Chapter 64 Choice

"...For the Joker, the world is a huge arcade..."

Bane sat at the desk, concentrating on reading the booklet Batman wrote for him.

"Life is nothing more than a game coin in the arcade for the Joker. The reason he still keeps it is only because he hasn't found a fun machine. When he finds it, he will spend it without hesitation.

The muscle man carefully picked up his thick fingers, turned the book to the next page, and continued reading:

"He is a liar full of lies, so when you face the Joker, always remember: don't use conventional thinking to speculate on the Joker's behavior.

"Does the Joker have a plan? Although he often claims that he doesn't, there is no doubt that the Joker has a plan, he just has no goal, which makes him more difficult to deal with than those ordinary criminals who use plans."

"I have to admit that the Joker once compared himself to a mad dog chasing a truck, which is very appropriate. Generally speaking, plans need to have processes and goals. For people who like to make plans, such as Bane, achieving goals must be your ultimate ideal result. The so-called plan is just a means to achieve the goal."

Bane smiled softly, and he didn't even notice that at that moment, the smile on his face was like a girl who saw a love letter, but then in the next moment, this smile turned into a murderous intent as excited as a beast.

Batman almost openly instigated in the pamphlet: "The Joker is more difficult" "Ordinary criminals who use plans".

But even if Bane knew the other party's purpose, he would still be aroused. However, these emotions were killed by him in an instant, which could neither shake him nor stop him from continuing to read on.

"But for the Joker, the goal is not the goal, the implementation of the plan is the goal, he enjoys the process of implementing the plan, which will make him climax."

"He has no so-called worldly desires, no concrete, realistic goals. Money? Power? He wants nothing. Just like the dog that catches up with the truck does not really want to do anything to the truck."

"If we must say that the Joker has a goal of a plan, then we can only say that he wants to falsify all rules and order, and prove that chaos and evil are the essence of the world."

"So, do you understand?"

"He hates and ridicules all rules and order, and rules and order include but are not limited to the plans that you, Bane, are going to defeat Batman.

For the Joker, it is almost instinctive to destroy other people's plans. For the Joker, other people's plans and rules and even any codes are all rotten jokes..."

Thank you for your reminder.

Bane thought silently:

I have understood what kind of guy the Joker is.

Knock knock knock!

A knock on the door interrupted Bane's thoughts. His subordinate, the caveman, came in and reported to him: "Bane, the Batman uniform has been made."

Bane nodded: "I know."

He stood up.

The caveman moved his mouth for a while, and finally spoke:

"Bane, do we really want to cooperate with the Joker and divide the entire city together?"

Bane did not answer him. He walked out of the room. It was not until he disappeared at the corner of the corridor that the caveman heard his voice floating in the air.

"Who knows?"

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Lincoln March walked in the gloomy corridor wearing the claw uniform of the Court of Owls.

The bright moonlight shone through the broken and dirty glass on the windowsill, casting mottled shadows on the creaking wooden floor, reflecting on his silver-white streamlined armor, and reflecting the blood red of the big owl eyes on his helmet.

This is an abandoned hospital, built by Martha Wayne and Thomas Wayne. There are many such abandoned hospitals in Gotham.

In the reconstruction plan called O'Sullivan Plan, there are not only hospitals, but also schools, community colleges, and public facilities. They form a huge network. If all are built, it will be enough to transform Gotham...

Well, these are things that will never be completed. So it is meaningless to talk about what changes these things will bring to Gotham once they are built.

But since the couple was killed in Crime Alley decades ago, the urban renewal plan invested by the couple has also been aborted.

Lincoln March shook his head.

He is now completing the task assigned by the court, and he should not be distracted at this time.

But he still couldn't help but recall what Bruce Wayne said the last time he met him:

"You know what? Mr. March - forget it, I want to call you Lincoln directly, can I call you that?"

"Did you know that owls will occupy other people's nests?"

"They murder the parents of ordinary birds, then raise their children, and then cut out their hearts and lungs to fill their stomachs when the time is right?"

"Those stupid little birds not only surrendered to the claws of the owl, surrendered to the claws of the enemy who killed their parents, but also obeyed the owl's orders to murder their brothers - the final result is of course that both of them were eaten as lunch by the owl!"

The direction of these words is too obvious. This is no longer a hint, it is almost a naked indication that Bruce Wayne must have discovered his identity and the words he said...

Lincoln March shook his head. Forget it, now is not the time to think about these.

He pushed open the door of a room. The corridor outside was still dark and dreary, but the lights were on inside.

"Welcome! Welcome! Claws from the Court of Owls - you have chosen a suitable partner!"

Lincoln March narrowed his eyes slightly. In the center of the room, the scarecrow sat in the main seat with a big horse and a golden sword.

And next to him -

Lincoln March's eyes swept over.

Killer Croc, Ventriloquist, Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy, Strange, how come these four villains who have nothing to do with each other are sitting together, and they even have the posture of forming a faction.

Mr. Freeze Victor's status is slightly special, and he sits directly next to Scarecrow.

Lincoln's eyes swept through one by one, and the room was full of Arkham's lunatics. He had to admit that Scarecrow was still good at leadership. After all, not everyone can gather so many lunatics.

"I said, there will be no problem for the Court of Owls to choose me, and we can divide this city together!"

He walked forward with champagne in his hand: "A strong organization needs a strong cooperation..."

"I am only responsible for the inspection, Scarecrow." Lincoln interrupted him without hesitation: "You must first prove to the court that you have the ability to control the entire city, and our cooperation will officially begin."

Although the other party was very polite, he didn't know why, but he had an inexplicable feeling of disgust, and he didn't know what was wrong with him. He didn't want to admit it...

Deep down in his heart, he was thinking:

With so many villains...can Batman really handle them?

The Scarecrow didn't care about the other party's indifference: "It's an honor to invite you, Mr. Claw, we are about to get a brand new bargaining chip."

He said: "Oswald just sent a message, he will send our Mayor Carlo."