Chapter 32

It has been three month since I was freed from prison and Batman went crazy, and Gotham has gone back to normal. The broken buildings were surprisingly built back quicker than expected and the people went back to living like war didn't just happen.

The new leader of the False face society is now Joker and his power in Gotham increased more than anyone else.

For the past three month, I have been doing something productive with my speed and reading every book in Gotham. Every. Single Book. Every book in their library, schools, hospitals, church, and houses. My knowledge compared to three month ago is like comparing a newborn to the world's best Doctor. The gap is too big.

I love being smart. It is fascinating to know things I never knew before. But the bad thing was that I have no experience yet, but soon, that will be different.

I walked into a loud nightclub with blasting music and a lot of dancing and looked around before looking down at my cloth. I was wearing a black suit, a red tie, a white dress shirt, a black dress shoe, and my long hair, which grew during my time in Batman prison, which was tied in a pony, before walking straight to the bar.

"Get me your strongest drink." I said, sitting down and looking around the bar.

"Coming right up." The bartender said.

'Time to test something out. I shouldn't be able to get drunk since it will move through my metabolism super fast.' I thought, catching the shot glass the bartender slid to me. I gulped it down in one go, surprising the bartender and others around who saw me. 'Like I thought. Nothing.'

"Oh, I like that guy." One girl said, looking at me.

"Girl, I can do that too." One big bulky man beside the girl said.

"No, you can't." I said after hearing the man and dropping my shot glass. "Your body is in bad shape even though you are that big. Also, if you don't know, you have cancer and will die in 3 months, 6 days, 5 hours, and 43 minutes. I advise, spend those times doing what you want to do." I said, looking at the man with a serious face. "I am a professional doctor, probably the best in Gotham."

"Y-you fucker." The man shouted, slamming the counter table. "You are just a drunk fool who will say shit to please a girl."

"Says the one who wanted to kill himself to get some pussy." I said, earning an ohh from the surrounding people. I asked the bartender for more and gulped it down again. "I can take you back to my research center and experiment on your body. Maybe it will heal you, maybe it will kill you. But don't worry, if you die, I will eat it. It won't go to waste."

"You bastard! You want to fight!?" The man shouted, rolling up his sleeve.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Yo, bartender, give me the entire bottle. This thing is as light as water, though more bitter." I said, dropping the shot glass.

"You little shi..."

Before the man could finish talking, I swiped his leg, tripping him and as he was falling, I grabbed his head and slammed it hard against the edge of the counter, crushing his skull and killing him.

"I am taller than you and was once bulkier than you." I muttered.

Seeing the man's head crushed, people started shouting and running away and started barfing.

Not caring, I gulped down the entire bottle of alcohol before standing up and arranging my suit. I then put on a black glove from my pocket, grabbed the dead man by his collar, and walked toward the door, the people parting way for me to go by.

I left the nightclub, without paying for the drink, and threw him into the trunk of my car, which was a red Ferrari. I don't even know why I bought a car, but I guess it is finding its uses.

I threw away the glove, entered the driver's seat, and drove away. I decided to buy a new home and not live in Felicia's house because who knows if she is watching me or something.

When I got home, a new bigger mansion I bought, I dragged his body down to my basement and walked down the hall filled with 50 cells, some of them having 1 or 2 humans. They were my food and experiment subjects.

I dragged him through the hall, the people in the cell shouting for me to let me go but I paid them no mind and entered the door at the end of the hall filled with experiment equipment and threw him on the experiment table.

"Shall we do our first experiment?" I said, putting on a white lab coat above my suit.