Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

Getting back a boy didn't make much of a difference in Lola's life.

Then again, had she ever had a life before?

Can not remember.

Anyway, since she entered the game, her life has been in a mess. When she thinks about eating, she eats a lot at one go, and when she doesn't think about eating, she doesn't eat all the time;

In this completely chaotic schedule, Laura's concept of time became very vague.

A few days after moving out of Artemis' temporary residence, Laura remembered to call Artemis to explain the situation.

"Are you an idiot!" Artemis was going crazy on the other end of the phone, "I have a fucking mission outside! What do you think I am?! Stay at home waiting for you to come back?? The whole day Your lurking will be ruined by your phone call!"

Laura thought that if you are too busy, don't bring your mobile phone, or you can turn off your mobile phone if you take it... oops.

It seems that her past calls have absolute priority.

Artemis must pick it up.

This was much more serious than what Lola originally imagined. She thought that for Artemis, she was just a simple monitoring task.

Didn't expect her priority to be so high.

"I'm sorry." Laura apologized sincerely, "If the character is offline because of my phone, I will help you complete your new mission next time for free - any mission is fine. Killing people is fine, but you will be blamed back."

"Wait!" Artemis roared, "Don't hang up!"

On the other end of the phone came the sound of machine gun fire, the sound of fists and boots hitting guns, the crying and screaming of children and women, the sound of threats, and then the sound of wind and curses.

After about 5 minutes, Artemis' voice stabilized: "Why do you suddenly have such a rule? I will take the blame?"

"It's not like you haven't helped me recite it before." Laura said.

"...You can do it, you have the guts." Artemis said angrily, "If you take the blame, you will take the blame. You need to help me complete a few more tasks."

Laura readily agreed.

All kinds of daily necessities in this villa are complete, but there are only small skirts in the closet-could it be that Luo is using some strange magic to spy on her life?

Each of the little skirts is actually very beautiful.

After bathing her boy, Lola managed to put him in a bathrobe and put him at the table to get him something to eat.

When she came back with oatmeal porridge, she found that there was no one at the table.

Her boy went back to the pet bed again, probably because the warm little nest made him feel safe.

...He just took a shower... Fortunately, he was wearing a bathrobe, and the pet nest that was soiled by him only stained his bathrobe, not his body.

But the hands and feet were dark again.

Doesn't it feel like raising a kitten and puppy?

Lola was a bit dumbfounded, and wiped his hands and feet with a hot towel, and threw away the pet bed while he was still sitting there, and bought him a new one from the pet store to prevent him from being nervous and uneasy. Came back and stuffed her boy inside.

—he turned over in his den, curled up and fell asleep.

Luo La reached out and rubbed his hair, then touched his face, the boy half-opened his eyes to look at Luo La sleepily, and then fell asleep drowsily.

The biggest difference between raising a boy and living alone in the past is that Laura's life schedule has become more regular.

Of course, this rule is limited to three meals.

Luo La went out to buy some clothes for him, and brought back a lot of vegetables and meat by the way, stuffed them into the refrigerator, and fed him three meals a day at regular times.

When he eats, he will come out of the den by himself, and he can use a spoon and fork. The biggest problem is that he eats without restraint, basically eating as much as there is in the bowl.

When Luo La fed him the first few times, she took care of his stomach and only gave him a little bit. Later, she felt that he could get used to it, so she let him go. When he saw that he had eaten up all the food in the bowl, Luo La immediately fed him again. Add a bowl.

——As a result, the fool ate until he vomited.

Laura just watched him clutching his stomach and throat in pain, lying in front of the dining table and vomiting a big pile of meat porridge he just drank, the whole person was stunned.

She knew he was a fool, but she really didn't expect him to be so stupid that he didn't know the severity of what he was eating... Fortunately, she picked him up, otherwise he would be stupid to death by herself sooner or later outside.

After he vomited comfortably, Laura helped him up, took him to the bathroom, washed him, changed his clothes, and then went to clean the dining table and the floor.

Her boy sat quietly not far away, dazed in confusion.

After cleaning, Laura went back, rubbed his hair, rubbed his face, and gave him another bowl of food.

After he finished drinking the meat porridge in the bowl, Laura touched his stomach and pressed it lightly.

It doesn't feel very drumming.

She gave him another bowl.

From this time on, Laura will only give her boy two bowls of food every meal, and give him vegetable juice after a few hours of rest after meals——Laura drank a few sips herself, and found it too disgusting to drink, but Her boy didn't seem to mind the taste of the food, and he would eat what he had, so she didn't change the recipe.

This period of time has passed...it doesn't seem boring to say it's boring, and it doesn't seem too interesting to say it's interesting.

Luo sent Luo La several missions, basically bodyguard missions, or escort missions, all of which were very simple orders.

Laura did it with ease.

"You are also a rookie in the limelight now." Luo said, "But it has little to do with the few missions you completed, mainly because you found Batman's whereabouts while protecting the Penguin."

After saying this, Luo smiled amusedly.

"...Is that okay?"

"Of course, the most effective way to become famous is to challenge superheroes, followed by authoritative seniors." Luo said, "The difference is that generally you won't lose your life when you challenge superheroes, and there is no such benefit in challenging seniors."

"I don't need fame." Laura said sincerely, "I am a mercenary mainly to make money..."

But now it seems that she doesn't need to be a mercenary to get paid at all.

Whoever the boss behind Artemis is, that guy has been very generous to her.

Very, very, very generous.

——Lola can't say against her will that she doesn't like him.

— just the opposite.She likes him so much.

"There are a few new tasks here, are you free recently?" Luo didn't respond to this sentence. He mixed a glass of Carmen for Lola and began to wipe the glass. "It's all related to Batman."

"What tasks?"

"The person with the highest bid wants a tube of Batman's blood, the person with the lowest bid wants the latest information on Batman, and the others are boring tasks, such as letting you attract Batman's attention for a certain period of time, Things like wanting you to give Batman a few words, some 'gifts'...and some eavesdropping, attacking and mocking tasks."

"You mean someone paid someone else to laugh at Batman?"

"uh-huh."

"I really want to know who issued the mission."

"Of course you can. The person who issued the mission didn't hide his identity. He is your old employer, the Penguin."

If Laura remembered correctly, he was buried in the ruins of the building for several hours before being excavated.

Thanks to the big black umbrella full of weird traps, Penguin was not hurt.

"Does he think Batman brought the building down?" Lola asked.

"What else, my sweet little princess?"

"He should be more imaginative, it's not Batman's style to bring down buildings," Lola said. "Of course, Batman wouldn't mind doing that if he had to... Geez, does he think he forced Batman to use After making this big move, are you still proud of it?"

"uh-huh."

"But he was reintroduced into Arkham," Luo La shook his head, "Is it something to be proud of injuring eight hundred enemies and one thousand?"

"Of course it's something to be proud of, but the opponent is Batman." Luo changed the wine glass and continued to wipe, "Have another glass of Carmen?"

"No." Laura yawned. "Your wine is delicious. I think I'm already a little addicted. This is not a good sign."

"Welcome to visit next time, Your Highness."

"Don't call me that." Lola laughed. "Whose little princess am I? I don't have a king for my father. I don't even have a father."

"Oh," replied Lo, "you don't really have 'a' father."

He put down the wine glass in his hand, took out a small box from under the counter, and pushed it in front of Laura.

"Small gift," he said. "Your uniform looks great, but it's too troublesome to change, isn't it? This is a magic item that supports one-click change."

"Thank you!" Laura opened the box excitedly. Inside the box was a fingernail-sized floral 'Carmen', which looked like a metal phone sticker.

"How does this work?" Laura asked.

"Just put it on the surface of the skin."

Laura happily stuck it on the tiger's mouth in her left hand.

It quickly melted into her skin and established a strange psychic connection with Lola.

——This thing can change form.

—but "Carmen" is fine!

"You are so kind," Laura said. "You are the best person to me since I came to this world!"

"Don't say that, Your Highness." Luo smiled and stared into her eyes, "If you leave Gotham, I will wait for you wherever you can think of."

This is very strange, Lola thought, looking into his eyes, for a very bold idea suddenly occurred to her.

There is no evidence.Nothing.But it was so strong, so strong that it was almost a physiological stress response.

"Did you put me at my spawn point?" Lola asked. "Did you wake me up?"

The bartender paused, then looked up in surprise.

"Hello?" he said, with a polite smile and puzzled eyes. "You mean?"

— This is not Luo.

"Give me a Carmen, please," Laura said.

The bartender smiled sincerely: "There is a winery named after Carmen, young lady, but I have never heard of any wine called 'Carmen'." He paused, then smiled, "You seem to have asked past my question."

"I thought it would be enough time for a new wine to be born." Laura smiled at him, "It doesn't seem to be possible. Goodbye then."

Feeling a little lost as she walked out of the speakeasy, she turned her head and looked carefully at the name of the bar for the first time.

This bar has no name.

The place where the signboard should have been hung is covered with strange leaflets and various slogans written on it with paint. There are some strange graffiti where the leaflets are damaged: blue telephone booths, rotating planets, and a small plane. rocket.

There's a new line in big bold letters right on top of it all.

"Who am I? Where am I from? Where am I going?"

Such a philosophical slogan.

The graffiti on this wall is either a fucking swear word or Gotham with a small advertisement that must have something bad behind it, this kind of graffiti is really impressive.

But for some reason, Laura suddenly became interested.

She dashed cheerfully into the alley and came back with a can of spray paint in no time.

After adjusting the angle, Laura left another sentence under the row of bold characters.

"I'm Laura."

Where is she from?Gotham's dirty sewers... no, you can't write like that, something from the sewers... it's too outrageous.

So she went on to write: "I come from the dark."

Where she was going was a simple answer: "I'm going to a place where the sun shines!"