American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

A golden light tore through the night sky of Gotham.

Shuen landed on the lawn on the side of Wayne Manor.

To be precise, it was a helipad that Afu had specially marked out, paved with heat-resistant stone slabs, to prevent him from scorching the main lawn, which had won the Best Gardening Maintenance Award, bare again.

The heatwave rolled in, blowing the tulips around them to their sides.

As the golden light faded, the figure, radiating astonishing heat, hadn't even regained his footing when Afu threw a thick, heat-resistant blanket, which he had prepared beforehand, at his head.

"Welcome home, Mr. Mosaic."

The old butler's voice came from behind the pile of white fabrics.

"If you could reduce the brightness of that layer by 20% next time, my old eyes would probably be grateful to you until next year."

Shuen pulled off the blanket, about to protest the terrible new nickname, when his attention was drawn to a faint vibration coming from underground.

It sounds like the low-frequency resonance caused by a large canine rolling around on the ground.

Xiu En arrived at the underground level.

The temporary shelter now resembled half of the Amazon rainforest.

Countless vines wove together to form a structure resembling a giant cat's den.

Right in the center of that clump of vines, some even blooming with small pink flowers, a werewolf catwoman nearly two meters tall was lying on her back, letting countless tentacles groom her long fur, purring softly in her throat.

"I just went out for a short while."

Xiu En landed outside the bulletproof glass of the quarantine zone, his eye twitching slightly as he glanced at Sunflower Ivy.

"Has this place been turned into Gotham Safari Park?"

Opposite the cat's den surrounded by vines is another sterile room sealed off by a blue force field.

It was much quieter inside.

There was only a simple single bed and a set of life-sustaining equipment.

The vampire Batman sat on the edge of the bed, his hands bound by shackles made of a special alloy. The two Bruces faced each other, and the awkwardness in the air was enough to kill.

Hearing Shuen's commotion, the vampire Bruce turned his pale face.

Perhaps it was because the light emanating from Xiu En was too domineering, the vampire instinctively shrank back into the shadows, letting out a suppressed hiss.

"Control yourself. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind pulling out those slightly overgrown fangs of yours again."

Shuen had no fondness for dark creatures like vampires, even though he had a Bruce-like face.

He placed his hand on the glass without any hesitation, and the golden light made the glass begin to soften.

"He's fine. The dose of sedative was enough to knock out a blue whale. The antidote will probably take another two days to be developed."

Bruce from this world explained.

"And more than your scare tactics, Zatana has already planted a curse in his stomach that will turn a vampire's internal organs to stone if he doesn't drink Wayne's special strawberry juice regularly."

"Wayne's Special Strawberry Juice?"

Xiu En dimmed his light and picked up a vine that had reached out from the cat's nest next door, trying to get close to him, and flicked the restless plant back with a finger.

"It sounds like Afu has invented some kind of culinary disaster that will go down in history."

"It's a mixture of synthetic blood, allicin, and holy water."

Bruce the vampire spoke with a wry smile.

"It tastes like rotten tomatoes mixed with dish soap. But my stomach right now can only choose between this and that indescribable hunger."

He looked up at the man who, even without his radiance, was impossible to ignore.

"Thank you, or I'm sorry, for causing this trouble for Bruce in this world."

Shuen suppressed his instinctive hostility towards vampires and listlessly drifted off into a daze, probably thinking about what new name he would have after saving the vampire world in two days.

Afu had appeared on the call system in the isolation room at some point, and the butler's composure remained unshaken despite the presence of two otherworldly monsters in the basement.

"Mr. Xiu En, the lasagna is ready for you, as well as the French-style baked snails, the kind with the shell on. I'm sure your good teeth will be able to taste the high-density calcium."

Afu glanced at the werewolf catwoman trying to bury herself in the cat bed through the surveillance camera.

"As for these two guests, the lady seemed to prefer the specially ordered giant tuna salad, and this gentleman?"

"I'll just have strawberry juice too."

Bruce the vampire immediately expressed his opinion.

……

The group began to enjoy their dinner.

Alfred thoughtfully handed him a glass of extremely bitter vegetable juice to lubricate his esophagus.

"Considering your flight mileage today, perhaps I should prepare some unshucked oysters for you next time? I think the mineral flavor from the ocean would suit you better."

"If it were one of those deep-sea mutant species that looks like a lump of iron, I would consider it."

Xiu En glanced at the vampire opposite him, who was sitting on pins and needles.

Bruce the vampire was holding a glass of red liquid that smelled of garlic and holy water, drinking it with a tragic air as if he were drinking paraquat.

Just then, a bright emerald-colored light burst forth from outside the window.

The wall was penetrated directly by some kind of pure energy, like a holographic projection.

A figure in a green, tight-fitting uniform rushed in, even knocking over a plaster statue in the corner because he couldn't brake in time.

"Sorry! I know it's rude to barge in at this time, but this damn navigation doesn't even show where your door is!"

The newcomer was a brown-haired man with the kind of soldier-like confidence that would make him tell a lame joke even if the sky were to fall, if you didn't look at the dark green metal tail that was writhing wildly behind him.

Hal Jordan, the Green Lantern of this sector.

At this moment, he is trying his best to use his imagination to conjure up a huge green pair of pliers, tightly clamping the unidentified object that seems to regard him as its host.

"The great Lantern Man?"

Xiu En looked at him.

"If this is the Justice League's new performance art piece, I'd give it an eight. The remaining two points are deducted for your damn color scheme. It's not only ugly, it's also blinding."

"This is a distress call, buddy!"

While struggling with the metal parasite, which was probably transformed from the spine of some kind of otherworldly sea monster, Hal shouted at Shuen.

"I just went to the ruins of Earth 3. Whose mess is this? It sensed my light ring's energy and stuck to me! I can't shake it off! It's sucking my energy! Like a greedy green leech!"

The metal spine clearly meant it was using Hal as a wireless charging pad.

Now, as it entered Wayne Manor and sensed the higher quality energy source of Shuen, its drill-like head rose and locked onto the luminous object.

"An energy parasite? Or some kind of living metal?"

For Xiu En, the allure of the high-energy metals that were offered to him was second only to Afu's craftsmanship.

"It doesn't seem to be consuming energy; it's just hungry."

A burst of golden light erupted.

A golden raptor's claw extended from the light behind Xiu En, and in a flash, it seized the metal spine that was about to pounce on Xiu En's face.

The divine fire instantly engulfed the parasite, burning away its repulsive green skin and revealing its core metal skeleton.

Batman did some analysis.

"Fragments of equipment from the Sea King. It seems he stuffed his body with good stuff before he was assimilated by that stagnant water."

Xiu En didn't mind at all, and directly grabbed the metal skeleton and sniffed it.

"It tastes like aged deep-sea herring, but the metallic purity is good, so it can barely be considered an extra treat."

Hal Jordan watched as the monster that had made him suffer all the way struggled desperately in the hands of this man of light, before being mercilessly shoved into his chest.

Wait, where did it go?

Hal stared in disbelief as Shuen's chest seemed to transform into a golden furnace entrance, swallowing the metal object whole.

"Thank you for the delivery, Lantern Man."

Xiu En exhaled a breath of stale air. Now he didn't even need to use his mouth to devour metal, and he had no desire to put his mouth on this piece of metal.

"Since you delivered it to my door, you can stay for a drink! Ah Fu, give this green-faced friend a glass of special strawberry juice too. I think he looks a bit pale and needs some nourishment."

Bruce the vampire silently pushed his cup away a little, giving his fellow vampire a smug look and offering a silent welcome.

Green Lantern glanced at the unidentified liquid in the glass and shook his head.

"That's not urgent, I'm here for something more important!"