[Comprehensive] Clown training game

If the real Joker was lying at this moment, he might have limped Superman.

After all the clown's mouth is a deceiving ghost.

But Mr. J thinks he can't do this. He is a Wall Street elite, but he has only been working for a year.And he also cheated... No, he was convincing clients to invest or something.This is very different from persuading an alien who has a hatred of killing his wife and son.

Spicy chicken game, he didn't even give him a reminder, he had to make up the reason himself.

Seeing the clown's delay in opening his mouth, Bu Yichao became a little impatient, and the strength in his hand also increased slightly.Then he heard the other party say, "Do you know about parallel worlds?"

Friends, do you know XX?Come and find out!

Yichao sneered: "I need you to tell me about the parallel world?"

"Of course you know more than me, ha, even the Batman here can keep bringing in supermen from other worlds to deal with you, or clowns like me to disgust you. Killing clowns in your world is revenge, but killing What role do I have? No, no, that's not what I'm talking about." The clown said to himself, "Have you ever thought about the philosophical significance brought by parallel worlds?"

ha?Want to chat about philosophy?

"When we make any decision, the world will split into two parallel worlds. In some worlds, you have never been to the earth at all, in some worlds, Krypton has not been destroyed, and in some worlds, Zod controls The whole universe. Even if you come to the earth, you will find different wives, and there are even worlds where there are no clowns at all."

"Have you finished your nonsense?"

Seeing that Yichao was about to kill someone, Mr. J immediately added: "Even if you can control this world, what's the point? In another world, you failed and were imprisoned by Batman; or you died in In the hands of another Superman. At this moment, we are but one of trillions of possibilities."

"Superman, I may be mentally ill, but I'm not stupid. On the contrary, you should know that I have... some kind of abnormal gift for seeing people. As for you, I think deep down in you, you don't just want revenge .No, you want more."

"It's not just because of the clown, the clown is just a seed, a trigger. Long ago, when criminals would wantonly hurt the families of heroes, when they would slip out every time they got caught, You already have this idea. Even if the clowns of this world didn't succeed in the first place, how long can such luck last?"

"There must be supermen in other worlds who have experienced such pain like you, but Batman will never understand that you are not for yourself, you are for the whole world, no, you are for the heroes of all parallel universes suffering .What is right?" Mr. J has used all his tongue, "I have been asking myself, the same question."

"It's not us that's wrong, it's the world. How ridiculous, a world where no one talks about fairness and justice, a world where people who pay everyone's salary are frozen to death in the snow. I wasn't born a clown, was I? It's just that I choose to use chaos to deal with this absurd and unfair world, so what you choose is absolute order."

Calculating the time, it should have exceeded the half a minute given by Yichao, but at this moment he wanted to finish listening to what the clown had to say.For so long, no one could understand his true inner thoughts.He's not a lunatic infected by a clown, it's the whole world that's crazy!

Even if the clown failed that time, maybe he will succeed in other parallel worlds, making Superman there miserable.

Even if the Joker never existed, there are other villains who would hurt other heroes.

Even if he kills the clown again, it still can't eliminate the fundamental phenomenon - the rules of the world are wrong!

Mr. J stroked the powder on his face, and as he moved, white powder fell on Yichao's hand, and he also touched his cut lips, calmly said: "You know, it's just a mask, The Joker is just a mask, he's never... alone."

"You can kill 1 people, but you can't kill a mask, a symbol twisted and born by ridiculous rules. And I can help you, not because I'm afraid of dying at your hands, there are countless clowns anyway." Ah bah, he is afraid of death!

Bu Yichao finally spoke, and he asked condescendingly: "Why did I choose you, since there are so many clowns for me to choose from."

Mr. J shrugged: "I think meeting is fate. Okay, okay, I'm joking."

"I don't like to play, play, or laugh." Although it was a threatening sentence, since it was said, it showed that Yichao was persuaded.As the clown said, it is too easy to kill a person, but to kill a symbol, I am afraid that the clown really needs the help of himself.

This cunning and weird soul seems to be born to do this, heh.

It's not that Unyielding Chao is too arrogant, of course he knows that the clown has his own little plans, otherwise?Did conscience find the decision to come to his aid?But Superman doesn't care, he is no longer the past self, the clown is under his nose, forgive him and can't do anything.

The hand that had been pinching his neck loosened, and Mr. J gasped heavily. It was really painful to suffocate to death.I don't know how Batman's rescue is doing, and why the system hasn't given the update task?He's done talking about bold ideas.

"A new branch mission is released. Branch mission: Get the kryptonite hidden by Lu Tu, and successfully assassinate Superman. Tip: It is said that Luthor in this world is a good friend of Superman, but he still prepared kryptonite, and one of them is in the 800 meters away from you, attach a map, come on, keep an eye on you!"

Mr. J: ...I won't give up if you don't kill me, right! !

Tell me, how did I escape from under Yichao's nose to get kryptonite, and how did I use kryptonite to plot against him?If I can really succeed, I will change my name to Invincible·Zhankeng Superman·Legend·Joker!

I am a novice player who is less than tenth level. If you want to face a furious boss who has reached level one hundred, even if you give me a 999 artifact, it will be useless. Mr. J secretly rolled his eyes to the sky.

However, he still had to face the reality, his mind was spinning fast, thinking about how to get rid of the Superman in front of him.Fortunately, Bu Yichao was staring at the dilapidated house in a daze, and didn't take him away directly.

"Some people say that you are the one who knows Batman best." Yiyi asked super coldly.

I'm not, I'm not, who said that?You stand up for me!

"Even you can understand me, why doesn't he understand?!" Bu Yichao turned his face and flipped the book, and threw Mr. J to the wall on the other side with a single slap. Fortunately, he controlled the force, probably Just a broken rib or two.

Mr. J, who silently spat out a mouthful of blood, stood up tremblingly. His defense value was so high that he was injured like this. Could it be that Yichao's strength value is also 999?And, let's face it, Batman doesn't understand, he just thinks it's wrong.

Human society itself is a balance of chaos and order, reason and absurdity, divinity and humanity.

On the one hand, fate is inherently absurd. Otherwise, why would someone be crushed to death by a chandelier without going out, and someone else would be crushed to death even if someone jumped off a building?But human beings are afraid to death of this sense of powerlessness at the mercy of fate. They use religion, legends, science, and man-made rules to maintain their pitifully small sense of security.

On the other hand, the moment when human beings are separated from the original and form a "society", it is because they have a hierarchy, which is the essential attribute of "society".But now we want to build a completely fair world, isn't it tantamount to obliterating "society"?

In a way, the Joker may be right.He uses chaos to achieve fairness, and laughs wildly to fight fate.

Batman is very aware of the nature of human beings and destiny, so he always starts with the rules, trying to balance the two sides and maintain fairness and justice as much as possible.However, Superman doesn't understand, or rather, because he is too powerful, he is also too arrogant.

When an individual is as strong as a god, or even crushing the world, he will ignore all rules.It's a pity... the rules are not forced by external forces, nor will they be touched by emotions.

"Maybe there are some worlds that Batman can understand?" Mr. J didn't intend to go to Superman at this time.

However, the other party responded irascibly: "Then why can't this one!"

He stared at the dilapidated sofa covered in cobwebs, and the ashtray on the broken glass table, and beyond the memory of ordinary people, he remembered all the past clearly, as bright as yesterday.

"This is the place where we met for the first time. He knows that no matter what the conspiracy is, if he sends me this address, I will definitely come. You see, he can even use this." Smile sadly.

Mr. J: ... Can I choose not to listen to such secret gossip?

Bu Yichao picked up the ashtray and dusted it off, as if remembering something, his eyes miraculously calmed down: "That was many years ago, I remember that the Queen's Ice Cream Shop next to the Daily Planet building just opened."

Why do you have such a deep memory of the ice cream shop?

The little reporter who was ordered by Louise to buy ice cream couldn't say "no" at all in the face of the laughter of his colleagues.Well, he is a newcomer, so he should run errands more diligently.And... he sneaked a glance at Louise, his cheeks blushed involuntarily, the girl in the metropolis is so beautiful.

Because it is a well-known store, there was a long queue of course, and he waited for a long time. When it was his turn to buy, Perry called him and ordered him to show up in the office in three seconds.No, editor-in-chief, do you really think I can teleport?

Oh, no, he really can.

Of course, he didn't use any super powers, but ran all the way back.As soon as I entered the office, I heard Louise's angry shout: "First, this is my news! Second, he is a new guy who doesn't understand anything, for God's sake, Gotham? You want to kill him?"

Clark knocked on the door and walked in under the stares of Perry and Louise.

Louise was still staring at him, but Perry took out a thick envelope from the drawer and said, "Do you know about the recent disappearance cases in the Metropolitan? They are all unemployed people, and many of them have no relatives or friends. "

Clark nodded. The metropolis is such a peaceful city, and it’s not Gotham next door. Generally, crimes rarely occur. However, the disappearance of more than a dozen people this time has already been classified as a serious case.

"Of course, this is a police matter, but what I want you to investigate is another matter. The first person disappeared a few months ago, and this matter was also reported to the police station, but the case handling Officer Alan Miller did not file a case, but concluded that the other party left by himself. Later, the police investigation said that he was negligent in his duties, and I think Miller was one of the confidantes of the Metropolitan Police Chief. During this period, the Chief Running for mayor again."

"Miller was not fired, just suspended, but I think there is something to dig in him. I want you to go and approach him secretly. These politicians are like rabbits. When they hear the name of a reporter, they can count on nothing. come out."

In other words, the crime may have nothing to do with him, but once it is discovered, it will definitely be a political scandal.

"What if Miller has something to do with the disappearance?" Louise said indignantly, "Are you risking the newcomer's life?"

"The police have already investigated, and Miller is just dereliction of duty." Perry went back and said, "Second, I just asked him to go to Gotham to find Miller, not to fight with the Gotham gang. For God's sake For sake, that's Gotham, not Hell!"

Seeing what Louise had to say, Clark immediately took the faith and said quickly, "I'll go right away."

"what?"

"I'm a little interested in Gotham."

The little reporter showed a flattering smile to the colleague he had a crush on.He does have an interest in Gotham, after all, the Dark Knight sounds interesting, and he just came here for work, and he wants to investigate a big news so he can stay.

Thus, there was such a "Clive Koma" sailing enthusiast who came to Gotham from the metropolis and specially participated in the sailing club held here.Miller is an amateur sailor, a sport he loves.

And the place where the event is held is in the small seaport at the junction of Gotham and Metropolis, of course, on the side of Metropolis.

As God swears, Clark really didn’t come here to cause trouble. He obviously had a conversation with Miller at the club and went sailing together, but at night, Miller went to pick up girls. He was embarrassed to follow, just in time to see There is a strange light source on the other side of the port.

The little reporter couldn't control his curiosity, so he ran to the other side, and then was escorted to the nearby dilapidated house by a group of people at gunpoint.Damn it, he knew that it must be Gotham's dark forces who were sneaking around at the beach so late!

"What the hell is this?" A sluggish voice, lazy and unserious, with an accent.

The people behind poked him once, and the little reporter hurried forward to avoid it. He was afraid that if he didn't dodge, he would poke the muzzle of the gun crookedly.When he turned his head, he saw the person who was speaking. The person was sitting on a second-hand sofa. He was thin and gloomy. His hair was down to his eyes, and he couldn't see his eyes clearly. However, the dangerous aura in his body couldn't be covered by his hairstyle. .

This is a fierce and vicious character, especially when he stretches out his arms, there are pinholes there, and the slightly trembling fingers indicate that he has been immersed in drugs for many years, so that people are a little crazy.

"I don't know who got the idea while delivering the goods, let the boss handle it." Those people said, a little in awe of that person, the man shrugged his shoulders, and jumped in front of Clark like a leopard.

To Superman, this speed is slow motion, but to ordinary people, it is extremely fast.Seeing that he didn't scare the little reporter, the man clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, and took out Clive Koma's sailing club certificate from his pocket.

"Sailing competition, ha, the other side has been tossing about this for the past few days, so I told the boss that it is easy to cause accidents." The man said, pinching the little reporter's chin, and lifting it up, under the dim light , looked at it several times carefully like sizing up prey.

"It looks pretty good."

Everyone burst into laughter when they heard the words, and some even whistled. One of them slapped his thigh and shouted: "Match Ma Long, you really like this, hahaha, why don't you let him have a good time before killing him? It's been a few weeks here!"

"Get out!" Match Ma Long cursed with a smile, but he could see that he was a little moved.

The poor little reporter was stunned. Seeing the interest in the man's eyes, he suddenly had a question from his soul: Did he bear the humiliation for a while to keep his identity?Or just beat him to hemiplegia?

Match Ma Long whistled and whispered in his ear: "Beauty, you can have a good time before you die, at least you have earned it."

Well, he decided, he should still be paralyzed.