At this moment, he had a completely new understanding of this game, at least what he thought was that this game had gone to such a crazy level to increase the difficulty? Could they just create a little girl?
Bruce took a step back and looked at the lively little girl in front of him. He couldn't believe that she was a virtual character created by the organizer.
After hesitating for a moment, he took a step forward, knelt down on one knee, looked into the little girl's eyes and asked: "What did you call me?"
The little girl looked a little confused, but quickly showed a look of realization and said, "You are the other daddy."
Bruce was stunned again, and it took him two or three seconds to react. He touched the little girl's head and said, "Are you the daughter of Bruce Wayne from another universe?"
The little girl nodded vigorously.
"May I have your name?"
"My name is Elizabeth Martha Wayne, you can call me Elsa." The little girl seemed to recite it very skillfully.
Hearing Martha's name, Bruce's hand paused slightly, then he touched the little girl's head and called, "Elsa?"
Aisha nodded vigorously and showed a bright smile.
It's a good thing she didn't smile. Her smile startled Bruce, and the fangs in her mouth made such a cute little girl a bit scary and weird.
"Your teeth..."
"Well, dentist... um... correction." This part was obviously not very skillful, and Aisha could only recite two words with a stumble.
Bruce turned into a crouching position, looked back at the room, took out the money in his pocket and counted it, sighed and said: "Okay, no matter who your father is, Bruce Wayne, it seems that I have to take care of him."
You, otherwise the judge will convict me of desertion just based on your appearance."
Bruce stood up, took Elsa's hand, and then said to her: "I'm afraid this is a strange place for you too, so the two of us have to adapt together."
Bruce turned around and found that Elsa just turned her head and stared directly at Bruce's face. Bruce reached out and touched his cheek and said, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
Elsa shook her head.
When the two entered the elevator, Elsa asked: "Where are we going?"
"Let's go eat." Bruce pulled on his jacket and said, "But our money and clothes don't allow us to go to any high-end restaurants. You have never eaten fast food, right?"
"I have eaten. My mother took me to eat at all the fast food restaurants in Gotham." Aisha still had some difficulty speaking, but her speaking speed was just slower, and her use of words and logic of expression were completely in line with her age group.
Bruce immediately showed an interested expression and asked, "Who is your mother?"
"I won't tell you." Aisha turned her head to the other side and stopped talking.
No matter how Bruce asked after that, Aisha didn't say anything. Soon the elevator reached the bottom floor. Just as he was about to go out, a white lady came out of the small door next to the mailbox with a key.
She pointed to Bruce's mailbox. When Bruce walked over, he found that the mailbox representing his apartment was filled with bills.
Bruce covered his forehead and stood for a long time. He felt that if nothing happened, he would definitely have an accident.
But he can't have an accident. If he is alone, he can't pay the rent and the bills are in arrears. At most, he will sleep on the streets. Anyway, when he is fighting crime on the streets, he will sleep on the streets.
But he couldn't take such a young girl to sleep on the street, and the universe obviously couldn't find her mother and couldn't give the child to another parent to raise.
Bruce sighed deeply, and then noticed Elsa's gaze again. He turned to look at Elsa and said, "It seems that I have to find a job after dinner. Let's go."
After saying that, he took Aisha's hand and walked out of the apartment building lobby door.
When the dazzling sunlight hit his face, Bruce felt as if he was in another world.
Before entering the fighting game, Bruce had just suffered a slight setback on his way to fight against criminals. He broke into a banquet and made a scene, but got nothing but injuries.
With no clues about the murderer of his parents, and no justice that could be served, he firmly believed that his life had hit rock bottom, but he didn't expect that he had just begun to fall.
After entering the fighting game, Bruce discovered a very amazing thing, that is, everyone had unrealistic expectations for him.
It's so miraculous, it can even be called mysterious. Why do everyone look at me as if I can immediately take out a piece of equipment that is useful or even capable of turning the tide and solving all difficulties?
Am I some kind of bastard in the wishing well?
And if they didn't do it, they would look disappointed. Bruce was sure that he was right. Although they hid it well, they were indeed disappointed.
But why are they disappointed?
Then Bruce gradually learned that he may be the weakest among all the Batmans in the universe.
The other selves were so incredibly strong that even Bruce couldn't understand how the other selves could create so many impossible miracles.
What made him feel even more desolate was that even if his other selves were already so powerful, no one could avoid the tragedy, and no one could reverse the tragedy.
At the end of the old version of Doujie, Bruce was very excited about the technologies displayed in the mall, because he knew that he lacked these things, so after returning to his own universe, he had been preparing for this.
Sure enough, one day, an owl landed in the attic of Wayne Manor and delivered an invitation letter for the closed beta of the new version of Doujie. Bruce signed his name almost without thinking.
But now it seems that the closed beta version is probably prepared for other Batmans. As for you? It’s better to go to bed as soon as possible.
Coming to the garage downstairs, Bruce found the second-hand Ford car, which was very conspicuous among the many shiny new cars.
Bruce could imagine how many apartment residents this shabby car received when it was parked here. They must be thinking, how can someone who drives such a car afford to live in a house here?
Bruce didn't look at the bills in his hand at all. He knew that the bills incurred by an apartment in this location would make him lose his last hope of staying here.
But the good news is that Aisha's appearance means that even if he drives such a car, he will not be considered a human trafficker.
Sure enough, the car passed two blocks and was checked four times. Bruce was asked countless questions, but he was not asked if this was your daughter.
The most rude police officer could only look at Bruce, at the car, and then at Elsa, then shook his head and sighed, obviously worried about Elsa's future.
"We have to think about moving." Bruce thought in his mind and expressed his thoughts, regardless of whether Elsa could understand it or not. He said: "The unpaid bills in a short period of time will not make us bankrupt."
, but without any skills certification, any job I could find wouldn’t be enough to afford rent in a neighborhood like this.”
"We don't need to live in the city center. We can move a little further away, where the consumption level will be lower. I prefer to find a house in a low-income middle-class community, closer to the supermarket, so that I can save some money."
Gas money.”
When Bruce turned to look at Elsa again, Elsa showed a little doubtful expression. Bruce put his hands on the steering wheel and sighed and said: "Your dad has never worried about bills, right? But in fact, I
Had a similar experience, Wayne Group is rich, but that doesn't mean I have a lot of disposable income...Here we are."
Bruce drove the car into the parking space, pushed open the door, and then opened her door for Elsa. Elsa walked out, and Bruce picked her up and walked into the revolving door of McDonald's.
There are not many people in McDonald's at this time, because it is noon on a working day, and the white-collar workers in the city center are under great pressure and have a short meal time. Most people choose to bring their own lunch. Some people must eat out, and most of them need to eat on the go.
When discussing business, I would choose to go to a higher-end restaurant.
Bruce took a menu and laid it out in front of Elsa and said: "Come on, you order first, what do you want to eat?"
Aisha looked at the price in US dollars, pointed to a children's meal, and then looked at Bruce without saying anything.
Bruce glanced at her and ordered a hamburger set for himself without saying anything else.
Their meal was quickly prepared, and the two began to eat relatively silently. During this period, Bruce kept fiddling with his phone, seemingly checking what was in this magical little touch-screen box.
He fiddled with it for a long time, then frowned, and Elsa asked him: "What's wrong?"
"I don't know, but these interfaces suddenly stopped showing up, wait a minute..."
Bruce dug out the bill he had stuffed in his pocket. After rummaging through it for a long time, he discovered that there was a phone bill inside, showing that he had been in arrears for more than ten days.
Bruce sighed again and put away his phone. By this time, Elsa had almost finished eating.
A waitress came over and put away the plates for Elsa, while winking at Bruce.
Of course Bruce could understand what she was implying. His capital for being popular with the opposite sex was not just status and money. He knew that he was handsome.
And now, he is not dressed formally, wearing a hooded sweatshirt, jacket and jeans, looking like the kind of white man who works manual labor.
This type of career will be more popular with some women, because physical labor means they have a strong body and are much stronger than those who sit in an office.
But Bruce didn't care about that at all at the moment. He just wiped the food crumbs from the corners of Elsa's mouth with a tissue.
Fortunately, the waitress only felt slightly disappointed, but she still struck up a conversation with Elsa because she looked cute enough. Bruce was fiddling with his phone and finishing the rest of the food.
After they finished eating, they left through the revolving door. As soon as they walked to their car, they found a male police officer standing next to his car. When he saw him approaching, he said: "Hey, man, you should know that parking is not allowed here.
Right?"
"I don't know, I'm from out of town, please spare me once, officer." Bruce stepped forward and said.
The police officer waved his hand, and just as he was about to write a ticket, he saw Aisha coming out from behind Bruce. His hand paused for a moment and then said: "This should be a happy day for you. It won't happen again."
After saying that, he left, and Bruce drove Aisha to refuel. The black man at the gas station thrust the bill into his arms. After Bruce paid the bill, he already had a confused expression on his face.
"What's going on in this universe?" Bruce looked left and right and lowered his voice and said, "I thought I was at Milan Fashion Week. Why are all the people here so good-looking?"
Bruce has discovered that the appearance and figure of the people he just met can no longer be said to be above the passing line, but are excellent.
The waitress is blond and has a curvy figure. The police officer who issued the ticket looks like Schwarzenegger and has a standard inverted triangle figure. The black guy who works at the gas station has a slim waist and long legs, and his face perfectly fits the black aesthetic.
Even the old cashier in charge of the checkout at the gas station looked like an important mage from some magical kingdom.
But at the same time, Bruce discovered that this group of people was a little weird.