Tim landed on the top floor of the tallest building at Gothenburg University in Burnley, having jumped from the Batplane.

This sudden statue now stands in the square in front of the Göttingen University.

This is a well-connected road junction. Behind the statue is the Göttingen University, to the left is the Göttingen Charity General Hospital, to the right is an apartment complex, and in front of it is a street a few hundred meters away -

It's Crime Alley.

Across a few abandoned apartments and a river, on one side is the university, and on the other side are the people who have no chance to go to university.

There is no night in Crime Alley. The sudden appearance of the statue naturally surprised many people. When Tim turned on his phone, he noticed that photos had already been circulated on the Internet.

The main street where the statue is located was originally a private market, where vendors pushed carts to sell goods. However, this place was adjacent to the chaotic Crime Alley after all, and it soon fell into decline. Tim remembered that this place was eventually taken over by Black Mask, and since Black Mask was in prison, his property should still belong to him.

A giant statue of Batman appeared in the abandoned square that belonged to Black Mask, and it was in this posture... Tim put himself in Black Mask's shoes and thought about it. He would definitely be furious.

The rain was pouring down. Tim wiped the rain off his forehead and followed the statue's gaze.

The statue in front of me is nearly twenty meters high, to be exact, 18.7 meters high, but he is in a half-kneeling position.

The statue is kneeling on one knee, with one hand stretched forward with an open palm, as if waiting for a skinny child to put his hand into his palm.

"Has Bruce ever been so tender?"

Of course, when Batman is Bruce Wayne, when he faces the weak and visits the orphans sponsored by the Wayne Foundation, he always has the patience to get along with them and talk to them, but when he is Batman, he will close himself off.

Tim scanned those who tried to approach the statue, but the shadow cast by Batman on others was too deep. They were afraid of him, even more so than they were afraid of the motionless statue. Besides, maybe there was something strange about this giant statue that suddenly appeared?

Even if you tell them that this statue will instantly transform into a giant Batman, some people might believe it!

So they could only watch and not step forward.

But before that, Tim sat on the rooftop and made a phone call - he probably had to find a way to buy the square from Black Mask.

A strange sound pierced the barrier created by the rain. Tim was stunned for a moment and stood up. The sound of horse hooves disappeared at this moment.

He saw a white horse passing through the apartment area. It must be a racing horse, and there was a person sitting on the horse. A large bundle of colorful balloons was tied to her wrist, and the bundle of balloons was swaying in the rain.

She saw Tim.

But she quickly lowered her head, pulled the reins, and the white horse turned around, and the sound of horse hooves gradually faded away.

Tim shot out the hook and stepped on the shoulder of the Batman statue. He knocked on the statue and suddenly looked up. The sound of horse hooves was approaching again, and this time it was not far away. He turned his head and saw that the cute pony made a circle, jumped up directly, stepped on the open palm of the statue, and then ran along the arm to the shoulder.

Now Robin was half squatting and Vivi was sitting on the horse, so he had to look up at her.

—The girl shielded the paper bag containing the hamburger with her coat and winked at him.

[“Next time I see you, I’ll bring you a burger.”]

She really did keep her promise.

Weiwei got off the horse. Her white pony White was a good girl. Even at such a height, it was not anxious at all. Instead, it stood there waiting for her.

"Here," she pushed the burger to Robin in front of her, "For the sake of the burger, can you do me a favor?"

Tim looked at her before taking the paper bag: "You want to go up?"

"Is it obvious?" Weiwei jumped on the spot, "Whitey can't take me to the top of Batman's head, that's too difficult."

Tim shrugged. "I won't help you until you tell me why you want to go up there."

Weiwei was shocked: "You just took my burger!"

"But I gave you three hundred dollars before," he raised a finger and gestured, "three hundred dollars for two burgers?"

Because it was Vivi who came, Tim himself didn't realize that his attitude was a lot more relaxed than before - he trusted Vivi and believed that she would not do anything bad, and she had proved this with her actual actions all along.

He would not refuse to help, but the girl glanced at him sideways and touched the bracelet on her left hand with her right hand, which was tied with dozens of balloons. At this time, she grabbed with her right hand, and a handful of balloons appeared. At the same time, she took a step forward and jumped up. Under the combined effect of buoyancy and wind - she calculated that the wind would come - Vivi flew up.

When her body was taller than the head of the Batman statue, she released the balloons in her right hand, and countless balloons flew in all directions of the city under the beating of raindrops.

She doesn't need help, she can do it herself.

Tim tilted his head and smiled, then used the hook to pull himself up.

Weiwei was winding the balloon string around Batman's ear with her back to him. When she saw Tim, she waved her hand unceremoniously: "Do you want to help?"

"Are you trying to use these balloons to move this statue?" Tim crouched beside her, frowning. "I have to say that if it falls, at least half of the street will be affected."

"Why does it have to be a reason?" Weiwei said as she worked, "I just saw the statue and found a balloon in my hand, so I wanted to use it to decorate Batman's ears."

"If you really need a reason," Weiwei turned and stared at him with a look of pure confusion, "because it's interesting. 'Interesting' is the reason..."

She continued to work and casually asked, "Why so serious?"

For Weiwei, completing the main storyline and completing tasks is playing the game. Now, adding some "decoration" to the Batman statue is also playing the game. Isn't the purpose of playing games to have fun?

"That almost gave me PTSD... OK, I'm just kidding," Tim changed the subject when Weiwei turned her head in confusion after hearing his muttering, "You know who put this statue there, right?"

"——Okay, don't hesitate, you just know that your expression has already betrayed you," Tim said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Mr. C?"

Weiwei paused.

She pulled the scarf with one hand to cover the lower half of her face, but her eyes were serious and she grabbed Tim's arm: "What do you think of Mr. C?"

Of course she wasn't questioning!

It's an interview, an interview! Although one person uses multiple identities, Weiwei found that although her style of doing things is basically the same, in the eyes of others, she is a different image - the system prompt also proves this point.

Weiwei couldn't determine the identity of Mr. C because the system didn't provide her with one - she created this "Mr. C" from scratch, so she wanted to ask other people for some inspiration.

The NPCs in Gotan seem to be quite good at brain-filling.

"Hmm..." Tim met Weiwei's gaze. He suddenly realized that this was a good opportunity to gather intelligence. "In your eyes, what kind of person is Mr. C?"

How did you get the ball back?

Anyway, C is her. Weiwei frowned and simply began to describe herself from the perspective of others: "Of course she is a good person."

"He wants to save Gotan. Although he may seem unscrupulous at times, his original intention has not changed. However, he is always misunderstood..."

What's wrong with her using props to control NPCs? What's wrong with cheating NPCs out of their money? Compared to other players, she is so lawful and good, but her reputation is still neutral and evil. Aren't these NPCs too much! ?

"He... is actually someone you can't understand, so your way of thinking is different, but everyone's goal is to save Gotan, so why can't we have a good talk?"

Of course, players are beings that NPCs don't understand; they are not the same species at all!

Tim only asked her one question: "Would Mr. C be willing to sit down with us and talk? I think Batman would be happy to treat him to a burger."

Weiwei immediately showed a look of rejection.

She was more worried about the useless beauty Mr. C who had no skills and had his heart ripped out by one hand - especially since he was not human at all, and Batman's no-killing principle did not apply to non-humans.

Tim shrugged.

"So you don't know him at all, Vivi," he said. "You only see what he wants you to see. How many times have you died?"

In this case, should we say it is more or less? Weiwei hesitated for a moment, and then noticed that Robin's expression changed again. She immediately said vaguely, "Not too much."

"Let me tell you what Mr. C looks like in my eyes—" The burger in his hand had already cooled down. Tim pushed aside his hair and stared intently at the girl in front of him.

The girl's eyes were filled with expectation, and she seemed to really want Tim's approval.

But Tim believed that he would cruelly shatter the world in her mind.

"This world is just a game to him." Although he had some guesses in his mind, Weiwei used "he" and Tim did not use "him" to refer to the gentleman, "and he thinks that you are the game character he controls."

The balloons swayed in the wind and rain, adding a touch of bright color to the gloomy Gotha.

But he saw the shock in the girl's pupils. The rain fell from the sky, streaking across her forehead and slowly flowing down from the corners of her eyes.

Weiwei: “…”

Tim continued, "When we play games, we like the characters we control, we think they are cute, we provide them with equipment, dress them up beautifully, let them overcome difficulties like warriors, and then win the cheers of victory - but there will always be times when the game becomes boring, for this city, for you."

Weiwei subconsciously retorted: "No, he loves Brother Tan..."

"Are you sure?" Tim said.

But Weiwei was unsure. There was no Mr. C. All the characters were herself, and Tim was clearly an NPC, but he almost revealed her identity, although the term "playing games" was just an analogy.

Weiwei is sure that she loves the city of Gotam now, and she feels very immersed in the game, but she is not sure about herself in the future... After owning other games and experiencing other lives, will she still remember this game?

So she can't say "sure" because it is in the future tense and she can't guarantee the future now.

So Tim wins.

But Weiwei also won - she knew how Mr. C was perceived by others, and she achieved her goal.

"Your burger is cold," she said. "Remember to heat it up if you want to eat it."

Weiwei waved her hand, and Little Pony White came over and rubbed his forehead against her palm, while Tim beside her sighed: "I suggest you think about it, Weiwei, you can actually--"

The rest of his sentence was swallowed up by the explosion.

The fierce fire in the distance almost illuminated the entire city, and also illuminated the faces of the two people.

[You get the side quest: Arkham Asylum]

[Instance description: Under the prisoners' deliberate plan, Arkham Asylum was blown up, the prisoners escaped, and Batman was injured... It is not difficult to capture ordinary prisoners, but it is obvious that the prisoners in Arkham are not ordinary. Let's see what difficulties you will encounter——]

[Boss 1: Poison Ivy, go to Robinson Park, beware of Poison Ivy's trap]

[Boss 2: Bain, are you sure you can defeat him head-on now? ]

[Boss 3: Xiao Chou, why——so——serious? ]

[The instance has been opened. Players have 10 minutes to recruit teammates. During this period, teammates will share their achievements.]

【Good luck! 】