"save?"

There was another commotion under the platform.

"What to save?" many people asked along the topic.

Of course, there are also some people who are more suspicious, who directly lead their thinking to another path.

"I don't think I should listen to this guy talking nonsense here. I even doubt whether he is really Bruce Wayne and the authenticity of this plane."

This is of course a question that many others think of.

"Ha, just as I thought, maybe, you guys are all a bunch of virtual personalities with a little self-awareness, but they become like me through plastic surgery or some other means... So, is this the guy who is messing around again?"

"Fart! You obviously look like me!" A strong man with muscles all over his body roared.

"Uh, no matter who looks like anyone, what I care about...what does silence do?" Wayne, who had a thin version of the body with a big green question mark tattooed on his body, pinching his chin and pondered.

There is no way, there are too many Bruce Wayne present. Although they each have different experiences, at least 80% of them still retain the attribute of being cautious and smart. Therefore, when this group of people gather together, it is inevitable that there will be a little friction.

However, the guy on the stage obviously knew that he would be like this for a long time, and he didn't care. He just kept speaking at his own speed.

"Do you know the multiverse?" he said lightly.

After this sound, the surroundings immediately became quieter. Although everyone had their own opinions on what they were experiencing now, since the person on the stage wanted to explain all this, he had to listen more or less.

As for the concept of multiverse... Of course, many people know it, so they wisely shut their mouths and want to hear what kind of answers the topic they have been studying. Those who have not started research or don’t understand it at all even shut up because they can’t interfere.

In this way, there was only one voice left in the audience.

"Then, I think more than half of the people here know a name, that is Barry Allen - 'Flash'." He said calmly: "I first came into contact with this person when I was 31 years old, and in the years since then, I gradually realized his ability to tamper with the timeline, so I wondered whether different timelines could tear a new plane. About 20 years ago, I used his 'speed power' to untie the veil of the multiverse for the first time. I think there are at least 30 of you who have reached this point."

In the crowd, some people's bodies began to tense up.

"So, I want to ask everyone to try to accept what I said below... that is... Gotham City is not just a simple city." Wayne's eyes swept over the people present: "It's still a container..."

container?

This word makes everyone a little confused. What does a city have to do with ‘containers’?

At this moment... a dark shadow suddenly appeared on the platform.

He is said to be a shadow because there is really no other word to describe him, because there is a ball of dark fog wrapped around the body of this thing, and his vision cannot be passed through at all. He can only vaguely see from the outline, which is a personal figure.

"Hello everyone, please forgive me for appearing in everyone's sight rashly. Let's talk about who I am. Now, I will continue to explain to you what this so-called 'container' is."

The man said, his voice sounded a little hazy, but it was undoubtedly a male voice.

"First of all, I think everyone must know one thing, that is, this universe is balanced, and everything must be restrained by another thing, day and darkness, men and women, reason and madness complement each other, love and hate are intertwined, we have desires, but our ability restricts us from being able to drive desires at will, and if we pursue strength, we must pay the corresponding price... This is all set in advance, and only in this way can the plane we are located continue to exist in a normal process."

"But... this universe is not perfect after all... There are some elements that cannot be perfectly checked and balanced. For example, desire has led to people constantly seeking ways to ignore checks and balances. Resentment makes us gradually lose our minds. In short, the universe begins to be confused, and this chaos makes us accumulate something called [Sin]."

"So, how should we deal with these extra [sin]? We can't let them wander around wantonly, so we need a container to wrap these uncheckable sins... so... here comes."

As he said that, the black mist seemed to open his arms and his voice slightly raised: "Gotham, a perfect city."

"This place is completely independent of each plane. It has a magical force field that absorbs all the sins in the plane gather here. There are the lowest-level criminals who want to rob families and take out daggers for tomorrow's gambling money. There are also crazy people who are full of minds who want to rule the world and study nuclear weapons, muscle madmen, and extremely smart anti-human elements. In short, all kinds of vicious people can see in this small city. They can find everything that satisfy themselves in this city, and there are also impure killing. Even though they know that there is an incomparable danger here, but they will never leave this city. This kind of city seems to be traumatized forever, but they are always full of vitality."

"This is the perfect container...the city of sin."

"..." Everyone in the audience was silent. Perhaps it was because this passage subverted their understanding of the city. Perhaps it was perfectly consistent with the problems that some people had been studying for a long time. In short, no one raised any doubts after this seemingly ridiculous remark. Even the Bruce Wayne hidden above the cave had a buzzing mind, as if he had realized something.

The black shadow below continued.
Chapter completed!