Wayne family salted fish daily [Comprehensive British and American]

I didn't speak to Jason until the day I went to Comic-Con.

Choking people feel good for a while, and afterwards the crematorium.

After I realized that I was broadcasting my own black history loudly in front of me again, I rushed back to the room in a hurry, and after a moment of stunned outside, Jason, who laughed loudly, and Jason who didn't know what happened I threw my father directly into the living room, and I even slammed the door, and heard Jason's louder shout: "Are you sure you won't come and have supper with us, Roxy?"

"I'll make the stew before you get up."

……

hateful!Damn, hate, hate!

I think Jason has completely taken advantage of my weakness.How else would he know that I would succumb to the threat of risotto, damn it!I really want to eat!

I struggled with pain in my heart, and then silently opened the door of the room half a second later. Fortunately, my past experience has allowed me to calmly face my dear father who has already reacted, and there is a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. There's that nasty red hood with that smirk that never left his mouth.

Seriously, no girl would like him like this!

Even if there is, it's just greedy for his face!

At most, there are cooking skills!

Plus figure at most!

While muttering in my heart, I closed my mouth and glared fiercely at Jason, and sat down at the table very sincerely. Within 5 minutes, a hot and delicious cream stew appeared in front of me , obviously what my second brother coaxed me was true.

Barely forgive him.

After I stuffed a mouthful of stewed rice into my mouth, I felt that it was worthwhile to forgive my second brother.

The aroma of the cream explodes in the mouth. The seafood on the plate is definitely more than just an embellishment. The mushrooms and truffles that are perfectly integrated into the sauce are perfectly integrated into the sauce, which makes the seafood should have a fishy taste. The smell was completely wiped out, leaving only the freshness and sweetness.

One bite of rice made me smile at my second brother again.

After I happily finished cooking, I thought it was time to go back to my room and play games.

After all, today my father has revealed all the things that I have concealed before, and my father has finally explained to me the weirdness I perceived from Overwatch.

So my girlfriends and I are really not from the same world, shit, what kind of magical setting is this unfolding?

I was thinking incredulously, but at the same time, I didn't stop moving the food into my mouth. Eating and listening to stories... No, what's the conflict with listening to what happened?

Although what my father meant was that Overwatch had just "awakened" and didn't know why the fusion of worlds happened, why all the existing things in their memory were swallowed up, and what happened in their world Events are almost non-existent, and even a few people have different life trajectories.

But now that they have recalled it, and accidentally discovered that whether it was Aunt Anna or Old Jack, the only person they had contact with before the "awakening" was me, so they thought that I might be one of the key figures in the fusion of the world.

Grass, my life is obviously extremely ordinary. Except when I was recognized by my own father at the age of 20 and found out that the whole family except me was a superhero, nothing special happened to me. What could I be? key person.

Not only did I think so, I also asked this question.And my dad also shrugged helplessly, and told me euphemistically that they actually don't know why Overwatch thinks so, but the Alliance—

It's just the Justice League. It is said that my father asked Superman to hide my affairs from other organizations for the time being. After he was going to find out what happened, he would confirm that the incident was related to me. Over there, mainly Superman, the only one who knew about it, had already agreed. It's my father's idea.

In Jason's words, it's really hard for him to ask that stupid boy scout to put on a bad face. No matter how hard that guy tries to put on a straight face and threaten him, it's useless to his family.

It's just alien scouts, let's see which bats are afraid of him.

To be honest, I thought Superman would be pretty scary when he was angry.After all, it is said that he is comparable to Hulk in terms of strength alone, and he might even beat him.

That was the Hulk who almost trampled me into a meatloaf during the invasion war!I don't think I'll be able to have a friendly and intimate relationship with the Hulk in my life.

Can anyone really do it?That's Hulk!

No, let’s get down to business, after I’ve figured everything out, I thought I could finally return to my normal happy life of salted fish.

My dad, however, interrupted my chant of a happy life after I had cleared the dishes and cleaned them up.

"Jason will be in charge of your next training courses...Of course, you can also learn from that Mr. Shimada, these two things do not conflict."

?

What the hell are you talking about?

No, Jason is responsible for something?No way, no way, I won’t receive the message “I don’t even have time to rest because your second brother wants to train you” when my master returns to New York and I’m about to end my life in bed. 】This kind of bad news, right?No way no way?

Life always hits you in the head just when you think you've had enough.

Obviously yesterday I just lost my wife Wild Rose and my husband Satoru was sealed, and today I got a period of time in the future—basically until before the superhero special exhibition—I have to accept my master and Jason’s ruthless series train.

I will die!I'm really going to die on the training ground!

Just when I was howling and about to pounce on my former spiritual friend, he coldly withdrew his feet and said with a smile: "You won't, you are Captain America who can breathe fire."

who is it!Who told him this!who!

Therefore, after getting a good night's sleep, I stepped into a life like hell, and the days of salty fish are far away from me.

Captain America, who can breathe fire, feels that he will never be able to breathe fire in this life. I have already sprayed all the fire that I can breathe in my life.

Otherwise, why do I feel like I’m going to die here, and there’s a demon with arms folded in front of me, who is sarcastically mocking me: “No way, our powerful fire-breathing Captain America won’t be able to train two in a row. You can't breathe fire in an hour? You don't brag like that before training starts."

yes!Before the training started, I said something like "Look if I don't tire you down, you can eat a child with three heads and six arms, the big villain Red Hood!", but isn't that the usual opening provocation?Who would take it seriously!

Jason took it seriously.

Otherwise, he didn't really take it seriously, but because I happened to be able to grasp this handle, I increased my training intensity.

So he happily accepted, damn it, what a sinister man, I announced that I would expel Jason from the ranks of my spiritual friends.

fire!

"Don't think I don't know that you are rolling around on the ground to be lazy, Roxy." The devil's voice came from my side, I opened my eyes in pain, and saw him squatting next to me and tearing the corners of his mouth: " Isn't this awake?"

"I'm going to die soon, I'm going to die!" I protested loudly: "Even if I'm going to die, I have to be a hungry ghost, right? I'm so hungry!"

"Sometimes I really want to cut your stomach open to see if it's made by aliens. You fucking? Mom just ate three beef cheeseburgers, two large glasses of Coke, 40 yuan chicken nuggets and Five slices of pizza, now you tell me you're hungry?"

Jason twitched the corners of his mouth. Even from my angle of looking up, he could still see his distorted face. Obviously, he had nothing to say about my appetite.

"That's not my fault. Dad said that the virus will quickly consume my physical energy. I can't be hungry. I have to eat when I'm hungry!"

I continued to protest loudly. I am ashamed to say that when I was in the home of my adoptive parents, as the elder sister, I never protested against my parents or brothers and sisters in this way—mainly because I didn’t. The one who was forced to listen to vexatiousness.

I totally get it.

Seeing the expression on my second brother who can't get used to me and can't get rid of me, it's really kind of him? Damn it's cool.

Modo Modo...

"I know, I know, stop screaming—" my second brother pressed his head with a headache, and muttered in his mouth at the same time: "You are indeed a person who is connected with the blood of the little devil, you are not as good as his devil!" Comparable."

Hmph, you are the first person in this world to experience my unreasonable troubles, hurry up and feel honored!

It made my second brother have to take out the takeaway dinner that he ordered in advance, and at the same time, he ordered other meals in case I was "hungry again". Virus.

This thing is really good. The speed I couldn't reach before can now be easily achieved. The strength I couldn't exert before can now easily hit the sandbags. I must be tired quickly after such high-intensity exercise before.

But now it's completely different, I suspect that as long as I have enough food, I can fight like an emotionless machine.

But the energy consumption is too fast, and I also feel hungry very easily. Naturally, the complaints with Jason are not exaggerated.

It is said that Tony, my father, and Tim have analyzed the gene sequence in this virus or something, and are now working on optimization, trying to let me retain the ability of breathing fire and Captain America, but reduce energy consumption.

I don't know how their research is going, otherwise I will have to carry at least a bag of energy bars with me when I go out in the future, in case I encounter something and use my ability, I won't faint from hunger.

All in all, I didn't fool my second brother, I'm really hungry!

I think if I become a superhero in the future, my stage name will either be Captain Spitfire or Stomach Man.

No, why is it so ugly!

"What are you thinking if you don't have a good meal?" At this moment, a chestnut knocked on my forehead without holding back. According to the past, I might roll three times on the ground in pain, and my head might be swollen. big bag.

However, now I feel that the moment the strength touches my head, it feels like I have touched something soft and the strength is directly removed. The pain is not even as good as when I accidentally cut myself with a kitchen knife. strong.

Boy, my pain is not obvious now, is it?

But it doesn't hurt much, but it doesn't mean I don't feel it, so I looked at the second brother who knocked my head angrily, and said in protest: "Jason, what are you doing, it hurts!"

Jason, who had just stuffed the phone back into his pocket, replied indifferently: "Eating can't stop your mouth? Eat quickly."

It can still be blocked, this pasta is delicious, I still want to eat it!

Time passed quickly when my master's training alternated with Jason's training. When I recovered from the boundless hell, not only the time for the superhero special exhibition was coming, but also the time for us to choose the topic of our graduation thesis. Already on the verge of death.

As for the choice of professor, it has already been over, under my dad's suggestion--I didn't expect it?

In the end, it wasn't Tim who was also studying at Gotham University's School of Economics who suggested to me.

It's my playboy and idiot father on the surface-I chose a very well-known scholar Eddie Macdonald as my thesis advisor.

This Professor MacDonald is a native of Gotham, and it is precisely for this reason that he teaches at Gotham University, a not-so-safe place, in order to fundamentally change Gotham's economic status quo and reduce the gap between rich and poor. Remove the root of this crime from Gotham, and let Gotham take off the name of the capital of crime.

However, at present, this goal is still a long way to go.

However, such an ideal would not be ignored by my father, the dark night knight of Gotham. After a series of investigations and even cooperation on the surface, my father seemed to have finally confirmed that this professor is not a person for fame. Will be assured to recommend me to the other party to guide the thesis.

If you ask me, an ordinary bachelor's degree thesis would definitely not be able to touch this well-known scholar.

However, the other party seems to spare time every year and release two or three places for ordinary college students. It seems that there is no difference between college students, master students or doctoral students for him, and he teaches them equally.

And although I originally studied at Imperial College, the name of this Eddie MacDonald is also very famous. The reason is very simple.Because there are several textbooks in our major that are from this industry

Written by Daniel...

All in all, I was lucky to be selected among several students who also signed up for this professor.

However, our professor does not standardize the criteria for our topic selection. From the first email conversation with the other party, I can probably feel that he is a very serious and rigorous person for academics, and at the same time, he does not want to restrict students to be free and unconstrained idea.

Therefore, Professor Macdonald set a deadline for topic selection, and before that, set the topic selection and give it to him. He will find time to study one by one, and then suggest to us how to modify the topic selection direction.

I think this is very good, that is to say, the problem is - I really have no direction at all!

For the 360th and fifth time today, I lay on the dining table and sighed in pain. My brother, who had arrived in New York a day earlier to participate in tomorrow’s superhero special exhibition, finally couldn’t recognize him. His face was full of curiosity. Before Jason could stop him It was time to speak: "What's wrong with you, Roxy."

"Idiot, don't ask—" Before Jason could finish his sentence, I straightened up abruptly and started howling dryly without tears.

"I am in pain, brother! You are my dear brother! Please save me! Have you ever written a paper!"

I jumped up from the edge of the table, not even the goulash simmering in Jason's pot could distract me.

Ever since I knew that my brothers are all goddamn academic masters, I knew that I should start to learn how to hug my thighs.

But Jason looks like a carefree and easy-going brother on the surface. In fact, he still hates me for saying that he has three heads and six arms, eats children, and is a big villain. , and even looked at my jokes.

As for why I didn't ask my dad, Tim and Damian for help?

Well, I think my dad looks busy enough.Even though my phone rings a few times, he still picks up.

But within a few minutes I could hear voices, heard or not, calling him to a meeting.Then my dad would hurriedly tell me to call me after his meeting is over.

You said how could I have the heart to bother my dear parents with such things as topic selection, I will never be able to!

As for Tim, it’s a bit similar to why I don’t bother my dad. When I sent him a video last time, he even had a coffee machine next to him. The dark circles under his eyes looked like he could go to Sichuan to grab bamboo shoots from pandas. Eat, that's it. He's still working. He hasn't stopped for a moment.

It was after seeing Tim that time that I learned from the pain. He is like this, why should I not work hard? I have to think for myself!I have to stand up!

Although about half a day later I lay flat again.

As for Damian.

Heh, I originally wanted to ask him, although he is a big fool with eyes on the top of his head and no respect for seniority or thought.But after all, he is my own brother, how can I still despise him.

I thought so, until before I could ask, Damian suddenly said in the video call: "I heard that you are learning combat skills from Todd and Shimada Hanzo?"

My chant was interrupted, but I'm a good sister, so I nodded without knowing why.

Then that damned little man hugged his chest and snorted coldly: "Your level is only worthy of learning from them——I want to disqualify you from becoming my Robin candidate in the future."

Then he hung up the phone.

Hang up the phone!

At the moment, I flew into a rage almost after I got rid of the obsession.

No, who wants to be that stupid Robin!Why don't you ask me if I want to be, if I want to be!

After being choked like this, how could I still ask Damian, I'm not stupid!

So now the only person I can turn to for help is my dear brother. I was still thinking about how to speak, but Jason didn’t have time to stop Dick, so he just asked first. .

Not in vain, I finally gave up my dad's female version of the bat suit and chose the female version of the nightwing suit.

My eldest brother is the best mama in the family, and I announce that Jason is fired from his position as mama, he is at best a cook!

The cook sighed

He took a deep breath, turned back and continued to stir his red wine stewed beef.And the best male mother in the family laughed as if she was flattered: "What could be the thing that can bother you so much, tell me and let the eldest brother help you think about it."

"That is to say, brother, what do you think the topic of my thesis should be? Changes in the international economic situation brought about by Brexit? The economic effects caused by superheroes? The disadvantages of arms trafficking to the economy?"

With a bang, I made preparations in advance, pulled out a pen and paper from the bag on the side, then stared at my elder brother, and said with burning eyes: "Or do you have any suggested topics, let's hear it? "

……

A day later, I was in good spirits and put on the female version of Nightwing's uniform.

In fact, in the past few superhero special exhibitions, I have seen the cosplayer playing Nightwing several times.

Although this dress is tight, it is actually not too shameful.After all, we Two-dimensional people have never seen anything!

I've also seen a cosplayer who was wandering around in the manga in Lise's [1] outfit!

And the material that my elder brother uses is not bad, I thought it would be a bit difficult to put on because of the tight material when I put it on.

But there is no such trouble at all, it feels very silky and straight, and it is faster than I can put on stockings.

For exhibitions like superhero special exhibitions, you usually have to queue up at the door two or three days in advance.

But this time I set up a coser channel.Besides, the sponsor behind the scenes is Stark Industries. It is said that my boss just took a look at me and let me go through the back door secretly. It was Lao Jia, the artificial intelligence housekeeper, who notified me through a message.

Yay, long live the boss!

Of course, when I went out, I first put on a loose T-shirt and trousers. Since the Nightwing uniform is tights, I don't think anyone can tell that there is a battle suit underneath.

As for my elder brother, he was not so lucky. The bat armor on his body also felt like it was given by my father. It looked very different from the plastic armor I had seen before.

Although my brother said he had removed some of the metal that looked too aggressive-

Such as the armor of the arm and the knife that can be stretched out by kicking the tip of the shoe-but it still looks completely different from the general cosplay costume.

As for Jason, this guy really doesn’t cosplay anymore. He looks like the little assistant of our two professional cosplayers, with a suitcase in each hand and an expensive-looking camera hanging on his chest.

Before stepping into the superhero special exhibition, I thought it was just an ordinary exhibition.

Until I saw Tim's good friend Connor Kent hooking the shoulders of a guy next to him who looked exactly like her, like—

Just like a copy, standing in the coser area raised the corners of his mouth at me, that damned, extremely familiar voice knocked me out of happiness.

Clarke - that annoying Superman Violent - was wearing a Superman uniform, and that suit looked super different from the ones you could buy online, he? Happy opened his mouth and greeted me: "I heard Connor said you would come, so I followed, Roxy."

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Clark Kent."