Chapter 1737 S Apocalypse Event (V)
Chapter 1711 S Tianqi Event (V)
As we all know, there is a term called "private fans" in the idol circle. Simply put, they are fans who completely disregard personal boundaries and madly invade the personal lives of the idols they are chasing, including but not limited to following cars and taking photos secretly, deliberately booking the same hotel as the idol to create an encounter, and even using a high-powered telescope to peek into the idol's room on the opposite building.
Whether it is other normal fans of the idol or the idol himself, they are very disgusted with this kind of fans. Some idols will even express their disgust for this kind of fans very clearly, but the other party still enjoys it.
This is actually a common psychological problem, which can be summarized as "attention disease" in simple and popular terms. This kind of people often seek attention from others excessively. As long as the other party can pay attention to themselves, whether they like or hate them, they will think that they are very special, thereby further deepening the legitimacy of their stalking and harassment actions.
Many stalkers have similar symptoms. In their eyes, they do not think that they are harassing others, but that the disgust expressed by the harassed is because the other party sees the shining points in him, so he pays attention to him. Although the other party does not understand for the time being, as long as the other party pays attention to him, it means that he is superior to others.
As the saying goes, shameless people are invincible in the world. Most of the similar attention patients are difficult to be expelled. To some extent, the Joker is one of them, and he is one of the more serious ones. As long as Batman pays attention to him, the life and death of himself and others are not important.
The biggest weakness of this kind of attention patients is that they do not allow anyone to weaken their idols, because only when the people they stalk and harass are strong enough and have a high enough social status, the unique attention they get can show its value.
Let's put it this way, no one will care about the attention of a beggar on the street. Only when the other party has a high enough status can they imagine that they are loved by an important person. If the other party falls from the altar, then their efforts and vision will be ridiculed.
Therefore, the best way to break the defense of such people is to say to them: "Your vision is too poor. Is this kind of person worth pursuing?"
The Joker can accept Batman beating and scolding him, and even be ecstatic that Batman may kill him, but he absolutely cannot accept that someone actually treats Batman as a tool, or even that the darkness shown by Batman is completely the result of a certain god's plan. He will never accept this fact.
Because if Batman is just a pawn in the conspiracy of God, then who is he?
Once people start to think about who they are, the answer they get will definitely not be very pleasant. Philosophy is always accompanied by confusion and pain, and one of the ways to solve this problem is to solve the problem itself.
No matter whether there is really a conspiracy behind Batman, as long as this conspiracy cannot be achieved, Batman is still Batman, not someone's tool.
The Joker can always find his own way in these troubling philosophical problems. As long as all the owls are killed, Batman will still be his Batman, just like as long as the idol leaves the unlucky economic company, he will definitely still be the shining idol.
In the office of Arkham Asylum, Harley Quinn was playing with her hammer out of boredom. The noise of renovation kept coming from upstairs and downstairs. Outside the window, trucks of construction waste were transported out of the hospital.
Now Arkham Asylum is being transformed into a temporary magic shield control center. In order to adapt to the operation of magic, the building structure here has been partially transformed. Almost the entire hall and the basement are used to place the core pulse device.
After a while, a puppeteer's puppet peeked out of the window. Harley Quinn turned her head and saw that the puppet squeezed out a few unclear words from its throat. Harley Quinn nodded and said, "Another meeting, right? Wait for me for five minutes, I'll be there soon."
When Harley Quinn rushed to the meeting room, the villains gathered together, but the common ones had more solemn faces, at least compared to their usual reckless madness and cheerfulness, they were much more serious.
"It's very difficult. I can't find the source of this dark power. Normally, there should be a god who responds to my call, but now there is no movement at all..."
"I've said it before. If you can explain the principle in detail, we might be able to copy this power..."
"Magic is not what you think..."
"What's wrong?" Harley Quinn walked in chewing bubble gum and said that she was a little confused about the current dispute in the room. She really didn't understand what was so arguing about.
"Bad news." Scarecrow sneered twice and said, "The energy hidden in the metal is limited. The amount is now rapidly decreasing, and we haven't found a way to get more of this power yet."
Wizard Felix was frowning and looking at the magic circle he drew on paper. He sighed and said, "There can't be a problem with my magic circle. There must be a problem with the object of the summoning. He doesn't respond, which may mean that he is busy or he can't hear the summoning."
"So the way magicians summon gods is the same as humans, that is, calling the phone. If the other party doesn't answer, there is no way?" Harley Quinn asked lazily sitting down on a chair beside her.
"Usually they will answer it." Felix's tone was very certain. He said, "Human faith and soul have special meanings to gods. They are full of temptation to them. It is almost impossible for a god to hear the phone but not answer it."
"That means he can't hear it. If that's the case, why don't you turn up the ringtone?" Harley Quinn asked again.
"I have done my best to make the loudest ringtone." Felix sighed deeply and said, "Logically, even God would be awakened, but he just didn't react at all. I don't know how such a stupid God survived until today."
"Do we have to agree to those idiots?" Hugo said with a little dissatisfaction, folding his arms beside him, "Those owls obviously have bad intentions. They are very likely to take this opportunity to control Gotham and fly back to Earth."
"Or use it to do something extremely boring." The Riddler sniffed and grinned, "For example, use it to threaten the FBI and tell them to get out of here."
"No matter what, we must contact them, they..."
"Turn on the TV quickly!!!" A scream came from downstairs, which could be heard from the Mad Hatter. People immediately filed out and came to the TV hanging in the middle of the hall.
At this time, the smiling face that appeared on the TV was the one that Gotham citizens were very familiar with, pale with chemical dyes and painted with bright lipstick.
"Hi, friends, hello, today is another warm Sunday afternoon. I got lost in a huge maze and happened to run into a group of birds having afternoon tea."
"I wanted to join them so gently and kindly, but their rudeness and disrespect made them reject me. In this case, I have to let more people see how stupid their hearts are hidden under their gray feathers..."
"Batman, if you are still looking here, you must understand that no one has shaped your darkness, you have shaped yourself, and you are nobler than any bird in the world!"
"If someone dares to stretch his neck in front of you and make a sound like ‘Oh, look at my evil plan! ’ and the like, I will let them know that I am the only one in this world who shares the same roots with your darkness and evil! Only me!! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!”
In the temporary base of the superheroes, Batman’s fingertips, who were staring at the signal on the screen, suddenly trembled. Superman did not miss this small detail. He looked at Batman with concern and asked, “What’s wrong? Are you tired?”
Wonder Woman was about to say “He won’t be tired”, but she saw a kind of chilling coldness from the little face that was revealed under Batman’s mask. This was obviously not because of the data on the screen that had not changed for a long time.
"What's the problem?" Wonder Woman stepped forward quickly and asked seriously, "Have you thought of any information about Darkseid?"
"No." Batman uttered a word slowly after a minute. He took a deep breath and said, "Darkseid won't make me feel this way."
"Oh my God, we haven't left this room for almost a week." Superman sighed softly and said, "It's not that I want to complain. The alien invasion is dangerous, but when I think of so many people waiting for me to help them, I feel a little sad."
Batman was about to tell him that things have priorities. If Darkseid takes action, it will be a full-scale invasion. If he is not prepared in advance, he may not be able to resist. However, the chill that just climbed into his heart made him know that the Joker must be doing evil in Gotham City again.
Batman didn't hesitate for too long whether to go back or stay. Even if he had been doing cosmic reconnaissance work for nearly a week without sleep, Batman couldn't just let the Joker make trouble. Dealing with the Joker has become his instinct engraved in his genes. No matter how many times, he will choose the Joker.
So Batman stood up from the table and turned to Superman and said, "The Joker is making trouble in Gotham City again. I must stop him, but there can't be no one watching here."
"Do you want me to stay?" Superman hesitated. Although he really wanted to go back to Metropolis to take a look, when he thought of the tragic situation when the earth was invaded by aliens, the sense of responsibility on his shoulders made him nod and say, "Okay, go ahead. We are watching here and we promise to contact you immediately if we find anything."
"I will remotely monitor the abnormality of the data signal and it won't take too long." Batman left with just this sentence.
"Wait." Superman called him, grabbed his arm and said, "Let me give you a ride."
"If I'm not mistaken, the hero called Batman who manages this city should not be in the city now." Reed in front of the screen looked at the city flying next to the sky fortress and speculated, "Otherwise, this control freak who printed his logo everywhere would have intervened long ago."
"I'm also curious about where he is now." Stark frowned, but soon, he stretched his eyebrows as high as possible, revealing a funny expression, and said in a sarcastic tone, "I'm more curious about how angry he will be when he comes back and sees his house flying into the sky."
"It sounds like you know him better than we do."
"I know him a little better than you do." Stark smiled and said, "I can feel that he is indeed a control freak, so when he comes back and sees the city like this, he will definitely be crazy."
When Superman and Batman landed at the empty entrance to Gotham, Batman was indeed shocked.
During this period, the three future Justice League giants have been in seclusion monitoring cosmic signals and collecting intelligence on Darkseid, and they don't even have time to read the news, so the three of them don't know that Gotham has gone to space. In this situation, such a large piece of land has become an empty space, which is even more shocking.
After the initial shock, Batman was furious. Even if a strange superhero broke into Gotham, Batman would be very unhappy, not to mention that his house has disappeared now.
Is this the big fuss that the Joker made? Batman gritted his teeth and thought, this time he must lock him up in the deepest and most hidden cave in the Batcave!
But the most urgent question to be solved is, where did Gotham go? Batman looked at the traces on the ground and guessed where Gotham was.
He pressed the mask lightly, then looked up at the sky through the bat telescope attached to the eyehole of the mask.
The next second, the corners of his mouth, which were tight with anger, relaxed - he saw Gotham, and more importantly, he saw the huge bat pattern on the Gotham flag fluttering in the wind on the tallest building in Gotham.