"Follow the route to evacuate, your people are waiting over there."
To avoid revealing his identity, Lin Miao had to lower his voice like a coupon seller, speaking as if he had throat cancer.
The Truth Department blinked, and suddenly saw a yellow line extend on the floor, reaching the end of the corridor.
[Mission Name: Evacuate the Castle]
[Mission Summary: You have learned the evil of this place, now it’s time to preserve yourself and bring the truth out from underground. Lousy warriors and 2B are waiting for you at the passage entrance. Quickly rendezvous with them]
[Mission Reward: ???]
"What the hell, did I walk onto the wrong set?"
If someone appeared with a name like a coupon seller, the Truth Department could understand. Though he didn’t know him, he at least heard the name, but suddenly popping out a real Batman, isn’t it too abstract?
Or is this game having a crossover with DC?
A2 was also stunned, because she found that the other person actually held the highest command authority of Super Earth, with all data streams converging to this person.
Is he the President of Super Earth, or the Shitless General?
And the Truth Department was already drooling, his hands groping at Lin Miao’s temporarily cut and polished breastplate, like a pervert.
"Oh... This equipment must be worth a lot of money... Look at this bat emblem, oh, look at this arm blade... Oh... Oh..."
"No wonder it’s Wayne Enterprises... Look, I’m eighteen too... good-hearted, righteous, morally upright, aspiring from a young age to fight against evil, although I don’t have a butt as full as Nightwing, but if you insist on taking me as a Robin, I can’t say I won’t agree..."
"By the way, why haven’t I seen Wayne Enterprises news in Night City... Oh! Right... Your house is in Gotham..."
As for the two little brothers who got killed, that’s no biggie.
Lin Miao’s expression under the mask was a mess, in any other place, he would’ve just kicked this guy offline.
Blame it on coming too early just now, should’ve let those security guards kill this idiot first before making an appearance.
[Warning, NPC affection is declining]
The sudden appearance of a flashing red alert made the Truth Department quickly withdraw his hand, not daring to continue messing around.
"Let’s go right away, we’re leaving right away!"
Though he said so, he grinned apologetically and scampered off in the opposite direction.
Even though the fog hasn’t cleared, Lin Miao could guess what the guy was off to do.
"Good stuff... good stuff, A2, hurry up and help me grab it, grab it all and let’s go."
The Truth Department forcefully pried open the corpse of a security guard, and tugged and pulled to take out the gun from the other’s hands.
"Damn it, good stuff wasted here."
"This one’s for my second mate."
"This one’s for my brother."
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Because Lin Miao used too much force, he blew the opponent’s skull out, the eyeballs even popped out.
Lin Miao rubbed his forehead, only this group can loot dead people’s gear without any scruples at such a time.
His sighing was heard by the Truth Department, who looked up and chuckled.
"Came all this way, lost two brothers, going back empty-handed isn’t right, is it?"
Lin Miao was too lazy to respond to this idiot, instead gave A2 a signal to go help loot, then turned and left.
In the end, the Truth Department forcibly stripped the four corpses lying on the ground to just their underwear, leaving not a single gun or piece of clothing, wearing several outfits like a penguin, even roping Lewis in to help carry the loot.
If it weren’t absolutely necessary, he wouldn’t have left those four corpses, with so many prosthetics on them.
As for good brothers and the Propaganda Department, wish them a jolly offline forum adventure.
The Truth Department took a kick at the Propaganda Department’s skull, passing by Lin Miao not forgetting to greet.
"Master Wayne, oh no, it’s Batman, we’re off first, don’t let us disrupt your battle with the Court of Owls."
Any mercenary team jumping into this pit, Lin Miao would’ve pretended not to see, dead is dead.
But once a player knows, it’s like all players know.
If he didn’t intervene, the next day this place would turn from a secret private club to a marketplace.
Mayor Laine’s mask would be plucked apart by these players, God knows what else great fun could be stirred up.
"Lucy, where’s the nearest security team?"
"60 meters away from you, two turns and you’re there."
Sitting in a hidden corner of the underground pipeline operating a computer, Lucy retorted.
"I say, why are you wearing this outfit, isn’t it a bit too distasteful?"
Even in Night City, Lucy thought Lin Miao’s Batman cosplay gear was on the heavy side.
"Don’t you think it’s cool?"
"You really think? Your taste is terrible..."
"Can’t chat with you."
While talking, Lin Miao jumped onto the ventilation duct players had crawled through earlier, crouching and moving forward slowly, but unlike them, the gates blocking players automatically opened in front of Lin Miao, and dropped down again after he passed.
Unlike players, before coming to the rescue, Lin Miao first went to the deepest data machine room.
And as he thought, the data fortress of this club’s machine room had long been broken through unknown loopholes downstairs.
Perhaps to prevent leaks or ban prosthetics, there weren’t any hackers prepared here.
And for the already expanded play hole violently used by someone, Lucy hacked in without triggering a report naturally wasn’t too difficult.