The origin story of Batman is a topic that many people talk about.
How a mentally ill person became the brains of the Justice League, and how he became the greatest hero on earth. People are very curious about him.
Since the goal of establishing this android amusement park is to commemorate the fallen superheroes, Bai Bobo of course arranged a corresponding origin story park for each person, as well as many major events they have experienced.
Therefore, it is normal for Batman's origin story to be replayed. In this world, the identities of superheroes have long been no secret.
"Oh? So there should be a super-bat war?" Xiaofu orangutan scratched his head curiously, and asked his other self: "I saw the androids being assembled before, but no matter how they look at it, there should be nothing they can do. Recreate Superman’s superpowers, right?”
In the previous hall, everyone saw the androids being assembled. Bobo has seen the world. Although those things have some technology in them, compared with the sub-mozo robots that can absorb and imitate superpowers, they are still useless. Far from it.
But this is normal. The cost of building one submazhuan is probably not enough to build 10,000 of the androids here.
"No, but each venue is essentially a huge studio. With the special effects of 3D projection technology and some other tricks, it can produce almost real-life visual effects."
The white orangutan introduced his industry to several people, with a proud expression on his face:
"Remember, after entering the venue after a while, everything you see is actually a reality show, or a script. The androids are the actors, and the tourists can be bystanders. You can also be a participant in an event."
"Participant? Which form?" Hermione was a little sensitive to this word.
"I tried my best to restore the past stories inside the venue. When visitors enter, they can experience everything at that time, including but not limited to, they can choose to help the superheroes or the bad guys."
"That's reasonable, this is a game." The chimpanzee nodded. Since he had already guessed that this was a role-playing game, he could also guess that some people would want to experience the feeling of being a bad guy: "But I guess, if you choose the villain camp, the difficulty of the game will increase. It will be very high.”
"Haha, of course, this is a place where I promote my old friends. All stories must be about evil prevailing over good. People who want to be villains only need to experience the feeling of facing a superhero once, and go out They will become good people in the future, because every time they want to commit a crime, they will always think of the despair they felt today."
Bai Bobo laughed evilly, stretched out his furry paws, made a medium-sized gap, and whispered:
"Although you have just seen the assembly process of androids, in fact, the models of them put into the scene are still different. The androids who play superheroes have better performance and stronger computing power, while the villains play Well, it’s just a bit worse.”
Hearing this, Su Ming, who was playing with the cowboy hat in his hand, smiled:
"I understand, it's the model of an anti-Japanese drama."
"What is the anti-Japanese drama model?"
The two orangutans didn't understand. They had exactly the same curious expressions and spoke in unison.
Hermione explained for the professor, and the witch recalled the garbage she had watched in order to learn how to brainwash people:
"I've seen those TV series, which are clown shows that try to beautify one's own people to the maximum extent and at the same time vilify the enemy to the maximum extent. They don't need any logic or reason, they can be exaggerated as much as they want. It's a clown show shot without any brains."
"Well, I guess my script hasn't reached that level yet." The white gorilla immediately emphasized. He raised his arms and made an
situation in history."
At this time, there were gradually more people in the waiting room where everyone was. After about twenty people, the group was finally complete.
Orange lights lit up in the room, and countdown numbers printed by projectors appeared on the wall. These tourists dressed up as cowboys and counted down excitedly along with the numbers.
As the countdown reached zero, everyone's eyes lit up, and the door at the other end of the room opened.
Walking out of the door, you will see a classic western desert scene, with red clay mountains like huge stone platforms, and scattered cacti and tumbleweeds on the Gobi Desert.
A gust of wind blew by, and the smell of sand and horse manure hit the face. The gravel got into people's collars, and the rough western style was immediately reflected.
The location where everyone was located was on a dirt road. There were several carriages not far away, as well as some people dressed as cowboys. The leader was a chubby middle-aged man wearing a black denim coat and a quick-draw gun holster on his thigh.
, and wears a five-pointed star Sheriff badge on his chest.
"Friends, I'm sorry that your train broke down, but it doesn't matter. I am the sheriff of the nearby Jinsha Town. Just call me Lao Ge. I have brought a carriage. Everyone can go to the town and stay temporarily. Believe me,
You don't want to live in a carriage at night waiting for wolves and bandits to visit you."
He was riding a big horse and spoke with great energy. Although he was a little fatter, this might be an advantage in the Old West.
When everyone looked back, where was the gate for everyone to enter? At this time, there was a railway track winding toward the sky, and a steam train that should have appeared in the history museum was lying there.
It was really a mess, because all the wheels of the locomotive were missing, the car was still on fire, and a long section of track was missing in front of the route.
Several people who looked like train drivers were putting out the fire. They were all covered in black, but there were no black drivers in this era, so it was just soot.
"This is the script setting. According to the jargon, it is called the character introduction step."
The white gorilla did not follow in. He had played this project countless times. He was now talking to Deathstroke and the others through miniature headphones:
"You are people who are taking a train to go to the West Coast. However, the train broke down near the town of Sands. After the police chief discovered this, he came with a horse-drawn carriage to pick you up and take you to the town for the night."
"Are there really wild wolves here?" Jaina asked in a low voice as she had never played with hidden walkie-talkies.
"Yes, bionic animals are actually more difficult to make than bionic people. The main reason is that the hair needs to be as realistic as possible..."
Bai Bobo explained, and then started to brag about his own project:
"This is a completely free script, so it's okay for someone to stay in the train overnight instead of going to town, but the project lasts a week and there were no sleepers in carriages in this era."
"And at night, bandits and wild wolves will really come, right?" The chimpanzee took over the words. He was a little helpless to complain, because the train and rails were so completely damaged. Isn't it a bit too deliberate?
"Yes, but that's not the point. Look at my guests, who cares about the story behind this train? They all want to go to the town to play. Okay, let's not talk about it now. I have to go to Pavilion 97 We're dealing with some things over there, you guys have a good time, see you later."
The white orangutan didn't know where to monitor. Above everyone's head was the scorching blue sky and sparse clouds. In the distance, it looked like endless wilderness. It was impossible to tell that this was an indoor amusement park.
Just as he said, the other tourists were happily carrying their luggage and choosing their favorite carriages, planning to enjoy their vacation.