My Marvel Superman Girlfriend.

Even Little Wanda, who usually runs around the house, is gone. As arranged last week, she was picked up by a car sent by the Wayne Foundation and taken to Gotham City for further studies.

correct.

Today marks the seventh day since Superman left.

hope Nian could recall it even with his eyes closed: just a few days ago, the city was deserted as countless people took to the streets with flowers to bid farewell. The U.S. military even used fighter jets in a grand manner, holding a funeral of unprecedented scale, unlike any held by a president.

Unfortunately, Superman did not lie in that luxurious coffin draped with the national flag.

While a grand funeral was taking place all over the world, Superman, in his human identity as "Clark Joseph Kent," lay in an ordinary wooden coffin and held a small farewell funeral in front of a suburban house far from the city.

Therefore, in a grand funeral, what lies inside the empty coffin should be the justice and truth of this country.

The small funeral was attended by only a dozen or so people: Superman's family, fiancée, colleagues, and members of the Justice League, which was being formed.

This is what Diana told Shinian after she returned from that small funeral.

hope Nian knew.

This also means that Auntie has decided to carry on Superman's legacy and officially join the Justice League as Wonder Woman, joining forces with other superheroes to fight against possible supernatural events in the future!

This will be the second extraordinary team composed of superheroes, after the Avengers!

……

hope Nian shook his head, but had no intention of joining any alliance.

After all, both the Avengers and the Justice League are led by Iron Man and Batman respectively, and he is not the kind of person who can act and fight according to other people's ideas.

If the opportunity arises in the future, I might as well start my own league.

Putting aside other members, at least Gwen could be considered one, right?

hope Nian quickly dismissed this immature idea, picked up the Fel Devourer Little Emperor in his arms, and got up from the sofa somewhat bored, muttering, "How about I take you to see Barry Allen? He's been taking care of you for a while, and he even invited you last time."

"Meow!" Little Emperor blinked and raised a paw with pink paw pads.

"Five cans of small fish? Deal," hope Nian said generously.

And so, very quickly.

Xinian changed into his outdoor clothes, carried an ordinary schoolbag, and went out. A small orange head peeked out from inside the schoolbag.

Outside, the sun was shining brightly, and people were coming and going on the streets. Some walls were covered with graffiti commemorating Superman, and Superman's image was flashing on billboards throughout the streets and alleys.

It's as if Superman is still alive; there are Superman everywhere.

With Xiao Huang in his backpack, hope Nian walked along the pedestrian street toward the address Barry Allen had given him.

However, we've only gone halfway.

As hope Nian crossed the zebra crossing, he paused slightly, noticing a figure in a yellow robe standing out in the oncoming crowd.

It was a bald woman wearing a strange but clean yellow robe, standing motionless in the middle of the crosswalk with her hands behind her back.

Whether it was her unusual attire resembling a monk's robe or her act of standing in the middle of the road, she stood out from the crowd and was different from ordinary people.

but.

The numerous passersby walking past the woman on both sides, and even the people along the entire street, seemed to completely ignore her.

hope Nian paused for a moment.

His first thought was, could it be that he had encountered something indescribable?

You must not look upon the fear that I see.

Dispelling the somewhat ridiculous thought from his mind, Xinian hesitated for a moment, then moved the backpack he was carrying to his chest and pretended not to see it as he continued walking forward.

Just as Xinian, like other passersby, was about to walk past the woman.

The woman smiled faintly, glanced at him sideways, and said, "My name is Gu Yi."

Chapter 81, Gotham: The Making of a Butler

Gotham City.

Perhaps due to its geographical location, the weather in this city is mostly cloudy. Even at the midday hour, the sky is always covered with thick, gray, leaden clouds, giving the impression that it is about to rain.

It's the weekend again, and Gotham is overcast as usual, something the city's residents are used to.

rustle--

A top-of-the-line, extended-wheelbase black Rolls-Royce drove into the estate. The vehicle moved smoothly without the slightest bump or vibration, and finally stopped in front of the iron gate of a large private estate.

The driver's seat is open.

The driver, dressed in a suit and tie, quickly and skillfully got out of the car, respectfully opened the rear door, and bent down to cover the top edge of the door.

The red-haired girl had clearly never experienced such treatment before. Somewhat unaccustomed, she jumped off the luxurious soft seat. Almost as soon as she landed on the ground in her uniform dress, the iron gate of the manor in front of her slowly opened inward.

"Please, Miss Wanda." The driver respectfully raised his arm to let people in.

Wanda looked in the direction he was being pointed to and saw a huge estate that looked like a royal castle, with towering buildings reaching up into Gotham's dark sky.

Is this really the butler training base that Miss Diana mentioned?

Wanda entered through the iron gate and walked along the passageway inside the manor. Many maids who were tending to the plants and cleaning in the courtyard bowed politely and friendly when they saw her.

Wanda nodded quickly in response.

"You must be Miss Wanda?"

A gentle and kind voice suddenly came from ahead. Wanda subconsciously looked up and saw an elderly man with white hair, dressed in a neat suit, standing in front of the gate of a manor building that resembled a castle.

"Yes, hello sir!"

The overly luxurious environment, imbued with a strange sense of oppression from the "powerful and wealthy," made Wanda bow somewhat reservedly.

The old man smiled and nodded, saying, "I am Alfred Pennyworth. You may call me 'Teacher' as Miss Diana has requested."

……

Wayne Manor, the main reception hall on the first floor.

Wanda sat obediently and quietly in the chair, the short little girl's feet dangling in the air, unable to touch the carpet below.

Butler Afu poured Wanda a cup of hot coffee. His hands were so steady that the coffee in the cup didn't tremble at all, and his body seemed more robust than his old appearance.

"How are you feeling?" Butler Afu asked kindly.

Wanda warmed her hands with the coffee cup, then glanced around the grand and imposing main hall. The expensive, retro interior was redefining her understanding of luxury.

This made her even more reserved and nervous. She whispered, "It doesn't feel like I'm here for butler training. You all... treat me like a young lady."

"Hahaha, is that so?"

Butler Afu couldn't help but chuckle, then blinked and asked, "You don't know the Prince family's background, do you?"

"Identity?" Wanda tilted her little head.

"How should I explain this?" Butler Alfred pondered for a moment, then said, "Let me put it this way. The young master Wayne, whom I serve, is the head of the Wayne Corporation. As for the Wayne Corporation, it has a market value of over 100 billion and is involved in industries including technology, education, healthcare, transportation, and more. Most of the things you see in Gotham City right now belong to the Wayne Corporation."

Wanda's eyes widened in surprise. The Wayne Group—she had heard of it many times in New York.

Butler Alfred paused for a moment, then continued, "And the Prince family is a family that can stand on equal footing with the Wayne family."

"Therefore, as the only maid of the Prince family and the future butler, you may bow according to protocol, but you do not need to truly bow to anyone, not even so-called nobles or officials. After all, your status represents the family you serve, and bowing down would inevitably damage the master's reputation!"

……

After being influenced by Butler Afu's words, Wanda clearly gained a better understanding of Shinian and the Prince family, which made her appear less reserved and nervous.

Seeing that the first lesson had achieved its intended effect, Butler Afu cleared his throat and said gently, "Let's get down to business today. Before we begin the butler training, I'd like to ask you a question. What do you think is the most important quality for a butler?"

Wanda thought about it seriously for a moment, then hesitated and said, "Loyalty?"

“Loyalty is a must, it’s the most basic thing.” Butler Afu smiled and said, “I think the most important quality of a butler should be a sense of mission.”

“A sense of mission?” Wanda was taken aback.

"Yes. It's not just superheroes who need a sense of mission; butlers must also have a unique sense of mission."

Butler Afu explained methodically, “A butler’s mission is naturally to serve his master better. However, it’s not enough to simply do what the master tells him to do; that’s just the duty of an ordinary servant.”

"A butler needs to understand what the master truly needs and wants, complete preparations and contingency plans in advance, and serve as a powerful assistant on the master's path. Furthermore, when the master goes astray or gets lost, he should provide guidance and assistance."

“A butler with a sense of mission needs to have the belief to dedicate his life to it.” Butler Afu asked, his clear gaze falling on thirteen-year-old Wanda: “You’re still young, are you prepared for that kind of commitment?”

Little Wanda took a deep breath, the image of the black-haired boy appearing in her mind, and said with a determined look on her face, "I can do it!"

Butler Afu nodded: "To achieve this, you will need to learn more than your master and have a broader range of knowledge. It's not just about things like cleaning; you will also need to learn etiquette, social skills, combat, shooting, intelligence, management, psychology, and so on."

“Um…” Little Wanda hesitated for a moment and asked, “Then I’ll be coming to this city often?”

Wanda doesn't mind the distance, but rather that if it were that far, she would have to get up very early on weekends to leave.

Just like today, there's no way to wake Xinian up and prepare breakfast.

Butler Afu smiled and said, "You won't need to come to Gotham to study on weekends anymore. I will arrange for professional staff to teach you at your school."

Wanda's eyes lit up slightly, and she asked with some curiosity, "Will the school agree?"

“Of course.” Butler Afu nodded, and said with certainty, “I had already bought the school you are currently attending before today, with Young Master Wayne’s authorization.”

……

at this time.

Washington, D.C., in the heart of the city, on one of the busiest and most vibrant sidewalks.

hope Nian stopped in his tracks in shock, staring at the bald woman beside him who called herself "Gu Yi".

"Are you talking to me?" hope Nian glanced sideways, scanning the passersby around him, and for a moment wondered if the other person was talking to someone else.

"Shinian Prince".

Say his name accurately.

Gu Yi's face, whose exact age was indiscernible, remained calm. When he looked at hope Nian, a faint smile played on his lips: "No need to look anymore, the person I'm looking for is you."

Chapter 82, The Ancient One's Intentions, The Temple

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