A red flying sword!
Weapons, while not as direct in improving strength as reinforcing physical attributes, still earned two words from Bai Ye: awesome!
A red quality item, regardless of what it was, was highly likely to be good. The only peculiar thing was the appearance of the Ever-Suppressing Southern Wilderness, a giant stone that resembled a sword…
However, as long as it was usable, and judging by its literal effect, the Ever-Suppressing Southern Wilderness offered no direct attack capabilities, but each of its effects was incredibly potent.
The only drawback might be "Raising the Saber and Drawing the Sword," not because the effect itself was problematic, but because…
The prerequisite for the effect of reducing the power of any attack by 50% and increasing the effectiveness of defensive means by 150% was…
Having defensive means!
Bai Ye mused for a moment; he didn't seem to possess any defensive abilities, which was rather awkward.
But even disregarding this effect, the Ever-Suppressing Southern Wilderness remained very powerful. Moreover, since a red gacha had appeared, Bai Ye figured he wouldn't need to spend a God Stone Shard to draw a golden gacha.
After all, with the Ever-Suppressing Southern Wilderness and the Poison-Poison Fruit, having two red gacha items should be sufficient for most situations at the moment.
"Well done!"
With this thought, Bai Ye couldn't help but pat Fatty's shoulder, deciding to save the last chance for future needs. God Stone Shards were best saved whenever possible.
After drawing the gacha, the next thing to do was to wait!
Bai Ye glanced at the wall clock and murmured, "It should be starting soon, right?"
…
The City of Sin, Investigation Bureau!
In a dark room, the Joker sat alone, his hands cuffed. The greasepaint on his face appeared somewhat eerie and sinister under the dim light. 138 Reading Network.
Suddenly, the Joker seemed to realize something, turned his head towards the side camera, and grinned.
Director Gordon frowned, observing the Joker's calm demeanor, a bad premonition creeping in. This was not the attitude of a criminal who had just been apprehended.
However, the Joker was already incarcerated; what trouble could he possibly cause?
That holding cell was specially designed, with reinforced walls, embedded steel bars, and metal plates. Forget firearms; even a rocket launcher might not be able to blast it open. The cell door was of the same specification as a bank vault door—bulletproof, corrosion-resistant, high-temperature and low-temperature resistant, virtually impossible to open by force.
Director Gordon thought this to himself, trying to calm down, assuring himself that everything would be fine and the Joker certainly couldn't escape.
Just then…
A hoarse voice suddenly sounded from behind Director Gordon.
"Let me in!"
In an instant, the agents standing around Director Gordon were startled, drawing their guns and aiming at his back, then sighing in relief as the man who suddenly appeared was Batman.
Director Gordon couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing here?"
Batman pointed to the surveillance screen and said, "Him. Let me in."
Director Gordon sensed urgency in Batman's tone and couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"
"Rachel and Harvey are missing. It has to be him!" Batman showed a hint of anxiety, suddenly grabbing Director Gordon's coat and shouting, "Let me in to question him, or it'll be too late!"
Director Gordon reached out to stop the agents from moving forward, saying, "Calm down, calm down!"
Batman took a deep breath, "If we delay any longer, it will be too late. Let me in to question him."
Director Gordon nodded, then said, "Open the door."
Batman said, "Turn off the cameras."
"That's against regulations…" Director Gordon hesitated, but then nodded, "Turn off the cameras."
Soon, Batman entered the holding cell.
The Joker looked up and waved, smiling, "Hi!"
The next moment, Batman's fist landed on the Joker's face, knocking him to the ground. Then he grabbed the Joker and slammed him hard onto a table.
Batman yanked the Joker by his collar and roared, "If you want to kill me, then come at me!"
"Kill you? Haha, no, no, no…" The Joker laughed exaggeratedly. "Why would I want to kill you? If I kill you, what will I do? Keep extorting those gangsters? Or play with those petty thugs? No, I don't want that. You make me more complete!"
Batman roared, "You're just a piece of trash who kills for money!"
"Is that what you think?" the Joker chuckled. "Don't be like those people, saying the same things. In their eyes, you are also a monster, just like me. Now, it's only because they need you. When they don't need you, they'll try their best to avoid you. Their morals, their principles, are all rotten jokes. You know, we're not monsters, just superior…"
Batman showed impatience, grabbing the Joker's clothes and lifting him up, "Don't feed me that nonsense. Tell me, where are Rachel and Harvey!"
"If you want to play this game, you have to follow the rules…"
*Bang!*
Batman threw a punch without hesitation.
"Choose one of two, you can only save one…"
*Bang!*
Batman's fist was still the response to the Joker.
"Are you planning to save your little girlfriend, or support your ally in fighting crime? Hahaha, look at you now, all angry…"
*Bang!*
Batman raised his fist and swung again. Blood trickled from the Joker's mouth.
"Okay, okay, I'll tell you, but you have to make a choice," the Joker said. "He's at 25052 Main Street, and your little girlfriend is on Exe Street."
*Bang!*
Batman punched the Joker to the ground again and quickly walked out of the holding cell.
Director Gordon, waiting at the door, followed Batman and asked, "Which one are you going to save?"
Batman said as he walked, "Rachel!"
"I'll save Harvey," Director Gordon called out to the other agents. "Go, go, go, everyone grab your gear and follow me."
…
Bai Ye stood by the window, looking in the direction of the Investigation Bureau.
Soon, the silence of the night was broken by piercing sirens. Shortly after, Batman rode out of the Investigation Bureau on his Bat-cycle, followed by a large contingent of police cars roaring out, heading in different directions.
"It's finally begun."
Bai Ye's lips curved into a smile. He then moved away from the window, patted Fatty's shoulder.
Bai Ye said, "What's your name?"
Fatty blinked and replied, "Diak."
"Alright, Diak, it's a pleasure to meet you," Bai Ye said with a smile. "I wish you a pleasant life."
After speaking, Bai Ye walked towards the door, bowed elegantly to Fatty, and then closed the door, as if he had never been there.
…