Inside a secret military base, Batman abruptly sat up. "They didn't even leave anyone to guard me. What absurd confidence."
With that, he tore open the door in front of him and walked out.
Of course, he had let himself be captured. Otherwise, never mind a hundred elite soldiers—even a hundred Parademons wouldn't have been able to take him alive.
"Who exactly is behind this... and why do those people show signs of my training...?" Batman couldn't make sense of it. He extended his Observation Haki and located someone who was alone.
"He got out? Good, send me the data now. With the functions in his belt, I should be able to locate him..."
A female soldier wearing a military overcoat over a Bat shirt walked past the information room.
The next instant, she was on the floor, with Batman standing over her. "I want to know everything about this place. Talk!"
"Oh my God, it really is you!" the soldier said excitedly as she looked at Batman.
"Tell me."
"Okay!" The soldier nodded, agreeing so readily that Batman was momentarily taken aback.
"Don't look at me like that. I'm not an idiot. Quite the opposite. My estimated chance of beating you in a fight is 0.00
000001%. We even have a chart specifically for that. My odds go all the way down to twelve decimal places," the soldier said.
"Clearly, your research is inadequate." Batman curled his lip. Someone like her couldn't get past his defenses even if he stood still and let her hit him.
"But right now, you're just putting on a one-man show, Batman. I started reverse-engineering every piece of your Bat-Tech back when I still had acne. Of all the places you could have gone, you walked straight into my room. The instant you came