After DC Traveled Through Gotham, I Became Crazy and Stronger.

It was an ordinary afternoon in the second year of time traveling to Gotham. I looked at the corpse in front of me in deep thought. As a key subject of vigilante supervision, I had a shark attack on someone at home - how should I dispose of the body? *A medium-length short story, a writing practice, cp tips for treasure *First person perspective narrative Purpose: Cherish life