[Comprehensive British and American] Final strategy achievement

Leona was half asleep when she heard someone calling her name.

"I can feel your burning ambition." The voice whispered, "Maybe we can work together."

"Tell me about it." Leona asked calmly.

"Cooperate, we can have a mutually beneficial cooperation. I get what I want, and you get what you want." The voice was full of seductiveness, "Think about it, when this city turns into hell, that will be

What a wonderful sight? A symphony of cries and screams, a grand beauty of blood and corpses! Don’t you long to see that scene?”

Leona said: "Wow."

The voice continued: "I can feel the crazy factor in your soul. You must really want to try it, right dear?"

"Your words are really tempting." Leona commented pertinently. "It's a pity that your goals are completely different from mine. I'm afraid we can't achieve a win-win situation. Besides, I won't achieve it with a ghost I've never even met.

Partnership."

"It really makes me sad when you say that. We are so well matched!" the voice said sweetly, "Wouldn't it be better for us to spread despair and death to the world together?"

"Get out of my mind." Leona said impatiently. "Death is the simplest and crudest ending. It is too unchallenging. Controlling the whole city is much more interesting than massacring the whole city. Your plan lacks artistic sense.

, I refuse.”

Dark mist appeared in her dream, and a pair of gloomy eyes flashed through the mist.

"I hope you won't regret your choice." The voice said lowly.

…

Leona woke up from her dream and looked at the dark ceiling in the prison.

Someone was talking in her dream. Who was that person?

She opened the [Map], and all the guards, prisoners and remaining psychotherapists in the entire Amka were displayed on this three-dimensional map made of lines. There were two guards dutifully guarding Leona's door.

Besides, it is impossible for anyone to approach her.

That voice sounded directly in Leona's head, which meant that it was some supernatural being who had her mind on her... Is there a second telepathic person in Arkham?

Leona got up and went to the toilet, but found that she was not sleepy at all.

So she kept her eyes open until dawn.

At 7:00, the guard stuffed breakfast through the small hole in the cell.

Today's breakfast is a carrot sandwich with a glass of milk and a cup of corn kernels on the side.

Leona was never picky about food. After finishing her breakfast, she put the dinner plate out of the small hole and then sat on the bed in a daze.

She is waiting.

Psychotherapy will start at 8:00. Every time Dr. Joan Land completes psychological counseling for Leona, she will prescribe a new medication list for her. These medications will make her fall asleep easily. What is even more unpleasant is that Lan

Dr. De usually feeds her the medicine himself and monitors Leona to swallow all the medicine.

As before, Leona was tied up with restraints all over her body, and the guards carried her to the psychological treatment room.

Dr. Rand was already waiting there. She smiled kindly and said, "What do you want to talk to me about today, Leona?"

"I feel a little bored. I have been here for a week." Leona said, "I have said everything I need to say, and I really can't find anything to talk to you about. You see, I told you about William

I told you about the perverted deeds of Dean Meuse, the laboratory of Fred Industries, and the 18 lovers that John Fred kept outside... In fact, I am a gossip, but I am full of

I’ve finished sharing the gossip with you.”

"Perhaps you can talk about something further back?" Dr. Rand said. "I noticed that the things you talked about all happened recently. You can tell me about your childhood and the life you once lived."

Orphanage, your classmates and friends in boarding school."

"That's the problem, Dr. Rand." Leona said casually, "I am a person without a past. Even I can't figure out what my past is. In fact, I was looking into it before I was imprisoned.

What about these things?"

"You don't remember your past?" Dr. Rand asked.

She quickly listed some possible illnesses. Leona may have suffered from a relatively rare mental illness, which caused her memory loss and abnormal thinking.

"It's not a big deal. Anyway, those settings are just the background. It means nothing to me, but it has some effect." Leona said, "Your parents and family background determine what kind of person you will become.

As a person, your knowledge and social network determine your social status, and your past experiences may limit your future achievements...but these things have little impact on me, so my past is not important."

Dr. Rand was so patient. She didn't show disdain or strangeness when faced with Leona's wild thoughts.

"I've finished talking about mine, maybe you can talk about yours. I think you must be a very good person in real life, Dr. Rand." Leona said, "Tell me about your past.

"

Dr. Rand seemed a little hesitant.

"Trust is mutual, we are exchanging trust." Leona said.

She hesitated for a while and started to talk about her childhood. Her father, her mother, she spent the happiest time in Alaska, then went to college in Seattle, and finally came to Gotham to work in Arkham...

The three hours of psychotherapy ended quickly.

Leona winked at Dr. Rand as she was carried away by the guards, "It was nice chatting with you."

Dr. Rand reluctantly smiled at Leona.

She realized that she shouldn't be led by Leona, but Leona's appearance was too deceptive. If you ignored the things she had done before, she was completely a well-behaved and obedient little girl.

A little more naughty.

The guards carried Leona back to the room.

They did not leave immediately, but asked Leona to stay in a chair and prevented her from moving.

"You two pointed guns at me, I'm so scared." Leona said, shaking her calves.

Dean Sharp walked in, holding a small black square in his hand.

Leona moved her gaze away, "What is this?"

Dean Sharp said nothing with a straight face.

When Dean Sharp's hand touched the superpower suppressor on Leona's neck, she suddenly understood.

This small black square is a battery. The superpower suppressor relies on electricity to operate, which means that it needs to replace the battery in time when the power is exhausted, otherwise it will fail.

Leona heard a click on the back of her neck.

"[Super Power Suppressor] has been unequipped."

Batman and the people from Arkham placed a double insurance on Leona. The first insurance was this closed prison filled with unknown energy waves, and the other insurance was the superpower suppressor around her neck.

Now, her secondary insurance has been removed.

There were three people in the room, two guards with guns pointed at Leona, and the dean who had no protective measures on his body.

Leona opened the [Map] and saw four guards scattered in the corridor outside her room.

But there is a problem, how can Leona escape from the hands of two armed guards.

The door of the cell is locked. It can only be opened with a password. Breaking it open by force will not work. The door is thick enough to withstand bombs. And even if the suppressor has been removed, the energy wave in this room is still there.

Leaving Leona unable to use her superpowers.

The light above the cage suddenly flickered several times.

Then there was a faint commotion outside the door.

The orange figure on the [Map] moved quickly, and the lights suddenly went out.

The energy wave disappeared, and the power was released like a flood, overflowing Leona's body. Her superpowers were actually restored!

The three people standing next to Leona realized something was wrong.

"Don't move!" one of the armed guards shouted in panic.

Leona ignored him, she jumped up happily, her spiritual power suddenly surged out, and she directly controlled the two guards. Dean Sharp, who was about to replace the suppressor battery for her, stopped like a stone statue.

Then the three of them fell to the ground limply.

Leona fires a mental blast at the cell door.

"boom--"

The first shock wave deformed the cell door.

"boom--"

The second shock wave caused the half-meter-thick iron door panel to twist and crack.

As the cell door shattered, a large barrage of bullets was fired at Leona in the room.

"She escaped! She escaped!" someone shouted hysterically, "We need reinforcements!"

"No! No reinforcements! Everyone retreat, contact Commissioner Gordon and Batman! Tell them that the criminals in Arkham are rioting!"

The bullets that were fired hovered, and then fell to the ground with a clanking sound.

Leona walked outside briskly and said sweetly, "You are too reckless. There are three people in my room. If you just fire bullets like this, what if they are also shot to death? Fortunately, I

Blocked."

She waved her hand, and all the firearms in the hands of the dozen or so guards in the corridor floated into the air, and they were collectively disarmed.

No guard dared to rush forward, they watched helplessly as she walked out.

Leona hummed and walked towards the downstairs where the commotion was loudest, wanting to see what was going on there.

The broadcast inside Arkham suddenly started to move, and after the noise of electricity, an excited male voice sounded.

"This is the banquet I have prepared for you," his tone was filled with uncontrollable joy. "This opening is grand enough, I hope you will be satisfied. Come on! Come on! Come to me, Leona! I can't wait

I want to see you!"

He laughed wildly, "I know we're on the same page! Let's make the game more fun, Leona!"

Leona... Leona...

The name echoed throughout the building, heard by everyone in Arkham.

"I'm so embarrassed for such a warm invitation." Leona jumped down the steps excitedly.

She turned the corner and saw a pale Dr. Rand leaning against the wall.

"Are you going to run away?" Dr. Rand looked panicked, "Don't do this, Leona, let me treat you. Your psychological counseling has finally been effective..."

"You should fear for your own safety, Dr. Rand," Leona said.

Her eyes sparkled, "Why should I run away? I don't intend to leave. Arkham is so - so interesting! How could I be willing to leave?"