Chapter 29 Player Login Hal: I can't tell, I really can't tell...

[Angel Halo: 0.5%]

"Whoosh—" The fluorescent green giant hand collapsed like sand, turning into specks of light. The player, who had been lying dead all along, suddenly sat up on the bench, his eyes clear and bright: "Which kind person recharged my batteries? Thanks!" Energy was back, batteries were available, and the player perked up again.

The wriggling, fluorescent green tentacles shone brightly, tangling around Jason and Dick's bodies. Hal stood in mid-air, manipulating the tentacles.

Wen Yue was genuinely stunned by the scene before her. "I think I woke up at the wrong time. Are you guys playing with tentacles?" This was too grotesque and brutal. She felt sorry for the two people who were tied up like a ball.

Jason, his mouth gagged, writhed like a caterpillar, while Dick, in the same predicament, kicked his legs in mid-air. Wen Yue couldn't help but laugh: "Gagaga gagaga gagaga—sorry, I just couldn't help it!" The player was cosplaying as Duck online, only a hair's breadth away from becoming Duck Detective, which was quite fitting for the Red Robin uniform he was wearing today.

Hal's eyes glowed crimson, his gaze murderous. He hovered in his empty hand, radiating a faint, fluorescent green energy. The green light instantly solidified from its illusory form, carrying immense power as it hurtled towards Wen Yue like an arrow released from a bow.

You fake cop, what are you pretending for? Today's cup king is definitely going to be snatched by this player.

Wen Yue sat leisurely on the long table at the front of the church service, her toes barely touching the ground, her expression calm and unblinking, letting the blinding green light envelop her. After all, it was just a cupping treatment; it wouldn't break her defenses.

In an instant, the green light melted away like snow, and Wen Yue shook herself to clear away the green energy fragments. Although it would turn into light spots even without shaking, players disliked the sticky, gooey feel.

"Are you even capable? You've given me a cold." Wen Yue patted her spotless cloak and emphasized each word with a provocative tone: "If you're bad, practice more."

Since the introduction of the Angel Halo, players using energy attacks have become fearless, treating everyone equally as mere fuel for their cheats. Even the most ruthless vigilantes have to concede defeat to these cheaters. This year's King of the B competition is destined to be won by the players themselves.

[Angel Halo: 1%]

Sorry, the player was talking too loudly just now. Hal is really trying his best, and he's really amazing. Keep adding energy until you're tired of it, please continue! Don't stop!

Wen Yue strolled leisurely to her two teammates, and the green light around her quickly dissipated. The player casually patted Jason and Dick on the shoulders, and the fluorescent green tentacles that enveloped them vanished like bubbles at the slightest touch.

Basic skills are nothing compared to his; the players' cheats are even better than his.

If Hal can't break through the player's defense, he's about to break through.

Faced with Hal's menacing gaze, player Egg smiled: "Little green light, how laughable, bro, you still have a lot of practice."

At this moment, Hal and the player are very close.

"After watching you put on airs for so long, it's my turn to perform now." Wen Yue activated her cheat, and an angelic halo radiating pure light appeared in mid-air.

The flawless light dyed Wenyue's eyes a dazzling golden white, like the sun high in the clear blue sky, its blazing and brilliant light sacred and glorious.

The halo radiated endless light and heat, filling the space. The boundless energy overflowed, and the holy light illuminated all things, bringing excruciating pain to the dark creatures.

In an instant, the balance of power shifted.

Feeling as if facing a natural enemy, Hal had no doubt about the deadly threat posed by that halo; it could easily kill him. He hovered back, realizing the situation was unfavorable, and tried to retreat.

"Green light, not playing anymore?" Wen Yue asked, reluctant to leave, still holding the angel halo, "How about we sit a little longer?"

Hal: "Get lost! Cheating dogs deserve to die a horrible death. You disgust him."

"I see you've had it too easy for too long and can't tell the difference between a king and a queen anymore, daring to speak to the Fourth Calamity like that. Holy Light Universe Ring—" Wen Yue raised the halo in her hand, which was filled with dazzling light and exuded boundless and majestic momentum. The wave of holy light swept towards the opponent with great momentum.

A gust of wind swept by, and Hal's figure flashed out of the church, his afterimage disappearing into the horizon.

As Green Lantern departed, the angelic halo on Wen Yue's hand dissipated into starlight in the void. The light faded, and the church was once again shrouded in shadow.

Wen Yue's straight posture suddenly bent, all her previous intimidating aura vanished. "Run, run, run! Otherwise, once he realizes what's happening and comes back, it'll be all over!" The player was frantic and quickly packed up their things to pull the two of them away.

It's all fake, fake. Even if Hal can't tell the difference between players, surely he can. Wen Yue seemed perfectly calm just now, but in reality, she was leaning back, ready for a strategic retreat at any moment.

Jason and Dick, who thought they had turned the tide and had this game in the bag, were speechless.

Wen Yue's show of bravado tricked Green Lantern into temporarily retreating. Once Hal and Nightwing realized what had happened, they would definitely know they had been made a fool of by the players.

The Angelic Aura needs at least 2% energy to function as the Universe Ring; 1% energy is just enough to emit a holy light to intimidate people, and players can only use it as a metal ring to swing around. If Hal were to engage in close combat with the player, the weakling would have been dead long ago, and there wouldn't have been any time for the previous exchange. Most importantly, no one except the player can touch the Angelic Aura, so expecting Jason to use it to beat people up is pointless. In this situation, it's best to run away first.

The three quickly slipped away, and on the way, Jason told the player about his experiences over the past few days.

When Wen Yue heard that Harley had surrounded Jason and Dick, her eyes lit up: This is really a sure thing. She immediately pulled Jason and Dick into Harley's safe house.

The Harley in this world and the Harley in the player world have remarkably similar thought processes. Wen Yue searches the room near the bar with the densest vegetation, finding Harley's safe house with astonishing accuracy and efficiency. This means Harley and Poison Ivy truly are best buddies across worlds; they should have dumped the Joker and settled for each other a long time ago.

Wen Yue sat cross-legged on the sofa, relaxing, and waited patiently while resting her face on her fingers.

Jason leaned against the window, arms crossed, looking this way listlessly. Dick sat on the armrest of the sofa next to Wen Yue, holding a knife, swinging his legs in mid-air, trying to maintain a serious expression.

Upon receiving the message and stepping through the door, Harley was met with this scene and couldn't help but wonder if it was a trap. Could it be that they were luring people in to kill them?

Wen Yue was still wearing her familiar red Robin uniform, and she greeted the guests with a bright smile: "Welcome, welcome, please make yourself at home."

"This has always been my home." Harley Doudou watched as the player who had rebelled against the Heavenly Gang, who had been acting crazy and domineering for so many years, finally met his match today.

"Don't worry about such trivial details, please have a seat." Wen Yue said shamelessly, pointing to the sofa opposite her without changing her expression.

Harley obediently sat down, waving her hand helplessly: "Okay, okay, I got it. It's all the same no matter which Red Robin it is, they found my safe house so easily."

“We’re here to discuss cooperation. You were the one who approached me before, now it’s my turn to approach you.” Wen Yue propped her head up and looked at the other person, her tone gentle.

“Of course, we have a common enemy after all, we are friends and partners.” Harley smiled brightly and freely, and continued, “You look pretty good now, much better than before.” The last time they met, this Red Robin was unconscious, her face flushed, lying on Red Hood’s back like a fragile little bird about to die.

“Because I have brothers who never abandoned me in times of trouble, I was able to turn the tide thanks to them.” Wen Yue was proud. How could life be the same no matter who you live with? She proudly introduced Jason and Dick to Harley, “Red Hood and Robin, you’ve known them for a long time.”

“Harley Quinn, let me return the favor and introduce myself again. Looks like you’re doing quite well.” Harley waved amicably, resting her elbows on the sofa armrests and crossing her legs.

"But things aren't looking good in Gotham. Those wretched rats have been getting increasingly active lately, and the vampires are becoming more and more rampant in Gotham. Everyone's starting to suspect that Gotham is becoming their stronghold. The Bat-Family is also very troubled by this, and they've been racking their brains trying to stop those restless vampires. But a bigger conspiracy behind it all hasn't been discovered yet. Sure enough, the waiting period before the knife falls is the most agonizing. I really hope a savior will appear and take them all down!" Harley waved her hands angrily, accusing them with righteous indignation.

Wen Yue tapped her knees lightly, feeling a bit of a headache. All of Harley's conversations since she entered the room were skillful and guided: using praise and agreement to build rapport, and carefully avoiding using first and second person pronouns in certain places to avoid arousing her suspicion.

According to player surveys, Harley in this world has broken free from the Joker's influence and rediscovered herself—but perhaps too much of a rediscovery? This former psychiatrist is really treating players like Arkham psychopaths.

Wen Yue chuckled kindly, "Yes, these vampires are really inhuman... no, they weren't human to begin with. It's pitiful that we were chased by these vampires the moment we arrived in this world." We've really had the worst luck imaginable.

"Being chased by vampires?" Harley asked with great interest.

Wen Yue sighed helplessly, resting her chin on her hand: Harley was still playing tricks, repeating what the other person had said to circumvent psychological defense mechanisms and continue the conversation in the form of questions.

"Is this an occupational hazard of yours? I haven't even figured out the situation yet, and you're already interrogating me." Wen Yue pointed out directly that a conversation needs to be back and forth to proceed.

"Haha, okay, I was too hasty." Harley twirled her fingers through her hair. "The Bat-Family found the solar searchlight left at the scene. Thanks to that deliberate clue, otherwise we would have known there were visitors from another world in ages. It was a huge help. But what's with the Joker card with the cross? Isn't the Joker the king of vampires?"

“Should.” Faced with the unrepentant Harley, Wen Yue showed little interest. Harley was too impatient, constantly trying to guide and manipulate the conversation. Their cooperation was certainly easy to discuss, but the player had to firmly maintain control. The difficulty lay in maintaining control; the player couldn't possibly follow Harley's pace.

"You guys didn't find anything? That's so lame." Harley puffed out her cheeks, accidentally pulling her hair and wincing in pain.

Humorous words and actions cannot conceal harsh words.

Wen Yue looked at her calmly for a few seconds, then leaned back on the sofa and got straight to the point: "You don't need to use reverse psychology. If we don't trust each other, then cooperation can't continue. It's no coincidence that you found us, right? If we continue to talk with this resistant attitude, there won't be any change or progress between us. Otherwise, just send your people from behind. This isn't the way to solve the problem."

If this continues, who knows when a frank announcement will be made? Let's take a step back and push things forward a bit.

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Author's note: Player: This was a high-level match.