [-]%."

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(End of this chapter)