He stood on the rooftop of a skyscraper, and the sleepless city beneath his feet was brightly lit. He could see the neon lights in the night, dyeing the dense hot air from the manhole covers beside the road red.
It was an early spring night, and the bustling city was filled with smog. In the slightly cold wind, you could smell the smell of industrial waste gas and waste water.
What you see in your eyes is the accumulation of wealth, prestige, and power, a feast of feasting and debauchery.
But in that more distant dark place, in a place that is hard to see - maybe in a dark alley with piles of trash cans, maybe in a sewer where homeless people are hiding, maybe under an overpass where gangs gather.
Those randomly discarded guns and corpses, those strange laughter and screams in the dark, those black stains of dried blood...all the time they tell people who come here that there are boundless hidden things under the bright appearance of this city.
Sin and madness, anyone who despises it will be mercilessly swallowed up.
Where is this? Maybe someone can guess it just by listening quietly to the citizens' descriptions.
Residents of this city like to use the names of villains they are familiar with to describe this city.
Some people say it looks like Killer Crocodile, because it always swallows people up in the dark, leaving no bone or residue behind. It may only emit a splash or bubble, but no one cares.
Some people say that it is like a two-faced man, because of its ruthless choices, whether it is justice and evil, or order and chaos, it is constantly rotating crazily. Destiny is like a coin, constantly being tossed up and down again, making people unable to control themselves.
.
Some people say it is like a scarecrow, because no matter what kind of sweet dreams you have before, it will suddenly turn into a nightmare, and it will dig out people's deepest fears until it makes people crazy, drives them crazy, and finally wanders around the streets with saliva.
Some people say it looks like a clown, because this city is simply crazy! Haha, ha, hahahaha!
Of course, there is a high possibility that this citizen will get angry at the next moment, stick a pencil or a fork into the outsider's eyeball, then open his big ignorant eyes, stretch his neck and curiously inquire about the twitching corpse.
"Why so serious?"
...
As a visitor from another world, he didn't need to ask any of the residents. He only had to raise his head and look at the bright light beams in the night leaving bat-shaped spots on the clouds, and he knew where he was.
"Gotham..."
he murmured.
The next moment, a sudden heavy rain drowned his figure.
The gray rainwater with a faint sour smell covered everything seen and heard before, covering up all the sins. Only the sound of rushing could be heard, and the coldness from the heart could be felt.
But the coldness didn't come from the rain. He was fully armed, and both his head and body were covered by sophisticated metal armor.
A full-covering mask and helmet, the whole body below the neck is wrapped in fine mail, and the chest, shoulders, and limbs are covered with another layer of armor-like shoulder pads. All of this tells him that at this moment,
He is no longer an ordinary person.
He was an ordinary person, living a simple life that was not worth mentioning.
He is said to be a night warehouse manager, but he is actually a security guard. He is not the kind of tall, strong, and intimidating person, but he is young and has some courage.
"What about the process? Why did I come here? I don't remember."
He stretched out his hand to hold his forehead, but the thick tactical gloves completely cut off the touch and temperature of the helmet.
Indeed, as a young man, he had seen things like time travel in various literary and artistic works.
In the novel, he has seen people who traveled through time when their computers exploded, people who choked to death while eating, people who were hit while trying to save someone while crossing the road, and people who fell into the toilet when going to the toilet. But why did he do it?
He looked into the distance through the rain curtain, trying his best to shift his attention away from the bat symbol. He just stared aimlessly at the dark clouds on the horizon, trying to remember.
The neon lights on countless tall buildings became hazy in the rain and fog, everything seemed so unreal.
He only remembered that he came home from get off work and answered a phone call from a junior high school classmate inviting him to a wedding.
Then...after playing computer games for a while? The worn-out laptop makes a tractor-like sound when the power is pressed.
Yes, he likes those fantasy worlds, which allow him to temporarily forget the monotonous life in reality.
There were no explosions or strange lights or sounds in my memory. I just felt that in a flash, I was here, standing on the rooftop of the Wayne Building, the tallest building in Gotham City, with the evening breeze blowing inexplicably.
He had been standing blankly in this damn place for five minutes. After gradually accepting this fact, he fell into a daze.
As for who he was, he knew it after he realized that he had traveled to the DC universe. He was bored on duty at night, so he read a lot of novels, and later became obsessed with American comics.
Because even a small security guard like him has heard other young people in the unit say that "Avengers 2 is good-looking" or "Guardians of the Galaxy is interesting", and some female colleagues said "The King of Shields, Iron Man's Mistress"
Something like that.
He didn't understand it at first.
In order to have a common topic and build a good relationship with his colleagues, he first watched movies on a broken computer. He thought it was good. American blockbusters are exciting.
Later, he took advantage of the WIFI at work to read some comics. Although he was a novice who couldn't tell the difference between Marvel and DC at first, he read more and even memorized the names and names of hundreds of heroes and villains.
abilities, and the important stories they are a part of.
Although I only read comics with Chinese versions, it was enough for me to chat with my colleagues.
At this time, his helmet only had a left side of vision. He lowered his head and looked at the small puddle that had formed under his feet. Among the circles of ripples, he could just see his current appearance.
A black and yellow half metal helmet, shaped like a hockey mask. There are two slender cloth straps on the back of the head that are flying in the wind and rain, like Rambo's headband. The left eye on the mask is a red patch.
The diamond-shaped eyepiece and the right half of the mask are completely black without any gaps.
He became the death knell.
His real name is Slade Joseph Wilson, one of the greatest mercenaries and assassins in the DC universe, a master of strategy and tactics, a master of combat, and a master of all weapons.
He was originally a modified person of the U.S. military, with 90% brain development, just a little worse than the heroine of "Super Body"; he also had physical fitness that exceeded the peak of human beings, and the self-healing ability that can heal most wounds.
Later, because the commander betrayed his friend, the friend was captured by the enemy. Although Deathstroke rescued his comrades and fought his way out of the siege, he inevitably fell out with the military, causing him to become a mercenary, relying on his super powers to do dirty work and make a living.
eat.
The key is that he inherited everything about Deathstroke, except memory... Of course, at least physical memory such as English, driving, and using firearms, he learned it for free.
He was like an outsider, looking at himself shaking on the water from a third-party perspective. Everything he knew about Deathstroke now came from comics.
In fact, at first, he was quite happy when he found out that he had become a person with super powers.
It's great to become Deathstroke. With preparations and plans, and not fearing anyone, even against DC's own son like Batman, he has a winning rate of over 50%.
When he was a villain, he beat up Robin and the Teen Titans. In the recently cleared New 52 comics, he beat Wonder Woman in hand-to-hand combat without Kryptonite, and even escaped from Superman.
However, after the initial excitement, he became very stressed.
why?
Because Deathstroke is a mercenary, he does things for money, no matter what. Therefore, no matter which world he is in, he has offended almost all the superheroes and super villains in the DC universe... Help Penguin deal with Two-Face, help
Two-Face fights Black Mask, helps Black Mask fight Penguin, and from time to time accepts tasks to deal with various superheroes.
From Deathstroke's point of view, there is no difference between superheroes and super villains, only employers and targets, they are all human beings.
No matter who gives you a task, as long as you can make money.
"This is troublesome..."
His name before time travel was Su Ming, and the old masters at his workplace all called him Xiao Ming. Every time he was called that, he always felt that he had made many mistakes. For example, he didn't wash his hands before eating, didn't look at the traffic lights when crossing the road, and didn't look at the traffic lights in class.
Being late or something like that, anyway, it was him who made the mistake in the elementary school textbook.
"First we have to determine which parallel universe of DC this is, and then determine the timeline and where the story is going." He sighed and wanted to smoke a cigarette, but the mask blocked him: "In the DC universe
There are many worlds with Gotham and Batman. If it is a movie universe, the upper limit of the world's capabilities is not very high. In the recently released "Justice League" movie, Steppenwolf was beaten like a doll. But if it is a comic universe, no matter what
Whichever one it is, the risk will be greatly increased..."
"Earth 0, the main world of New 52 comics; Earth 3, the world where the identities of all heroes and villains are interchanged; Earth 10, the world ruled by NAZI; Earth 38, the initial world of DC comics..."
Su Ming wiped his mask, and the rainwater gathered at his feet like a stream. There was no other clothes in the armor. Now he felt very cold, and his whole body was soaked in water.
But he has never felt that his brain has such clear thinking. He can actually recall the comic world setting that he once only glanced at. Is this because of Deathstroke's super brain? But the memory should be brought by his own soul.
Right?
Now this body is filled with an explosive sense of power, something I have never felt before. It seems that I am possessed by my soul. This is Deathstroke's original body.
The problem is that although Deathstroke has the ability to heal himself, his ability is not strong enough to restore broken limbs, so his right eye will always be blind.
When high-speed regeneration takes effect, it will consume a lot of his physical strength and even make him lose his mind.
Deathstroke is over 50 years old, and his son and daughter have become superheroes, and they want to kill him at any time. There is also an old and immortal father who is a super villain with telekinesis, and he also wants to kill him.
Fortunately, he is strong enough and they can't kill him.
"I am a young man in his twenties, and now he is in his fifties... I finally have a family, but my relationship is not very good..."
Su Ming shook his head helplessly. Deathstroke's ability and intelligence were very strong, but his emotional intelligence was obviously lacking.
"By the way, why did he come here before? Did he receive any mission? He was fully armed, so he must be planning something."
Su Ming gave up and thought about it again. Although his body was now an enhanced one, his habit still made him want to find a place to hide from the rain. Not only because the rain in early spring was too cold, but also because Gotham's industrial pollution was too serious. This rain had A disgusting sour smell that he had never experienced before.
After leaving the edge of the building, he turned around and planned to leave. Although he was carrying a parachute bag, he still took the stairs. He had never paraglided before. It would be funny if he fell to his death.
'The world-famous mercenary committed suicide by jumping off a building in Gotham City last night, suspected to be related to his emotional entanglement with Batman.'
Su Ming had already imagined that if he fell to his death, this would be the front page of tomorrow's Gotham Daily. He didn't want to die, even if he had traveled through a dangerous world.
Not to mention, he is a pure straight man. Although he does not discriminate against the clown and the bat showing affection every day, he does not want to participate in it at all.