Chapter 92: The War of Independence

Chapter 92: The War of Independence

  The concept of prison was born when humans created laws and declared the deprivation of a person's freedom.

  Those in power will put all criminals who violate the law or infringe on the rights of those in power into jail. At first, it may be just simple imprisonment, but soon some people think that this is too wasteful.

  Isn't this a waste of food?

  Those bastard pigs in their prime years are extremely cheap labor. The efficient returns brought by this labor force have made the prison's financial reports flourish. Everyone likes a business that makes a lot of money, not to mention the Interstellar Peace Company which started out as a trade company.

  Therefore, the border prison of Asdena is just such a slave farm that can bring huge profits to the company. Now that the star core has blocked the connection between the worlds and Akivali has fallen, no one will care whether a prison in a remote area will abide by the labor law.

  The company doesn't care, the Knowledge Society can't see it, the Flowing Memory Court only collects memories, the Legion of Destruction has fun fighting, the Zerg may be interested in the resources here, but the company's fleet is no pushover.

  As a result, oppression became the norm here. Countless criminals sentenced to death by the company were thrown here. The locals of the Asdena galaxy were also forced to do the same work as the prisoners. The company that spanned the galaxy was high above, and the dust that fell from it was the indelible suffering of a planet.

  But the light of freedom cannot be turned off.

  Late at night, Bruce was lying on his simple single bed when he heard a loud wolf howl suddenly coming from the jailer's lounge.

  The voice was extremely penetrating; it was the wolf king's cry to summon his subjects. The leader of the wolf pack used this voice to announce his existence and to guide the way for all rebellious souls.

  A sharp alarm sounded instantly, red warning lights began to flash, and all the robot mechanical groups affiliated with the company were dispatched. The AI ​​life's cold and mechanismless light swept across the little man in the prison.

  "Fuck these bastards!"

  I don't know who shouted this, but the obscene words were a powerful weapon to stir up everyone's emotions at this moment. Bruce put on a crude bat mask made of scrap metal and gave orders in an orderly manner.

  As long as they can capture the control room and shut down the jailers' authority, they can achieve a preliminary victory and preserve the fruits of victory to the greatest extent.

  At the same time, Bruce silently thought that he could also get the information he wanted.

  This was the first night of the Pinocchio War of Independence. The Star Train was still soaring in the Milky Way. The famous watchmaker of later generations was joking with his fellow passengers on the train, looking forward to his next stop.

  "Mikhail, do me a favor! Can you fix this?"

  "No problem, Mr. Navigator!"

  The young man with light blue hair took the instrument, put on a golden goggles and started to repair it. In his arms was a ticking pocket watch, or rather, a compass.

  The spacecraft will stop at the Black Tower Space Station for a while to pick up and drop off staff members who want to go to Pinoconi to complete their research.

  Harry dragged Peter around the visitor center, and Tim followed absent-mindedly. He had no interest in the scenery of the space station. After all, he had played the simulated universe so many times, and he felt like vomiting when he saw almost the same scene.

  "Hey, you, yes, it's you."

  The arrogant female voice interrupted his thoughts. The doll lady raised her head and looked at the boy in front of her unceremoniously, not caring about the aggression in her eyes at all.

  "Ms. Black Tower?"

  Tim was a little surprised, but more excited.

  Yes, he thought, the Justice League is almost an indispensable part of the simulated universe plan. Without the Justice League, it would be difficult for Ms. Black Tower to find a satisfactory replacement. This is a major project organized by several geniuses!

  Think about the last riot caused by the guys in the Genius Club. Emperor Rupert alone almost killed all organic creatures. It is said that it was another genius who finally got rid of Rupert.

  "Yes, it's me. You should go online to test the simulated universe."

  Heita crossed her arms across her chest. She didn't specifically designate Tim to be the next guinea pig. It's just that among all the people who had tested the simulated universe, he was the closest, and Heita didn't have the contact information of the others, nor did she bother to have it.

  Tim knew the character of this genius, and her weaknesses were clearly written in the Bat Files:

  "Unless you can find any trace of the Justice League."

  Heita stared at Tim with her beautiful purple eyes, as if she was weighing whether it was more boring to find another one or to calculate the turbulence of space and time. She quickly came up with the answer:

  "make a deal."

  In fact, there is another Spider-Man in the space station who can test the simulated universe, and it also comes with a pure and kind version of the Green Goblin, but a silly chatterbox and a naive person who has some scheming but not much really challenge her tolerance.

  The spacecraft started again, and Tim had a test device in his hand.

  Batman digs out Superman in the bottom cell.

  "Get out of here!" Superman waved his fists violently. The bad news was that his body was very weak due to lack of sunlight for a long time. The good news was that he did not cause any harm to Batman.

  "Superman, it's me." Bruce simply uttered a few syllables, effectively calming Superman's stress response.

  "Oh my God, thank God." Superman hugged Batman excitedly. He was in a very strange mood. The information and experimental equipment scattered around him seemed to explain everything.

  "Since I woke up, I found that my body could not adapt to the memory environment here. At the same time, I found that the jailers here were oppressing the prisoners. I tried to lead them to resist, but I failed and was imprisoned here..."

  His memory was blank for long periods after that until Batman woke him up again. After telling Superman everything, he discovered that something was wrong with his companion. His bone age had increased, and the clothes he wore looked like military uniforms, making him look more worn.

  "Listen to me," Batman calmly pressed Superman into the chair, "We traveled through time and space and came to a frontier prison at least ten Amber Ages ago that we have never heard of."

  Clark's handsome face changed between shock and understanding, and finally he sighed: "I had a vague feeling, but I didn't expect it to be true."

  Batman's expression remained unchanged as he continued to describe the current situation:

  "Now, the independence war of Asdena Prison has been thoroughly launched. We have achieved a preliminary victory and driven away the jailers here, but it is far from enough. The company's fleet may arrive at any time."

  He did not say how long it took him to lead the penniless prisoners to this point, nor did he say how many thrilling moments he had experienced, or how many quarrels he and Hanunu had in the middle of the night.

  The news of the War of Independence has spread throughout the galaxy. Factions that heard the news have joined the melee. The Masked Fool has implemented the aesthetics of joy, and the boats of the mourning actors are filled with talented people.

  "we need you."

  Superman shook Batman's hand, just as he had every time before.

  Everyone in the spaceship leaned on the glass and looked at the star in the distance.

  "The star of the grand event - Pinocchio! The most famous dream place in the galaxy, Peter, it's hard to imagine that the entire planet has been transformed into a huge hotel!"

  Harry held up the mechanical camera and took several photos in a row, and Peter looked at the Pinocchio in front of him with his mouth wide open.

  "But, but," he stammered, "If all these places are hotels, how are we going to vacation? Vacation in a hotel?"

  The same question lingered in the mind of every country bumpkin on Earth, but Tim had no intention of listening to Peter's question. Black Tower recalculated the data of space-time turbulence and came to a conclusion similar to that of the paper.

  He turned on his phone and compared the location of the accident with the location of Pinoconi again, then went back to look at the blurry silhouettes of the bats. Tim suppressed his anxiety and panic and felt that the moment was so long.

  After Tim's bargaining, the Black Tower agreed to bring in variables such as Kryptonians, speedsters, green lantern rings, demigod bloodlines, Aquaman's power, intelligent machines, and the guardian of Destiny Walker, but it would take some time.

  Batman is running out of time.

  He was hit by the company's weapon and his life was in danger. After so many defeats, the company finally won a victory. They originally chose to deal with Hanunu, but Batman saw through the company's conspiracy and blocked the attack.

  Player: Anyway, let’s ban this guy first.

  Clark had no choice but to put Batman into his former hibernation chamber, hoping that he could be effectively rescued after the war was won.


  Now, he will face the mighty Company fleet alone until the next attack, when he finds his former companions on a Company ship.

  The front desk at Pinocchio explained everything in detail.

  "A beautiful dream that is exactly the same as reality? Is it true or not?"

  The tourists were talking about it, and Tim took the opportunity to look for the bat logo, or the logos of other heroes in the Justice League, and even asked the staff here questions indirectly.

  "Refugees from the time-space turbulence? Never heard of it."

  The capable member of the hound family replied.

  "Bats? What, there are bats here!"

  The terrified Bat Omnic yelled.

  "Sir, are you talking about the reflection of the bat that appears at 6 minutes and 48 seconds in episode 3428 of The Clock Kid?"

  Only a strange guy answered his question. He was wearing a pained shirt with Miss Note (a character in "Clock Kid") printed on it and a Clock Kid-style watch on his wrist, which sometimes made a strange na-na sound.

  "In that episode, the brave Clock Kid used the reflection of a bat to scare the shit out of Boss Croc!"

  He enthusiastically recommended this rubber hose animation with more than 10,000 episodes to Tim, in which he praised Clock Boy and Miss Note, and at the same time severely despised the crocodile boss who loved stones.

  Tim suspected that he had some personal grudges against the company, but that didn't stop him from keeping this only clue that didn't look like a clue in mind.

  "Cartoon? Are you serious?"

  In the simulated universe, Jason was the first to raise doubts. He stood in a place that was 100% similar to the streets of New York, and lowered his head to avoid the attack of the rich evil.

  The simulated universe automatically captured Jason's memory and reproduced the scenery of New York one-to-one.

  "Maybe we should investigate from this point."

  Unexpectedly, Dick agreed with Tim's statement. Jason did not refute this time. He thought it was good that Dick agreed with Tim. It was better than beating each other again and again to resolve their grudges.

  Tim gave Dick an ambiguous look: "I'll start with the golden hour."