Wayne family salted fish daily [Comprehensive British and American]

On the fourth day of losing my memory, I learned a noun that I might have learned before.

social death.

Although I don't want to know at all.

About 5 minutes after I said that, my father led me silently through a secret passage to a dark and damp looking cave, which is the kind of place where vampires and bats might live in novels.

Then he told me he was Batman.

Hello, this world where only I was hurt appeared.

Why didn't you tell me even 5 minutes earlier!Why don't you just say you're Batman and ask me how much I know about Gotham!

I was silent for a moment, and then I said to my father: "I always feel that this scene is a bit familiar, have I done this kind of thing before?..."

Wordless silence spread in the air—or rather, in this damned batcave—and I knew it, I knew it!

My dad must want to see my second joke so he doesn't directly say that he is Batman. Don't be afraid that I just woke up and don't know about the Gotham vigilante, so I have to try it out to prevaricate me!

I was born and bred in Gotham—it’s debatable, but at least I was born by my father—I’m a Gotham native, and I knew everything about Gotham almost by the night I woke up. At the very least, I need to know who should I call to save me when someone beats me up on the street?

"Uh..." This scene really, really gave me a sense of déjà vu, I think my dad might think the same way, he actually laughed after being silent for a few seconds, he laughed!

Know why I'm so terrified?Because everything I've read about Batman on the internet for the past two or three days is all about how unkind the guy is, a veritable lyncher and whatnot, and it's not all criticism, of course.

But even the people who have been saved by Batman have never mentioned that Batman has any gene for laughing, and even after they are safely sent to the shelter, they will be exuded by Batman. Cold and frightened.

As those people on the Internet said, this is a man who ruled Gotham with fear.

It was such a person who actually smiled in front of me—as if he had never really laughed.

Damn, was my expression so stupid just now?

Perhaps because he noticed my expression, my father seemed to be trying his best to suppress his smile, and his tone was obviously relaxed: "You are still the same."

as stupid?

I looked at my father without words, but staring at the face that was very similar to mine, I felt that it was not impossible to forgive him.After all, he is so good-looking, he is still my father, and he is very rich.

It is also very rich, which is a key point.

Just when I woke up and was still very confused about everything in this world, after asking my elder brother who was squatting next to my bed what kind of person my father was, I felt that I was very confused about the word "money". He has a good impression and closeness, just like he was poor and crazy in his previous life. Hearing this word, he can't help but feel very fond of it.

In fact, I was a little puzzled, why my dad suddenly found me and told me that he was Batman.

He even revealed to me the secret identity of the entire family without reservation. You must know that I am in a state of amnesia now, and even the doctor said that I have no possibility of recovery.

Can the identities of superheroes like Batman be said in this way?They are not afraid that some crazy villain will take me away and threaten and lure me to know their true identity.And did I confess because I couldn't bear it?

I have no confidence in my own toughness!

Not only did I wonder in my heart, I asked.

Then my dad answered me like this: "I don't think it's necessary to hide it from you."

I was confused, really, until I saw my dad play a video of me happily smashing a wooden dummy in an empty field.

Not the kind of string made of bamboo chopsticks

A human figure, but a real super huge wooden stake that looks almost as thick as two of my father's waists, directly captured by me in the picture——

Apparently me, that awesome looking workout outfit I just saw lying in my closet this morning—

The punch was smashed into crumbs, and there was even a strange sense of beauty when it flew away all of a sudden.

Super, am I Supergirl?

After my father's explanation, I probably know what's going on with me now.

To put it simply, I used to have a different adventure. Three-quarters of my 20 years of life were not in this world, but in a higher-dimensional world, where my father and my brothers and sisters lived together. It's a character in the comics.

And because I finished too many games and watched too many movies and TV series, I subconsciously pulled many game worlds and movie worlds I had seen into the current world, causing different universes to begin to merge.

There is even a point where the population on the earth reaches nearly 140 billion.

Grass, are the resources really enough to survive?

When my dad talked about these things, I have no memory at all. Obviously, the mage named Doctor Strange is really powerful.

But why didn't my dad tell me these things when I first woke up, and wait until now?

"This was requested by Doctor Strange." My father paused: "It is a very rare magic to completely cleanse a person's memories—including subconscious memories—without harming the soul, and only a very small number of people To be able to successfully cast spells, he needs to observe for a while."

I get it, but this is still an experimental project, and I need to see if I become mentally ill or a fool because of this spell.

I blinked, and after a few seconds of pause like my father, I lowered my voice and said, "So can I have roast chicken tonight?"

"I'll tell Alfred."

I nodded happily, then bounced away from the Batcave.

If you want to say if you have any nostalgia for your past memories, to be honest, how can you not have any, but.

If I obviously lived in another world for 20 of the 15 years, how did the memories of my family and girlfriends come about?Is he real?

If you are a normal person, you should think about these things.But I have a very clear understanding of myself, I am a slacker, and two days ago I found an animation that was not badly rated and looked really good. I downloaded it all in advance yesterday, and it is just now. I was planning to stay in my room and watch it all day, but my father threw such a bomb.

I'm going to watch animation to soothe my wounded heart.

When I rushed into the kitchen, I picked up a few cans of Fat House Happy Water and Alfred's special cream biscuits.

Then after returning to the room and nestling happily in the super big beanbag sofa, I clicked on the animation that attracted me so much.

Spell return battle, start!

At that time, I may not know what kind of abyss I stepped into, oh, Kuluxi.

It wasn't until dinner time that Tim called me to eat. When I got to the table, I found that besides my father, my other four brothers were also present.

Before I could speak, my second brother Jason Todd rolled his eyes at me.

Then he said something that terrified me: "Who do you say kills without blinking an eye and cannibalizes without spitting out bones?"

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No, wait a minute, why did you hear the intimate father-daughter conversation between me and my father!

I suddenly jumped up from my seat and said, "Why are you eavesdropping on others? I'm talking about the red hood and not you. Could it be that he is your lover!"

In the next second, my elder brother who had just taken a sip of water spit out the saliva for a distance of three meters. Fortunately, Tim, who was sitting across from him, looked sleepy, but still dodged vigorously.

"You have time to check your brain!" Jason said angrily, but my younger brother who was the most arrogant in the family happily raised his phone: "I knew this woman would not let me down...Dre Ke, take the last time she arranged my audio in exchange!"

"Good idea, I recorded it too."

For a while, the family was flying around, and my father seemed to be very peaceful avoiding all kinds of tableware and weird weapons flying over the restaurant of our house—is that a bat dart—and then cut steadily Steak on a plate.

I blinked, always feeling... the scene in front of me is really familiar, very familiar.

Well, sure enough.

Everyone in this family is childish, right?

I turned my head slightly, and I didn't realize why I did this at all. A ceramic cup brushed past my ear and was caught by Dick beside me before I realized.

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Damian, you bastard, how dare you throw a cup at your sister!

"Sit down and eat, Damian, you are not allowed to go on the night watch tonight."

"Father!"

An aura called happiness vibrated in the air, and I, who was supposed to be angry, felt happy when I saw Damian's misfortune.So I also sat down obediently, and the dinner that started off like crazy was over.

In the following week, month, two months, and half a year, my life finally returned to the right track. The lost memory didn't seem to be very important to me. Friends who had contact information in their mobile phones seemed to be very concerned about this kind of memory loss. Things are accepting well.So, now there is only one thing blocking my path of happiness.

"Please, Tim, my dear President Drake, you are light, you are electricity, you are the only myth, please save me—"

I hugged Tim's thighs and sat squatting in his garbage-like room, howling almost the entire Wayne Mansion was called over and didn't stop.

As a salted fish in the Wayne family who can lie on the pile of money and sleep, my future life plan is to rely on my father and my brothers and sisters to eat, drink, and live happily.

Just wait until I get this damn thesis out of the way.

Why do you want a person who has lost all the learning and memory in the past to write a paper that can pass the strict review of the professors within half a year, Roxie Wayne who used to have memory, when you make such a decision, you have no substitute Have I considered it now!

When will I, the salted fish of the Wayne family, be able to truly lie down happily, woo, Kuluxi!