Hiding in the sand, splitting into many places, starting with Arkham

The LV2 Puppetry Skill also has branches, namely LV2 Puppet Creation and LV2 Puppet Manipulation.

Furthermore, there's that progress bar.

A small button appeared next to the progress bar, along with two lines of explanation.

【Please gather more Luck. When the Luck bar is full, you can open a new world and send an Avatar.】

【Current progress: 17.3%. Worlds opened: 1】

These two sentences contain a lot of information.

There are three keywords.

Luck, New World, and Avatar.

Obtaining Luck to open a new world, sending an Avatar into the new world, and then obtaining more Luck in the new world should be the most important new function of the panel besides displaying attributes.

Qingshui continued to click the button with his mind.

All the data on the panel began to distort, eventually transforming into a black vortex capable of swallowing people.

Qingshui felt a wisp of his consciousness being stripped away and devoured by the vortex.

"My head feels a little dizzy."

One was here, and the other was in another distant world, possessing almost independent consciousness, yet completely controlled by the main body.

"It's a bit like the Shadow Clone Technique? But also somewhat different?"

Although Qingshui didn't know the Shadow Clone Technique, a B-rank ninjutsu, he knew its effects.

Clearly, this so-called Avatar seemed to be much more sophisticated than the Shadow Clone, almost turning himself into two separate life forms.

… …

… …

Ominous lightning ripped through the sky, and heavy rain poured down under thick dark clouds.

This is Gotham.

And when Qingshui's consciousness entered this world, he felt terrible.

His location was a small room of about ten square meters. The floor and walls were made of some kind of white substance with a metallic sheen, which looked very hard.

Cold blue light shone in through a bulletproof glass door, and angry curses occasionally came from the adjacent sides.

He had just finished receiving the setting and partial memories of this body when he heard the noise next door.

"Oh, hey! Black Mask, you're about to guess it right! Very close to the correct answer! Think harder! It has wings, but it's not an angel; it sucks blood, but it's not a demon. What could it be? The answer is very simple!"

A greasy tone came from the room on the left, exaggerating as if giving a speech.

"Screw your mother! Can't you change rooms, you moron! I really want to chop off your mouth and feed it to Batman!"

The old brother next door was about to collapse.

This guy comes up with two hundred riddles a day, and he keeps bothering you if you can't answer them. Only when you solve his riddle will he be quiet for a while and think about a new riddle.

Qingshui covered his ears and sat down in the corner, sorting out the information in his mind.

His current location is…

Arkham!

The Riddler and Black Mask are his neighbors in Arkham.

The former is famous and hated by everyone, while the latter is a second- or third-tier villain in Gotham.

As for himself, his name is Clear Water, which can also be called Qingshui after translation.

His nickname on the Gotham streets is the Puppeteer, belonging to the lowest of the low among the villains.

A crazy Asian doctor with mediocre medical skills but obsessed with curing the dead, who mastered the skill of turning corpses into puppets and controlling their movements with steel wires in the process of stitching up corpses.

This gave Qingshui the feeling of being a human puppet, but in fact, whether it was the skill of making puppets or the means of operation, it was quite crude. Those puppets controlled only needed a professionally trained police officer with a weapon to take down a large number of them.

It's quite low-level, so he's just a minor villain, whose status isn't even as good as the two next door.

This small crime is actually not enough to send him to Arkham.

But because the doctor believes he has mental problems, he was locked up in Arkham.

"Oh, hey, this is already the simplest riddle. Even a kindergarten child can guess it. You stupid pig, if Batman were here, that guy is the only genius who has solved every one of my difficult riddles!"

"Or should I change to an easier riddle? Then I have to think carefully. To be honest, this is the first time I've found it so difficult to come up with simple riddles…"

"Hey, you over there, why don't you try to guess? I see you've been quiet for a while!"

Qingshui also helplessly lowered his hand from his ear.

It's useless. This guy talks too much.

"First, my name is not 'you over there.'"

"Second, the answer to your previous riddle is a bat."

"Third, don't bother me. If you bother me again, I'll turn you into a puppet!"

"Fourth!"

Without exception, one head, one hair, one inside, one appearance, one at a glance!

Qingshui couldn't help but slam the wall with his fist.

"Riddler, get out of Gotham!"

The Riddler next door took off his green hat with a puzzled look.

Why does it feel like this colleague called the Puppeteer has a deep resentment towards him?

"You're the one who should get out of Gotham! Listen, I'll give you a riddle. If you can't answer it, when I get out, I'll definitely…"

"Ding-dong!"

Qingshui knocked frantically on the bulletproof glass door with an impatient expression.

This commotion was quickly discovered by the personnel monitoring the security cameras.

So, the heavy iron door was pushed open, and a fully armed guard walked in.

"Clear Water! You better have something important, or I'll let you know the consequences of disturbing me!"

"Officer! The Riddler just said that he has contact with the Penguin outside and has made a plan to escape. He even invited me and Black Mask to join."

Black Mask: ???

When was I invited to escape?

The guard didn't dare to neglect and quickly took out the communicator.

"Room 408, the Riddler is suspected of planning an escape. I suggest transferring him to the underground heavy security room."

Riddler: ???

"Oh, hey! I didn't plan to escape!"

The Riddler lay on the transparent glass and shouted loudly.

"Dare you say you don't want to escape?"

A smile similar to Anya's appeared on Qingshui's face as he asked in a mean tone.

"Nonsense, who staying in this place doesn't want to escape? Don't you want to?"

The Riddler retorted.

"I don't want to. Everyone in Arkham is talented and speaks nicely. I love it here! Black Mask, you also heard the Riddler's instigation, right?"

Black Mask also reacted at this moment and nodded heavily in front of the guard.

A team of armed prison guards quickly arrived, put handcuffs and shackles on the Riddler, and dragged him towards a higher-security prison room.

"Finally, it's quiet!"

Black Mask took a deep breath and stretched his legs to sit in the corner of the room.

"Not necessarily. Every cell has recording and monitoring. They will check it out soon, so that guy may still come back."

Qingshui sat cross-legged in the center of the cell, helplessly saying.