Chapter 66
Here, the Messiah is thinking about how to eliminate poverty and hunger so that the poor and hungry people can also be happy.
On the other side, the atmosphere in the Hall of Justice was still stagnant.
Batman silently looked around at the superheroes with different expressions, and realized that things could not continue like this.
With Messiah's activism, it is very likely that he would have made some earth-shaking reforms while they were unable to reach a consensus internally.
Messiah, who was thinking, suddenly sneezed with an expressionless face.
It can only be said that no one knows a son better than his father, and Batman knows the Messiah well enough.
Batman took a deep breath and stepped forward: "Everyone, I have something to say."
In the Hall of Justice, everyone's eyes were focused on Batman. Under the gazes of many different people, Batman slowly took off his mask in front of everyone.
Bruce Wayne's face was exposed to the air. Wearing bat armor, Wayne looked back at everyone with cold eyes.
Everyone's expression was filled with surprise and astonishment, staring in amazement at Batman who suddenly revealed his identity.
"What the fuck?! Bruce Wayne is Batman??"
Nightwing subconsciously frowned and stepped forward, looking at Batman with worry in his eyes, he realized what Batman was going to do.
Batman looked a bit tired and depressed, and said in a hoarse voice: "As you can see, I am Bruce Wayne, and Bruce Wayne is Batman."
"I'm not doing this to force you to obey my ideas. I'm just asking you as a father."
On the other side, Messiah, who was watching the slum dwellers desperately stuffing food into their arms, suddenly paused, his thoughts interrupted. He heard the change in Batman's heartbeat and frowned as he looked towards the Hall of Justice.
…? !
Messiah opened his eyes wide in surprise.
Batman, whose true face was revealed, was looking at everyone and speaking earnestly.
"Messiah is my child. He is Batman's bird, Bruce Wayne's third son, and Robin's blood brother."
"After Robin's death, Messiah couldn't accept Robin's death and wanted to protect everyone, which led him down the wrong path. But he didn't want to implicate me, so he erased all contact between him and me, including the memory of our relationship in other people's minds."
Batman doesn't act like a superhero at this moment, as he said, he is talking to everyone as a father.
"You don't have much impression of the Messiah, and you don't know that the Messiah is my child, because of this."
Anyone who sees Batman looking tired and sad at this moment will be infected by his emotions.
"As a father, I beg you to help me not to let the Messiah continue on the wrong path."
Batman took a deep breath and bent down. The League consultant's behavior shocked everyone present. Superman hurried forward and tried to support Batman, but Batman dodged his hand.
"I have already lost one child and cannot lose another. I ask you to help me and help the Messiah."
Inside the Hall of Justice, there was complete silence.
In the distant slums, Messiah closed his eyes deeply, trying to erase the lingering image of Bruce's tired and sad appearance from his mind.
You must not waver, nor be controlled by emotions. Messiah told himself, you were controlled by emotions in the past, so you over-punished the two children who bullied Jason. Haven’t you learned your lesson yet?
You are on the right path. As long as you continue, you can protect everyone and create a Garden of Eden where everyone can live happily. So you can't be controlled by emotions like before and make the decision to give up.
If you are controlled by your emotions and give up taking action, who will protect these suffering people and who will take care of the earth?
The grief-stricken faces of the victims' families, the cheers and tears of joy from the crowd, the prayers of the elderly woman, the dying child, and the ordinary people who were suffering...
Faces and shouts kept flashing back in Messiah's mind, gradually overwhelming Bruce's tired and sad appearance.
The other end of the scale fell heavily, and when Messiah opened his eyes again, he had become the unshakable ruler of the Garden of Eden again.
I'm on the right path, so even if Bruce tries to stop me, it won't change me. After everyone lives a happy life, Bruce will eventually realize that I'm right.
Messiah expressionlessly withdrew his gaze from Batman and returned his eyes to the slum dwellers who were frantically grabbing food, his brows unconsciously furrowed.
Among the slum residents, there has been a scramble for food. The strong men are trying to grab more food and even want to move the boxes of food, while the weak can only get enough food to fill their stomachs.
Obviously, the food given by the Messiah was enough to meet the food needs of everyone in the slum for a week, but there was still an inequality where some people got a lot while others could only get scraps.
Moreover, the shelf life of bread and milk is limited. Even if the man snatched so much food, he would not be able to finish it all by himself, and the food would only be wasted.
Messiah's eyes turned cold, and he walked expressionlessly into the slum dwellers who were fighting for food. Under everyone's horrified gaze, he grabbed the man who was trying to move the box.
"Why?" Messiah looked down at the man with a cold gaze. "I gave you enough food, why are you so greedy?"
Is it a natural bad character, or is this man a potential criminal?
Messiah didn't understand and couldn't think of any possibility other than that the man himself had a problem with his character.
The man's face flushed: "I, I..."
He wanted to argue, but no words came out.
The man didn't understand why the Son of God, who had given them food, was so angry. He was strong enough, so wasn't it natural for him to take more food with his strength?
Messiah let go of the man and said coldly to the man who stumbled to the ground, "You are only allowed to take a week's worth of food, and then get out."
"From now on, the Code will always be watching you. If you dare to bully the weak again..."
The man shook his head desperately and said in fear, "I don't dare anymore!"
He dug out a week's worth of food from the box on the ground, then ran away crawling.
The slum dwellers cheered and rushed forward to divide up the box of food left behind by the man.
Messiah looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.
Men are strong enough, so they can grab the most food. However, the food itself is rationed, and after men grab enough food, there is less food for others to share, and some people will not be able to eat enough.
After he drove the men away, the large amount of food that the men had taken was left behind, and the others divided the food left by the men, and then everyone had their fill.
So that’s it. So that’s it.
He knew what caused hunger and poverty.
It's "inequality".
Because of the inequality in power between the two sides, the stronger ones can obtain more resources. And because of the inequality in resources, the rich and the poor are born.
Lack of resources among the poor leads to hunger, while excess resources among the rich lead to waste.
But if he takes away the resources of the rich and gives them to the poor, the poor will no longer be poor, the rich will no longer waste, and everyone will get the best ending.
Messiah understood what to do. He glanced at the food distribution site where people were scrambling again, and golden light flashed in his hand.
In the Garden of Eden, which was closest to the slums, several strong armed men disappeared out of thin air and appeared before Messiah.
The Messiah gave them orders: "Maintain order and distribute food equally. Each person can only take a week's supply."
The armed men nodded mechanically and, with firm yet gentle movements, cleared out the slum dwellers crowded around the box.
Under the armed suppression, the slum residents lined up obediently and received food one by one in order.
Children as young as two years old and able-bodied adults received equal amounts of bread and milk.
Messiah nodded and left the slums.
Now that he has discovered the problem and the solution, he must implement it quickly. The sooner he executes it, the sooner those suffering people in poverty and hunger can be relieved.
Batman does know enough about the Messiah.
Messiah broke into the tax bureau directly and began to check the internal information of the tax bureau under the horrified gaze of officials and staff.
"What are you doing? You don't have the right to read it!"
Some people tried to stop Messiah, but he ignored them and a golden film rose out of thin air to isolate them.
Tax bureau, bank, stock exchange, housing authority...
All institutions were broken into one by one by the Messiah, and the golden codes suspended above every city began to glow with golden light again.
——The Code stores the memories of all the people it has previously obtained during the trial. Messiah can search through the Code to confirm those hidden assets that have not been registered.
He needs to identify everyone's assets so that he can decide how to allocate resources and eliminate "inequality."
In the Hall of Justice, faced with Batman's request, everyone no longer hesitated and agreed directly.
"One cannot be both the lawmaker and the enforcer," Superman declared. "The Messiah's current judgment may be fair, but that may not always be the case in the future."
The louder exclamations outside attracted everyone's attention. They walked out of the Hall of Justice and saw that the golden code in the sky suddenly became brighter again.
Batman's pupils suddenly contracted, and he instantly realized that the Messiah was about to take action again!
"We must set out immediately to stop the Messiah. No one knows what he will do next." Batman said quickly and urgently, "Now!"
Messiah opened his eyes, and the memory transmitted to him by the code was disconnected. He had confirmed the assets owned by everyone in the world.
Now is the time for him to take action.
【Author’s words】
The system in the article is written randomly, don't pursue logic. [Poor][Poor][Poor]
I just want to write about white tyrants happily. Why should an illiterate person think about these things? Why should he challenge himself? [clown] My head is itchy, I feel like I need to grow a brain [rainbow fart][rainbow fart]
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