American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander

"So you have nothing to do today?

Otherwise, why would I take guests from another world to see something that I can’t usually see?

Do you think we see less fighting and killing, or do you think we see less men and women taking off their clothes and fighting? "

While responding to Floyd's words, Downton gave him a look of "well done", because if Floyd drove, Tang himself could sit in the back seat with Ciri.

So, Downton quickly opened the passenger door and waved to Geralt.

"Come on, old white wolf, your place is here."

"Oh? Should I sit in the front? It should look good. The window in the front of this thing is very spacious, and the view should be good."

Geralt nodded to Downton, then bent down and sat in the passenger seat.

But halfway through sitting, he had to leave his seat, turned around and took down the steel sword and silver sword from behind.

Holding the two swords in his left hand, Geralt touched the passenger seat.

“The leather and design are excellent, and it must be very comfortable to sit on, but I can’t sit here with my sword on my back.

In my world, whether on horseback or in a carriage, we place our swords where they are most comfortable.

But your world doesn't look like this. There are very few people in your world who use swords, otherwise there wouldn't be such an inconvenient design for drawing swords! "

While commenting, Geralt sat in the passenger seat holding the Toussaint steel sword and the Lake Lady silver sword.

After leaning comfortably on the back of the chair, he looked around, and then adjusted the sword in his arms uncomfortably.

Although the body of Rolls-Royce is spacious enough, that is for ordinary people.

As for his long sword, the width of the co-pilot seems narrow.

Of course, the long sword must be put down in the passenger seat, but Geralt habitually wanted to place the sword at an angle so that he could pull it out at any time.

As a result, the co-pilot's space was not big enough for him to toss around, and the ends of the scabbards of the two long swords would inevitably poke around on Floyd's thighs.

Looking at Geralt who was constantly adjusting his posture, Floyd couldn't help but roll his eyes with a particularly obvious contrast.

Just when Geralt adjusted the angle of the sword for the nth time, he suddenly reached out and held down the two swords.

"Hey Geralt, your two wonderful babies are not very popular in our world.

Why don't you listen to my advice and keep these two good things at home? If you don't feel safe, I can give you two of the most popular weapons here!

To be honest, we have not used swords here for a long time, that thing has been eliminated.

Boss, go ahead and order Geralt’s sword, and I’ll get him two powerful large-caliber revolvers to play with! "

Speaking of this, Floyd grabbed both swords directly under Geralt's extremely uncomfortable expression.

After throwing the two swords to Downton through the passenger window, Floyd took out a magnum from the gun cabinet in the car and gave it to Geralt.

"You take it and study it first, and I'll tell you how to use it while driving.

By the way, when you are researching, be sure to pay attention to the muzzle of the gun...that is, the hole at the front. Don't point it at anyone.

But even if it is aimed at someone, it doesn't matter. After all, the boss is still here. As long as he doesn't think he deserves to die, there is no way he will be shot by an inexplicable bullet in front of him.

Anyway, you study first, it’s time for me to ask the boss and the beautiful Miss Xili to get in the car! "

After the words fell, Floyd waved to Downton, and Downton turned around and sent the two swords to his room with mental force.

At the same time, without Downton opening the door, Shirley used her curiosity and initiative to open the back seat door like Downton had done before.

After getting in and sitting down, Xili looked around excitedly and curiously. Everything in the car filled her with novelty.

At the same time, Downton got in the car and opened the small refrigerator, took out a few bottles of wine and distributed them to everyone.

"Wow, this wine is still cold!"

"Wow, what a beautiful bottle!"

"Oh, what a strong drink, exciting!"

"Tang, what's the name of this thing? Can you give me one? I want to take it back to our place and play with it directly."

"Wait a minute, the window moved on its own!"

"Wow, it's moving and starting to move forward, haha!"

"This feeling is much more comfortable than riding a horse or a carriage. It's not bumpy at all, and my butt feels much better!"

"Wow, I..."

"Ciri!!!"

Seeing Ciri expressing her feelings as she sat in a car for the first time, Geralt finally couldn't help but interrupt her.

I saw Geralt holding a Magnum revolver in one hand and whiskey in the other, shaking the bottle and speaking to Ciri.

"Don't be so surprised, Xili, look at Tang's expression."

"Wait, what kind of expression can I have? I'm not laughing at you. I always have this expression when I watch Gotham!"

Downton interrupted Geralt's words, then casually held down Ciri's right leg, touched and patted Ciri's plump and healthy thigh.

"Xili, you can have fun today, but don't worry about your cheap father who is an old handsome guy with white hair and is not mainstream.

Just kidding, this is my home court. Your White Wolf dad's tricks won't work. I am the authority here.

Come, cheers, this cup is just to welcome you! "

After he finished speaking, Downton picked up the wine bottle and touched it with Shirley.

After the crisp clinking of glasses, Geralt stared at Donton's hand speechlessly and took a sip of wine unhappily.

After spitting out the alcohol, Geralt turned his head and looked straight ahead, but he whispered to Donton.

"Try to let go of your hand, God buddy.

Even if you are a god, at least don't touch me in front of me, damn it.

I look really uncomfortable. Maybe you are right. I really treat this girl as my own child..."

"Haha, Geralt, you finally admit it!"

Listening to Geralt's words, Ciri held Donton's hand with her thighs and laughed happily.

She didn't have any extra feelings for her biological father. After all, it was that biological father who prompted her to live a wandering life for the past ten years.

If it weren't for that damn engagement, she wouldn't have escaped from the court.

But it was also that engagement that gave her the opportunity to meet the people she cherished most now, such as Geralt, old man Vesemir, and Yennefer and Triss.

Thinking of this, Ciri lay comfortably on the back of the chair and raised her hand to grab Donton's wrist.

"Brother, what's the point of just touching your legs? Why not change to another place?"

"Haha, sister, you are so fucking nice!

But forget it, I won't make trouble for White Wolf. I'm afraid he will be so angry that he will shoot and break my car window. It's so expensive!"

Seeing Ciri pulling her hand towards her chest, Donton finally took her hand back.

It was really embarrassing for Donton to do this in front of White Wolf.

After all, White Wolf was like a serious old father-in-law.

But Geralt, who was fiddling with the gun in confusion, looked a little less serious.

While pulling the bolt safety of the revolver, Geralt tried to push the revolver's cylinder down.

In short, the next moment, there was a loud bang, and a bullet went straight through the muzzle and nailed to the window of the Rolls-Royce.

Fortunately, Donton stopped the bullet in time, otherwise his window would not be saved.

Feeling a considerable degree of recoil, looking at the bullet that stopped in front of him, Geralt was startled, then curiously grabbed the hot bullet and asked Floyd beside him.

"I roughly know how to use this thing. The structure is really simple. I'm afraid even a monkey can play with it.

This thing uses the explosion just now to shoot this little thing out to kill people, right?

But I have a question. If the little thing that was launched was not stopped by Don, how far could it hit and how thick the armor could it penetrate?"

Speaking of this, Geralt looked at Floyd thoughtfully, and Floyd nodded in understanding.

While turning the steering wheel to adjust the direction, Floyd said.

"You look like a smart person. I guess you have already figured out the key to your question.

Yes, you guessed right. The thing that the boss stopped in the air is called a bullet.

If it is not stopped, it can at least shoot a few hundred meters away, and it can also penetrate all the armor in your world that is not equipped with special defensive magic!

As for whether it can shoot through your Quinn shield?

By the way, I can take you to the shooting range later. We can try it there. I can also introduce you to more guns.

In addition to the one in your hand, our world also has heavy guns that can kill people from two kilometers away, and super bombs that can blow up a mountain from dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of kilometers away.

I won't let you actually operate the latter kind of bomb, but I can still take you to play with the gun that can shoot two kilometers!"

At this point, Floyd turned around and turned to Donton and asked.

"Boss, should we go to the mall or the shooting range first? You are the boss, you decide."

"Let's go to the shooting range first. After all, White Wolf and Ciri are both the type who prefer weapons, right Ciri?"

Donton rubbed Ciri's back again.

Feeling Donton's caress, Ciri nodded with a red face.

"Of course, I can't wait to see the power of guns!"

"Me too!"

On the co-pilot, Geralt swallowed his saliva with a heavy look in his eyes.

After listening to Floyd's words, Geralt could already imagine the scene of guns firing at knights in armor from hundreds or thousands of meters away.

That scene must be very cruel, after all, Floyd also emphasized that armor can't completely stop bullets.

No wonder swords in this world have withdrawn from the mainstream battlefield.

In front of such a terrifying weapon, knights can only become a target, right?

I'm afraid the knights in this world are simply smashed to pieces by guns and bullets!

Just as Geralt was thinking with heavy eyes, Floyd continued to ask Donton.

"As for the shooting range, which one should we go to? Our family has many shooting ranges.

Should we go to the one behind the Roman Manor, or the one under the Iceberg Club, or the Big Fish Bar in Fish and the Antarctic Club recently opened by Penguin?"

"Let's go to the Iceberg Club." Donton responded briefly, and the car immediately drove there.

On the way, when the car passed the traces of the collapse of the sky rail a few days ago, Ciri couldn't help asking Donton.

"Strange, isn't this your territory, Donton.

But why are there still so many signs of destruction on the street?

Is it possible that in your world, even you can't protect your city well?

I have seen how powerful your subordinate Clark is, but I haven't seen much of your ability.

Except for the hand you used to catch Tianhui Dragon..."

"Wait, what did you say?"

Suddenly, Donton interrupted Ciri.

"You are damn right, sister, where is my dragon?

Damn it, I forgot my dragon in your world, it won't go on a killing spree in your world!

Fuck, drinking is really a hindrance!"

At this time, Donton finally remembered the forgotten dragon, and saw him suddenly disappear from his seat.

Seeing Donton disappear in flames, Ciri pursed his lips in astonishment, then looked at Floyd, who was also confused, and asked.

"Brother Floyd, has Don always been so... impetuous? "

"Well, he is the boss, he can do whatever he wants, and we can't stop him.

But I can answer your question for him, you are right, even in our world, even if our boss Downton is super powerful.

But he still can't stop the ugliness of the world and the attacks launched by others on him.

The dilapidated ruins we are passing by were caused by an attack half a month ago.

The evil Doctor Fate deceived two girls who are almost as righteous as you and took them to attack the boss.

Although the boss quickly solved their troubles, you also saw that the city was built in a mess.

But this is already good, after all, Doctor Fate's other accomplices later killed people in a city called Washington to avenge our boss.

In that revenge, at least millions of people died in Washington, which is hundreds of... and so on.

Damn it, that thing was not done by Doctor Fate, I might have said it wrong, the things involved are very complicated.

But it doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, the result is the same anyway, an entire city was destroyed, and millions of people died. "

After the voice fell, Floyd looked deeply at the surrounding ruins.

Because the family and Wayne Enterprises intervened and simply led the city's reconstruction work.

Therefore, the speed of repairing Gotham City is much faster than when it was led by City Hall.

Even now, there are gang members who have gathered homeless people in the Arkham area and are working hard to repair the damaged parts of the city.

One particularly interesting point is.

When gang members command homeless people alone, it is simply a disaster. The homeless people will be forced to work like free slaves.

And when Wayne Enterprises command homeless people alone, even if Wayne Enterprises gives enough money, don't think about it. Let the homeless people become qualified temporary workers according to their requirements.

But when the gangster family and Wayne Enterprises joined forces to drive the homeless people...

One hand is a big stick, the other hand is a sweet date, Wayne pays the money, and the gangsters manage.

This set of combined punches actually made reasonable and effective use of the huge number of homeless people in Arkham District.

Of course, the premise for all this to work perfectly is that their leaders are Penguin and Fox!

There is no need to say much about Penguin's ability and deterrence, and there is no need to talk about Fox's generosity.

The cooperation between the two of them is now particularly tacit, which is unexpected.