Chapter 54 Calling for External Aid You can question strength, but you can't doubt it...

She crouched low and slid to create distance, then seized an opening and threw a batarang. The batarang flashed red and flew towards Bane, exploding just before it reached his body.

Amidst the billowing smoke, Bane emerged unscathed, having dodged in time. Wen Yue subtly sidestepped the attack, her forearm blades automatically extending to deflect it while simultaneously inflicting damage on the enemy.

The player Batman raised his hand and flicked it again. The smoke bomb was caught in Bane's cape and thrown away the moment it landed. The bullet followed closely behind and was also knocked far away by Bane.

"Your skills are really not that great. I thought you were much stronger, but now it seems it's all thanks to these gadgets. You're too reliant on these external things." Bane nimbly dodged all of Batman's technological gadgets and sneered contemptuously.

"I'll return that to you verbatim. Maybe you should lose some weight." Wen Yue picked up the cloak and put it on, then put the smoke grenade back into her game inventory. Her gaze fell on the fluorescent green IV tubing behind him. Dude, how about you stop the venom attribute boosts on your body and fight a player with your real strength? Otherwise, neither of us can say anything to the other.

"Looks like I'll have to get a little serious and show my true strength." Wen Yue launched several batarangs, using them as cover to quickly close the distance and engage in melee combat. Bain nimbly dodged all the batarangs, preparing to face the player in hand-to-hand combat.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yue was just feinting. In the instant she passed Bane, the player used the grappling hook to propel herself vertically into the air.

—Who wants to fight with a semi-trailer truck? I'm outta here.

Bane turned to grab Batman's cape, but just as his fingertips touched it, the Batmobile suddenly sprang out from the shadows. Caught off guard, Bane was thrown back and slammed into a wall.

"Bang—" Bane's body collided violently with the wall, producing a dull, resonant sound, and dust rose and fell from the old wall.

The moment Bane reached out and yanked the bat cape, Wen Yue's heart skipped a beat. This time, the player didn't loosen the buckle again. Fortunately, Dick arrived in the Batmobile just in time for the thrilling moment.

Once away from the battlefield, Wen Yue began to worry about Dick. She was afraid that Bane would get up and punch the Batmobile to pieces, leaving Robin and Dick inside with nowhere to run. She quickly turned on her headset and, with time running out, sent a short command to Dick: "Retreat immediately, Robin."

Wen Yue stood on the rooftop, only breathing a sigh of relief after watching the Batmobile depart. She used her grappling hook to continue running away from the main battlefield. Bane was waiting for the player; the player should call their teammates to surround and weaken him. Just now, they had used his weaknesses to attack his strengths; now, with distance created, it was the player's Batman territory.

The grappling hook secured itself to the roof of the opposite building, automatically reeling in the rope. Wen Yue was lifted into the air and gracefully glided down the predetermined path towards the opposite building. However, without warning, a strong sense of weightlessness suddenly swept over her halfway down.

The cloak billowed and billowed in the rapidly descending airflow, and Wen Yue suddenly looked up—

Wait, something's not right. I was supposed to slide to the other side, so why did I slide to the ground?

Help! Who shot my rope?

Is this game a guaranteed loss?

A spiritual fluctuation, like a reflection in water or a flower in a mirror, slowly spread out, and Wen Yue saw a scene from God's perspective. Thousands of miles away, a familiar figure used a sniper rifle to score twice, hitting the grappling hook rope with perfect accuracy. The true sharpshooter, Silent, reappeared, making his presence felt once more.

Players can fly freely, but they'll take the blame if anything goes wrong. A silent pursuer follows, ready to strike when the opportunity arises. What kind of play is this? She escapes, he chases, and Batman can't escape? Although the player Batman is brave and fearless, how come he's not tired after fighting all night!

Players get increased evasion, enemies get increased pursuit. It seems like I'm facing a deadly chain of kills today; the deadly challenges keep coming one after another. Are they determined to force players to suffer a death sentence and restart the game today?

Although the player wanted to land like a superhero, it wasn't in such a completely unprepared situation; that's not landing, that's falling from a building.

As the camera panned downwards, Wen Yue returned to reality. The scene that had just flashed through her mind was merely a fleeting moment in reality. The player's figure continued to fall unimpeded in mid-air.

"Superman—" At this point, there's no time to hold back anymore. Wen Yue unleashed her ultimate move: calling for backup. Batman and Superman must have dealt with the nuclear bomb by now, right? If they haven't, they'll be dealing with the players' mangled corpses.

You can doubt a player's skill, but you can't doubt their ability to call for backup. The wind whistled in her ears, her heart pounded in her chest, and Wen Yue plunged headfirst into a solid, warm, and incredibly safe embrace.

Almost the instant the shout fell, Superman appeared. Wen Yue's descent came to an abrupt halt, and she breathed a sigh of relief. What a close call; she almost ended up like Batman.

(In the Silent comics, Batman was also tricked by Silent in this way. His grappling hook rope was shot and snapped. The sudden accident gave Batman no time to react, and he fell from a high building and was seriously injured and rushed to the hospital.)

Superman arrived just in time, though his scooping-over-the-knees and horizontal carry made Wen Yue feel a little awkward. But given the urgency of the situation, it was understandable that Superman couldn't attend to anything else.

"Thanks, the first aid was very successful." Her tense body was finally relieved from the intense battle. Wen Yue smiled slightly, looked up to express her gratitude, and then realized that something was wrong: Wait a minute, it doesn't seem to be the Superman that the player originally wanted to call.

"You're welcome." Superman smiled, his eyes as deep and bright as the starry sky behind him, his curly black hair softening his sharp, angular features. His red cape fluttered in the wind, blurring his unapproachable divine aura under his bright smile, subtly closing the distance between them.

He's not a superhero from another world; he's the original, local superhero of this world.

"Sorry, I seem to be a little late." Another Superman appeared in mid-air, scratching his head sheepishly and smiling sheepishly, his searching gaze shifting between the player Batman and the local Superman.

"No, you've come at the perfect time. I was counting on you to collect my corpse." Wen Yue chuckled, arms crossed, and said sarcastically. Relying on this belated Superman, the players would be reduced to pieces, scattered like apple pies, impossible to piece together.

Batman's hoarse, deep voice came through the earpiece at just the right moment: "It's over. Bane's taken care of. I'll send him to Arkham first..."

"Wait a minute." Jason's voice came from the same channel. "Silence has also been dealt with by Damian and me. Let's send them in together." Jason sent the location.

"Received, arriving in one minute," Batman replied succinctly.

Having someone else play for you is so awesome! This game was carried by the otherworldly Batman and the scattered Bat family, and the player is already lying down and ready to go.

"Bruce, are you alright?" Damian sent a concerned greeting over the channel, addressing Wen Yue.

"Not bad, a close call." Wen Yue replied cheerfully as she connected to the group chat microphone. The relaxed players finally had a chance to ask the others, "How are you guys? Damian, Jason, and Dick?"

"We're doing great. Silent is no match for Jason and me," Damian stated confidently. Few people know that Silent is not only a sharpshooter but also a master of hand-to-hand combat. However, with the perfect teamwork of the two assassins from the League of Assassins, Silent was undoubtedly defeated and bound like a mummy.

“Raven and I are doing very well too,” Dick replied excitedly, his tone rising.

"Raven?" The player was genuinely taken aback. How did Raven come into the picture? She wasn't originally part of the plan. "You were in the Batmobile with Raven?"

"Yeah, don't worry, you can trust my driving skills." Dick's confident pat on the chest almost conjured up the image of a spoiled brat who knew nothing of the world.

What are your driving skills? Like the driving skills you have for bumper cars at an amusement park? Three black lines appeared on the player's forehead as he silently added Dick, who was driving without a license, to the Batmobile's banned list.

"How long are you planning to keep hugging?" Jason interjected, his tone odd. "With a sniper rifle scope magnified to high definition, you can see two Supermen circling around you from way out. Aren't you going to get down anytime soon?"

"Right away, right away." Even with Superman's heightened hearing, he couldn't block out the easily audible voice in the headset. Almost the instant Wen Yue finished speaking, Superman, who had been hovering in mid-air, slowly descended and placed the player on the ground. The other Superman followed suit.

"Tonight's patrol is almost finished. Everyone, head straight back to Wayne Manor after you're done." Ending the call in her earpiece, Wen Yue turned to look at the local Superman, her smile radiant, and sincerely invited, "Would you mind joining us at the victory celebration at Wayne Manor?"

Da Chao was taken aback for a moment, then broke into a gentle smile: "It's my pleasure."

At Wayne Manor, Jason frowned as he bandaged Wen Yue's wound. After being ambushed by Bane and Silent, the player was forced into strenuous activity, and blood gushed from the wound on his shoulder, almost soaking the front half of his bodysuit.

"We should have made a few more holes in Silent's body," Jason said regretfully.

"If you keep poking him, he'll turn into a hedgehog." Wen Yue had heard about Silence's miserable state earlier, and now he's been rushed to the hospital. This shows how powerful Jason and Damian are. The Fourth Calamity was secretly pleased: Silence got his just desserts; he was too ruthless and got punished.

This time, Wen Yue had a 100% participation rate in the team fight and took 100% of the damage. Throughout the entire process, the player only got hit. It's not like the player was the only one in the team fight, so why were they chasing and killing the player? It seems like the player was set up.

The local Superman seamlessly blended into the Wayne family's victory celebration. During the banquet, Wen Yue introduced Batman and Superman, the two visitors from another world, to the local Superman, explaining that Superman was his counterpart from another world.

The players' reputation hadn't been ruined by the local superstar yet. The two hit it off immediately and chatted happily, talking freely and even mentioning the formation of the Justice League.

They agreed to team up again for the next team battle. Wen Yue had found herself an invincible teammate—capable of being both a main DPS and a tank, and if all else failed, using Superman's steel body as a shield would be a good alternative. The brave enjoy the world first, Wen Yue envisioned the future: in future team battles, the local Superman would be there to protect them, and the players could just relax in the back.