[Comprehensive] Clown training game

There is no such thing as a couple quarreling, of course, Mr. J only has his Lucy in his heart.

But what else could he say?

Said that Bateman tried to murder and [beep——] himself, but he resisted to the death, beat the other party into a panda and reborn, and then kissed him in a twitch.This question is too complicated, why does it sound like he is also a pervert?

So, it might as well be a couple quarreling, Lucy won't know anyway.

Moreover, when Bateman's identity was revealed at this time, it was of no benefit to anger this perverted murderer.There are two girls here, oh, what if the weak Harley and Ivy are kidnapped?What if you are frightened by a pervert? (No, you think too much, they are much scarier than Bateman)

Probably because the two looked too miserable, everyone didn't ask any more questions. Harley walked over to bandage Mr. J's wound to stop the bleeding, while Ivy put cold compresses on Bateman's eyes.

"What's the third secret room?" Mr. J asked subconsciously, touching his swollen and horrible lips.

"One prison, many serial decryption games." Lawton replied in a deep voice.

Mr. J paused, and asked again: "Did you find any props related to the main plot? Or, who are the people in the prison?"

"I didn't find any documents or diaries like the previous two secret rooms." Lawton paused, then frowned and said, "But it seems that the people locked in the innermost part of the prison...are not human beings."

aha?Is it some kind of monster place?

"There is an out-of-place black bat carved on the wall, the kind of spray paint, you know that the prison environment is mostly graffiti, how abnormal is this kind of sign with metallic luster." Ivy added, stuffing a cold towel into the Bateman's hand, let the latter hold it himself, "it seems to be a special mark for it."

Another bat mark.

Mr. J frowned unconsciously, and asked again: "What's in the bat prison?"

A clown playing card, stained with blood, with the words on the back: "You're in, I'm out. So are you crazy, or am I?"

They brought this prop out, and Mr. J took it over, staring at the scrawled words on it, unable to say what he was thinking.

The first secret room is called sunshine, a patient suffering from delusions pretends to be normal, the second secret room is called destruction, the world is destroyed by a lunatic, the third secret room is called distortion, according to the information of playing cards, it is very likely Crazy people were released, and normal people were put in prison.

These three chambers are all related to mental illness, and all have created crazy and terrifying effects.

The theme of the entire series of chambers is called "Multiple Lives".

What if... the lunatics in these secret rooms are all alone?Just like the concept of the multiverse, Mr. J remembered that when he was in college, he once listened to a lecture by a physicist.

When quantum physics has developed to the point where it is today, humans are increasingly aware that our world is never single, and it may not even be real.

The two most famous experiments are "Schrodinger's cat" and "observer effect".

Although Schrödinger cited this experimental example mainly for the purpose of sarcasm and irony, rather than any real physics discussion, modern physics has increasingly confirmed that the "quantum superposition state" does exist, and quantum can indeed maintain wave-particle A state of duality, and it has even been experimentally proven that neutrinos can travel hundreds of miles in a Schrödinger's cat state.

Of course, for Mr. J, what wave-particle duality, what quantum superposition state, what Schrödinger cat abuser and so on... are basically the same as listening to heaven.

But he understood one of the experiments—the observer effect.

In layman's terms, you go from the auditorium to the dining room, and from the auditorium to the dining room there are three arches, you can choose any one to walk through, right?And you can only choose one of the doors to go.In physics experiments, electrons can only pass through one of the gaps to go to the opposite side.

In fact, the essence of the double-slit interference experiment is that electrons can pass through two slits at the same time. This phenomenon is called "interference".

Scientists have tried to observe the "interference effect", but a strange thing happened. When no one is observing, the electrons will produce "interference", but when the scientists observe, the electrons can only pass through one of the gaps, just like You can only go to the restaurant through an arch at the same time.

Is it because the human body is close to produce a force field?There is also this possibility, so scientists changed sophisticated instruments to observe electrons.

However, something even weirder happened. When the instrument was turned on, when people looked at the display screen of the instrument in another room, the interference would disappear. When people lowered their heads, the double-slit interference appeared again!

The mere act of observing affects the outcome of the experiment, as if... the particles that make up everything in the world have a mind of their own.

Therefore, when you do not observe an object, according to the state of quantum superposition, this object can be in the state of "both life and death", that is, it can "exist and disappear", in other words, the statement of idealism is correct : There is nothing outside the heart, everything is empty.

As the ancient religions of the East say, the whole world is but a dream.The Buddha's statement is no longer an ignorant blind belief, but has the most advanced quantum mechanics support.

When you dream, only what you focus on seems real, and where the dream doesn't focus, the world doesn't exist.

The world doesn't exist, and when you realize that, the next question you're bound to ask is: Who am I then?Do I exist again?What is the meaning of my existence?This kind of thinking can drive people crazy, and he will act recklessly, approaching the bottom line of the world time and time again.

It's like... an awakened clown.

Like a bolt of lightning across the dark night sky, it didn't matter who Bateman really was at that moment.

Mr. J stood up, wanting to take a look at the last secret room, if everything he guessed was true...he couldn't imagine the result.

The crowd couldn't resist him, so they had to enter the last secret room. The name of this secret room was: Truth.

The whole room was pitch black, but there was a beam of spotlights on the stage, the light was so dazzling that tears flowed from the eyes.And Mr. J just stared at the chair in the very center.

An ordinary wooden chair, half old and not new, stable and unremarkable.

And above the chair, beat a noose made of rope, that is what suicides use to end everything.

If everything is empty, if people can be in a superimposed state of "both life and death", then what is so terrible about death?We can even say that when the suicide is not discovered by anyone, when the door of the secret room is not opened, is that person "Schrödinger's cat"?

Is he between life and death?

Will he be able to escape the control of the world?

Will he be able to get rid of the ubiquitous system completely?

As if infected by some emotion, or suddenly awakened to something, Mr. J's mood changed from stunned to fear to calm. He turned his head and said to everyone: "I need to be alone in it for a while."

Harley originally wanted to refute, but when she met the other's eyes, all her words were choked in Le's throat.

That is the irreversible look that belongs to the clown.

No one could say anything against him under the eyes of the clown.Except maybe Batman, but Bateman... isn't Gotham's Dark Knight after all.

People backed down, and even Bateman, a perverted murderer, didn't dare to touch Mr. J's bad luck at this time.

When the secret room was empty, the follow spot light became even more dazzling.

Maybe he was crazy, Mr. J laughed silently, how could he suspect that the world he was in was not real?

But ask yourself, is there a moment in each of you that you suddenly perceive the falseness and absurdity of the world, and suddenly have such a thought, "Is this world real? Am I still in a dream?" That feeling It will make you shiver from the spine to the soles of your feet, and you will feel at a loss.

There is something sprouting in your body, trying to get rid of this false dream, and you start to worry about why you haven’t woken up, and you can’t bear this small world... until the trivial things of the world pull you into this world again, and you Losing that thing, but you remember the feeling.

No one has the courage to experiment. Mr. J clearly remembers that he is a Wall Street elite, his girlfriend is Lucy, and the sandwich sellers downstairs are Mr. and Mrs. Lawton. Bateman is a murderous maniac...

But is that really the case?Is it really?Is it really? ! !

Mr. J stood on the chair and put the rope around his neck.

His expression was extremely calm, without even a trace of fear, only the crazily eager to try in his heart.He stared at the pitch-black room, and could even see the outline of a bat in it, and the "haha" laughter seemed to come to his ears again.

He saw it, and saw a ghost with pointed ears coming out of the darkness.

He kicked over the chair and felt the instant impact on his neck, which could almost sever his throat. He saw the ghost break through the darkness, and the smooth and flexible cloak was like the night of Gotham, covering the whole world.Both life and death, yes, this is the only chance to escape the system, both life and death...

He entered another space that didn't exist.

And there was someone waiting for him long ago, not the bat ghost that he had expected before, but a more familiar face, with a foundation that was pale as paint, lips that were bright red like blood, and the corners of the mouth were split to below the ears, Dire green hair, purple suit.

Oh, who else could it be?

Hahahahahaha, who else could it be?

Who else could there be but themselves?

Mr. J and the clown stared at each other, and then the corners of their mouths curved more exaggeratedly.