Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 341 Game
Just then, a semi-transparent screen suddenly appeared in the air of the room, displaying Wayne's virtual avatar.

A hint of panic crossed his face, and his voice betrayed his unease: "What do you want to do?"

How could he be uneasy about being able to find his true form so easily at Wayne Manor?

Shi Fei glanced around, his gaze sweeping over the flashing laser lines and the floating devices, a cold smile playing on his lips:
"You're hiding in a technological fortress to fight crime? You're just playing a game of fighting crime, aren't you, Mr. Wayne!"

Shi Fei's words were full of sarcasm, especially the last part, "Lord Wayne."

Whether it's Night Owlman or Batman, anyone who sees their past will find it strange.

The city's richest man, the city's biggest capitalist, wears high-tech equipment at night just to catch a few criminals?

There are so many options available, yet they chose to do it themselves. If this isn't a game of "psychological redemption," what is it?
Wayne's expression changed on the screen, his voice tinged with anger and unease: "What do you know? You have no idea about the evil in this city!"

"What evil? The greatest evil is you!" Shi Fei lightly swept his finger across the room, and the laser lines in the room suddenly flickered violently, as if the entire space was shaking.

The hatch of the nutrient tank slowly opened, and a blast of cold air rushed out. Shi Fei reached out and grabbed, as if grasping some invisible force, and then pulled sharply.

Wayne on the screen let out a low growl, and the virtual image began to twist and shatter, eventually turning into countless specks of light and dissipating into the air.

At the same time, Wayne in the nutrient tank suddenly opened his eyes, a look of confusion and fear flashing in his pupils.

"Welcome back to reality, Wayne." Shi Fei's voice was cold and calm: "It's time for you to experience what it's like to be in the human world again."

"You bastard..." Wayne's consciousness was being re-injected from the computer into his body. His plans had been disrupted, how could he not be furious?

"Afu!" he growled, his voice filled with suppressed anger and a hint of barely perceptible panic.

As he finished speaking, the ceiling of the room slowly opened, and a black box fell from above, hovering in mid-air.

The box's surface is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the flowing laser lines in the room, giving it a mysterious and austere appearance.

The box opened instantly, and countless black and gold metal blocks flew out like a swarm of bees, quickly circling around Wayne. These metal blocks rapidly combined in mid-air, emitting soft "clicking" sounds, and in the blink of an eye, they transformed into a futuristic Night Owl armor set.

The armor's surface gleamed with a cold luster, each piece of armor appearing meticulously crafted, both sturdy and flexible, perfectly conforming to Wayne's body.

At the same time, silvery-white liquid gushed from the walls of the room, rolling and gathering on the ground like a living thing, eventually forming a huge owl mount at Wayne's feet.

The mount's wings spread out, gleaming with a metallic sheen, and two cold blue beams shot from its eyes, as if it were ready to pounce on the enemy at any moment.

The combination of armor and mount instantly gave Wayne, who was originally just an ordinary person, combat abilities comparable to those of a superhuman.

The poor rely on mutation, while the rich rely on technology—this saying is perfectly exemplified in Wayne's case.

The Night Owl mount let out a deep neigh, then charged toward Shi Fei like a black lightning bolt, carrying Wayne.

Wayne swung his arm, and the cloak behind him, like a giant black python, silently sliced ​​through the air, slashing towards Shi Fei with a fierce momentum. The cloak, seemingly soft, transformed into a sharp blade in its high-speed movement, as if to cleave Shi Fei in two.

"..." Shi Fei sighed softly. He raised his hand and easily caught the seemingly deadly cloak, as if it were just a light feather.

He looked at Wayne, who was wearing black and gold armor, and said, "You still say you're not playing a game? You have liquid metal robots now, and you're still using melee physical attacks. Even using an electromagnetic cannon would be more reliable!"

This method of using an anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito is what Shi Fei felt was out of place about Wayne.

Despite possessing such advanced technology, they choose to fight in the most primitive way, as if it were only to satisfy some kind of heroic complex, or some kind of "ritual".

Wayne's face darkened beneath the visor of his armor, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles cracked.

He said coldly, "What do you know? This is my way, my rules!"

A blinding blue laser suddenly shot out from Wayne's palm, like a sharp dagger, aimed straight at Shi Fei's chest. His movements were swift and fierce, as if he intended to kill Shi Fei with a single blow.

At the same time, he issued a command to Afu through the intelligent system built into the armor: "Activate the castle defense system!"

Instantly, the lights in the entire room turned crimson, and the alarm blared shrilly, as if the entire castle was trembling with Wayne's rage.

The laser lines on the wall flickered wildly, as if transmitting some kind of emergency signal. Heavy footsteps came from afar, clearly the Dark Knights were on their way to provide support.

But Shi Fei was already fed up. He ignored the laser beam, not even bothering to dodge. The laser struck his chest, but it vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

Facing Wayne, Shi Fei gently raised his hand and slapped Wayne's chest with his palm.

The moment the blow struck his chest, Wayne's armor suddenly emitted a piercing "crack" sound. Immediately afterward, the black and gold armor plates seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, rapidly disintegrating into countless metal pieces that scattered in the corners of the room, making crisp clanging sounds.

Wayne's body shuddered violently. Without the support of his armor, he felt an unprecedented weakness.

He looked down at his hands; his arms, once encased in armor, now appeared pale and powerless. His breathing became rapid, as if even standing was difficult.

To his even greater shock, his Night Owl mount also began to twist and deform. The once majestic mechanical creature now resembled a lump of kneaded silver clay, gradually losing its original form.

A few seconds later, it turned into a strange shape—it was Patrick Star from SpongeBob SquarePants!
“What…what did you do…” Wayne’s voice trembled slightly.

He tried to stand, but his legs felt as heavy as lead. Without his armor, his mount, or the aid of technology, he was just a slightly stronger, ordinary man.

He had once defeated countless powerful enemies, relying on numerous sets of armor and battle suits. But now, he felt weaker than ever before.

"I'll let you experience the real world!"

(End of this chapter)