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"After all, selfish human beings will never hope for the arrival of a 'god'..."
The clown Zhou Ran smiled and said softly: "Brother, do what you want to do!"
"Stop making random guesses. Instead of something like that happening, why don't you let me see with my own eyes how you destroy this world?"
"Dr. Cornell, your destiny has changed. In the original world, you were just an ordinary old man who couldn't be more ordinary, but now you have become a freak, and you still have great dreams."
"Actually, rather than 'gods' destroying the world, I would rather see what you can do? I would rather see what kind of light you can shine?"
After hearing this, Cornell couldn't help lowering his head and was silent for a moment. Then he slowly raised his head, looked at the clown, raised a sincere smile at the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Thank you!"
His "thank you" was addressed not only to the clown, but also to Zhou Ran, the man behind the clown.
He knows very well that if he had not met the clown, he would not be where he is today.
He knew very well that if he hadn't gotten to know Zhou Ran, he wouldn't have seen that different scenery, and there wouldn't have been a new, unpredictable future.
It is they who made him what he is today.
It was they who changed his originally mediocre destiny.
It was they who made him feel the value of his existence.
It was they who made him discover the real him, the one who had been locked in a cage.
Hearing this, the clown Zhou Ran reached out and patted Cornell on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Let's go, my friend, it's time for us to leave here."
"Those 'lunatics' have already gone out to realize their own values in life, and it's time for us two 'smart people' to go out and realize our respective values in life."
After hearing this, Cornell nodded and said with a smile: "Yes! We two can't be defeated by those 'lunatics'. That would be really embarrassing."
"It's time to go out. It's really a blessing to be able to stand side by side with Mr. Clown."
"Hey, Cornell, let me tell you a secret. I haven't made friends for a long time... The Joker has always been lonely and not understood. I didn't make a single friend in Gotham..."
"Oh, really? Mr. Joker, why doesn't anyone like you in Gotham?"
"I don't know. Who knows what people in Gotham are thinking about?"
"If this is the case, Gotham is not a good place. The people there are too blind... Oh, wait a minute, are you lying to me? Isn't that bat your friend?"
"Hey, he's not my friend. That guy hates me so much that he regards me as his lifelong enemy..."
"It's hard... the people you regard as friends treat you as enemies..."
"Well...actually it's not bad. If bats become my friends, then I might lose half of the fun."
"Mr. Clown, I have a question, have you ever been in love?"
"Well, I'm not sure if that counts as a relationship. There is indeed a girl who can sacrifice her life for me... But actually, I think... I might just be using her. She was just an experiment of mine.
Pin'... However, when she disappeared, I still had some indescribable feelings..."
"In that case, Mr. Clown, you should have fallen in love with her. Only when you love someone can you do this..."
"Hey, maybe it is, maybe it's not, who knows? After all, I am a mentally ill person, and I don't know what love is. If this is love, it shouldn't be as important as what everyone makes it out to be in the movie. Because.
,In the end, I gave up on her..."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Mr. Clown, I didn't expect you to be a scumbag who plays with girls' feelings!"
"Even if you play with girls, it's much better than you, who plays with boys... Cornell, I really don't know why you have such a quirk?"
"Falling in love with the opposite sex is the instinctive need of the body for reproduction... But loving with the same sex transcends the body's desires. This is spiritual love. This is true love..."
"Uh, okay, I have no words to object. How can I be just a lunatic and not know what love is?"
"..."
"..."
A huge chandelier illuminates the top of the church.
The two dark shadows grew longer and longer.
Two gray owls opened their round eyes, spread their wings, and flew around the sculpture.
They flew and screamed "coo-coo-coo".
A group of crows were pecking at the butter. They raised their heads when they were full, and their dark eyes were spinning faintly in their eye frames, looking a little weird.
They lined up in rows, flew to the top of the church, stood on the beams, and sang elegant songs "quack quack".
The two madmen put their arms around each other, chatting and laughing all the way, and left here jumping up and down.
The secret church returned to silence.
Arkham Asylum has also returned to peace.
It was as if nothing happened, and as if everything happened.
After Arkham Asylum has returned to quiet, it will be three days before it boils again.
But three days later.
If you want to boil it again, you don't know how long it will take.
After all, who can know what will happen in the future?
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Eight o'clock in the morning.
At this time, New York was getting busier.
Office workers who are working have already finished their breakfast, got on the subway, bus or car, and are ready to go to work.
The unemployed homeless people have woken up from their lucid dreams and walked onto the bustling street. They have not eaten breakfast and are struggling for breakfast.
Daily blackmails and fights also began on the streets of Hell's Kitchen.
Everything looked normal, as calm as usual.
But beneath the water, dark waves have begun to float.
The distance forms a ferocious whirlpool, leaving only the tiny variable of time.
Clown Zhou Ran has separated from Cornell.
He pulled his hat down and walked alone on the bustling Central Street with his head lowered.
Compared with those office workers with smiles on their faces and full of energy, he seemed out of place.
While passing by a small commodity store.
Clown Zhou Ran stopped, he slowly walked into the store and started choosing.
As he was walking, he suddenly stopped in front of a wall of merchandise.
Various masks are hung on the merchandise wall, which are favorite toys for children.
In the world of children, you can pretend to be that person by wearing a mask of a certain character.
With a few children and a few masks, you can complete a movie and an epic.
"Brother, what mask do you like? I like fox masks. Foxes are very smart and cute..." A cute little girl stretched out her hand and pulled the clown Zhou Ran's sleeve and asked with a smile.
She was wearing a beautiful princess dress, her golden hair was slightly curled, her skin was as white as cream, her blue eyes were full of innocence, and she looked like an exquisite porcelain doll.
The clown Zhou Ran raised his eyebrows and squatted down.
Even so, he is still much taller than the little girl.
He has killed several little girls like this.
Each one is cute and beautiful, and each one has its own things that irritate him or her.
He reached out and patted the little girl's head, grinned, showed what he thought was a kind smile, and said in a very gentle tone: "Hoo ho ho, beautiful little princess, do you like the fox mask very much?"
"Although the fox is smart and cute, it is also very bad and cunning!"
"Have you ever heard of the story of Mark the Fox?"