Chapter 110 Bruce Enters the Orphanage for the Third Time "Collapse!" A magic strike came at him, but Katum yawned and dodged it easily. "Why are you so excited?" said the owl. "This isn't the first time you've experienced this." At this moment, Bruce stood at the door of a building. He put away the Supreme Wand and said lightly: "Yeah, I've been through this plenty of times, so I'm not mad." He said, "I just want to train you." When Bruce came into this world, he was already mentally prepared. The result was exactly as he expected. The building in front of him was indeed an orphanage. There were five words written on it: Water Orphanage.
Bruce retracted his wand, accepted the reality, and prepared to walk through the door. Katum followed closely behind. At this moment, Bruce turned around quickly - "Collapse!" "The spell rebounds!" An eggshell-like halo appeared around Katum, and at exactly the right moment, the stunning spell cast by Bruce was bounced back. Bruce's eyes widened, and for a moment, he had no time to think about whether the owl was simply quick to react or had been on guard against him. Just as he was about to be hit by the stunning spell, Bruce cast a spell on himself. "Revitalization!" The Stunning Spell hit him, but at the same time, the Resuscitation Spell also began to take effect. The spell and the counter-spell canceled each other out, and Bruce's body just shook for a moment before returning to normal. "Bruce, are you okay? Why are you so careless?" Katum flapped his wings and circled above his head, "I've told you many times, boys must protect themselves when they go out!" Bruce gritted his teeth and didn't refute. Since his spell was rebounded, it meant that he lost this time. The loser eats dust, there is nothing much to say. He snorted coldly, stood up, and walked into the orphanage obediently. "I suddenly discovered something." The owl flew to Bruce's shoulder, ruffled his hair, and said, "You like to hum sometimes."
"Hmm?" Bruce said. "Right, that is it!" Owl remembered that in the comics, Bruce's father Thomas also liked to sneer like this. "What on earth does this mean?" Could it be some secret inheritance of the Bat Family? "It's just a verbal habit, nothing interesting." Bruce shook his head. They walked into the Water Orphanage together. "By the way, Katum, I also thought of something." "You said." "What would happen if I used the rebound spell after you used it just now?" "Are you playing table tennis here?" …… When Bruce entered the Walter Orphanage, he immediately noticed something was wrong. This orphanage was different from any orphanage he had experienced before. The Wu orphanage was bleak, the Santa Fe orphanage was deserted, and this one— There were quite a few people inside, but they were all wearing white coats. They walked back and forth in a hurry without any eye contact. The building had rows of windows, all welded shut with bars. It looked more like a prison than an orphanage. "Katum, what the hell are you doing?" Bruce whispered, "What world have you brought me to?" How can there be an orphanage like this? Unless all they adopt are superhumans. "Don't worry Bruce, just watch." Katum said nonchalantly, "If anything goes wrong, I can Apparate you away." Bruce was about to continue blaming Katum when he heard a low voice from behind him. "Bruce, why are you back!" As soon as he turned around, he saw a woman in a white coat running towards him. As she approached, she blocked Bruce with her coat. "You finally managed to leave this damn place, why are you coming back!" The woman said anxiously, "Hurry up!" Bruce was confused. From what the woman said, it seemed that this place was dangerous? Then he saw two private detectives in black suits running in hurriedly.
"Ouch, Master Bruce!" They grabbed Bruce and asked, "How come you disappeared all of a sudden!" "Take him away!" said the woman in the white coat, "Make sure you keep an eye on him this time!" The private detectives took Bruce out of the orphanage and didn't feel relieved until they had walked three streets. "My little ancestor, how can you go back there!" A private detective took off his hat and wiped his bald head with a handkerchief. Another detective added at the right moment: "Do you know how much we paid to get you out of there?" "How old?" Bruce asked. "How dare you ask how old!" The detective jumped up while wiping his sweat. "That's a huge sum of money!" said another detective. "It's just an advance payment of your inheritance." The previous detective changed the subject. "That's true." His partner nodded. "You used my money?" Bruce glared, "Don't you dare tell me your names?" "My name is Dupont." "My name is Dupont." The two of them sang in unison and finished introducing themselves. "Dupont and Dupont, right?" Bruce snorted coldly, "Just tell me, how much did Fike leave for me this time?" 30 billion the first time, 10 billion the second time, it can't be getting less and less, right? Dupont and Dupont looked at each other and said, "Master Bruce, congratulations, your father left you 10 billion US dollars!" "That's pretty much it." Bruce thought that this time it was finally different from the last time where he was sent away with billions of dollars. It seems that this world is pretty good. After handing over the inheritance, Dupont left in a hurry. They neither explained the situation of this world to Bruce nor why the orphanage was dangerous. Bruce was left standing there alone. At first glance, it looks a bit pitiful. …… Bruce walked aimlessly on the street, and all he saw were huge billboards.
The endorsement stars above are all wearing strange costumes. There were blond men in steel-blue tights and American flags; There are also red-haired women dressed coolly, in gladiator style; There were also guys wearing black combat uniforms, wrapped up tightly, and it was hard to tell whether they were men or women. very many. “The entertainment industry here seems to be quite developed.” Bruce said with interest, "Finally we are back to modern society." At this time, he passed by a shop window where the TV was broadcasting a street interview. The reporters were two little kids, and the person they were interviewing was the man wearing the American flag that Bruce had just seen. Looks like a children's show. Just right for Bruce. "Mr. Fatherland!" A child asked innocently, "How many people have you saved so far?" "This is it!" The man called the motherland showed a bright and cheerful smile. He said, "Do you remember how many slices of bread you ate?" "Wow!" The two children screamed in admiration. "Mr. Homelander, you really are the strongest superhero!" "Hero? Me? No no no!" Homelander kept shaking his head, "I'm just a patriotic citizen who happens to have some super powers." He suddenly came in front of the camera with his hands behind his back, and seemed to be looking at the audience from a distance. Homelander raised his index finger and pointed at everyone outside the camera. "You! My friends, you are the real heroes!" "Wow!!!" The two kids at the back were completely crazy about their idol. Outside the window, Bruce saw all this and suddenly frowned. "Why does this guy give me the feeling of Lockhart?" “Maybe because they all have big smiles?” Katum said, "But Lockhart can't be compared with him. Not only does he have real skills, he also has a professional team." Professional team?
Bruce immediately became interested. He looked at the overwhelming advertisements and realized that these people might not be stars, but all superheroes! Is this what life is like for a superhero in this world? Isn't that entertainment? Bruce had a bad feeling. If a superhero whose mission is to maintain law and order and peace is tainted by fame and fortune, can he still maintain his original intention? He now urgently wants to know information about these superheroes. Fortunately, this information is not difficult to find. In fact, it is everywhere. Bruce went to any bookstore and found countless introductions and reports about superheroes. He quickly finished reading them and finally had a preliminary understanding of this world. This is an era of superheroes, and Vought International Corporation recruits people born with super powers to join their ranks every year. Parahumans will be sent to various parts of the country to participate in maintaining law and order. Among the more than 200 superhumans under the Vought Group, the most outstanding are the Super Seven. It is said that there are seven people, but now there are actually only six. Homelander, Queen Maeve, Invisible Man, Locomotive, Deep Sea, and Noir. Bruce looked through the information of these people, and the more he looked, the more familiar they looked. "Katum, this isn't right!" Bruce shouted, "Why do I feel like these people are so similar to the Justice League you told me about before?" "Maybe it's a coincidence." Katum said casually. "coincide?" Bruce didn't believe it at all. He stared at Katum with suspicion. "You didn't know about this world a long time ago, and then made up a Justice League based on the setting of the Seven, right?" "Absolutely not!" Katum swore, holding up his wings. "You can't fool me!" He flipped through the posters of the Seven. “Look, isn’t the Superman you told me about just a knockoff of Homelander? "Wonder Woman is a knockoff of Queen Maeve, Aquaman is the deep sea, the Flash is a locomotive, and finally—" He suddenly pointed at the dark color. "This black one is obviously a knockoff of Batman!" "Can you be more hypocritical?"
Katum was so angry that he laughed, "Why is it Xuanse's turn? He is the one who copied Batman? "And if he copied Batman, why didn't he copy it more realistically? Batman has a chin!" "Uh……" Bruce hesitated, "Maybe because he's black." (End of this chapter)