Chapter 3142

A piercing alarm sounded in Schiller's ears instantly.

"Please all players be prepared."

Schiller immediately found that he couldn't move. He turned his head to look at Batman on the side. The other party's hand was on the hunting rifle, but he maintained this posture without moving.

According to Batman's reaction speed, if he hadn't been forcibly controlled, he would have fired at least three shots by now.

Everyone subconsciously assumed a combat posture, but no one could get close to the corpse.

The red 20-sided die appeared again, and everyone stared closely at the rotating die.

"Free speech enabled. You can freely discuss tactical arrangements during combat. Time stops during the discussion, and the number of rounds remains unchanged."

The electronic sound began to become hoarse, and some fragments flashing with snow appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Main quest triggered."

"The Detective Will Die: A heavy snow has made this remote small village an isolated desperate situation, and even more unfortunately, there are traces of a Wanderer here."

People with different purposes gathered together. Just after this brief peace, the corpse with a strange death moved.

There was no time. Everyone knew deeply that any strange situation meant the arrival of an anomaly, and they must take action immediately.

"Subdue the strange corpse within five rounds, reward: Skill Point * 1."

"Combat begins, round number: 1."

Schiller immediately found that the strange feeling of restraint on his body disappeared, and then he suddenly became a third-person perspective, watching himself standing in front of the corpse.

He seemed to have left his body.

Looking up, he found that others were the same. They all returned to the appearance of wearing their own clothes, floating behind their bodies in a semi-transparent form. Their activities were not restricted, but they couldn't touch anything, as if they were just a virtual projection.

After Batman found he could open his mouth to speak, he had no intention of talking nonsense and said directly, "No one is allowed to fire."

"Why?" Bruce asked with his arms crossed.

"This guy's chest was hit by two shots," Batman said. "One hit the lung, and the other hit the heart."

"Is it a fatal wound?"

"It's hard to judge," Batman said. "Theoretically, it should be directly fatal, but it's hard to explain why the corpse is in this form, so we can assume that these two bullets that should have been fatal failed to kill him. Firing now should also be futile."

"I agree," Bruce nodded and said, "Did you notice the wording of the mission description? The word used is subdue, not kill, which means this guy might not be able to be killed."

"It's not that he can't be killed," the Joker suddenly opened his mouth. He looked down at the corpse on the ground and said, "But there are some things on him. I can feel it."

The White Knight turned his head to look at him, raised an eyebrow, but still opened his mouth and said, "If there are some strange things in this world, then the corpse with a very strange death in front of us must be its best place to stay. We can destroy the corpse, but we can't destroy the strange thing."

"To know how to subdue him, we must first figure out how he became like this," Schiller had to open his mouth. He was a person with a relatively conservative strategic thinking. He believed that before figuring out the truth, taking any action was a very risky move.

"How do you think the corpse became like this? Doctor?" The main universe Batman looked at Schiller and asked.

Schiller slowly walked to the side of the corpse. He walked around the corpse once, then shook his head and said, "Sorry, my ability is sealed."

The main universe Batman narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Are you talking about psychoanalysis?"

"The thing that supports psychoanalysis," Schiller looked back at him and said, "You know my analysis method is different from others, and it may also be that the time is not right yet."

"My thinking is not sharp enough either," Batman said. "I can only think about one thing at a time now. If there are more, my thinking will be a bit chaotic."

"How many points is your Intelligence?"

"I added as many points as possible, but there are still only 8 points."

Schiller nodded, indicating understanding. Batman's occupation is a hunter. The Intelligence in the hunter's initial attributes cannot be too high, otherwise he would have gone to a famous university long ago and wouldn't need to rely on hunting to make a living.

"Skill points," Greed suddenly opened his mouth. "The reward for combat victory is skill points, which means we can add skills, and perhaps the skills we originally possessed must be re-acquired through skill points."

Everyone nodded. They also thought so. This is clearly a high-difficulty original instance. It is normal to have restrictions at the beginning.

"The cut is very smooth, which is almost impossible to do," Bruce said. "I don't think there is any weapon in this small village that can cut a human body like this. This must be caused by an anomaly."

Schiller looked at the corpse and then at the window next to him. He seemed to understand something, but still said, "How do you think we should subdue him?"

Batman looked at everyone's standing position and said, "Now I am behind him, and in front of me is the door. I can try to kick him, and you cooperate to open the door, so that we can kick him into the snow outside."

"You mean..."

"I just felt it at the door. The temperature outside should have reached about minus 20 degrees. In such a temperature, the human body will soon be frozen stiff, which can greatly limit his mobility."

"But if this doesn't count as subduing, wouldn't we have to go out and fight him?" The White Knight raised an objection and said, "We don't wear many clothes. In the absence of a heat source, I'm afraid we can't even hold on for a few minutes."

"If he doesn't fall down for a long time, I will try to give him a shot," the main universe Batman said. "The impact of the hunting rifle is not small. Even if it can't kill him, it can make him take a few steps back. You can take the opportunity to move the bookshelf over and press him down when he rushes to the door."

Then they discussed it again and divided the work. The main universe Batman is the main combat role. He is responsible for kicking the corpse out, observing his reaction, and giving him a shot in time.

Schiller, who is closest to the door, should open the door at the right time so that the corpse can be kicked out, while others go to move the bookshelf.

"Are you ready?" the Transcendent asked.

"Combat begins," the main universe Batman said in a low voice.

Instantly, everyone's consciousness returned to their bodies, and the corpse also swayed and stood up.

Two or three seconds were enough for everyone to adapt, and the main universe Batman took a step forward and kicked out.

Bang!

When the corpse stood up, the upper body that had been split in two fell to the left and right, causing a moment of stiffness. Batman stood straight and gave a front kick, just hitting the connection point of his body.

The small wooden house was not big, and the place where the corpse was located was said to be the center of the living room, but it was actually not far from the door. Batman's strength must have been added to more than 15. With one kick, the corpse was kicked out directly and fell heavily into the snow.

Others were not careless, hurriedly making way for the main universe Batman. He walked quickly to the door, picked up the hunting rifle, and aimed at the corpse.

The snow outside was very heavy. When Schiller checked the thickness of the snow just now, he found that except for the faint small path outside the house, the depth of the snow was at least up to an adult's thigh.

After the corpse was kicked into the snow, it was like falling into a lake, and it couldn't climb up for a while. After finally standing up shakily, the main universe Batman took the opportunity and fired a shot.

The corpse fell down again.

Blood spread, staining a whole piece of snow red. The corpse didn't move for a long time, but there was no prompt for combat victory.

Everyone was a bit confused. The Transcendent's weak voice came.

"You kicked him too far, and the clues can't be collected."

"What?" the main universe Batman asked.

"That, did you notice the name of this main quest?" The Transcendent's emotion seemed very complicated.

"Name?" The main universe Batman reacted, and he repeated the name of the main quest, "The Detective Will Die?"

"That is to say, the detective hasn't died yet?!" Bruce raised his voice and said, "You tell me this thing hasn't died yet?!"

"It seems it really hasn't died," Schiller opened his mouth and said, "Do you remember that the opening monologue said he was about to die? That might be that he hasn't died yet."

"Then what should we do now?"

Everyone looked at each other. They kicked the key quest prop away at the beginning, causing the clues to fail to trigger. Where can they reason about this?

"Quick, quick, quick, carry him back!" The main universe Batman rushed out of the door, and the other two who were dressed relatively warmly, Greed and Owlman, followed him out to pick up the corpse.

Putting the corpse in the center of the living room again, Schiller seemed to hear some sounds. He waved everyone away and leaned over to listen carefully.

"He came with the heavy snow... He wanders outside the window... He never stops his steps... Until he descends like the god of death..."

"Combat victory, combat used a total of 1 round, start distributing rewards."

Schiller found that his vision became blurry again, and a dense list appeared before his eyes.

"What is this?" Schiller asked.

"Skills," the Transcendent replied. "Look at the number in the upper right corner, which proves that you have one skill point now. You can invest this skill point into any skill and put the skill into the skill bar."

Schiller pulled the list down and found that the number of skills was very large, basically covering all aspects, but he pulled to the bottom and didn't find the skill he wanted to find.

"No psychology?"

"Sorry, that is a professional skill. There is no condition in your character setting that can explain that you know psychology, so you can't add it."

Schiller was a bit clear and said, "So Bruce can add it?"

"Yes, he can."

"Then how do you let him learn psychology?"

"We will directly transmit theoretical knowledge into his mind."

"And then?"

"Uh, skills have levels. The first level and the second level only need one skill point. The third level needs two points. If you only add the first level, it is only theoretical knowledge."

"Is there psychoanalysis?"

"Yes."

"How do you let him learn the highest level of psychoanalysis?" Schiller still wouldn't let go.

"Uh, that, can this question be skipped?"

"What do you think?"

The Transcendent was silent for a long time before opening his mouth and saying, "Copied your skill."

"What?"

"It's just copying your psychoanalytic method."

Schiller was stunned, but he still asked, "Then how do you let Bruce know this method?"

"There is no way to let him really know, but you can let him feel that he knows," the Transcendent explained. "I am the organizer, of course, I have the correct answer. I just need to transmit the correct answer into his brain in the form you saw."

"...... The form I saw?" Schiller repeated.

He immediately opened his mouth and said to Bruce, "Don't add psychoanalysis!"

But he was muted, and in the time-stopped state, he couldn't even make lip movements.

And when the skill selection ended, seeing Bruce's triumphant smile, Schiller knew he must have added it.