Schizophrenia

A few rays of sunlight penetrated into the room through the heavy curtains, and the oblique beams reflected the tiny particles flying in the air, bringing some vitality to the room.However, the owner of the room didn't seem to like the light coming in very much, and pulled the quilt upwards: "Sis, I want to sleep!"

"It's noon, my young master!" the metallic female voice said, "and perhaps you'd like to read the newspaper!"

"Who cares what's written in those stupid newspapers!" snorted, Ansang covered his head in a muffled voice, "Green Lantern saved his city again, where did his magical power come from? Green Arrow Does it really exist, why did he say 'you failed the city'? The Flash stopped new crimes yesterday, how many new types of criminals are there! Apart from these, the newspapers will not do other things .”

"You also forgot to list Superman!" Sis said sternly, "and Hawkgirl!"

"Oh, superhumans have never been the target of my attention, dear Sis!" Knowing that he would not be able to sleep today, Ansang turned over on the bed and looked at the ceiling, "As for the eagle girl, to be honest, she is interesting except for her abilities. Besides, I don't want to spend energy on her!"

"If there are no mistakes in the definition of superhumans on the Internet, you are also a member of superhumans! Of course, Mr. Quinn will be very happy if he finds out that you compare him with a group of superhumans!" Ansang's definition of superhuman.

"Oh, Little Flash is quite interesting!" After getting in touch with Green Arrow and Green Lantern, Ansang still has a good impression of the little red man who can chat happily with super criminals.There are not many such straightforward children. He asked Rosalind to hint in the media two or three times, but Little Lightning didn't show up, as if he wasn't the one who promised to come and play that night.

"Need I remind you, are you the same age as Mr. Allen?" Sis paused.

"Oh, you will never stop debunking me, right, honey!" Shrugging, Ansang didn't want to discuss the past and present with Sis, "So, wake me up early in the morning For what? I thought I had neither a press conference nor a board of directors today, let alone any major decisions to make?"

"If you highlighted it, are you interested in the news about Batman?" Sis paused.

"You will never live up to the name I gave you, Sis! I can't imagine life without you!" Ansang turned over and stretched, "Okay, now you have succeeded, you have successfully captured Living my G-spot has taken me to new heights, so my time is now yours, please me!"

"Then, good afternoon, master!" The voice of the artificial intelligence paused slightly, "Forgive me for modifying your itinerary on my own initiative, but I believe that compared to the trouble of returning to Star City to find Mr. Interested in the new urban legends of Gotham!" The curtains were pulled open by a pair of invisible hands, and soft sunlight poured into the bedroom.

"Oh, you know I like Gotham the most!" Looking at the slightly darkened glass, Ansang knew that Sis had thoughtfully adjusted the light entering the room, "Oh, Sis, I can't imagine my life without you What a mess! So, marry me~"

"Physiologically speaking, I am an artificial AI! Psychologically speaking, I am your older sister!" Sis was brought to him by An Sang's older sisters An Xiao and An Meng who lived in a different time and space, and may not have taken care of his little brother. The meaning is in it, "From a legal point of view, I am already yours, young master!"

"Tsk, I know it must be the second sister's handwriting!" I rolled my eyes, "I'm up, so show me what good news you want to tell me?" Opened the closet and randomly grabbed a piece of paper. A pink shirt, put on the body, and then began to put on pants.

"A money laundering conspiracy about Gotham City?" Sis paused, "And if my data is not wrong, I think your friend Mr. Pinel is also involved. And because he has been extremely keen on Hang Batman's little game, Gotham is going to be even more chaotic!"

"My dear Sis, sometimes you have to understand that it's not that I'm against them, but they are attracting me to be against them!" Ansang pulled out a belt, "You can experience the fun, right? The sour feeling when you remove the virus from your body, and the eagerness to face the virus!"

"Master, you are the virus!" Sis said in a very serious voice, "And they are the anti-virus software in my body. I know social moths like you, Master! Of course, you know that I am not talking about Jacob? , but Mu'awiyah Fadeyah!" Sis paused.

An Sang stopped putting on her clothes: "I told you not to mention that name."

"You can't escape from reality forever, master." Sis's voice was as steady as before, "I have to remind you, even if you have left the Assassin League, they will always find you. At that time, you can only take risks." Unlocking the restriction again in danger, but if it exceeds 70.00% again..."

"I see, you can shut up now." Ansang ordered almost yelling, "You are always so right!" After a pause, he took a breath and returned to the cheerful tone before, "Look, As a virus, it’s not easy to meet people whose IQ is on the same level as myself! That’s why I love Batman so much, he actually has energy in Gotham, and he’s going to expose my conspiracy!"

"You are not interested in Mr. Quinn just because he broke his promise not to kill so easily. But I have to remind you that before his promise not to kill, he was a murderer. This is the difference between him and Batman , you are not counted." Sis felt obliged to remind.

"Sis, you know, your data will never go wrong!" Ansang turned around in the mirror and saw a well-dressed elite with satisfaction, "You know, I love you like my sister loves hers Sam as much as Jar, of course, I don't mean Ultron!"

"My pleasure, mother!" Sis replied politely, "However, how are you going to get to Gotham?"

"How to go back?" Pushing open the door, Ansang raised his foot and swept over the broken parts all over the floor, "Of course I'm going by plane! But remember to pack my things to Gotham, I haven't been able to assemble my new one yet." Toy!"

"Then, maybe you are interested in this invitation letter? Although it is a routine invitation letter sent to you, Mr. Wayne and Mr. Pennyworth may very much want to meet you!" A virtual invitation letter Appeared abruptly on Ansang's left side, moving with his walking steps.

"No, thank you!" Ansang didn't even look at it, "I don't think they want to see people who have died long ago! Of course, there is also Mr. Bruce, the playboy, who probably doesn't have any self-importance towards ST Group. Autistic research geniuses are interested, aren't they?"

"What's more, do I need to remind you, my dear Sis? As an autistic person and an eccentric genius, I should have a social disorder and a eccentric temper that is extremely disgusting to be touched by others?" Opening the refrigerator and taking out the milk, Then he brought out a pizza box.

"As long as you are happy, my young master! But according to my data, you already have the excellent option of being eccentric!" Sis paused, and then a virtual display screen appeared on the partition of the open kitchen, " Also, do you need my contact person to pick you up?"

"No need, my dear Sis!" Glancing at the full contact list on the screen, he took the cold pizza out of the box and put it in his mouth.But when he saw the list, he changed his mind: "No, what you said is very reasonable, Sis! Maybe you would like to contact Napier for me?"

"I think, you will probably be put as a pigeon!" In an instant, there was only one contact with a clown face left on the list.

"No, no, no, why do you think so!" Ansang smiled at the TV camera, "I just want to ask Napier if there is any show that needs manpower recently! You know," thumb and index finger held He picked up the milk box, then raised his head and took a sip of milk.

"You know." Looking at the virtual screen in the air, Ansang stuck out his tongue and licked his milk mustache, "You know Sis."

The author has something to say:

Fuck it's so hard to make up an Arabic name...

Anyway, the name Mu'awiyah Fadeyah, probably maybe maybe maybe it means this:

Fox cubs using themselves as sacrificial offerings