Inside Marvel X DC World

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Wayne Manor, the main reception hall on the first floor.

Wanda sat obediently and quietly on the chair, her petite feet dangling in the air, completely unable to touch the carpet underneath.

Alfred poured Wanda a cup of hot coffee. His hands were so steady that the coffee in the cup did not tremble at all. His body seemed even stronger than his old appearance.

"How do you feel?" Alfred asked kindly.

Wanda held the coffee cup in both hands to warm her hands. She glanced at the grand and majestic main hall. The expensive and retro interior refreshed her perception of luxury.

This also made her even more reserved and nervous, and she whispered, "I don't feel like I'm here for housekeeper training. You all... treat me like a young lady."

"Hahahaha, really."

Alfred couldn't help but laugh, then blinked and asked, "You don't know the identity of the Wayne family, right?"

"Identity?" Wanda tilted her little head.

"How should I explain it?" Alfred pondered for a moment and said, "Let me put it this way. The young master Wayne that I serve is the head of the Wayne Group. As for the Wayne Group, its market value exceeds 100 billion, and it involves industries including technology, education, medical care, transportation, etc. Most of the things that can be seen everywhere in Gotham City are considered to be the industries of the Wayne Group."

Wanda opened her eyes wide in surprise. She had heard of the Wayne Group many times in New York.

Alfred paused and continued, "And the Prince family can stand on equal footing with the Wayne family."

"So, as the only maid of the Prince family and the future housekeeper, you can perform etiquette according to the rules, but you don't have to bow your head to anyone, even the so-called nobles or officials. After all, your identity represents the family you serve behind the scenes, and bowing your head will inevitably damage the face of the master!"

After hearing what Alfred said, Wanda obviously had a better understanding of Mike and the Prince family, which made her seem less reserved and nervous.

Seeing that the effect of the first lesson had been achieved, Alfred cleared his throat and said softly, "Then let's get to the point of today. Before we start the formal butler training, I would like to ask you a question. What do you think is the most important quality of a butler?"

Wanda thought about it seriously and said hesitantly, "Loyalty?"

"Loyalty is a must; it is the foundation of the foundation." Alfred smiled and said, "I think the most important quality of a butler should be a sense of mission."

"Sense of mission?" Wanda was stunned.

"Yes. Not only do superheroes need a sense of mission, but butlers must also have a unique sense of mission."

Alfred said in an orderly manner, "The butler's sense of mission is naturally to serve the master better. However, it is not enough to just complete the tasks ordered by the master. That is only the duty of an ordinary servant."

"Butler. You need to understand what the master really needs and wants, complete preparations and plans early, and serve as a powerful assistant on the master's road ahead. And, when the master goes the wrong way or gets lost, give certain guidance and help."

"A butler with a sense of mission needs to have the belief to devote his whole life." Alfred asked with a clear gaze at the thirteen-year-old Wanda, "You are still young, are you ready for that realization?"

Wanda took a deep breath, and the image of the black-haired boy appeared in her mind. She said firmly on her face, "I can do it!"

Alfred nodded, "In order to do this, you need to learn more than the master, and cover a wider range of subjects, not just cleaning, but also etiquette, communication, fighting, shooting, intelligence, management, psychology, etc."

"Well…" Wanda hesitated and asked, "Then I have to come to this city more often?"

Wanda didn't think it was too far, but if it were like this, she would have to get up very early on weekends to go.

Just like today, there was no way to wake Mike up and prepare breakfast.

Alfred smiled and said, "You don't have to come to Gotham to study on weekends. I will arrange for professionals to teach you in your school."

Wanda's eyes lit up slightly, and she asked curiously, "Will the school agree?"

"Of course." Alfred nodded and said firmly, "Long before today, with the authorization of Master Wayne, I have already bought the school you are currently attending."

At this time.

On the busiest and most lively sidewalk in the central city area of Washington.

Mike stopped in shock and looked at the bald woman next to him who called herself "Yao."

"Are you talking to me?" Mike glanced sideways at the people passing by, and for a moment he suspected that the other person was talking to someone else.

"Mike Prince." Yao says his name accurately.

Mike's face, whose exact age could not be determined, was calm. When she looked at Mike, there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, "No need to look, the person I'm looking for is you."

"What did you do?"

Facing Yao, whose origins were unknown, Mike asked with some surprise.

He became increasingly aware that something was wrong. The pedestrians passing by on the sidewalk not only did not see Yao.

Even Mike himself began to be unnoticed by passers-by.

Some pedestrians treated Yao and Mike as air, as if they couldn't see them, and bumped into them head-on, strangely passing through their bodies!

Yao and Mike seemed to have no physical body.

"I didn't do anything. I just pulled you and the little beast in your schoolbag into the mirror space." Yao said with a faint smile.

"Mirror space?" Mike frowned.

Just at this moment.

The red light at the intersection turned green, and only two people were left standing on the sidewalk. All the vehicles on the road started moving.

Mike subconsciously dodged the car that started from the side. As for Yao in front, she stood still and let the accelerating car hit her body.

No, it didn't hit!

The vehicle, like the passers-by just now, passed directly through Yao's body!

Mike tried to grab the body of a car passing by, but he couldn't touch the car. Instead, a strange sight of a layer of broken glass appeared in front of his fingertips.

"Are we in the mirror..." Mike muttered to himself as if he had realized something.