The Collection of The End

Two Thousand Two Hundred and One, North American Mythical War (141)

——dc, darkness——

After the "Court of Owls" invasion, Gotham experienced a rare period of considerable peace.

Of course, if you can ignore the thieves, robbers, gas maniacs, bomb maniacs, quizzes, biochemical strongmen, crocodile-walking crocodiles, psychos dressed as bats, bats dressed as psychos, and clowns that appear randomly at night, If you are a white-collar worker, it is indeed quite peaceful.

The main reason is that during this period, everyone is tracking down the transportation of those aliens who suddenly appeared in Gotham. In any case, it is impossible to buy those weirdos who do not look like humans. To the train tickets, boat tickets and air tickets.

Since there is transportation, there should naturally be a power system, protective materials, life support facilities, and most importantly, a logistics warehouse.

Maybe the far-sighted Gothamites will consider whether these technologies can be used and whether they can be analyzed in reverse, but guys who are not smart will only worry about whether during a street fight, the kid on the other side will take out and kill him. He was shot to pieces by something he had never seen before.

In short, with Gotham's current chain of suspicion and the atmosphere of the dark forest, even if someone comes with a haphazardly assembled "I'll kill you 3,000 times", no one will want to try it.

"So, when no one wants to fight, it's a good time to launch 'VR glasses' and "Dark Souls"! We should seize the market immediately! Instead of doing some 'testing'!"

In the multi-functional conference hall of Wayne Building, Joe Cole, dressed in a purple business suit, slapped the table vigorously:

"Oh, I've finished what I said. I just think this table is quite strong and I want to pat it."

"I heard..." Bruce Wayne, who was also dressed in business formal attire, put his hands on his chin and stared closely at Joe Cole in front of him: "You asked Scarecrow to help design the environment?"

"Of course, the main focus of this game is horror," Joe Cole replied: "His fear gas is very helpful in enhancing the atmosphere."

"You also asked the Riddler to design the puzzle?" Bruce continued to ask.

"This game has very few NPCs. Of course, we need to use more and more complex puzzles to extend the life of the game - I mean to attract players." Joe Cole shook his finger: "Not only that, I also asked Hugo Si Strange has designed various traps, and with the insidiousness and viciousness of a former master of psychology - I mean maturity and stability - he will definitely bring a novel experience to all players."

"Do you want to listen to what you just said?" Bruce knocked on the table: "This is - in your words - 'complete stealth' technology. If it is directly promoted without testing, it will definitely bring anticipation to Gotham. trouble outside."

"Tch, it's almost..." Qiao Cole muttered, taking a silver suitcase from the table next to him, opening the lid, and pushing it towards Bruce - there were more than a dozen pairs of glasses neatly stacked inside. .

"Here, give it a try," Bruce picked up a few pairs of glasses and handed them to the specially invited "testers" beside him.

Although he is now Bruce Wayne rather than Batman, he would never expose his weaknesses to the Joker - no matter which one.

Several Wayne Group testers were still immersed in the excitement of being favored by the big boss and assigned important tasks. They didn't think there was anything wrong with the customer opposite or the conversation between him and their boss. After each responded, they all wore Put on those orange goggles.

Then he froze on the spot.

Next, without Bruce's instructions, the doctors behind them stepped forward and used various instruments to scan and detect the experimenter's body data.

"The heart rate decreases, the breathing slows down, the brain waves are in a state of intense fluctuation, and the eyeballs are also moving rapidly." After a while, the leading doctor reported first: "If you don't see it with your own eyes, this data is almost the same as after a person falls asleep and enters deep sleep. no difference."

"Of course it can't be awake." Qiao Cole stared at the patterns on the table boredly: "It would be too miserable to be busy with work during the day and have to work overtime after playing games at night."

"So, these glasses can directly hypnotize people? And you call them 'no danger'?" Bruce pressed his hands on the table and stared at Joe Cole.

"I've written it in the user agreement. If you don't agree, you don't have to play," Joe Cole rubbed his hands: "In addition, 'temporary hypnosis' is also a necessary condition to enter the 'complete stealth' state. After all, the game world is much faster than reality."

"...Much faster?" Bruce thought of many possibilities in an instant. When he asked again, Joe Cole had already staggered out of his seat and came behind the seats of several actors.

"In order to cope with, well, the special humanistic environment of Gotham City, we have deliberately accelerated the player's thinking speed when playing the game. Then, when there is danger around him, the process from receiving a warning to taking measures to avoid it will also be greatly accelerated. ,for example……"

Joe Cole raised his hands, folded them over each other, making a decent gun shape, and then aimed at the subject's head in front of him: "Hand over the money!"

drop--

Almost at the same time, several unknown indicator lights on the glasses lit up red and sounded a warning buzzer. Then, almost instantly, the tester who was pointed at by the "pistol" ended the "rapid eye movement phase" "Woke up".

"Damn it! It's just a little bit close!" After the tester "returned to normal", he slammed the table vigorously: "If you do it again, I will definitely kill that guy!"

Is it stuck somewhere?

"Tell me what you think of the trial," Bruce said.

"...Well," the tester pondered for a few seconds, hesitated to speak, hesitated to speak, and finally said dryly: "The producer of this game must be a lunatic."

"Thank you for the compliment, hehe...cough, cough, cough," Qiao Cole chuckled, almost revealing his true colors.

"What did you see in there?" Bruce continued.

"Uh...resurrection, cemetery, robed monster, sacrificial site..." The tester seemed to be trying to recall, but was completely unable to describe what he saw in the game in detail.

"Normally," Qiao Cole shrugged and spread his hands: "If you wake up slowly, you may still remember a little bit of the dream situation, but it will disappear quickly, and this method of waking up, which is equivalent to "waking up", will cause Everything he saw in the dream completely disappeared, not even a hair was left,"

"However, fortunately, the considerate Joe Cole provides these unlucky guys with the 'resume' function. When he returns to the 'dream', he should still be at the position he just left. Regarding this... you have to give it a try ?" He looked at Bruce.

"Okay." After confirming that the tester was still alive and kicking without any damage, Bruce decided to give the game a try, so he wiped the glasses and put them on his face.

——】

After a brief period of half-dream and half-awake, Bruce saw the "game screen". A "Bruce" wearing tattered armor was slowly standing upright from his crouching position in a scene similar to a gladiatorial arena surrounded by candles.

Before he could finish studying the material of his armor, exciting music began to play throughout the arena, and at the same time, an extra-long health bar appeared at the bottom of his field of vision, as well as the name of its owner:

Hero Guda]

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