Bruce Wayne is tall and she was wearing very thick before and can’t tell. At this time, she changed into thinner clothes and could no longer cover her strong muscles.

When Myron saw the image of Bruce Wayne, he immediately threw the comment of "ordinary people" aside - this muscle doesn't look like an ordinary person no matter how hard he looks. With this muscle base, his physical fitness must be much better than that of ordinary people.

Louis was also looking at Bruce, mainly looking at the other person's face: It was indeed the young Bruce Wayne!

The version of Batman I saw in my previous life was already an old Batman with gray hair when he appeared. He has experienced countless storms, experience, knowledge, and combat skills have accumulated to a very high level. Only physical fitness has begun to decline, but with various high-tech equipment, combat effectiveness is still at its peak.

The person in front of me... hasn't made his debut yet, right? He is probably still in a period of confusion, wandering around the world to find an answer.

"I wonder if I have encountered a master of ninja?"

It was only after meeting the Ninja Master that Bruce Wayne gradually had vague ideas. After leaving the Assassin League, he returned to Gotham and eventually turned into Batman and began to fight various crimes in the dark.

"Can you talk more about the situation here?" Bruce Wayne also sat down. If he wanted to know more information, the most important thing was to determine whether what these people said to him was true or false?

Another world! Demon King! Brave!

No matter which passage sounds too untrue, Bruce Wayne suspects that he was actually kidnapped! But if he was kidnapped, why should he use such a clumsy lie to deceive him? Because it is too absurd, it may be the truth. This is why he believes in these words a little bit.

"If possible, I want to go around!"

"I'll take you everywhere!"

Bruce Wayne stared at him with a tight look. The other party's intention was very obvious and he wanted to talk to Louis alone. Louis had no intention of refusing, and he had nothing to do anyway.

He is in good physical and mental state and does not need to go back to the room to rest. After practicing in the world of speed and passion for more than a year, he has tapped out his "potential". The subsequent practice can be carried out step by step. It can be said that he has no rush to do now, so he just passes the time by walking around.

After coming out of the residence, Louis stood at the door and looked at Bruce Wayne next to him. He was looking around, even looking back at the building they were just in, carefully inspecting every corner.

"You are suspecting that this is actually a scam!"

"Yes!"

Bruce Wayne did not hide it. He did it so obvious that there was no need to lie at all. Will he believe it if he said it wasn't the other party?

"Where do you want to go first?" Louis stood by and watched Bruce Wayne work without urging him.

“Where is the highest place in this village?”

"It's there!" Louis pointed to a bell tower not far away. It was the tallest building in the village. Standing there, you can see the situation of the entire village clearly and also a place to send signals to attract villagers.

Bruce Wayne turned his head and decided to go to the bell tower first. Louis accompanied him to climb the bell tower - he had never come up before, and felt that this kind of ordinary and not very high bell tower is nothing worth seeing.

Walking to the bell tower, Bruce Wayne looked in each direction for a while: The village is not big, and standing here can easily see the entire situation of the village, including the thick fog that surrounded the village - it's a pity that the height of the bell tower is limited, so he can't see clearly the distance, nor can he judge the height of the thick fog.

From the bell tower, Bruce continued walking in front. He first turned around the village. He then observed the thick fog up close for a while, but did not reach out to contact, nor did he walk directly into it. He knew that these thick fogs could send people to another world. Before he was fully prepared, he was not ready to start his "brave journey" rashly.

Then he went to the only blacksmith shop in the village to take a look, visited the fields opened by many villagers in the village, and finally came to a conclusion: If those words were not true, then these people took great pains to fool him!

Anyway, he didn't see any flaws. The things he observed were correct and what these people said before, so there was only one possibility left: something that was incredible was actually true.

He pinched his eyebrows with a headache. He never expected that he would encounter such a nonsense: Demon King? Brave? He was summoned to another world! The worldview that he had developed after more than 20 years was a bit corrupt, and he didn't know how to describe the kind of thing he encountered.

"Did you accept this situation easily at the beginning?"

"I was lying on the hospital bed and was drowsy, not far from death. I came here as soon as I opened my eyes, and all the illnesses on my body left me. Why didn't I accept it?" Louis regarded this adventure as his new life. Not only did he accept it quickly, he even enjoyed his current life.

"So that's how it is!" If I were seriously ill and dying, I would disappear when I opened my eyes, even if the brave and the devil were ridiculous, I would quickly choose to believe it!

Then Bruce Wayne did not check it carefully around, and wandered around the village casually, chatting with Louis about some messes.

If it was Louis before the previous copy, it would be difficult to realize that the other party was using this kind of chatter and cliché. Louis, who had received guidance from many people such as Brian Mills, Henry Duca, Quigang King, and others, immediately noticed Bruce's thoughts.

Moreover, he did not choose not to answer or deliberately distract the topic, but pointed out the other party's intentions.

"You don't need to be clichés like this. We don't have any conflicts of interest, and we are even 'forcibly classified into the same camp'. If you have anything you want to know, just ask it."

Louis raised his left hand and revealed the Seal of the Brave. The slightly illuminated mark seemed to strengthen the persuasiveness of Louis's words.

"Okay!" Bruce Wayne pondered for a while, as if he was thinking about where to ask: "Which year did you come from?"

“Is this important?”

Louis looked at Bruce Wayne with his lips pursed, as if Louis would not answer, he would not speak anymore. Louis knew that Bruce was expressing his attitude: Didn’t you say that you had any questions and asked directly? Then you should answer simply!

"Okay! It should be 2020? I'm not sure, I don't know how long I've been in bed. I was drowsy at that time and was often in a half-awake and half-coma state."

Bruce's brow seemed to shake, and then he asked a second question: "What was the state of Wayne Group and Gotham before you were hospitalized?"

Louis did not pause this time and gave the answer happily: "My world does not exist in the city of Gotham!"

"..." An unexpected answer appeared. Bruceton stopped, then turned his head and looked at Louis carefully: "Can you introduce it to that Artoria Pandragorn?"

When several people were talking together, they just introduced their names to each other, and other information did not explain anything else. At that time, he cared about the surname Pandragorn.

"King of Camelo, the leader of the Knight of the Round Table...yes, it's the legendary one."

"It's me?" Bruce finally showed a surprised expression. He had guessed Artoria's identity in his heart, but the difference between the real answer and his guess was a bit big.

Louis speculated that this great detective might think that Artoria was just the immediate family of King Arthur.

Bruce accepted it very quickly. It was probably because he thought that he and Louis came from different worlds, and it was not surprising that a female version of King Arthur appeared.

"Can you tell me all your experiences here?" Bruce Wayne thought about it, and the general situation was already clear. The next thing to consider is how to live here and find a way to go back.

He didn't ask Louis. The feeling that Louis gave him was that he had never thought of returning to his own world. He seemed to like life in this world more and enjoyed the identity of a brave man and the various benefits brought by this identity.

Maybe he should find time to talk to Artoria, that His Majesty the King should not be able to abandon his country and his men, right?

As Louis told the story of what he had experienced when he came to Redwood Village, Bruce Wayne finally confirmed one thing by asking questions from time to time: Louis knew a lot of things!

Walking through every corner of the village, Bruce Wayne asked him a question he had been brewing for a long time: "Will I succeed when I returned to Gotham?"

"Is it a success?" He really didn't know the answer to this question. Batman's appearance did control Gotham's situation, but it certainly did not become the city of Bruce Wayne's dream.

Having talked about this, Bruce Wayne had almost asked the questions he wanted to ask, and Louis also asked at this time what he had wanted to ask: "Before coming here, are you ready to return to Gotham?"

"Yes!"

Bruce's straightforward answer made Louis understand that Bruce Wayne in front of him had left the Assassin League and had completed his combat skills. The only thing he was missing from becoming Batman was that he had not returned home and had a full of high-tech equipment.

Although it is not a complete body, it is better than being confused and running around everywhere. Bruce Wayne, who has not even met by the master of ninja, is strong!

Bruce, in front of him, only lacks practical experience and equipment. These two shortcomings will not take long to solve in this special place - considering that the brave can continuously receive rewards to improve their own qualities, perhaps a more powerful Batman will be born after a few dungeons.
Chapter completed!