In the world of Olympus, Russell sneaked out of the palace of the God King. In order to avoid gossips spread by evildoers, his whereabouts were extremely secretive.
For Russell, who holds the authority of the Creation God, there is no need to go to such trouble. If he just thinks about it, no one will know if he walks out of the God King's palace openly. The reason why he does this is because he has an idea and wants others to know.
For example, Artemis, and Hecate...
Most people would not dare to spread the gossip about the Creator God and God King, and it would take a long time to brew. When Russell saw that it was still early, he left the current world and entered the DC world.
It is said that Superman is DC's biological son and Batman is his biological father, so Batman is Superman's grandfather.
This is absolutely true.
After the current parallel universe is restarted, a large number of gods and superpowers, no matter how famous they are, have all become backgrounds. The restart location is Crime Alley, a famous attraction in Gotham.
The place where Thomas Wayne and Martha Wayne were shot, the fate of The Dark Knight begins.
It's not a very friendly beginning, full of DC's dark style, as if Batman is destined to go all the way to darkness.
Russell tried to make changes. The first time, he rescued the Waynes in situ, and the world line restarted without warning; the second time, Bruce Wayne was shot, Thomas became the "Revenge Knight" Batman, and Martha moved Entered Arkham and became the Joker.
After that, Russell stopped taking care of things and allowed the world line to run on its normal trajectory.
After restarting time several times, he was targeted by someone he knew, the 'Satan' Lucifer of the DC world.
As a strong person under one person, Lucifer will not be disturbed by the chaotic timeline, and he is placed in Marvel as a boss equivalent to the transcendent level.
After recognizing Russell, he warmly invited him to be a guest in hell. When talking about the position of 'Satan', the two had a disagreement and got into a fight.
Russell knocked down Lucifer with a straight punch and completed a gorgeous instant kill. After the Satan of the Marvel world, he became the Satan of the DC world.
Lucifer fled in embarrassment, saying that the hatred was irreconcilable, so that Russell would not be proud, he would definitely take back Satan's throne, and then...
Never come back!
It is said that he runs a bar business in a parallel universe and enjoys it so much that he forgets all about Satan.
Russell: (一`??一)
Thinking about it carefully, something seems wrong.
Calmly analyzing and thinking for a while, he found that the operation was very familiar. Just like Gu Yi back then, he was once again dumped.
In embarrassment, Russell grabbed the 'Hell Son' Manmeng next to him and turned him into a 'Hell Girl' to act cute, which made him feel much better.
Acting cute:"……"
Two Satans fight, and the Son of Hell is gone.
Because he was dumped, the new power of Satan was not good at all. Russell refused to admit this identity, returned to the rebooted parallel universe, and opened a home care product company in Gotham, specializing in beauty cosmetics.
A small company, not worth mentioning compared to Wayne Enterprises, can only cover the world.
…
"BOSS, the information you want is that the Bat Monster has been active recently and is known as 'Batman' by the public."
Selina, dressed in formal attire, walked into the office and placed the files and USB flash drive on the desk.
Russell's royal secretary and part-time life assistant in the DC world. She has been the one in several timeline restarts. She has now acquired the superpower of a cat, which was given by Russell.
It's very simple, think divergently, just modify the settings and you're done.
Like the first Catwoman Russell met, Selina is very fond of small money, especially shiny things, and is a terminal patient of collecting addiction.
Ignoring Selina's flirtatious look, Russell looked through the files and read the data in the USB flash drive.
The information came from the Gotham Police Department and was paid for.
Because the timeline has just opened, Gotham today is deeply controlled by politicians, gangsters, criminals, and drug lords. The Gotham Police Department is one of the beneficiaries. There are not many good ones from top to bottom. All kinds of information are sold to the outside world and are clearly coded. The price is quoted, and anyone who comes will be welcome.
Gordon, Batman's future partner, had just arrived in Gotham City and was in a period of confusion facing the hopeless city of sin.
The document stated that Batman had launched more than 70 attacks in the past five weeks and beaten countless gangsters.
Based on the data collection, the police department confirmed that Batman's active hours are from midnight to four in the morning, and occasionally work overtime until dawn, rain or shine.
Although Batman does not kill people, he is extremely ruthless. Many scum of the Gotham Police Department were beaten into human form, which made the police officers grit their teeth.
Because Batman's activity has led to a decrease in the crime rate in Gotham, gangsters and drug lords have suffered heavy losses in business, and there have been complaints. Politicians have begun to put pressure on the Gotham Police Department to catch the law-breaking Batman in the near future and return his brother to justice. Tan taxpayers have a bright future.
There's no need to put pressure on him. Chief Luo of the Gotham Police Department was very dissatisfied with Batman. A mudslide occurred for no reason, causing a lot of damage to his wallet.
The boss spoke, and the police station launched an operation against Batman. Because his crime was unforgivable, the police were allowed to kill him on the spot.
"Yes, this is very Gotham."
Russell closed the file, stood up and looked out at the city outside the window, preparing to have some contact with Batman tonight.
The new Batman will definitely be interesting.
…
At four o'clock in the morning, there was constant crackling in the alley. After three muffled groans, Bruce leaned against the corner and panted.
Not some powerful villain, just three ordinary thieves.
Not long after he started on the road, Bruce still lacked time management and was far from being as proficient as he would be in the future. The persona of a young model during the day and a hunky man at night has not yet been put on the agenda.
Bang!
Just when Bruce was about to call it a day and go home to sleep for two hours, a gunshot rang out and the wall beside him shattered.
Footsteps and shouts came from outside the alley, and the Gotham police circle formed. Regardless of the life or death of the three thieves, the gunshots were about to turn the bat monster into a dead bat.
Bruce gritted his teeth, threw the three thieves into the corner of the alley, and was unfortunately shot in the leg.
In terms of experience, the weapons and equipment are also very crude. The Bat suit is not bulletproof, there is no chocolate in the multifunctional belt, not only the Bat tank, the plane, but also a hook gun.
The encirclement narrowed, and Bruce was trapped in an abandoned apartment. The Gotham police tactical team arrived and received orders to only accept the corpse and not accept the surrender of the bat monster.
Crackling...crackling...
Boom boom boom————
There was a series of gunshots and explosions, the abandoned apartment caught fire, Bruce's multifunctional belt was set on fire, and Mengxin didn't even have a heat-insulating design.
With nothing left, Bruce could only take advantage of the terrain and fight the tactical team with his bare hands.
After a series of intense and thrilling fights, Bruce lay down exhausted, suffering numerous external and internal injuries, losing more blood than he could stand.
The tactical team was wiped out and neatly arranged. The onlookers were excited and cheered loudly for the hero of the city.
Soon, the second tactical team entered the scene, the snipers were in position, and the crowd slumped into silence.
This city is in ruins, and it's almost impossible to expect Batman to save it.
Moreover, looking at this posture, it is a problem for Batman to survive today.
"The aura of the rookie is irresistible and has great training value..."
Russell stood on a high-rise building, holding a camera in his hand. The dark vortex opened beside him, and countless red-eyed bats flapped their wings and flew out, covering several surrounding blocks in one fell swoop. They rushed toward the abandoned apartment in a black mass.
Fear sets in, the crowd screams, and the bats run rampant.
In the chaos, Bruce struggled to get up, walked through the alley and left the circle, and leaned against the trash can to catch his breath.
He lost too much blood and was dizzy. It was only his strong willpower that kept him from fainting.
"Baitman, you want the bandage."
Shocked by the gloomy voice behind him, Bruce rolled several times and left the place without thinking, maintaining a half-crouched defensive posture.
Within the line of sight, the outline of the dark shadow was blurred, and a dozen red-eyed bats flew over and merged into the black shadow.
Seeing these bats, Bruce understood clearly and said weakly: "Who are you and why do you want to help me?"
"Amazing willpower. I thought I was lucky today and would successfully pick up the body. It seems I was overthinking it."
Russell laughed deeply, shook his hand in the darkness, and threw the first aid kit at Bruce's feet: "Who I am is not important, who you are is important. I give you two ways, take off the mask yourself, or I can help you take off the mask. .”
"..."
In bat-like silence, Bruce stretched his chin and made no response.
"Just kidding, I didn't want to take off your mask, because it's not necessary. I can recognize you even if you turn into ashes."
Russell held a black business card between his fingertips: "I know you have a lot of questions, but it's going to be dawn soon. I don't want to stay up late with a man. If it spreads, it will damage the reputation. This is my address. Come to me at noon."
As he spoke, he flicked the business card with his fingers, cut off the pointed ears on Bruce's helmet, and nailed them into the masonry wall.
"..."
Bruce watched in astonishment as the darkness dissipated. He turned around and took off the business card from the wall. When he saw the address on it, his heart skipped a beat.
It was very close to Wayne Manor, so close that he could be called a neighbor. It only took him ten minutes to drive away from the ordinary manor to reach the other party's doorstep.
"who is it……"
Bruce opened the first aid box, simply bandaged it, and before dawn approached, he carried the box and hid in the darkness.
…
"I know this address. The owner of the family is a young man. He is polite and sunny. He has inherited the family business just like you and has a good business acumen."
In Wayne Manor, Alfred, the butler, was dressing Bruce's wounds and said, "Master, you should know him. His name is Russell. He was your childhood playmate. During the years when you were missing, he came every Thanksgiving. They all come over and chat with me.”
Bruce frowned for a moment and said bluntly: "I have no impression. I don't remember knowing this person."
"Really? But you had a really good relationship when you were kids. There are many photos together in the album."
"Bring it to me and see."
After a while, Butler Man retrieved Bruce's childhood photo album.
There are hundreds of photos of Bruce howling and being bullied miserably, while Russell is doing scissor-hands to the camera with an innocent and bright smile, full of beautiful childhood memories.
"Master, I probably know why you are not impressed!"
"..."
