Bat Fight Simulator

"I don't have any bad intentions. I just want to give those owls who like surprises a big surprise." The system judged it as a half-living creature for the first time, with the attribute of human, and it cannot be put into the backpack.

After Messiah's logical modification and the obvious success of the dice roll, it has been successfully judged as a dead object for the second time, with the attribute of corpse.

Messiah thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "Can I pack them up and take them away with the coffin?"

It has been shown that it can be put into the backpack, and it is prompted that this item contains Dionysus factor, and it can also be resold to the system for card drawing ticket fragments.

Dick typed a question mark again, but he still said in a good temper, "Just do it as you like."

Grayson sympathized with them, but as I said, he was Claw, not a vigilante. Now he is at most a pseudo-Nightwing stuffed with Claw, without such an overflowing sense of justice and compassion.

So he did it as he said, and stuffed the coffins into his system backpack one by one. One coffin occupied one grid. Click to see the name, gender and brief past of the Claw lying inside.

The diligent players quickly emptied all the freezers, and it was just like plucking feathers from a passing goose.

There were still a lot of coffins, filling up the backpack, but it was still enough. The player didn't plan to sell them to the system. Who would sell them normally? It wasn't like there were only physical, psychological and spiritual bodies left inside. He also had to prevent the system from stealing his coffins, so he wrote a firewall to block it.

System:?

Do you want to see what you are doing.

Why are there still players writing firewalls to protect against operators? Where is the morality? Where is the respect? Where is the loophole in the firewall?

Messiah doesn't care what the system thinks. These claws are his trophies, and they belong to him. No one can take his reward.

Thinking about it this way, the Court of Owls is really rich. Although the furnishings in many places are very bad, and the layout is even worse, it drops claws!

Dick looked up at the empty freezer, and then at the time. It was already noon. The players were indeed working diligently, stealing, no, picking up the dropped items one by one. He could imagine what the white-masked guys would look like when night fell and they saw that there was not a single claw left.

He had been trained and usually wouldn't laugh unless it was really funny. Dick couldn't help but suppress the corners of his mouth to try to make his expression serious, but then he found that he couldn't suppress it, so he simply laughed even more gloatingly.

There were actually alarms and trouble detection devices on the coffins, which were high-tech that could be seen from the surface. Also, because the claws were considered important assets of the Court of Owls, but the players only picked up the dropped items, not robbed or stolen, so they just hacked those devices through the system.

So the system is really very useful as a computer, but the guy who didn't know whether it was a notification or customer service number two was quite annoying.

It's like a very functional mobile phone with an assistant elf that can't be uninstalled. For people who don't need it, it really doesn't need to exist, but it exists, and likes to be smart, which is annoying to look at.

The player thought that since he was here, he didn't need some unlucky things, but the interior of the Owl Court was indeed very luxurious. Those beautiful candlesticks or gold and silver jewelry decorations or paintings could also be packed and taken away, and then sold to make money. Isn't this a way to make a fortune?

These things are indeed dead objects, and they have no special properties. Just add decorations to the notes, and then they can all be stuffed into the same grid.

Dick's smile choked, and he spoke in a somewhat speechless tone.

"Are you short of money?"

He looked at the player who was using a clawed knife to pick the night pearl, and even felt a little weak and a little funny. As a result, picking the pearl was not the most outrageous. After pulling the entire underground building around, it was like the blood awakening, and the Messiah had reached the point of starting to scrape the ground.

"Hi? Hi?" Dick asked again when he saw that the Messiah, who was concentrating on scraping the ground, did not respond.

"Ah!" The player who was a little slow to respond to scraping the ground responded. He had already fully controlled all the alarms, defenses, and operating systems of this building.

Now it is true that coming to the Court of Owls is as warm and free as going home. Even if you tap dance or striptease here, no one will notice.

"Are you short of money?" Dick asked again helplessly.

If Messiah could see, he might look at Dick with a look of disappointment.

"But it's not a question of whether you are short of money or not."

"It's a question of us having no money at all now."

He felt that Dick might really have no concept of money. After all, before resurrection, there was Gotham's richest man, Night Owl, and in the previous universe, there was another Gotham richest man, Bruce.

But they have come to a new universe, so how can a new richest man be randomly refreshed to support them?

Two people, one big and one small, the player who is only six months old can only shoulder the responsibility of supporting the family.

Name: Messiah

Age: Seedling

Occupation: Caster

Stats: [Life E] [Agility C] [Strength E] [Physical Defense E] [Magic A] [Magic Resistance S] [Luck EX]

Special Skills:

Puppet Master (All unnatural skills of the character card/companion are increased by one level)

Human Game (Immune to all negative states such as brainwashing, viruses, dizziness, charm, etc.)

Lethal (Those killed directly by the main body or vest will not be resurrected)

Lottery (One or more parents/parents' counterparts will appear randomly to beat people)

Skills:

Not very strong melee ability, the main body is about the same as five gangsters

The ability to dodge bat-related attacks and go around the main body

Hacker EX, system cheat, intelligence collection is very boring, very convenient for reading bloody novels and surfing the Internet

Wild guardian collector, often attracts some strange adults

When Damian is in the same universe with him, there is an 80% probability that he will turn into a hedgehog for various reasons (one-time)