I plant trees in the superhero world

Those memories of the past flashed across the flash, Cyril continued to walk in without changing his face, but the waiter stopped, pointed to the table next to Bruce, smiled and said, "Sir, can you look here?" ?”

Cyril "..." Man, you are playing with fire!

But he thought of Bruce Wayne behind him, so he straightened his neck and said, "Okay, let's go here." Can't lose!Especially don't be cowardly in front of your ex-boyfriend.

Cyril ordered something he liked and sat on the small sofa. He didn't intend to eavesdrop, but the voices from their table continued to come in.

"Bruce, why don't you go to the show in France with me~"

"Of course it's great to be with you." Even if he couldn't see it, Cyril could still imagine Bruce Wayne's coquettish eyes. Although the word is feminine, it often fits Bruce Wayne's bewitching eyes .

Sure enough, the female companion smiled coquettishly, and the two started again. Cyril listened with mixed feelings in his heart.

He is not jealous, he has known this man for so long, and he knows this man better. Playboy is just a coat for him to conceal his identity as Batman. He often has to do a lot of things for this persona that he feels ashamed of. Do a lot of things that you don't want to do at all.

He wasn't jealous, he said it was distressing but he felt unwilling, finally he sighed and started playing with his phone.

[Small Brooklyn guy] Cyril, you're in Gotham, you're fine.

Cyril raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect Steve to send a message. At this time, the people in Avengers should still be busy, but his subordinates still reply to the message.

[Get rich and get rich] Fortunately, the road went smoothly, and I am eating now.

After a while, [Small Brooklyn guy] [image] and I were eating too.

The photo showed a table of feasts, and the limited exposure of the background showed the interior of the Avengers Building. Cyril realized that this must be their lunch for the Avengers. This kind of feast was probably ordered by Tony.

Cyril also took a photo of the lunch and replied to Steve.

[Little Brooklyn Man] How long are you going to be in Gotham?

[Get rich and get rich] Not necessarily, I don't know very well myself, at least three or four days.

Didn't he come to Gotham this time to water the park that he destroyed? The park is so big, and he doesn't know how long it will take him to finish watering it. Fortunately, he didn't really use a small watering can to water the tree. Even so, he didn't know how long he would have to toss about.

Steve didn't reply to the message for a long time, and Cyril didn't take it seriously. He continued to eat, and suddenly a phone call came in. Cyril glanced at it, a little strange, wasn't he still chatting just now, why did Steve suddenly change his call to Call?

"...Hello, Steve."

Bruce, who had already wiped his mouth and was about to get up, paused and sat down silently.

"Cyril, you'd better go back to New York as soon as possible, after all Gotham is so dangerous." Steve said on the phone, with worry in his voice.

I didn't expect Steve to care about him so much. Cyril said that it would be false if he was not moved, "Thank you, Steve, I will pay attention to safety. After all, I have something to do when I come to Gotham this time. There is always some history. Remaining issues need to be resolved."

Cyril's vague words misunderstood the two men who heard the conversation.

Steve was afraid that Cyril would find trouble with the Riddler. Now that he thinks about it, he must be too courageous to practice his fighting skills. He miscalculated his own strength and felt that he was too powerful. He wanted to seek revenge from the Riddler. This is not asking for death. ?

But Steve couldn't persuade Cyril explicitly, otherwise how would he explain that he knew about Cyril's past, and he was very anxious.

Bruce also frowned. He knew exactly what Cyril was doing. Even if he had learned martial arts from Captain America for a few days, he wouldn't be so rampant and wanted to take revenge. come out.

Steve hesitantly persuaded, "What is the problem left over from history... It's really not good, just wait for me for a few days, and I will come to Gotham to help you solve the problem after I finish my work." , the captain is really straightforward, the old popsicle has opened up.

Cyril laughed, "Fortunately, it's just a little thing, it doesn't matter, I never cause trouble, at most...at most it's just trouble me, I have lived in Gotham, so I know who to avoid Now, when should I hide, I won't be in trouble, don't worry."

How can I be so relieved!Listening to it, Steve felt more and more that Cyril was going to do something important, but he was a little clumsy in his impatience, and was fooled by Cyril's few words, and fell silent listening to the busy tone after the phone hung up.

Everyone in the Fulian didn't dare to disturb the black-faced captain, Steve let out a sigh of relief, "Forget it, let's work first."

Tony "Actually, we can do our best to solve the problem without you, captain. You can go to Gotham with peace of mind." In the face of major events, they will never hold back as teammates, but they didn't expect that Captain America actually fell in love with a man.

Steve looked at Tony suspiciously, can it really be solved?

Everyone in the reunion can do it, it will definitely do it.

Steve (too kind) Not so good.Forget it, I'll stay and supervise for another day.

Avengers:...

Cyril hung up the phone and heaved a sigh of relief. In fact, he was afraid of an enthusiastic person. The other party was too enthusiastic and treated him too well. He always felt that he was causing trouble to others. Although he was really touched, he still felt embarrassed.

Cyril was thinking wildly, when he saw Bruce stood up from the back, and left with his girlfriend on his arm, asking, did Bruce take a long time to eat this meal?

Even though he had mixed feelings about Bruce Wayne, he still obediently stayed at the Wayne Hotel. After all, this was considered a relatively safe place in Gotham, and he was unwilling to use his life to make fun of his personal prejudices.

At night, Cyril turned into Silla, and teleported to the destination Gotham Park. He had been here before, but he was not familiar with it. Looking at it now, although the vegetation has changed, in his opinion It doesn't seem to be very different from the past.If he hadn't found out about the news himself, he probably thought the system was fooling him.

A blue light gradually appeared in Cyril's right hand, and a strange beast appeared in front of him, with a turtle body wrapped around a snake, majestic and steady, a bit more domineering than the green dragon, but the light and shadow of this little beast was directed at Siri Er blinked his eyes to be cute, and tried his best to please the master, probably because he knew that Cyril didn't like it that much.

After all, it is a snake on his back. It is strange to say that the long and slender body of the dragon is not much different from the snake, but Cyril thinks that the small snake is more terrifying, and the dragon is majestic. The master was cute, and at first Cyril couldn't help the black line, but after a long time, he accepted it well. After all, compared with Qinglong's coldness, Xuanwu is naive and more friendly.

"Okay, Xuanwu, it's time for you to play."

Xuanwu held his head high, whistled in a low voice, and drew a small stream of water from the nearby lake. The water stream was mixed with water magic power, glowing blue, in the air, like a streamer, swaying on the saplings, circle and circle land, and soon watered a large expanse of trees and shrubs.

Cyril is a little complacent, it seems that the watering thing is not difficult, look at him, so much has been solved in a short while.

The system came out to pour cold water [do you think you have watered much, not even one-tenth of this park. ]

Cyrillic"……"

[Besides, your focus is not on watering. Your task is to plant trees. This time, watering is a task you set out for yourself. You have not planted any trees yet. ]

Cyril "..." Suddenly he was not very happy.

"Tell me, if I pull up the tree and plant it in again, does it count as having planted a tree?"

[... What is the difference between you and melting the chocolate you bought and then solidifying it to become your own chocolate? ]

Cyril smiled dryly, and continued to "water" diligently. Little Xuanwu worked very hard, but the work of watering depended on Cyril's mana reserves. With Cyril's ability, he could water at most in one night. After one-third, there is no mana.For the rest, he must save some mana for himself to teleport back to the hotel, and he must have some ability to protect himself, after all, this is Gotham.

Cyril looked at the sky. In order to avoid people, he came out at 3 o'clock in the morning. Speaking of which, he has been in Gotham for so long, and he hasn't seen the night of Gotham well.

It's not that he never went out at night before, but because he was afraid of death, he always acted quickly, never staying outside for a second, but he had never visited Gotham with a leisurely attitude, and now he is also a master of art and courage Yes, he can teleport back when he meets people. He really wants to see what Gotham is like at this time.

Really messy...

He hadn't passed a few alleys before he saw three gang fights, the sounds of fighting and wailing were endless, on the street, there were many people racing cars, many people were screaming and laughing like crazy, Siri Er didn't want to get involved, and disappeared as quickly as the wind.

The Bat Light, a famous scenic spot in Gotham. It is said that when the Bat Light is on, Batman will appear to save those who light up the Bat Light. Cyril has never turned on the Bat Light. He was not rescued by Batman, but now that he has the ability, he would like to see the Bat light on.

When Cyril finally found the bat lamp, a cold and deep voice appeared behind him, "Sira."

"Get out of my Gotham!"

Cyril "..." Damn it!

What he wanted to see was Batlight, not Batman!

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