[Zhongyingmei] The clown is actually me

in a dream.

Jack was carrying a bag of fruit, and stood in front of the familiar door.

He was in a trance, and he stood like a puppet for a long time before he woke up, and the memory surged up like a sea tide.Yes,? He is the illegitimate son of an artist,? Mom is a adopted mistress, she has nothing to show except her face, and she has hereditary mental problems,? child violent towards each other.Now he just finished his painting class, and stopped by a convenience store to buy some fruits and vegetables for his mother to make soup.He felt vaguely that he had forgotten something, but the sense of disarray was fleeting, just like a person waking up from a dream quickly forgetting his dream.

He took this upside-down feeling as an illusion, and he was stunned for a moment before forgetting it.Instead, he took out the key from his pocket and opened the door.

Suddenly, a burst of blazing flame spewed out from the crack of the door, and the elongated tongue of flame wrapped in scalding heat, knocking Jack to the ground in an instant.He took two steps back, only to see a raging fire burning in the room, and the burning smell filled the air.He stood outside the flames. The blazing flame rushed out of the room, swept half of the corridor at a devilish speed, and the tongue of flame licked the steel frame. Metal clanging.

It's on fire!

Jack wanted to rush in, but was dragged away by the neighbors in a hurry. In the confusion, he had the illusion that countless hands were on his body, dragging him out like a group of snakes.He heard himself screaming, the voice squeezed out of his throat like a hysterical lunatic: "Mom!"

There were chaotic voices from all around, and I don't know which neighbor was trying to persuade: "Jack, you can't go in! The fire is too big, and you will die if you go in!"

"Let me go! Let me go! Mom is still inside, she's still sick! Please, let me in!" Jack waved his hands in mid-air, as if trying to grab something from the air. I have never heard any man utter such a terrified cry.

"Let's face it, Jack...if your mother's in there, she's gone," he heard someone say.

These words became a heavy battering ram, piercing his heart heavily, his hands and feet went limp, as if his soul had been separated from this body, and it seemed as if someone had pulled out his spine.He was dragged by his neighbors through the long corridor, and lay in a safe place in a daze, watching the bright tongues of flame protrude from the window he had looked up countless times. At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the flames out of control had a strange feeling. Beauty, it dances lightly in mid-air as if weightless, like a group of red snakes.He didn't know how long he sat there until the sound of the police car's horn pierced his eardrums.

"The fire started indoors. It seems that your mother did not turn off the power when using the bottle warmer, which ignited the fire caused by the bed sheets and other fabrics." The police said.

Jack raised his head, and suddenly everything in front of him changed. He was not on the side of the road outside the apartment where he lived, but in the courtroom. The female prosecutor sitting opposite her combed her blond hair high and tied it into a round hairstyle. She stared straight at Jack, her clear pupils were hiding behind two glasses, and she said, "Jack Arnold Christian, you are suspected of killing your mother, Sally Arnold Christian..."

"No, she died in the fire, I didn't... kill someone." Jack replied.

"According to the forensic report, the real cause of death of your mother, Sally Arnold Christian, was respiratory failure caused by the stimulation of the central nervous system, and the contents of the stomach had a toxic reaction. That is to say, she died before the fire broke out. Due to excessive intake of belladonna. The murderer placed her body in the center of the fire and designed a fire to destroy the evidence. According to the testimony of eyewitnesses, you bought a large number of belladonna flowers six hours before the crime. Do you think Is this a coincidence, Mr. Jack Arnold Christian?" The female prosecutor was still looking at him, as if she was about to shoot out the sharp sword of an angel to judge sinners.

Standing under the stage, Jack suddenly felt a splitting headache. He covered his head and screamed loudly: "No! No! No! It's all fake! Sally... without Sally, my mother's face is... I Can't remember her face, and I myself... yes, none of that exists. Maybe..."

"Maybe all of this is just a fantasy you wove for yourself." He heard the prosecutor's words, but it was not a female voice.He looked up, and the clown was sitting on a high place looking down, with a devilish sneer on his face.

Jack woke up with a start.

He lay on the bed, looking at the snow-white ceiling, it took him a long time to calm down his shortness of breath, and sat up from the bed, when suddenly he felt something soft pressing down on his arm, as if a soft snake was clinging to his body.He looked over, and then jumped up and down on the bed as if he was burned: "Harry?"

"Little pudding?" Harry asked sleepily.

"Why are you here?" When he woke up, there was a big living person on the bed out of thin air, and Jack stuttered a little.

"I'm a doctor. Your signs are fluctuating. I'm specially ordered by the bat to monitor you. There is only one bed in the infirmary, and it's late at night now." Harley said while pointing to the intravenous syringe in Jack's hand. , and then under Jack's suspicious gaze, she suddenly grinned, and that smile reminded Jack of a scene in the movie "Suicide Squad", where Harley was lying on the car and sank to the bottom of the water, her golden hair fluttering with the waves. Flying down, the beauty is soul-stirring.

She threw herself on Jack, the corners of her eyes were sparkling with gold powder, her lips were beautiful and light, as soft as a mouthful of peaches.With her movements, the long pale golden hair fell down and fell to the girl's soft chest, covering her soft and fair shoulders, fluffy and curly like seaweed, she is really a beautiful girl, as long as she is not crazy.

"Oh, little pudding, little pudding, little pudding~~!" Harry rubbed against him.

Having just woken up from hours of lethargy, his limbs were so weak that Jack could only take a deep breath and shouted, "Bat!"

Batman poked his head out from around the corner, he took off his bat armor, wearing a simple white shirt, cloth gloves and a pair of large iron pliers, his hands were stained with motor oil, he looked like a plumbing repairman.He was repairing the stealth communication satellite. The total solar eclipse not long ago caused a short gravity anomaly, and he had to manually open the satellite's protection device.As soon as he saw the situation, he knew why Jack called him, and hurried forward to pull the restless crazy girl away, then turned around and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Not very good." Jack said truthfully, "I still have a headache now, what happened?"

Batman gave him a brief summary. Jack was in a coma for 26 hours this time, and his serum creatinine and blood uric acid fluctuated. Yes Anemia, liver dysfunction, or lipidoid nephropathy.Now the value has finally stabilized, although it is still very low, but at least it is still within the normal range, and Harry gave him intravenous fluids to improve the anemia problem.

Jack sat on the bed and pressed his eyebrows, and rubbed them vigorously a few times, but he couldn't cover up his dizziness and headache.He quietly opened the panel, wanting to see how much the value of good and evil had changed, but suddenly saw a line of small words that didn't attract attention at all:

Current Sanity: 385

Current Sanity Cap: 148

Damn, under what circumstances, the upper limit of sanity is directly cut in half!

Jack almost suffered a cardiac arrest. Sanity is an important attribute related to his independent existence. In order not to lose his sanity, he seldom wears deadly jokes. He runs around wearing a Moriarty suit that lowers his stamina every day. When he wakes up, the precious The upper limit of sanity has shrunk directly to almost only one third left.

Clown, what are you doing, clown!

Without the history log, he doesn't know what makes the sanity so terrible, but he can probably guess that it was said in the original DC comics that the Lazarus pool will revive the dead on the human body, but it will cause permanent damage to the spirit. Sexual and irreversible harm.Among the more famous people who have soaked in Lazarus Pool, Lei Xiaogu became a psychopath in hundreds of years, the dead Jason also became violent after being resurrected by Lazarus Pool, Red Hood and Robin era In the follow-up interactive animation of "Death of the Family" released by DC later, Batman in the branch world died to save Robin Jason, and was later revived by Thalia, as strong as Batman They all became lunatics who could only read "Zorro", which shows how serious the side effects of Lazarus Pond are.

Well, it seems that he wrongly blamed the clown. The clown may just want to use his mouth against the wind to blow out the wind and die. Anyway, he has always been so reckless and happy.Who would have thought that the unrighteous Superman was insane and revived him dozens of times by dipping him in the pool, even if he tossed the clown, as long as he didn't hurt himself, Jack had no intention of avenging the clown.But what Lazarus dropped was his sanity limit!

No!righteous!overtake!

The only consolation for him is that after flipping through several property panels, he saw something new:

Special add-on: Dionysus Factor (???·Deteriorated version)

Effect of using this item:

1. Intelligence? 45

2. Special skill: Wine of Eternal Life (degraded version): Soaking the Lazarus pool multiple times in a short period of time allows your body to purify this strange chemical substance, which is enriched inside your spine.It only works when you are near death or after death, and cannot be observed at other times. It will repair your broken and dead body and bring you back to life.But please note that this is just a degraded version of the Dionysus factor, and the number of resurrections it brings is limited. After multiple resurrections, the Dionysus factor in your body will be diluted, and it will dissipate automatically when it reaches a certain level.

Item introduction: Dionysus, the god of wine, is the god of immortality and the god of madness.

Instructions for use: Effective only upon death. "

"[System Prompt] Some new side missions are available."

"Side Quest 'Heart of Dionysus: Finding the Dionysian Factor' (Legendary)