"...What?" Batman froze, but quickly realized what Roland meant. "You really are a freak—but we actually have held a cattle beauty contest."
"That works too. Bring her out."
"But it's a bull."
"If he really is Zeus, would he care?"
"Good point." Batman nodded and called Alfred, asking him to bring the animal over from the stables.
"So it belongs to you."
"Yep. I organized the cattle beauty contest too," Batman said. "I buy the winning animal for a high price."
"The things you spend money on..."
"It's mainly to promote livestock farming and keep money flowing through the economy."
As they chatted, someone drove over and delivered the animal.
The animal had a fine coat and an elegant build, with a deep, long chest, widely spaced ribs, a broad, level back and loin, and a large belly—the picture of dairy cattle.
"You know, I can see why it won." Roland patted its back. "I've always wanted to try milking a cow. Too bad this one's a bull."
"If you want to milk it, you can give it a try." Batman shrugged.
"Never mind. Let Maxie Zeus do the milking," Roland said.
Batman led the bull into a room in Olympus Tower, leaving it with Maxie Zeus.
"What is the meaning of this?" Maxie Zeus had a bad feeling.
"Aren't you Zeus? Now that you've seen such a beautiful animal, what comes next?" Batman smiled and shut the door.
"You—you—" Maxie Zeus was stunned, unsure what to do.
"You two really have no limits," Robin couldn't help commenting.
"What's the big deal? It all comes down to him." Roland watched the surveillance feed. Maxie Zeus fidgeted uneasily, staring at the bull with a deeply conflicted expression.
"He's not actually going to do it, is he?" Batman's expression stiffened. If Maxie