Chapter 52 The nuclear bomb was set off with fireworks and immediately cremated.



Chapter 52 The nuclear bomb was set off with fireworks and immediately cremated.

Gotham's dark side is stirring, with hidden supervillains lurking. Elliott, aka Silent, was broken out of prison and has since escaped without a trace, while Bane remains in hiding. Batman can no longer simply disappear; otherwise, players fear these Arkham fan club members will turn the entire city upside down.

Now that the situation in Gotham has improved, most of the ordinary prisoners who escaped have been captured by Harley Quinn's team and returned to Arkham or Blackgate. With unlimited money and advanced technology, Gotham has been effectively quelled of chaos in a short time. The remaining villains are the big fish—top supervillains who even Batman finds trouble with and are evenly matched with Harley Quinn's team. Players are really worried about Harley Quinn's team failing, so they might as well take their money and head home.

Besides, after working so long, Harley's team deserves a holiday break. As a conscientious capitalist, the player never hesitates to spend money, allocating bonuses to the team members. Starting tonight, the player will take over night patrols and criminal apprehension duties.

Wen Yue released the Mudman from Arkham. In fact, the biggest mistake the Mudman has made so far is breaking into a prison. Thanks to the players' timely arrival, there were no casualties. It is suspicious that the punishment is too severe and that the man's long imprisonment is not commensurate with his crime.

Wen Yue herself wasn't a devil. Kind-hearted players, unable to bear it, reunited Mudface with Harley Quinn's team, warning Mudface that Batman would be watching him closely, and if he committed crimes again, he would be immediately sent to Arkham to continue his babbling and be electrocuted into an idiot. Mudface, furious but unable to speak out, could only walk away dejectedly.

The disguise and true identity are irrelevant now. Players will no longer use the Red Robin identity; it's time to return it to its rightful owner. Besides, what difference does it make if Harley's team knows Batman hired them using the Red Robin disguise? In fact, Harley might have some suspicions about the players' thorough understanding of the criminals and their uncanny ability to guide them behind the scenes during their time helping Batman clean up Gotham. It's just a tacit understanding—seeing through it but not saying it.

Most importantly, the issue of Batman's vest being revealed is something to be considered only in the next collaboration with Harley Quinn; players shouldn't be anxious or worried about it in advance.

As night fell, the long-absent bat-nano armor covered Wen Yue's entire body, and the player Batman reappeared, arrogantly making his presence felt. This time, the player chose to appear openly and conspicuously, intending to lure Bane out of hiding and make him show himself.

Batmobile No. 3 crossed the puddles and disappeared into a deserted, shadowy corner. The uneven ground, neglected for years, was filled with puddles of varying depths. The continuous rain after nightfall filled the air of the entire city with moisture.

The familiar rainy night, the familiar dock, the familiar contraband, and the familiar Lex Group logo.

At this moment, Wen Yue couldn't help but sigh that big companies have such a wide range of businesses. They are recklessly testing the limits of the law with prohibited items. Whether Leigh is a villain or not has already been judged. Last time it was kryptonite, and this time it's weapons. It's just not over yet. Batman's iron fist of justice is not to be underestimated. Players don't always give up. If Gotham is really blown up, the players will never let him off the hook.

The gang members responsible for transporting LexCorp's new wide-range weaponry are Penguin's men. Penguin has been incredibly arrogant lately; Blackgate can't contain him, Arkham has volunteered for the mission, and player Batman has decided to take him down tonight.

The task of combating the weapons transport at the docks is assigned to Robin Dick, while the task of investigating and recovering a wide range of weapons is assigned to the player, Batman.

Under the cover of darkness, Robin surrounded the delivery team from the outside. The gang members convulsed as they were systematically electrocuted, while the last leader received a special greeting from Robin.

Caught off guard, the leader was electrocuted, knocked to the ground, and brutally beaten. He angrily got up, still unaware of what was happening, and shouted, "Where did this brat come from? Does he want a beating? Do you know who I am? How dare you sneak up on me? I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget! You don't want to live anymore!"

After the leader finished speaking, he noticed his underlings who were sprawled on the ground, convulsing. At the same time, a huge, ferocious, and terrifying bat shadow slowly appeared behind Robin.

The leader immediately fell silent and lay back on the ground, covering his head with his hands and continuing to silently endure the beating from the little brat. Whether it was the Deathstroke version or the player version of Batman, was he, a mere cannon fodder, someone who could afford to mess with them?

Forget it, being hit by a fully equipped, super-strong kid does hurt a bit, but it's still better than Batman himself getting punched to the bone, and not daring to fight back or retaliate at all. I'm scared!

The batarang in the player Batman's hand gleamed coldly in the dim light, its intimidating effect being the only source of its chilling glow in the shadows.

(The leader, facing his companions' questions afterward: Actually, I had a gun hidden in my pocket. Guess why I didn't pull it out? Given the choice between being beaten by a middle school student in a red t-shirt and green shorts, or by a seven-foot-tall guy in leather armor whose arms, made of anger and fear, were as thick as tree trunks, do you think I wouldn't know which to choose? Those who say I'm a coward, if you're so capable, then you do it!)

Wen Yue makes her true form, dressed as a giant black bat. Although the player doesn't have a clone that can be remotely controlled, they have a limited-time logistics Batman and an emergency call-to-action Superman. With powerful backers and absolute force, the player's Batman configuration is invincible and fearless.

Overconfident players declared that dealing with Gotham's dark forces was entirely under their control, and even defeating Bane would be a piece of cake. Night patrols would proceed as usual, taking down one at a time, two at a time.

After cracking down on the illegal trade at the docks, Wen Yue contacted the Gotham City Police Department to take over the follow-up work, and then took Dick to the Penguin Gang.

Sitting in the Batmobile, Dick was extremely excited, cheering, "I can play all day long!"

What kind of outrageous statement is this? Wen Yue could only mourn for the criminals, but how much could a child possibly hit? All the criminals should just let Dick get a proper beating—the Fourth Calamity selectively forgets Dick's title of "Mighty Robin." Player Schrödinger's morality flickers in and out.

The Iceberg Restaurant exudes elegance with its classical music, smooth marble floors, and soft lighting that creates a warm ambiance. The bright color scheme contrasts sharply with the dark and gloomy atmosphere of the Penguin's office.

"Batman, why are you only coming now? Why didn't you wait until I was dead!" The Penguin, sitting behind his desk, spoke in a low voice, his resentment running deep.

"?" That mournful look gave Wen Yue goosebumps. The player Batman lowered his voice and asked sternly, "Cobbler, what tricks are you playing?" What was going on? If the Penguin was trying to annoy the player, then he had succeeded.

The Penguin sighed sadly, his words filled with profound loss: "My nuclear bomb was stolen by Bane."

"!" A nuclear bomb? Is it the nuclear bomb the players are thinking of?

Wen Yue slammed the penguin against the wall. "Tell me honestly, how many dangerous weapons do you have left?" This guy is such a sucker, he can't even guard his stuff. He should just be a law-abiding player, why is he collecting so many dangerous weapons? The shipment at the docks isn't even finished yet, and now he's telling me he has nuclear bombs? And to make matters worse, they got stolen. I suggest he change careers and become an honest person, handing over all his dangerous goods to the players for safekeeping. The players will protect them for him.

“I only have one nuclear bomb, what other dangerous weapons would I have? Besides, I mainly bought the nuclear bomb for deterrence, one is enough, isn’t it?” The Penguin acted in a cooperative manner, expressing his loyalty to Batman without hesitation.

That last explanation was superfluous and made him seem too guilty. That damned penguin definitely had more than one nuclear bomb. Wen Yue tightened her grip. "You've talked too much. How many more are there?" Quickly tell the truth.

"Two, two is fine, right? I only have two." The pressure gradually increased, and the penguin felt it was difficult to breathe, so he quickly shouted his explanation.

“That was too fast, more than that.” Wen Yue stabbed a batarang into the wall next to the Penguin’s neck, just touching his skin. The Penguin felt a sharp, cold pain in his neck. “You’re testing my patience.”

"Three, three... This time it's really over." The Penguin stammered, trembling. All the ultimate moves he had saved up for a lifetime were gone in an instant. He really had used them all; he had no more (ultimate) moves left.

Wen Yue didn't speak again, nodded slightly, released the penguin, and gave Robin beside her a look.

Dick stepped forward resolutely, silently raised the Cali stick, and gave the unsuspecting Penguin a series of electric shocks. Then he swung the Cali stick and beat the man mercilessly. "Will you talk? Will you talk? Confess now!"

"Ah—oh! Stop hitting me, I confess, I confess! Really... really, just three!" The penguin convulsed as he bravely tried to clear his name.

Wen Yue's eyes twitched. Hadn't she just given a confirming look? Had she given the wrong hint? Why did Dick rush over and start torturing her?

"Stop hitting him, he's telling the truth. Let's send him to Arkham next." Seeing that Dick was getting more and more excited as he hit him, Wen Yue quickly stopped the child and sent the bruised and swollen penguin back to Arkham for treatment.

According to the Penguin, he possessed three nuclear bombs. One was stolen by Bane, another was sold to a mysterious person, but the buyer's identity was unknown. The last one was hidden in the Penguin Gang's underground armory, which the players had already discovered.

Three nuclear bombs are like two landmines—one explodes now, the other in the future. Players are urging the Penguin to stop selling nuclear bombs; they suggest just planting landmines. Who can plant them as many as they can? It's impossible to defend against them, artificially increasing the drop rate across the entire map and raising the difficulty of the Gotham instance. Before coming here, players thought it would be a melee battle against Bane; nobody told them it was an item-based battle.

Sending the Penguin to Arkham Asylum to get his brains fixed is urgent. Leaving him out in the open risks him getting another spark, which would be disastrous. If he gets another spark, he'll be cremated immediately. While the Penguin didn't intend to blow up Gotham, he's definitely going to cause players trouble. If we don't send the Penguin to see a psychiatrist, he'll send all of Gotham's citizens to see the Great Sage Emancipation Prophet.

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