Chapter 3587

Everyone didn't expect to see a scene like a machine crisis—at this time, the periphery of the Brainiac Center's construction site was full of security robots patrolling with guns.

These robots didn't look like products of this era at all; they looked exactly like the big villains in science fiction movies. The metal shells flickered with a gloomy light, and their movements were very smooth. Looking from a distance, they were no different from humans, without the slightest stiffness of mechanical creations.

And they were divided into different models: some were strong giants over two meters tall, their footsteps landing heavily on the ground, with tremors felt tens of meters away; some were smaller in size but faster, running around the entire construction site, and in the gloomy night, only afterimages could be seen.

Not to mention the layers of turrets inside. Some were placed above the main gate, some were arranged in the windows, almost 360 degrees without dead ends. The pitch-black muzzles showed a deeper black in the night, and just looking at them made one's scalp tingle.

Ratcatcher in the team controlled a rat to sneak over, but before it even got close to the edge, it was turned into ashes under a laser, scaring her so much she almost screamed.

Pamela hurriedly covered her mouth. Victor said from the side, "They should have night vision and thermal imaging; we have no way to rush in at all."

"If it were just thermal imaging, it would be easy to handle." Pamela reached out, and a vine crept along the edge of the sidewalk with a rustling sound. As soon as it entered the range of the construction site, it was immediately hit.

"They might have some kind of motion sensing and recognition device; any abnormal movement will be captured."

"This is troublesome now," Deathstroke clicked his tongue and said.

Their actions all fell into the eyes of Shiler, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the top floor of a building nearby. These robots and security facilities were all things he let Brainiac make.

"Predicting Amanda's actions has no difficulty at all. This stupid girl only knows how to charge blindly; she won't choose to find someone to reconcile the contradiction between herself and Congress. She only wants to show her fists so that Congress will bow to her."

"Then to make Congress bow, the stir caused naturally cannot be small. The Brainiac Center, which the whole world is paying attention to, is a good place. She will definitely send Task Force X."

Shiler had Brainiac produce these robots from the moment he decided to take action. This was really not difficult for Brainiac; the factories in Gotham alone were completely enough.

"It's just that I don't understand," Brainiac's voice came from the computer behind him, "Humanoid robots actually have no combat advantage. Except for looking very similar to you, they have unstable centers of gravity, not enough strength, and their force-exerting structures are not scientific at all..."

"If we use machinery to constitute weapons, then what we should do is eliminate the unscientific parts brought about by natural evolution in the human body structure, rather than complete imitation."

Shiler shook his head and said, "No, what kind of robots you produce doesn't depend on what kind of robots are more scientific, but on what kind of robots are easier to be understood."

"Easier to be understood?"

"Accurately speaking, it's what kind of robots the public recognizes," Shiler explained, "Unfortunately, their impression of robots is humanoid robots. They can't understand the scientific robots you make."

"In this era, most people's impression of robots isn't even the robots in the machine crisis, but the Tin Man in 'The Wizard of Oz'—basically just cans made of tin."

"And in this team, except for Batman, everyone else's upper limit of understanding robots is 'humans made of metal'."

"This is the so-called 'insiders watch the technique, outsiders watch the excitement.' Except for Batman, the people in Task Force X are pure laymen in mechanical engineering, and even the vast majority of humans are laymen. They are just watching the excitement."

"Making a very complex and professional mechanical fortress for them to fight, then whether it's them or ordinary people, they won't see any technique; but a human war against metal men is different; everyone can understand what's going on."

"Why let them understand?" Brainiac asked again.

"Because we are not going to kill them; we are just going to have a fight with them, and winning or losing is not important."

Brainiac seemed to understand a little, and he said, "You want to fight a public opinion war? Make people feel that the robots I made are very scary?"

"The opposite," Shiler said, "I want to make ordinary people and politicians realize that there are many things in this world that are much scarier than you and your robots. Only then can we get the initiative."

Pamela, who was squatting outside the fence, looked up at the sky and could see many drones flying around the construction site. If nothing went wrong, there should be cameras filming.

Cameras are good; this way every bit of work they do won't be wasted. When the time comes, Amanda will also be able to see it, and won't this salary be secured?

For the sake of Congress's funding, Pamela no longer hesitated. She waved her hand at the factory gate, and two vines pierced into the chests of the two robots at the gate at a terrifying speed, then instantly pulled them to the other side, disappearing into the soil without a sound.

This made Deadshot, who was aiming with a scope, retract his gun. Pamela said to the people beside her, "I'll use my big move in a while, you guys just rush in during the chaos. We'll gather in the inner courtyard!"

Hearing this sentence, Batman hadn't reacted to what she was going to do. But the moment the words fell, Pamela shot into the sky—she flew directly!

Then, a green sun seemed to light up over the construction site, and dazzling green light covered all the nearby streets. Then, countless vines and trees broke through the soil.

Inside the construction site, even more vines grew through the ground, basically one every two or three meters.

Although the firepower arranged in the courtyard was dense, facing so many vines, it could not achieve effective suppression. Lasers and bullets kept strafing, but one batch was cut down and another grew, and they didn't even grow as fast as they were destroyed.

Especially since most of the vines were two or three meters thick, even lasers and bullets had to hit for a while. Without destroying the main trunk immediately, the branches spread infinitely, almost weaving into a large net.

"Follow me!" Batman, although shocked, still shouted.

A group of people took their weapons and rushed in. By the time they rushed into the courtyard, it had already been turned into a plant maze. Everyone, including the robots, was trapped inside.

But Pamela seemed to have some kind of plant vision; as soon as she saw it was them, all the plants would clear the way for them. So they could be called unimpeded, rushing directly into the main gate all the way.

"Don't go in!" Batman hurriedly shouted to stop, because he saw the red light of a turret flickering inside.

Just as he wanted to arrange combat tasks, Victor, Deadshot, and Deathstroke raised their guns together. Three people, three different bullets, but they hit the turret in the hall corridor at the same time.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The three turrets instantly went silent. Worried that there was an ambush in the reception room after the corridor, Victor threw a freeze grenade over. With a boom, followed by the cracking sound of freezing. The world went quiet.

This building was not the Brainiac Center, but an old building that had not yet been demolished. Behind the front hall was a reception room, and on both sides of the reception room were reception rooms.

Through the window of the reception room at the very back, one could see another building that had already been demolished. There were the equipment and materials being used to build the Brainiac Center.

Deathstroke smashed the window with a gun butt and flipped over directly from outside the window. He saw the drone overhead flying over again, and although hearing such a stir made him a bit annoyed, for the sake of money, he endured it.

Deadshot and several others followed closely, and finally Batman. Before he could make a move, Polka-Dot Man shouted, and countless colored polka dots flew towards the robots in the courtyard.

The robots hit by the colored polka dots instantly disappeared. Polka-Dot Man gasped for breath and said, "I need to rest for a while, you guys go ahead."

His wave successfully eliminated more than 60% of the robots in the inner courtyard, but there were still some big guys left, such as the heavy robot whose footsteps sounded like thunder. After discovering the intruders, it rushed towards this side.

King Shark roared and charged up, colliding with a robot weighing several tons, and didn't fall behind at all. He even opened his big mouth and bit off half of its arm, chewing it in his mouth.

Crunch crunch... "Pah! Tastes bad!"

After spitting it out, he slammed his head into the heavy robot's head, causing the other party to stagger. Deadshot took this opportunity to aim, bang, a sniper bullet pierced through the heavy robot's head.

"Don't hit the head, hit the chest!" Charles, who was playing the wise man, said, "Their core is in the chest cavity!"

Deadshot nodded, aimed again, and fired another shot. This time it went directly through the center of the chest. Sparks erupted from the heavy robot's chest, followed by a bang, and it collapsed to the ground, motionless.

"Awesome," Deadshot praised.

Charles showed a mysterious smile, playing the powerful hacker role to the end. But in fact, he didn't find the weakness through hacking technology at all; he directly read the brainwaves of Shiler in the building not far away.

Batman also narrowed his eyes and looked at the wise man.

Batman knew the weakness of the robots very well, which was the software control system. If he could hack into the other party's control system, then no matter how many robots there were, they would not be feared.

The reason he didn't try this was that Brainiac was a super artificial intelligence, equivalent to the ancestor of hackers. Invading him would definitely lead to counter-invasion. Although they didn't have any electronic components worth controlling on them, even being interfered with communication was fatal.

This guy named Wise Man could actually see through the internal structure of the robots directly; this kind of hacking technology was indeed a bit beyond Batman's imagination.

Blowing up the heavy robot was just the first step, because more and more robots were gathering towards this side, not only those in the inner courtyard, but also the robots guarding the raw materials and equipment had run over. It looked like they were about to be surrounded and annihilated.

"Back off, don't get hurt!" El Diablo said to the people beside him.

They retreated to the front of the reception room just now. El Diablo turned his head and said to them, "No, you guys go back into that building, otherwise you will definitely be burned."

So they returned the same way and went back to the previous building. Batman thought he was going to spray fire with his hands, but El Diablo roared, and a huge black shadow stood up in the flames.

That was a skeleton burning all over with flames, with gorgeous feathers on its head, and its height was incomparably huge. When he stood up, the entire inner courtyard was burning with flames.

And unlike normal flames, this kind of flame was pure red, and the temperature was unimaginably high. Even standing in the building, they were scorched by the heat wave in an instant.

When Batman looked directly at the flames, he could hear the desolate echoes coming from his ears, as if pulling people into the sacrificial scene of the ancient Indian civilization in an instant, with souls swaying in the flying sand and rocks.

(End of chapter)