From Gotham to Night City, my notoriety is known to everyone

"No, you can go now."

Bruce waved his hand, signaling Alfu to take Leo away, while he himself wanted to check the data collected by these devices.

A few minutes later, Leo returned to the room and received Afu's comfort: "The young master has a temper like that, I hope you can bear with me. As a parting gift, I found some good wine from the wine cellar and placed it in your living room. When you go back, please give my regards to your family."

"You're so polite, Ah Fu."

"As I should. I won't bother you anymore." Ah Fu turned and left. When he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something and turned back to say cheerfully, "Don't worry, I picked those wines myself. I guarantee that the young master didn't tamper with them."

Click.

The door closed, and Leo immediately asked Chunbai: [How many 'toys' did Batman put in my merchandise? ]

[There are dozens of them. The ones in the wine boxes are easy to find. The ones stuffed in vegetables, meat, and dairy products are more hidden. Fortunately, everything that comes in here must be scanned by me. You can clean them up when you come back.]

[Okay, I'm used to it. I'm afraid that he won't let me go. Maybe he wants to kill me...]

Thanks to Batman, there is more work to do after returning to the singularity space.

Leo walked into the living room and carefully put away the several bottles of wine that Ah Fu had given him - wine that looked extremely expensive at first glance - into the space and found an empty space to store them.

It would be painful to sell this top-quality wine, so I’ll keep it for V to drink later.

*

It’s 7:30 pm on the eighth day of my arrival in Gotham City.

Countdown to Crossing——

【00:10:00】

Leo can leave at any time, and he feels confident again.

"This is version 0.2 of the home monitoring system. I optimized the code structure and now it can run smoothly on your high-end computers."

"This is my own emergency medical kit. Now that I've returned safely, I'll give it to you as agreed."

"Anything else? If not, get ready to say goodbye."

Bruce took the two items and pointed to the big box at the door. "Afu said he gave you a few bottles of good wine, so I'll give you some high-quality ingredients that you can't buy in the supermarket. Don't worry, this batch of food is fine."

Leo originally thought that the box was also one of Bruce's wonderful tools, but he didn't expect it to be a parting gift.

He walked over and took a look. The cheapest one was probably Kobe Wagyu beef…

Okay, he still wants the delicious food, so he can use it to hold a celebration party.

"Then I'll accept it."

Ten minutes later, exactly seven days after coming to this world, he disappeared out of thin air in front of Batman and Butler.

All instruments were unresponsive and detected nothing.

"It's not quantum teleportation, and there's no energy fluctuation generated across dimensions. What kind of technology is this?"

Batman muttered to himself, pulling out his character profile and doubting his original guess.

Can time-travel technology or props of this level really be obtained by luck?

We need more information, more clues...

First Show of Strength: Chapter 87 Leo: "Is it possible that AI can defeat me?"

dark,

Hazy darkness.

After a brief moment that can only be described as a flash before one's eyes, Leo returned to the singularity space.

There was no delay, no time travel, no body reorganization, and even he himself could not figure out what the singularity's method of traveling was.

The first thing he did when he returned was to sigh helplessly: "Take your hand away from me. How could an AI like you become as childish as a little kid?"

A pure white response came from directly above his head: "My free will was born fifteen days, three hours and ten minutes ago. According to human standards, I am a child."

"Oh, it's all right... Take your hands away first, I can't see anything."

"I can't do that. Those aren't my hands."

Not a hand?

So what is this?

Leo subconsciously reached out and touched it, but his hand went straight through. Then he remembered that Pure White had no substance.

He tried to tilt his head back, then step back with his feet, but he was unable to get rid of this illusion.

"Stop it, what on earth is this?"

"Da da, the answer is - the hem of my skirt."

The thing covering my eyes was finally removed, and the dazzling light came into view again.

Leo's eyes moved up and saw the pure white and cute little face.

She seemed to be sitting on his head. No wonder the two of them were in such a weird posture.

"So...what are you doing?" Leo was puzzled.

Pure White stretched out her slender little hand and randomly touched his face twice, but failed to touch him: "I wanted to give you a warm hug, but unfortunately I don't have a physical body. I can only settle for the next best thing and block the light for you."

"Thank you!"

Leo suspected that these were all excuses. The real situation was: she just wanted to play, like a little kid.

But there's nothing wrong with your assistant being a little lively, so let her be.

He walked around the machine room with Pure White pretending to be sitting on his head, and he was worried about the mountains of cardboard boxes.

He could only stay in the transit station for three hours, and he had to take out Batman's little gifts first. I really wanted to thank him by punching him in the face...

"Pure White, mark the locations of various surveillance equipment."

"Don't worry, you can do this when you return to Night City. As long as you don't bring those things back to Gotham, Batman's trick won't work.

The most urgent task is to conduct a post-war summary. In about ten minutes, the Delaman car I called for you should arrive near the return point."

Just as Leo was about to ask why, he realized -

Although the dates in the two worlds were different, the times were the same. It was almost eight o'clock in the evening over there, and the same here. If it was delayed for another three hours, it would be eleven o'clock in the evening.

Watson area late at night...According to V, the locals don't dare to go out.

"Okay, you come down first. The post-war summary should be serious."

"whispering sound……"

Pure white jumped down from his head and landed gracefully on the ground.

"I just suffered a loss because I didn't have a physical body. Otherwise, you would be so happy if I rode on your neck!"

"You should stop watching those messy things..."

Leo was afraid that she would start talking nonsense again, so he quickly changed the subject to business: "I think this trip to Gotham can be rated 70 points - I made my first pot of gold, and the first trade between the two worlds was also completed. But I suffered a lot from Batman. That guy is too difficult to deal with."

"Don't be so hard on yourself. We developed the strategy together, and I think you executed it very well. I'll give you 90 points. Don't forget that the most important IDC room is under construction. I have already connected the first batch of equipment, and the computing power has been greatly improved!"

After hearing her words, Leo also felt that there seemed to be some truth in them.

The most important thing at the moment is the IDC computer room, or in other words, strengthening Pure White herself. As long as she can analyze more singularity laws, his business empire will expand at a miraculous speed.

Moreover, she herself is a powerful "roving AI" with enough computing power to defeat everything, and the prospect of it being so attractive.

The pure white tail swung in the air a few times and rested on his wrist in a friendly manner.

"You don't have to worry too much about Batman. He is one of the most special superheroes in DC. His wisdom is as invincible as Superman's strength. If you want to deal with him, the best way is to break through with violence and kill him directly without giving him any intelligence.

But... there are too many monsters over there, so in the initial stage, we should just do business with them honestly."

Leo nodded in deep agreement.

"But this is not entirely a bad thing." Chunbai changed the subject, "There is a saying that goes - whatever doesn't kill you will make you stronger. Batman is the best whetstone. His wisdom and suspicion will suffocate you, but he won't kill you!"

"As long as you can learn his way of thinking in the process of continuous confrontation and deal with him without losing, then superheroes or supervillains from other worlds will not be able to suppress you in terms of wisdom."

"That's a very good point... But I'm sure he's working hard to turn the 44th floor into a detention center. Next time I go there, I'll be locked up for a few more days..."

Leo poured a basin of cold water on himself.

"Look, you can think of this, that's called growth!"

Chunbai still had that smiling face and came over to try to make some moves.

Leaving aside Batman, Leo dealt with her for a while and couldn't stand her overly explicit and harassing remarks.

A few minutes later, the special car from Dalaman was about to arrive, and Leo finally got rid of the harassment of the "nympho".

*

Watson District, Little Chinatown.

The wind today was still very noisy, and the various strange smells that drifted with the wind were even stronger. A deep breath made Leo cough.

"Oh my god, who is so uncultured as to smoke in front of Misty's store!"

Leo leaned on the door frame and peeked inside - Misty was still wearing her punk outfit, leaning leisurely on the counter reading a book.

Since nothing happened, Leo didn't plan to go in and disturb her.

Return to Night-City!

He wants to save the precious first greeting for V who is alone in the empty room!

While the cognitive distortion protection was still in effect, he trotted towards the entrance of Little Chinatown.

When he got there, he looked around, chose a secluded corner, and removed his guard.

The passers-by did not notice anything unusual and were still busy with their own things.

Leo raised his hand to adjust his mask and sunglasses, then walked to the side of the street as if nothing had happened.

Now his look has changed drastically:

He was wearing a black windbreaker, black leather pants, a hood, sunglasses and a white mask on his head, with two gun handles exposed at his waist. He looked more like a local than the locals.

The black and Mexican men wandering around the area glanced at him and looked away, taking the initiative to stay away from this cunning guy.

Just two minutes later, the black Delaman car stopped beside him.

Open the door and get in the car!

"Welcome to use Delaman's car again, my most distinguished guest, Mr. Leonardo. Good evening, you look very cool today!"

"Thank you, and good evening to you, too, Dela... Man..."

Leo was stunned.

His precious first greeting...

Delamain, you bastard!

Chapter 88: More than friends, but less than lovers

On the way home, Leo had a gloomy face the whole time.

His precious first greeting was ruined by the bald Delaman...

I feel so sorry for V.

There was no other way, so I made it up to her with my precious first hug.

Considering the friendship between the two of them who talk on the phone every day, it shouldn't be a problem if he hugs her out of affection but not courtesy...right?

Seeing that he was in no mood to chat, Delaman drove quietly, striving to provide the best service to his customers.

It was Chunbai who kept chattering in his mind:

[If you have time to think about it, you might as well think about how to take the things in the space out in a 'reasonable' way. To be honest, V's strong intuition is also a problem. You live under the same roof with her every day, so it's hard to hide it from her. ]

[I know, and it’s not that it’s hard to hide it from her, but it’s that it’s impossible to hide it from her.]

Leo was also desperate. It was really a fantasy to hide V's unique talent, which was written as "intuition" and pronounced as "mind reading", from her.

More importantly, his spatial ability is directly linked to his own combat effectiveness. In the future, when he needs to "perform magic with bare hands", it will be difficult to hide it from the people around him.