Gotham Hot Topics

Chapter 33 Gotham Hot Topics

Ultraman, the word swept the entire city overnight, becoming a hot topic in Gotham.

Okay, that's not to say it wasn't popular before. The red and silver giant caused a huge uproar when he first appeared, and even sparked a wave of theories about "God punishing evil by destroying the world" in Gotham City.

However, as we all know, internet memories are short-lived, and the hype gradually fades over time. After all, while the alien story is shocking, it doesn't really concern the average person.

But this time it's different.

Almost everyone in the city fell asleep simultaneously, trapped in the most terrifying nightmare they had ever experienced. Then, they all dreamed of the same giant of light, tearing through the darkness to bring light, turning fear into hope, and transforming this most terrifying nightmare in history into a legend of light.

The culprit, Doctor Destiny, was captured by Batman, but the news was quickly suppressed by the authorities.

After all, Dr. Destiny gained his abilities through Arkham's perception enhancement device, and both the controversial experiment and the mismanagement of the mental hospital were things the higher-ups didn't want the public to know.

Secondly, DC is currently in a delicate period, similar to the end times and the boundary between the Astral Age and the Astral Revival. The real superpower explosion should have occurred after a certain Boy Scout wearing underwear on the outside officially debuted in Metropolis. After that, superheroes and supervillains sprang up like mushrooms after rain, much like a DC version of the Astral Revival.

But things are different now. In this "pre-Superman era," superpowers and aliens are still very far removed from the lives of ordinary people, and the relevant departments, led by the Sky Eye Association, adhere to the principle of blocking as much as possible. Large-scale malicious incidents like those involving Dr. Destiny will definitely be covered up.

Therefore, the explanation given by experts after the incident was that Gotham experienced some kind of extremely rare mass hallucination.

Shen You's first reaction upon seeing this explanation was that this expert was utterly useless.

Their level of expertise is akin to spending half a day studying a victim who has been shot seven times in the back, and after detailed investigation and meticulous reasoning, concluding at a glance that it was definitely suicide.

But then I thought about it again.

No, this is definitely Gotham.

He's definitely a Gotham expert; that's spot on.

Of course, the public isn't buying it. Anyway, whether the experts are spouting nonsense or the authorities are covering it up, it's all standard procedure. The well-informed citizens of Gotham are used to it and don't care what the authorities say.

"It's true!" one child exclaimed excitedly to the camera. "I really saw Ultraman!"

"My child firmly believes that the nightmare was real, and that the Ultraman we saw was real too."

"This is what a worker said in an interview with Gotham Daily while on his way home from get off work."

"So what do you think?" the reporter asked.

The man hesitated for a moment.

He slowly opened his mouth after a good ten seconds.

"I grew up in Gotham and have been here for forty years. If Gotham has taught me anything, the most important thing is definitely not to trust too easily."

"The last time I believed in heroes was GCPD Officer Elliott. That pot-bellied guy had a change of heart and rescued a child who had fallen into the water while on patrol. Looking back now, that was probably the only good thing he ever did, and as a result, all the newspapers and media in Gotham wrote about it and portrayed him as some kind of shining hero."

"But just a month later, my aunt was robbed in a convenience store. The 'heroic' detective was in the store, just across the shelf. But he ignored it."

"I know you might cut this part out, but that's what I wanted to say. Gotham is a place where whenever you think you see a torch—no, even a tiny spark, or the slightest thing that could be called hope—the city immediately swallows it up, throws you into deeper darkness, and tells you the cold reality."

The reporter thought for a moment: "So, you mean you don't believe it?"

".No."

The man shook his head and said.

"He appeared there, led us out of that nightmare, and told us there was no need to be afraid. I know what I saw; it wasn't a hallucination."

"This is the only time I want to believe."

"Your overall energy level has increased by more than 10%, congratulations, sir."

"Underground laboratory," Pal said, referring to artificial intelligence.

At this moment, Shen You was sitting in a game pod-like device he had built himself, his body covered in wires. The monitor in front of him displayed his physical examination data.

This is a device that Shen You built himself, which might be similar to a physical examination for Ultraman. It can scan and assess the intensity and level of light energy within Shen You's body, providing a rough indication of changes in his strength.

The show he put on in front of the entire city in his nightmare was his biggest achievement since landing, and even he could vaguely feel a slight improvement in his basic stats.

He had located Doctor Schicksal's location and had even assembled his armor, ready to fly over and capture him himself, but Batman beat him to it.

This also earned Shen You's admiration.

Even as a rookie, he's still the same old guy. For an ordinary person to be able to withstand Doctor Schicksal's nightmares at point-blank range, his willpower is truly godlike.

This saved Shen You the trouble of doing it himself. In any case, he had already reaped the experience in his dream, and he was in a great mood.

I was humming a little tune as I came up from the lab, and I felt much more relaxed.

When Shen You passed by, he noticed that Kara's gaze towards him was different from before; her big eyes were filled with admiration and a hint of awe.

"What's wrong?"

"without"

The girl paused for a moment to think it over.

"You're so amazing!" she said sincerely. "I had no idea you were this incredible."

Shen You chuckled and patted her little golden head: "Study hard and practice hard, and master the techniques I teach you as soon as possible. I guarantee you'll be even better than this in the future."

"Really?" Kara asked, her face full of doubt.

After all, Shen You's performance in the dream was simply invincible, almost like a god. Looking at herself, with her fair and delicate hands and flawless skin...

Is it really that powerful?

She was a little skeptical.

"Trust me, you can't go wrong." Shen You said earnestly.

"Okay, okay." Kara nodded weakly.

Shen You wasn't just making things up. After all, he was just a scientist, without the power of a space patrol. If he didn't work hard, Karado could catch up to him in no time by sunbathing.

Tom came to the store early this morning, looking quite excited and in high spirits.

Upon seeing Shen You, he couldn't contain himself and exclaimed, "Boss Shen! I have a new idea; this book is guaranteed to be a huge hit!"

Shen You glanced at him, already used to it.

"Isn't winning simply by not turning the plane upside down?"

Tom blushed and shook his head: "That vest was unlucky, I already threw it away. That's not the point! This idea is different, it'll definitely work!"

As he spoke, he revealed a mysterious and smug expression.

"This time I'm going to write an Ultraman book!"

"what?"

Shen You, who was initially uninterested and didn't want to listen, stopped in his tracks and raised an eyebrow.

Writing about me? Did you pay the copyright fee?

"Hahaha, that's right! This time it's a story about love and hope, about a giant from outer space with godlike power who redeems this sinful world, a story about a monk from afar who can chant sutras!"

It sounds weird.

Oh well, he's a loser anyway, nobody reads what he writes, let him do whatever he wants.

Shen You shrugged. "Like I said, not entering the palace is a victory."

"No way, I swear on my honor this time." Tom pulled a notebook from his bag. "Don't bother me. I'm telling you now, I'm going to write the beginning right here today. I'm not going back until I've finished!"

"Okay, good luck then."

"."

One hour later.

Tom had somehow ended up sitting next to a pretty girl at the next table, and the first seven words he had just written had already been tossed aside.

"Hey, beautiful," he said with a grin, "Want to know my secret identity?"

The girl glanced at him: "What? Are you Batman or something?"

"Ha, of course not." Tom puffed out his chest. "I'm a well-known online writer."

The girl looked him up and down, then smiled awkwardly but politely.

"Oh."

(End of this chapter)