Civilization Restart: Me, the Plug-in Player

But that refers to the normal [Clown Potion]. The one that Bruce drank was a wonder of the world, and it was blessed by the will of the world. How could it be so simple.

One day, Bruce fought the clown in the mind space as usual.

But just when he was about to win, he discovered that it was not the clown lying under his feet, but himself!

Who is the clown at this moment?Who is Batman again?

From that day on, there was an uncontrollable grin on Bruce's face.

Except for the old housekeeper Ah Fu, he looked at everyone with a little madness in his eyes.

Sometimes the superheroes can even see the Joker laughing wildly at them, as if celebrating their victory, deep in those increasingly crazy pupils.

But they still didn't do it, even though they knew that Batman might not be able to hold it, even if they knew how terrifying the combination of Joker and Batman was.

Jiang Chen's previous words were like chains, binding their minds and souls firmly.

The atmosphere of the Justice League became more and more depressing, and everyone lost their smiles.

One day, with an unstoppable grin on his face, Batman, whose eyes were full of reason, approached them.

"Everyone, it turns out that I have become an irresistible clown. Kill me. This is what we agreed to."

"No, you haven't done anything to hurt the world."

Cyborg said stubbornly, and other superheroes nodded in agreement.

Bruce then turned his gaze to Sea King, he was the only one who had never heard Jiang Chen's remarks.

"' 々 No, the tip of my halberd will never point at a friend."

The only light left in Bruce's eyes went out at this moment, replaced by thick anger.

He stood up abruptly and punched Superman.

Superman didn't dodge either, letting his fists fall on his face like raindrops.

"Is it okay now, I hurt you!"

"Are you all idiots, you listen to what that man says?"

"But you can't argue with that, he's right."

Superman grabbed Bruce's fist and looked him in the eye.

"Kill me, this is your last chance!"

"I reject."

Bruce didn't say anything, just silently returned to the room, this is the cage he made for himself.

In the middle of the night, he sat by the bed and stared into the deep darkness.

The mouth couldn't stop laughing, but the eyes were still rational, as if two souls were stationed in the body.

At a certain moment, the mad laughter suddenly stopped, and the room (Ciannuo's) fell into a dead silence, like the silence before the storm.

Bruce lowered his head, and time seemed to stand still in this dignified atmosphere.

In the mental space, the clown opened his arms.

"I am you, you are me, come on, my little bat, come on..."

Bruce had the same smile on his face as the Joker.

"Yes, you are me, I am you, it's time to end this fateful cycle."

In the end, the Joker is gone, and Batman is gone...

In reality, Bruce's skin turned morbidly pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, the corners of his mouth curled into a creepy arc, his lips continued to turn red as if oozing blood, and his hair was dyed dark green from the roots by an inexplicable force... …

He shrugged his shoulders up and down, laughing softly, then laughing loudly, and finally raised his head sharply, covering his face and laughing wildly.

"Hahahaha...Xian"

"Hahaha……"

"This feeling, this feeling, hahaha..."

The Laughing Bat, this night... was born! .

Chapter 43

How does it feel to abandon all bottom lines and fully embrace chaos?

The Laughing Bat can clearly say:

It feels so good!

He had never felt so awake, so relaxed.

That feeling of freedom, that kind of thinking that spreads all the time, and the feeling that countless unrestrained and interesting ideas poured into his mind like a galaxy, made him addicted and made him more and more mad.

At this moment, he felt that he had been stupid in the past.

Just like Jiang Chen said, if those useless bottom lines were abandoned from the beginning, Gotham might have already become heaven or... hell in his hands.

"Hahahaha... It's really disgusting, the past me."

"What does Dongfang call this?"

"Yes, yes, when a bitch still sets up the archway, hahahaha..."

"Stupid enough that I want to laugh, no, no, hahahaha..."

Outside, the housekeeper A Fu, who was carrying a sedative and was about to knock on the door, heard the laughter inside and subconsciously stopped his movements.

There was no fear in his eyes, only sadness deep into his bones.

He saw all the process of Bruce Wayne's depravity. He knew the pain of his master, and knew what kind of torture it was.

Can't help it, Bruce's experiences from childhood to adulthood appeared in his mind.

From the fear of bats, to the helplessness of losing parents, to traveling the world and embracing fear to become Batman, to suffering various pains every day because of the hero's righteousness.

'Maybe... it's not bad, sir, at least it's not so painful. 'A Fu couldn't help thinking like this.

Yes, even though Bruce has fallen into madness, the man has no emotions like fear or disgust.

He was never a role in the justice camp, he was just a housekeeper, a housekeeper who watched Bruce grow up like a mother.

Because Batman is from the justice camp, he serves the justice camp.

If Bruce was a super criminal, he would also support him without hesitation.

So he knocked on the door.

"master!"

Suddenly, the laughter in the house stopped abruptly, followed by a clear footstep.

With the sound of footsteps, Ah Fu's muscles gradually tightened uncontrollably.

Even if he had no fear.

This is the body's genetically derived instinct, and his body is telling him:

run!Run!Coming towards you is... the abyss!

A Fu's mind was a little shaken.

'Is it really the master behind the door? '

Before he could figure this out, the door opened.

The lights then illuminated the darkness inside the door, and also illuminated the face of the Laughing Bat.

Looking at this face, Ah Fu was finally determined.

This is not his master, this is a monster, a terrible monster!

At this moment, Ah Fu suddenly found that his previous thoughts were unprecedentedly ridiculous.

"Master, you..."

Before he could speak, Laughing Bat grabbed his mouth and dragged him into the room.

"Shh! My dear Faber."

At this moment, in the darkness where the five fingers can't be seen, the eyes of the manic laughing bat burst into a feline-like shimmer, allowing Ah Fu to see the kaleidoscope of emotions in these eyes.

Pure, clear, crazy, happy, sad, sane...

As if all the emotions known to mankind can be found in these eyes.

This is a deeper madness than the Joker!

The moment he looked directly into these eyes, Ah Fu's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

As if sensing the sadness and fear in Ah Fu's heart, the Laughing Bat touched his white hair, his movements extremely gentle.

"Uncle Fu, are you afraid of me? You are my dearest person. How can you be afraid of me?"

"If you are like this, I will be very sad, so sad that I think... Hahahahaha..."

The next day, when Superman, who was in charge of guarding Batman, noticed that something was wrong and broke into the room, the Laughing Bat had disappeared without a trace.

On the bed, there was only Ah Fu, who still had fear on his face, and there was a voice recorder on the table next to him.

Half an hour later, the Justice League rushed back to the Batcave, and everyone's faces were ugly.

Wonder Woman was the first to speak:

"How is Alfred?"

"The body was not harmed, but it seemed to have suffered a lot of fright, and was sedated, and it is estimated that he would have to sleep for two days."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as people are not dead, it means that Bruce has not completely fallen into madness.

But...is that really the case?

"Where's Bruce?"