I'm Batman! (Extreme Bubble Voice)

Chapter 40: I'm Batman! (Extreme Falsetto)

[Moth Gang Fighter: Normal Template, Gang Member. HP=60~80, MP=20~30. Strength 6~8, Agility 7~9, Spirit 4~6, Charisma 4~8.]

[Unit Characteristics -- None]

[Moth Gang Gunner: Normal Template, Gang Member. HP=100~120, MP=80~100. Strength 10~12, Agility 10~12, Spirit 6~10, Charisma 7~9.]

[Unit Characteristics -- Gunner]

This was the detailed panel information about the enemy soldiers marked on the quest item. It was also the first time Cheng Tian had seen specific panel data for enemy soldiers since entering the Chosen Space.

However, compared to the enemy data, Cheng Tian's side actually noticed another problem first: the names of the data were different, but these two quest items were considered the same species and could be stacked and stored in the same slot. This made Cheng Tian, who had experienced all sorts of grid crises since playing games, secretly breathe a sigh of relief. Only then did he have the mood to continue examining the enemy unit panels.

From the range of values on the panel, it could be seen that this depicted the entire group of corresponding units, not individual members. It seemed that the Moth Gang had some strict requirements when selecting their fighters.

The fighter's position was clearly the lowest-level cannon fodder, perhaps not much better than the Black and White Duo Cheng Tian had dealt with in the alley before. The gunner's data, on the other hand, had basically reached above average, and they should be considered basic main force unit types in gang melees.

Above them, there were clearly higher-level and more powerful gang members.

But... why was the Spirit Attribute range for the fighter units here so low?

Cheng Tian was quite puzzled by this.

However, the reason could actually be easily found in reality – cigarette leaves, cheap drugs starting with A, and sharp injection devices.

Gotham City, a chimera modeled after New York + Chicago + Los Angeles, could not possibly lack these things, even if it was ostensibly the most livable city.

Whether these fighters used these things before joining the gang or after, and regardless of their initial reasons for using them, continued use would gradually destroy both their brains and their bodily functions.

And when the day came that these fighters' brains and bodies were completely ruined, they would be ruthlessly kicked out of the Moth Gang, and someone would immediately fill their vacant spots.

After all, Gotham was never short of living consumables willing to risk their lives for a few dollars.

Cheng Tian's start this time was exceptionally smooth. As long as he didn't aim for higher completion standards, his bounty mission was already half-finished.

It was just that last time Cheng Tian entered the instance almost naked, and this time he inevitably had to undress again.

There was no way around it; he couldn't continue wearing the blood-stained suit and pants, and even the white shirt underneath was inevitably stained. He could only try to piece together a blood-free outfit from the pile of minion corpses on the ground.

Incidentally, after returning to reality last time, he had already thrown his macho strawberry underwear into the washing machine. Cheng Tian always changed his personal clothing daily, and the underwear he was wearing now had a Super Mushroom printed on it, with the mushroom positioned right in the center of the front.

Speaking of which, standing naked among a pile of human corpses that he himself had already stripped bare to change clothes, it was unclear whether Cheng Tian's mentality was truly that strong... or if he had never regarded these corpses as human from the beginning.

Just as Cheng Tian had completely transformed from his previous Asian gentleman appearance into a Moth Gang bottom-tier fighter chimera, a peculiar sound from the direction of the door caught his attention.

This sound was like the combined noise of a small motor, wheels, and hitting walls that he could only produce when playing with his knockoff four-wheel drive car in the hallway when he was a child.

Soon, a "thump" sound came from the lower part of the bar door, followed by the drill's intimate contact with the door, burning through its seven orifices.

Not long after, a swift shadow drilled directly into the still-smoking hole and entered the bar where no one had survived.

Cheng Tian, squatting on the bar counter and sipping milk, focused his gaze and found that the newcomer was indeed a mechanical creation resembling a remote control car, just a bit larger than the mechanical dogs in the real world.

In an instant, its original pixel art style appeared in Cheng Tian's mind.

This remote control car, entirely blue with two alternating retractable drills installed on its back, theoretically belonged to the grunt unit enemies that opposed Batman.

[Little Blue Car: Normal Template, Mechanical Unit. HP=40, MP=0. Strength 4, Agility 8, Spirit 0, Charm 3.]
[Unit Characteristics--Vibration Acceleration]

As a street-level unit deployed by the Moth Gang throughout Gotham's streets and alleys, the Little Blue Car possessed excellent patrol and reconnaissance capabilities. But as a unit of a gang faction, would its patrol targets be the same kind of scum and villains?

Quite the opposite! (Index finger pointing up.jpg)

The Little Blue Car's patrol and reconnaissance targets were precisely those ordinary citizens who dared to resist the gangsters, the police officers who were forced to risk their lives every month for meager wages, and Gotham's Richest, who appeared mysteriously in the streets and alleys every night, treating both supervillains and ordinary scum equally.

However, strangely, this Little Blue Car seemed to completely ignore the messy, still-unhardened corpses all over the floor. Its wheels were stained with blood, and its front bumped into corpses before turning around again, giving off a peculiar feeling like a silly dog walking.

Meanwhile, Cheng Tian, still squatting on the bar counter, pinching half a glass of milk with two fingers, stared intently at it. After a short while, he nodded to himself.

It seemed this Little Blue Car couldn't escape the limitations of its original setting either.

In terms of its form of existence, the Little Blue Car might be superior to modern mechanical dogs, even possessing a relatively powerful Black Technology AI. However, in terms of detection, it relied on ground vibrations.

Whether friend or foe, only when both parties were on the same plane could the Little Blue Car determine if there were living units nearby through ground vibrations and its never-lifting camera. After scanning and confirming friend or foe, it would decide whether to enter attack mode.

However, Cheng Tian, who had avoided the Little Blue Car's scan by using the height difference, jumped down from the bar counter after finishing the half glass of milk. The Little Blue Car, sensing the ground vibrations, instantly braked and turned around, aiming its front at Cheng Tian's direction. Then, it scanned something strange.

An Asian face wearing combat pants and a gun-patterned shirt.

The Little Blue Car's AI, only capable of handling some pre-input fixed problems, froze in place.

As a gang with extremely high turnover of low-level personnel, the Moth Gang wouldn't bother inputting the facial data of all its low-level members into a computer. Therefore, to easily distinguish between different gang members and ordinary people, the Moth Gang chose to use uniforms for identification. The Little Blue Car was only pre-input with the styles of their own uniforms, not the facial data of each member.

As a result, Cheng Tian had changed into a chimera, leaving it unsure how to proceed for a moment.

But if it didn't make a move, it would be Cheng Tian's turn.

For no other reason than Cheng Tian simply believing that this Little Blue Car should also be a drop target for missions.

The Stars and Stripes Captain America's Shield, identical in color scheme to the American Flag Colors, reappeared in Cheng Tian's hand. However, just as he was about to throw the shield to split the Little Blue Car in two, the already dim bar lights suddenly went out with a snap!

Then, the already dilapidated bar door was kicked open from the outside.

Through the underground stairs leading to the bar, light illuminated a silhouette at the entrance--

The silhouette of a large black bat.

Happy New Year's Eve!

And Happy Year of the Snake in advance to everyone!

May you slither continuously from the beginning to the end of the year!