I'm a little speechless. Due to some subtle reincarnation mechanisms in another world (big truck impact or something), my second rebirth is a bit boring.
The main thing is the location, Gotham City.
I don't really want to pick up the next line about Arkham, which is full of talent, because—now! I! Exist! This! Inside! Got it!
I'm going to make a fuss TAT
The first day of Tangtang's life in another world starts with avoiding // wandering the streets cheating on food and drink.
Before accepting the reality of wandering, please make sure you let me eat spicy hot dogs, bat burgers, and cookies. After all, there is a tradition of eating before going on the road!
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(First person warning of broken thoughts, can be substituted (if possible)
("I" is set as a cloud reader who reads fan fiction but not the original work, and is an ordinary high school student who is not diligent in his limbs, because he wants to write about how ordinary people deal with time-travel events)
(The inspiration is based on the stereotypes of Chinese and Chinese fandom, bad memes, and the writing that wants to mix in some wooden fish hell jokes, mainly to make some mindless complaints and light-hearted ideas)
(This is my first time writing about a DC fan, although I can't write anything else (sad), it's purely for my own entertainment, and I write it casually. I haven't read much of the original work. Yes, I just haven't read the comics very much. I just read DCEU by chance. Maybe I'll play with Lego (maybe I hope). Why does it feel like I'm some kind of stacked armor master who's going crazy? Disclaimer)
(I've already written crazy fan stories, so please let me)
Intention: In short, people should not eat without suffering.
