Chapter 131 A Good Calculation

"Hehehe… how long do you think she can last?" Woody's voice suddenly came from the side and behind the Calamity.

Calamity didn't turn his head, and replied lightly, "Are you referring to Catwoman?"

Woody laughed. "Oh? Do you think 【Cai Bu Pa Ne】can win?"

Calamity replied, "Judging by the standards of a non-superpowered hero in the DC Universe, Selina Kyle's abilities are not outstanding. Her speed and jumping ability are about four times that of an ordinary person; her resistance to falling from heights and heavy blows is three times that of an ordinary person; in terms of strength, she is only slightly stronger than a strong adult male… Such strength is far inferior to male heroes such as Nightwing and Knight." He paused for a moment. "Even if Bu Pa doesn't use any skills, the two should be evenly matched."

At this time, both he and Woody were floating in the air, and their whereabouts had been hidden. No will in this dimension could detect their existence, including Bu Pa and Catwoman, who were fighting below them.

"But Catwoman has two things that Bu Pa doesn't." Woody continued, "One is superb fighting skills, and the other… is the 'luck' of being a major character in this universe."

"'Luck'?" Calamity repeated. "Hum… are you saying she will never die?"

"She will, and she won't…" Woody laughed. "Hehehe… for a relatively important hero or villain like Catwoman, if she 'dies,' it's mostly a fake death. After disappearing for a while, she will reappear." He explained, "If players want to 'kill' these characters, they must master the correct method. They must never cut off their heads or beat them into mincemeat. If they do that, the 'highest will' of the DC Universe may intervene, such as sending Superman to suddenly appear and stop the player's actions."

Woody's next tone was somewhat sarcastic: "To 'kill' these major characters, I personally recommend a few classic methods… One, shoot a bullet a few millimeters away from their heart; two, push them into an abyss; three, let them disappear in an explosion." He spread his hands. "Hehehe… you have to leave some room for the 'highest will,' understand? That way, it's easier for him to resurrect these characters."

"Tch… sounds like the 'highest will' here, like our boss, likes to do things in a roundabout way." Calamity responded.

"Hehe…" Woody continued his wretched smirk, "Actually, the 'oAA' of the Marvel world is like this too. If there are too many uncorrectable errors, it has to 'reboot' all the world lines and clear the memories of the life forms."

"Okay, let's get to the point." Calamity said, "You suddenly popped up just to tell me that the person I bet on is about to lose?"

"Hehehe… that's just one of the reasons." Woody smiled extremely lewdly. "Also, I want to show off that my people are already sure to win."

"One day, Woody, I will tear your throat apart and make you unable to laugh." Calamity said coldly.

"But that won't be today." Woody replied, "At this moment, the little brother Plague bet on has already rage-quit, Mr. You's people have also been killed, and when your little girl dies, the last variable will also disappear."

"Hum… you dare to say you are sure to win with just that?" Calamity snorted coldly. "Even if my people really die here as you predicted." He turned his head and replied, "Xi De's bet on 【Shiva】 and War's favorite 【Qisha】 are all far stronger than that madman under your command, and it's only a matter of time before those two regain their freedom."

"Hehehe… things will be easier when they regain their freedom…"

…………

At the same time, in the car leaving the police station.

"Hey, where are we going?" Qisha shouted to the police officers in the transport vehicle, through the iron window and bulletproof glass.

But the other party ignored him completely.

The design of this transport vehicle is very unique. There is only a small window between the driver's seat and the rear compartment. The window is a piece of bulletproof glass, and both sides of the glass have dense iron mesh. The surroundings of the rear compartment are all metal plates comparable to armor. The door cannot be opened from the inside, and there are multiple reliable latches on the outside.

Based on the painful experience of transporting super criminals countless times in the past, Gotham police came up with such a transport vehicle. The police officers responsible for escorting simply do not share a compartment with this kind of prisoner, so as not to be hijacked… In addition to the front driver and co-driver, other police officers, and the keys to the rear compartment, are all in another car. After arriving at the destination, the people in that car will come down, surround the transport vehicle, and open the door.

"Don't waste your energy, they can't hear you." Shiva still looked calm and composed.

"You're really relaxed…" Qisha said, "Aren't you afraid that I'll suddenly attack and kill you?"

At this moment, the two were sitting face to face, less than a meter apart. For Qisha, a master of fighting, this was indeed an extremely advantageous situation.

"You and I both understand that the chances of success are greater if we join forces to escape." Shiva said, "If we want to fight, we have to wait until we get rid of the police and superheroes."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Qisha said, tearing the chain in the middle of the handcuffs apart with his arms to both sides, and he also used the same method on the shackles on his feet.

"I'm waiting for the car to drive far enough away from the city center." Shiva replied, "This will ensure that there will be no superheroes nearby to support when we escape."

Hearing this, Qisha stood up and looked forward through the window, wanting to see the scenery outside through the windshield of the driver's seat, but he couldn't see clearly because of the two layers of glass and the darkness outside.

"Don't bother, my reconnaissance specialization is not bad, I probably know the situation outside." Shiva said, "We should be approaching the edge of the city. We can do it at any time, but… I'm thinking about something."

"What is it?" Qisha asked.

"Don't you think it's strange? We have already surrendered and entered the police station with them. Why did they stop halfway through the interrogation and then try to send us somewhere else?"

"Of course, it's because they are afraid of our strength."

"Perhaps that's one of the reasons." Shiva continued, "But I think… there's something else." He raised his eyes to look at Qisha. "We have behaved very cooperatively, and neither you nor I have directly harmed any Gotham civilians. But why… did they suddenly lose trust in us and can't wait to send us somewhere else for further processing?"

"Someone said something, or did something… that changed their minds?" Qisha replied after thinking for a few seconds.

"Now that I think about it… the death of Zhao Ying Wang is really strange." Shiva said thoughtfully, "Obviously, there is something fishy about that 【Feng Bujue】…"

"Could it be that he has some kind of skill that can control the actions of script characters?" Qisha said.

"If there really was such a skill, we would have died long ago. He only needs to send one or two superheroes to assassinate us when we are alone, and the problem would be solved." Shiva said, "My guess is… this Feng Bujue is causing trouble everywhere in a high-profile manner, and then dragging us and him together, so that the NPC forces have also become hostile to us."

Hearing this, Qisha felt that this was indeed possible. "Oh… so, if we resist and escape now, it's the same as falling into his trap, and we won't be able to explain it later."

"That's right, but it seems that this is our only choice at the moment." Shiva said, "Escaping will completely turn us into enemies of the righteous forces in the script… very passive and extremely dangerous." He paused. "But if we don't escape, we will most likely be sent to places like 'Blackgate Penitentiary' and put under strict supervision. At that time, it will become a contest of 'game time.' If the other party hasn't logged into Thriller Paradise for a long time today, in the end, we two will definitely be kicked offline before him."

"Winning against two people on the combat power list without bloodshed…" Qisha continued, and he actually laughed, "Feng Bujue… what a good calculation."

"What I don't understand is, since the superheroes can find us, they can definitely find him too. He can't be stronger than us, so how can he avoid being arrested or killed?" Shiva said again.

"Maybe he has been arrested, but he's just not locked up with us. For him, as long as he's alive and away from other players, that's enough." Qisha said, "The mission of the indiscriminate mode is 【Become the only surviving player in the script】, presumably he intends to win without fighting us."

"He can also be considered to have made reasonable use of the rules and used the resources in the script to checkmate us." Shiva said, also freeing himself from the shackles on his hands and feet. "Now that things have come to this, we can't change the situation. After all… it takes a certain amount of time to prove that you are a good person, but you can be a villain at any time." He also stood up. "Tactics and force are both ways to compete for victory. Today, 【Feng Bujue】, a player who is not on the combat power list, has taught us a lesson."

Qisha also stood up: "Don't say it as if he has already won, I haven't given up yet."

Shiva said: "I have a suggestion."

Qisha knew what he was going to say and laughed: "After escaping, we shouldn't fight each other first, right?"

Shiva continued: "That's right, but there is no trust between you and me, so let's forget about working together."

"Go our separate ways, and when one of us finds and kills that guy…"

"…then we'll decide the winner."

Both of them are top players with formidable strength, how can they tolerate being calculated by such an insidious and unknown person like Feng Bujue? Now, anyone can win this killing game, but the level twenty-eight guy must not win, otherwise, it would be too cheap for him.

Therefore, the two masters reached a consensus in a few words.

A moment later, there was a sudden loud noise, and the van transporting them was lifted up by a force from the inside and flipped over in the air. Then, a flash of fire appeared at the chassis of the car, and two figures leaped out…