"Damn, how is this place even poorer?!"
After dealing with that bunch of "Rapunzels," Zuo Ci searched the place inside and out, only to find that it was even fucking poorer than the cold-storage warehouse from earlier.
At least that warehouse had a refrigeration unit. This place didn't have jack shit!
All those crappy dolls put together were barely worth anything. What rotten luck.
"Forget it, that'll do. Next, I'll head straight for their lair..."
Suddenly, a sense of danger surged through him. Without even thinking, Zuo Ci spun away.
Crack!
A blue, beam-like blast struck the spot where he had just been standing with pinpoint accuracy, instantly turning it into a frozen sculpture.
"Whoa~ That was dangerous. Should've stayed invisible."
Even if it had hit him, the protection he wore would have kept him safe, but Zuo Ci was still a little rattled.
He had been far too careless. From now on, he would stay hidden whenever possible and aim to take his enemies out before they even knew he was there.
"Who are you, and what are you doing here?"
Across from him stood a man in a full-body suit, blue all over and cold just to look at. He held an oddly shaped gun and watched Zuo Ci warily.
"That outfit... You're Mr. Freeze, right?"
Indeed, he was Victor Fries, the Mr. Freeze who would one day become famous throughout Gotham, but was currently just an obscure small-timer.
Originally, he had been an unremarkable cryogenics researcher in Gotham City. But when his wife developed a terminal illness, he had been forced to freeze her using ultra-low-temperature technology, hoping that his future self could find a cure.
Then came the classic twist: the idiotic medical company employing him decided his research had no future and shut down his