Batman confessed that his plan to deceive Joker was actually to fight fire with fire. They wanted to secure enough building materials here, so naturally, they needed to find the source factory that produced the Lego bricks. However, if criminals were everywhere, it would undoubtedly be very troublesome.
Batman told Joker that if Gotham City had so many criminals, Batman certainly wouldn't have time to deal with you. So, you should take advantage of the time Batman hasn't escaped yet and catch all the criminals. That way, Batman would only be left to play games with you.
The Joker of this universe was indeed easy to deceive. Almost immediately after parting with Batman, he went on to capture criminals. His diligent figure could be seen working through the surveillance system at Wayne Manor.
Of course, it was also necessary to have Joker give Superman some trouble. Otherwise, if Superman came looking, it would cause big problems. Although it wasn't clear what a Lego Superman could accomplish, if he really wanted to do something, he would be far more annoying than Joker, so it would be best if he didn't come at all.
Batman wasn't too worried about Diana because, in any world, Diana was always busy cleaning up a multitude of messes, and it was the same with other superheroes.
Batman's plan was executed perfectly, but news brought by Shiller altered the situation; their so-called raw material completion plan exceeded their expectations.
They couldn't help but start pondering one question; to the Minifigures in Lego World, was the plastic used to make Lego bricks equivalent to the true answer to life?
Now, the plan mentioned a shortage of raw materials for plastic, but was it like in the real world where it wasn't easy to synthesize? Or was the raw material for synthesis gone, or was there a problem at some stage?
They began discussing these issues, but in comparison to Batman's level of technology, plastic was really nothing worth discussing; it was a very mature material production technology that couldn't yield any further insights through discussion.
However, as Shiller gradually relayed the content he had previously discussed with Tim, Batman raised a question. If no one in this world could die, could that mean that Martha and Wayne hadn't died either?
Only someone who had experienced the events firsthand could answer this question, and fortunately, Alfred was still in the Manor.
Facing Batman's conjecture, Alfred gave an affirmative answer and also revealed the truth about the murder case of Mr. and Mrs. Wayne.
In the same cinema and the same alley as always, the difference, however, was that this time it wasn't Mr. and Mrs. Wayne chasing after Batman; rather, it was Batman chasing after Mr. and Mrs. Wayne.
But he arrived a bit too late; his parents had just disappeared at the end of the alley, and from the scattered pearl necklace on the ground, it was clear they had been abducted.
From Alfred's description, Batman could understand that the so-called immortality was in fact a fallacy. Plastic indeed was non-degradable, but it could still decay.
Because of its material properties, it was admittedly much more durable than flesh. Thus, several conditions had to be met for a Minifigure to be deemed completely dead, one of which was the total decay of the brain part, that is, the head being gone.
It wasn't a beheading, but instead, his head had been completely destroyed. Even if a new head identical to the original were attached later, it wouldn't be the same person anymore.
Another cause was the body being completely disassembled, with every part separated, and if the main parts were not found within a year, the Minifigure's consciousness would gradually fade away.
Another determination of death was disappearance, as there were many Minifigures who fell into dangerous solutions for various reasons, without a single body part being recoverable, so Minifigures missing for over three years were also declared dead.
Indeed, there were a few Minifigures who suddenly returned after being declared dead, but they were the exception. Most never returned, and Mr. and Mrs. Wayne were among those instances.
That year, two gunshots did sound in the alley, and Mr. and Mrs. Wayne vanished, but according to the police investigation at the time, the type of gun used wasn't powerful enough to completely disassemble the two individuals; at most, it could knock them down. Thus, they were declared missing, and only after three years were they declared dead.
This was almost what Shiller had expected; the tolerance level of Minifigures was too high. After so many years, no such vicious case had occurred, so even today, Gotham's police and Batman were still investigating these cases, albeit without any leads.
This brings us to an old case, particularly the death of the Primary Universe Mr. and Mrs. Wayne. According to Primary Universe Batman himself, Mr. and Mrs. Wayne likely died from a vendetta, so tracking down their enemies might provide a clue. However, unfortunately, Alfred mentioned that Batman's parents in this universe had no known enemies.
Given the great difficulty in killing Minifigures and the risk of retaliation if they survived an attack, almost no one would take such a risk. Those who had grudges were also excluded from suspicion.
Both Shiller and Primary Universe Batman suspected that Mr. and Mrs. Wayne might have faked their deaths, but they indeed could not find any evidence and could only speculate based on motive.
Shiller believed that it might indeed be linked to the mysterious resource replenishment plan, because if the materials for producing Minifigures were to start running short, it would truly become a matter of life and death.
In the real world, this would be akin to all of the world's resources suddenly becoming non-renewable, even clean and eco-friendly natural energy becoming unusable. With only the existing reserves left to last for a short while, a world war would inevitably break out.
From a spectator's perspective, Shiller didn't think that a happy family split-episode movie would include such harsh realities, but given that this was a Battleworld copy, a drastic alteration was not out of the question.
They had come here to procure huge amounts of building materials, but if this world itself was in jeopardy, they would likely need to become saviors and address the shortage of Minifigure world materials before they could resolve their own construction material issues.
Shiller gave the coordinates to Batman, who checked them on the computer inside Wayne Manor and found that the place was a chemical factory, most likely the renowned ACE Chemical Factory.
In the world of Minifigures, all chemical factories were extremely dangerous, because although bullets and explosions couldn't kill them, falling into a corrosive chemical solution would certainly be fatal. All chemical factories were regulated by the local government and were heavily guarded.
To figure out what exactly had happened in this chemical factory, they definitely needed to infiltrate it, necessitating a battle plan, something Batman excelled at.
He immediately used the dining table as a conference table and began to devise a battle plan on the spot.
Shiller flicked the plastic bill in his hand and said, "How much are you paying for this life-risking stuff? If you want to go, go ahead, but count me out."
"Aren't you a psychologist?"
"I'm a doctor, not God."
"But you could at least provide cover…"
"Are you sure you want to see my gun skills?"
Batman hesitated. He had heard that Shiller's shooting was terrible, which he learned from a few Robins in the Shiller Universe, but he found it hard to imagine.
When it came to killing, Shiller was relentlessly resourceful, and even the non-lethal Batman was proficient with firearms, as they were indeed the most efficient weapons. So, the fact that Shiller wasn't surprised Batman.
However, Shiller couldn't say it openly because he actually grew up in a country with strict gun control, which meant he was introduced to firearms much too late compared to those who started real combat training from a young age.
His shooting wasn't terribly bad; he could hit a human-shaped target from a few meters away, but precision headshots or perfectly hitting moving targets were beyond his skill.
In real combat, that level of skill was usually sufficient, especially since Shiller also had superhuman strength and inspiration, making ordinary agent work quite manageable for him.
But getting to use this excuse to slack off this time was nice too, so Shiller simply didn't argue and let Batman believe he couldn't hit a target within two meters.
Batman began to weigh his options. If the gun skills were really that bad, it might be best not to go. Although bullets wouldn't cause much damage in this world, getting shot and losing balance during close combat could be deadly.
"Alright then, you stay at the headquarters…"
"I can't use computers," Shiller added. "I can install some software or make a spreadsheet, but handling the kind of supercomputer you use is a bit too hard for me."
Batman hesitated again. He felt sure Shiller could use it, but without payment, he probably wasn't willing to truly commit. If he were to just laze around, it would be better not to have him at all.
So, the battle orders changed. Tim would stay at headquarters using the supercomputer and surveillance system to provide Batman with intelligence. Batman and Deadpool would head to the factory headquarters.
As for Shiller's job, he had just one task—stay out of trouble.
But was that even possible?
After dallying with Batman for so long without making a few cents, now that he finally left, Shiller had to seize the opportunity to make some quick money on the side.
It was obvious that Tim couldn't keep an eye on Shiller, so when Batman received the message that Shiller had disappeared, he wasn't too surprised.
Mainly, he didn't have the luxury to be surprised now, as their original infiltration plan was completely ruined. They had just arrived at the factory gates when Deadpool shouted loudly and charged in with his swords swinging.
The last time Batman saw someone so brave was when he himself invaded Apocalypse Star.
As expected, without a single person charging out, the automated defensive turrets on the watchtowers started firing wildly, and Batman had to spend some effort collecting and reassembling all of Deadpool's parts.
Realizing a direct attack wouldn't work, Deadpool sheepishly smiled and said, "It's all up to you, all up to you now."
Batman and Deadpool sneakily circled the factory and noticed trucks constantly entering and exiting the side door for deliveries.
Batman thought they might be able to sneak onto one of the trucks, but quickly noticed a security device at the door. He had seen similar devices in the Batcave in this universe, and knew it could detect whether there were people inside the vehicles.
He wasn't entirely sure how it worked, but it wasn't based on shape; it seemed more like it detected spirit or soul, which made the device more troublesome since Batman didn't have the means to counter such technology. He never really understood matters of the soul.
They could try to disguise as transport workers, but as Batman observed, the system seemed quite intelligent; there was no one actually driving the vehicles, everything passing through the portal was inanimate.
In this area, Batman obviously lacked experience compared to Deadpool, who had indeed been immortal in the real world and had all sorts of sly tricks. Deadpool whispered something in Batman's ear.
Batman suddenly understood; the security device wasn't tall. They could actually fly over it.
He had not considered flying before because, usually, Batman needed complex equipment to fly, which was primarily designed to protect his vulnerable human body.
Since he was now a Minifigure, unkillable even if he fell, why not be bold and take a flight?
Batman's gaze landed on the roller coaster at a nearby amusement park.