Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

Zhang Dianyu pulled the map a little closer.

The green-haired villain wore a gray-white prison uniform of a mentally ill prisoner, walked a few laps in the fairly spacious confinement room, and remained happy.

Zhang Dianyu didn't know what to expect. In the quiet and empty morgue outside the confinement, rows of white morgues were placed side by side, all covered with white cloth.

In Zhang Dianyu's opinion, apart from regret, he did carry a little fright.

Maybe the joy of mental illness is so different.

In other words, in this game world, the clown is nothing more than an ordinary mental illness criminal with a piece of skin.

It's like Batman and Iron Man can take tens of thousands of dollars in subsidies.

There seems to be nothing wrong with the logic, but Zhang Dianyu vaguely feels that something is wrong.

Outside the prison gate, a jet plane landed firmly on the ground in the open space opposite. A person came out of it. If Zhang Dianyu was present at this time, he would recognize that this was the first nc he saw in the game and returned.

"It's yours that the clown is dead." Someone next to the red sports car chuckled at the door and laughed. "Even Fury smiled when he received this message."

Wayne "I don't believe it."

"Yes, he doesn't," Stark said regretfully, "he said other ** er."

There is also a half sentence "What's the matter with Stark, Stark"

Stark thought he was quite innocent, but guessed the story was going on.

Mr. Wayne did not speak, his eyes met Stark in the air, and after a silent confrontation, he asked, "Do you really think of this as a parking lot?"

"No," Stark pointed to the pile of black garbage bags not far away. "Here is the dump."

Wayne ""

"I heard that the land opposite the Stark Industrial Park was bought by Wayne Enterprise. I want to build one." Stark was puzzled. "Resort"

Wayne raised eyebrows "Is there anything wrong?"

"I assume you know how high the escape rate is for this prison," Stark cocked a finger. "Or say you bought high insurance for your customers."

Wayne smiled slightly "unless I'm not planning to make a profit."

Stark ""

"Just like you," Wayne said indifferently.

Stark ""

Wayne raised his hands and tied the last button under the suit, slightly over his side. "Are there any new R & D projects in Stark Industrial Park?"

Stark "Vibrating Fiber Alarm Fence."

Wayne shrugged and strode toward the prison gate.

Stark sighed and said to the sports car driver, "Who can like this Wayne? Unless he compares with Batman, it will become much more cute."

"Yes," the driver Hogan said sincerely. "So do you, boss."

Stark ""

Zhang Dianyu soon received the information from Mr. Wayne's visit, which was not unexpected.

After all, Batman's old enemies were jammed in, and he would definitely come over to inquire, and then observe in secret.

He asked Peter to invite Mr. Wayne into the office, and found that Mr. Wayne was silently visible again.

To be honest, the situation is much better now. The pool table was moved to the courtyard, the cactus was stuffed into the hall, and the office now looks like a serious utility room.

Especially it has no windows yet.

Is it necessary for the buildings in the game to have windows?

But now the game is almost the same as the real one. These windowsless buildings are a bit weird. Originally, Zhang Dianyu planned to improve the conditions of the office building after arriving at the prison with the prisoner yesterday.

Who knew that a clown came out of the branch. For the safety of the guards, he just remembered how to deal with this infamous mental illness.

Mr Wayne sat down on the sofa without changing his face, not even frowning when he saw a few dark red marks on the armrests.

Zhang Dianyu couldn't remember whether it was his blood or Stark's blood, anyway, the weapon was the extremely lush cactus.

Mr Wayne seemed relaxed and even lazy.

But once he knew that he was Batman, Zhang Dianyu felt a bit dazzling when he saw the blood drops.

He couldn't help but wonder if Batman would think more about it. This is nonsense, he must think more.

Zhang Dianyu commented on being killed.

He smirked and poured a glass of water for Mr. Wayne.

There is no water heater in the prison, so there must be no tea or coffee.

Zhang Dianyu asked, "Why is Mr. Wayne visiting the Institute again?"

Mr Wayne smiled indifferently. "I recently bought a holiday villa next to it and it is still empty, but I hope it can be completed as soon as possible."

He glanced at Zhang Dianyu pointedly. "I heard that Mr. Dian Chief has a lot of research on engineering efficiency. I wonder if I can rent your engineering team for a while.

Zhang Dianyu thought about it, you rich people like to spend a holiday in the wilderness near the garbage dump, next to a prison, and the industrial area under construction

He looked at Wayne and looked at Mr. Shang Tuhao, and the other handed over a paper, "This is a draft project contract. The warden can first look at it."

Zhang Dianyu took it in doubt, turned the first page and was blinded by a string of zeros on it.

He immediately clapped. "No problem. The prison hasn't used much engineering teams recently. It can completely undertake outsourcing projects."

As for new prisoners, they can be given extra beds in large detention cells and temporarily lived there for an additional period.

"I heard," Mr. Wayne said inadvertently. "Gotham, the notorious criminal clown, has been taken into custody by you recently."

Here comes the highlight.

Zhang Dianyu cocked his ears and offered nothing but diligence or stealing, but he just talked, as long as he gave money, it was not a problem.

Mr. Wayne smiled. "You know that the Arkham Asylum is also an institution under the name of Wayne Enterprise. If Mr. Warden needs any technical support, maybe I can help."

"Do you mean that lunatic asylum where people often escape from prison?" Zhang Dianyu looked stunned. "That may trouble you in the future, after all, it seems that business communication with Arkham has just started."

Wayne ""

If it was not an illusion, he felt as if the warden was ironing him.

"But Mr. Wayne can rest assured," Zhang Dianyu smiled calmly. "The clowns can get 100% security here, and they will be treated properly in the future."

Wayne's gaze shifted slightly, and he seemed unconvinced.

"So," a moment later, Mr. Wayne stood in front of the new concrete wall and groaned. "This is 100 security"

"Since patching the 1 loophole," Zhang Dianyu replied, "I think so."

Wayne ""

Can a door be considered a loophole?