Tian Xiaoban introduced generously: “It is Crimson Knightmon, a Digimon. Uh, to put it in a way that you can understand, it is a data life form, from the cyber world!”

Cyborg was stunned, his worldview was shattered, and his data was almost messed up. As a cyborg, Cyborg could be said to be the strongest network expert on the planet when it comes to the Internet.

Then someone suddenly appeared out of nowhere and said that there are intelligent creatures in the cyber world? Data life? What a joke!

The old bat believed it. He saw with his own eyes that Crimson Knightmon was able to drill into Cyborg’s body. Saying that it was a data life was the most reasonable explanation.

Tian Xiaoban knew that Ganggu didn’t believe it, so he clapped his hands and ordered:

“Crimson Knightmon, come and give him a full life! Let him know what data life is!”

“understand!”

The three-meter-tall Crimson Knightmon turned into a data stream in front of Cyborg and rushed straight into his body. In less than a second, Cyborg lost control of his body.

“What? It’s a virus!”

Warning pop-up windows madly covered Cyborg’s field of vision, and on each pop-up window was a mini icon of Crimson Knightmon.

His body also did a tap dance out of control.

Because of the stiff body and ugly dance moves, even the knowledgeable old bat Thomas couldn’t help but twitch his mouth, thinking that he had seen something very shocking.

“Alright! Stop it! I admit it! I admit that he is a data life!”

Cyborg gave in. All the antivirus software in his system were useless, which meant that his biggest advantage was gone!

Without this modified iron body and unable to use his super brain like a quantum computer, after all his brain waves were intercepted, he was just an ordinary person.

Thomas Wayne asked Crimson Knightmon directly: “Can you monitor those people through his perspective? If you can, let him go and monitor those idiots at the same time.”

Cyborg’s red electronic eyes projected a virtual image of Crimson Knightmon.

[I can do it. His internal data network has been covered by my data. As long as I want, he can live like a puppet.]

Crimson Knightmon seemed to have said something very scary.

Thomas thought for a moment, then said decisively:

“Then use him as a puppet and infiltrate those idiots. If they still want war, kill them. I’m tired of being led by these idiots. The war news every day gives me a headache!”

The virtual Crimson Knightmon looked at Tian Xiaoban and told him to make the decision.

Tian Xiaoban nodded: “Okay, we can listen to Old Thomas on this point. After all, the world has been plagued by war for too long. Whoever dares to prevent world peace will be killed!”

Cyborg agrees that there should not be war, but aren’t their methods a little too despicable?

“Why can’t we use gentler means? The military doesn’t like war either! We can negotiate!”

“idiot!”

Tian Xiaoban looked at Ganggu with disdain: “The network data is now in our hands. As for combat effectiveness, you can go online to see the current battle situation. We control both online and offline. Why should we listen to the opinions of a bunch of idiots!

“We didn’t kill them now, but sent you as a spy instead. This is our last mercy! It is also their last chance. The war is over. If they start another war, they will be the ones who deserve to die!”

“You’re right!” Thomas Wayne agreed with Tian Xiaoban: “Fight violence with violence, stop killing with killing! Although the concept is cruel, it is practical.”

“But…” Cyborg wanted to speak.

Tian Xiaoban ordered:

“Just seal his mouth, control him, and let him be a bystander! Go and carry out the mission.”

“Yes, boss!”

Cyborg saluted as a knight, activated his back thrusters, and flew directly out of the Batcave.

When he flew high into the sky and his shadow could no longer be seen, Tian Xiaoban suddenly remembered: “Oh, if I had known earlier, I should have let him find the clown’s location for us before he left!”

Thomas didn’t say anything. He walked to the Batcomputer, searched a few screens, and said to Tian Xiaoban, “No need to ask Tie Geda for help. I’ve already found her.”

The surveillance footage froze on an abandoned factory.

Martha the Clown, wearing heavy makeup, stood inside and set up various bombs.

Not far from her, there were two fat men tied to stone pillars. They were wearing suits and ties, and at first glance, they looked like people who were doing very well in Gotham. And this kind of people had a very obvious sign: they were afraid of death.