[Zhongyingmei] The clown is actually me

Jack on the other side.

"Ready?" He looked at Emma in front of him.

"Hmm." Emma nodded vigorously, "We have solved the food problem for ghosts. Even if there are no more humans in this world, ghosts will not degenerate into wild beasts. Mom,? Breeding adults,? GF The children of the farm and other special farms, they all survived, although... although we couldn't save all of them, there were some humans from mass production farms,? We had to give them up..."

Jack sighed, and patted her on the shoulder: "You have done enough, Emma. Now,? It's over. At the price of these 1000 years,? Let's fulfill the 'promise'."

Emma raised her head, stretched out her hand, interlocked her fingers with Jack, and stacked the palms of adults and children together, as if about to deliver the old age and the new world.A bright and dazzling white light rose from between the two of them. Facing the warm light, Emma said the content of the agreement: "Let all children go to the human world, and the two worlds will no longer communicate with each other." .”

Jack let go of her hand, and she felt herself falling down, as if she accidentally fell into the bottomless abyss, but on the way down, the warm breath wrapped her, like lying in the softest cradle In the depths,? Mother's hand gently brushed her forehead.She knew that she was going to the human world, and a strong drowsiness seized her. Just before she closed her eyes and fell asleep, she looked at Jack who was already far away, and shouted: "Mr. Jack, thank you! "

"You're welcome, you've worked hard for the past 1000 years." Jack waved at her, not sure if Emma heard it.

Everything is quiet and the drama is over.Jack stared blankly at the warning scarlet letter on the system panel, and it was terrifying to be alone again, giving him the illusion of being abandoned in a strange world.He also didn't expect that one day he would miss the clown, miss him lingering around him like a curse, chattering nonsense.Thinking about it now, in fact, when he stayed in Arkham Asylum, he was alone most of the time. The reason why he didn't feel lonely was largely because the clown was nagging in his mind like a ghost.

I don't know if it's because most of his feelings have been deprived, and the actions of the few remaining people who can enjoy his feelings can easily make him sentimental.

He lay down on the back, and suddenly the system screen flickered like a broken snowflake screen, and a line of words popped up: "[System Notification] Soul Theseus Ship Protection System Su has been repaired, restarting, and will be connected soon The native world."

Jack stood up instantly.

"[System prompt] The soul ship of Theseus has been restarted and is undergoing a comprehensive evaluation... The failure rate is 28%, the damage degree is 86%, and reverse repair is not possible... The Kronos multi-dimensional time compression device is not damaged. The jump engine is initialized .The loading of the Thanatos agreement is complete. The four-dimensional coordinates are determined, the time-space anchor point has been recorded, and the original world has been connected. Do you want to perform a time-space jump?"

"Jump, jump!" Why are you staying here after the plot is over? !

Jack closed his eyes, perhaps because of the partial failure of the so-called system, this time-space jump was different from the past, and became very bumpy.He felt that he had turned into a sand hidden in a maraca, and was shaken up and down violently, shaking his brain evenly.If he hadn't eaten anything, he might have vomited.Fortunately, this turbulence lasted less than a minute. To be precise, when he silently counted to 1 in his heart, he felt that the fatal shaking stopped, and his feet stepped on solid ground.

Jack opened his eyes, the strong dizziness still lingering in his mind, but what came into view was a door.

A metal security door.

Jack froze solidly, and it took him about three or four minutes to realize where he was.Every detail of the surroundings is familiar: the bags of trash stacked by the door, the stains on the walls of the apartment, the smell of baked beans floating in the air, the sweet smell of cheese, chicken and pasta sauce oozing from the kitchen location , Scratches and residual adhesive tape on the anti-theft door.And the sound of the TV coming from the poorly soundproofed next door, and that big fat neighbor watching a corny joke show again.The clothes that the landlady hangs outside the window in the corridor are still the colors in my memory, and her cat loves to defecate everywhere in the apartment, looking at the cat feces and cheap rat medicine mixed together in the corner...

He trembled all over, and then looked at himself.He was wearing a not-so-expensive suit, the sleeves were somewhat oily, the inner lining had been washed a little white, and the smell of chemicals remained between the fabrics.He was holding a white plastic bag with "xx Convenience Store" imprinted on the bag. Inside the bag were a few radishes, a bottle of white pepper, two pounds of hamburger meat, and a can of beans.

Wait a minute, wait a minute...

Jack took two steps back, and the contents of the plastic bag were scattered all over the place. He felt dizzy, as if his world was spinning.

Under his gaze, the door was pushed open from the inside, and a familiar woman came out carrying a bag of garbage. She was wearing a cheap cotton dress, with soft blond hair hanging down to her shoulders, and wearing a Wearing a few colorful barrettes that cost no more than $2.She saw Jack standing at the door with a bloodless face and the food rolling everywhere. She bent down in surprise and reproach, picked up a can of food that had rolled to her feet, and said to him: "Eh, Jack? Why are you here now?"

"Jane..." Jack's lips trembled, calling out the familiar name, his wife's name: "...Jenny?"

fake.

Jack said in his heart.

Calm down, this is fake.

Jack wore an apron and stood in the kitchen cooking beans.Jenny was pregnant, and he couldn't have her in the kitchen all day.

He dumped the softened carrot cubes and diced chicken breasts into the pot, then added the store-bought instant bone broth, covered the pot, and prepared to drizzle sweet cheese on the cheese bread for a side dish, then poured it out of the pot. Take out a bag of white sesame seeds from the refrigerator.

While doing it again, he meditated in his mind, everything he saw and touched was false and a trap.He has past memories and knows that he is a fantasy personality of the clown, and that Jenny's story is just his fabrication.The story of Batman's world cannot be made up, and if he really has the ability to spin an exhaustive story for nearly two years within minutes of opening the door, then he must be suffering from severe paranoia.So what he is in now is not the real world, but a place like a fantasy.And it is very likely that the Joker constructed it to hold Jack down.

Think about what there is to prove, think about it!

Yes, he can speak many languages ​​and has a strong mathematical ability. As long as he is given a pen and paper, he can write enough mathematical papers to get him a professor's profile picture.He had no education in mathematics, and one cannot suddenly learn this out of thin air.Here is the proof!

Jack came into the dining room with the saucepan and the cheese bread, where Jenny was already sitting.Pregnancy left her tired, anorexic, with swollen legs, a pale complexion, and an unnatural flush of red on her cheeks.To appetize her, Jack first cut up some sauerkraut bought in the store downstairs, and then handed her soft boiled bread and a bowl of millet porridge. Jenny stuffed the food into her mouth sleepily, her slender eyebrows tightly knit together Together, it's more like crucifixion than eating.Jack took off his apron, took a piece of paper and a pen, and tried to write a paper on the dining table that would be enough to appear in Mathematics, but he soon had to stop writing because he realized a problem: he had nothing to say. Can't write it.

It was as if the clock struck midnight, the magic of the fairy godmother was lifted, Cinderella turned back into Cinderella wiping the floor, and Jack could no longer display his magical mathematical abilities. Those formulas and symbols that were once so clear are now Completely turned into a mess, his pen tip trembled and wrote a few strings of incomprehensible numbers on the white paper, which looked more like ghost symbols than mathematical papers.He kept wiping the fine sweat from his brow, trying to wring some oil out of his brain, but couldn't do anything except leave a big bleed-out blot of blue ink and nearly ruin his expensive fountain pen.

Strange...why on earth...

Jack struggled for ten minutes, and finally gave up. He raised his head and said the first words to Jenny after entering the house: "Jenny, I remember you can understand some French?"

"Yeah." Jenny nodded.After she and Jack got married, they went on a honeymoon trip to France, so they learned some simple daily French, which was limited to taxis and errand waiters.

"Then listen to me, 'Here's a plate of potatoes (Il?y?a?une?tasse?de?pommes?de?terre.)', can you understand what I'm saying?"

"what?"

"I said here's a plate of potatoes (Il? y? a? une? tasse? de? pommes? de? terre.)' is 'Here's? a? in French."

Jenny frowned: "I didn't understand what you were talking about... You didn't speak English or French. If you insisted on speaking, it was like the language of the natives of Mauritius."

"Really?"

"I swear, what you speak is definitely not French. Although my French is poor, I can understand the basics."

Jack was silent, scratching his hair anxiously, digging his nails into his flesh.He couldn't help being irritable. He lost all the abilities that could prove the existence of the past, including mathematics and foreign languages. Even if he didn't verify other things, he also had an ominous premonition that all his abilities would no longer exist.Jenny obviously noticed that he was abnormal, not only did he take the initiative to cook after entering the house, but also behaved like a nervous breakdown. She put down the spoon and said to Jack, "What's wrong with you, dear?"

Jack took a deep breath, trying not to look like a psychopath: "Jenny... If I say, I feel like I live in another world. In this world, everything in front of us, what we eat, where we live Places are all fake, nonexistent. What would you think?"