[Comprehensive British and American] HE saves the world

Alfred once believed that the time when Lars O. Gu set fire to the Wayne Manor was the limit of the ordeal that this old mansion with a long history could bear.

He was wrong.He was dead wrong.

The real test comes now.

Never in the long history of Wayne Manor has such a tragedy occurred.It was so miserable that Alfred had to call Barbara Gordon and ask her to add two more fire trucks.

"Uh...not..." Barbara's voice sounded speechless, "Is the situation that serious, Alfred?"

"As a matter of fact, the situation may be more serious than I expected, Miss Gordon."

Alfred put on the gas mask with a blank face. The fine creation of Wayne Technology can effectively filter out at least three Scarecrow's special fear poison, gas, and bombs.In fact, Alfred has every reason to believe that this place is comparable to a gas chamber.

"I have experienced many critical moments of life and death, but none can compare with this moment. I really didn't expect that I could experience this unprecedented new experience at this age. Thanks to Mr. Bruce for his care of my old heart all these years Work out, it's what keeps me going until I make this call."

"..."

Barbara Gordon spoke cautiously.

"Are you all right, Alfred?"

"I think being trapped in a cell in Arkham would be much better than this situation."

Alfred expressed his feelings with that characteristically British biting humor.He watched the thick smoke billowing out of the kitchen, every wrinkle on his cheeks was like the sky before the storm, dark and calm.

"In fact, if I hadn't already put on a gas mask, I would probably have to go to the hospital or even retire early because of the poisonous fumes in the kitchen."

"Can I ask how all of this happened?" Barbara chose her words carefully, "As far as I know, Bruce's cooking skills are very...but not so..."

She couldn't find words that could accurately describe the current situation without hurting the pride of Bruce and the boys too much, so she kept a precious silence when she said that part.

"Because it's not just the young masters who are in the kitchen." Alfred's voice revealed a sense of indifference, "their heroic spirits are also there. Obviously, these legendary heroes are not as good at fighting as they are good at fighting." Rice. And, Miss Gordon, do you know what happens if you pour a pot of oil on a fire?"

As if echoing Alfred's words, there was an earth-shattering explosion sound from the kitchen.

"I think you already know." Alfred's voice was almost dead silent.

"...I'll be there soon, Alfred."

The sound of a motorcycle starting came from the other end of the phone, and Barbara's voice was full of care and pity.

"Try not to let them buy the manor before I come, Alfred."

"I try my best."

Alfred hung up the phone with a long sigh.Then, he turned his attention to the black-clothed nun who had been sitting on the sofa drinking tea and eating snacks.

"Is that what you expected, ma'am?" he asked.

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Frankly speaking, although Ada had anticipated this situation.

But when she really opened the kitchen door, she was still shocked by the appalling scene.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Damn it! Was that evil oven installed by Firefly?!"

Dick ran to the pool with his hands held high, the oven mitts on his hands were blazing, and Nightwing was about to turn into Roasted Wing.

Fortunately, the quality of the heat-insulating gloves in Wayne's house was really high quality. Before the fire burned through the asbestos layer, Nightwing rushed to the sink. He threw the gloves into the vegetable sink with the agility that a circus boy should have. Turning on the cold water tap extinguished the flames on the glove.

Behind him, Bruce Wayne, who was a good partner in the past, threw out the hook gun very sensitively, and forced to open the burning oven, lest the flames be suffocated inside the built-in oven, causing even more tragic disasters.

And his real good partner, Rider (cavalryman) Astolfo, was holding an eggbeater while humming a song while doing work, completely forgetting who he is, where he is, and what he should do.And Damian is wrestling with Jason, because he has judged that Jason is the biggest obstacle to his team's success, so he will try his best to eliminate this opponent.

"Look at the trick Todd! You can't even get that roast chicken into the oven!!!"

As Damian spoke, he threw out a large handful of bat darts, each of which went straight to the vital point, with deadly moves, and it seemed that there was no intention of showing mercy at all.

"Damn! Devil boy, are you serious?!"

Jason cursed a curse word, he threw the prepared sauce into his Servant's hand, took out a dagger from somewhere, and joined the battle.

"You put this thing on the chicken..." After shooting down all the Batarangs, Jason narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Okay, boy, do you want to play? Then I'll play with you. "

In the next second, they huddled together, and Joan of Arc stood holding the sauce bowl for a while with an ugly expression on her face, and then clenched her teeth.

"It's just a sauce." The artificial human Joan of Arc (Alter), whose real age may be only two months old, snorted coldly, turned his head and put all the sauce on the chicken, "How difficult is this?"

That method was so rough that Red A would scream at seeing it, Boudica would change color when seeing it, and Yuzao Miao would faint on the spot.Miss Hei-Jean, who had never learned how to cook, stared at the roast chicken for a while, then used the superficial knowledge in her memory, and decided to soak the chicken in the sauce first...

Would you like some chili?

Miss Black Jeanne recalled the spicy chicken leg burger she had eaten before, and without hesitation put a large bowl of chili into it.

Things weren't any better for Bruce, either.

Although Holmes can indeed cook, that is on the premise that Bruce is not his partner.

The explosion in the kitchen just now was caused by Bruce.

"You can't put eggs in the microwave, or it will explode, Master."

Sherlock, the 19th-century antique, Sherlock Holmes, tried to teach Bruce, the 21st-century resident, the owner of the largest technology company in the United States (one of them), Wayne, and popularize the correct use of microwave ovens.

This scene is indeed very magical, and people who see this scene can't help but doubt life.

Bruce admits his failure: "I'll pay attention next time."

"Actually, I think it will be the greatest help for me if you stay on the side and don't let other Masters (Masters) disrupt our work progress."

Holmes really wanted to sigh.

Who would have thought?The world's best consulting detective and the world's number one detective, Ba Liushu fighters and 800-pound jerk vigilantes, the biggest difficulty now is not a puzzle, but how to cook.

This world has changed so fast that it makes people feel a little bit confused.

Seeing that the battle between Jason and Damian was about to spread to their side, Bruce showed a disapproving expression, turned around first, and stretched out his hand to his sons.

"enough."

The head of the family said in a low voice.

"Now is not the time to fight!"

And Dick rushed forward with sharp eyesight and quick hands, skillfully separated Jason and Damian, hugged his youngest brother, clasped his wrists and shoulders, and hugged his whole body away from Jason's attack range .

"Okay, little D, let me do you a favor and get rid of the oven..."

Dick hastened to reassure Damian before he lashed out at him.

"Really, this is where your help is most needed, Damian, trust me. I just can't handle this burning oven by myself."

Damie looked at him calmly for a few seconds, then snorted, with a bit of mockery and arrogance, but unexpectedly not annoying.

"It's useless, Grayson." He slapped Dick's hand away and let himself fall to the ground, "I'll take care of this, you go on fighting with your ingredients."

"Thank you so much, Little D!"

Dick was so happy that he almost jumped up, but suddenly thought of something, and let out a scream.

"Oops! My slice of bread!"

Ada's eyes drifted to the toaster, which was emitting ominous black air, and it was not surprising to see a few slices of bread that were as black as coke popped out.

On the other side, the flames on the stove suddenly soared into the sky!

"Wow!" Astolfo quickly took a step back, looking at the flames that almost burned his bangs, his eyes lit up, "It's amazing!"

...This is probably the evaporation of rationality.

Ada slowly closed the kitchen door.

"What's the matter, ma'am?" Alfred's voice came from behind her, and she turned her head with a smile.

"No, nothing," she said.

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When Alfred opened the kitchen door again, the inside had already turned into a battlefield filled with gunpowder (dense) smoke.

In the choking smoke and flames, everyone was fighting each other.Dick swung his baguette at Bruce, and while Bruce dodged Dick's attack, he used Freeze's freeze gun to freeze the charred slices of bread thrown by Jason into hard ice—God knows why those slices of bread As sharp as a shuriken - Damian jumped from the sky, trying to kill Jason with his own weight (I don't know why he went straight to 200 pounds all these years).

While the Masters were fighting, the Servants were not at peace.Holmes didn't know where he went, and Astolfo got a sack of flour from nowhere, and he was happily "snowballing" with Joan of Arc with the flour, with Rider's unique agility and his With the characteristics of the treasured eagle that can travel through space, the two had a great time fighting, seeing that Joan of Arc was about to ignite the flames, and razed the entire Wayne Manor to the ground with powder, dust, explosion, explosion——

"..."

Alfred pressed the button of the fire extinguisher expressionlessly.

"It's all about saving Wayne Manor."

He said this to Batman and Robin who were covered in fire extinguishing powder.

The author has something to say:

Some of Alfred's lines in this chapter still come from the comic "Batman: Little Gotham".The comic style is warm and touching, and the content is not OOC. I think it's great. Everyone come to see the master give the Arkham fan group Christmas gifts! ! !

Wuli trusts the hen! ! !

Seduced by Jiansan's home system, I climbed back to Stardew Valley (???).

In fact, it was because the notebook couldn't carry Jiansan, so he could only eat meal replacements in Stardew Valley.

I opened a new save file and chose Forest Farm, and now I’m thinking about it. I had a few tons of water in my head during the first week, so I chose the hell mode of Monster Farm.

There will be more updates. In order to have time to play games, I am full of motivation to code every day.