The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 4271 Heroes Strike! (Part 3)
However, that's how the game works, and there's no other way. Neither of them had much will to fight, so they chose to retreat. They remained still for this turn, while Greed clicked on a square outside the combat zone, revealing two options: spend action points to expand the combat area; or leave. Greed chose to leave.

It seems this instance isn't a forced battle; you can still escape if you want. After he chose to leave, a battle results screen appeared, displaying the specific values ​​and assigning a score based on the damage dealt by both sides. After the scores were compared, the winner was revealed.

The victors were undoubtedly Lord Superman and Batman, as their damage output was simply too high. Gray Mist's first triple attack landed once, the second triple attack landed twice, but the final hit missed entirely, resulting in low damage and minimal health loss from the continuous damage.

Just as Greed was lamenting that Gray Mist's skill set wasn't strong enough and leading him in the opposite direction, he suddenly saw a building appear in the grid ahead—"the abandoned hut".

Upon hearing him say that, Gray Mist immediately followed the directions and ran over to take a look. As soon as the door opened, he was met with two withered ghouls staring at each other.

"Oh my god!" Gray Mist exclaimed, "How come there are zombies?!"

"You're still calling her 'Mom'? Only zombies want to call someone 'Mom.' Don't you even look at yourselves and see who looks more like a ghost?" Greed couldn't help but complain. Because he was watching from a third-person perspective, the two ghouls were eating peacefully inside the house when they heard a noise outside the door. They came out to check, and when they opened the door, a strange gray mist was floating in the doorway. This was scarier than any horror movie.

Upon encountering two ghouls, the grid immediately turned red, instantly entering combat mode. Gray Mist, caught off guard, screamed after being scratched, only to realize that it hadn't actually lost any health.

Greed realized it too. Who said this deck was weak? This deck is too strong! So Gray Mist is specifically designed for PvE!
Despite the fact that the gray fog covers the entire combat area by default, it is immune to normal attacks. And these monsters seem to only use normal attacks; they have no cards or skills, so they cannot deal any damage to the gray fog at all.

Two of Gray Mist's three-hit combo attacks were area-of-effect attacks. He smashed down with one punch, and both ghouls fell down.

“Go inside and check,” Greed said. “There must be supplies.”

After searching inside, Gray Fog found some supplies: bandages to restore health, hot soup to restore sanity, a key, and an "Explorer's Leather Jacket" that would increase defense when equipped.

"It's actually a search, attack, and withdrawal game," Gray Mist exclaimed.

"You've really played a lot." Greed shook his head, then used the bandages and hot soup on Gray Mist, restoring his health and mana.

"I don't know whether it's more absurd for Outer Gods to recover health by wearing bandages or to recover sanity by drinking hot soup," Greed complained.

“It’s obviously more absurd that I can wear the jacket.” Gray Mist put on the jacket, but it seemed that the program hadn’t considered compatibility with this kind of strange creature. The jacket just floated in mid-air, looking even more frightening.

Meanwhile, Bruce's exploration didn't go so smoothly. He slammed a strange, crab-like monster to the ground, exhaled, and said, "Lucifer is really out of his mind, even coming up with a facehugger."

“I told you to switch forms, but you won’t,” Selena said. “You’re at a huge disadvantage when you use basic attacks on them. If you actually start French kissing this thing, you’re not getting to kiss me tonight!”

Bruce sighed and said, "I was careless. I should have just activated Barbatos form and crushed them. Who would have thought that the first thing I did when I got here was to beat up a crab."

“I almost got punched,” Selena added.

Bruce looked towards the cellar entrance in front of him and said, "There shouldn't be any left inside, right?"

"That's hard to say, you should switch forms first." Selena said, tossing out a card. Instantly, Bruce floated into the air, a pair of bat wings appeared on his back, and thick black mist emanated from his eyes.

He flew into the air and then slowly descended. Just as he was about to hit the ground, he discovered there were traps on the ground. He said with lingering fear, "I really should have switched forms. If I had fallen, the fall damage plus the trap damage would have taken away half my health!"

"You've clearly spent too little time in the slums, young master. Gotham's sewers may not have spike traps, but every single one is a mini chemical pool. If you fall in, you can dye your hair green and go do stand-up comedy."

Bruce continued forward, and just as he reached the next square, another facehugger popped out. He immediately retracted his wings and flapped them sharply, creating a whirlwind of dark power that blew the facehugger into the air. When the whirlwind ended, only a cloud of dark ash remained.

“This basic attack skill replacement is quite useful,” Bruce said. “I just don’t know what the basic attack is in Angel Form.”

"It should be a sword, right?" Selena speculated. "The icon on this card has a sword on it, and it looks like it can fly out. It must be really cool."

“That’s right,” Bruce said, shaking his head. “The armor I designed for myself is really cool, and it’s finally going to come in handy.”

He continued walking inside and found a door on the left. After entering the doorway, the building's name was revealed as "Researcher's Hut." Bruce found an item on the table called "Researcher's Notebook."

The text above is all blurry and contains no information, but the item description provides a hint: "Collecting all the researchers' notes may be of some use."

"Looks like there's no more plot," Bruce said.

"I think there's no specific plot, but there should be a story outline. The clothes you're wearing look like standard equipment for the research station. I'm also in a room at the research station now, so it seems we're members of the research station."

"I get it, The Thing. Now the Facehugger makes sense too. I just don't know who released the monster from the ancient glacier..."

Just as they finished speaking, a thick fog enveloped all the grids. On the screens of all the commanders, an abnormal status appeared above their heads: "Dense Fog".

The commanders could originally see about 16 squares, but once the thick fog appeared, their field of vision was reduced to only eight squares. The combatants' field of vision was reduced to only one square, meaning visibility was less than 10 meters.

"This is terrible!" Pikachu ran forward on its four short legs, but halfway there, it realized that the glacier crevasse it had seen had vanished into the thick fog. It asked Peter, "Can you still see it?"

“I can only see halfway through, but keep running. I’ll tell you to stop as soon as you see a corner of the crack; you shouldn’t fall in.”

But things couldn't be that simple. Pikachu continued forward and suddenly saw several figures in the thick fog ahead. He thought they were other players and was about to greet them when he realized they didn't seem to be human.

"Holy crap! There are monsters too!" Pikachu exclaimed in shock. "Why do we have to fight monsters in addition to players?!"

"That's not surprising. I warned you before that there might be monsters. Just unleash 100,000 volts and take care of them. I think there might be supplies worth action points in that glacial crevice. Don't worry about wasting them, let's finish this quickly."

"Alright, 100,000 volts—!!!"

A flash of lightning, and all the monsters were instantly down. Pikachu frowned and said, "I feel like we overdid it. Using a simpler skill might have been fine."

"It's not that simple. Although your attack power is high, you're too fragile. There are three monsters here. Even if just two of them manage to touch you, you'll probably be left with only a sliver of health. Status is very important in this kind of game. Let's go and check ahead."

As they walked further, they spotted another figure. Black Widow Natasha, wearing sunglasses, came into view.

“I just saw you guys,” Natasha said, arms crossed. “You took down three monsters with one ultimate move. You’re pretty amazing, you yellow-haired rat.”

Pikachu's hair stood on end. He exclaimed, "How the hell did you see that?! Wasn't it foggy?"

“High-tech equipment,” Natasha tapped her goggles, then said, “You just used your ultimate skill, you must be out of mana, right?”

"Don't come any closer! I'll shock you!"

"boom!"

"Holy crap, that's poisonous!" Pikachu exclaimed after being hit directly by a Widow's Sting.

“Of course, she’s the Black Widow,” Peter said somewhat helplessly. “She’s a master of poisons. What do you say? Fight or back down?”

"Even if we run, she'll chase us! That woman's a lunatic!" Pikachu couldn't help but curse. "She comes to Antarctica like she's home! Oh, wait, Antarctica isn't as cold as her home!!!"

“Let’s run,” Peter said, also backing down. “We can’t take on a Russian female agent one-on-one in an environment that looks like the Siberian snowfield. If she takes another sip of her drink, we’re done for!”

Peter decisively chose to leave the battle. As expected, the battle results showed them both as the losers, but he didn't have time to look and ran straight into the ice crevice.

“This is so boring,” Natasha said. “We’ve been wandering around all day, and this is the only opponent we’ve encountered, and he even got away. Should we chase after him?”

Bucky at the research station sighed as well. He realized that Natasha was truly like a bear; the colder the weather, the more lively she became—or rather, the more excited she was, having been itching for a long time.

“Don’t chase them,” Bucky said. “If you push Pikachu too far, he can use his electric shock. His electricity should have a paralyzing effect, and if it deducts action points, he won’t be able to move.”

"Besides, we're probably the only ones who can see clearly in this thick fog. We should take this opportunity to explore the map, gather some supplies, and then start the fight."

“That makes sense,” Natasha said. “Let’s go.”

“This damn place is so cold!” Stark said, shivering in the cold wind.

“There’s nothing we can do. As soon as you enter the game, your base resistances are reduced by 30%. You’ll just have to put up with it until you can build your mech,” Steve said. “If only I had gone down first, I could have helped you collect the parts.”

"Isn't there a house up ahead? Let's go search it," Stark said. "My passive ability lets me find parts from anything, right? Let's quickly assemble a basic mech, or we'll freeze to death!"

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