Chapter 113: Gotham in Progress (Part 2)

Gotham City's sewers have a long history, and no matter which urban transformation has taken place, they have basically not affected this place. This is Gotham's darkest underground kingdom.

Basically, no Gotham citizen would come here for nothing. If there are some strange evil scientists and good neighbors in the sewers of Marvel New York, then the Gotham sewers of this period can be said to be dead silent. Even homeless people and beggars would not come down, because they had heard that all people who appeared in the sewers would disappear for no reason.

But Catwoman is skilled and daring. She can get into any corner. In order to avoid Bruce's sight, she got into the sewer in a few seconds.

Catwoman is indeed gifted in this regard. She didn't walk far before she found traces of human activities near the reservoir on the east side.

Originally, she was just curious, so she kept looking for these traces, but soon, the next discovery exceeded her expectations. Catwoman found a huge conference room in the sewer.

Catwoman was still asking for death, but she knew that this was a big deal, so she called Bruce immediately.

Falcone, Bruce and Schiller, who had received the news, arrived at the scene together. The three of them stood in the huge conference room. Bruce looked up at the dome covered with ribbons and said, "This is not something that a gang or a thug can build..."

Indeed, the ceiling here is more than ten meters high, and the entire conference room uses a huge stone support structure. Not to mention the ingenuity of this architectural design, such a large amount of work alone cannot be completed by one or two people.

Falcone stood at the front of the huge conference table. He seemed a little silent. The old godfather's eyes slid along the conference table to the end, looking at Schiller who was thinking there, and asked, "You don't seem surprised."

"You too." Schiller said.

The three of them were silent for a while, and finally Bruce spoke to break the deadlock. He said, "It seems that we have all guessed that there is a mysterious force secretly controlling Gotham, and this is the evidence."

"We all paid a painful price for this." It was Falcone who spoke. He said, "I know that you have not stopped questioning the death of your parents, and neither have I."

The old godfather closed his eyes, and he seemed to be lost in thought again. He said, "My eldest son died in a similarly bizarre shooting. It was also a night many years ago, but I chose to remain silent until today."

"Do you think these people are the murderers?" Bruce knocked on the table, then he looked at Schiller and said, "Professor, you should have no reason to investigate this matter, and when you faced the killer that day, you called out his name."

"You'd better not be so arbitrary. Then why do you think I'm investigating serial murders around the world?" Schiller said.

Bruce frowned and said, "You already knew the secret about the existence of this organization?"

"More than that, I know more, but I can't reveal it, and even if you know it, I'm afraid it won't change anything."

"What's its name?" Falcone asked.

"The Court of Owls, their killer is called Claws."

"That nursery rhyme..." Bruce suddenly remembered that there has been a weird and scary nursery rhyme circulating in Gotham City: Beware of the Court of Owls, always monitoring your travels, spying on Gotham City in the dark, hiding in the low walls and attics, living with him at home, and lying in bed. Don't mention his name, or Claws will find your head.

Falcone was silent, he didn't continue to ask, Bruce wanted to ask more, but Schiller interrupted him, he said: "What we need to think about now is why this organization suddenly evacuated here? This doesn't seem to be a good sign."

Schiller was really confused, how did the Court of Owls disappear overnight?

In so many comics, he has never seen any Court of Owls sneak out of Gotham. Looking at the appearance of this conference room, it seems that it was used not long ago. How could it disappear in an instant?

Bruce rubbed his chin and said: "Maybe they just moved their base?"

"Then why did they suddenly move their base?"

Bruce and Falcone shook their heads. From the perspective of these three people, this behavior is indeed very strange. Nothing big has happened in Gotham recently. Why is this organization in a hurry to move?

And this conference room is indeed very secretive. If they hadn't moved too quickly and left traces, it is estimated that even if all the buildings on the ground in Gotham were rebuilt, this base underground would not be discovered.

With such a huge investment and such a sophisticated construction, it can be abandoned just like that. What happened that they don't know?

"But now we have confirmed that there is indeed such an organization. It is not accidental that Gotham has developed to this day." Falcone said.

"We must unite." Schiller knocked on the table and said.

"No matter what you think, I must warn you that this organization is more terrible than you think. It not only manipulates Gotham, but also wants to manipulate the whole world."

"If we can't take out the power to fight it, then Gotham and the whole world will be shrouded in the darkness of the owl's wings."

"I will make them pay the price." Falcone said: "I have waited for this day for too long. My silence does not mean that I have forgotten this matter. I am just waiting for them to leave a feather, and today, I finally waited for it."

"Looks like we all have a grudge against the Court of Owls," Bruce said, crossing his arms.

He was not 100% sure that his parents' death was related to this mysterious organization, but he was extremely certain that if it was this dark organization that controlled Gotham and made it what it is today, then they must be too. One of the culprits who killed his parents.

Bruce stood on one side of the long table, and Falcone and Schiller stood on both ends of the long table. In the dark conference room, there was only the slowly swaying candlelight.

Finally, Falcone said: "In order to avenge them, I am willing to form an alliance with you, but this alliance must be secretive enough. Any member who joins this alliance must be reviewed by other members, and we have only one purpose." …”

Bruce continued his words: "Break all the mysterious forces trying to control Gotham..."

"...bringing a new order to the city," Schiller said.

The three people who returned to the ground said nothing. This covenant did not have any paper documents or even any clear regulations, but the three people all knew that this secret meeting that took place underground in Gotham determined the city. future destiny.

Soon, Detective Gordon and Lawyer Harvey, whose character, abilities and beliefs can be trusted, also joined this alliance one after another, and the original version of the "Gotham Secret Society" was born.

This is an organization that is even more mysterious than the Court of Owls. It has no goals, no action plan, and no one even uses any identity of this organization to communicate. They only maintain a superficial social identity and only interact with others. When doing certain things, there is a tacit understanding that is just a little more than usual.

The ultimate purpose of this organization is only one: if Gotham is born in chaos, let it remain chaotic and free forever. Anyone who wants to manipulate this place will eventually fail, and Gotham will always be Gotham.

After confirming the movements of the Court of Owls, Schiller put aside his scruples and began to prepare for the first reconstruction of Gotham City. The first thing he had to do was to come up with a perfect urban planning plan for Gotham City. .

Of course, Schiller himself has no knowledge in this area, but it doesn't matter, he has a very easy to use golden finger.

"Stark, use your genius brain to think of a solution!"

Marvel New York, in the laboratory of Stark Tower, Schiller handed a box of blueprints to Stark. Stark was confused. After reading two pages, he said: "What is this? A city plan? You put this What are you doing for me?”

"Now I need a perfect urban planning plan for this city. You'd better get it quickly. I need it urgently."

Stark glanced at the drawings, and then at him. The two stared at each other, and Stark said, "Why do you think I know city planning?"

"You don't know how, but you can learn. You always have to learn anyway. Why can't it be today?"

"Even if you can't learn it, Jarvis can learn it. He is a super artificial intelligence. Planning a city should be easy, right?"

Stark opened his mouth, and the curse words were almost on his lips. He looked down at the drawings again and said, "Are you going to let me do the urban planning of such a huge city by myself?"

"Okay." Schiller said: "Actually, there is a super genius similar to you who has already come up with the first version of the plan, just because... you know, his supercomputer is not powerful enough, so I can only Let me borrow some technical support from you.”

Stark didn't listen to anything else. He only heard the sentence "A super genius similar to you." Just as he was about to refute, Schiller threw another part of the drawing to him. Stark stared in doubt. He glanced twice and then froze.

"Wait." Stark lowered his head and dug out some documents in the box, and then began to compare them on the spot. He took out more drawings while looking at them, and he said, "Is this an exam question? This The city doesn’t exist in the world at all, it’s just a figment of your imagination. What’s the point?”

"The point is to see who of you two is more talented."

"I say it again, there is absolutely no one in this world who is smarter than Stark." Stark stretched out a finger and said: "If you think there is such a person, it must be your illusion. I will prove it now. Show it to you.”

As he spoke, he also started to write and draw on the map with a pen. He said, "Okay, I admit that he is a genius. His understanding of the logistics operation system is unique and looks perfect..."

"But it's definitely not the best. I have a better idea... Look here, this central turntable is the problem. You must think this turntable is very important..."

Once it comes to this kind of issue, Stark will become very serious and extremely organized. He said: "The guy you are talking about, I admit that he is very strong. It seems that he did not even use computer tools, but artificial intelligence." Computing has almost reached human limits..."

"But he lacks creativity. Like I said, his vision is a bit backward. Cities don't have to be flat, they can also be three-dimensional..."

"A three-dimensional city, yes, it is a three-dimensional city. I know this concept has been proposed for many years, and no city has been successfully implemented, but suppose, I mean suppose, the city you gave me really exists in this world. , then the three-dimensional city must be the most perfect solution!”

Stark's tone was quite decisive. He said: "Look at the structure of this city... Look here! This is the prototype. What is this place called? Living Hell? Why would someone name a block like this?"

"Forget it, that's not important. What's important is that their spontaneously formed ecosystem is almost infinitely close to the concept of a three-dimensional city. This is actually part of the standard answer. This model is very suitable for the current situation of this city, especially since it has a port..."

"Look at this person's plan. He uses the central turntable as the main hub. The idea is correct, but as I said, he lacks creativity. The central turntable can be a sphere instead of a circle..."

"Let's move our eyes away from the 2D plane. It's old and outdated. It's too rigid. Now Stark will tell you what a true genius is..."