Many people knew about the existence of a small hell in Gotham City. The fact that one's lifespan would be extended within Gotham City was also known by many.
Every day, countless people would apply to live in Gotham, but 99% of them would be rejected. The city, which had been upgraded to a galactic business metropolis and had expanded 25 times in size, was already overcrowded.
Damian drove the latest model of a black hovercar, carrying his father and the old butler Afo. They waited for the road ahead to pass through the traffic that crisscrossed Gotham's night sky. Looking down from the sky, the whole of Gotham was shrouded in a dazzling light, just like a city that never sleeps.
"Sigh, there have been too many alien aristocrats who have moved here in the past few years. Their living habits have changed the city, and it's very uncomfortable."
Old Fu, who was already very old, sat in the back seat. He looked hale and hearty, his white hair neatly combed. Although the Wayne family no longer needed his services and treated him as a real family member, Old Fu still adhered to his duties as a housekeeper. He introduced to the young master in a long-winded manner, saying, "Young master,
"You haven't been back for a long time. How many times have I looked forward to seeing you bring your girlfriend home when I open my eyes? Although the old master doesn't want to say it, I know that he and his wife are also looking forward to the birth of their grandson."
Seeing Damian's troubled expression, old Afo was slightly dissatisfied and emphasized his tone.
"At the very least, you have to let me see with my own eyes that the Wayne family can continue to pass on before Old Fu dies …"
"Oh my god, I'm only 19 years old."
The road ahead was clear, and Damian drove the hovercar to the left side of the road. He looked at the angry Afo through the rearview mirror and said softly.
"Don't worry, Afo. You still have a long time to live. You will definitely see my son, and even my grandson. Uncle Saber promised me."
"Living too long isn't a good thing, Young Master Damian. You're still young. You won't understand this."
The old butler looked at the scenery outside the window and said with some nostalgia,
"Although Gotham has become more luxurious and lively now, I still dream of returning to the old Gotham. At that time, Gordon was still the Chief of Police of Gotham, and the Old Master was still young. Even Saber was just a waiter in the Old Teach Tavern. That was our era, and we should end with that era. Look at the current era …"
Afo saw that in the hover car next to them, there was a young man from Earth kissing an alien woman with a hot body and wearing skimpy blue skin. He turned his head away with some dissatisfaction.
"It's getting harder and harder for us old fellows to understand."
Bruce also saw the young man who was being intimate. It was very dangerous to drive while kissing. Under the gaze of the mayor, this guy drove the car off the normal track. Soon, a police airship rushed over and took away the car along with the young couple who were indulging in love.
"There's been too many of them lately …"
Bruce said in a low voice.
"Looks like we have to limit the influx of these intergalactic gypsies into Gotham. Their terrible living habits will cause a lot of trouble for our orderly city."
"I heard that in the past few days, the Cruz Fireflies and the local sex workers have been fighting over the business of those red-light streets and alleys. They even hired some hooligans to fight in remote places. Even the demonstrations where they compete with each other are very big …"
Damian looked at his father, who was the mayor, and said with a smile.
"Aren't you going to do anything about it?"
"Do you need me to do something like this?"
Bruce snorted with dissatisfaction.
"There are now 154 alien races living in Gotham, not including those who were smuggled in. Their relationships with each other are complicated. There are war refugees, alien aristocrats who surrendered to Earth's civilization, and some admirers of the civilization. It's not just Gotham, it's the same for the other cities …"
"There have been several large-scale riots in New York because of the alien's living habits. The people from M.I.B. almost broke their legs running. There's also New Tokyo in District 11. It's the same problem. The mayor has changed three times in a year. This is a pain in the process of intergalactic civilization integration … We can't just kick them all out …"
After being the mayor for more than ten years, Bruce would subconsciously speak in a bureaucratic tone even when talking to his son.
"In the past ten years, Earth's civilization has brought 47 galaxies under its control. In a short period of time, we have to digest these resources before we can carry out further expansion. The integration between civilizations must be led by Earth's civilization. Whether the aliens are willing or not, they have to live like Earthlings when they come to Earth …"
"Integration …"
Damian was not an idiot who did not know anything. He looked at the tavern in front of him, hesitated, and finally said in a low voice.
"But I heard that Uncle Saber's army carried out a planned large-scale massacre in the Great Triangle Galaxy not long ago. Tens of billions of people were displaced because of it … Even our staunchest ally, the New Star Army, condemned us for it …"
"Then what do you think? My son. "
Bruce did not immediately answer his son's question. Instead, he looked at Damian from the rearview mirror and asked in a deep voice, "Do you also think that the massacre was wrong?"
"I don't know. I've never been to the Great Triangle Galaxy, but … but I believe in Uncle Saber."
"Then let me tell you. Although the highest command of the Devil Army is still in Saber's hands, in fact, Saber has not managed the internal affairs of the army for at least five years. It is said that the Infernal Council has caused many internal rebellions due to power struggles, but they were all cruelly suppressed by the Devil Leader, Sim. This time, the ones who carried out the massacre were the Black Dragon Crusaders under Sim."
Bruce lowered his voice.
"But you have to know, son, although the Interstellar Pirates were helpful to Earth's civilization in the beginning, at this stage, we no longer need them to search for resources among the stars for us. The Great Triangle Galaxy happens to be in the hinterland of Earth's civilization, so their existence is already a hidden danger to us …"
"The Supreme Council has always been tough on such uncontrollable hidden dangers … but Pirate Lord Starka is quite sensible. Before the massacre began, he took the initiative to submit to Earth's civilization and gave the Devil Army a lot of information. According to the information I received, he will be the next popular candidate for the Governor of the Great Triangle Galaxy."
This insider information made Damian's eyes widen. He curled his lips in disdain.
"So he's a traitor …"
This answer made Bruce raise his eyebrows.
"What traitor? To us, the more people like Starka there are, the better … With the manpower of Earth's civilization alone, there's no way we can manage so many galaxies! "
"Don't we still have the Wiseguys?"
Damian lowered the hover car into the airspace and slowly drove into the original streets of Gotham's docks. The place had been converted into an office area, filled with tall and gorgeous office buildings and embassies of some civilizations on Earth.
"Wiseguys, President Jarvis said in the last federal report that even he himself can't guarantee that in areas far away from the core of Earth's civilization, there won't be any signs of rebellion by the highly self-logical Wiseguys. And don't forget, before we completely eliminate the lingering Ultron, the Wiseguys can't become independent managers. This is their own suggestion."
"Click."
The hover car stopped at the end of the street. It was an ordinary residential area at the border of the new and old districts. Damian unbuckled his seatbelt and helped Afo Sr. out of the hover car. Together with his father, they walked towards a low-key tavern in front.
This was a place that only the old residents of Gotham knew about. It served the best wine in Gotham and some delicious dishes. It was very popular with the older generation. On the other hand, the young people of Gotham did not like this kind of place where the old people gathered. They preferred to go to the commercial street in Gotham's new district, where they could taste various dishes from the entire universe.
However, just as Wayne and his family walked to the entrance of the tavern, Bruce saw a few figures that should not be there.
"What's wrong? Father? "
Damian looked suspiciously at Bruce who stopped in his tracks. He followed Bruce's gaze and saw a man and two women coming down from another hover car. It was a young man with a metal eye patch, golden robes, lion-like blonde hair, and a crown of thorns. Beside him was a cold woman in a white robe, a small crown, and a long sword.
On the other side of him was even more eye-catching. It was an arrogant woman in a green robe, black hair, and strange smoky makeup.
The appearance of these three fellows was quite ostentatious. Beneath their feet, there were respectful attendants spreading out a gorgeous red carpet that extended all the way to the inside of the tavern. Around them, there were also King's Guards wearing golden armor and holding spears in their hands, closely guarding the three of them.
If the door of the tavern was not big enough, they would not have been able to squeeze in.
However, this kind of behavior still caused a lot of discussion among the old men who came to drink. Everyone guessed that they should be royalty or important people of some strange civilization. However, Gotham City did not lack such people. The civilization of Earth had conquered 47 large galaxies in ten years, and many of the exiled nobles had chosen to migrate to Earth. There were even more than ten alien kingdoms in New York.
Due to this open-minded attitude, everyone just talked about them, and not many people paid them unfriendly attention.
"They are?"
Damian was familiar with this strange outfit, and just as he was wondering, Bruce said in a deep voice, "They are Asgard.
The man in the lead is the King of Gods, Thor Odinson, and his queen, Heve, and his sister, the Queen of Infernal Purgatory, Lady Hela, who is in power as the King of Gods. "
"Ah! It's them! "
Damian's eyes immediately became sharp.
"They are the largest and most stubborn rebels in the Milky Way … They actually dare to appear here!"
"Come, let's go in!"
Bruce walked towards the tavern and said in a low voice, "They have been hostile to Earth for a long time.
From the beginning of the War of the Demonic Gods until now, they have almost cut off all forms of contact with us, and are stubbornly guarding the other side of the Milky Way. However, since they have appeared here … they are either declaring war, or … they are surrendering. "
"Speaking of which, I don't know much about these guys."
Damian helped Afo into the tavern, and he asked curiously, "But in my history class in university, I seem to have heard from my tutor that there was a period of time when they were not on good terms with us. I seem to remember that the King of Gods, Thor, came to Gotham as a guest, and there was a period of time when the news was full of the heroic deeds of him and the avengers, but why did they become enemies in the end? "
"Hahaha, little Damian, you were just a child at that time, how could you remember so much?"
Afo smiled and patted the back of Damian's hand, and replied in a low voice:
"The reason why they are hostile to us is very simple … Their old king betrayed us, causing the death of the Ancient One, and then your Uncle Saber took your father and other heroes into their world, destroyed it, and killed their king and queen. Since then, the two civilizations have been in this state of endless hostility."
This explanation made Damian suddenly realize, but when he walked into the elevator, he shrugged and said to the old butler with a relaxed expression:
"I feel that every story about Uncle Saber seems to start with killing and end with slaughter and destruction. He is really a standard warrior legend …"
Afo frowned, and after a moment, he shook his head:
"You are right to say that. Anyway, from the time I met Saber, he seemed to have always been like this, but you can't deny that he is the real great legend of this world in all aspects. Uh, actually, you may be able to learn from him in one aspect …"
"Fighting? Or winning the title of the most glorious King of Gladiators in the galaxy as an individual? I have been working hard in this direction! "
Damian was eager to try, but Afo shook his head, gritted his teeth, and said:
"No! It's about his private life … I hope you can also have four wives, no, at least five! "
"Oh my God! Please let me go … "
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