Maybe it's because New York is still immersed in the sadness of losing a good friend.

Even the security personnel at New York University are a little decadent.

I kept scrolling on my phone, looking at everything about Spider-Man.

He couldn't help but murmur in his mouth: "He helped me in the past."

So much so that he didn't notice a figure and had already entered the building through a rather incredible method.

Wayne understands their nostalgia and respect for Spider-Man.

But that has nothing to do with Wayne.

What Wayne needs to do is use the computers here to get himself a foolproof identity.

Pulling on his hood, it was clear that Wayne had never been to New York University, but he was still able to easily dodge all the cameras.

In the shortest amount of time, Wayne had found where he found himself.

New York University computer room.

It's just that the computer room is now closed, and the electronic lock at the door indicates to everyone who wants to enter that it is not just a decoration.

Obviously I don't want some energetic students to come here to study hard at night.

Especially as Christmas is approaching.

In response, Wayne just calmly took out a gadget from his universal belt.

Pressing the little thing on it, the electronic lock was completely opened without even letting Wayne wait for long.

After looking around, Wayne entered the computer room directly.

Flowing clouds and flowing water.

After making sure that there was no student trapped here due to oversleeping in the current computer room, Wayne had already started his actions.

Even though the computers here are not particularly good, they are still enough for Wayne to create an identity for himself that is completely flawless.

In the dark computer room, only the computer in front of Wayne shone light.

But the baseball cap and the hat from the hood completely hid Wayne's face from the camera.

The only sound that echoed in the computer room was the clicking of the keyboard.

When the sun rose again, Wayne had already taken care of everything he needed.

Wayne's perception of his current body has really been refreshed once again.

Even if he didn't close his eyes all night, he was still in high spirits.

But this night, Wayne had made all the preparations.

Legal identity, legal driver's license, legal bank account, and even social security number.

It was even possible to check with the IRS the tax records Wayne submitted each year.

"I'm really grateful to Mr. Kane for choosing our bank. You will always be our best customer." The bank manager smiled and extended his hand to Wayne.

"See you next time." Wayne shook the manager's hand.

Then he turned around and left here.

After Wayne left, there was always a teller happily discussing this handsome guy.

A handsome, even sexy man, but wearing the most inappropriate clothes, looks dramatic no matter how you look at it.

It wasn't until the bank manager sent Wayne out that the tellers stopped their discussions.

Although the bank manager was somewhat resistant to Wayne's cash, in American society, there are only a few types of people who use cash in large quantities.

But those guys are obviously not people who can normally walk in the sun.

But everything Wayne showed proved that this guy was a real normal person.

Even if the bank manager does have doubts, he will not refuse such an ordinary person to deposit money in their bank.

When Wayne walked out of the last bank, he was no longer just a bat walking around with millions of dollars on his back.

But a millionaire Bruce Wayne.

Wayne's next step is pretty clear.

That is to put on suitable clothes for yourself.

Standing on the Gucci measuring table, Wayne was being measured and questioned by the dressmaker.

"Sir, is this a formal occasion or a social event?"

"social contact."

"Is it daytime or nighttime?"

"I want one for the day and one for the evening."

"That style?"

“Italian style.”

"How many buttons?"

"Two."

Since Wayne does not have a fixed address now, he can only come and pick it up in two days.

But even so, Wayne still changed his outfit from head to toe.

The fitted three-piece suit gives Wayne a completely new look now.

Looking at the memorial service for Spider-Man in the distance and the speeches of Spider-Man's family, Wayne just walked in the opposite direction of the crowd without saying a word.

He already knows what the world he lives in is like.

Speaking of which, he has also seen movies about this world. After all, there are multiple Spider-Man worlds, which makes people curious anyway.

He used to be one of them.

Especially Gwen Stacy, who later became the wife of the public, appeared in it.

That makes it even more unforgettable.

But none of this has anything to do with him now.

Now he needs to settle all his affairs in this world as soon as possible.

Obviously, he is not a guy with special abilities. It is probably impossible for him to leave this world again.

All he can do now is start his own life in this world.

Already like this, what he can do is quite limited.

"Isn't it a little small?" Thomas frowned and said this as he looked at the house that Wayne had selected through Wayne's eyes.

"If I inherited your property, Wayne, do you think I would live here?" Wayne was quite satisfied with the small single-family building in front of him.

Although if you want to build your own Batcave in the future, it will be a somewhat huge project.

Thomas didn't know what to say anymore.

Also, even if he did no longer care about Wayne Group, he still lived in Wayne Manor.

Naturally, you will feel that this house is a little too small.

"At least I have a place to live now." After parking his newly purchased car, Wayne walked on the lawn in front of his house and looked into the distance, "Even if this residence may be different from

A trouble is very close."

There were several people putting their belongings at the door of the house.

Sometimes, the things you most want to avoid will often happen to you.

Wayne is indeed trying his best to avoid bumping into Spider-Man, but the problem is that he can find a place that suits him, can move in without affecting his daily expenses.

Just here.

A single-family house a hundred meters away from Spider-Man's house.

Now Wayne could already see the white-haired old woman being helped back.

Who else could it be besides Spider-Man’s Aunt May?

"You really don't need me to stay with you?" Mary Jane looked at Aunt Mei, who had already turned white-haired, with a worried look on her face.

She was really worried about Aunt Mei's mental condition.

The feeling of a white-haired person giving a black-haired person a gift must not be very pleasant.
Chapter completed!