"..."
Number Nine was stunned by the question.
That's right, if I destroy this place, what's in it for me? It's just a waste of energy.
"I also don't know … what's there to do."
Number Nine felt that this blonde girl was simply here to torture him. Every question left him with no energy to answer.
"Since that's the case, why not be a hero!"
The blonde girl pulled Number Nine's wrist, "Become a true hero, protect this place, protect justice, how about that?"
"What's in it for me?"
Number Nine asked directly.
"I can get a lot."
Windsor thought for a moment and then said, "Being worshipped by everyone and protecting the city, you should be happy right? Just like me, the thought of exposing the Leicester family's crimes and letting the people know their true ugly face, I can't help but be excited. "
"You're really easily moved."
Number Nine sighed, "If that's the case, why not give it a try."
"Do you promise me?"
Windsor was abnormally excited, "Then hero, where do you live?"
"I'm not a hero, I'm Number Nine."
Number Nine said coldly, "Moreover, I don't have a fixed residence."
"Eh, a wanderer?"
"Yes, you can live wherever you want."
Number Nine coldly snorted, "If anyone dares to disobey, I will kill him."
"No, no, this isn't what a hero should do!"
Windsor felt that Number Nine was a new hero and still had a lot to teach him. Thus, she decided on her own, "How about this, from today onwards, you will live at my house. I will teach you how to be a true hero!"
"I can promise you."
Number Nine crossed her arms, "But if I get tired of it, I will kill you and leave."
"Hehe, being a hero is infinitely fun. How can you get tired of it!"
Windsor laughed happily. How could she not be happy about such a dream-like thing!
"Oh great God, you must be the one who sent him to me!"
Windsor clasped her hands with a pious face.
"You believe in God that much?"
Number Nine finally couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, after all, God created us."
"According to your culture, according to the theory of evolution, shouldn't humans evolve from apes?"
"Humph, the theory of evolution is pseudoscience!"
Windsor snorted, "In short, you are the best gift that God has given me! Unfortunately, it wasn't Christmas today. Let's just treat it as an early holiday! Come on, let's go home! "
Said Windsor. She went to the roadside and opened the door of a car. Looking at the gray truck parked in front of her, Number Nine felt a headache coming on.
"Do I have to take a car …"
"If I let you fly around in the air, it would be too high profile!"
Windsor grabbed Number Nine's hand and dragged him to the car.
"As a hero, the first lesson I have to teach you is to keep a low profile!"
"Alright."
For some unknown reason, Number Nine fell for Windsor's trick. Led by Windsor, he sits in the truck obediently. Ever since Number Nine was born, she had never sat in a car before. Today was the first time.
"Hero, is this your first time in Tel City?"
"I told you, I'm not a hero."
Number Nine emphasized, "I am Number Nine."
"Alright, Number Nine!"
Windsor hurriedly changes her words, "Is this your first time in Tel City?"
"Yes."
Number Nine nodded. He was just walking around casually and came here.
"Then where were you born?"
"In a laboratory in Los Angeles."
Thinking of the past, Number Nine was expressionless.
"Laboratory? You're so humorous. "
Windsor laughed. She felt that this hero was really mysterious!
In the car, she said a lot of trivial things to Number Nine. But Number Nine seemed to be a little annoyed. He crossed his arms, leaned against the seat, closed his eyes, and turned a deaf ear to her words.
Windsor thought to herself that the hero might be a little tired. She'd better not disturb his rest. So, Windsor finally stopped for a while. She concentrated on driving. Occasionally, she peeked at Number Nine and felt satisfied.
More than half an hour later, Windsor finally drove to her home.
In Number Nine's impression, Windsor's house should be a two-story villa or something. In many cities in the United States, there were quite a lot of such houses. After all, the United States had a large land area, but its population was much smaller than that of a huge country like China.
But Windsor led Number Nine to an apartment building. She took him to the seat on the tenth floor, opened the door and walked in.
This should be a rental house. The house was a little messy. The ground was littered with garbage, including Windsor's underwear, everywhere.
The room was not big, about forty or fifty square meters. Because there was too much garbage, it seemed very crowded.
"I, I'm sorry …"
Windsor blushed, "I usually live alone, so I didn't clean it much. I'll call the housekeeper to come and have them clean it up. "
"Humph!"
Number Nine waved her hand, and a strong wind set off in the house, blowing the garbage in front of her to the sides. A large area of the house was cleaned up, and it seemed to be a lot cleaner.
"Ah, so convenient!"
Windsor couldn't help but clap, "If only I knew how to do it."
"Unfortunately, I can't teach you."
Number Nine shook her head, "My strength is innate. I can't teach you."
"It doesn't matter. You have the strength! You can sit anywhere and make it your own home. "
Windsor said as she stuffed her leopard-print bra under the pillow of the sofa.
"This … is this a place where people live …"
Number Nine frowned.
"Aiya, this is home! Come, you take a rest first. Then we'll talk about your first step to becoming a hero! "
"Is it so complicated to become a hero? How many steps are there? "
"Of course, dreams have to be taken one step at a time!"
Windsor took out a pen and paper, "Especially the first step, it's very important. You can't be sloppy!"
"What's the first step?"
"Clothes!"
Windsor's serious look made Number Nine a little speechless.
"I have to choose clothes when I go out to fight?"
Number Nine pointed at the coat she was wearing. "I just got this from someone a few days ago. It fits me pretty well."
"You're a hero, not a robber! You can't rob others, and you can't wear this kind of stolen goods! "
Windsor gently knocked her forehead, "Ai, I'll teach you bit by bit! As a hero, you have to have tights that represent your identity! For example, Superman, blue underpants, red cape! And a big S on the chest! This is the symbol! "
"It feels like a stupid c * nt …"
Looking at Windsor opening a picture of Superman, Number Nine immediately rejected it.
"What kind of pervert can wear underwear outside?"
"This is a design from a long time ago! Don't worry, I have a better design! "
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