OBS Chapter 2849: The Battle of the Brick People! (3)
Chapter 2849: The Battle of the Brick People! (3)
Chapter 2849: The Battle of the Brick People! (Part )
"Are we really not going to go out and help them?" Tim held the gun in both hands, squatting behind the overturned police car and watching Schiller and Deadpool unpacking potato chips.
"I've been curious for a long time," Schiller said to himself, "What do potato chips made of Lego blocks taste like?"
Deadpool had already opened a package, threw a piece into his mouth, chewed it, and said, "I'm more curious about where the food we eat goes without a digestive tract?"
"You're disgusting." Tim put down his gun and opened a bag of cookies. He took a bite and exclaimed, "Look, I bit off a quarter perfectly, or can you only bite off a quarter of a block?"
Deadpool discovered that he could only bite off half of the potato chips in his hand. Out of curiosity, he opened a bag of Pocky and found that he could only bite off a quarter at a time.
He held the remaining half in his mouth like a cigarette and said, "How boring."
"Are you sure? This is the family-friendly universe you've always dreamed of! Always PG-rated!"
Deadpool's eyes widened in disbelief. Tim threw the last cookie into his mouth, chewed it, and said, "This is normal. A fight between Lego figures can't be considered violence, right? After all, no one will die, and lost arms and legs can be reattached. There's no better family movie than this."
"But I can also reattach my arms and legs." Deadpool shouted in dissatisfaction: "Even if I turn into minced meat, I can recover. Isn't this considered a family reunion?"
"If you are dumb, there is still some hope," Schiller commented very pertinently.
"I guess we can't mess around with them anymore." Tim stuck his head out and looked outside, then said, "I'll never understand Batman and the Joker, why don't we just go it alone."
"Do you have any ideas?" Schiller began to study the bottled drink, turning the bottle to read the ingredient list.
"My computer skills are not bad. Find me a computer and I should be able to find the location of the building block factory. Maybe I can also hack into the production line and ask them to help us produce some."
“Where do the raw materials come from?”
"Well, they should have the raw materials, right?" Tim said, scratching his head.
"But we don't need just a few building blocks. As you said, if these building blocks are of normal size when transported to the real world, then I'm afraid we'll need a huge amount of building blocks."
"I do remember the raw material formula of plastic, but I don't think the building blocks in this world are made of plastic. Otherwise, how could these things move on their own?" Tim thought and said, "I guess there may be some magical interference."
Schiller nodded approvingly. Actually, he wanted to give a thumbs up, but his hands couldn't do it. He said, "If we want to get so many building blocks, ordinary means will definitely not work. We have to figure out what is going on in this world."
"You mean how did this building block universe come into being?"
"Almost." Schiller said, "Perhaps from the perspective of an outsider, it is not strange to use building blocks to make a movie, but there must be a truth in the movie, a truth about the nature of the world, and it will not say that you are just building blocks being manipulated by others."
"I see. This universe has its own origin story, and we have to explore that origin. It would be best if we could find a way to mass-produce building blocks." Tim nodded.
Deadpool had already finished a bag of potato chips. His cheeks were stuffed. He chewed and said incoherently: "What are we waiting for? Let's set off."
"Not in a hurry yet." Schiller said, "The equipment we brought in from outside is not very useful. After all, we didn't expect that we would be turned into Lego figures. It's better to get a batch of local equipment."
"You mean..."
When Barbara's police car arrived, she saw a man standing in the middle of the road with his hands raised high. She said to the driver, "Stop."
She raised her gun and got out of the car. When the police car lights were turned off, Barbara saw that it was a man in a white coat who did not look like a dangerous person.
"Excuse me, ma'am, I need to turn myself in."
"What crime have you committed?"
"Are you sure you want to talk about this here?"
In the background behind Schiller, the Joker was chasing a Batman biubiubiu, and then was chased back by another Batman.
Barbara covered her forehead, sighed and said, "Take them to the car and let's go back to the police station."
With a click, the cell door was closed. Schiller found that the hand made of the small curved plastic piece was very suitable for grabbing the cell railing, so he did so and said to Barbara who was gradually moving away: "Ma'am, I think you should listen to my explanation..."
Barbara ignored him and walked away. Schiller checked the door lock and said, "If you don't listen to my explanation, it's not my fault if something goes wrong."
He looked at the lock carefully. This lock was not made of ordinary building blocks, but a very delicate mechanical structure that was spliced together. It could only be opened with a suitable key. If he guessed correctly, the key had an oval ring on the top and a straight stick underneath with a square protrusion at the end of the stick.
Who can be stopped by this cartoon key? Schiller opened the broken lock in no time.
I sneaked out of the cell and found that Tim had already come out and knocked out a guard. He made a gesture to Schiller - actually it was not a very good gesture - and then dragged the guard into the utility room.
"Deadpool has been taken in for questioning. There are only two people in the cell downstairs now." Tim lowered his voice as he walked out of the utility room. He said, "The police station's super equipment warehouse is underground, but there are three security doors, one of which was set up by Batman and requires a password."
"That's not a big deal," Schiller said. "Do you know where the door is?"
"This way, follow me."
Tim took Schiller to the end of the corridor and opened a door, which led to the safe passage. There was a small freight elevator at the end of the corridor. Tim walked in and pressed the ground button twice, and an underground sign lit up at the bottom.
"Your question is too clear." Schiller couldn't help but sigh.
"I said if he didn't cooperate, I would pour lemon juice into his head."
"Too cruel."
"Who says it's not?"
After the elevator door opened, a high-tech corridor appeared in front of him. Schiller said, "I also want to ask, why is it called the Super Equipment Warehouse?"
"This is the emergency arsenal that Batman prepared for the Gotham Police Department. It contains epoch-making lethal force technology."
"The kind that can shatter a person's parts with one strike?"
"Not only that, it can even break apart the parts of a building."
"It's deadly."
"Who says it's not?"
The two followed the passage to the first security door. This security door only required entering a password. Tim went up and pressed the door a few times and it opened.
The second security door asked about Barbara's favorite type of coffee, which was a very pointed question. Tim was an avid coffee lover and knew the taste preferences of everyone in the Bat Family.
Standing in front of the third door with the bat logo, Tim shrugged and said, "It's up to you."
"Password."
"Iron Man is weak."
"Wrong password."
"Alfred is a bad butler."
"Wrong password."
"Uh, Superman is a nuisance?"
"So this is what you call a workaround?" Tim said helplessly, "How long are we going to keep guessing? That guy who looks like Jason from Staying Up Late won't last long."
Schiller cleared his throat and said, "Is Gordon a nuisance?"
"The password is correct."
The door opens.
In a spacious hall, the walls were lined with a variety of equipment, which indeed looked much more detailed and complicated than the equipment that suddenly turned into building blocks.
Tim took a fancy to a big gun and wanted to open the glass case to take it out, but was stopped by Schiller.
The big screen in front of them suddenly lit up, and Batman's big head appeared on the screen. He laughed loudly twice, turned his chair around, and leaned back in front of the screen and said, "You didn't expect it, right? As long as someone steps in here, my communication will be connected immediately. You can't run away, damn thief!"
The bricks on the wall were removed, and countless gun muzzles appeared. Schiller stretched out a hand calmly and said, "Stop! I have a question for you."
The Batman on the screen has one big eye and one small eye, revealing complete confusion and distrust.
"What's your favorite color pajamas?"
Batman looked around, his eyes darting here and there, and Tim had never thought of using the word "sly" to describe Batman.
"Okay, you got the point." Batman put his mouth close to the camera and said in a low voice: "My favorite pajamas are red velvet stripes..."
"Barbara! Barbara!! You caught the wrong guy!!" Schiller shouted, "The Batman in Wayne Manor right now is the fake one!! Go catch him!!!"
"No...wait! I...I..."
Red police lights flashed outside Wayne Manor.
"My God, do all Batman like to dress up as medieval nobles?" Looking at Batman who was being taken away from the manor and still screaming, Tim began to doubt his life.
"Believe me, if you look in your dad's closet, you can definitely find a pair of velvet striped pajamas, even if they're blue."
With Batman gone and the gun unattended, Tim swaggers off the glass cover of the weapon and arms himself to the teeth.
"Aren't you going to get anything, Doc?"
Schiller just took the pistol that Tim had thrown away and said, "I'm not a good shot. If you don't want me to hit friendly troops, you'd better let me shoot jelly beans."
Tim adjusted his equipment and found that the big gun he liked was actually a laser weapon. This thing is really powerful. It is probably the nemesis of the Lego man. After all, plastic is also afraid of lasers.
Then there are many nano smoke bombs, which are also useful. After all, the building block figures also need to rely on vision to find the way. Then there are multi-functional grappling hooks that can swing around in the city.
Schiller chose some weapons for Deadpool, the first of which was a laser sword. This thing should be one of the easter eggs. I didn’t expect it to be collected here. Although it has no practical value, Deadpool should like to collaborate with such a big IP.
Then there is a pair of double guns that fire spider bullets. They are very effective for people who are afraid of spiders, but have no lethality to people who are not afraid. Generally speaking, it is just a toy, mainly because Deadpool likes spiders.
Schiller also chose weapons for Batman. The first is a gun that makes a squawking sound when you press it. It is useless, but it can reveal his position and make him look more ridiculous.
Then there is a recording grenade, which can record swear words and throw it into the other person's ear. The biggest advantage of this thing is that it cannot be turned off, and it can keep disturbing the other person until he becomes deaf.
Tim didn't know why Batman had these things in his arsenal, and he felt that he should follow Jason's example and take a good look through his father's collection.
After getting the equipment, Schiller and Tim went upstairs. As soon as they went up, they saw the cell door was closed with a bang. Batman grabbed the bars of the cell with both hands and shouted loudly.
"Barbara, let me explain..."
"The Lego Batman Movie" and "Wayne Family Adventures" are really cute, go watch them!