[Zhongyingmei] The clown is actually me

“系统提示：您已完成支线任务‘终局之后’。获得以下奖励：特殊附加品·奈落（传奇·已觉醒）。阿卡姆疯人院商店随机抽奖机会*5,?自由随机分配点数*15，系统通用货币*450，特殊套装觉醒机会*1,?特殊附加品觉醒机会*2。”

"System prompt: You have obtained new items,? Tarot Hermit (Legend · Unawakened), Joker · Joker (Legendary · Unawakened)."

"System prompt: You have used the special add-on awakening opportunity*2, the special suit awakening opportunity*1,? Obtain the suit · Pale Knight (Legend · Awakened), obtain the ghost card · Criminal (Legendary · Awakened), Tarot The Fool (Legendary Awakened).

"System prompt: You have obtained Tarot Hermit (Legendary Unawakened). The effect of this item:

1. Stamina? 28, stamina? 20,? intelligence? 35

3. Special skill: Masquerade.You can direct the few emotions you have left and control their flow to whomever you choose.Only the friends you identify can arouse your emotions, and you will also feel love and care from them, and the people you exclude,? You will lose empathy for them, what they do will not Then let you feel any fluctuations.

Item Description: The worst thing about being mentally ill,? Everyone expects you to pretend you're not sick.

Instructions for use: Wear it all the time. "

"System prompt: You have obtained the joker joker (legendary unawakened). The effect of this item:

1. Randomly reduce the upper limit of sanity when wearing it

2. Dexterity? 29, stamina? 25, intelligence? 38

3. Special skill: brain in a vat.You can visualize your brain data and treat it as a hard disk or CPU. You can overload it, organize, copy, backup, delete, cut off connections, etc. to clean up redundant information and useless links. Finally, free up empty brain space for thinking and storing important information.This skill has partially damaged your amygdala and posterior inferior temporal sulcus,? You occasionally lose control of your facial muscles,? Laugh indiscriminately.

Item introduction: We want to create a better clown.

Instructions for use: Use with caution at all times. "

"System prompt: You have obtained the item 'Special Additional Item Naraku (Legendary Awakened)':

Effect of using this item:

1. Agility? 45,? Stamina? 40

2. Active skill: Spider Silk.On the surface it is a wedding ring, but in fact it is hollow inside, wrapped with a special knife wire whose thickness is measured in nanometers.You can manipulate nanofilaments sharper than knives at will, and use them to weave the deadliest giant webs.

Item introduction: We will love each other. *

Instructions for use: Please wear it on the ring finger. *"

Jack opened his eyes. He had only slept half the night. When he woke up, it was early morning. The sun passed through the rolling dark mountains, and the bright sunlight passed through the huge French windows, splashing on the white hospital bed.He sat for a while, feeling in his pocket, and just as he felt something small and hard, it was a slender, beautiful rose gold ring shaped like a curled belladonna flower with a small ring in the center. Opening the mouth, I think it is the place where the nanowires are spit out.On the back of the ring, there is a line of beautiful English engraved: I miss you too (I?missed?you,?too).

...For such a nasty thing, even the ring was sent without a promise.But...forget it.Anyway, it's only a matter of time.

Jack stared at the ring silently. After a while, he sighed in frustration, as if admitting that he had lost to someone, and put the rose gold ring on his left middle finger with great care. superior.

Although they have already kissed, they didn't do anything too far, just put the ring on the ring finger to show their marriage, the span is too big.In short... still have to take it slowly.

After finishing this, Jack let out a sigh of relief, rolled up the quilt and lay down again.There is only sunshine and breeze in the ward, and outside the window, the sky is like a soft white silk, gradually lighting up from behind the sunrise, with a few strands of lace-like flowing clouds on the edge.There is no Harley, no Batman, only the occasional beeping sound of medical equipment, he rarely enjoys peace, as if everything is far away from him, and his heart has become a wilderness blown by the wind.

hero.

Jack put the word in his mouth and chewed it slowly, as if trying to peel it off.Although he has read many hero comics and heard many hero stories, but the clown said that he wants to be a hero, he has not yet understood the meaning.Why did he say that?what does he mean?Jack carefully savored the tone of the clown's words when he said that, it didn't look like sarcasm or ridicule, but it didn't look like admiration either.At last he found that it seemed to be a kind of pity.He sincerely felt sorry for the heroes. He and Batman would always stand on the roofs of two buildings, looking at each other through a gap that a flashlight could pass through, and felt that each other was hopeless.

However, when a hero?What are you thinking.

Wearing strange colorful clothes in the middle of the night, flying around high-rise buildings like Spider-Man, investigating drug-smuggling gangsters and corrupt tax evaders, facing gangsters and drug addicts with heavy firepower, they will never He will not show mercy to Jack, and Jack must always control himself not to kill them.Over the past few years, the average sleep time is only three hours. I work hard for Gotham every night. I fight with people day and night until the bones of my arms are worn out. The enemies I have to face are all extremely intelligent and crazy. They wear strange clothes and lipstick Smudged, poked fun at my friends, family, or anyone in the city, one misstep and the hostage dies.And the worst thing is, after paying so much for Gotham, people still have to poke their backs during the day, and be scolded as a playboy and a rich second generation who worships their parents' wealth...

Jack thought that if he came to be Batman, the story would be very simple, only a few words: I became Batman, today, I met the wanted criminal Red Hood in the chemical plant, I killed him, the police charged him with murder. I got arrested and thought I was a pervert in tights, Batman was revealed, I disgraced the Waynes and there was no more Batman. Batman is over.

So why be a hero?Jack admired those noble people, but he absolutely didn't want to do such a thankless job. It would be more appropriate for him to be a villain who could do whatever he wanted.When you are bored, you come out of Arkham to blow some air, make pranks, make some funny but innocuous jokes, and then get caught by Batman and go back to Arkham Asylum.Anyway, it is impossible to be a hero, not even in this life.Doing good deeds but not knowing how to do them, just making jokes is the only way to sustain life. Going back to Arkham is like going home. All the old brothers in it are talented, and they speak nicely...

Stop.

Jack thought for a while, and found that he was not sleepy, so he could only pull out the syringe in his hand, and slowly walked out of the hospital bed.Strange to say, it seemed as though he had spent all this time in a hospital bed.He didn't sleep for a long time, but the aftereffects of drowning made his legs and feet weak. After walking for a while, he walked to the water dispenser, picked up the tea bag and glass on the table, and made himself a cup of rose tea.

He took a sip of his tea, and just as he turned around, a dark shadow appeared in front of him.Jack was so startled that his hands trembled, and he almost dropped the glass on the ground. When he saw who was coming, he couldn't help but complained and said, "Can't you just keep appearing or disappearing without a sound?"

Batman's eyes fell on the back of his hand: "You're bleeding."

Jack followed his gaze. His action of pulling out the syringe was too rough just now, the wound on the back of his hand was torn open, and now it was dripping out blood.Batman handed him a cotton ball and motioned him to stop the bleeding: "Your anemia is very serious, and your white blood cells have also dropped. Take care of yourself."

Jack took the cotton ball resentfully, and continued, "Did you remember anything?"

"No," Jack frowned and shook his head, "...nothing, it's too bad. When are we going back?"

"About three days. Are you in a hurry?"

"Yeah, everyone will miss their hometown, where I was born..." Facing the direct sunlight, Jack squinted his eyes in the huge cross-shaped shadow interlaced by the floor-to-ceiling windows, "Bat, I really want to ask you Yes, you have been a hero for so many years and have changed the city of Gotham a lot, so you—what do you think a 'hero' is?"

Batman stood in the dark like a pitch-black crow with folded wings: "I'm not a hero."

"What?" Jack was a little surprised, and looked at him slightly.

"I'm not a hero, I'm a criminal. If I'm taken to court, the sentence may be longer than yours. I'm just committing a crime while doing something a hero would do, such as fighting evil." Batman didn't add much to this topic Instead, he took out a tablet computer from behind, and the Frozen Prison plan was displayed on the computer screen, "Let's not talk about this, I came to you to discuss this matter with you."

Jack put down his teacup, turned to the tablet computer, glanced at ten lines at a glance, turned his head and raised an eyebrow at Batman: "You plan to let me sign this, so that you can put me in the refrigerator one day to freeze human popsicles. ?You asked me to authorize you to launch nuclear bombs on me to deter me, how is this possible?"

Batman looked at him: "You can refuse."

Jack looked at him, then turned away finally, with a long sigh.The shadow of the floor-to-ceiling window frame shrouded him. At this moment, he seemed to be carrying a huge cross, but he moved a few steps, and stood in the bright morning light again. The soft light coated him with a layer of fluffy bright edges.Holding the tablet in his hand, he sighed, "Okay, I'll sign."

"Thank you." Batman remained expressionless.

"No thanks, Bat, I'm not for you. Although I don't know what I will become in the future and what I will choose, at least for now, I don't want to be a bad person. I think you understand what I mean, I will do Innocuous bad things, like breaking glass, wounding guards, robbing fast food restaurants, graffiti on public facilities - I will do some bad things, but it doesn't mean I want to be a bad person." Jack wrote on the tablet screen with a sensor pen Signing his own name, this signature without a doctor's certificate has no legal effect, but at least it shows an attitude. He handed the pen and tablet to Batman, and Batman took it, still expressionless, like a cold, Gargoyle statue made of iron stone.

"I know, you have a good rest."

Batman took his tablet and exited the ward. As soon as he went out, the Unrighteous Bat came out from the depths of the shadows, as if dripping a drop of thick black ink.

"How does it feel to lie to a friend?" said the Unjust Bat. "He still thinks you believe he is a separate soul, not a personality."

"We've done it many times, you don't have to ask me." Batman lit up the tablet, looked at the signature in the lower right corner of the computer screen, his eyes were slightly stern, "and it's not a lie, I think, he already knows Who is it?"

"Ok?"

Batman didn't even look back: "He said 'that's where I was born', and I knew he must have seen something underwater. In fact, the answer has always been very simple. He is very smart, of course he wants to find the answer."

The unrighteous bat stopped talking, and the two walked through the pure white corridor of the hospital in silence. Neither of them looked back, as if the corridor under their feet had become a wire hanging ladder in a chemical factory. Seeing that scalding and boiling chemical liquid, it was a pack of gleaming and highly poisonous amniotic fluid, its color was as bright as a butterfly's wings, the green not only lit up their eyes, but also ignited the fire hidden in the depth of the liquid. evil spirits.The man wearing the red hood will always stand at the end of the road. Batman's hand brushed against him countless times in his dreams, and then watched him fall down countless times. He watched half of his face under the red hood reveal Familiar sneer, it was cruel sarcasm, he laughed at Batman, let him relive the pain of being helpless, and then told him coldly: Look, even if you are given a chance, you can't do anything.

No.Batman retorted in his heart, Joker, you are wrong, I will end the game, I will... catch Jack.