Chapter 3 Heroes Save Heroes

　　Jeppard was awakened by the sound of fists hitting flesh.

　　In the dark container, several messy flashlights cast crisscrossing rays of light. Bat wings occasionally flashed in these light beams, and people wearing clown masks ran away laughing.

　　He moved his hands and feet and found that he was tied tightly to a chair.

　　"Sir, are you okay?" A slightly childish voice came from the side. He was wearing a red uniform and a yellow cape, with a big "R" on his chest. It was the third-generation Robin Tim Drake who was temporarily on duty.

　　"Thank you, could you please help me untie the rope?" As a destiny traveler on the path of survival and a soldier who has been on the front line of fighting against wind and snow for years, Jeppard would naturally not be tied up by a small rope, but his physical strength that is not in line with that of an ordinary person would bring unnecessary trouble. For Beloberg, he could only disguise himself as an ordinary person.

　　Robin naturally agreed, and after Jeppard was completely out of trouble, Batman dragged the leader of the Joker's gang to them.

　　"Purpose." The gloomy big bat threatened, and his hoarse voice reminded Jeppard of the dilapidated iron sheets soaked in ice and snow in the lower area.

　　"Hah, ah, ugh..." The leader of the Joker's gang wanted to go crazy for a while, but Batman kicked him in the stomach. The severe pain made him retch uncontrollably. He only struggled for a few minutes before surrendering completely.

　　"We, we just followed his instructions..." The leader panted and said, "We kidnapped the person who walked out of Wayne Manor at 7 o'clock tonight, cough cough, and took him to Gotham Bay..."

　　"Then," the leader paused, as if swallowing some vomit back into his esophagus, "take something from him..."

　　Upon hearing this, Jeppard immediately searched for his belongings: "They took the Silver Mane Iron Guard's badge. With this thing, they can sneak into Beloberg."

　　"Sir," Jeppard turned his icy blue eyes to Batman, "please step aside for a moment. I must report this to the Grand Guardian."

　　"It's okay. As long as we're fast enough, we can get your badge back." Robin tried to comfort Jeppard. If the Great Guardian was alarmed over such a small matter, it would undoubtedly cast a shadow on the already precarious relationship between the two parties.

　　But Jeppard smiled bitterly and shook his head: "In order to save resources, the Silver Mane Iron Guard's badge does not contain any special material. It is just a piece of iron that symbolizes honor. It is easy to copy. I am afraid that the badge pattern has already spread on the black market."

　　Beloberg is about to open, but the badge of the Silver Mane Iron Guard is already circulating on the black market. Batman, who has been fighting wits and courage with the government for many years, smells the scent of impending storm.

　　"...Lady Bronya, this is the situation." Jeppard took out a special communicator and explained to the person on the other end.

　　Tim quietly eavesdropped on their conversation. A young but steady female voice came from the other end of the communicator: "I understand, Jeppard, this is not your fault. If Beloberg wants to return to the normal world, he is destined to endure these storms. Come back when the work is done. If the ice and snow have not completely melted, I would not bother you to take on this kind of work."

　　"Yes, thank you for your tolerance, Lady Bronya." Jeppard put away the communicator and turned to look at the dark hero and his assistant:

　　"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't stay here for too long, but to thank you for your selfless help, I personally invite you to come to Beloberg to attend the opening ceremony of the museum. The Silver Mane Guard will definitely make you feel at home."

　　Batman gladly accepted the second invitation. When he asked for some intelligence about Beloberg to better deal with the invading enemy, he was rejected by Jeppard.

　　"Sir, you helped me, but that doesn't mean you can find out Beloberg's secrets. The Silver Mane Iron Guards have protected the people of Yalilo through half a century of wind and snow. We are confident that we can handle our own affairs."

　　Batman has a thousand ways to pry open his enemies' mouths, but none of them can impress the guard in front of him. What's more, this Jeppard is not a villain, but a soldier of high moral character and integrity. Batman can see that the wind and snow have already made this young knight indestructible.

　　In the end, Robin had to come out to smooth things over and ease the awkward atmosphere caused by Batman's inability to speak. Because of tonight's accident and the exhaustion of dealing with the major families for many days, Jeppard did not try to argue with the masked heroes. He got in a normal taxi and returned to the hotel where he was staying.

　　"B, the Joker is missing, what should we do?" Robin asked.

　　"To Belloberg."

　　In the consciousness space, a system with the appearance of Pam said: "Host, we are in big trouble."

　　The player who just came back from Rov checked the action log: "Oh shit, isn't the Joker only interested in Gotham? Why did he go to Beloberg to join in the fun?"

　　System: "The first patch will always cause some rejection reaction, not to mention that the location we chose is still the troubled America. However, the arrival of the main characters will also accelerate the integration of the patch and the real world. All things are difficult at the beginning, host."

　　"Hey, hey," the player said weakly, "I'm going to become schizophrenic sooner or later if I manage to run so many characters and deal with the main characters at the same time."

　　Gotham's Christmas holiday ended in an extremely cold winter. Jeppard also left Gotham and went to other cities to distribute invitations. The whole United States was paying attention to the movements of this superstar. There were always hyenas wandering outside the snow and wind in Beloberg.

　　With the return of the sun, the snowstorm that had never stopped for half a century gradually subsided. When the sun shone through the snow and shone on the walls of Beloberg for the first time, the whole city was filled with the cheers of the people of Yalilo.

　　From this day on, the Sunshine Festival officially begins. People who have been living frugally for half a century take to the streets to enjoy the sunshine, music, flowers and food. Countless foreign guests knock on the door of Klippeburg. Orders and funds are rapidly injected into the city. Many dilapidated streets in the upper city are bought by these businessmen to build stores that will last for a hundred years.

　　Klipperburg was running at a rapid pace. The young and beautiful face of the Grand Guardian became the number one trending search in the United States when she first appeared. People were amazed at her achievements and prestige, and everyone wanted to know how she became the controller of a city.

　　But there is only one administrative district in Beloberg that is open to the public.

　　The restricted areas blocked by the Iron Guards, the lower-class areas that people avoid talking about, and the huge iron robots abandoned in the suburbs, have cast a huge shadow on this seemingly warm and open city.

　　Old Sambo hid in the snow on the outskirts of the city, waiting for the patrolling guards to leave.

　　"Huh, have you gone far?" Sambo poked his head out stealthily. To make sure he wasn't discovered by the serious guard officer, he emerged from the snow and rubbed his frozen arms.

　　"My friend, you have been watching for so long, why don't you come out and talk?" Sangbo said with a smile, his emerald eyes staring at another snowy field with great certainty.

　　The big bat dressed in black stared gloomily at the man with dark blue hair. He didn't even notice that there was a person hiding there until Sambo himself appeared from the snow.

　　Player: As the Masked Fool, it would be embarrassing for me, Old Sambo, to be discovered by you so easily.

　　"Um, sir, aren't you cold?" Robin popped his head out from the bat cloak, looking at the man in surprise, who was showing his arms, waist and back in a sexy way. Overly distinctive clothing features often represent a person's characteristics. Tim knew that Sambo was a smooth talker without having to listen to what he said.

　　"My interesting young man, today is the hottest day that old Sambo has ever experienced in his life. If he couldn't even withstand this temperature, how could Belloberg last for half a century?"

　　"Wow, is that true?" I didn't believe you. "We heard that there is a lower level area in Beloberg. Is that true?"

　　"Oh~" Sambo stretched out his voice dramatically: "So it's a customer. Dear sir, you only need to pay a little price, and old Sambo will definitely tell you everything."

　　Turns out he's an intelligence dealer, no wonder he's hiding from Jeppard.

　　"Just a small price is enough to let old Sambo have a wonderful night. Dear sir, you will not be disappointed." Sambo rubbed his fingertips.

　　Wayne was never short of money. Robin took out a dozen US dollars from his universal belt, which made Sambo stare at him: "Master, what do you want to know? As long as Sambo has it in his stomach, he will definitely take it out."

　　Robin and Daddy Cold Legs exchanged what they needed. The big black bat remained silent. In view of the generosity of this God, Sambo gave him a piece of information as a gift:

　　"A piece of gossip as a testimony to our relationship," Sambo counted the US dollars and stuffed the money into his pocket with joy, "A person who calls himself a clown has been roaming around the upper and lower city recently. He seems to be trying to find out the news about the giant tin man."

　　"Do you know the information about that robot?" Robin took out another stack of US dollars.

　　Sambo glanced at the cash in his hand with a coveted look: "Oh no, of course not, but if the young master is willing to pay poor old Sambo a deposit, then Sambo is willing to find out for you."

　　Let me say it again, Master Wayne is not short of money.

　　Sambo was delighted to receive a large deposit, and after assuring the two again and again, he absconded with the money. Batman and Robin got the information, disguised themselves and returned to the Goethe Hotel to analyze the information.

　　"The residents of the lower districts are responsible for mining, and using the ore to obtain supplies from the upper districts..."

　　"Knock knock knock." There was a regular knock on the door. Bruce Wayne and his adopted son looked at each other. After putting away the information, Bruce opened the door.

　　"Hello, Mr. Wayne." Jeppard, in blue and white armor, stood outside the door: "The Great Guardian invites you."