Superman of the American Comics

Rorschach diary——

"November 22, 1992, may also be 23.

The streets were crowded with leather bags. People's minds were boiled by the absurd nightmares brought by the imaginary invaders. The doomsday clock moved again. We had a chance, but they abandoned us. All of them!

No pity for the noise, filled with their own ears, constituted a deafening echo room.

They blame each other only for what they have, not their identity.

Their tolerance is a one-way street.

At the same time, totalitarians stick to their position, pretend to be deaf and dumb, and preach the restoration of Datong society, but they don't realize that the beautiful past is not so beautiful for those who are different from them.

It all depends on your perspective. God turns around and leaves us a heaven, just like giving a five-year-old a folding razor.

We cut open the abdominal cavity of the world, the secret poured out, and an intestine full of truth and shit hanged us.

Soon, only bedbugs, cockroaches and fly maggots will be left in the world to fight for the remains of ordinary people.

Then they swallow themselves until they choke.

Unless we can call God back.

Smash it, scream it, because we may not deserve it, or maybe the world is coming.

We broke the American dream and now it's an American nightmare. "

The man closed his diary and picked up a mask covered with ink.

Its original owner has died in Antarctica, leaving no complete body.

"The authorities have issued a compulsory evacuation order throughout the country. We urge everyone to summon family members and evacuate our designated red area. If the emergency call at the bottom of the screen is busy, please contact the local police..."

Emergency notices about the evacuation and evacuation of urban residents are broadcast on TV.

The man didn't look at it, but put on a mask with constantly changing ink.

The world is getting worse and worse. I don't know whether it was after Dr. Manhattan left or after Rorschach's diary leaked.

Anyway, it's like a patient with advanced cancer. His body is deteriorating every day.

Dada, dada.

The man put his hands in the pockets of his brown coat and strode out of the door.

He went down the stairs and left the dilapidated apartment. The outside world was in chaos.

There were all kinds of beating, smashing, looting and burning, and all kinds of riots.

Nuclear war is coming, the end is coming, and everyone is going crazy.

The man walked through a large number of Carnival teams without expression, ignoring the violence. He had other things to do.

The world is getting worse and worse, and there are always heroes to stand up.

Since you wear this mask, you have to choose what to save.

For example, the world.

The man walked very fast and finally stopped at the door of the police station.

The police are busy evacuating work, and the harsh telephone rings one after another, which is more exaggerated than the securities companies on Wall Street.

They face a very serious problem, that is, what should be done to the prisoners in the cell?

There is not enough time left for citizens to evacuate. Where can we take care of those vicious villains!

A policeman was carrying a large string of keys. It was impossible for the police station to put so many people in a prison car and transfer them on the spot.

In order not to be charged with murder afterwards, the director decided to release them.

Anyway, I wonder if the Oriental camp will choose to bomb this city!

"Give me the key!"

A bald man put his hand out of the iron fence and firmly grasped the policeman's back collar.

The criminals in the cell were shouting and banging on the railing to make a sharp noise.

They know what's going on outside. No one wants to be trapped here, either starved or thirsty, or burned by a nuclear bomb.

Boom!

The bald guy hit the policeman on the cheek and knocked out several teeth.

He wanted to snatch the other party's key and open the prison door.

After the policeman was knocked down with a heavy fist, the string of keys flew out and landed on the wall in the distance.

"Shet!"

The bald man cursed fiercely.

He was thinking of some way to pick up the keys, and someone had already done so.

The man in the ink mask held the keys and looked at the bald man in the cell.

"Do you want to come out?"

He asked hoarsely.

The bald man stepped back two steps and waved his hand. This guy's dress is obviously an outdated cross dressing hero.

Rather than go out and get beaten up and ask for nothing.

He would rather stay here and think of other ways to escape.

The man seemed satisfied with the answer, put the keys in his pocket and went on.

The reason why he came to the police prison was to rescue a man and a woman.

They call string puppets and mime.

Of course, it's just a code.

Cross dressing heroes don't reveal their real names, nor do masked villains.

Although men don't know why Pharaohs need each other.

But this is one of the tasks to save the world.

So the man did it.

"There are three hours and thirty-four minutes left..."

He raised his hand and looked at the table below. This time represents the time limit for the launch of the nuclear bomb.

Without the constraints of Dr. Manhattan, the world will inevitably slide into the abyss.

Before long, the man found the target.

Using the chips given by Lao Wang, he succeeded in getting the two criminals who lacked integrity and compassion to follow him out of the cell.

Taking a prepared car, a group of people entered the sewer and stopped in front of a flood control door marked "danger".

Gently tap twice, the iron door opens and the man takes the lead in.

The rescued string puppets and mime, the men and women also followed.

They saw a dusty secret base, a mess of parts, equipment and instruments.

"I said, is the rumor true?"

The blonde woman, code named "string puppet", asked nervously.

"Is it true that Luoxia committed suicide?"

This is one of the widely circulated rumors after the publication of Rorschach's diary.

Because the diary that broke the Pharaoh's Utopia did not write about Luo Xia's own experience in the end.

"Victor is the master behind the scenes. Why? What does he want? I can't think of any more terrible opponents. He once joked that he was fast enough to catch bullets and he could kill us in the snow. That's where we're going now: the South Pole. No matter whether I live or die in the future, I hope the world can persist until you see this diary I will never compromise when I live, and I will not regret or complain when I die now. "

This is Luo Xia's last diary.

Some speculated that he was killed by the Pharaoh, others said that he had a mental breakdown and chose to commit suicide

In short, opinions vary.

"No."

The man replied concisely.

Although he wore Rorschach's ink mask, he was not himself.

"Then your partner is a night owl?"

The string puppet asked again.

She saw the owl airship covered with dust cloth.

"No, his partner is me."

A voice came from the corner and a tall man in a dress came out.

He is like an ancient emperor, wearing luxurious robes and gold accessories.

Holding a strange looking, red haired lynx in both hands, he kept stroking it like a cat.

"Pharaoh?"

The string puppet recognized the legend who often appeared in the news or newspapers.

The other party was once one of the most famous cross dressing heroes, and later became a financial tycoon, charity tycoon and national think tank.

Now, it is a cold-blooded executioner who is insane and slaughters 3 million people. He is wanted all over the world and a notorious criminal against humanity.

Pharaoh, Adrian Witt.

"Yes, it's me."

The tall man nodded gracefully.

He appeared here and asked Rorschach II, wearing an ink mask, to rescue string puppets and mime in order to save the world again.

Dr. Manhattan left the planet and then the universe.

Adrian once believed that the blue man was the biggest threat in the world.

Now he changed his mind that mankind needs a "God".

So we won't repeat destruction and start war.