Russell did not think much of Barry's claim that chaos had broken out in Gotham City. After all, the locals were simple folk; chaos was a common occurrence.
As everyone knew, chaos was Gotham's standard operating procedure. It was precisely this cultural hallmark that continuously attracted talent to the city and kept the crime rate soaring.
If the news ever reported that Gotham City was peaceful and prosperous, and that the head of Wayne Group had abandoned his playboy ways to become a domineering CEO, that would be the real disaster. The world would probably end the next day.
No, the universe would reboot!
The small gathering of four lasted half a day. Hal truly could not drink any more, and the alcohol had knocked him unconscious. Russell called Hal's girlfriend, Carol, and asked her to come take care of him.
Barry had guzzled a bellyful of milk and also said he could not drink any more. Seeing that, Russell ended the gathering. They each went home to grind monsters and level up.
Originally, Russell and Clark were headed in the same direction, so they should have left together. But Barry wanted to race Clark, with Central City in Barry's home state of Missouri as the finish line.
Russell acted as the referee and watched the two vanish beyond the horizon. Then he spread Wings of Light and shot into the sky.
With his current level of fame, it would not be an exaggeration to say he was a household name. To avoid being harassed by fans, it was inconvenient for him to keep using planes and other forms of transportation.
That was why Russell often reminded himself to keep a low profile and not show off too much. Fame was not a good thing; it brought a lot of