Chapter 053: Departure

Wang Bo extended his right hand and repeated the words he had said several times, "Take my hand, and I can send you home."

AFO couldn't help but laugh, gripping Wang Bo's hand firmly. 'Thank you very much for your help, sir. As a token of gratitude, I will give you a small Quirk. I hope you won't refuse!'

Wang Bo was startled, never expecting that AFO would actually want to give him a superpower?

Holding the belief that one can never have too many skills, Wang Bo did not refuse.

But he said, “What superpower are you planning to give me? I don’t want my body to become strange.”

After all, in the world where AFO resides, many superpowers can alter a person's physical structure.

Even superpowers that turn people into animals are not unheard of.

Wang Bo remembered that in [My Hero Academia], there was a person with a bird's head.

"Please rest assured on this point, it's merely a regeneration Quirk."

"Regeneration?" Wang Bo shook his head and said, "That won't be necessary. I actually have a similar ability."

Once Wang Bo's Spartan bloodline awakened, he would automatically gain a super-regenerative ability—after all, in the plot of Devil May Cry, Dante had his heart pierced through several times and still survived.

The healing ability of the Spartan bloodline was beyond imagination.

AFO was taken aback and said softly, "In that case, how about I gift you the ability of impact absorption?"

Wang Bo thought for a moment and said, "Forget it, I don't need this ability. If you want to give me one, how about an ability to control fire?"

AFO shook his head and said, "I don't have the ability to control fire."

"If not, forget it. It's not like I lack combat abilities anyway. Alright, I'll send you back."

Wang Bo did not insist either. As time passed, his superhuman abilities would gradually awaken—heat vision, freezing breath, super vision, super speed—each one more powerful than the last.

Even Superman has the ability to recover supernaturally.

As long as there is sufficient sunlight, even the most severe injuries can be recovered from in a short time.

So whether it's shock absorption or regeneration.

Wang Bo didn't care for any of that.

The reason he wanted a flame manipulation ability was that he hoped when he became strong enough, he could use such a weak ability to fight.

Rather than possessing the kind of overwhelming power that, with a mere gesture, could trigger cataclysms like mountains collapsing or tsunamis.

AFO was helpless; he had only wanted to give a Quirk to the other party, to forge a bond of goodwill.

But who could have known that the other party simply didn't care for his personality.

Just then, he suddenly thought that although he didn't have a quirk to control flames, he did have one to control cold air, but before he could speak, his vision suddenly blurred.

The other party had actually vanished from before his eyes.

No, to be precise, it wasn't Wang Bo who disappeared.

Rather, it was he who had disappeared, because AFO had realized that he seemed to have returned once again to the familiar world—the familiar society of superhumans.

No, to be precise, it wasn't that Wang Bo had disappeared—rather, it was that he had vanished, because AFO had already realized that he seemed to have returned to the familiar world, the familiar society of superhumans. On the other hand, after Wang Bo communicated with the cheat artifact to send AFO away, he drove the Batmobile away from the Falcone family's estate.

Meanwhile, after Wang Bo used the cheat artifact to send AFO away, he drove the Batmobile and left the Falcone family estate.

[Host, congratulations on sending off the second time traveler. You have earned another chance to draw. You now have two drawing opportunities. Would you like to draw immediately?]

Wang Bo thought for a moment and did not refuse; after all, he had nothing better to do now.

Let's see if I can draw something useful.

"Alright, I'll choose the lottery."

[The first lottery begins, the first lottery ends, the prize is determined. Holy crap, host, you really are an absolute lucky dog — you actually drew something this good.]

Wang Bo's heart leaped with joy, and he couldn't help asking, "What good thing did I draw?"

【Gourmet Tablecloth!】

Wang Bo scratched his head and said, "The Gourmet Tablecloth should be that Gourmet Tablecloth, the one from the Doraemon world, right?"

【That's right, Host, it's that one】

"Not bad, not bad." Wang Bo beamed with joy, very satisfied.

If he remembered correctly, the gourmet tablecloth function was to produce various foods out of thin air. As long as you said the name of the food you wanted to eat, the tablecloth would conjure it up. The food conjured was real, completely free, and provided in unlimited quantities.

Remember, the last one is the key point!

Unlimited supply—that's truly impressive.

This means that Wang Bo could use this gourmet tablecloth to feed an entire planet's population, for with unlimited provision of food, no matter how many mouths there are, all can be satisfied.

This also meant that Wang Bo could eat his fill no matter how harsh the environment.

Moreover, the food provided by the gourmet tablecloth is absolutely delicious.

Even if he were transported to the ancient world, Wang Bo could still enjoy steaming hot modern cuisine.

For someone who seeks an ordinary and unremarkable life, this is absolutely a life-enhancing artifact.

【Host, the Gourmet Tablecloth has been sent into your four-dimensional pocket. You can check it at any time. The second lottery draw is about to begin.】

[The second lottery begins, the second lottery ends, the prize is confirmed. Congratulations, host, you have won the Horse Talisman. For you, this is just garbage.]

Horse Talisman?

Wang Bo didn't react at first, but soon remembered.

"You're talking about the Horse Talisman, one of the twelve talismans in the world of Jackie Chan Adventures."

【That's right, this one】

Wang Bo uttered an 'oh' and asked, 'What use is the Horse Talisman?'

He remembered that the twelve talismans each had their own marvelous uses, but as for what those marvelous uses were, Wang Bo had already forgotten.

After all, it had been so many years; who the hell could still remember what the twelve talismans were used for.

The Horse Talisman is a healing talisman. The horse's magic, possessing the power of healing, enables the holder to remove all abnormal effects caused by external forces within the body. It can cure all illnesses and injuries on the user's body, and can relieve physical pain and unconsciousness, but it must be held continuously to eliminate them permanently.

[In addition, it can also repair any damaged object, restoring any defective object to its most complete state, and can cure all diseases.]

Upon hearing this, Wang Bo suddenly realized that he possessed a steel body, immune to all diseases, and his Spartan bloodline also rendered him impervious to any illness. No wonder the cheat artifact had said that this thing was garbage to him.

However, Wang Bo did not disdain this item. For himself, the Horse Talisman was of little use, but for others, it was definitely a good thing.

Therefore, Wang Bo still carefully put away the Horse Talisman.

Who knows, maybe this thing will come in handy someday.

"By the way, there's something I'd like to discuss with you."

【Host, you say】

“I plan to stay in this world for a few more days. Give me a few days to prepare, and once I'm ready, you can send me to the next world.”

【No problem, considering that you, the host, have completed two tasks, I can give you a few days of grace.】

“Thank you.”

【You're welcome. After all, you are my host.】

Wang Bo sneered. Did you really have no fucking clue whether he was the host or the hired hand?

……

A few days later, Bruce Wayne called Wang Bo and told him that the weapons he had prepared were in place.

Wang Bo hurried to the Batcave and found it filled with all kinds of weapons—bullets, grenades, machine guns, pistols—enough to equip a force of five thousand men.

Especially the bullets and grenades, piled up box after box like a small hill, with ample ammunition, enough for several battles.

To be honest, Wang Bo had never seen so many weapons in his life.

He was completely stunned.

Wang Bo was certain that this shipment of weapons was no small quantity, but Bruce Wayne didn't even blink and simply gave it to him.

Wang Bo once again experienced the joy of the wealthy, something ordinary people truly cannot imagine.

Bruce Wayne stood before Wang Bo, introducing the usage of these weapons one by one, and finally added, "If it's not enough, I can get another batch of arms."

"Enough, enough." Wang Bo nodded repeatedly. This batch of weapons was truly sufficient; looking across the ancient world, Wang Bo could conquer the world with this arsenal.

But when he thought of the emperor handling state affairs from morning till night every day, Wang Bo shook his head.

Maybe one day I'll become an immortal; why would I want to be an emperor?

Bruce Wayne asked, "When do you plan to leave?"

Wang Bo stuffed the arms into his four-dimensional pocket as he said, "I'll leave as soon as I've collected this batch. I'm leaving tomorrow."

"I see." Bruce Wayne hadn't expected Wang Bo to leave so soon. "Don't you want to stay a few more days?"

"No need." Wang Bo shook his head.

“Then I wish you a smooth journey.”

“Thank you!”

Wang Bo put all the weapons into his fourth-dimensional pocket, took his leave of Bruce Wayne and Alfred, then turned and left the Batcave.

Bruce Wayne watched Wang Bo's receding figure, knowing he would not return, and could not help but sigh to himself.

He had a feeling that he might never see this miraculous young man from another world again in his lifetime.

On the other hand, after leaving the Batcave, Wang Bo returned to Catwoman's home.

But Catwoman was not there, apparently having gone to steal something again.

Wang Bo left a handwritten copy of Ripple Qigong on the table, believing that Catwoman would surely understand it.

Wang Bo had been staying at Catwoman's place for so many days; consider this as payment.

A few minutes later, Wang Bo lay down on the sofa and fell asleep, then silently left this world.