"Welcome to Blackgate Security, a Legendary Corporation dedicated to fighting all kinds of criminals for five hundred years. Hello, I'm the visitation manager assigned to receive you, employee number 1234."
After teleporting to the prison on the mountain east of Central City, the group easily entered the building using their appointment information. They received an enthusiastic welcome, complete with a professional manager providing one-on-one service.
But she was also a pitiful corporate drone. She had no name; within the corporation, no one needed to know her name. An employee number was enough to represent the little screw that she was.
"Blackgate Security, is your headquarters in Gotham?" Su Ming asked casually as he led the way toward the elevator.
Since Deathstroke's group had paid a hefty sum for this visit, the manager was extremely courteous. She even kept bowing at the waist as she answered.
"Yes, our corporate headquarters are located in Gotham, but our 'criminal processing facilities' span the entire Earth. If you have the time, I'd like to introduce one of our classic packages launched three hundred years ago—the Nationwide Serial Killer Touring Visitation Package. Would that be alright?"
As she spoke, she eagerly pressed the elevator button for them. The group would be heading deep underground. Clearly, criminals did not deserve to live on the surface.
Even ordinary corporate drones who worked aboveground generally chose not to leave their company buildings, because once they went outside, there was no telling when they might incur additional expenses.
The account manager raised an arm and projected a Stereoscopic Projection from the watch on her wrist, beginning a PPT presentation advertising the package.
After hearing only a few sentences, Su Ming understood the so-called package. Put simply, it was like a combined ticket for an Amusement Park or zoo: visiting