[Comprehensive British and American] Gotham Nightingale

Bruce: "..."

Bruce fell silent.

Given how little mutant abilities overlap, normal people's first reaction when they hear such a thing is that Mystique is coming.

Since Mystique appears in this kind of place, is this large-scale "crocodile mutation" incident caused by the Brotherhood?

The Dark Knight thought carefully about his dealings with mutant organizations over the years.

He personally believes that Magneto will not do it while Professor X - the dean of X Academy, the leader of the affinity faction of the two major mutant forces, and the most powerful psychic mutant in the world - is still alive. This kind of thing breaks the "peaceful" coexistence of mutants and human beings and completely opposes human beings.

As for whether Magneto has imagined the above scenario countless times in his heart with his ugly helmet on, that's another matter.

Although he didn't think this was the fraternity's style of doing things, out of vigilance, he asked Ah Fu to contact X Academy as Batman to confirm.

"Ah? No way, Magneto is playing chess with the professor in the room right now. He runs to our college every three days, and every time he has to play a game of raising his hands from the sky to the lawn, it's really annoying provoke!"

Because it was night, the person answering the call was not Professor X or Hank the Beast, but Quicksilver, who was on duty with the X-Men.

He is a boy who always wears punk flying glasses, has cool silver hair, and has a mutant ability of speeding. He just joined the X-Men a few years ago, and his skills are similar to Dick's, which makes the old housekeeper feel a little kind.

The friendly old housekeeper echoed the scene, and Kuaiyin, who was so bored on duty that mushrooms grew all over his body, immediately became excited: "That's right! I always thought that Eric did it on purpose, and it's okay to come over for dinner at dinner time." , Sometimes they even spend the night lodging! Their fraternity is so poor that they need to collect scrap iron, show off! I'm going to put a fart on his bed next time!"

The expression on Ah Fu's face remained unchanged: "...just as long as you are happy."

According to the news from the Batcave, Quicksilver is actually Magneto's own goose, but the latter doesn't even know that he has such a big goose.

OK, this is fun.

Pretending that he didn't hear about the future father and son killing each other, the old housekeeper informed his master of X Academy's reply.

……

Bruce Wayne felt as expected.

Then there is only the possibility that the opponent also has special abilities similar to Mystique.

From beginning to end, Bruce never considered asking Magneto if they sent Mystique to deal with this ridiculous "experiment".

For Eric Lanshere, who had suffered countless injuries from the human side in his early years, it was already a kind of kindness for him not to kill all human beings.

It would be nice if the Brotherhood didn't help to make ordinary humans experience the pain of "heterogeneity".

Bruce couldn't judge Magneto's psychology, even though he had checked the man's past.

——Including the fact that the other party hides his ability and wants to be an ordinary person to support his family safely, but uses his ability to save human beings in a critical moment, and then the police who arrive after him mistakenly kill his wife and daughter.

pity?understand?No no no, none of these dark knights.

The idea of ​​Magneto's mutant supremacy is wrong.

Vigilante, but not right.

There are countless people in the world who have suffered in the past, and countless sufferings have led to countless choices.

Everyone is a vortex in these choices.

No one can escape, and neither can he.

……

"Hey Bruce, where are you going?"

The steel armor hovered flexibly in the midair of the hall, and the dark blue reactor on the chest and the palm cannon became the only light sources here, but this did not prevent Stark from noticing Wayne's movement of leaving.

When he was distracted, the monster who was fighting with him before seized the opportunity, and a tail whip that pierced through the air "cracked!" stuck to his leg, swirled the suspended armor in mid-air, and the soles of his feet sprayed The pyrotechnics turned alive into a circle of fire.

"...It's really powerful, sir." The injector flashed twice, but fortunately there was no major problem.

Tony stabilized himself, staring at the roaring monster that jumped but couldn't jump in the air: "Why don't you use your cute little claws to have a man-to-man duel with the handsome me?"

Crocodile man: ... you fucking have the ability to go to the ground? ? ?

Bruce couldn't make any comments on the bamboo horse who didn't forget to talk when he was fighting.

Superman is about to finish harvesting the big heads outside the castle. The mastermind who seems to be tampering with tonight is running out, and the suspected Mystique "Caroline Moxon" is missing...

It's very easy to distinguish which is more important, he directly pretended to be in a panic, and rushed in the direction where the gentle man was escaping.

……

bass--

The heel of the shoe hit the ground, raising a thin layer of dust.

Nightingale jumped down from the top of the tower, fell at a high speed, turned over to relieve the force when she was about to land, her muscles tensed up, showing a sharp arc, and Shelley grabbed her shoulders, the whole process was almost painless. How much noise is made.

No, no, of course she is not a mutant with a mutated body strength.

This is due to her exploration of her own abilities since she was a child. The weird ability of "writing can come true" is very reminiscent of the ancient oriental storybook Ma Liang.

But obviously she can't do what she draws, and creation belongs to the category of gods.

Let's explain it a bit more clearly:

As long as it is "written" by her, any statement that can express self-consciousness will have a corresponding impact on reality.

The act of "writing down" requires a carrier that can retain traces (such as the human body, sand) and clear traces of expression (such as words or paintings).

As long as the above two are satisfied, the way she expresses is not limited.

For example, "writing" with a pen, such as "drawing" a wound with a fingernail, or a more permanent "tattoo".

As a non-strength mutant whose physical strength is limited to the body of an ordinary human female, coupled with knowing that this kind of power is special and rare, Nightingale discussed "how to make a living effectively in Gotham" and "how to ensure that the ability is not exposed. "I have worked hard on these two aspects.

She was "naturally" fluent in Chinese and English, and later learned some common languages ​​​​such as French and Latin by herself with the convenience of living in Gotham and mixed races;

She also sat in on Gotham University's writing general literature class, and carefully studied the artistry of language to ensure that she could use the most refined written language to complete the ability she wanted to express;

She used specially made colorless ink to tattoo tattoos on her body that were conducive to melee combat, physical strength enhancement, and defensiveness. She calculated the distribution of abilities and disguised herself as a mutant enhanced by the physics department in front of others.

——No matter how powerful the ability is, there will be limitations and weaknesses. Using tattoos to continuously output power is not an easy task.

With the growth of age, Nightingale's ability gradually strengthened, and there were more and more "realization effects" that could be maintained permanently.

Moreover, she found that the consumption of the ability of "writing to become true" is only related to the [degree of changing reality].

Texts such as "triple physical strength bonus" and "objects moving faster than 1m/s cannot approach within one meter of the person" do not consume much, because these are based on themselves or based on existing physical phenomena changed.

But if she draws a bird and writes down the words "make the bird I drew come true", then the strength needed is not enough to spare her, because this belongs to creating a life that did not exist before.

And life has always been the most complex and indescribable existence in the world.

……

"Clap."

The metal buckle of the leather suitcase was pulled open.

Three test tubes lay on the black sponge lining, and the crystal clear forest green liquid swayed faintly in the tubes.

If you look closely, you can find flocculent red threads swimming in the liquid, as if they have their own consciousness.

In the grove, the gentle man pushed his glasses a little nervously, looked left and right to make sure there was no one there, then carefully dug out a test tube, held it in his hand and looked at it, his eyes were mixed with amazement and fear.

Nightingale leaned against the tree trunk with her chest in her arms, watching the man's nervous eyes "skip" her without realizing it.

——It seemed that what stood in front of him was not a real brunette beauty, but a tree, a stone, a flower.

After only one meeting, the girl realized that this gentle man who looked unprofessional was at best a cannon fodder, and it was impossible for him to be the mastermind behind this collective mutation.

I just don't know what he's doing here...

"Sand... rustle..."

A footstep approached.

The gentle man almost shook the test tube and dropped the test tube to the ground, but when he turned around with a vigilant face and saw someone coming, he relaxed, with an expression of "unbelievable" and "that's it" on his face.

"Bruce Wayne? How come? No wonder they didn't tell me the buyer... Oh sorry, I mean, you do have the financial resources..."

Master Wayne, who pretended to be panting and panicked: ...Huh?

Staring helplessly at Wayne's Nightingale who obviously came here by going the wrong way: ...Huh?

The gentle man who didn't notice this detail because he was too nervous pushed his glasses again: "Here are the goods, three of them, and you saw the effect just now."

Bruce Wayne, who was in a messy tie and suit, was silent for a second, and suddenly his usual casual smile appeared on his face: "The effects are indeed good, but obviously they are difficult to control..."

He draws a long tail when he speaks, looking dissatisfied.

But the gentle man didn't panic: "You know, these are just crude products. These three sticks represent our sincerity. You can take them first, in private..." Everyone understands the unfinished meaning.

He closed the box, put it on the ground and pushed it over, the leather box pressed against the dry leaves, making a soft rustling sound.

Bruce Wayne stood where he was, raised his eyebrows, and didn't pick it up immediately.

The gentle man suddenly said "I'm very smart", spread his hands to indicate that he didn't have anything in his hands, and left in the opposite direction from where Wayne came.

After the figure of the other party disappeared into the depths of the tree shadow, Wayne in a dark blue suit took a step forward and picked up the box on the ground.

The well-known depraved rich second generation of Gotham hesitated for a moment—like a big boy who was suddenly involved in a conspiracy, but still couldn’t hold back his heart to find out the truth—carrying the box, he turned and headed towards the old castle go back.

Nightingale was silent, watching his broad and straight back disappearing into the depths of the trees.

I watched it for a long time.

The author has something to say: 【In order to be more in line with the ability description of this chapter, the text written on the arm by Nightingale in the previous chapters has been modified】

So did the master notice that Nightingale was watching...

PS: Do you think the last few chapters are a bit boring?I'm a fan of the authorities and can't see it, please advise!

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