In the Sand Village, the clones are everywhere, and the Arkham game begins

Chapter 4: Avatar Launch, Arkham Begins

LV2 puppetry also has further branches, including LV2 puppet making and LV2 puppet manipulation.

Another thing is the progress bar.

There is a small button next to the progress bar and two more lines of comments.

[Please collect more luck. When the luck gauge is full, you can open a new world and enter the incarnation. 】

[Current progress: 1% of the world has been opened: ]

These two sentences contain a lot of information.

There are three key words.

Luck, a new world, and incarnation.

Gaining luck to open a new world, sending an avatar to the new world, and then gaining more luck in the new world should be the most important new function of the panel besides displaying attributes.

Qingshui continued to click the button with his mind.

All the data on the panel began to distort, and finally turned into a black vortex that could swallow people.

Qingshui felt that a strand of his consciousness was being stripped away and swallowed by the whirlpool.

"I feel a little dizzy."

Qingshui shook his head, closed his eyes, and felt a new and strange experience.

It was as if my consciousness split into two.

One is here, and the other is in another world far away. It has almost independent consciousness, but is completely controlled by the original body.

"It's a bit like the Shadow Clone Technique? But a little different?"

Although Shimizu doesn't know the B-level ninjutsu of Shadow Clone yet, he knows the effect of this ninjutsu.

Obviously, this so-called incarnation seems to be much more capable than the shadow clone, almost turning itself into two living individuals.

……

……

Ominous lightning split the sky, and under the thick dark clouds, heavy rain fell.

This is Gotham.

But when Qingshui's consciousness entered this world, he felt unwell.

He was in a small room of about ten square meters. The floor and walls were made of some white substance with a metallic luster that looked very hard.

Cold blue light shone through a bulletproof glass door, and angry curses were heard from both sides from time to time.

He had just received the settings and partial memories of this body when he heard a noise coming from next door.

"Oh, hey! Black Mask, you're almost there! You're very close to the correct answer! Think about it carefully! It has wings, but it's not an angel, it can suck blood, and it's not a devil, so what could it be? The answer to this riddle is very simple!"

A greasy accent came from the room on the left, with an exaggerated tone as if someone was giving a speech.

"Fuck you! Can you please change rooms? I want to chop your mouth off and feed it to Batman!"

The guy in the next room is about to collapse.

This guy would give out two hundred riddles a day, and would keep bothering you if you couldn't answer them. Only when you answered his riddle would he be quiet for a while and think about a new riddle.

Qingshui covered his ears, sat in the corner, and sorted out the information in his mind.

His current location is...

Arkham!
The Riddler and Black Mask were his neighbors in Arkham.

The former is famous and hated by everyone, while the latter is just a second- or third-tier villain in Gotham.

His own name is Clearwater, which can also be translated as Qingshui.

His nickname on the Gotham street is Puppet Master, and he is one of the worst villains among the worst.

A crazy Asian doctor with average medical skills but obsessed with curing the dead, in the process of stitching up the corpses, mastered the skill of turning the corpses into puppets and controlling their movements with steel wires.

This gave Qingshui the feeling that they were somewhat like human puppets, but in fact, both the craftsmanship of making the puppets and the means of operation were quite crude. To control those puppets, only a professionally trained policeman with weapons was needed to knock down a large number of them.

It's quite low, so it's just a minor villain, not as impressive as the two next door. This minor crime is not enough to send him to Arkham.

But because the doctor thought he had mental problems, he was imprisoned in Arkham.

"Oh, hey, this is the easiest riddle, even a kindergarten kid can figure it out, you idiot, if only Batman was here, that guy is the only genius who has solved every difficult riddle I've ever solved!"

"How about I change to a simpler riddle? Then I'll have to think about it carefully. To be honest, this is the first time I feel that I have to spend so much time thinking about a simple riddle..."

"Hey, you who is so-and-so, why don't you come and guess? I see you've been quiet for quite a while!"

Qingshui also silently put down his hand that was pressed against his ear.

It's useless. He talks too much.

"First, I don't say hello."

"Second, the answer to the riddle in front of you is bat."

"Third, don't bother me. If you do, I'll turn you into a puppet!"

"fourth!"

Qingshui couldn't help but punch the wall with his fist.

"Riddler, get out of Gotham!"

The Riddler in the next room took off his green hat with a puzzled look on his face.

Why do I feel like this colleague called Puppet Master seems to have a deep grudge against me?
"You're the one who should get out of Gotham! Listen, I'm going to give you a riddle. If you can't answer it, when I get out, I'm going to..."

"Ding dong!"

Qingshui looked impatient and banged on the bulletproof glass door in front of him frantically with his hands.

The movement was quickly discovered by the personnel checking the surveillance.

Then, the heavy iron door was pushed open and a fully armed guard walked in.

"Clearwater! You'd better be busy, or I'll let you know the consequences of disturbing me!"

"Master Guard! Riddler just said that he has contacted the Penguin outside and has made a plan to escape the prison. He also invited me and Black Mask to join."

Black Mask: ???

When was I invited to jailbreak?

The guard did not dare to delay and quickly took out the communicator.

"Room 408. Riddler is suspected of escaping from prison. We recommend moving him to the underground heavy-duty guard room."

Riddler: ???

"Oh, hey! I'm not planning on escaping prison!"

The Riddler leaned over the transparent glass and opened his mouth to shout.

"You dare to say you don't want to escape from prison?"

Qingshui asked in a mean way with a smile similar to Anya's on his face.

"Nonsense, who in this place doesn't want to escape from prison? Don't you want to?"

The Riddler asked rhetorically.

"No, everyone in Arkham is talented and speaks well. I like it here! Black Mask, you also heard the Riddler's instigation, right?"

Black Mask finally reacted by now and nodded heavily in front of the guard.

A team of armed prison guards soon arrived, handcuffed and shackled the Riddler, and dragged him to a heavy-duty prison room with a higher security level.

"It's finally quiet!"

Black Mask took a deep breath, stretched his legs and sat in the corner of the room.

"Not necessarily. Every cell has recordings and surveillance. They will check everything out soon, so that guy may still come back."

Qingshui said helplessly, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the cell.

(End of this chapter)