After buying the earth [Comprehensive British and American]

"...Are you interested in joining an alliance of superheroes?" Diana repeated her friend's question with some surprise, and half-jokingly said, "Charles, do you want to invite me to join the X-Men? But I'm not a mutant ..."

"No, of course not." Charles Xavier, her friend and the real owner of the manor that was transformed into a school, shook his head and said, "I'm just passing on an invitation, in fact, it's a A league of superheroes that has not yet been established. The founders want your contact information from me."

"Oh," the Amazon soldier couldn't help but blinked. "To be honest, I'm a little surprised. Since you are willing to convey it...does it mean that you are optimistic about this organization that has not yet been established?"

"Yes," Xavier said gently, "I think this organization is a good choice for you now. This is a very loose organization, and there are not many mandatory requirements for members. The only requirement is But when members encounter difficult problems, they can watch each other and help each other."

There is another reason, Professor X did not say it, because the two of them knew it well-that is, those official personnel who kept testing Diana, since Nick Fury sent the invitation to Wonder Woman, the US government It gradually exposed its tough "incorporation" attitude towards people with superpowers-even if Wonder Woman represents Paradise Island, in the eyes of many people, she is still an out-and-out "dangerous element".In particular, when they learned that Diana had made friends with the leader of the mutants, Charles Xavier, their temptations became more aggressive.

Wonder Woman needs a backup, but first of all, she has to ensure that this backup will not bring more trouble.This requirement is not easy to meet.But since Professor X will take the initiative to mention it to her...

Diana was thoughtful, and half-jokingly said: "Sounds a bit utopian?"

Professor X laughed: "There is indeed one point. Speaking of which, it currently only has two confirmed members, but you should have heard of their names - one is Batman from Gotham, and the other is Superman from Metropolis .”

Diana didn't know how many times she was surprised today: "...So, the person who invited me was Batman or Superman?"——These two superheroes didn't seem like the kind of people who would pass Charles Someone who wants to come to her contact information.

"Neither of them," he shook his head. "It's the sponsor of this organization. Her name is Hilda Walker."

"...I know her. We met at a banquet before. She has great power. It can be said that she defeated the controlled Superman and the mutant girl Wanda." Diana remembered the girl , "Is she just a funder? I thought she was going to be one of the superheroes."

"Yeah, sometimes we often witness some unexpected choices, don't we?" Professor X said, he looked out of the window, the scenery of Xavier Manor was the same as before, from here you could faintly hear the noises of the students joking, Occasionally, I also see some small mischief caused by mutant abilities.Among these children with different talents, there was one that he had to pay special attention to——

"Diana," he said suddenly, "if one day you see the future, everything in this future is beautiful, only you lose the most important person in your heart, and you have a chance to change everything, just Once you act, everything will be out of control in the future, will you choose to use this opportunity?"

Diana suddenly looked at Charles.

Bruce was adjusting his tie in the full-length mirror.

There was a slight noise not far away. He followed the sound and saw the black cat.I don't know where it came from, but those blue eyes are full of vigilance, staring at his every move openly, like a sculpture.

Hilda has a cat.He knew about it, but this cat seemed to be a master of concealment, and Hilda took a free-range attitude towards it. Therefore, during the two days he came to New York, he hadn't really seen any traces of this black cat until now. , is their real meeting.

Bruce thinks the cat feels familiar to him.

Hilda just came out of the bedroom, a little surprised: "Bat?"

Bruce's pupils shrank suddenly. He looked at Hilda calmly, but she didn't even look at him. He walked to the black cat and picked it up. The cat gave her a paw without hesitation, hoping But Erda didn't care, and praised: "It's really energetic." She sat on the sofa, put the black cat on her lap, and stroked it. After a few strokes, the cat jumped off her lap—— Untamed and impatient with the intimacy of humans, it found a new position and continued to watch Bruce with that vigilant look.

Bruce's expression was a little subtle: "What's the name of this cat?"

"Bat," she replied, her eyes still on the cat.

Bruce: "...you named a cat 'Bat'?"

Hilda: "Don't you think this cat looks a lot like Batman?"

He looked at the cat with a complicated expression: "No, I don't think so. Where does it look like?"

"It's most like when you're alert." Hilda casually rested her cheeks, watching Bat's standard scrutiny expression, "Look, like now, I even think it will suddenly transform into Batman, and then say to you 'Get out of my place!'." She joked with a grin, not noticing the stiff corners of Bruce's lips.

As if preliminarily judging Bruce's danger, Bat sat down slowly, licked his paws, and shook his tail slightly.

"Honey, I'm leaving New York today," Bruce tried to draw Hilda's eyes away from the cat, "—you're just looking at the cat?"

She looked at her little lover with some surprise: "Honey, you don't even want to eat cat's vinegar, do you?"

Bruce: "..."

He sighed slightly, sat beside Hilda, stretched out a hand to wrap her shoulders, and held her in his arms: "No, I didn't. I just feel...we get along The time went by too fast.”

"I also have this feeling."

"So...really not thinking about coming back to Gotham with me?" he asked.

Hilda paused: "No, I still have a job in New York."

"The job of recording a variety show?" Bruce raised an eyebrow. "Do you want to be a star, baby? Is it too hard to record a show? If you want, I can—"

"No, I just thought it was interesting. Although the time between each recording is not short, I still plan to wait until it's all over before leaving New York." Hilda said, "I don't want you to interfere with my work, Bruce. I I know what you mean, I promise you, when I get tired of playing in New York... No, I'll go back to Gotham after work, okay?"

Bruce: "I think..."

Bat jumped up suddenly, onto the sofa, and "meowed" at Bruce.

"Oh," Hilda was a little surprised, "Bat seems to like you."

No, Bruce doesn't think so.He and the black cat in front of him, which is said to be similar to Batman, looked at each other silently. He couldn't understand what Hilda was thinking: wouldn't she find it strange?She obviously doesn't like Batman, but she wants to raise a cat that looks like Batman?Wouldn't it be strange to see this cat every day?No, this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is, will she realize that something is wrong because of such a cat?

"Don't you dislike Batman?" he asked calmly.

"Not really," she replied, "but you don't fund Batman? Since I started thinking of Batman as your investment project, I don't hate him so much."

Bruce: Mistake.

"I'd rather you hate him." He made up his mind and decided to maximize the image of the "jealous boyfriend", so he complained plausibly, "Thinking of such a stupid cat who looks like Batman I don't always feel so happy around you, I hope you meet a cat like me."

This sounded really sour, but luckily Hilda was like that. She laughed and looked up at him, as if she thought he was very funny now: "God, Bruce, are you serious?"

Bruce kissed her on the lips: "I think so."

"But I have adopted Bat." Hilda spread her hands, "...do you think Batman would want to adopt a cat that looks like himself?"

Bruce: I don't think so.

He showed a subtle smile: "Who knows? People can't be judged by their appearance, maybe Mr. Batman will be a caring person who treats pets gently in private?"

Hilda thought about the way Batman stroked the cat: "...Pfft."

"Don't talk about cats," Bruce said softly, "tell me, Hilda, give me a specific date, when will you return to Gotham, and return to my side?"

"...I don't know," Hilda said, "It is said that this variety show is recorded and broadcast at the same time. If the response of the show is not good, I may be able to go back soon, but if the show is very popular— —The date I go back will depend on when I get eliminated.”

Bruce sighed exaggeratedly: "It seems that I have to wait a long time, champion?"

She thinks he's really good at pleasing people: "Haha, that's not necessarily true. Maybe I'll be eliminated soon? I'm not a professional."

"No," he said firmly. "Have you forgotten, I heard you sing—it was one of the most beautiful pieces of music I've ever heard."

"You're so—sweet, baby." Hilda's face was touched, but she had a completely different idea in her heart——

——This is not a question of music or not music at all, Bruce is so innocent and cute, she thought, this is actually a question of gold and gold!