Chapter 185 Batman and His New Robin

It was 8:30 in the morning, and Billy Batson was in his new high school, Fawcett High School, but normally, he should be sitting in the classroom waiting for class, not in the principal's office.

The principal hadn't come yet, so Billy sat across from his desk, with his feet on it.

It seemed that a big shot had come to the school today, and it seemed that his name was the billionaire Bruce Wayne, which was why the principal hadn't shown up in the office yet.

But to be honest, Billy didn't care which cookie Bruce Wayne was.

He changed his posture and sat across from his desk, knocking on the table impatiently, determined not to lean over to the window like a rat in a sewer to look at the rich fool surrounded by a sea of ​​people.

But he still chose to stick his head out and take a look, and then sat back down heavily.

Why would the famous super rich man, the bachelor Bruce Wayne, appear in this ordinary, shabby and old school?

Anyway, he wasn't here for him. What did all this have to do with him?

And his adoptive parents...

He could guess with his toes that they should go with the principal to lick the stupid rich man's stinky feet.

Ugh!

Damn capitalists.

Bruce Wayne came to visit, and when faced with such a big thing, the principal naturally put aside the original plan to talk to his adoptive parents about him hitting his classmate's head and bleeding on the second day of enrollment, and gave priority to receiving Bruce.

So Billy waited for a long time, and after more than 10 minutes, the principal still did not appear in his office. This made Billy a little impatient. He rubbed his dirty sneakers, then chose to sit directly in the principal's seat, and then simply took off his shoes.

He put his hands behind his head, his eyes were empty, but his mind was thinking about other things.

"...I am the last wizard councilor. The last person in the Magic Council and the manager of the Eternal Stone Castle..."

"...You just said that you want to be good. Is there a spark of goodness in your heart? Is this it? Is this what I should have been looking for for centuries..."

Billy Batson closed his eyes. He was just a teenage boy. Maybe this was too much for him...

"...But once I give the power to this boy, I can't take it back. It doesn't matter. I have no choice, right? I don't have time..."

"...Hurry up and chant that spell. Chant Shazam! We have to hurry. He will definitely come to me, but I am too weak to win this time..."

"Who?"

"Chant it with determination, faith, the intention to do good, and the longing for your parents and family. It will inspire all your potential. Chant it... Shazam!"

Boom!

Billy can still recall the deafening noise.

Just yesterday, when he was riding the subway at night, he was summoned to a stone castle by a white-bearded old man, and then, without saying anything, he was granted the powerful power to transform into a superhuman. This was exactly the plot of an adventure novel, and he was still confused.

The magic adventure he experienced dozens of hours ago and the normal world in front of him were almost completely separated.

"...You will inherit my seat in the Eternal Council..."

"...You will be able to shuttle through the sky like lightning, and you will have the power of a demigod..."

"...Solomon's wisdom, Hercules' strength, Atlas' endurance, Zeus's power, Achilles' courage, Mercury's speed..."

"Your power is boundless, not just the ability to fly and the power beyond ordinary people..."

"Heh..."

Billy puffed up his face.

No matter how boundless the power is, it is powerless when the parents are called.

He thought.

He was a little eager to shout Shazam in the principal's office and experience the power of becoming that burly adult.

Fortunately, Billy still had some sense at this time.

"I don't want to be ordered by that stupid principal to repair his roof."

He muttered in a low voice.

He put his foot into the half shoe he had just dragged off, and then picked up the heel with his big toe, and then shook it in the air...

"It's not just those spells you can control... There are many more... You must learn them all to protect your family, just like I should have done..."

"... You must stop Black Adam... Stop him from awakening the terrible seven deadly sins of mankind. He is eager to master all magic and rule our world. In order to achieve this goal, he will kill you..."

Ahhhhhh...

Billy shook his head.

What the hell is this? I don't understand it at all!

He blinked his eyes in confusion, all of this-

With a squeak, Billy jumped up from his seat in fear, and his shoes flew off.

He was so absorbed in recalling his adventures last night that he forgot to listen to the sounds in the corridor.

After so many years in the orphanage, he had already trained this skill to be passive. Even when he was put into different boarding families, he never failed to use this trick.

But he was so immersed in his thoughts just now that he didn't realize the danger at all!

But he was still quick enough to make a bigger noise before Principal Peter pushed the door in, forcibly covering up his act of almost throwing his shoes on the principal's desk.

"Billy."

Billy saw the orange-haired old woman raise her eyebrows and frown. Just this expression showed a kind of disgust.

He always felt that his new high school chose a brown horse to be their principal.

Billy stretched his head, but he didn't see the super rich Bruce Wayne behind the door.

This is normal. Today, Principal Peach called him to the office to talk to his parents, his guardians, or adoptive parents.

Such things, of course, can't be known to the noble Bruce Wayne.

Billy guessed that the super rich must have been "visiting" the broken and rotten infrastructure in this prison-like high school with the guidance of others.

Billy knew that he had to endure all this damned thing, the stupid school, the boarding family, and the two trash classmates who were bullied by him two days ago for more than three years...

Well, although the boarding family he is in now seems to be friendlier than those he met before, at least they are not bad guys, but he still knows that he doesn't belong here.

Behind Principal Peach is his adoptive father.

He frowned like the guardians of the boarding families Billy met before.

They only care about how much subsidy the government can give them every month for adopting an orphan. Whenever he caused trouble for these guardians, they would have this expression.

Billy stood up from his seat obediently, then put his feet into the shoes that he had not had time to put on completely, left the principal's seat in an extremely awkward posture, and sat on the chair opposite the desk.

The stupid horse-faced old woman glared at him, but did not seem to want to make much entanglement about the fact that he had just taken the principal's seat, which made Billy relieved.

"I'm busy now, let's make it short." He heard the red horse-faced Principal Peach say: "Mr. Keegan caught Billy fighting-on the first day of school."

"I understand, Principal Peach."

Billy's adoptive father sat down on a stool next to Billy.

Seeing his sincere expression, the headmistress's tone was slightly relieved.

"The rest of your family are good children, Mr. Vasquez." She said: "But..."

"Billy is also a good child." Billy's adoptive father answered her immediately.

He was a middle-aged man wearing glasses, but his tone was very sure at this time.

"Billy is a good kid, I believe it."

"Heh." Principal Peach said, "Have you seen his records in those previous schools?"

"Uh, no, but..."

"The evaluation is not very good!"

"In fact, this is the worst transcript I have ever seen. Billy's social worker did everything he could to get him into Fawcett High School, but entering our high school does not mean that he can stay forever..."

Before Principal Peach finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

A middle-aged man with blond hair pushed the door open and walked in, his expression was a little gloomy.

Principal Peach stood up immediately.

"Ah, Mr. Blair, I'm very sorry to alarm you. I know you are a busy man!"

"Busy donating to a school full of problem children." The middle-aged man named Blair snorted coldly, then turned his head to look at Billy.

"Is this the boy who picked a fight and beat up my son?"

Billy crossed his arms and turned his head: "He is bullying his classmates. I just can't stand people bullying the weak."

"Bullying the weak?" Blair said.

He sneered.

His attitude seemed to poke Billy's somewhat sensitive self-esteem.

The young boy jumped up and pointed at Mr. Blair and yelled: "Tell your little bastards to stop bullying people, or I will shove a spoon down their throats next time."

He said: "I will never break my promise."

"I also promise that if you even look at my boys again, I will take care of you."

Blair glanced at Billy's adoptive father next to him, then pointed his finger at his nose:

"Take care of your little beggars."

The next moment, he seemed to be about to turn around and leave, but suddenly raised his palm.

Billy's adoptive father immediately realized what he was going to do, and he rushed over and tried to block Billy: "How dare you..."

But there was someone who was faster than him.

"There will never be a second time, Mr. Blair, we promise." Principal Peach hurriedly stood in front of Billy: "Absolutely, absolutely, there will never be a second time."

Then she turned her head and glared at Billy: "Otherwise Fawcett High School will expel Billy Batson."

Blair put down his hand.

"It's better not to happen a second time."

He turned around: "Otherwise this school will not get half a dime of donations from me."

"Of course, of course." Principal Peach knew very well that she was very sober.

For a rich man like Bruce Wayne, it is possible that he just passed by their school and wanted to come in for a visit. If this rich man is pleased, it is not impossible to get a large donation.

But as long as a few hours pass, big men like Bruce Wayne will forget about their small and shabby high school. And alumni like Mr. Blair who provide stable donations to the school are the important help for the entire school to continue to operate.

So what should be done now is to maintain Mr. Blair's favor as much as possible and stop the damn Billy Batson from speaking nonsense again.

But now, she finally stopped the escalation...

"They started it first."

Principal Peach had the urge to slap his head.

But he soon realized that the sound was not made by Billy Batson.

"Mr. Bruce, you..."

He was surprised to see Bruce Wayne, whom he had just received, appear at the door.

He held a small display screen in his hand.

It showed yesterday's surveillance.

Blair's sons pushed a little boy on crutches to the ground, and then pressed another girl with her hands behind her back.

"It's obvious, sir, I think it's your son's problem."

"Mr. Wayne?!" Blair stuttered, "Didn't you visit the school and leave?"

Billy observed the man in front of him curiously.

He looked a little lazy, but unusually burly.

"So you are going to ignore the facts now, Mr. Blair?"

He saw him walk to the side of the golden-haired middle-aged man and put a hand on his shoulder.

"It's a misunderstanding." Blair replied immediately.

Billy blinked in confusion, and his anger just now disappeared without a trace.

He looked at the man who had just threatened him and immediately stood up and bowed 90 degrees to him.

"I'm sorry."

Then he immediately bowed to Bruce Wayne again: "I'm sorry, please don't cancel the order you just gave me, I'm sorry..."

Billy really couldn't understand his behavior as if his soul had been swapped.

"Hahaha, don't worry, don't worry, my friend, I won't cancel your order, I'm not that kind of person."

Billy heard Bruce say: "But I'm curious if your son is going to beat up the classmate with the leg problem?"

"I promise to go back and teach my boys a lesson... I..."

"Ah, let's not talk about this for now." Billy heard the super rich man say: "Are you going to beat up the little boy just now?"

"I'm... I'm..."

Blair is almost the richest man in Philadelphia. People like him would put on an arrogant attitude towards others because of money, but when he met someone richer than him, his knees were weaker than anyone else.

"Okay, I forgive you, Blair, I forgive you... Really."

He heard Mr. Bruce Wayne say.

Billy breathed a sigh of relief. In short, the problem might be solved now. Of course, this can't do anything to Mr. Blair, but in fact, he didn't really think about doing anything to him.

He was just a child in his teens after all.

He saw Mr. Bruce Wayne put his hand on Mr. Blair's shoulder.

Crack!

Billy only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and Mr. Blair with golden hair fell to the ground, screaming hoarsely...

"Ah! My arm! My arm is broken!"

Billy saw Bruce wipe his hair elegantly, and then walked to the other side of Mr. Blair's body leisurely in the dull eyes of everyone.

Crack!

Another crisp bone fracture.

Everyone! I finally found py again! (covering his butt as usual)

"American Comics: Starting the Dimensional War"

The soul of a card player in the previous life, the American comics in this life. As a senior card player in the previous life, Zack came to the troubled American comics world because of an accident. The existence of the philanthropist Kingpin, the boss of the novice village, the Serpent Shield who protects peace, and the director of the universe family planning, Thanos, made Zack determined to control his own destiny. Fortunately, he has the power of the system and the Tyrannosaurus Rex Zack, which allows him to start his journey behind the scenes in the American comics world and start a new dimension war.