Chu Cheng stood by the window, looking across the street at Batman with his cape flying on the rooftop opposite, and for a moment he couldn't help but feel a sense of unreality.
At this point, there is no longer any doubt. Somehow, all the heroic characters he operates in this game will be reflected in reality. Those legendary superheroes are like his representatives, his clones, who can do what he wants on his behalf.
Things that can't be done.
For now, you can only control Batman, but you may unlock more new heroic characters in the future. For example, Spider-Man, Iron Man, or even wall-mounted characters such as Green Lantern, Doctor Strange, Superman...
But then he immediately realized something.
That is, if it is not necessary, it is best for him to keep the hero he controls as far away from him as possible.
There are similar scenes in the original comics of DC and Marvel. For example, Spider-Man always hangs around the school he attended, and as a result, people guessed that he might be a teacher or student in the school.
For example, there is a crazy tycoon who can track Superman's flight path on a map with advanced technology. He spends a lot of money to draw Superman's daily flight curve. As a result, he discovered that this guy is always hanging around the Daily Planet.
With the lessons learned from these comics predecessors, Chu Cheng immediately realized that he should keep the heroes he controls away from here. What if someday in the future there is a rich man chasing after the superheroes and drawing curves all over the world, and then he is surprised to find that all the heroes are
Heroes like to wander around in this three-acre area, so he is at risk of being exposed.
As long as he hides and stays behind the scenes, various heroes from Marvel and DC will become his powerful thugs and become the basis for him to settle down and establish a career in this strange world.
Maybe it can develop into a super-powerful evil force, and he can even be the leader behind the scenes.
Thinking of this, he sat back in front of the computer, controlled Batman to turn around and leave, and his thoughts did not stop while walking through the night.
Yesterday, he lamented the freedom of this game, but now he feels that it is a bit too free. The game hardly gives any guidance, and there is not even anything like the main mission. He has no idea what the game wants players to do.
.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, even the first task completed yesterday cannot be accurately said to be a task.
The game does not give a clear concept of "mission" at all. It just puts a bat mark on the roof of the Klein Group to remind players that there may be a situation there. But Chu Cheng wondered if he had ignored this mark and controlled Batman.
Shopping in the city is not impossible.
He felt like he had opened a Batman simulator. He could do whatever he wanted and go wherever he wanted. There were no missions or main lines. The plot development was all up to him.
When I was thinking about what exactly I needed to do in the game, a small exclamation mark suddenly appeared on the game screen, just like the GPS positioning updated the destination location, which was not far from Batman.
Is there a mission coming?
With a thought in Chu Cheng's mind, he controlled Batman to move in the direction of the exclamation mark.
...
Xiao Fang felt that today was definitely his unlucky day.
I overslept when my alarm clock didn't go off in the morning, so I hurriedly rode my electric donkey with sparks of lightning all the way to the company. I didn't even eat breakfast, but I was still five minutes late.
It was too late and I bumped into my boss in the elevator. The boss scolded me without saying a word. When I got to the meeting, I realized that I was in a hurry to go out and had forgotten the materials I had rushed out last night on the table. I was greeted by the manager on the spot.
Household register.
I originally thought about going out with my two best friends in the evening to have a good time and complain about it to change my mood. However, this person can fall flat when walking on his back, drink cold water to stuff his teeth, and even his Q is crooked. While walking on the road, I met a group of people who were doing nothing.
A streetwalker came around to chat with her, but she ignored him and quickened her pace to leave, but unexpectedly the man actually pulled her back.
"Don't be ignorant of good and evil."
"Let go." Xiao Fang slapped the opponent's hand away, but he didn't expect one of the stabbing men to punch him in the face.
This punch made stars appear in her eyes and she was a little confused.
"How shameless?" the man with the spiked head cursed.
Although there were not many people on the road, pedestrians were shocked by the arrogance of this group of people, and many people stopped in succession, but for a while no one dared to step forward to stop them.
Someone behind him took out his cell phone as if he wanted to call the police, but a blond boy who was accompanying the man grabbed the cell phone and smashed it to pieces on the cement floor.
"You like to show off, don't you?" The blond boy waved his hand and slapped the man.
Xiao Fang lay on the ground, half of her cheeks were burning, and there were thousands of flies flying around in her head. She waved her hands randomly and tried to stand up, but was pushed back to the ground hard.
The group of people stood in a circle around her, and she smelled a strong smell of alcohol. The man was still shouting something vaguely, but the ringing in her ears made it impossible for her to hear anything clearly.
She gave up her intention to get up and could only try to protect her body. She imagined that this was just a random nightmare. Maybe at some point she would wake up in cold sweat and find that she was still lying in the warm quilt.
The bad day didn't even begin.
The man with the thorny head cursed and raised his fist again, about to swing it down.
Snapped.
The lights went out.
Not only the street lights, but also the lights in the buildings on the street and the hanging electronic advertising signs, as if an invisible hand cut off the light source, dragging everything into the eternal silent darkness.
Everyone was shocked by this sudden turn of events.
The man also stopped his fist that was about to fall and frowned: "What the hell..."
The spherical object drew a parabola and was thrown to their feet, exploding with a soft sound. The smoke screen and darkness quickly dominated the entire venue.
A shadow spread its dark wings, like a demon falling from the sky and falling into the flying smoke.
The spiky-headed man didn't see anything clearly. He only vaguely saw a black shadow flashing in front of him, and the next moment his nose broke with a sad cry.
Severe pain hit him like a tide, and he howled like a slaughtering pig, and he was mostly awake from the wine.
"Brother!"
The companion next to him tried to follow the sound while waving his hands to disperse the smoke screen, but after taking two steps, he felt his arm heavy, as if it was clamped by something. Before he had time to struggle, the pain followed by the sound of bones being dislocated made him almost faint.
The darkness and smoke screen completely destroyed their eyesight. No one knew what happened. They could only hear the screams of their companions one after another in the smoke screen, as if weaving into a desperate symphony.
The man with the thorny head recovered from the severe pain of his broken nose, raised his head with unstoppable nosebleeds, and then froze in place for an instant.
He is not afraid of getting hurt, nor is he particularly afraid of death. In fact, it is very common for people like him to get bruised and bruised from fights.
He is the kind of person who has nothing to worry about when he dies. Fear is a very distant word to him.