After buying the earth [Comprehensive British and American]

Although she was very speechless about this truth, and even had an urge to turn around and leave immediately, as a mature social person, Hilda chose to ignore this fact for the time being, and complained to Bruce after returning to Wayne Manor this matter.

"So," the person in charge nodded in satisfaction, and reached out to Hilda, "Good cooperation? Miss Walker."

"I have to explain two things in advance." She was indifferent and didn't intend to shake hands with the other party. Fortunately, the person in charge had experienced many battles, so he calmly withdrew his hand and pretended nothing happened.

"Oh? What's the problem."

"...The first question, although I don't want to admit it myself, but in a sense, I am indeed bound to the mutants. This may cause some people to have a reaction against me and the Gotham I promote. Disgusted," Hilda said.

Vanessa's expression changed, she didn't expect Hilda to reveal her fault at all, so she interjected and added: "...but everything has pros and cons, more people will only hate Hilda who has the courage to represent mutants The lady is fond of it, and, I think--"

The person in charge made a "stop" gesture: "If what you want to say is this, we don't care. Let the incompetent and furious guys continue to bark on the Internet. Gotham only welcomes truly capable people. If More mutants are willing to come to Gotham because of Miss Walker's promotion, and I believe this city will develop even better because of their participation!"

——Developed better?Hilda thought, who developed better?Is Gotham mutant trafficking organization?

You know, the finale project that often occurs in Gotham's black market is the auction of mutants.The local mutants in Gotham either hide their identities tightly, or they can only seek asylum early-in short, there is no such thing as equality for everyone here.

However, Hilda didn't say what was in her heart, she just put a vague sneer on her face.

"So, there is a second question," she paused, thinking about how to organize her words, "I can't guarantee whether I will be blocked or...wanted for some reason in the future—you know, because of some Small, furry, and identity-related issues."

"Oh." The person in charge raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Vanessa rested her forehead with one hand, holding back a suppressed sigh.How could anyone expose their own problems so proactively when signing a contract?Even if the other party doesn't care, it's hard not to take the opportunity to lower the price—what else is wanted... Vanessa feels that after talking for a long time, there are nine out of ten things that are going to go wrong.

However, maybe she really doesn't understand the brain circuits of Gotham people.

The person in charge didn't care about the "problem" that Hilda said at all.

"That's not a problem," the person in charge said nonchalantly, "Except for the previous city propaganda ambassador, each of the previous city propaganda ambassadors has more or less an arrest warrant. To tell you the truth, some of them are still in Black Gate Prison. ! These days, who hasn’t violated the law once or twice? Just try not to let the arrests make a big splash during the publicity cycle, just spend some money, press it, believe me, no one will pay attention to this trivial matter.” Said the last , he even lowered his voice a little, "... If you really go in, it doesn't matter, I know people who are related, as long as the money is in place..."

He gave Hilda a friendly and meaningful smile, obviously looking forward to the question Hilda had mentioned so that he could make a fortune.

Hilda: "..."

Vanessa: "..."

Even though Hilda thought she had some understanding of the ecology of Gotham City, she was still surprised by the behavior of the official staff.

She twitched her mouth: "...Oh, so who was the last city propaganda ambassador who didn't go to prison?"

The person in charge picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee: "Oh, this one, of course it is the famous Mr. Bruce Wayne in our Gotham City."

Hilda: "...?"

"In order to save the bleak tourism industry in Gotham City, Mr. Wayne personally took part in the filming of the promotional video for Gotham City," he explained unhurriedly, "hiring a professional team and spending a lot of money in I think the shooting is very good, and it stands to reason that it should be able to achieve the results we want to see-but who knows what the group of outsiders think?"

He sighed, apparently very incomprehensible: "The number of tourists visiting Gotham was even lower that year. Miss Vanessa, you are not from Gotham, are you? Let me tell you, Gotham is so good, why do you come from other places? People don’t want to come here to travel? I don’t think there is anything special about New York. There are a lot of cities like New York in the United States, but the tourism industry in New York City is actually developing quite well. Alas, I really don’t understand.”

For a moment, Vanessa didn't know whether the person in front of her really didn't know the reason or was just joking.

She kept smiling: "...Maybe it's because of order?"

"Order? No, no, no, you outsiders always misunderstand us. You know, Gotham is a very well-mannered city." The person in charge shook his head, not agreeing with Vanessa's answer, "We There's order and there's never any big trouble."

This is the truth, Gotham really can't talk about rules anymore, because of its chaos, it needs a set of rules to restrain the bottomless human nature.Of course, those lunatics in Arkham are not part of the Gotham rules.

This rule follows the logic of Gotham, but in the eyes of outsiders, it is a manifestation of disorder.

"—However, because of Mr. Wayne's defeat," said the person in charge, "our requirements for the city's publicity are more relaxed. Our publicity plan this year follows the past practice, but it has not yet been fully determined. But if you have You can also put forward any ideas of your own, and we will take them into consideration..."

"If I have." Hilda held her face and replied casually.

"So do you have any ideas?" Bruce yawned, and embraced Hilda, who was leaning over, into his arms. His blue eyes were slightly closed, and a little hazy mist appeared. Those eyes were like It is the sapphire hidden in the mist, which makes Hilda even more addicted.

He was wearing a black sweater and a white blanket brought by Alfred was draped over his legs. Hilda leaned against him, feeling that her whole body was immersed in warmth, and she couldn't help sighing: " ... What can I think? I don't have a hero complex, and I want to save Gotham City's tourism industry by myself."

As she said that, she deliberately glanced at Bruce, obviously trying to push him to shoot a promotional video for Gotham - just a few minutes ago, Hilda borrowed Bruce's laptop and found the promotional video, not only in front of Bruce watched it from beginning to end, adding his own comments along the way.

Bruce: "..."

He touched the tip of his nose, lowered his head helplessly, rubbed Hilda's cheek, and said in a low voice, "...don't laugh at me."

Anyone who knew Batman and his dual identity would have their jaws dropped.Batman, or Bruce Wayne, is not so soft on everyone.

But the person who made him subdue didn't realize how rare it all was—she was so happy that she even stretched out her hand and ruthlessly pushed him away: "Don't make me laugh!"

Bruce: "...so, what are you going to do? I can have the funds redeployed. They're really underpaid."

"I have an idea," Hilda thought for a while, and said, "What do you think of making a low-cost vlog from the perspective of ordinary people?"

"...vlog?"

"Or live broadcast," Hilda said, "mainly to record a day in Gotham from the perspective of ordinary people or travelers. The previous promotional shooting has a similar idea, but it is too delicate-compared to Gotham itself The image outside, ahem, seems very fake. Although the picture is beautiful, but as an outsider, I only feel that this is trying to trick me into Gotham and kill me."

"Pfft—" Jason just happened to pass by the living room, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing. ——Just kidding, who can trick Hilda Walker into Gotham and kill him?

Hilda rolled her eyes at him, then looked at Bruce who was lost in thought: "What do you think?"

"I think you're just too clever, dear." He smiled and kissed Hilda.

— Actually not.Hilda was a little guilty, but she actually came up with this idea mainly because she passed by Beggar Street when she was strolling today, which aroused her memories of the past. At that time, she was still begging on that street, and met a man on youtube The unlucky guy who was severely beaten by her in the live broadcast... This accident inspired her.

She said: "But this is just my idea, who knows if the other party will agree?"

"Of course," Bruce affirmed. "If they don't agree, I'll pay you to do it. Whatever you want, honey, I'll give you what you need."

"What if I want the moon?"

"Then I'll buy you the moon."

"What if I want stars?"

"Then I'll buy every star for you."

"What if I want Bruce Wayne?" Hilda's fingers lightly landed on Bruce's lips, tracing gently.

"Oh...it's a bit difficult," Bruce pretended to be embarrassed, frowned and thought for a while, "With all due respect, why do you want someone who already belongs to you?—Bruce Wayne is already yours, my lady."

Hilda laughed. She stared deeply at the man in front of her, feeling the joy overflowing in her chest, and the vine-like possessiveness that grew out of this joy. Human, yet not only was he oblivious to it, but he was still blinking briskly at her.

She wished she could hide him in her heart.

Hilda felt that she could no longer imagine losing Bruce Wayne.

He should belong to her, he must belong to her.

"Hilda?" Bruce looked at her suspiciously, keenly aware that something was wrong.

"I was just thinking, if I really plan to shoot a vlog in Gotham, or live broadcast, what should be the name." Hilda looked away.

"It's hard for me, baby." He thought for a while, searched for related videos, and glanced at them, "Maybe...'Spend a day in Gotham with me'?...Don't laugh, I I know I'm not good at naming names."

Hilda smiled and gave him a thumbs up: "This is very good!"

- the decision is it!