splicing the world

Chapter 91 The Clown's Arrival

In this world, there are two ways to go to the small world of each master world master through the "game cabin" to play.

One is role-playing interaction, and the other is a close-up visit in the state of the soul body.

The former role-playing interaction charges fees of varying prices in some popular small worlds.

After all, let the audience play a specific role in the small world, even ordinary passers-by will consume the resources of the world master.

If the latter simply visit from the perspective of a spectator, they also need to charge a certain fee, but this price is generally not high...at least not expensive for them.

So Xu Yan happily took her two friends and took her friend's sister to this superhero world.

Originally, what Xu Yan most wanted to bring her two friends to experience was actually the world of mechs in "Blood of Iron".

But the small world of "Blood of Iron" will not be open to the public in the near future, so she had to follow Guan Ping's suggestion... and chose her second favorite superhero world.

"Sure enough, the city with little flashes is the most relaxing."

Xu Yan is now walking on the streets of New York City as a bystander. This city is a city with the theme of this superhero world for young people.

So just walking on the streets of New York City can feel a youthful feeling.

The God of Evil Beasts didn't feel much, because she knew the darkness buried deep in this world...

Just like Xu Yan and Caring Ping, they are chasing the superhero on the street to punish criminals, but the God of Evil Beasts knows... the real crimes in this world actually exist in those who paid for interactive acting Noble man' body.

They want to torture the natives of this world, but no superhero would dare to offend these 'noble people'.

Case in point is God of the Evil Beast, now with three high school girls... watching the city's superhero flash, who just caught a bank robber.

While Xu Yan was still commenting on this flashy action and adding a score, the God of Evil Beast could sense that less than two blocks away from here, a family of aborigines in this world was suffering from spending money to come in. The 'insult' of the dignified man.

"Feeling bored?"

Caring Ping sat in mid-air, resting her chin lightly with her hand, and asked the God of Evil Beast with a strange smile.

"I've always felt bored. The masters of the world absorb energy...it should be to support the people of their own world, instead of treating the people of their own world as playthings from the outside world."

The reason why the God of Evil Beasts is so emotional is that the residents in her small world are all distorted 'monsters', unable to communicate normally like humans, but the God of Evil Beasts still cherishes these believers.

"Then let's watch something interesting. I'm just a little tired of this kind of superhero play."

Caring Ping turned around in mid-air, and came to Xu Yan who was cheering for Flash, and Lin Qianru who was thinking about something.

"Little Yanzi, don't watch superheroes here, the super villain 'artist' is also open to watch, do you want to go and see?" Caring Ping said in front of Xu Yan.

"The artist...then why don't you go to see Fusion Man?" Xu Yan seemed a little bit uncomfortable.

Most of the people who come to this world are fans of superheroes, in order to spy on the daily and private lives of these superheroes, how can they be in the mood to see those super villains.

It's a pity that Xu Yan's complaints are meaningless in front of Guan Ping, who is the class monitor. With just a wave of her hand, Guan Ping changed the scene they were in from the bustling streets of New York City to a spooky underground experiment. room.

"How can I change it? I haven't finished watching Flash!" Xu Yan showed the anger that an audience member whose remote control was robbed should have.

It's just that her complaints were quickly suppressed along with the constant red light warnings in the underground laboratory.

"What's going on? What's going on? Is another superhero kicking the artist's door?"

Xu Yan suddenly began to gossip. This underground laboratory was the base camp that the artist had just established during the serialization of the series. From the perspective of the plot timeline, even the superheroes do not know the existence of this base camp.

No matter how you look at it, this is a stage for a big movie-level event, but this carefully prepared stage was invaded by someone before it even appeared on the screen.

Xu Yan's first reaction was that some superhero had discovered this place and came over to investigate the situation first.

But when the door of the underground laboratory was pushed open, the person standing behind the door was a figure that made all the fans... feel strange.

It was a clown with a poor-quality white foundation on his face...but wearing a delicate purple foundation, and his overall attire looked extremely weird.

"This is a new hero that hasn't been released yet? But why does it feel a bit intrusive..."

"Should be the new villain?"

There are still a small number of visitors in this underground laboratory, and Xu Yan can hear the discussions of this small number of audiences.

But soon the sarcasm from the artist... reminded the audience that the clown who broke into the door was not in the same group as his super villain!

"Come and see who this is? Did you get separated from the circus? If you don't give me a suitable reason, I can't guarantee that you can leave here safely. Even if there is a reasonable reason...I'm afraid it won't work. "

Judging from the artist's appearance alone, he is a mad scientist in a white coat, but the villains who are familiar with him know that this mad scientist has a terrifying power that can tear two spaces apart.

In terms of combat effectiveness alone, it is the top category in this superhero world.

"The purpose of my coming here? Let me think about it..." The clown was extremely calm, completely unable to see any of the crazy gestures in Lu Ren's original case. After pondering for a while, he explained his purpose of coming, "I It's here to educate you."

"Educate... me?"

On the contrary, the artist showed a crazy smile after being amused by the clown, but the next second before the laughter ended, the artist's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and flashed to the clown's side in the blink of an eye.

With the impact force of the terrifying distorted space wrapped in his hands, he was ready to swing at the clown in front of him.

"A guy who is dying, why should he educate..."

Before the artist finished speaking, he wanted to swing at the clown's wrist, but he grabbed it tightly.

In the next second, the clown pinned his cheek in an extremely violent gesture, and pinned the artist down to the ground so that he could not move.

The artist also wanted to drive the power of space above his hands to tear apart the funny-dressed clown in front of him, but the clown suddenly took off a smiling face rose medal on his chest, and a strange gas spewed out of the medal spread to the artist's face.

After the artist inhaled this burst of gas, the force of distorting space on his body suddenly dissipated, and he also coughed non-stop while covering his throat.

"what have you done?"

"It's just a small prop to let you calm down and listen to the lecture. Don't worry... it will definitely not kill you."

While the clown was speaking, the artist still tried to resist, but was pinned to the ground by the clown, unable to move at all.

"No matter what you want me to do, my answer is impossible! Those damn superheroes didn't make me succumb, let alone you, a clown who came out of nowhere!" The artist gritted his teeth coldly Said loudly.

"Submit? I don't have the time to enslave or control you. I just think...you are pathetic."

The clown's demeanor and tone, as well as what he said, if Lu Ren was watching, he would definitely say loudly to his father, "It doesn't taste right!"The taste is wrong! '.

But Lu Yicheng has Lu Yicheng's considerations, the most important thing is this clown's attacking technique... I am afraid it is not much worse than the clown who has completely fallen into evil and chaos.

"sad?"

When the artist heard the clown's description of himself, he suddenly burst into loud laughter out of control.

"You ignorant clown! Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you temporarily control me with poison! I have the power of space in the entire universe. If I want to, I can give you the city where your circus is located. Razed to the ground! Then you will understand who the truly pathetic people are!"

"Then what? Continue to be defeated by those superheroes?" The clown said the first sentence that stabbed the artist's heart in an extremely indifferent manner.

"Those damned guys can't always destroy my 'work of art'! One day they'll be horrified by my masterpiece!" The artist seemed determined that his next plot would definitely succeed.

But the clown suddenly grabbed him and forcibly dragged him to the console of this laboratory, and then played the 'masterpiece' created by the artist in the past.

"The catastrophe that merged New York with another world, and summoned mechanical creations from another space to invade Washington, is this what you call a masterpiece?"

The clown counted down the catastrophes that the artist had created for these superheroes in the past 'enough to destroy the world'.

"Why doesn't that count?" the artist asked back.

"Then have you ever thought about the 'masterpieces of art' you created, have they really made these superheroes feel fear and fear?" The clown asked another question that made the artist stunned.

"The entire city is on the verge of being destroyed! I have also driven many heroes into a desperate situation. How can this not scare them?" The artist still stubbornly asked the clown.

But the clown suddenly pressed his cheek against the screen below again, and forced the artist to open his eyes, looking at the disaster records he created in the past.

"The catastrophes you created haven't shaken the foundation of these superheroes at all! The fusion group still stands tall in this world! Even the disasters you created have made these superheroes even more needed by the people! They Not only will I not be afraid, on the contrary, I need to thank you! And those who are really panicked by these disasters! It is ordinary people! Ordinary people like you in the past!"

The clown forcibly opened the artist's eyelids, so that he would not blink his eyes, when he looked at the superheroes standing on the ruins with infinite scenery.

"You call yourself an artist, but the 'art' created by an artist is not for everyone to appreciate, you want those superheroes to appreciate your 'art' and make them feel scared...but you don't do that at all ! No matter how much you destroy the city and make trouble for these superheroes, you will never be able to make them feel 'frightened', and it will still be a complete failure!"

The artist looked at the glamorous appearance of the superheroes standing on the ruins, and suddenly realized that what the Joker said seemed somewhat correct.

What he has done in the past seems to... just bring suffering to those ordinary people, and then bring a little 'little trouble' to this group of superheroes, which can't shake their foundation at all.

"Then... what to do?" the artist asked with a trembling throat.

"You need to arm yourself with the right thoughts first." The clown let go of the artist, patted the dust on his shoulder and said softly, "Then gather your strength... and then start to act."

(End of this chapter)