Chapter 135 Chapter 135 Never Forgotten

"It seems like both of you have had wonderful lives lately. Would you be interested in telling me about it?"

Aquaman Arthur was sitting on the beach holding a glass of cold beer, watching three kids trying to rescue their drinks from the ice. They were using their bird-beaked wands as ice picks. One of the culprit's fellows was lying on Superman's head, biting the Kryptonian's hair and grinding his teeth.

On the other side of the beach, an automatic launcher was automatically ejecting cheering ice ghost pups in all directions.

It was really hard for Arthur not to be curious about what his two good friends had experienced in less than two months.

Although they have privately lamented that children always appear suddenly and grow in number, no one has tried to shake Batman's record in this regard so far.

Until Benjamin came along.

This young superhero from another world accomplished what Batman and even the entire Justice League could not do in just one night. At the age of fifteen, he became the biological parent of fourteen children at the same time.

Bruce swallowed the burger in his mouth: "Everything is normal."

You must never tell anyone else that your counterpart from another world has transformed into a magical boy.

Clark paused reaching for the fries and smiled, "Same old time, work. Saving the world, nothing special."

Clark knew, of course, that Arthur was asking about the three boys wielding ice picks and staffs on the beach, but what could he say?

Are you saying that Li Hua taught Connor to stamp the Slaughterhouse Stamp on Luther's face, and then stack up LGBT buffs crazily?

Arthur didn't believe that these two old friends really had nothing interesting to do. Although he usually stayed in the sea and didn't often pay attention to the streaming media on the shore, it was not like he didn't have teenage superheroes at home.

The children had their own social networks. Although Arthur wouldn't do something as unethical as checking their phones, he could always hear their conversations or sighs, like...

Arthur: "Is that staff that transforms as long as you have magical talent real?"

There are quite a few superheroes and young superheroes with magical talents, and quite a few of them are male. They were of course shocked when they heard that there was a magical BUG wand that would automatically transform anyone with magical talents into a magical girl when they touched it.

Bruce gave a meaningful smile: "Practice makes perfect."

Arthur: "No thanks, I have no plans to change my fighting style for the time being."

It's cute and funny to see a child suddenly put in a skirt, but at his age it's just an eyesore.

"From what those kids were saying, it seems only the kid I was in charge of took the last exam. Did he do poorly?"

Arthur heard the voices of the group of children. Even though he did not have the super vision of the Kryptonians, he could see the distorted expression of the child named Li Hua, whom he was responsible for, when he heard that the exam was approaching.

I guess the last exam was not a very happy one for him.

Bruce: "...As far as the results are concerned, Li Hua's performance is very good."

Bruce's momentary silence certainly did not escape the eyes of the two, and his answer was also very intriguing.

What does "in terms of results" mean?

Arthur and Clark had seen Bruce take care of children many times. If Li Hua had acted recklessly and put himself or others in danger, Bruce would not have made such a subtle comment.

While Arthur was still thinking, Clark, who had been in contact with Li Hua for a long time and knew Bruce well, had already guessed the reason.

I guess Li Hua did something that made Batman's eyes go black but it was harmless, and it also had a very good ending.

After more than two weeks of recovery, Li Hua's arm injury was almost healed, and they would have the assessment day next Wednesday.

Bruce informed them of the exam the day before and asked them to gather in the Batcave the next morning. He also personally ensured that all three of them had their equipment with them and that there were no problems with the equipment.

"You're making me nervous, Bruce."

Jason buckled the tactical belt that Bruce had checked back onto his waist, feeling somewhat helpless.

"We've made every possible preparation before we left. You're as nervous as if we were going to fight Godzilla."

Li Hua put on a new light yellow, slightly curly wig on his head, which was covered with a variety of small hair accessories; in another empty gun stock at Jason's waist was the BUG staff that could easily be touched and used to transform into unreasonable people; Benjamin sent the children to the Sun Daycare Center, and then tied the laces of the combat shoes in his superhero equipment to ensure that they would not come loose in any tough battle.

"This is a necessary check before the action, just in case." Bruce was checking Li Hua and frowned. "Your wig is too loose. It will easily fall off if you move violently."

Li Hua: "There's nothing I can do. My hair is too short to hold it in place with a clip. But it works just like that. When I need to move quickly, it can just glance and run off to freedom. We owe each other nothing."

It was precisely because of the factors such as being difficult to fix, uncomfortable and affecting activities that the magic boy had to use his own hair to perform except for the first few times.

After the examination, Benjamin looked around in the Batcave: "How are we going to get to the exam room? Do you have a space jumper hidden here?"

Bruce took out three bright green wristbands and said, "Put these on. They'll take you to the exam room."

Li Hua put the wristband on his left hand. He was a little worried that if the wristband, which served as a transmission device, fell off, it would directly start the drifting activity in another world.

However, I didn't expect that after the wristband was fastened at both ends, it would emit a bright green light by itself, swallowing up the buckles as if it had life, and automatically tightened to a size that fits the wrist but is not tight.

"This scene looks so familiar." Benjamin looked at the bracelet on his right wrist. "The last time I saw this kind of conscious hand decoration was during the summer vacation when I was ten years old."

Jason tried to pull it, but found that the wristband seemed to be stuck to his skin. After observing it for a long time, he couldn't create any gap between it and the skin of his wrist.

"This thing is more closely tied to me than my family of origin."

"Isn't that great? Now we don't have to worry about losing our watches and automatically opening another world dungeon." Li Hua asked, "By the way, Bruce, when do we start the exam?"

Bruce: "The exact time is unclear. Azmis just mentioned that the test will start after the watch is put on. We may have to wait a little longer, or maybe..."

Before he could finish his words, the wristband exploded with a flash of light that engulfed the wearer, and Bruce's unfinished words fell into the empty Batcave.

"……Now."

…

Because of the previous experience of a hellish start during the surprise test, Li Hua and the other two were fully prepared for this test. Whether they were airdropped a thousand meters high, thrown into the center of the battlefield and started fighting within three seconds of meeting, or even thrown into outer space, they had countermeasures.

But this time, I don’t know whether the person who set the question was changed or he had a change of heart, but the three people landed in an ordinary alley.

There were no corpses around, no traps, no poison gas, no bombs...it looked as peaceful as it could be.

Benjamin poked his watch. He hadn't responded since sending them here. "The exam is starting already? I thought we'd at least know the questions. Magic boy, do you have any idea?"

"I'm sorry to say I'm Louis XVI raising my hands now—scratching my head."

Li Hua, who was unable to get the test questions from No. 666, said.

"It was the same last time. I didn't even realize I was taking the exam until I was out of the battlefield, and I had already finished it by then."

"I'm starting to think the person who set the test is unreliable."

Jason sheathed the gun, but kept his hand on the butt at his waist.

"Then we can only take it one step at a time. But speaking of walking, I personally suggest that we walk out of this alley first and see what's going on here."

Li Hua and others were once again prepared for a skirmish, but the expected battle with mountains of corpses and seas of blood and hidden dangers did not occur.

The bright sunlight illuminates the clean streets and the hurried pedestrians. Everything here looks so normal. Some people even cast strange looks at the strangely dressed magical boy and Red Hood.

This city doesn't look like it's in crisis at all.

Benjamin shaded his forehead with his hand and looked out: "This doesn't look like Gotham."

As a city of a certain age, Gotham City is always dotted with some pointed-roof buildings that look a bit old. Even in the most prosperous city center, you can see traces of gargoyles. These are the city characteristics of Gotham and tourist landmarks.

But in this city, there is no trace of Gothic spires and gargoyles.

Li Hua: "It's hard to say. The Gotham I visited last time was different from the one we've been to. After all, we're not in the same place anymore, so some differences are normal."

Benjamin: "Then we'll have to use our old tricks. Look for billboards to see where we are, or use scrap newspaper or something to get a feel for the situation."

When they first arrived in the DC Universe, they used this trick to determine their coordinates, and also learned about Luthor's targeting of aliens, so they chose to leave Metropolis.

Most offline billboards do not indicate which city they are in. After all, most people who see the advertisement offline will know where they are. In addition, Li Hua and his team landed in a relatively remote alley. They walked for five minutes before they saw an "anchor point" that could determine their coordinates.

It was a metal statue of a human figure, and it, well, maybe it should be called that by referring to the character the metal represented.

"He" wore a tight-fitting uniform that covered everything except his chin. Beside his ears were a pair of small, angular ornaments—unclear, due to the distance and the strong reflection of sunlight on the metal, whether they were wings or lightning bolts. The entire sculpture's figure was in the pose of a frantic run.

Jason: "That's the second generation Flash. If this city didn't have a stamp collecting hobby where superhero statues are placed separately, and if the superheroes didn't swap jurisdictions, this would most likely be Central City, Missouri."

"I think this is a very good superhero."

Li Hua covered his forehead with his hands and observed the statue with his vision enhanced by the BUFF.

"Because I saw people laying flowers under his statue."

Those white, yellow, packaged, single, withered, and fresh flowers that looked like they were picked from roadside flower beds just slept quietly under the superhero statue.

Li Hua never hoped so much that the ominous conclusion in his mind at this moment was just a misunderstanding caused by the differences between Chinese and Western cultures.

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