From Gotham to Night City, my infamy is known to all.

"Can you understand our programming language?"

"Of course, technological development follows a set pattern. I had a general understanding of your computer technology level when I came here last time..."

When it comes to computer programming, Leo has finally found his comfort zone.

Plus, Bruce really knew the technology, so the two hit it off really well.

With his solid fundamentals and "vision ahead of his time," Leo successfully achieved his first victory in his confrontation with Batman.

"You're really good at this, so keep up the good work. I'm going out today, so if you need anything, just ask Afu."

"I was just thinking of borrowing Afu from you. I need to do some market research at the surrounding supermarkets, and I'd like him to give me some advice."

"very good."

Bruce left satisfied, it was unclear whether he was going to cause trouble for the Joker or to handle other matters.

A Glimpse of Talent: Chapter 85 - The Gotham Journey Comes to a Success

Leo turned around and made an appointment with Afu to leave in half an hour, then hurried back to his room.

He used hair wax to change his hairstyle and put on a pair of sunglasses. Looking at himself in the mirror, he felt that he had changed quite a bit.

He changed his casual suit into a school-style tracksuit, and the handsome young man in the mirror looked almost identical to the students at school.

"This level of disguise should be enough, right?"

Leo admired his youthful, handsome face for a moment, then turned and walked out of the bathroom.

He used his phone to check the nearby large shopping malls and planned his inspection route before heading to the parking lot to meet up with Afu.

The old butler had also changed into casual clothes today, looking like a kind and amiable wealthy man.

"set off!"

Leo stepped on the gas and drove off in his understated black luxury car.

*

Around noon, he returned to Wayne Building carrying bags of goods and began the "wine tasting" session.

"Please, Afu, you must know a lot about wine. Quickly help me pick out a few of the best-tasting wines."

The old butler, Afu, almost lost his smile when he saw the twenty-odd bottles of wine neatly arranged on the dining table.

He watched Leo pick and choose from the wines on the supermarket shelves, and at the time he didn't understand what he was going to do, but now he finally does...

“Well, excuse me for being blunt, Mr. Leo. The wines you bought from the supermarket are all mass-market brands. The average price of ordinary table wine is less than $10, and mid-range wines… I mean, the average price of mid-range wines in the supermarket is less than $20. In my opinion, these wines… are no different.”

Anyway, none of them will end up on Bruce's dinner table.

Leo knew that the wealthy wouldn't drink such cheap stuff, but this was a carefully selected seed product that he had to make the best of!

At his insistence, Afu reluctantly found a few wine glasses and tasted them one by one.

Ten minutes later, only six bottles remained in the center of the table.

With the help of Afu, Leo established his own wine product line, covering three levels: high-end, mid-range, and low-end.

Premium product (made from 100% grape juice)

Dry red wine and dry white wine, needless to say, are not sold to the average person.

The target audience is company executives, the wealthy, and high-end bars.

Mid-range products (60%-40% grape juice content)

Semi-dry wine, rosé wine.

The target audience is the affluent, trendy bars, and leisure venues.

Low-end products (30%-15% grape juice content)

Blended wines and sparkling wines are probably the best-selling products.

The target audience is ordinary bars, marginalized people with a little money, or ordinary citizens.

According to the market research Leo conducted before his arrival, high-end products should cost 500-1000 euros, mid-range products 200-500 euros, and low-end products 100-200 euros. These prices should be sufficient to sell the products.

This wine is made from grapes that are actually picked from the vine. Even if it's not made from organic grapes, it would definitely be considered a high-end wine in 2077.

Heywood has a large Mexican-American population who are Catholic, and Night City itself is located in old American territory, so selling wine there would be a good idea.

Leo looked at the six bottles of wine as if they were glittering treasure troves.

Ignoring exchange rates, profits range from 20 to 50 times, from low to high. Using this to earn your first pot of gold in Night City is absolutely no problem!

“Ah Fu, look at these six kinds of liquor. They actually all come from three distilleries in Gotham City, so… could you perform 'that' again?”

He made a six with his right hand and waved it near his ear.

Afu chuckled: "Why would you need to call to buy alcohol? Is there some special requirement?"

“That’s right.” Leo said as he thought about it. “I want to buy in bulk by the case. I require blank cardboard boxes, and the bottles and caps cannot have any trademarks or markings, including the production date.”

This is a necessary precaution. Night City doesn't have principled clients like Batman; the profits are too high, and we need to guard against them turning against us.

After listening quietly to his request, Afu vaguely understood something in his heart.

He didn't try to hide it much, and naturally pointed to his right ear, where there was a concealed earpiece.

The meaning is simple—it depends on what Young Master Bruce thinks.

Leo knew that Batman would be watching the whole time, and he hadn't expected to be able to hide it from him.

The best strategy to deal with Batman is to be honest. The more you hide things from him, the more he will suspect that you are up to no good.

Half a minute later, Alfred relayed Bruce's question: "How many do you want to buy?"

[Pure white, have you thought about space allocation suggestions?]

I've already thought it through—

The supermarket has 750ml standard bottles of wine, 12 bottles per case. A 90-cubic-meter container can hold 3750 cases, or 45000 bottles, which is enough for the first batch of goods.

The remaining 10 cubic meters will be used to buy food, with a small space reserved for emergencies.

That makes sense, and Leo began to repeat it as well.

Afu paused for a moment, listened carefully to the instructions, and said, "Okay, your request is a bit special, but this quantity is easily manageable for the three wineries. Give me the list, and the wine will be delivered to the basement storage room of Wayne Building around this time tomorrow."

Leo nodded in satisfaction. He knew it would go smoothly; after all, this was Gotham, Batman's Gotham.

[2000 cases of low-end wine, 1250 cases of mid-range wine, and 500 cases of high-end wine, evenly split between the two categories.]

If everything goes smoothly, even selling at the lowest price will yield a gross profit of nearly ten million.

The problem is... the partner doesn't know what percentage they'll take.

Once the main products are secured, everything else becomes simple.

Leo went to the supermarket again in the afternoon. This time he chose home delivery and bought a lot of water, organic vegetables, meat, grains, dairy products, and seasonings. He planned to cook for himself when he returned to Night City and not eat those disgusting synthetic foods.

It has been confirmed that the "inactivation" property of the singularity space can stop all biological and chemical processes, and food placed inside will not rot and can be stored for a long time.

With this batch of food enough to feed ten people for a month, he wouldn't have to worry about going hungry anywhere.

With the souvenirs I brought back for my friends, this trip to Gotham City was basically a complete success.

It would have been perfect if Batman hadn't been watching him the whole time he was collecting things, scanning him with several instruments.

After he collected the items, Batman hurriedly left in his armor.

Leo also returned to his room and pretended to work.

*

On the 7th day in Gotham City, I woke up to good news.

[Leo, I've extracted a small portion of the permissions from the Singularity's rules, which can slightly adjust your departure time.]

Leo perked up and asked her to explain in detail.

Previously, you would be forcibly teleported away when the countdown ended. Now, there's an improvement: you can leave an hour earlier or later, and you can leave at any time within that period.

[Just one hour?]

To be precise, there are two hours of free time, and the departure time is no longer fixed, making it more flexible.

[Got it… This time, no, as long as I'm in DC, I'll try to leave on time and give Batman the wrong message.]

[Great, you've grown too. Get up and eat!]

First Glimpse of Talent: Chapter Eighty-Six - Parting Gift

Get up and eat breakfast, then go back to your room.

Leo deliberately stayed in his room all day, creating the illusion that he was working diligently.

Around 8 p.m., Bruce came to his door to tell him that the wine was ready.

Leo knew that trying to get rid of him at this point would be tantamount to declaring war, so he had no choice but to go with him to the underground storage room.

When he reached the second basement level, he realized that this was not a storage room at all. This large, open-plan floor could easily be mistaken for a logistics warehouse.

What's even more outrageous is that the wine must have arrived a long time ago, otherwise he wouldn't have had ample time to install so many high-tech testing devices here.

Butler had been waiting there for a long time. When he saw the two of them arrive, he handed a tablet computer to Bruce.

Leo's outstretched hand grasped at thin air, and his fist instantly hardened.

“3750 cases of wine, neatly stacked, occupying approximately 90 cubic meters. You took the cases, which means this is a product.”

Bruce, after reviewing the statistics provided by Alfred, understood Leo's business strategy.

"You're smuggling high-tech stuff from over there just for these wines? Why not try meat and organic vegetables? They must be scarce where you are."

Leo felt there was no point in hiding it and frankly stated, "The monopoly is particularly severe where we are. Large companies are pushing for legislation to ban the sale of organic meat. As for organic vegetables... only the top 1% of wealthy people can afford them, the market is too narrow."

Bruce nodded and quickly jotted down information about capital monopolies, oligopolies, and a worse-than-expected ecological environment.

Furthermore, the fact that the company was able to push the government to enact such an obviously unreasonable law indicates that social division is also very serious.

It's definitely not a good place; it would be very difficult for ordinary people there.

"You can take it; don't worry about the machines and equipment."

"It's not like I can just do whatever I want..."

Leo was too lazy to pay him any more attention and quickly put these "essentials for survival" into his spatial storage.

The once spacious and tidy server room instantly became cluttered, with boxes of wine neatly stacked around the server room equipment, bordered by a light wall.

Before he time-traveled, Leo's obsessive-compulsive disorder would have flared up long ago. But now he felt that this messiness was also a kind of beauty, like stacks of banknotes of different denominations piled together.

Three thousand cases of wine may seem like a lot, but it's actually not difficult to store them.

He stretched out his arms and walked from one end to the other, then back again, repeating this several times until he had touched all the boxes.

Looking at the warehouse, which became empty again in less than ten minutes, Bruce suddenly felt a little envious of this ability.

If he could carry all his equipment with him and adjust it at any time, all those criminals in Gotham City would have been caught long ago.

After Leo finished packing the goods, he asked the question that was currently on his mind: "Are you leaving?"

Leo paused, then slowly nodded: "This place is indeed nice, but my family is still waiting for me over there, so I can't stay here for too long."

Bruce lowered his eyes slightly: "Why don't we bring them over? Gotham City is big enough to accommodate immigrants."

"I can't even take any live animals with me, otherwise I would have taken a few extinct animals back and made a fortune long ago."

"If you go back, what will happen to the Umbrella Corporation? Will they be able to come back next time? Or... will they be able to maintain contact with this place?"

Leo was stunned. Starting with that last sentence, every single one of them seemed like a death trap.

He dares to use WeChat with his Night City friends, but Batman can't, at least not now.

“I can continue working when I get back. Wasn’t version 0.1 something I modified in my spare time? I’ll try my best to leave you a new version that you can test before I leave. Find some trustworthy technical personnel and have them study it.”

Besides, maintaining contact is impossible; the barriers between the two worlds are too thick. I won't be back for at least another week.

Bruce gave him a deep look and slowly nodded. "One last thing: you'll leave and return from the same place. I'll clear out the 44th floor of Wayne Tower. From now on, you'll use that floor as your return point. How about that?"

"Do I have room to negotiate?"