For a moment, Greed felt a little dazed, wondering if he had already returned to the real world. In the world of a virtual asymmetric game, how could anyone say something like "I'll go take a call first" so casually?
One had to understand, this was a full-dive simulation game, not the kind of video game where you sat in front of a computer and hammered at a keyboard. And it was a player-versus-player game, not some single-player game where you could press pause, go to the bathroom, and come back to keep playing. And you're telling me you need to go take a call?
Where had the phone come from? Who would be calling you? Why did you have to go out and answer it right now?
But Greed quickly gave up thinking about it, because he figured Agent simply did not want to carry out the original plan and had made up some random excuse to run off. So he could only shake his head helplessly and go look for Matt himself.
But Agent really had only gone to take a call. Following the directions, he arrived at the internal phone hanging on the wall in the storage room.
"Hello, hi? May I ask what you need me for?"
Arkham Batman was actually choked up for a second. For a moment, he also felt as if he was not inside a deadly, crisis-ridden murder game, and Agent had merely received some inexplicable sales call on a Monday morning. He seemed utterly unconcerned about who had made the call or why they had called him.
"It's me," Arkham Batman said. He knew Agent would definitely recognize his voice, so he continued, "I used a skill on you and changed your victory conditions. You should be able to see it.