[Zhongyingmei] The clown is actually me

"Good morning, Hiroki."

Jack put the CD into the reader and waved his hand at the computer screen that lit up by itself.No one answered him, only the screen flickered a few times, and finally it turned back to pitch black, Jack leaned on the console, and sighed: "Don't do this,? Hiroki——Noah's Ark,? I Know you don't want to be woken up,? But I need your help,? Just do one thing."

Noah's Ark is still silent,? Jack sighed a long time: "I want to save someone."

The screen flickered, and a line of clear white words popped up: "I won't believe you,? Moriarty, you people just want to use me to do bad things."

"First of all, Moriarty made up my identity, not my real name." Jack lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and blew out a smoke ring: "Secondly, it doesn't matter if you believe it or not, ?I'm just asking you to do me a favor, and then you can go back to sleep."

Noah's Ark was silent for a while, this time it wasn't words,? It was a boy's voice,? It came out clearly from the loudspeaker: "What do you want me to do,? Moriarty?"

Jack smiled: "Take a piece of spine."

"From the tenth thoracic vertebrae to the fifth lumbar vertebrae, this section of the spine is thicker and contains more content. You can't take out all the vertebrae, at least let Jason's own part account for more than 1/2, otherwise he will It is very likely to grow a head of green hair." Jack tapped the cross-section of the human body on the blackboard with the pointer, "I don't know how long the Dionysian factor can continue to be active after the spine is taken out. The worst case is that it is cut off. It will be directly inactivated. In order to deal with this, you must transplant it into Jason's body as quickly as possible, with the fastest speed."

In order for the operation to go smoothly, Jack bought Noah's Ark the most expensive bionic human body, a high-tech artificial intelligence product of the Lex Group, priced at more than 860 million US dollars.Originally, buying an inferior product and doing some debugging by myself can not only achieve the same effect, but also reduce the cost, but now I really don’t have time.No matter how clever Noah's Ark was, Jack couldn't let him directly use a knife on himself. He had to practice on corpses and models first.Even though Noah's Ark has a medical information database of the same size as the Central Library, it took almost a week to barely pass.

"Shouldn't I stop the bleeding for you first?" Noah's Ark waved his hand stiffly.

Jack shook his head: "Don't worry about me. This kind of wound can't heal as before. Even with the most advanced biological spine, you can't make big moves in the rest of your life. I have too many enemies, and I can't sit for ten hours a day. In a wheelchair. What you have to do is let me die, and the Dionysus factor will take effect when I am dying, and repair my defective vertebrae."

"What if the Dionysian factor doesn't take effect?"

Jack looked back. Jason, who was lying in the amber-gold solution, had his eyes closed and his face was pale. Because he had been dead for too long, his flesh had already festered in many places, and the rotten edges were blue-black like mildew. Even gray bones can be seen.This is already the best situation, his pale face has some blood color, at least it can be seen that he is a well-looking teenager, amber gold can return the corpse to a state of fresh death and not yet decayed, but it can't restore the dead's heart. Beat again.

"Everything has risks, Hiroki." Jack shook his head, and stroked Jason's floating hair with his hands. He didn't expect amber gold to have hair growth effects.The amber gold made his hair and nails grow back, and what used to be able to tear off a piece of limp scalp with a light tug was completely impossible now.

Noah's Ark hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded slowly to him.

The blinding lights are blinding.

Jack lay prone on the operating table, his eyes covered with green sterile cloth.He felt the syringe digging into his skin, the cold injection trickling down his veins.The anesthetic began to take effect, and darkness gradually appeared in front of his eyes.

In the depths of the darkness, a soft and loving light gradually lit up, like a snow-white lotus, that light gradually came to him and stopped.The fog filled the air, and there were waves of waves in his ears. The other party was holding a lantern made of dead branches, wrapped in a pale and broken shroud, and his face hidden under the cloak was even whiter than the shroud. Jack saw him He lowered his head and looked down at himself, his face was reflected in those dark green pupils as bright as phosphorescent fire, like the knife and sharp blade of heaven.

is the clown.

A gentle gust of wind blew the burqa off the clown's head, revealing his black-green hair.I saw that he was wearing a crown made of black thorns and elderberry on his head, and the thick, dark blood dripped down the wound punctured by the thorns and dripped on Jack's face.He didn't smile, but looked kindly: "Are you afraid?"

Jack silently shook his head.

The Joker stretched out his hand and touched his throat with thin, hard fingers like skeletons: "Don't tell me you don't think this kind of thing is funny--you are a complete villain, and the only pain you suffer is being beaten by Batman." Broken bones; but if you decide to be good, everything, including yourself, makes you suffer, and that pain is the bedrock of truth."

"You're not a clown, who the hell are you?"

"Jack, 'Joker' is a false proposition. Just like you love thousands of people, it means you love no one; the clown can shuttle through countless multiverses, and has tens of thousands of identities, which means he is no one." The clown Lowering his head, in the dense fog, that face is as loving as a holy son, and as gloomy as a devil, "There is no 'clown' in your body, that green-eyed guy, he is you. He is your soul."

Jack was speechless for a moment: "No...he is not, you are."

At that moment, Jack no longer doubted that his soul was out of his body, and he also understood what the guy in the shroud wanted.Freud once put forward the famous concept of "ego, id and superego", which is obviously the answer to the identity of the person in front of him.He raised his fingers tremblingly, and said softly: "Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood will live in me, and I will live in him. (from the Bible, Gospel of John)"

"I am in them, and you are in me, so that they may be fully one, so that the world may know that you sent me, and that you loved them as you loved me." )” Another Jack stretched out his hand and touched his fingers, as if two light boats passed each other in the torrent of fate, or like Adam connected with the finger of God in "Genesis".

Jack was awakened by a sharp pain.

He opened his eyes and looked around. He was in the ward he had arranged, and the bottle above his head was shaken by his movements.He got up from the bed very slowly, trying not to stretch the waist muscles with sutures. It seems that the situation is a bit unexpected. It is true that Dionysus factor restored the defective vertebrae when he was dying, but he did not repair the previous surgery. Cut, Noah's Ark got Jack's heartbeat data, turned in from the corner, and handed him a cup of steaming black tea: "How do you feel?"

Jack grinned: "How long have I been asleep?"

"Six days."

"How about Jason?"

"It's okay so far." Noah's Ark shrugged humanely, "Want to eat? I'll order a pizza delivery."

Jack had been lying on the hospital bed for almost a week. When he woke up, he heard the other party say pizza, and the oily bacon pie, which was so sweet and greasy, immediately appeared in front of his eyes. His stomach regurgitated and he almost vomited: " No, cut some fruit for me."

"But you have been eating fruit before the operation, and you have been eating it for more than a week."

Jack quietly bypassed the subject: "Didn't you say that you would erase yourself after the operation and never let me activate it again?"

"I can't just leave you on the hospital bed and watch you starve to death in your sleep." Sure enough, Noah's Ark was taken away by him, "When you get better and have the ability to take care of yourself, I will live forever." left."

"Why are you self-destructing?"

Noah's Ark just shook his head: "If I survive, people will use me to do evil. I definitely bring more bad things than good things."

Jack stopped talking. In a sense, Noah's Ark was right.An artificial intelligence that can grow is really terrifying. Over time, it will definitely expand to the point of being uncontrollable. Maybe it will become the brother eye in "Doomsday Future" that occupies the whole world and turns all the heroes into mechanical bugs.As one of the best gifted children, Hiroki is precocious and has been under tremendous mental pressure all year round. Noah's Ark is Hiroki's personality clone, and naturally inherits Hiroki's self-loathing and self-destructive emotions.This artificial intelligence is destined to say goodbye to him.

But he himself was not too anxious.Jack thought as he ate a sliced ​​mango.

The time he didn't eat bread, meat, eggs, milk and other foods was definitely longer than Noah's Ark imagined. Forget it, he hasn't eaten since the owl maze.In my later days in the laboratory, eating and sleeping were completely chaotic, relying only on instinct.If I can't bear it anymore, I go to sleep, and I will look for food when I am extremely hungry.Also because of the emergency and no time to cook, I took nutrients or glucose to deal with it.As a result of this day and night reversal experience, Jack looked at himself up and down and found that he was no longer interested in food other than fruit.

Insomnia, anorexia, loss of interest...

The only thing Jack wants to lament is that Batman is really a master of psychology, and he really knows the Joker very, very well.

He is very good at handling Jack, knowing that he has inherited part of the character of the clown. What they have in common is that it is easy to be narcissistic, but it is difficult to love oneself.Jack's personality has pathological flaws, and he cannot be emotionally self-sufficient, forming a complete logical closed loop.This creates a problem: he needs someone to anchor, and he must gain trust and validation from others.And there can't be too many anchoring people, one or two is enough, too broad social interaction will bring shame.

Thinking about it later, when he was squatting in Arkham, he could chat with Batman several times a month, and occasionally receive milk tea and desserts from Robin, which really had ulterior motives.In a sense, Batman is really scary. He has cultivated an imperceptible spiritual dependence without saying a word, so that Jack is now directly suffering from bat withdrawal.

However, it is also possible that eating and sleeping are not regular, and there is no communication with the outside world for a long time, and staying alone in the huge laboratory facing the corpse caused some psychological pressure.thought Jack.When Jason is better and doesn't need someone to watch him at the bedside, he will go for a walk, get some sunshine, get some fresh air, and get a job if he can handle it.Once again live a cash life that contributes nothing to society.