Chapter 47: The trending topics start with zero frames, making it impossible to defend against.

Jason returned to the Batcave and found Wen Yue handling Batman's work. He checked the time; something was wrong—it was already past Batman's night patrol time.

"Didn't Deathstroke refuse to be Batman anymore? Why aren't you on night patrol?" Jason knew about the shady money-for-play deals between the player and Deathstroke. Now that Deathstroke had stepped down from his Batman career, the player should be patrolling Gotham City at this hour.

"Doesn't Gotham have Batman?" Wen Yue pointed to the Batman and Superman from other worlds secretly fighting crime in the surveillance footage, then relaxed comfortably in her chair, popping a small cookie into her mouth and speaking lazily.

“This is your Gotham,” Jason couldn’t help but remind him.

“No, this is our Gotham.” Wen Yue’s words were righteous and awe-inspiring; if the player wiped the cookie crumbs from the corner of their mouth, it would be even more convincing.

Jason's lips twitched. Those citizens who idolize Batman should really see him like this.

Wen Yue calmly watched the surveillance footage like a superhero movie, sharing half of the cookies on her plate with Jason. Her generous attitude stemmed from the cookies that the player had previously packed up, made by Afu, which were in the game's inventory and couldn't be finished anytime soon.

Jason took the half-plate of cookies and left satisfied.

The reason players aren't patrolling at night is actually because the aftereffects haven't worn off yet; they still trip and fall all the time. Wearing the Batman suit for a night patrol would be suicide, and encountering Bane would be a guaranteed disaster—the player's spine would be broken. It's better to take a break; one more day won't make a difference. Besides, there's Harley Quinn's team's crime-fighting activities, plus the charity work of the otherworldly Batman and Superman, contributing to Gotham City's cause of justice. Wen Yue isn't too worried.

The chaotic situation in Gotham over the past few days, with multiple villains escaping and celebrating, and the recent emergence of two female heroes: Oracle and Troublemaker, namely Barbara Gordon and Stephanie Brown. Wen Yue was very worried about them, so she provided them with funds under the guise of Wayne and introduced them to Lucius Fox. Their operations in Gotham have been relatively smooth these past few days, partly due to the support of players behind the scenes.

It's common knowledge in Gotham that Wayne is Batman's benefactor, so it's reasonable for him to provide the same financial support to other vigilantes.

Wen Yue, the local Batman, skipped work to patrol the night, giving the players another day of slacking off.

But Batman and Superman, who arrived here, are still exploring the world and show no intention of contacting the players. Bruce should make his presence known and remind the visitors from this other world that Wayne is still alive in Gotham.

Wen Yue took time out of her busy schedule to attend a charity gala, making a dazzling appearance as Bruce Wayne.

The sound of rain pattered softly, the atmosphere hazy and misty, the lines between light and shadow blurred on the Gothic architecture, and the gray and damp sky and earth were just like the impression Gotham always gave.

The flashing lights blurred her vision, and the clicking of cameras was incessant. Wen Yue felt helpless: these photographers were only doing their own jobs, and the situation had reversed when the player returned to the original world.

A few days ago, Wen Yue was brazenly filming Bat's house with a camera. A few days later, Wen Yue is standing here being brazenly filmed by the media. The tables have turned, identities have changed, and the player's retribution has arrived.

Maintaining a polite smile, Wen Yue ascended the stairs, bathed in the glow of the spotlight. Previously, players couldn't understand why Gotham built its houses on such high ground, resulting in such long staircases; now, they wondered if it was for waterproofing.

A continuous drizzle began to fall, and Wen Yue noticed the problem: the city's groundwater drainage was obstructed, surface permeability was poor, and roads were prone to flooding. It seemed that the media personnel and staff working in the rain had a tough job; although everyone was using umbrellas, their trouser legs were inevitably soaked.

Just as she was pondering this, the person she had been focusing on investigating yesterday came to her. Wen Yue was overjoyed to see her target task delivered to her doorstep.

Thomas Elliott (aka Hush), as one of DC's supervillains, was a name Wen Yue had long heard of. A highly intelligent criminal, Hush displayed extraordinary abilities from a young age, murdering his parents as a child and inheriting their vast fortune. Hush excels at analysis and manipulation; in the comics, he has manipulated all of Batman's enemies behind the scenes, just like Bane, using them to plot against Batman. In addition, he is also a skilled plastic surgeon; after learning that Batman's true identity is Bruce Wayne, he underwent plastic surgery to resemble Bruce Wayne, intending to take his place.

Thanks to Tobain, Gotham was already in a murky situation, and now with the addition of Silence, how are ordinary people supposed to survive? In addition to making their presence known to the visitors from another world, the player also plans to take the opportunity to eliminate this eager villain who intends to cause trouble.

A conspiracy only works when the victim is completely unsuspecting and unaware of their identity. The moment the protagonist's identity is revealed through silence, the game he initiated has already ended in failure. The player has prepared evidence of his parents' murder overnight and handed it over to Wayne's legal department. Everything is ready, just waiting for the protagonist to make his appearance.

“What a coincidence, Mr. Wayne.” Elliott greeted him politely with a hand gesture, but his eyes concealed his disdain for the wealthy man.

Wen Yue wanted to say it was a coincidence, but she restrained her mischievousness and said, "Long time no see, Mr. Elliott."

Thomas Elliott was slightly surprised by this: "Have we met before?" How come he didn't know?

"Maybe in a dream." The words were ambiguous, but in reality, after Wen Yue knew the little tricks behind the silence, her dreams were full of giving this guy a good beating to cool him down and relieve his depression.

"Hahaha, you really know how to dream." Thomas Elliott smiled knowingly, while Wen Yue forced a fake smile. The two acting masters were putting on a show of acting, and for a moment, the scene appeared extremely harmonious. After shaking hands, they quickly withdrew their hands, both filled with disdain for each other.

“Mr. Wayne…” came a call from behind.

As Wen Yue turned around, Thomas Elliott walked past the player toward her, saying, "Mr. Rothschild, it's a pleasure to meet you."

This subtle targeting is too obvious. You know everyone who knows me, right?

Wen Yue rolled her eyes inwardly, but was unwilling to be outdone and wanted to step forward as well.

The aftereffects of abusing God's authority are starting to show up again. Wen Yue's physical coordination has been worrying lately, and she tripped over her own feet and fell forward without realizing it.

On the wide staircase, Wen Yue stood in the center, some distance from the handrails on either side. In an emergency, the player borrowed strength from the person in front of them to steady themselves.

Thomas Elliott, who was walking in front of Wen Yue, was caught off guard by a player's zero-frame attack and tumbled down the stairs.

"Thump thump thump thump—bang!" Elliott descended the stairs in a very short time, and the scene fell silent after the echo of his rapid landing.

Wayne took you to the shortcut, turning the stairs into a slide – what a fast way to get downstairs!

Thomas Elliott, covered in mud, struggled to his feet, his face grim. He looked up and met the gaze of the slippery (cunning) man above him. An eerie silence fell over the scene.

There are two things in the world that are impossible to guard against: one is an extremely long wind-up, and the other is a zero-frame start.

The player says she didn't do it on purpose, but does anyone believe her?

Police cars pulled up quickly to a stop on the street below the stairs. Several officers got out and blocked Thomas Elliott's path. The lead sheriff handcuffed him and said, "Thomas Elliott, you have been arrested on suspicion of intentional homicide."

The sheriff looked up at Wen Yue, nodded slightly to her, and swiftly escorted her into the police car.

The flashes of camera lights became more intense than ever before, the bright images clashing sharply with the somber atmosphere of the scene. This unexpected exposure far exceeded the players' expectations, quickly making headlines on the day's front page.

Good news, the player achieved their goal. Bad news, the effect was too explosive.

Wen Yue, now at Wayne Manor, flipped through the nonsensical media news, her vision blurring with darkness, as if she were in a state of utter despair.

#Starting from zero frames, Wayne and Elliott clash in lane!#

It was really an accidental push; the conflict during the laning phase was too exaggerated.

#Wayne slipped? There's more to it than meets the eye!#

What is the deeper meaning behind falling flat on your face?

#The secrets behind Wayne's push!#

What's the secret behind falling flat on your face?

#10 subtle details that make Wayne mysterious#

How can tripping over your own feet and falling on flat ground be considered mysterious and profound?

#Wayne's energy is beyond your imagination#

#I can't believe Wayne would do this#

#This is chilling to think about; could Wayne really do this?#

So what happened? Elliott was arrested for breaking the law, what does that have to do with my power, Wayne?

#Explosive! The Cruel Truth Behind Wayne and Elliott#

#A comprehensive recap of the Wayne incident, this is how arrogant the richest man can be#

#After reading this news, you should understand now, right?#

Explain the cruel truth to me clearly, and explain where the players went crazy? You don't know anything!

The sky has fallen, the future is bleak, and Wen Yue's inner world has fallen into eternal darkness.

"Killing two birds with one stone, old man, you really know how to play this game." Jason clicked his tongue in amazement as he scrolled through the trending topics.

"This really was an accident," Wen Yue tried her best to clarify. Tripping over one's own foot is simply a matter of poor player coordination; over-interpreting it is you're overcomplicating things.

"That's quite a coincidence." Dick, for one, didn't believe it.

"Everything is going according to Batman's plan." Tim's filter for Batman is unusually thick. But perhaps it's best to let go of that filter now? Use your detective skills to see through the truth!

"Heh." Jason's simple interjection delivered the final, fatal blow to the player.

The player collapsed in despair, truly at a loss. She's given up, so do whatever you want.

Wen Yue's spirit stirred, and other scenes appeared before her eyes without warning. The world barrier rippled, spitting out a Damian dressed in a black uniform. This Damian was the opposite of the otherworldly visitors who had traveled through time before; upon landing, he was completely clear-headed and quickly headed towards the direction where Batman and Superman, who had also traveled through time, were located.

What, are you guys here for team building in this world?

The world is riddled with holes, what is the world consciousness doing?

"Another gentleman just arrived," Wen Yue said, getting up from the sofa with a helpless expression.

"Who is it?" Dick asked curiously as he leaned closer.

“Damian, he seems to be looking for the Batman and Superman from the previous time travel.” Wen Yue sat cross-legged, resting her chin on her hand, looking thoughtful. Damian’s black uniform resembled that of the League of Assassins, and his cold aura and decisive actions were typical of an assassin on a mission. He didn’t seem to have received much instruction or influence from the Bat-family.

"Old man, do you know you've been exposed?" Jason tapped his fingers lightly, leaning forward slightly, exuding a strong sense of pressure.

"?" What did the player reveal?

"You didn't do anything just now, you were just lying here and you could know what was happening in other places in real time, finally you're not pretending anymore?" Jason's counterpart, Red Hood, had given him a report written by the Bat-Family about the player Batman. The document recorded the fact that Jason's world had risen from the Dark Multiverse to the Positive Matter Universe through multiple reboots, that Batman used the Source Wall to retain his memories but at the cost of losing his physical form for many years, and that Batman had now become an alternate god at the level of a higher-dimensional life form, among other speculations.

"Could it be like the little bird Bruce gave me that allows us to share a common perspective?" Tim thought, looking at his Robin Bird.

"It's not quite the same. Actually, I don't know what happened..." Wen Yue didn't use any omniscient cheats just now. After all, the aftereffects of using cheats last time hadn't worn off yet. The scene that appeared just now was more like a mysterious sensation than a shared perspective.

Jason patted the player on the shoulder and, channeling his inner Trump, said, "It's okay if you don't know what's going on, as long as I know what's going on."

Wen Yue was stunned.

Wait, tell me first what you know?