The rise of comics

The midday sun hung overhead, and everything in the abandoned area of ​​the city seemed quiet.

Except for the occasional strange calls made by unknown wild animals deep in the ruins, there were only the noises of distant residential areas, faintly carried by the wind.

In a five-story building that had been abandoned for a long time, on the second floor, the boy Mick got a bunch of messy firewood and some other combustibles from nowhere. He set up a simple small pot. The fire was lit and a pot of unknown mushrooms, wild vegetables, and some unknown small animal was being cooked.

Of course, the animals that were suspected to be rats had been carefully handled by him. These messy things were mixed together with some spices, and the smell escaping from the pot could be considered unique.

While stirring the soup in the pot, Mick suddenly seemed to hear something, and he immediately turned around.

"Who"

In the dim vision, a tall figure slowly walked out.

"Master, when you wake up, I made rice mouse soup. Do you want to try it?"

Mick suddenly smiled.

The boy thought Bruce had gone to sleep, but Bruce's rest was actually not an ordinary sleep.

But he had no intention of explaining to the boy.

"Rice mice sound like a really exotic ingredient."

Bruce came to Mick's side.

"Why are you eating this?"

He glanced at the boiling pot and shook his head.

"We should leave."

"Master, are you going to kill weirdos now?"

Mick's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Do not."

Bruce looked at the big boy helplessly.

"Go have a normal meal."

After speaking, he looked at the scene outside the window.

At the farthest end of his sight was the real city.

"...But Master, I have no money."

Mick seemed to understand what Bruce meant, and immediately shrugged.

"This neighborhood is not the one I used to live in, and I'm not very familiar with it. Originally, I wanted to find some canned food or other food, but I didn't find it..."

"Money doesn't matter, I think I have a friend who would be willing to treat me."

Interrupting Mick's words, Bruce smiled meaningfully.

.......

After half an hour.

city ​​center.

In a private room on the second floor of a high-end restaurant, Genos, dressed in a silver-white mechanical body, was sitting there, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, as if he sensed a certain aura approaching, Genos turned his head and looked in the direction of the door of the box.

click

The door was opened and a tall white-haired man appeared in Genos's electronic eyes with a boy who looked to be no more than a teenager.

"Wow Genos"

With a look of surprise on his face, Mick immediately trotted into the box and came to Genos.

"Hello Genos, you are my idol"

Finally, he thought about it and added another sentence.

"one"

"...You are here, what does this brat have to do with you?"

Genos had a serious expression on his face. He did not answer Mick's words but kept his eyes on Bruce.

"It doesn't matter. I'm just educating and watching over the kid temporarily."

Bruce smiled casually.

"He has the potential to do something good in the world."

"Besides, is it appropriate for you to call someone a brat? You seem to be a few years older than him."

"temporary"

Genos tilted his head in confusion.

"I am 19 years old. I am an adult. And he is obviously underage."

“…”

Mick couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard Genos's words.

"Not to mention, you recovered very quickly. All parts of your body have been completely repaired."

Bruce very consciously sat down on the seat facing Genos.

"I wonder if you are interested in letting me study your armor composition and design drawings. Maybe I can help you make some improvements. Maybe there will be some new ideas."

"...No need. Although I am very interested in your black armor, I trust Dr. Kusno more."

Genos hesitated for a moment before rejecting Bruce's proposal.

"Thank you for your willingness to help me. But my birth is inseparable from Dr. Kusnow's research. I cannot hand over his technology to others like this."

"Ok."

Bruce didn't feel any discomfort at being rejected.

"Why did you leave this morning? People in the association are still looking for you."

Genos spoke.

"They hope to recruit you into the association. With your strength, it is not impossible to become one of the top S-class heroes immediately."

The boy Mick looked at Bruce in surprise. It was only then that he realized that Bruce was not a registered hero of the Hero Association.

"I have no interest in the Heroes Association."

Bruce shook his head.

"but..."

He changed his words.

"I'm very interested in killing monsters. I wonder if I can entrust you to do me a favor."

"...You helped me, and in return, I will try my best to respond to your request."

Genos said sternly.

"Do you need monetary reward? I still have a lot of British dollars saved here, if you need it."

He announced a number that made Mick's eyes widen.

"Are all S-class heroes so rich..."

Mick muttered.

"Thank you. I don't need any monetary reward. Of course, this meal must be yours."

Bruce smiled appropriately.

Just kidding, talking about money robots in front of Bruce Wayne, the richest playboy in the world, I'm afraid you haven't woken up yet

"Hmm. That's natural."

Genos nodded.

Just talking, he almost forgot to treat and serve food.

So he called the waiter from the restaurant, and within a short while, a table of sumptuous dishes with meat, vegetarian, seafood and soup was placed in front of the three of them.

"Wow...."

Looking at the rich and colorful table, the boy Mick unconsciously shed tears of disappointment at the corner of his mouth...oh no, drool.

"Eat first, don't get starved."

After Bruce finished speaking, he took the lead and started to feast.

After being strengthened by the soul seal, Bruce now has not only mental power, but also his physical strength has broken through the original limits.

It's just that the more powerful he becomes, the more energy he needs to consume. Before Bruce can find other better and more convenient ways to obtain energy, increasing his appetite is undoubtedly the only option at the moment.

"good teacher"

Mick sat next to Bruce, also pulled a huge lobster, and started his disc operation.

Looking at the two people opposite, Genos just picked up a glass of juice and began to drink it slowly.

As a robot, he naturally does not rely on traditional eating to obtain energy, but his structural design is still able to digest food.

It's just that his taste design is not as sensitive as a real human being. Therefore, Genos usually only drinks a few drinks.

The sumptuous meal was quickly wiped out.

The boy Mick leaned on the chair behind him, squinted his eyes, and touched his stretched belly.

"I'm so full, I haven't had a meal like this for a long time..."

He let out a long breath.

"Thank you Janos."

Mick chuckled.

"I never thought that one day the famous mechanical superman Genos would invite me to dinner...hehehe..."

"Okay, now it's time to get down to business."

Bruce wiped the corners of his mouth, put down the paper handkerchief in his hand, and looked at Genos.

"What I want you to do for me is very simple. Investigate an organization called Evolution House. If you find it, contact me as soon as possible."

"Evolution House"

Genos's orange electronic eyes flashed twice.

"What are you doing with this organization?"

"This organization is probably the driving force behind secretly creating weirdos. The weird mosquito girl yesterday may be their masterpiece."

Bruce replied.

"There is such an organization..."

A look of surprise appeared in Genos's eyes, and then he fell into deep thought.

A powerful organization capable of appearing dragon-level monsters, hidden behind the scenes

And he didn't remember such an organization in any relevant information released by the Heroes Association.

This is enough to show that if this evolutionary house really exists, then they must be hidden very deeply.

"I understand."

Genos nodded.

"But how do you know about the Evolution House?"

"Sorry, this is personal information, no comment."

Bruce stood up.

"I can only tell you that the House of Evolution is real."

After a pause, he continued.

"I'll give you a day, no problem"

Mick immediately looked at Bruce beside him.

Isn’t it a little too stressful to find out a terrorist organization full of weirdos?

You know, this is a terrifying force that has produced dragon-level monsters.

"no problem."

Genos had a straight face and agreed without hesitation.

Even if Bruce doesn't give him a time limit, after he learns about such a terrifying terrorist organization, he will find the location of this evolutionary home as quickly as possible, because he will not let things like last night happen again. Appear.

"Very well, Genos, I saw the right person."

Bruce smiled lightly.

"you look like one of my friends."

"In return for your treat to me, I give you this."

A white light flashed in his hand, and a spherical mechanical body the size of a palm suddenly appeared.

"what is this..."

Genos looked at Bruce's palm.

He was not too surprised by this suspected space manipulation method. After all, he had already seen how Bruce could conjure up and take back the terrifying black armor out of thin air.

It's not like space powers have never appeared in this world.

"Collaborative Computing Module."

Bruce looked at this boy who was actually less than 20 years old.

"It can provide about 512p of computing power output, which can help you better exert the coordination of your prosthetic body and maximize the use of more power."

This is a small item that he separated from the Hell Bat's modular system, but it has no impact on Bruce. In the upgraded Hell Bat, many modular systems have been reintegrated, so some The original secondary system has become a dispensable and useless existence.

“What, you actually have such high computing power?”

At this time, Genos suddenly stood up from his seat as if he had heard something unbelievable.

The serious face that originally seemed unchanged for thousands of years could no longer hold its posture.

He knew very well what such high computing power meant.

As an almost pure robot, any action Genos needs to rely on his original human brain for collaborative control, but the human brain does not have the advantage of mechanical intelligence in terms of calculation.

Therefore, he is also equipped with a number of auxiliary computing modules developed by Dr. Kusno to provide computing power support to help him use his powerful meaning better and more flexibly. Body.

But even if all the mechanical systems in his body were added together, they couldn't even match one-tenth of the computing power of the so-called computing module that Bruce took out.

How could this not shock him to the extreme.

If what Bruce said is true, then this can only show that the maker of this mechanical ball is a true scientific genius far beyond Dr. Kusno.

"This... this is too precious."

At this time, Genos showed hesitation.

"Why are you sure you want to give me something like this? We have only known each other for a short time."

"Didn't I say, this is a gift in return for this meal."

Bruce still had that decent smile.

.....

After leaving the restaurant, Bruce and Mick stood at the street corner, watching Genos walk away quickly and disappear among the crowd.

"Do you think he is worth cultivating?"

Di Xin's voice slowly sounded in Bruce's heart.

"I just feel like he's like my friend."

Bruce responded calmly.

"Now, it's time for us to investigate what kind of secrets the Heroes Association hides."