Chapter 051: Showing Off

Wang Bo took a ride in the Batmobile, drove around for a while, and then returned to the Batcave.

Stepping out of the car, he was full of praise for the Batmobile.

"You like it, don't you?"

"I like it." Wang Bo nodded vigorously. This was no lie; after taking a spin just now, he had indeed fallen in love with the Batmobile. Not only was it fast, but its defensive capabilities were such that it could traverse any terrain as if on flat ground.

It was simply too perfect to be praised any further.

Although the Batmobile could not compare to the powerful high-tech flying cars of the space age, for Wang Bo it was already sufficient—at least in his view, it was definitely the most advanced piece of equipment he had on hand.

As for spaceships and Quinjet fighters, one would have to wait until going to those ultra-sci-fi worlds to find them.

Wang Bo believed that fighter jets would come, and spaceships would come too.

But it will take time, and a bit of luck.

Bruce Wayne said, "Besides the Batmobile, I've prepared a few other things for you."

Wang Bo couldn't help but say in surprise, "You're very generous today."

“I’ve always been generous,” Bruce Wayne said calmly. “After all, I have more money than I can spend.”

Wang Bo: ...

He felt as if Bruce Wayne had shown off right in his face.

This is damned unbearable.

So Wang Bo lifted the Batmobile in front of Bruce Wayne and stuffed it into his fourth-dimensional pocket.

Bruce Wayne: ...

"Alfred, did you see that?" Bruce Wayne rubbed his eyes.

"Yes, Master Bruce, I saw it." Alfred nodded. Though he was usually composed, the sight before him was truly horrifying.

Such a large car was actually stuffed into the pocket.

“What is this?” Bruce walked over and reached out to touch Wang Bo's pocket.

Wang Bo did not stop him and said calmly, "It's a fourth-dimensional pocket. It can put things into the fourth dimension. In my opinion, it should be no problem to fit Gotham City inside."

Bruce Wayne: ...

He felt that this four-dimensional pocket alone was worth more than the entire Wayne Enterprises.

“Can I study this thing?”

"It's possible, but I reckon, given your current level, you probably wouldn't be able to replicate a four-dimensional pocket. After all, the technological sophistication of this thing is just too high—at least several generations ahead of current technology."

“Then forget it.”

Bruce Wayne's eager expression turned into disdain after hearing Wang Bo's words.

He knew all too well that the fortress of technology was not so easily breached.

After primitive humans learn the method of making nuclear bombs, can they actually build one?

The answer is impossible.

The infrastructure couldn't keep up, so building a nuclear bomb was simply a pipe dream. Thus, after realizing that the technological level of the four-dimensional pocket surpassed the current era by several generations, Batman decisively gave up.

Because he knew very well that studying future technology with modern technology was simply daydreaming, a waste of time.

After the minor incident, Batman never showed off in front of Wang Bo again.

By the way, the other things he gave Wang Bo were actually some small gadgets that Batman often uses.

Such as Batarangs, as well as remote-detonation explosive Batarangs, electric shock claws, smoke bombs, and so on.

Wang Bo unceremoniously stuffed all these things into his four-dimensional pocket and said, "To be honest, compared to these things, I would rather have some weapons—lots of pistols, bombs, machine guns, bullets, even planes, self-upgrading gear, missiles, and all kinds of special equipment."

Bruce Wayne said helplessly, "Do you want to start a war?"

"I'm just being prepared for the worst. After all, you know, I often travel between worlds. If I happen to encounter some powerful worlds, these things might come in handy."

Wang Bo was well aware that before he became strong enough to be invincible, he could use the power of technology to protect himself.

"All right." Bruce Wayne thought for a moment, then agreed.

After all, what the other party was wreaking havoc on was neither Gotham City nor his own world. In order to gain Wang Bo's favor, he decided to supply Wang Bo with a batch of weapons.

"However, I need some time."

"No problem."

Wang Bo and Bruce Wayne agreed on a time, then left the Batcave and drove the Batmobile back to Catwoman's home.

Lately, he had grown accustomed to living here.

When Wang Bo returned, Catwoman happened to jump in through the window, wearing a black tight leather suit. Without looking, he knew she had just come back from hunting.

Especially since she was holding a square object wrapped in oilcloth in her hand.

Wang Bo guessed that it was most likely a painting.

"Looks like you had a good day today."

"Not bad." The catwoman casually placed the square object in her hand on the table, went back to the bedroom to change into a set of loungewear, and came out. "Where did you go tonight?"

“Went to find the landlord’s foolish son,” Wang Bo said.

Catwoman's eyes lit up. "It seems you have a very good relationship with Bruce Wayne."

"Not bad," Wang Bo said. "In a sense, you could say I'm Bruce Wayne's mentor."

"Master?" Catwoman couldn't help laughing, sitting on the sofa and crossing her legs. "What did you teach Bruce Wayne, blowing up a courthouse?"

Wang Bo ignored Catwoman's sarcasm and said, "It's Ripple Qigong."

"Ripple Qigong?" Catwoman's eyes lit up. "So that's the power called Ripple that you infused into my body the other day."

“That’s right.”

"Is it a kind of qigong that can be cultivated?" The catwoman had thought it was some special superpower, but never expected it to be a cultivable form of qigong.

“Yes.” Wang Bo nodded again.

Catwoman's eyes shifted, as if she was thinking about something. To be honest, she was very covetous of that magical power and desperately wanted to obtain it.

But just then, the cat-girl suddenly heard Wang Bo say, "I'm leaving."

"Where are you going?" The cat-girl was taken aback and couldn't help asking, "Could it be that staying with me isn't good?"

Wang Bo couldn't help but laugh. "I remember you didn't seem to want me to stay here at first."

Catwoman said, "That was before. At least now I welcome you very much, and I hope you can stay."

But inside, it was a different thought: if you leave, where will I go to learn Ripple Qigong?

Yes, the catwoman hoped Wang Bo would stay, precisely because of the Ripple Qigong.

"Unfortunately, I can't stay." Wang Bo had been living here for a while and had become friends with Catwoman after a fight, so he simply told her about his background and purpose.

Since several people already knew about this, having Catwoman know as well wouldn't make much difference.

Even if she knew, there would be no way for her to enter the multiverse.