Chapter 5: Shadow of Eternal Winter

　　Although the snow immunity potion does not sound biologically related, Beloberg is a place where physics does not exist after all. Bruce Wayne, who maintains his idiotic personality, readily accepts the proposal and meets Oleg, the nominal leader of the Underworld.

　　A shrewd and capable retired soldier with many years of management experience. This was Batman's first impression of Oleg. In the name of cooperation, Batman got a few bottles of snowstorm immunity potion samples.

　　That night, they returned to the Goethe Hotel in the upper class district to rest.

　　"Goodbye, Mr. Wayne, and have a good dream." Pella dropped them off and left the hotel.

　　"B, let's go." Robin put on his combat uniform and prepared to explore the lower area again with Batman.

　　But Batman refused him. He thought that a strange place was too dangerous for Robin. This was not Gotham. Jason's death brought him indelible pain. He could not let another child lose his life.

　　"No, you can't leave, Robin. You can't go anywhere."

　　"This is not fair!" Tim was very angry: "We are partners. I have helped you with so many things along the way, and I have passed all the training assessments. You have no right to deprive me of my qualification to investigate!"

　　"Follow orders, Robin," Batman said coldly.

　　Tim knew that getting angry would be useless, but he still felt angry and frustrated. He couldn't help but think of his two predecessors. If Dick and Jason were here, Batman would definitely take them down.

　　Tim agreed reluctantly, changed back into his normal clothes, and watched Batman disappear from the window.

　　Then he quickly checked around and changed back into Robin's clothes after making sure there were no bugs. He thought for a moment and secretly took out a bottle of wind and snow immunity potion and put it in his belt.

　　"Fuck Batman." Rebel Robin muttered.

　　The night in the underground level is quieter than the day. Batman carefully came to the lower area through the special passage provided by Sambo. His target tonight was the underground boxing ring and the gathering place of vagrants.

　　If there is anything that is still brightly lit at night in Rock Town, it must be Boss Scott's Fight Club. Miners who are taking a break from work, wanderers with nowhere to go, and ambitious people who want to get rich overnight all gather here. It is also a great place to inquire about the news of the underground mining area.

　　Batman quietly changed into the clothes of an underground people and sneaked into the fight club. In the center of the club, there was a huge octagonal ring made of iron mesh. Two contestants were fighting each other on the stage. There was a betting table in the corner. The spectators surrounded them, cheering and cursing.

　　"Hi, friend, are you new here?" Seeing a strange face, Luca stepped forward cautiously and greeted him. It was no wonder that he was suspicious. After all, at this juncture there were always many unknown people trying to explore the secrets of the underground, such as the guy code-named Joker who was being tracked down by the Underworld recently.

　　Batman looked at the man who came. He had red hair and blue eyes, a mechanical arm on his right hand and a red ribbon on his left arm. If he guessed correctly, he was a member of the Underground Fire, a champion boxer of the underground fighting club, and a cash cow in Sambo's eyes - Luca.

　　Today alone, he had met no less than four members of the Dihuo. It was not difficult to guess how deeply rooted this organization was in the lower areas.

　　Player: What a coincidence, there are only a few members of the Earth Fire Group and you have found them all.

　　"Hello, sir, I'm a homeless person, my name is Matchstick Malone. I found a ticket on the ground today, and I wanted to join in the fun." Batman tried to make a speech.

　　"Don't lie to me, my friend. The homeless people in the lower districts will only sell the tickets they find to scalpers." Luca naturally placed his mechanical right arm on Batman's shoulder.

　　Sambo: I only said that there are some wanderers gathered here, I didn't say that the wanderers must be in the fight club.

　　“You’d better tell me the truth, or I will hand you over to the Silver Mane Guards according to the situation.” Luca lowered his voice, his right hand hard and cold.

　　"Luca, you misunderstood. I really just came to take a look. Doesn't a homeless person have the dream of participating in a fighting competition and becoming a champion?" Match Malone tried to make another speech.

　　"Hey, Luca, what are you doing there? Why don't you go up and fight?" Dr. Dig Dig called out to Luca across the crowd.

　　"No, Doctor. The champion also has to give others some opportunities. I just met this new friend and I want to have a drink with him now." Luca waved his left hand, while his right hand still tightly grasped Batman's shoulder.

　　Batman died before he could achieve anything, so Robin naturally didn't have it that easy either.

　　In order to avoid being discovered by his guardian and superiors, Tim decided to investigate the snowfields of the upper district. His initial idea was to investigate along the entire administrative district to see if there were any secrets hidden in the suburbs of Beloberg.

　　The system was awakened by Robin's suicidal behavior.

　　"Host! Wake up! Robin will encounter a monster if he keeps wandering!"

　　The player sat up in shock from his dying illness: "I have been laying the groundwork for so long, why doesn't he go to the lower area but hang out here! Which other characters are out there now?"

　　"And Lingke!"

　　There was nothing interesting to see on the ice and snow in the dark night. Robin carried the earth lamp and walked around the wall of Beloberg. All he could see along the way were some dilapidated wooden houses and rusty iron sheets. The black rocks were exposed, emitting a cold and hard luster.

　　"Hiss, it's so cold." The temperature in Beloberg was inhumane. Tim was shivering with cold. In order to avoid making a joke of Robin being frozen to death, he gritted his teeth and took out the wind and snow immunity potion.

　　"Then let's give it a try." He gritted his teeth and swallowed it in one gulp.

　　After taking the potion, the effect was very obvious. The body seemed to automatically adapt to the low temperature environment. Because he was not sure how long the effect of the potion would last, Robin decided to go home after exploring this short distance.

　　"What an outrageous effect! If this kind of thing is promoted, it will definitely have a huge impact on the market, right? It seems that I can only go the exclusive supply route..." While thinking about how to open up the market, Tim explored the nearby roads.

　　He crossed the restricted area cordon.

　　Click. Click.

　　It should be the sound of armor shaking. Tim seemed to have heard it somewhere. It should be the Silver Mane Guards on patrol. He carefully extinguished the earth marrow lamp in his hand and peeked forward in the reflected moonlight.

　　This sight was so shocking that he broke out in a cold sweat.

　　Under the defeated moonlight, an ice-blue humanoid monster held an axe in his hand. He had the figure of a Silvermane Iron Guard, and his armor and attire were exactly the same as those of Beloberg's warriors, with twisted ice spikes covering his facial features.

　　What was that? Was it a monster created by human experiments? Tim took out his camera and carefully took a picture. He was about to retreat when a sharp scream suddenly sounded from behind him.

　　"Who?" He turned around suddenly and saw a bird-like creature made up of several ice spikes rushing towards him. He dodged quickly but unfortunately ran into the sight of the humanoid monster.

　　The monster roared at him inhumanly.

　　System: The main character saw it! He even took a picture!

　　Player: Here I come, I'm running!

　　Tim dodged the monsters' attacks in a panic. Each attack from the monsters, one man and one bird, was accompanied by ice. He took out the flamethrower from his belt according to his most simple instinct. The good news was that he temporarily repelled them, but the bad news was that the flamethrower did not have enough energy.

　　Just when he was isolated and ready to fight to the death, he heard footsteps approaching from afar.

　　"Excuse me, please make way." The player who finally arrived breathed a sigh of relief and took out his ice pick.

　　Who is it? Under the pale moonlight, Tim could only see that the person coming was a petite girl, wearing an expedition suit that was easy to move in, and carrying a mountaineering bag.

　　Lingke didn't care about Tim's thoughts. She just took the ice draft and launched a normal attack on these monsters. The ice pick made of earth marrow was very effective against these monsters. There was no need to break the rules of turn-based games in the real world.

　　Seeing this, Tim also took out the Robin Dart and flamethrower to help. After temporarily repelling these things, the player dragged Robin and ran out of the restricted area without stopping.

　　"Who are you? Why did you step into the restricted area of ​​the Silver Mane Guards?" Lingke asked Tim angrily. If it weren't for this guy's sudden whim, she would still be camping happily, waiting to watch tomorrow's sunrise.

　　"I'm sorry, I didn't know that was a restricted area," Tim lied with his eyes open, "but what are those things? Why do those inhuman monsters look like Silver Mane Guards?"

　　"They used to be the Silver Mane Guards." Ling Ke said with some sadness: "Since the arrival of ice and snow, the energy of the Rift has been constantly eroding the real world. The Guards defended the city with their own blood, but all the Guards swallowed by the wind and snow will eventually become like that."

　　"Rift...energy?" Tim repeated this key information. He had a hunch that as long as he figured out this thing, all doubts would be solved.

　　But Ling Ke stopped talking: "It's enough to know this. You should go back to the city and sleep."

　　The socially awkward girl refused to reveal more information. She had not yet forgiven the culprit who pulled her out of her warm bed. After making sure she was out of danger, she chose to leave immediately.

　　"Wait, miss, I don't know your name yet." Tim tried to stop Lingke. When the player couldn't stand it anymore and was about to hit him with a pickaxe, Jeppard finally came over.

　　"Ling Ke? Didn't you go exploring?" He saw his younger sister and also Robin.

　　"Is it you? Where's your partner?" asked Jeppard.

　　"Well, sometimes Batman and Robin don't always appear together," Tim said dryly.

　　"Brother, he just stepped into the restricted area," Ling Ke immediately diverted the trouble, "I happened to be nearby, heard the noise, and saved him. Now I'm going back to the tent."

　　"So that's how it is. Thank you, Lingke. Be careful on the adventure. Don't be stubborn when you encounter danger. Run away as soon as possible..." Jeppard reminded him tirelessly.

　　"You're welcome, brother. After all, I'm also from the Langdao family." The petite girl quickly stopped Jeppard from speaking, and the cat-ear-like hat on her head trembled and shook.

　　After watching his sister leave with concern, Jeppard turned his attention back to Robin.

　　"What is the Rift Energy? What is that humanoid monster? Why was Beloberg buried under ice and snow?" Robin couldn't stop his curiosity and asked questions one after another.

　　"Sorry, Robin, I can't answer these questions for you." Jeppard rejected Tim's questions and chose to arrest him.

　　"You are imprisoned for trespassing in a restricted area."