Chapter 3171

Everyone present frowned deeply.

"Who exactly are you? Why did you lead us here?" the Pale Knight asked his question.

But Schiller realized a very key thing: they had names, but no one had ever said their names. For example, this identity of Schiller was called Lodov, so what was Greed called?

"Is your surname Silteke?" Schiller looked at Greed and said.

Greed nodded slowly.

"I didn't lie to you," Greed shrugged and said. "I said it, I'm a rich second-generation heir. Unworthy, my father is exactly Silteke."

Schiller really wanted to record this and send it to Anatoly to watch.

The Pale Knight also reacted. He said, "The hunter starting the lighthouse was to lure us over. He has already seen through your trap!"

"Then didn't you guys not go?" Greed smiled and said. "Since you don't want to be a guest at his place, then come to mine. Please come in."

Facing the black machine gun muzzles, no one could say no and could only walk into the security door under Greed's leadership.

Schiller sighed in his heart. When he saw the first rich person appearing in this script, he should have thought of the "rich second-generation heir" Greed mentioned.

But at this time, Schiller suddenly thought again: if the matter of Silteke Medical Insurance Company was invented by Greed, then how could Batman happen to invent the same name as him?

Schiller thought of that letter.

If the two of them didn't happen to invent the same name, or simply couldn't be such a coincidence, then it must be that one person invented it and one person cooperated to perform.

Greed could directly open the door here and mobilize the machine guns here. If it was a cooperative performance, he shouldn't be able to do all this, so this story was invented by him.

Schiller also felt that this was very consistent with his style. Batman shouldn't invent such a heinous organization, even if it was as a villain.

Then Batman was the person who knew this story and was cooperating with the performance. Greed arrived in advance, killing people and controlling others. Then what did Batman do when he arrived in advance?

Schiller suspected that after Batman arrived, he didn't know where he learned this story, so he left that letter with important information, hidden in the lighthouse for them to find, so that he could tell everyone the clues he had investigated in advance.

Schiller was thinking about where Batman investigated all this, because even if they came relatively early, they didn't come very early, and investigating a conspiracy was not as simple as killing people. That required a long time.

Thinking about it, Schiller felt there was only one possibility, and it still had to do with Batman's talent skill. His skill could control corpses. Could it also read the memories of corpses?

Assuming it could, Batman might have encountered an extremely key corpse... wouldn't it be that detective?

Schiller had previously inferred that this detective, known for his incredible abilities, might have long investigated matters related to Silteke Company. This might be the main reason why the young Silteke played by Greed killed him to silence him.

Greed seized the opportunity and silenced him at the fastest speed, not letting the secret remain until the players arrived. But he didn't expect that the main universe Batman's talent skill was precisely to dig secrets from the dead.

But that wasn't right either. Greed obviously didn't kill the person in the cabin. Then why did he have to move the corpse to the cabin? Throwing the corpse to a far-away place would have no risk at all.

And there wouldn't be the situation where everyone was brought here, except for the main universe Batman, who was the biggest threat.

Schiller suddenly thought of the feeling of discomfort like being punched in the brain the first time he saw that corpse.

This effect of lowering mental health value was obviously judged by the system and should not have been interfered with by Greed. Although it was possible that the system was showing the effect when the mental health value was lowered, it must also be because there was something tricky about the corpse that could give him this opportunity.

"Dogert's corpse is the Prowler," Greed suddenly said. "You looked directly at the monster, of course you would be hit hard."

Schiller raised his eyes to look at him. Greed had been leading them inside. The light in the corridor was very dim. After turning a few corners, a door appeared in front of them.

"You must be very curious about what the secret of the fish is. You will know soon."

After speaking, he opened the door. After Schiller walked into the room, the first thing he saw was a huge cylindrical aquarium placed in this spacious room.

The aquarium was full of fish.

What was even more shocking was that a corpse was soaking in the center of the aquarium. It was exactly the first corpse they saw in the cabin—that is, Dogert, who was sliced open by Greed.

The school of fish was frantically tearing at the meat on Dogert's corpse.

This made Schiller think of what Greed just said: "Dogert is the Prowler."

"You are using a monster to feed fish?!!!" the Pale Knight said loudly. "Are you crazy?!!!"

Greed walked to the chair nearby, sat down, and spun twice, saying, "I'm not crazy, and Madeline didn't lie to you either. There are indeed terrifying monsters in this world, and they are formless and qualityless, but they have limitations."

Everyone present was a smart person. Bruce immediately thought, "You restricted the monster?!"

"Yes, but it's a bit troublesome to talk about it like this. Whoever wants to, give me a shot." Greed, sitting in the chair, opened his arms.

The next second, Schiller pulled out the gun on Owlman's waist.

"Bang!" A shot was fired into Greed's shoulder.

"You really aren't polite!" Greed bared his teeth and said.

"Purely deserved," the Pale Knight commented. "If it weren't for the fact that we still need you to explain the truth, we should have shot you in the head."

"Combat begins..."

Schiller now understood that the system seemed to have a way to judge whether they were really fighting. It might be based on threat or real damage caused. That is to say, as long as there was a great possibility of causing real damage to the players, it could be judged as combat, and if it was a fake fight without harm, it wouldn't work. That was why Greed would ask for a shot first.

After entering combat, time stopped, and they were no longer restricted by their roles and could speak freely.

"When I first came in, I chased the Beyonder and asked about the opening introduction," Greed said in a relaxed tone. "I have participated in a similar game and am very familiar with the rules and so on. I only care about the world setting and the plot."

"In the process of talking to him, asking anything is reasonable, so he told me some things about the monster. Generally speaking, it's about the same as in Madeline's notes. Of course, the point that you can't attack the monster with firearms was added by me."

"No wonder you took my gun to hit the monster at the beginning," Owlman said. Others also remembered that, in fact, the first one to attack the monster with firearms was Greed. The reason he dared to do so was that he knew in his heart that there was no such thing.

"There are monsters in this world," Greed held up a finger and said, "but there are also humans in this world."

"Then comparing the strength of monsters and humans, it is impossible for humans to survive at all. I raised this doubt, and the Beyonder naturally told me that monsters have limitations."

"I continued to ask what abilities monsters have and what limitations they have. He didn't tell me either, so I could only tell him that if he didn't say it, it would be my turn to say it. The Beyonder had no opinion."

"If he knew what you were going to say, he might not be so calm," Schiller said very objectively. "He would make you shut up directly."

"But he didn't. He missed this precious opportunity," Schiller laughed and leaned on the armrest of the chair, saying, "So in my background story, my father, old Silteke, devoted his whole life to studying monsters and established an insurance company, specifically launching insurance against monster events."

"But he didn't intend to pay at all, right?" The Pale Knight's brow was furrowed enough to pinch a fly to death.

"If he had paid, I wouldn't be a rich second-generation heir," Greed said very frankly. The Pale Knight looked at him as if he were looking at something dirty.

"In short, he made a lot of money from this, and I grew up under his influence and also developed a strong interest in monsters. In the company's insurance files, I saw a very interesting anomaly event, which was the Prowler that killed Madeline's family."

"Wait, didn't the Prowler appear in the opening introduction?" Bruce frowned and said. "That should be a monster set by the Beyonder."

"Yes, but can't I add some extra settings to him? Even if the abilities and origins can't be changed, it makes sense to let him appear in front of the world a few more times, right?"

Schiller understood. He said, "You didn't move the Prowler's settings, but used him to construct the story of Madeline's family."

"That's right," Greed nodded and said. "And the key I want to say is that I followed the clues of this case to find the Prowler's limitations and used this limitation to capture him."

"Wait a minute," the Pale Knight interrupted and said, "The Beyonder actually told you such key information?"

"Key information, what are you referring to?"

"The Prowler's weakness."

"When did I say he told me?"

Schiller realized the difference in the words. He said, "It's just inventing a background story. You don't need to know the specific details; you just need to say that such a thing exists."

"That's right," Greed nodded and said. "The limitation the Beyonder gave me is that as long as it conforms to basic logic, it's fine. And I just said, monsters are not invincible; they have limitations and weaknesses. This kind of limitation is even the kind that as long as ordinary people master it, it is possible to escape death."

"Then, as a crazy rich second-generation heir with family learning and money and leisure, is it strange that I spent my whole life capturing a monster?"

The Pale Knight sighed, but Schiller didn't feel surprised. He had realized before that the way to play the game was that the bolder the person, the greater the production. Only by daring to invent would one win.

Greed's logic indeed made sense. Monsters have weaknesses, so they can indeed be dealt with. They cannot be killed, but they can also be restricted.

And Greed was typical of someone who would shine if given a little sunshine. As long as it was possible, there was nothing he dared not do.

The so-called insurance company specifically for paying for anomaly events and the matter of Madeline's family that he set up were actually all paving the way for the setting of capturing the Prowler.

His thinking had never been led into the train of thought of the opening introduction. He had never regarded the Prowler as a terrifying monster that could threaten them, but from the root, he regarded him as a meat pig that could be slaughtered.

"I also have to thank the opening introduction for reminding me," Greed laughed, his eyelashes shimmering under the cold light of the instrument, revealing a kind of dreamy madness.

"If I asked the Beyonder directly what monsters there are, he wouldn't tell me. But the opening introduction is unchangeable. It mentioned the monster Prowler, so this monster must exist. Since it exists and has weaknesses, it can be captured, right?"

Schiller sighed softly. Greed was worthy of being one of the resident personalities controlling the body. In terms of insight into details, ability to use clues, and crazy imagination, he was indeed unique.

"Fine, you win, my creator," Schiller looked into his eyes and smiled and said.

But before Greed could speak, he said again, "But things probably didn't go as smoothly as you imagined, right? Otherwise, why isn't Batman here?"

Suddenly, the smug smile on Greed's face became stiff.