America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

“Bernard, these are my classmates Gwen and Lyon. Peter, you already know him, so there’s no need to introduce him.”

“Get in the car. Lunch is already being prepared at home. It’s definitely as good as the Chinese food you eat every day,” Harry said.

"Hello, Bernard."

Hello, children.

Bernard drove steadily toward Manhattan, crossing the Brooklyn Bridge, which is usually congested.

"What's going on up ahead? Why haven't we moved for so long?" Harry asked impatiently, sticking his head out of the car window.

"I'll go down and take a look," Li Qun said.

"be careful."

The Liqun car weaved through the traffic, and many drivers got out of their cars and stood on tiptoe in the congested lane to look ahead.

Li Qun arrived at the scene of the accident, where the front of a car had been crushed by a piece of building material that had fallen from the sky.

The person is fine, only the car is broken. The disabled car will be moved to the side of the road soon to restore traffic.

"Where did it fall from?" Li Qun looked up to observe.

The building materials that damaged the car were clearly parts of the Brooklyn Bridge, and the patrol officers who arrived at the scene thought it was just an accident caused by the Brooklyn Bridge's long-term disrepair.

Nothing special, not an alien invasion, not a Godzilla landing. Liqun returned to the car the way it came.

"What's going on?" Harry asked Li Qun.

“It was a minor car accident; only the car was damaged. It'll be fine soon,” Li Qun replied.

"Hopefully things will go faster up ahead."

As soon as Harry finished speaking, a loud crash came from the roof of their car, and Gwen and Peter screamed inside.

"OMG! OMG!!"

Gwen and Peter quickly got out of the car, while Harry and Lillian stared wide-eyed at what had crashed onto the roof of their vehicle.

That was a person.

He was a man dressed in fine clothes.

"Should we call an ambulance?" Harry asked.

"No!" x3, Gwen, Peter, and Lillian all tried to stop Harry.

"Why? This guy dented the roof of our car. If we don't call an ambulance, he might die."

“Young Master Harry, I think your classmate is worried that this person can’t afford the ambulance bill.”

“It’s alright, I’ll pay,” Harry said.

"learn."

Just as Bernard was about to take his next step, the man on the roof moved. He flipped over and landed on the ground, giving the others a clear look at his face.

Li Qun's expression changed drastically, while Bernard frowned at the man's appearance.

“The car in front has started moving. Why don’t we just drive him to the hospital?” Li Qun suggested.

“Going to the hospital would require a while, but I can arrange for a doctor to come to my home for testing,” Bernard said.

Li Qun and the butler Bernard exchanged a glance.

“Young Master Lyon, help me get him into the car,” Bernard said.

"Let me check if he has any fractures first."

Li Qun squatted down, checked his breathing and pulse, unbuttoned his clothes to see if there were any obvious external injuries, used all the emergency measures his father had taught him, and then carried the man with the "Hugh Jackman" face into the car.

“Young Master Lyon, you’re really strong.” Bernard was surprised, not expecting that Li Qun could lift a man who was over six feet tall in one go.

"Drive quickly, Mr. Bernard."

With traffic clearing ahead, Bernard displayed amazing driving skills, quickly crossing the Brooklyn Bridge.

In the car, Li Qun connected the Brooklyn Bridge construction material falling car accident with the "Hugh Jackman" man, both of whom fell from somewhere.

Upon seeing this face, Li Qun's first thought was that he had encountered Wolverine, Logan.

However, after carefully observing the other person's attire, Li Qun felt that it was highly unlikely that this was the slovenly Wolverine Logan.

The other person had no beard, his chin was incredibly smooth, and every hair on his head showed signs of meticulous grooming; he also had a perfume scent that was even more luxurious than Harry's; his clothes were somewhat retro, like those of an 18th-century aristocrat, and the fabric was incredibly fine, almost like silk.

"hey-hey……"

Li Qun patted the man's cheek, but the man did not react; he was fast asleep.

If this is a variant of Wolverine, then putting Wolverine to sleep is not the result of an ordinary attack.

Li Qun couldn't help but worry.

Is New York finally going to descend into chaos like in various science fiction movies?

Are superpowered individuals finally going to spring up like mushrooms after rain?

Bernard had Harry contact his private doctor, who arrived shortly after they reached the Osborne family mansion.

The mysterious "Hugh Jackman" was placed in a guest room at the Osborne family's house. After the private doctor examined him, he told them that the man was not injured, but if he did not wake up in a day or two, he would need to go to the hospital to have his head checked.

After seeing the doctor off, Bernard arranged lunch. After lunch, Bernard and Harry led Peter, Lillian, and Gwen on a tour of the Osborne family mansion.

The Osborne family's collection was displayed on both sides of a corridor.

Bernard stopped in front of a huge bust portrait.

"Do you think the people in this painting look familiar?" Bernard asked Li Qun and the others.

“It looks familiar. Where have I seen it before?” Harry stroked his chin.

"The person in this painting is the last owner of the mansion, Duke Leopold of Albany."

“Over a hundred years ago, the Duke of Albany suddenly disappeared one night, and then this mansion was bought by Harry’s great-great-grandfather, and it has been there ever since,” Bernard explained.

“This Duke of Albany looks just like that man!” Harry exclaimed, pointing at the portrait and turning to look towards the guest room.

Chapter 27 1876 years

"Bernard, you, you..."

“Are you telling us that the man was a time traveler who used to own this house?” Harry stammered.

"We'll know when he wakes up," Li Qun said.

“Liqun, why do you look so calm? Look at Peter, his eyes are wide open,” Gwen said to Liqun.

“My surprise will remain until that man regains consciousness,” Li Qun said.

Bernard smiled and led the group on a tour of the mansion, but the four young people's attention was no longer on the Osborne family's collection.

After touring the collection displayed in the house, Harry led them to the Osborne family's kitchen. Usually, when there were no guests, there were only two people in the kitchen: a cook and a cook.

“Kyle.” Harry remembered his family’s cook’s name.

“Remember that potato salad I asked you to make the other day? It’s a dish from Lyon’s hometown, and it was absolutely delicious,” Harry said to Chef Kyle.

"Ok."

Kyle's expression remained indifferent.

As long as the young master doesn't cook in the kitchen, Harry will do whatever he wants.

“What would you like to eat tonight? Leave it to Kyle,” Harry said.

“Stay for dinner? I’m afraid that won’t do,” Gwen said.

“Peter, Lyon, are you staying the night? My dad’s not home tonight, not even this weekend. He’s visiting Stark Industries’ new factory.” Harry looked at Peter and Lyon.

“Stay for one night? I have to go home too, so I’m afraid only Peter will be able to keep you company,” Li Qun said.

“I’ll have to ask Aunt May; this was unplanned,” Peter said.

"I hope Aunt Mei will agree."

“What if Duke Albany isn’t alive, but a ghost? I might die,” Harry said pitifully.

"I'll make a call to my uncle. I think I'll stay and see what happens," Li Qun said.

“Call now, right now,” Harry said.

Li Qun and Peter left the kitchen and each called home to ask if they could stay overnight at Harry's house.

The uncle asked Li Qun for the Osborne family's detailed address, and knowing where they were and with whom, Li Qun's application was quickly approved.

Peter's situation was similar; he was reportedly with Harry, and the two good friends hadn't seen each other for a year. Aunt May granted Peter's request.

Harry had stayed overnight at Peter's house before, but this was the first time Peter had stayed overnight at Harry's house.

“Harry, good news, Li Qun and I will stay with you for the night,” Peter said to Harry.

"That's great."

Harry gave Peter and Li Qun a hug and smiled happily.

"When do you think the Duke of Albany will wake up? Can we unlock the secrets of time travel? Maybe we can watch movies all night long, and see as many time travel movies as we want!" Harry said excitedly.

Have fun, boys.

"Can we come to your house next weekend? How about another movie night?" Li Qun asked Gwen.

"Don't try to comfort me."

“I know the problem with you boys: when there are three of you, an idea king automatically emerges. Right now, it seems that Harry is the idea king among you,” Gwen said.

“Gwen, I’m telling you, I stayed to confirm the existence of time travelers, and I think Li Qun did the same,” Peter said.

"This is so exciting! Time travel happens in the past, not the future."

"This house, that painting, and the story Mr. Bernard told have indirectly proven Duke Albany's identity as a time traveler!"

“But it was a one-way journey; he came to our time but couldn’t return to his own.” Peter paused and took a few deep breaths.

“A nineteenth-century man. This is a man, not a stray cat or dog,” Gwen said seriously.

“He used to own this house. How are you going to explain all this to him?” Gwen looked at the three boys.