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Chapter 62: Mr. Freeze Victor
Different people have different sorrows, and different worlds have different forms of despair.

Ron was still unsure about other worlds, but in the DC world, even Batman had begun to use guns as weapons, and even when the opponent had lost his ability to fight, he still executed him cleanly and neatly...

Not to mention Ron, anyone who has a general understanding of DC will be pessimistic about this world.

Among the many DC universe worldviews, there are many worldviews about wasteland settings. But even in the wasteland, Batman is rarely as brutal as he is now. And...

Looking into the distance, Ron thought for a moment and then said, "I guess we can't get any information here... Let's go to the next place and get to know this dear world better."

"Where to go?"

"Where the bats sleep~"

After taking a quick look at the general topography of the iron barrel Gotham City, Ron quickly discovered the location of the Batcave in this world - it was not in the old house of Wayne Manor, but located in the center of this iron barrel city. From the outside, it was a magnificent palace.

Although it had been militarized and felt more like a fortress, Ron was still able to determine through some details that this fortress was probably a place like a casino before.

When Ron discovered that the bat nest was actually a casino, his eyes narrowed. Without saying anything more, he waved to Ciri beside him, and then the two of them blended into the crowd and walked towards the fortress.

To be fair, both Ron and Ciri were dressed very differently. If they were in other places, they would have received many strange looks. But now it was different. In this dilapidated city, there were many people like them who were dressed strangely.

"A girl who plays with swords? That's rare~" A sloppy-looking guy leaning against a frosted corner chuckled sarcastically and said:

"Be careful of those crazy women in Amazon. They love to compete with sword fighters like you and then cut you into pieces!"

Ron glanced at the guy hiding in the corner and raised his eyebrows.

Although this guy looked sloppy, Ron still recognized who he was through the weapon hidden on his waist and the intact cryogenic suit under his tattered clothes - Mr. Freeze, Victor Fries.

Batman's old rival, a tall and strong cryogenics doctor. Although in some movies he gives people the impression of a mad criminal who wants to freeze the whole world at any time, he is actually a scientist and even a philosopher who is very fond of studying eternal life technology.

In many major events in the DC Universe, Mr. Freeze has stood on the side of justice more than once, even preventing the Earth from being frozen in ice. Although he is often a villain, he rarely kills people.

Especially when facing Batman, he often uses ice to restrict Batman's movement, and then discusses religion, psychology, life, ideals, and other philosophical issues with Batman.

Thinking in his heart, Ron simply asked: "The crazy woman in the Amazon? You mean those guys who believe in Greek gods?"

"I don't know, but it doesn't matter. They are just struggling now. This world is about to end."

Victor was leaning against the wall, wearing a pair of red round-framed glasses. Although they were glasses, they looked more like a watchmaker's repair eye mask. The entire face was covered, and the edges of the frame were almost embedded in his flesh.

"I really regret it. If I had known that the world was about to end, I might as well have frozen the whole world earlier. At least the people in the ice are lifelike, instead of now, even the corpses need to be burned into ashes and thrown into the poisonous sea." Victor seemed very vulgar, not caring about the swear words in his words. He gave people the feeling of a very stereotyped villain. But throughout the whole process, Ron could feel that Victor's thinking was not affected at all. It was more of a regret - regret that he didn't make his craziest attempt before the world was destroyed, so now he has no chance to try.

If it were any other time, Ron would be happy to talk to Victor about their ideals for the future. But now...

"How much do you know about Batman?"

"Why should I tell you?" Victor sneered and said, "Although this shitty world is about to end, what humans lack the most is the desire to survive. Even if they are dead, they will find ways to be happy at the last moment. Even if it's just a shiver, it's a happy death."

"If you can make me happy... or let the woman next to you make me happy, I might tell you everything~"

As he spoke, Victor grinned grimly.

But Ron didn't care, and even Ciri's face didn't show any emotion.

The main thing is that Victor's mental state is obviously a bit abnormal. In fact, he is a madman who has given up all moral bottom line. He speaks without thinking and has been completely infected by the desperate atmosphere of this city.

"Even though you say that... can your little pudding still get hard?"

Ron stroked his chin and said, "Body temperature must be kept at zero degrees at all times. Once it reaches normal room temperature, you will die immediately in a short time. Although you can use the low-temperature suit to allow yourself to carry out life activities, but the corpus cavernosum... you say so."

"...Go away." After a moment of silence, Victor retreated back into the corner and said coldly, "I don't want to waste my time talking to you."

"Don't refuse so bluntly. Maybe I have something you really want."

Squatting on the ground, facing Victor's gaze, Ron slowly took out a handful of white frost from the Infinite City.

Seeing this, Victor's eyes were immediately filled with annoyance: "A powder seller?"

In this desperate atmosphere where everyone wants to have a good time before dying, selling powder is indeed a pretty good job. After all, just a little bit can make you happy for a long time, and you may even not feel hungry.

"Almost. He is indeed a fan seller. But my fans are quite different."

Ron said with a smile: "This thing is called white frost, a special magical substance. As for the effect, you can think of it as constantly absorbing the warmth and heat from the surrounding environment."

Hearing this, Victor, who had just curled up to express his refusal to communicate, opened his eyes again.

"I want to inspect the goods first."

(End of this chapter)