Chapter 62 Jinjiang Exclusive Published

Tim landed on the top floor of Gotham University's tallest building in Burnley, having jumped out of the Batplane.

This sudden appearance of the statue is now located in the square in front of Gotham University.

This is a junction of roads extending in all directions. Directly behind the statue is Gotham University, on the left is Gotham Charity General Hospital, on the right is the apartment complex, and directly in front of it is the block a few hundred meters away——

It's Crime Alley.

Separated by several abandoned apartments and a river, there is the university on one side and people who have no chance to enter the university on the other.

There is no night in Crime Alley, so the sudden appearance of the statue naturally surprised many people. When Tim turned on his phone, he noticed that there were already photos circulating on the Internet.

The central thoroughfare where the statue is located was originally a private market, where small vendors pushed carts to sell goods. However, it was adjacent to the chaotic crime alley and soon fell into decline. Tim remembered that the place was finally reclaimed. Black Mask owns it, and since Black Mask is in jail, his property should still belong to him.

A giant statue of Batman appeared in the abandoned square belonging to Black Mask, and it was still in this posture... Tim thought about it in Black Mask's place, and he would definitely be furious.

It was raining heavily. Tim wiped the rain off his forehead and looked at the statue -

The statue in front of me is nearly twenty meters tall, to be precise, 187 meters high, but his posture is half kneeling.

The statue is kneeling on one knee, with one hand stretched forward and the palm spread out, as if waiting for a thin child to put his hand into his palm.

"Has Bruce ever been so affectionate?"

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

Tim glanced at those who were trying to get close to the statue, but the shadow Batman left on others was too profound. They were afraid of him, and even afraid of the immovable statue. Moreover, this giant statue that suddenly appeared might have some What's so weird about it?

Even if you tell them that the statue will directly transform into a giant Batman, maybe some people will believe it!

So they only dared to wait and see, not dare to step forward.

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

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

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

She saw Tim.

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

Tim shot out the hook lock 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. When he turned his head, he could see that cute horse. The pony made a circle, jumped up, stepped on the statue's open hand, and then ran along the arm to the shoulder.

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

——The girl used her coat to cover the paper bag containing the hamburger and winked at him.

["Next time I see you, I'll bring you a burger."]

She really didn't break her promise.

Weiwei fell off the horse. Her white pony White was a good girl. Even at such a height, it was not anxious at all, but 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?" Vivi jumped on the spot, "White can't take me to the top of Batman's head, it would be too difficult."

Tim shrugged: "I won't help until you tell me what you want to go up for."

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

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

Because it was Weiwei who came, Tim himself didn't notice it. His attitude was much more relaxed than before - he trusted Weiwei and she would not do bad things. She had proved this with her practical actions.

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

When her body exceeded the height of the Batman statue's head, she let go of the balloon in her right hand, and countless balloons flew in all directions of the city under the beating of rain.

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

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

Vivi was facing away from him, wrapping the string of the balloon around Batman's ear. When she saw Tim, she waved rudely: "Are you coming to help?"

"Are you going to use these balloons to transport this statue away?" Tim squatted next to her, frowning. "I have to say, if it falls, at least half the street will be damaged."

"Why must there be a reason?" Weiwei said while working, "I just found a balloon in my hand when I saw the statue, so I wanted to use it to decorate Batman's ears."

"If you really need a reason," Weiwei turned her head and stared at him, her expression was pure confusion, "Because it's interesting, 'interesting' is the reason..."

She continued to work and casually said: "Why so serious?"

For Weiwei, completing the main line and doing tasks are playing games, and now making some "decorations" for the Batman statue is also playing games. Isn't playing games for fun?

"This sentence almost made me ptsd...Okay, I'm kidding," when Weiwei heard his muttering and turned her head in confusion, Tim changed the subject, "You know who put this statue."

"-Okay, don't hesitate, you just know, your expression has betrayed you," Tim didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "mrc?"

Weiwei paused.

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

Of course she was not questioning!

It was an interview, an interview! Although one person used multiple identities, Weiwei found that although her style of doing things was basically the same, she was a different image in the eyes of others - the system prompt also proved this.

And Weiwei couldn't locate what Mr. C's identity was, because the system didn't provide her with it - she created this "Mr. C" from scratch, so she wanted to ask other people about the script in their minds to find some inspiration.

Gotham's NPCs seem to be good at brain supplements.

"Hmm..." Tim met Weiwei's gaze, and he suddenly realized that this was a good opportunity to collect intelligence, "What do you think? What kind of person is Mr. C?"

How did he hit the ball back?

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

"He wants to save Gotham. Although he sometimes seems to be unscrupulous, his original intention has not changed, but he is always misunderstood..."

What's wrong with her using props to control NPCs, and cheating NPCs' money? Compared with other players, she doesn't know how much lawful goodness she is, but her reputation is still neutral and evil. Aren't the NPCs too much! ?

"He... is actually an existence that you can't understand, so the way of thinking will be different, but everyone's goal is to save Gotham, why can't we have a good talk?"

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

Tim only asked her one sentence: "Then is Mr. C willing to sit down with us and talk? I think Batman is also willing to treat him to a hamburger."

Weiwei immediately showed a look of rejection.

She was more worried that Mr. C, a useless beauty with no skills, would be ripped out of his heart with one hand-especially because he was not a human at all, and Batman's principle of not killing did not work on 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 I say more or less? Vivi hesitated, and found that Robin's expression changed again. She immediately said vaguely: "Not too much."

"I'll tell you what Mr. C looks like in my eyes--" The burger in his hand has cooled down. Tim lifted his hair and stared at the girl in front of him seriously.

The girl's eyes were full of expectations. She seemed to really want to get Tim's approval.

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

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

The balloon swayed in the wind and rain, adding a touch of bright color to the gray Gotham.

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

Weiwei: "..."

Tim continued: "When we play games, we will like the characters we control, think they are cute, 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 a time when the game is boring, for this city, for you."

Weiwei subconsciously retorted: "No, he loves Gotham..."

"Are you sure?" Tim said.

Weiwei was not sure, there was no Mr. C, no matter which character was herself, and Tim was clearly an NPC, but he almost said her identity, although the term "playing games" was just an analogy.

Weiwei can be sure that she loves the city of Gotham now, and she is full of immersion when playing games, but she can't be sure of her future self... After owning other games and experiencing other lives, will she still remember this game?

So she can't say "sure", because this is a future tense, she can't guarantee the future now.

So Tim won.

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, and Little Ma White came over and rubbed his forehead against her palm, while Tim beside him sighed: "I suggest you think about it, Weiwei, in fact, you can--"

The second half 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.

[You get the side copy: Arkham Asylum]

[Copy description: Under the deliberate conspiracy of the prisoners, 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, be careful of Poison Ivy's trap]

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

[Boss 3: Joker, why--so--serious? 】

【The dungeon has been opened. Players have 10 minutes to recruit teammates. During this period, teammates share their achievements】

【Good luck! 】

The author has something to say: After 200,000 words, the heroine of the pseudonymous novel finally realized that she should play the pseudonymous character.

Before that, she wants to see what scripts the NPCs have written for her.

Note: "why so serious" is a famous saying of Ugly.

Note: Gotham University is actually in the west, and Crime Alley is in the east. This is a private setting.

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