American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander.

Chapter 355: Evil Doctor Fate

"So you don't have anything to do today?
Otherwise, why would I take guests from another world to see things that cannot be seen normally?
Do you think people see less fighting or less men and women taking off their clothes and fighting? "

While responding to Floyd's words, Donton gave him a look of great work, because if Floyd drove, Donton could sit in the back seat with Ciri.

So, Donton quickly opened the passenger door and waved to Geralt.

"Come on, Old White Wolf, your place is here."

"Oh? Am I sitting in the front? It should look good. The window in the front of this thing is very spacious, and the view should be very good."

Geralt nodded to Donton, then bent down and sat in the passenger seat.

But halfway through his sitting, he had to leave his seat and turn around to take out the steel sword and silver sword from behind.

Holding the two swords in his left hand, Geralt touched the passenger seat.

“Excellent leather and design, it must be very comfortable to sit on, but I can’t sit here with a sword on my back.

In my world, whether we are riding a horse or a carriage, we always place the sword in the most convenient position.

But your world doesn't look like this. Few people in your world use swords, otherwise there wouldn't be such an inconvenient design for drawing swords!"

As he commented, Geralt sat in the passenger seat holding the Toussaint Steel Sword and the Lake Lady Silver Sword.

After leaning back comfortably in the chair, he looked around, then adjusted the sword in his arms somewhat uncomfortably.

Although the body of a Rolls-Royce is spacious enough, that is for ordinary people.

And for his sword, the width of the co-pilot seat seemed narrow.

Of course, there was room for the sword in the passenger seat, but Geralt habitually wanted to place the sword at an angle that would allow him to draw it at any time.

In this case, the co-pilot's space was not enough for him to maneuver, and the ends of the scabbards of the two swords would inevitably poke Floyd's thighs.

Looking at Geralt who kept adjusting his posture, Floyd couldn't help but roll his eyes in a particularly obvious contrast.

Just when Geralt was adjusting the angle of his sword for the nth time, he suddenly reached out and pressed down the two swords.

"Hey, Geralt, your two good darlings aren't very popular in our world.

Why don’t you listen to my advice and keep these two good things at home. If you feel insecure, I can give you two of the most popular weapons here!
To be honest, we haven't used swords here for a long time. It has been eliminated.

Boss, keep Geralt's sword, I'll get him two powerful large-caliber revolvers to play with!"

Having said that, Floyd snatched both swords away while Geralt looked extremely uncomfortable.

After throwing the two swords to Donton through the passenger window, Floyd took out a Magnum from the gun cabinet in the car and handed it to Geralt.

"Take it and study it first, and I'll tell you how to use it while we drive.

By the way, when you are studying, be sure to pay attention to the muzzle of the gun... that is, the hole at the front, and don't point it at people.

But even if it was aimed at someone, it wouldn't matter. After all, the boss is still here. As long as he doesn't think the person deserves to die, there is no way that he will be shot by a bullet for no reason in front of him.

Anyway, you study first, and I should invite the boss and the beautiful Miss Xili to get in the car!"

After he finished speaking, Floyd waved to Downton, who turned around and used his mental power to send the two swords to his room.

At the same time, without Downton opening the door, Ciri used her curiosity and initiative to open the back door, imitating what Downton had done before.

After getting in and sitting down, Ciri looked around with excitement and curiosity. Everything in the car filled her with a sense of novelty.

At the same time, Donton got into the car, opened the small refrigerator, took out a few bottles of wine and distributed them to everyone.

"Wow, this wine is still cold!"

“Wow, what a beautiful bottle!”

"Wow, what a strong effect of alcohol, exciting!"

"Tang, what is this thing called? Can you give me one? I want to take it back to our house to play with it."

"Wait, the window moved by itself!"

"Wow, it's moving and starting to move forward, haha!"

"This feeling is much more comfortable than riding a horse or a carriage. It's not bumpy at all, and my butt feels much better too!"

"Wow, I..."

"Ciri!!!"

Seeing Ciri, who was riding in a car for the first time, expressing her thoughts, Geralt finally couldn't help but interrupt her.

Geralt was holding a Magnum revolver in one hand and whiskey in the other, shaking the bottle and speaking to Ciri.

"Don't be so shocked, Ciri, look at Tang's expression."

"Wait, what expression can I have? I'm not making fun of you. I always have this expression when I watch Gotham!"

Donton interrupted Geralt, then casually held Ciri's right leg and patted Ciri's plump and healthy thigh.

"Ciri, just have fun today and don't worry about your cheap dad, that white-haired, non-mainstream handsome old man.

Are you kidding? This is my home ground. Your father White Wolf’s tricks won’t work. I am the authority here.

Come, cheers, this one is to welcome you!"

After he finished speaking, Donton picked up the bottle of wine and clinked it with Ciri.

After the crisp sound of clinking glasses, Geralt stared at Donton's hand in silence and took a sip of wine unhappily.

After spitting out the alcohol, Geralt turned his head and looked straight ahead, but he whispered to Donton.

“Try to keep your hands off me, god man.

Even if you are a god, at least don't touch me in front of me, damn it.

I really don’t look comfortable with it, maybe you are right, I really treat this girl as my own child…”

"Haha, Geralt, you finally admitted it!"

Listening to Geralt's words, Ciri clamped Donton's hand between her thighs and laughed happily.

She did not have any extra feelings for her biological father. After all, it was this biological father who forced her to live a wandering life for the past decade.

If it weren't for that damned engagement, she wouldn't have escaped from the palace.

However, it was also that engagement that gave her the opportunity to meet the people she cherishes most today, such as Geralt, old man Vesemir, Yennefer, Triss and the like.

Thinking of this, Ciri lay comfortably on the back of the chair and raised her hand to grab Donton's wrist.

"Brother, what's the point of just touching legs? Why don't you try somewhere else?"

"Haha, sister, you are so fucking nice!

But forget it, I won’t cause trouble for White Wolf. I’m afraid he’ll get so angry that he’ll shoot and break my car window. That’s really expensive!”

Seeing Ciri pulling his hand towards her chest, Donton finally took his hand back.

It was really embarrassing for Donton to do this in front of White Wolf.

After all, Bai Lang is like a serious father-in-law.

However, Geralt, who was fiddling with the gun in confusion, looked a little unserious. While pulling the bolt of the revolver, Geralt tried to push the revolver's cylinder down.

In short, the next moment, there was a loud bang, and a bullet went through the muzzle and hit the window of the Rolls-Royce.

Fortunately, Downton stopped the bullet in time, otherwise his window would have been lost.

Feeling a considerable amount of recoil and looking at the bullet that stopped in front of him, Geralt was startled. Then he grabbed the hot bullet curiously and asked Floyd beside him.

"I roughly know how to use this thing. The structure is really simple. I'm afraid even a monkey can use it.

This thing uses the same explosion as just now to shoot this little thing out to kill people, right?

But I have a question, if the gadget was not intercepted by Tang, how far could it hit, and how thick the armor could it penetrate?"

At this point, Geralt looked at Floyd thoughtfully, and Floyd nodded in understanding.

Floyd said as he turned the steering wheel to adjust the direction.

"You are obviously a smart person. Judging from your question, I think you have already figured out the key point.

Yes, you guessed it correctly, the thing that the boss stopped in the air is called a bullet.

If it hadn't been stopped, it could have shot at least a few hundred meters away, and it could have penetrated all the armor in your world that wasn't equipped with special defensive magic!
As for whether he can shoot through your Quen shield?

By the way, I can take you to the shooting range later, we can try it out there, and I can also introduce you to more guns.

In addition to the ones you have in your hand, our world also has heavy firearms that can kill people from two kilometers away, and super bombs that can flatten a mountain from dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of kilometers away.

I won’t let you actually operate the bombs in the latter part, but I can still show you how to use the gun that can shoot two thousand meters! "

At this point, Floyd turned back to Donton and asked.

"Boss, should we go to the mall first or to the shooting range first? You are the boss, you decide."

"Let's go to the shooting range first. After all, White Wolf and Ciri are both the type who prefer weapons, right Ciri?"

Donton rubbed Ciri's back again.

Feeling Donton's caress, Ciri blushed and nodded.

"Of course, I can't wait to see the power of the gun!"

"me too!"

In the passenger seat, Geralt swallowed heavily.

After listening to Floyd's words, Geralt could already imagine the scene of guns firing at armored knights from hundreds or thousands of meters away.

The scene must have been extremely cruel. After all, Floyd specifically emphasized that armor could not completely stop bullets.

No wonder swords in this world have withdrawn from the mainstream battlefield.

In the face of such a terrifying weapon, knights and the like can only become targets, right?

I'm afraid that the knights in this world were simply shattered by guns and bullets!
As Geralt's eyes were heavy with thought, Floyd continued to ask Donton.

“As for the shooting range, we can go to any shooting range. Our family has many shooting ranges.

Should we go to the one behind the Roman Manor, or the one in the basement of the Iceberg Club, or the Big Fish Bar in Fish and the Antarctic Club that Penguin recently opened?"

"Let's go to the Iceberg Club."

Donton responded briefly, and the car immediately drove there.

On the way, when the car passed by the traces of the collapsed track a few days ago, Ciri couldn't help but ask Donton.

“Strange, isn’t this your territory, Donton?

But why are there still so many signs of destruction on the streets?
Is it possible that in your world, even you can't protect your city well?

I have seen how powerful your subordinate Clark is, but I haven't seen much of your abilities.

Except for the hand you used to grab Tianhui Dragon..."

"Wait, what did you say?"

Suddenly, Donton interrupted Ciri.

“You’re damn right, sis, where’s my dragon?
Damn it, I forgot my dragon in your world, it's not going to go on a bloody killing spree in your world!

Fuck, drinking is such a hindrance to your work!"

At this time, Donton finally remembered the forgotten dragon, and he suddenly disappeared from his seat.

Watching Downton turn into flames and disappear, Ciri pursed her lips in astonishment, then looked at Floyd, who also looked confused, and asked.

"Brother Floyd, has Tang always been so...impulsive?"

“Well, he’s the boss, he can do whatever he wants, and we can’t stop him.

But I can answer your question for him. You are right, even in our world, even if our boss Downton is super powerful.

But he still couldn't stop the ugliness in the world and the attacks launched against him by others.

The dilapidated ruins we are passing by were caused by an attack half a month ago.

The evil Dr. Fate tricked two chicks who were almost as righteous as you and brought them together to attack the boss.

Although the boss quickly solved their problem, as you can see, the city was in a mess.

But this is already good. After all, Doctor Fate's other accomplices later went on a killing spree in a city called Washington to avenge our boss.

In that revenge, at least millions of people died in Washington, that’s hundreds... and so on.

Damn it, that wasn't Doctor Fate's doing, I must have been wrong, things are very complicated here.

But it doesn’t matter whether it’s right or wrong, the result is the same, an entire city is destroyed and millions of people die.”

After he finished speaking, Floyd looked deeply at the surrounding ruins.

Because the family, together with Wayne Enterprises, intervened and took the lead in the city's reconstruction.

Therefore, the speed of repair in Gotham City is much faster than when it was dominated by City Hall.

Even now, there are gang members who gather the homeless people in the Arkham area and work hard to repair the damage in the city.

One particularly interesting point is.

When gang members use homeless people alone, it is a disaster. The homeless people are forced to work like free slaves.

And when Wayne Enterprises uses the homeless people alone, even if Wayne Enterprises pays enough money, there is no way that the homeless people can become qualified temporary workers according to their requirements.

But when the Mafia and Wayne Enterprises combine to drive the homeless...

With a big stick in one hand and a sweet date in the other, Wayne pays and the gang manages.

This combination of moves actually made reasonable and effective use of the huge number of homeless people in Arkham.

Of course, the premise for all of this to work perfectly is that they are led by Penguin and Fox!
There is no need to say much about the Penguin's ability and deterrence, and there is no need to talk about Fox's generosity.

It is unexpected that the two of them are now working together in an extremely harmonious way.

(End of this chapter)