Origin of all things Arkham

Chapter 18 Hathaway

"Okay, okay, didn't I just throw you from a height of more than [-] meters, and kicked you, didn't you have nothing to do with it? Why do you still hold grudges, scratching people is not a good kitten."

Lynn was still sitting on the big balloon holding somersaulting clouds, and there were [-] kittens in his arms who were dissatisfied and always wanted to scratch him.

The matter has been settled, and Lynn didn't stay long.After ransacking old Falcone's house, he took the kitten and left before dawn.

With Falcone's death, Gotham will definitely be in chaos for a while, but that's not something Lynn needs to consider. When will Gotham not be in chaos?
The one who really has to worry about it must be Batman, who is the one who really manages Gotham.

As for Lynn, he seems to be hiding here for refuge.Although the location of this shelter is not a place for him to choose freely, but fortunately, it has great development prospects, and it is considered a suitable place.

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After returning home, Lynn checked his newly collected soul fragments, and after asking the system, he learned that the upper limit of what he could draw from the prize pool was placed on the blue equipment, so when he drew That's why there are so many "pollution prize pool" things, even the iron sticks can be used as white dilapidated equipment to fool people.

White, green, blue, purple, gold, red, black, this is the level division of equipment in the system prize pool, as for other skills and disposable items, there is another level classification, that is Something Lynn couldn't touch right now.

It is obviously unreliable to always expect to be able to use basic equipment to do something against the sky.

Even if it is used in online games, this is a routine that was abandoned many years ago.

To truly gain a foothold in this world, advanced equipment is definitely indispensable.

Therefore, Lin En decisively made a temporarily heart-wrenching choice, and decided to collect some more soul fragments, not to draw a lottery for now, and to upgrade the system prize pool to another level.

But in this way, Lynn's funding gap will be a bit big.

He has to upgrade the ten consecutive funds first, and then collect the other ten consecutive funds. At the same time, according to Lynn's previous experience in playing games, after the upgrade, the soul fragments that the system needs in the lottery may also be some more.

Thinking of this, Lin En felt as if someone had put a rope around his neck, and the sense of oppression was full.

Therefore, there is definitely no free time, and the business is to continue to save people and do good.

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So, after just a few days of rest, Lynn was ready to go out.

But when Lin En was waiting for the night to get darker, so that he could go out to warm others, something temporarily held him back.

There are guests at home.

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The footsteps were light, and the specially treated nails scratched the glass, and a complete piece of glass was easily cut off. He reached in through the hole in the window to open the window, turned over and entered, and closed the window with his hand back. The whole process did not make a sound.

Walking in the shadows against the wall, I can vaguely see a graceful human figure passing by. For some reason, it is clearly in the darkness without light, but the figure of the person who came is agile and nimble, as if he has not been affected by anything. Impact.

Walking to the mouth of the spirally ascending stairs, the visitor stepped on the first step, paused for a while, and then withdrew his foot again.

After groping around behind him twice, he put something on the steps. The visitor looked up at the top of the stairs, and after making sure he wasn't found, he backed away into the shadows.

when!
The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was extremely clear and loud in the night.

The person who came was startled, and immediately landed on all fours, his back arched.

However, after a crisp sound, there was no more sound, as if there was only one hearing creature in this room.

After being on guard for a few seconds, the person who came finally put away her defensive posture. At this time, she had time to look back and see what she had encountered just now.

"The place I walked was clearly in the middle of the hall, how could there be something...

Iron pan? ! "

Although it was hard to believe, what she touched was indeed a big iron pot.

A large iron pot placed in the middle of the hall on the first floor.

"God! Who would do this kind of decoration in the reception hall on the first floor!"

"Ma'am, please don't..."

"Who!"

The shadow hanging from the window sill flowed like water, gradually separating a dark outline.

"Meow~"

It turned out to be a black kitten.

"Yes... are you talking?"

It is hard for people to believe that such a kitten can have such a thick voice.

"of course not."

The kitten said, "He is talking."

chap!
There was a fire in the darkness, from the shadows below the ledge.

In the flickering firelight, a person propped his head on one hand, lying on the corner between the wall and the floor against the window root.

"Ma'am, you almost stepped on me just now."

Lin En rubbed his eyes calmly, and threw a match to the position of the pot in his memory.

There is firewood.His house has no electricity and is usually heated and illuminated by flames.

Embarrassingly, after throwing Lynn's match, the fire went out.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!"

The little cat couldn't hold back any longer, clutching its stomach and rolling all over the floor laughing.

Lin En's face was also rather embarrassing, and this wave of appearances was not very mellow.

Destroyed at once.

Stepping forward calmly, while the guests kept retreating, Lin En stood where she was standing just now, and honestly lit the firewood with a match.

Afterwards, he sat directly on the floor, feeling a bit cold, grabbed a flat piece of wood and stuffed it under his buttocks, Lynn reached out to grab the kitten and threw it out in revenge, and then spread his hands calmly.

"So, Catwoman? Belinda? Rosie? Halle Berry? Hathaway?

Call it whatever you like, anyway...

You didn't come here to earn a bounty, did you? "

Lynn's attitude was very understated. He even went to pull the fire after he finished speaking, and puffed out his mouth to blow.

But the mysterious guest, Catwoman herself, must have been quite a shock.

Catwoman is the code name for her actions, Belinda is the name she used to use, and Rosie is her pseudonym. No one should know these things, not even Batman!
How did he know? !

As for Halle Berry and Hathaway, Catwoman doesn't know who they are, but at least one thing is certain now is that this legendary lunatic who is rising rapidly knows her very well, and it doesn't look like Batman told her So crazy and unpredictable.

Of course, lying under the window to scare people, as well as the self-directed and self-acted appearance just now... are indeed somewhat abnormal.

"You... Is that what he told you?"

Catwoman has always been daring, she reached out and hugged the black cat who ran back from the side and looked like she was going to take revenge. She also found a piece of wood and sat on the other side of the fire.

"Who is Hathaway, another person dressed like me?"

"Heh, who is Hathaway..."

Lynn shook his head meaningfully, looked at the black tights and the obvious white skin under the mask, and whispered, "Hathaway, it's you."

Very good!Not Halle Berry!

Lin En suppressed his excitement, and after silently reciting [-] times of friends' wives, he finally suppressed his emotions, turned his head to look at the stairs, pointed there with a piece of flamed wood and said, "That's What, don’t be a letter like that. Although I’m single, I… don’t ask for anything. It’s better to be clear…”

"That's a distress letter."

As if she didn't hear Lynn's nonsense, Catwoman calmly looked into his eyes and said, "Batman's distress letter."

"Oh?"

Lin En also became rational in an instant, and sat upright: "I see."

"Uh... Mr. Lynn."

"Ok?"

"The fire is on your pants."

(End of this chapter)