Bat Fight Simulator

In fact, on the way, he saw a Nightwing rabbit shopping. Of course, unlike the current Dick in pink uniform, he was a stuffed rabbit in a blue tight-fitting uniform with a Kari stick on his back. He looked weirdly cute. Yes, it's a pity that he was looking for someone at that time, otherwise he could have caught him.

So now Timothy still regrets that he would have gone down to catch it if he had known that time. In that case, it would be interesting to take it out now, at least Nightwing's expression would be interesting.

In the face of Robin's wariness, Dick's friendly attitude, and Barbara's wait-and-see attitude.

"Okay, don't be angry anymore. I couldn't find the car at that time, so I kicked you out of the driver's seat. Look, you were the one who broke the wheels."

Timothy even apologized to Hedgehog readily, which made the hedgehog, who was still jumping around and getting angry, look like an overly aggressive character.

The hedgehog seemed to have eaten a mutated mealworm that was not part of the diet, and he could still see the frustration on his plush little face.

The more I feel that Timothy, who is in a good mood, does not look like the dark ghost before. He behaves just like his peers, reliable and friendly to Nightwing.

"You are not an NPC in the dream, right?" Dick had already opened the door and stood in front of Timothy, who was also tall and strong. He used a more game-like way of describing it. After all, there are many things here. A holographic sense of sight.

For example, there are dialog boxes that pop up above your head, prompts that occasionally pop up during actions, and even health and stamina bars that appear when attacking magical creatures.

Why would he know this? Because Dick didn't expect that stepping on the carpet could actually be considered an attack on the opponent. Fortunately, although the red bat carpet looked fierce with curses, it didn't crawl like the hedgehog in front of him with a knife in its teeth, trying to chop him a few times.

Sure enough, happiness is all about contrast. Look, how good-tempered the carpets in our Wayne Manor are.

But after all is well, business can't be forgotten. Dick has been quietly testing the details of the guy in front of him.

Listening to his question, Timothy just chuckled, and his peripheral vision fell on Robin Tim.

He knows that if the player needs an image that appears in the dream, it must be his past appearance. His past, when he was still Robin, he thought it was already a little blurry because it was too far away.

"What are you talking about? Of course I am also a part of the game." The final answer was also quite vague. Timothy did not directly answer Nightwing's question just now.

As for the more mature-looking peer in front of him, Tim was like a cat with explosive fur. His instincts kept warning him about how dangerous this guy in front of him was.

However, the two boys were paying attention to the information and whether there was any danger. Barbara had frequently set her sights on Timothy's bunny ears. Although they were covered by the black top hat, people couldn't help but look at them. And when she tried to pick up the little hedgehog in her hands, the hedgehog jumped to avoid the action, and then went directly in the direction of the bus.

Even Barbara didn't see clearly whether the other party was jumping or running with four short legs. The green spot had already appeared next to the bus.

It seems that the other party's goal is his car, and he doesn't want to continue to deal with Timothy, who is troublesome at first sight.

This kind of deliberate ignorance made Timothy, who was still communicating with Nightwing, start to get excited again. He seemed to be trying to see if Ciwei would jump after teasing him so much.

But in front of him, Nightwing seemed friendly and enthusiastic, and Robin, who just had wariness written on his face, well, it seemed like he still had to deal with these two troublesome guys.

The hedgehog ran away, and Barbara was a little disappointed, but okay, she also returned her attention to the black rabbit in front of her.

It was also at this time that I discovered that there was a black tail behind the opponent.

Barbara saw it, and Tim also subconsciously followed her line of sight, but Nightwing had noticed this abnormality early on. This was because he was not sure whether the other party was a phantom created by dreams, or whether it really existed. Living people can be found even in the real Gotham.

Dick's immediate thought was of the child abduction case. To be honest, he didn't agree with that solution at all.

But like the attentive Nightwing, Timothy also noticed these people's questions, where is Batman?

Dispersed at will in a place like this where communication is not even guaranteed?

Maybe they have smart headsets, but no matter how you think about it, spreading out in an unfamiliar area is not a good idea. He just preferred that Batman would think about spreading out the search after he has a certain understanding of this dream city. .

Where is Batman? Batman is in Arkham City, in Arkham Asylum. He has carefully inspected the cell, the traces left behind, the items used, and he even found two video tapes. .

No matter how crazy he warned himself not to look, it might give him a more bloody and worse result.

But reason still allowed Bruce to find the projection equipment. It was really ridiculous that in the ward of the lunatic asylum, he could find such considerate entertainment products that advertised the so-called emphasis on human rights.

"It's better that you don't look at that kind of thing."

Bruce was cleaning the projector and even trying to get the downed machine working again.

Suddenly, a very childish voice came from behind him. Bruce subconsciously tensed his muscles. In such a place, he didn't think there would be any unrelated children who strayed in.

However, when he turned around holding the glass he found on the road, he was stunned by the childish appearance and face of the newcomer.

It was a face that could easily be identified as related to him by blood, and the age. The other person looked like he might not even be as tall as his waist when he stood up.

"Who are you?" Bruce did not pretend to be a sweet prince of Gotham, but examined the boy in front of him as Batman.