Though rudimentary, it was undeniably a complete puppet, and all its components were made from Qingshui's own body tissue. Its Chakra compatibility was extremely high, making it easy to control.
[Puppet Name]: Wisdom Tooth One
[Overall Parameters]:
Height: 2.3 cm
Weight: 4.5 grams
Material: Bone material, biological keratin, and connective tissue
Energy: None
Operation Method: Chakra threads
[Puppet Rating]: D-
[Overall Evaluation]: Possesses almost no combat capability. An extremely simple and easy-to-operate puppet.
This tiny puppet carried Qingshui's hope of escaping Arkham Asylum.
Of course, escaping with such a weak puppet wouldn't be easy.
His advantages lay in his ninja and Puppet Master abilities, as well as an information advantage.
"I still need a detailed plan and more information."
Qingshui flicked his wrist, and with just five Chakra threads from one hand, he easily controlled Wisdom Tooth One, launching it up to the ceiling and into a ventilation duct less than ten centimeters in diameter.
For now, he'd hide Wisdom Tooth One there. Later, he'd need to find a perception-type Ninjutsu he could learn in the village to work with Wisdom Tooth One for reconnaissance and to find an opportunity.
Just then, the guards outside seemed to hear something through their headsets. They quickly disengaged the safeties on their guns, formed neat lines, and pointed towards the corridor entrance, on alert for something.
"What's going on?"
Black Mask pressed himself against the bulletproof glass wall, peering outside.
In the distance, from a cell on the other side of the corridor, a faint clamor could be heard, growing louder and louder.
"Aha! Bat! You're here!"
"Batman, I'm going to tear you apart!"
"Joker? That guy's in here too?"
...
*Bang bang bang!!!*
Black Mask excitedly pounded on the glass wall.
Perhaps it was because two highly popular guests at Arkham were about to arrive.
"Did you hear that? Puppeteer! Bat! The Bat is here! If I can get out, I'm going to tear him to shreds!"
Black Mask screamed frantically, looking like a rabid Batman fan.
Or rather, ninety-nine percent of the patients imprisoned in Arkham were loyal Batman fans, willing to cause all sorts of major incidents just to get his attention.
Qingshui's eyes shifted slightly as he considered whether this might be a suitable opportunity.
*Clang—*
The heavy iron gate opened, and four heavily armed guards, fully equipped, escorted Joker, who was restrained by handcuffs and shackles on a tilted gurney.
He wore a dark purple suit, exaggerated makeup, and had a deranged expression.
Behind him followed a tall man in a bat suit.
"Batman! I'm going to tear you apart!"
Black Mask continuously pounded on the glass wall, his eyes fixed on Batman, filled with madness.
"Oh, hey! Black Mask, long time no see. I knew you were a loyal fan of the little bat. See, Batman, how popular you are here. You're actually just like us, a lunatic. You belong here too, don't you?
Oh! There's an empty cell over there, perfect for you. Are they going to put me in there? I'm actually a little excited. Hey, hello, new neighbor, what's your name..."
Joker swayed his head, winking and gesticulating at Qingshui, completely ignoring the countless long guns and short barrels pointed at him from all directions.
Batman watched Joker impassively as he was pushed to the end of the corridor and into an elevator.
Qingshui had seen this before; last time, Riddler was put into the lowest level with the highest security using this same device.
Batman stopped here because only Arkham staff could go further down.
Black Mask was still shouting, but Batman merely glanced at Black Mask and Qingshui. Seeing nothing unusual, he turned and left without a word.
The latter felt something was off this time.
Joker was caught too easily this time. He was uneasy, which was why he followed him all the way here.
"Warden Sharp, take me to the monitoring room. I want to see Joker locked in his cell with my own eyes."
After stepping out of the iron gate, Batman said this into his comms.
"Stop yelling, the Bat's already gone."
Qingshui leaned against the wall, shouting to Black Mask in the next cell.
Black Mask stopped, his eyes still fixed with resentment on where Batman had disappeared.
"If the Joker gets out later, don't stick with him. Find a chance to escape."
Qingshui extended a Chakra thread, retracting Wisdom Tooth One.
A chance to get out had arrived.
"What did you say?"
Black Mask turned his head in confusion, looking next door, his eyes then filling with excitement.
"Arkham has never been able to hold the Joker. Look at him, coming here like it's his home. When he comes here, there are usually only two possibilities. One is that he's bored living outside and wants to come in and mock us 'colleagues.' The other..."
Qingshui turned his gaze to where Batman had left.
"It's to turn Arkham into a trap, a trap for the Bat."
Black Mask's eyes gleamed even brighter.
Didn't this mean he had a chance to get revenge on Batman?
...
...
Just as Qingshui had predicted.
A few minutes later, Batman crashed through the control room window and burst out.
Frank Boles, the Gotham City Police Department captain, was an undercover agent who had helped Harley Quinn sneak into Arkham Asylum's control room and release all the prisoners.
This included the Joker, as well as Qingshui and Black Mask.
And what would this gang of Arkham criminals do after being released?
Of course, they'd give a warm welcome to the bat who put them in there.
"Oh, oh, oh, the show's about to begin, little Bat. This is a trap I meticulously prepared for you, and you just jumped right into it. I've prepared some surprises for you, but they'll take some time to arrive. Until then, don't even think about bringing anything messy in from outside. I've placed twenty bombs out there. If anyone steps onto Arkham Island... you know."
The Joker's voice quickly echoed over the loudspeaker.
But the real Joker wasn't actually there; it was just Harley Quinn playing a pre-recorded audio file over the broadcast.
The real Joker, however, was walking with a cheerful stride towards a certain direction.
As Qingshui had said, as soon as he arrived at Arkham, the Joker was right at home, knowing his way around.
"Listen up, listen up, everyone! I've arranged a spectacular show for the Bat. The Bat is the star, and I am the director. Whoever can take down the Bat tonight will be the new star!"
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