The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 303 Batman: Do you want to travel to Gotham?
Although it may sound a bit pretentious that ordinary scientists can travel through time and space, there are quite a few scientists in American comics who possess this technology. It is better to say that ordinary time and space travel can no longer lead to major events.

Moreover, the Justice League has come into contact with quite a few people from the future or the past. If Yang Le's significant other had not previously possessed a speed exceeding that of the Flash, there would have been no need to treat him so solemnly.

With the Martian Manhunter's memory sharing, there was no need to ask further. Although the possibility of Yang Le's memory being falsified could not be ruled out, even Ron, a master of psychic abilities, could not detect Yang Le's abnormality. Batman knew that he would not be able to find the other party's flaws in a short time.

Batman is not so arrogant as to think that he is better than Martian Manhunter in this regard. Instead of wasting time here, he might as well monitor the other party in secret. Time will give the answer. People with guilty consciences will definitely be exposed over time.

"What are your next plans?" Superman asked. Most of the people from other universes they had come into contact with before were invaders, and there were not many doves like Yang Le.

"I might find a city to settle down in first." Yang Le dusted himself off. "Don't worry, I won't do anything illegal."

"Want to come to Metropolis? I'm not kidding, it's the best city in the world." Superman invited with a smile. If someone else said this, Yang Le might think that the other person was afraid that he would do something bad and wanted to keep a close eye on him, but if it was Superman, it might really be a simple invitation.

"I beg to differ." The Flash came over, holding a few hot dogs in his hands. "If you want to talk about the best city, it's definitely Central City."

"No, no, no." Green Lantern put his arm around Flash's shoulders and calmly took the most luxurious hot dog from Flash's hand.

Ignoring the Flash's discontented voice, Green Lantern continued, "Coastal City is your only choice."

Then several more heroes talked about the cities where they were stationed. It can be seen that these heroes have a strong sense of belonging to their cities. This is also what makes them different from those Marvel heroes. After all, most of Marvel’s cities exist in reality, and most of them are in New York.

It’s just like in Korea, where you can run into a celebrity every few steps. Although it’s not that exaggerated in Marvel’s New York, the probability of running into a superhero is definitely higher than winning a scratch-off lottery ticket.

This leads to the fact that Marvel will not describe the city in too much detail. Except for the Tin Man who often cleans up the mess for the decent people, no one else will mention the city.

Even those superheroes named after their countries would never say anything like "Make the country great again."

Except for Wonder Woman and Batman, almost all the elders of the Justice League asked to invite Yang Le. Wonder Woman asked because men were not allowed to enter the Paradise Island where she was born. And when it comes to understanding the world outside the Paradise Island, all the superheroes present naturally know more than her, so she did not ask.

As for Batman, I can only say Gotham, those who understand will understand.

"Thank you all for your invitation," Yang Le said with a smile. "To be honest, I'd like to visit every city, but I have some things to do before that."

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Old Huang walked out of the rental house with drooping eyelids. Anyone could see that he was not in a good mood.

"What's wrong, Old Huang?" A tenant on his way to work bumped into him. "Is Yang Le not back yet?"

Old Huang sighed and said, "Not yet. It's been a day and a night." "Have you called the police?" asked the tenant.

"I'm considering calling the police." Old Huang subconsciously touched his trouser pocket, where his phone was. "After all, you know Yang Le is an illegal immigrant. Whether the police find him or not, it's not good news."

"That's right." The tenant sighed as well. "Let's not talk about it if they can't find it. If they do, it will be even more troublesome, both for him and you."

After saying this, the tenant said goodbye to Lao Huang. He still had to go to work, and he and Yang Le were just ordinary neighbors. He hadn't figured out how to live his life yet, and it would be unwise to meddle in other people's affairs and get into trouble. After all, who knew why Yang Le disappeared.

Old Huang didn't say anything. He just stood at the stairs and took out his cell phone from his pocket. Looking at the screen covered with fingerprints, he was hesitant. To put it bluntly, if an illegal immigrant like Yang Le disappeared, Old Huang could just ignore it. No one would care if such a person who had no identity disappeared, not even the police.

But Lao Huang still felt guilty, as could be seen from the fact that he took in Yang Le a few months ago. Although Lao Huang's identity was that of a landlord who often played villains in film and television dramas, his heart was not bad at all. Although he could not be said to be a great philanthropist, he was still worthy of being a good person.

The tenants in the building have all received his care to varying degrees, which is why no one has defaulted on his rent. The relationship between the tenants and the landlord is very good. Occasionally, Lao Huang's wife would complain about him, saying that he always causes trouble.

After thinking for a long time, Lao Huang finally made up his mind to call the police. Nothing could be more important than human life. If he didn't deal with this matter today, Lao Huang estimated that he would live with guilt for the rest of his life.

Old Huang gritted his teeth, turned on his cell phone, pressed the dial with his fingers, and was about to press the emergency number, but a sudden voice scared him so much that he threw the phone away.

A hand caught the flying mobile phone. Old Huang looked up along the hand, and a figure he had been thinking about day and night appeared in front of him.

"What's wrong, Uncle Huang? You missed me so much that you gave me such a big gift as soon as we met." Yang Le handed the phone to Uncle Huang with a smile.

Old Huang was stunned for a few seconds, and only came to his senses when the phone was handed to him. He snatched the phone and said angrily, "You idiot, disappearing for a whole day and a whole night is really scary! I almost called the police to arrest you!"

"I haven't broken any law, why are you calling the police to arrest me? Are you calling the police to find me?" Yang Le felt funny, he was a five-star good citizen.

"You're an illegal resident. What's the difference between calling the police and arresting you?" Old Huang glared at Yang Le. "Don't talk nonsense. Pay the rent quickly."

"My fault, my fault." Yang Le simply admitted his mistake. "Yes, it's all here."

Old Huang frowned when he saw the envelope Yang Le brought. He opened it, roughly counted the money, and said, "That's not right, Le. You gave too much. Why are you paying for the next few months all at once? Where did you get so much money?"

"That's exactly what I'm going to tell you next," Yang Le said seriously. "I've regained my memory, so I'm ready to leave. Thank you for taking care of Uncle Huang these past few months. The extra words are just a token of gratitude."

(End of this chapter)