Gotham
In the cold, damp depths of the Batcave, only the monitoring screens emitted a cold light in the gloom.
Batman, like a lone shadow in the dark night, controlled this system of "electronic eyes" spread throughout Gotham.
His sharp eyes were fixed on every movement on the screen, light and shadow constantly flickering and dancing across his stern face.
"Master Bruce, you should rest. You haven't closed your eyes for a full 26 hours."
Alfred walked steadily over, carrying a plate of steaming hot soup, his words full of concern, yet tinged with a hint of helplessness.
It was no exaggeration to say that Bruce could maintain his life from falling into complete disarray while transforming into Batman and fighting criminals all night, entirely thanks to Alfred's management of household affairs.
"I will rest. I'll sleep once I resolve the drone bombing and bring Two-Face back to Arkham."
Bruce didn't even turn his head, his fingers rapidly typing on the keyboard.
Alfred sighed softly, "Master, you always neglect your body like this."
He knew in his heart that Bruce's mind was made up, and nothing he said now would be of any use, so he quietly stood to the side, waiting patiently.
"Not sleeping so late, are you waiting for us, Bruce?"
The sudden voice made Bruce's body stiffen, but in an instant, he recognized who it was.
"Qinuo."
"Miss Damian!"
Alfred looked excitedly towards the cave entrance, where Qinuo, Venom, Pamela, and Damian appeared together.
Venom gently put Damian down, and the little girl immediately ran over, throwing herself into Alfred's arms.
"Grandpa Alfred."
"Miss Damian."
Alfred gently stroked her hair, his eyes filled with affection.
Bruce's peripheral vision caught sight of his daughter, his expression subtly shifting, but he quickly regained his stern composure and continued his work.
"Bruce, I brought your daughter. Aren't you a little happy?"
Qinuo was somewhat puzzled.
"I am very happy, but there are more pressing matters at hand."
Bruce's eyes remained fixed, his fingers incessantly dancing on the keyboard.
"What could be more important than spending your daughter's birthday with her?"
"Birthday? Isn't her birthday still two months away?" Bruce asked, puzzled.
"I celebrated it according to my World's time. The party just ended yesterday, and I brought her to see you today. You should at least take some time to be with your child."
Qinuo explained, while Alfred and Damian beside him also looked at Bruce with anticipation.
Bruce was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, "Damian, I'm sorry, let your Godfather accompany you these next few days.
All expenses are on me, and a private jet is at your disposal. You can go wherever you want to play. Gotham can't do without me right now."
A hint of disappointment flashed in Alfred's eyes: "Master, can't you just put down your work this one time?"
Damian also drooped her head, her full anticipation dashed.
"It's okay, Dad…"
Seeing this, Venom's Fire suddenly flared up.
"MD, Qinuo, just tie him up! I don't believe Gotham will explode without him!"
Pamela's eyebrows also furrowed, and vines quickly grew from beneath her feet, aiming at Bruce.
"Darling, do you want me to drug him?"
Qinuo raised his hand to stop them, looking at Bruce with deep eyes.
"Is it you who can't leave Gotham, or Batman who can't?"
Bruce's eyes flickered.
"Batman can't leave."
"Alright."
Qinuo snapped his fingers, and a portal appeared out of thin air, from which countless burly men emerged.
They stood tall, walked steadily, exuding a murderous aura, and formed neat ranks, instantly lowering the atmospheric pressure in the Batcave by several degrees.
"Master, the Magic Weapon Squad reports for duty!"
Frank, the leader, shouted loudly, and the team members were all excited, rubbing their fists, their eyes gleaming with eagerness.
These Magic Weapon Squad members have all been injected with Enhancement Potion 2.0, possess the abilities of an Enchantment Demon, and are all seasoned veterans who have seen battle and retired, their strength not to be underestimated.
"Now, a hundred Batmen will appear in Gotham. Any more questions?"
Qinuo had a smile on his lips as he stared at Bruce.
"Don't kill anyone."
Bruce nodded slightly, then turned and walked to Damian, gently picking her up. "Damian, where do you want to play next?"
"Anywhere, as long as I'm with Dad."
Damian tightly hugged Bruce's neck, her face blossoming into a smile.
"Goodbye, Godfather, Mom Venom, Mom Pamela!"
"Goodbye, Damian. Your dad is a rich man, buy whatever you like. And buy something fun for Godfather too, pick the most expensive things." Qinuo teased.
"Got it, Godfather."
Qinuo looked at Alfred, who was still standing there.
"Butler, you should come along too. You've been busy for so long, it's time to rest.
Besides, with Bruce's personality, who struggles to take care of himself, can he really take good care of Damian?"
"Then I shall take my leave, Mr. Qinuo, ladies. There's hot soup in the kitchen, if you don't mind, you can have it as a late-night snack."
Alfred bowed slightly, his posture elegant, then calmly turned and walked away.
"My little darling~"
Venom drooped her head, her face full of disappointment.
Pamela, however, frowned: "Darling, why do I feel like Bruce outsmarted us? Is he really so confident leaving Gotham to us?"
Qinuo crossed his arms. "It's not really outsmarting, it's a test to see how far we're willing to go for Damian.
As for trusting us with Gotham, firstly, he knows I don't care for Gotham, and secondly, he definitely has a backup plan, but I don't know what that plan is."
"Hmph, this Bruce, he's really full of schemes." Pamela snorted coldly.
"Normal. If he wasn't, he would have died eight hundred times already." Qinuo shrugged.
"Frank, ready to say hello to this city?"
"Of course, Master, the brothers can't wait!"
Frank straightened his back, and the team members behind him also perked up, their morale high.
"That's right, becoming a Dark Knight is my dream. Can I pick his suit first, Little Boss?"
A cheeky voice came from the crowd.
Qinuo was startled.
The team members automatically made way, revealing a flamboyant red figure.
"Wade? How did you get into the Magic Weapon Squad?"
Qinuo hadn't seen him in a long time and didn't expect him to have joined the Magic Weapon Squad.
"Little Boss, it was too boring at the company, it didn't suit me, so I asked Tom to transfer me to the Magic Weapon Squad.
I love it here so much, everyone is a talent, they speak nicely, and each one of them has a super big guy on them, I mean guns."
Wade said with a triumphant expression, while reaching out to gently caress a few people nearby.
The people being caressed had dark expressions. Ever since this guy arrived, it had never been quiet.
If it weren't for the leader being here, they would have already pinned him to the ground and beaten him severely.
Frank also sighed. If this guy wasn't truly strong and also a core member like him, he would have kicked him out long ago.
Actually, Tom couldn't stand it either; he harassed employees all day and was collectively complained about.
"Alright, Wade, I'm giving you a task."
Qinuo said helplessly.
"What task, Little Boss?"
Wade was full of anticipation.
"Do you know Arkham? I heard there are many talented people there. Go talk to them and tell them not to cause trouble these next few days."
"I like this task, Little Boss. Can I pick Batman's suit first?"
"No problem, remember to take some photos for me."
Qinuo nodded, looking at Wade's excited expression, and silently mourned for the Arkham graduates for three seconds.