Miao Mu felt that for the rest of his life, he would probably never get to ride such a cool mount again. "Fast as the wind and swift as lightning" didn't even begin to describe it.
After all, who got to ride on Superman's back?!
Even if he was a Nazi Superman from the Multiverse, he was still a genuine Kryptonian, a Superman with a Steel Body!
Batman was flying through the air with Miao Mu clutching his cape. A massive explosion had already risen from where they had just left.
A trace of sorrow appeared in Batman's deep eyes.
That person was dead...
Some people died without needing any words carved onto their epitaphs, without any remarkable motto.
Just one short sentence: Here lie a hero who once used his strength to protect Gotham, and his parents.
Batman stood before the gravestone, staring at the Wayne Family crest for a long time without coming back to himself.
Miao Mu squatted beside him with a cigarette hanging from his lips. He turned and saw an old man in the distance approaching with a cane, a bouquet of flowers in his hand.
"It's only been a little over ten days. You recovered pretty quickly, old man."
"Thank you..."
The old man nodded, placed the flowers before the gravestone, then turned to glance at Batman in his black gear.
He silently turned and left. His staggering figure slowly moved away, one step at a time, his cane striking the ground with every step.
"Can we change this situation?"
Batman turned and asked.
"I don't know. Maybe if we change something like this, a timeline that originally had only one universe will become two."
Miao Mu scratched his head. Right now, all he wanted was to go home.
Ever since leaving that Nazi