Once upon a time, a man in a long purple suit told a joke to a man dressed as a bat.
The joke goes like this
Once upon a time, there were two people in a mental hospital.
One night, they decided to escape from the mental hospital together.
They climbed onto the roof, the city scenery stretched under the moonlight, and the road in front of them led to the free world.
However, in front of them, there was a narrow gap between the two buildings.
The first man jumped over easily, but his friend did not dare to jump because he was afraid that he would fall.
So the first man came up with an idea and said to his friend: "Hey! I'm bringing a flashlight. When I turn it on and shine the light between the two buildings, you can step on the light and come over."
But the second person shook his head and said, "What? Do you think I'm crazy?"
"You're going to turn off the flashlight when I'm halfway there!"
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Under the hazy moonlight, the Batmobile speeds past the street.
Wayne in the car... we still have to call him that for now... looked solemn.
His destination was undoubtedly the carnival that had been abandoned for many years.
For a person with the same reasoning ability as the real Bruce Wayne... it is not too difficult to solve Feng Bujue's mystery.
The "flashlight" Brother Jue left for him is like a key, and the lock corresponding to this key... As early as this afternoon, Feng Bujue had left it in Arkham Asylum.
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"Water...where there is water...huge wheels, wooden boards, weeds, and...pink elephants..."
This passage was spoken by Feng Bujue during the conversation with Dr. Quinn. There is no doubt that... it has been recorded verbatim by the recorder.
At first glance, this sounds like the ramblings of a mental patient, but in fact, Feng Bujue is using fragmented information associated with visual graphics to point to a specific location; this location...or..."this"
"Picture", he had seen it in a comic, and that comic was the most famous and classic story in the Batman comic series, "The Killing Joke".
There is quite a lot of this story, including its final climax... all of which took place in that deserted carnival.
Anyone who has a certain understanding of Batman comics will have an impression of that location; needless to say... Wayne, who "has the ability to preemptively prevent many villains from going dark", must also know where the carnival is.
Of course, there are thousands of Batman stories, and such a description that sounds confusing is probably too obscure; therefore, Feng Bujue used another one related to "The Killing Joke"
East and West flashlights showed Wayne the way.
When they met for the second time on the top floor of the Twin Towers, Feng Bujue and Wayne obviously knew that the other person was also a "traveler from another world". It was not difficult to see this from their meaningful conversation. The difference was that
, Wayne figured this out in the submarine, and Brother Jue understood it earlier... Therefore, Feng Bujue prepared the flashlight in advance, and said "I
I'll be waiting for you 'there'".
At this point, Brother Jue's layout has been completed.
And Wayne... after returning to the Batcave, he immediately took the flashlight to the instrument for comprehensive analysis. At the same time, he retrieved Arkham's video and audio data and browsed them quickly.
About forty minutes later, he heard the words left by Brother Jue. Combined with the clues from the flashlight, it didn't take him long to deduce where the "there" mentioned by the other party was.
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Woo
On the suburban road, the sound of engines tore through the night sky.
The Wayne in this universe is not driving the "realistic" armored Batmobile in Nolan's film, but a Tim Burton-style "super" Batmobile; a streamlined and narrow body, dark and reflective
The shell, the exaggerated turbine air intake... are integrated under the unified gothic design style. This is what the classic bat equipment should look like.
Click buzz
Just as the Batmobile was about to drive to the entrance of the carnival, suddenly, amid the sound of large equipment energizing, dozens of bright light beams lit up in the dark, focusing on the center of the road.
At this moment, there was a person standing in the middle of the road, a man wearing a long purple suit.
Through the display screen in the car, Wayne can see the other person's whole face without being affected by the light. "Jack" looks the same as before. The only slight difference is that now his hands have become
Wearing gloves.
Wayne didn't know what that meant, and he didn't care about the details.
Within two seconds, he made a decision, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and rushed towards the opponent.
"Ha..." Facing the rapidly approaching Batmobile, Feng Bujue had a smile on his face, "Well done..." He opened his arms and shouted loudly toward the front, "Come on!"
The roar of the engine was approaching, with no sign of slowing down.
"Come on! Hit me!" Feng Bujue was still standing in the middle of the road, standing in the center of the lights, with no intention of retreating.
"Madman..." Looking at Brother Jue's actions, Wayne in the car couldn't help but murmur to himself and made such an evaluation.
boom!
Two seconds later, the collision occurred.
Wayne did speculate that Feng Bujue had superpowers, but he did not think that Feng Bujue's ability was strong enough to withstand this impact.
A Batmobile weighing more than two tons crashes into a target at a speed of more than 200 kilometers, and the kinetic energy it generates is about 510 million joules... A human like Feng Bujue, who weighs about 100 kilograms, uses this energy
It's enough to evaporate him.
However, the scene when the collision occurred was...
At the moment when the front of the Batmobile was about to hit him, Brother Jue raised his foot and "stopped" the entire car.
At that moment, with Brother Jue's feet as the center, the surrounding ground instantly shattered and formed a large sunken pit; the stopped Batmobile also began to change under the action of inertia, and the entire vehicle seemed to be squeezed.
Pleated like a can...
However, the material of this Batmobile is really amazing. Its hardness and toughness are far beyond the limits of humankind's current technological level. Under such an impact, this "one-piece" body still did not completely fall apart.
, it is just "compressed and deformed" to a certain extent.
Bang
Immediately afterwards, the movable hatch in the middle and upper part of the rear of the Batmobile (the 1989 version of the Batmobile was entered and exited by moving the hatch that was integrated with the windshield) was ejected; it was not
Some kind of "pop-up device" bounced away, but it was punched away by someone in the car...
"Ho~" Feng Bujue looked at the unharmed man slowly standing up from the almost crushed car cabin, and said in a lazy tone, "Is he really not dead yet?"
"This..." Wayne stepped out of the cabin, looked down at Brother Jue in front of him, and said in his voice that sounded like he had terminal laryngeal cancer, "...it's my turn to say it."
Feng Bujue will naturally not die. He has made a deal with Dr. Manhattan; relying on the doctor's ability to control particles, decompose and recombine, ignore the law of cause and effect, etc., and cooperate with the [Kongtong Seal] and [Tiangang Disha Box] he brought
The energy stored in it so far... Brother Jue has recovered his lost equipment and skills, and... he has become stronger.
Wayne will not die either. Although he inside the car also suffered the same impact as Feng Bujue outside the car, tonight he... was very well prepared. This level of injury was nothing at all.
"The suit you're wearing... looks a lot like 'Hellbat (Hellbat, DC New 52 era appearance, designed by Bruce Wayne, and jointly manufactured by other members of the Justice League)'." Although Wayne did not answer.
Brother's question, Brother Jue continued what he just said, "But you and I both know...the Justice League in this universe does not have Superman and Green Lantern, that is to say...the shell and the cape are the two most critical parts of this suit of armor.
(It is extremely strong, and like the green light creation, it can change its shape at will according to the user's will, or even separate)... It cannot be completed." He paused, "Even if you can use some kind of substitute to solve the material problem
, and I still can’t explain how you survived that shocking ‘car accident’ just now.”
"Hmph...it turns out you have something unexpected going on." Wayne snorted coldly and punched him.
His fist was so powerful that when Feng Bujue caught his blow with one hand, the air around him was shaken with an explosion.
"Actually, I thought about it. I was just complaining." Brother Jue looked at the confused Wayne with a smile and replied, "You got miralo (miralo, a special biochemical phosphorus that can
The user will gain multiple abilities including super strength, endurance, speed, resistance, night vision, and underwater survival within one hour, right?"
"You..." Wayne turned his head and looked at his fist that was firmly held by the opponent, not knowing what to say.
Wayne had indeed injected himself with miralo before coming here, and he was still wearing his own "improved" Hellbat armor... Logically speaking, if he punched the opponent, the opponent would probably die.
However, Feng Bujue looked like he was receiving the punch very easily.
"I guess your expression now must be very exciting..." Feng Bujue said, reaching out with his other hand at lightning speed, grabbing the opponent's helmet and tearing off most of it with brute force.
, "...you might as well share it with me."
After part of the helmet was broken, the other half quickly fell off Wayne's face. Then, a face of shock mixed with anger appeared in front of Brother Jue.
"Even if you have the same IQ as Bruce Wayne, your 'wisdom' is still just mediocre." Feng Bujue shook his hand and shook off the helmet fragments between his fingers, "Just like most 'travelers'
, even though you have gained great power, you still have not been able to break out of the limitations of your own inherent outlook and personality."
His tone gradually became indifferent, a kind of indifference similar to "disappointment", just like a child who has lost interest in the toy in his hand... It sounded chilling at the moment.
"Why did you make the 'Hell Bat Armor'? Why can't you design it yourself from scratch? The resources and information you have far exceed the real Wayne, don't you?" Feng Bujue asked, "If you mass-produce
Inetron Alloy's technology is used at the weapon level, whether it is made into an armor coating or used as the core to create a separate piece of armor... it will be more useful than the castrated version of the Hell Bat you are wearing now."
"Ah" Wayne was completely angered by Brother Jue's "preaching". He roared and activated the secret weapon in the armor on his right wrist.
In an instant, a silent impact erupted, shattering the entire armor of Wayne's right arm. In turn... it also caused damage to Feng Bujue who had grabbed his right fist.
After the explosion, Brother Jue's left hand...the part in front of the elbow seemed to be vaporized and disappeared; if he hadn't let go in time and retreated, the damage would have extended to his shoulder.
"Well...is this your 'original' part?" When Feng Bujue spoke, he took out the [Qi Xu Rulin] orb from his bag without thinking, and activated its ability to repair his stump, "
This kind of 'atomic explosion' that injures one thousand enemies and damages oneself eight hundred...can't really be called clever."
"What do you know?" Wayne yelled, "Who do you have to judge me?" He shouted as he got off the scrapped Batmobile, "I did all the 'right things'!"
A just thing! Do you know how much effort and effort I have put in to create and maintain today's situation?"
"I know." Feng Bujue said, "I have asked Dr. Manhattan to telepathically convey your general experience here to me." He paused for half a second and added, "Just because I know, so
I despise you even more."
"What did you say?" Wayne's expression showed that he found this incredible.
"Your 'justice' is false and has double standards." Feng Bujue continued, "The real Bruce Wayne will never follow the same path as you...even if he has the same power as you."
information."
"Are you referring to his 'no killing' principle?" Wayne said, "You and I both know how stupid that principle is!"
"Yes, it's very stupid." Feng Bujue said, "But this 'stupidity' is exactly the dividing line in his heart... It is this line that separates the justice he implements and yours."
The justice of meanness', 'selfishness', and 'hypocrisy' is separated..."
"Nonsense!" Wayne shouted angrily again, dodged, came to Brother Jue's side and punched him again.
Feng Bujue didn't even look at his opponent. He took a step back and easily dodged the attack. Before he could stand still, he continued: "In order to kill those villains who may become 'threats' in the future."
In the cradle, long before you became 'Batman', you had already begun your activities...and the first thing you did was to design and kill those who bullied Scarecrow."
"Those guys are just a bunch of bastards!" When Wayne argued, his attacks did not stop.
"Huh... It sounds like you feel the same way. I can imagine... before time travel, your life was not easy either." Feng Bujue's ability to see through people's hearts is indeed powerful, and his words undoubtedly poked holes in the fake Wayne's mind.
Sore spot.
"What position do you have to accuse me of killing and injuring so many innocent police officers?" When Wayne asked back, he launched another round of fierce attacks.
But Brother Jue became more and more relaxed as he hid: "You saved Mr. Freeze's wife because you sympathized with him; you prevented Two-Face from being disfigured because you appreciated him; and you also led the Penguin to
Zhengdao, because you think he is valuable as a good person...
"But for the same sad Killer Crocodile, you dealt with it differently...
"You found Killer Croc as a boy, declared that you wanted to protect him, and arranged a hiding place for him suitable for his survival.
"At first, he was very 'obedient' because Killer Croc was also afraid of his own body changes when he was young; but as time went by, he gradually couldn't stand that kind of life anymore.
"At this time, you start to have murderous intentions... because you know that after he returns to society, even if you can make him do good temporarily, this malicious world will one day force out his bestiality.
"So... one day, you gave him a 'special bed'. After he lay down on it, who was unsuspecting of you, you locked him with shackles, and then you sealed off his residence.
Entrance, let him fend for himself inside... As if this way, you don't have to be responsible for his death."
"What do you know? Do you know the pain I felt at that time?" Wayne roared, "I do treat Waylon (Killer Crocodile's real name Waylon Jones) as a friend! Do you think I locked him there?
Does it feel good?"
"Yes, you felt uncomfortable for a while, and then continued to live your good life." Listening to Wayne's excited tone, the disdain in Brother Jue's words became more obvious, "Finished the killer.
After Crocodile, you counted the time and went to kill the botanist Jason Wood and prevent the birth of Poison Ivy... Of course, by your standards, school bullies deserve to die, but people like Wood are
Not to mention.
"Then, you turn the Riddler into a brainless person, because his blackening has no reason and is difficult to stop; his wisdom will pose a huge threat to you...
"As for a guy like Zas, just throw him into a high-security prison. Maybe time will make him change his ways, right? Ha... Even if he really doesn't change his ways and insists on doing evil after he comes out, he himself is considered
If he is not a difficult character to deal with, you just need to catch him again... and let him be locked up for more than ten years, that's all."
When Wayne heard this, he no longer defended himself, but asked: "So what? I have killed the hidden dangers that would bring countless deaths and disasters, and I have reduced the sacrifices to the minimum, and that's the connivance."
Compared to the so-called heroes who go around doing evil things and never kill anyone, I have saved more people!"
"This is your problem..." Feng Bujue continued, "No matter how high-sounding you say it, in the end, it is others who really make the 'sacrifice'..."
The words shocked Wayne's heart, and his expression also changed subtly.
"Look, if I don't remind you, you don't even realize this, right? This is a typical 'traveler's thinking'." Feng Bujue said, "A person who upholds extreme egoism under double standards, see
Everything you do...is just.
"Your own pain...for example, losing a so-called 'friend' or something...is infinitely magnified by you, as if it is so great that it makes people cry; and other people's pain...for example, becoming mentally retarded or dying...in
It all seems 'reasonable' to you.
"Your so-called 'justice' is just to act on the premise that it is 'convenient' for you; you will do it in a lawful way if it is easy to do, and if it is difficult to do... it will cause 'trouble' for you
If there are people or things that have crossed the line, they should be dealt with once and for all by means of 'crossing the line', and afterwards attributed to 'reasonable sacrifices where the advantages outweigh the disadvantages'.
"In the final analysis, your personal interests and losses are greater than justice itself, and your personal will is greater than all other systems."
"No matter how many reasons you look for to convince yourself, no matter how many things you think you do, you are worthless compared to the real Bruce Wayne.
"Because he is a person who is more cruel to himself than to others, a madman, and an incurable fool!
"He's...fucking...Batman!"
As he spoke, Feng Bujue's tone gradually increased.
At the same moment, the fake Wayne stopped attacking, and belatedly realized that at this moment, his abilities were being "drawn away" bit by bit by some strange force.
He... is gradually becoming a mortal.
"Leaving aside your identity as Batman, what about your private life as 'Bruce Wayne'?" Feng Bujue's words were far from over, "Why did you marry Harleen Quinzel and let her be the wife after marriage?"
She uses the name Harley Quinn? In the final analysis...it's nothing more than your personal preference. Compared with Catwoman's 'bitch from the East End' (in the setting of "Batman Year One", Cat
(She is a prostitute from the bottom of Gotham)', Quinzel, a psychology professor with a clean background and a higher education, is naturally more suitable as a wife... Of course, the premise is that she does not become a crazy fan of some madman."
Brother Jue spread his hands and said with a smile: "Speaking of which... that madman, with your help, has now become a middle-class comedian with a decent life, right? His children seem to be in high school soon?"
Brother Jue already knows this information very clearly from Dr. Manhattan, "There is also the 'Clay Man' who is still working as his B-movie star; the 'Ventriloquist' is living a comfortable retirement life... As for the
Those 'Robins', 'Batgirl', 'Alfred'...all stayed away from 'Bruce Wayne' and 'Batman' under your arrangement, and each lived an ordinary life."
Feng Bujue curled his lips and sighed: "Alas... You have basically achieved several basic pursuits of the time travelers. Your own absolute safety, a high degree of privacy and freedom, abundant material enjoyment, and the woman of your choice...
…Add a few weak or mentally retarded opponents to satisfy your own sense of accomplishment as a ‘hero’… It’s a pretty good life, isn’t it?”
At this point, he changed the subject: "Then the question is... what the hell does this have to do with 'justice'?
"Do you think you are more correct than that 'so-called hero who allows villains to do evil everywhere and never kills people'?
"Then you are wrong……
"You, and him; the fake Wayne, and the real Batman... there is an essential difference between your justice.
“This difference has nothing to do with ‘results’. No matter how many people you ‘save’, it cannot change or explain anything.
"This difference relates to the most basic starting point of what you do, and to the true meaning and spirit of the word 'hero'.
"The difference is...the actions you take in the name of justice are all for yourself in the final analysis; and Bruce Wayne...the real Batman, his justice, although not entirely...but at least
Most of it is for others."
By the time Brother Jue finished speaking these words, the fake Wayne's power had completely dissipated.
"What...what do you want?" At this time, Fake Wayne's tone changed, and there was fear in his eyes because he had vaguely sensed Brother Jue's intention.
"Hmph...hehehe..." Hearing this, Brother Jue smiled evilly. He did not answer the other party's question, but tilted his head and spread his arms, "My appearance reminds you of a person... doesn't it?
?”
"No...no!" In panic, the fake Wayne finally showed his true nature, and he turned around...trying to escape.
At this moment, he is no longer the Dark Knight of Gotham, but an ordinary time traveler; even with a powerful physique and extremely high IQ, even with a full set of bat equipment and many black technologies from the DC universe... he can...
I can't bear the title "Batman".
Bang
After running only a few steps, the fake Wayne fell to the ground. The reason was simple... With his "power" taken away, he no longer had the ability to move normally while wearing this "pseudo hell bat armor".
"Don't worry, taking back your power... is just the beginning..." Feng Bujue looked at the fake Wayne on the ground who was on the verge of collapse, stepped closer to him, and continued with a crazy look and a sinister smile, "In the next step
Over the years, Jon (Dr. Manhattan's real name) will slowly correct your influence on the world... Your wife 'Harley Quinn' will go crazy because of your 'disappearance'; the repressive dark side of the Scarecrow
Will eventually wake up; Two-Face will be disfigured in another violent incident; Mr. Freeze's wife will get sick again, and this time there is no cure; on the other hand... the Riddler's disease will disappear without a cure
The more..."
"No...no...no!" The fake Wayne's pupils shrank and his face turned pale. He fell to the ground and couldn't even move. He could only scream in despair.
But Brother Jue's words will not stop because of this: "Somewhere in this world there will be another unfortunate person who suffers from an atavistic disease similar to Killer Crocodile, and there will be another unscrupulous botanist who develops poison ivy.
Female mutated toxins; alien forces such as a certain Kryptonian and the Green Lantern Corps will also come to the earth in some form. These are all matters of time... Nothing cannot be corrected and reshaped.
"Of course, a new 'Batman' is bound to come here. He may come from the future, or the past, or he may be a person who died and resurrected in certain events... The important thing is, he will
It’s the real ‘Bruce Wayne’.”
Feng Bujue paused for a moment and then said: "In short, you are no longer needed here as a 'fake Wayne'... Everything you have done is meaningless..."
Just when Brother Jue said this, a new change occurred in the fake Wayne on the ground.
"Uh... uh ah" in the wailing voice, his pale face turned into a veritable "white"... as white as bleach, and his strong and lean body also rapidly lost weight.
Feng Bujue knew that these changes... were caused by the influence of "miralo" and "Hell Bat Armor".
Miralo's variant "Mirakuru Serum (the serum used by villains such as Deathstroke and Red Arrow)" has the side effect of making people irritable and even distorted; and the Hell Bat Armor... its power itself is "use
"If you wear it for a long time, your body will be corroded."
Now, due to the fact that his power has been withdrawn by Dr. Manhattan, the fake Wayne's suddenly weakened body and spirit are burdened by these double side effects.
Kaka
Brother Jue did not sit idly by. He strode up to the opponent, removed a few pieces of the opponent's armor with his bare hands, then lifted the fake Wayne out of the armor and threw it into the open space next to him.
"Don't be afraid... I won't kill you." Then, Feng Bujue rode on the other person's body. Now he could suppress the fake Wayne with just his weight, "I only have... a simple...
A small request." He took out the knife from his pocket, shook it a few times in front of fake Wayne's frightened face, and continued in a crazy tone, "Before... ah... you asked me my name.
, but I didn’t answer you because I felt...actually you know the answer..."
At this moment, the fake Wayne's spirit and body are on the verge of collapse. The last straw that supports his rationality is only the instinctive will to survive.
"Come on... say my name." Feng Bujue's knife was already placed on the other person's face.
"J...joker..." Fake Wayne squeezed out the word with a trembling voice.
"Haha...hahaha...hahahaha..." When the word was read out, Feng Bujue looked up to the sky and laughed almost crazily.
[The current task has been completed, and all main tasks have been completed]
[You have completed the script, it will be automatically transferred after 180 seconds]
The expected system prompt came, but Brother Jue hadn't finished his hidden mission yet, and he still had to go to the last step.
After laughing for a full minute, Brother Jue lowered his head again, looked at the fake Wayne and said: "Don't cry with such a sad face, come on... you also smile."
After that, the knife in his hand was inserted into the fake Wayne's mouth...
He slowly left two cuts on both sides of the other person's mouth, or... left a permanent "smiley face" on the other person's face.
In the first few seconds of this process, the fake Wayne screamed due to severe pain, but his screams did not last long before he stopped... because his spirit and mind, at that moment... finally collapsed completely.
broken.
When the knife left the fake Wayne's pale face, he had already...smiled from the bottom of his heart.
