Chapter 1738 S: The Great Event of Apocalypse (V)

As we all know, there is a term in the idol circle called "illegitimate fans". Simply put, they are fans who have no regard for personal boundaries and crazy intrusions into the personal lives of the idols they follow, including but not limited to following cars and secretly filming, deliberately and The idol arranges to meet in the same hotel by chance, and even peeks into the idol's room with high-powered binoculars from the building opposite.

Whether it is other normal fans of the idol or the idol himself, they are very disgusted with this kind of fans. Some idols even express their disgust for this kind of fans very clearly, but they still enjoy it.

This is actually a common psychological problem, which can be summarized as "attention disease" in simple and popular terms. This type of person often seeks too much attention from others. As long as the other person pays attention to him, whether he likes it or dislikes it, he will make up for it in his mind. It's very special, which further strengthens the legitimacy of my stalking and harassment actions.

Many stalkers have similar symptoms. In their eyes, they do not feel that they are harassing others, but they feel that the disgust expressed by the harassed person towards them is precisely because the other person sees the shining points in him, so he is right. He pays attention to it. Although the other party does not understand it for the time being, as long as the other party pays attention, it means that he is superior to others.

It is said that people are shameless and invincible. Most patients with similar concerns are difficult to expel. To a certain extent, the Joker is one of them, and he is the more seriously ill among them. As long as Batman can pay attention to him , the life and death of yourself and others are not important.

One of the biggest weaknesses of this type of attention disorder is that they do not allow anyone to weaken their idols, because only when the person they are stalking and harassing is strong enough and has a high enough social status can the unique attention they receive show their value.

Let's put it this way, no one will care about the attention of a beggar on the street. Only if the other person's status is high enough, they can imagine that they are being loved by an important person. If the other person falls off the altar, all their efforts and vision will be lost. Being ridiculed.

Therefore, the best way to break through people like this is to say to them: "You have terrible vision. Is this kind of person worth pursuing?"

The Joker can accept that Batman beats him and scolds him, and is even ecstatic that Batman might kill him, but he absolutely cannot accept that someone actually treats Batman as a tool, or even that the darkness shown in Batman is completely a god. As a result of the plan, he would never be able to accept this fact.

Because if Batman is just a pawn in a divine conspiracy, then who is he?

Once people start thinking about who they are, the answers they get are not very pleasant. Philosophy is always accompanied by trouble and pain, and one way to solve this problem is to solve the problem itself.

Regardless of whether there is really a conspiracy behind Batman, as long as the conspiracy cannot be achieved, Batman will still be Batman, not anyone else's tool.

The Joker can always find his own way among these troubling philosophical issues. As long as he kills all the owls, Batman will still be his Batman, just like as long as his idol leaves the unlucky economic company, he will definitely Still the radiant idol.

In the office of Arkham Asylum, Harley Quinn was playing with her hammer boredly. There were constant noises of renovations coming from upstairs and downstairs. Cars of construction waste were being transported out of the window outside the window.

Arkham Asylum is now being transformed into a temporary magic shield master control center. In order to adapt to the operation of magic, the building structure here has been partially modified. Almost the entire hall and the underground floor are used to place the core pulse device.

After a while, one of the puppet master's puppets poked its head by the window. Harley Quinn turned her head and looked. The puppet squeezed out a few unclear words from its throat. Harley Quinn nodded and said, "We have another meeting. Wait for me for five minutes, right?"

When Harley Quinn rushed to the conference room, the villains were gathered together, but the faces of the common ones were more solemn, at least compared to the craziness and joy they usually ignored.

"It's very difficult. I can't find the source of this dark power at all. Normally, a god should respond to my call, but there is no movement at all now..."

"I told you, if you can explain the principle in detail, we might be able to replicate this power..."

"Magic is not what you think at all..."

"What's wrong?" Harley Quinn came in chewing bubble gum and expressed that she was a little confused about the current dispute in the room. She really didn't understand what the fuss was about.

"Bad news." The Scarecrow sneered twice and said, "The energy hidden in metal is limited. The amount is declining rapidly, and we have not yet found a way to obtain more of this power."

The wizard Felix was frowning and looking at the magic circle he drew on the paper. He sighed and said: "There can be no problem with my magic circle. There must be something wrong with the summoned object. If he doesn't respond, maybe It means he is busy or he cannot hear the call."

"So the way magicians summon gods is just like humans, by making phone calls. If the other party doesn't answer, there's nothing you can do?" Harley Quinn lazily sat down on a chair nearby and asked.

"Usually they will answer the call." Felix's tone was very sure. He said: "Human beliefs and souls have special meaning to gods, which is full of temptation for them. There is almost no god who can hear the phone but still Not answering the phone."

"That means he can't hear it. If that's the case, why don't you make the ring louder?" Harley Quinn asked again.

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"I have done my best to make the loudest ring." Felix sighed deeply and said, "It stands to reason that even God would be awakened, but the other party just didn't react at all. I really don't know how such a stupid God survived to this day."

"Do we have to agree to those idiots?" Hugo said with a little dissatisfaction, hugging his arms beside him: "Those owls obviously have bad intentions. They are very likely to take this opportunity to control Gotham and fly back to Earth."

"Or use it to do something extremely boring." The Riddler sniffed and grinned, saying, "For example, use it to threaten the FBI and tell them to get out of here."

"No matter what, we must contact them, they..."

"Turn on the TV quickly!!!" A scream came from downstairs, which could be heard from the Mad Hatter. People immediately filed out and came to the TV hanging in the middle of the hall.

At this time, the smiling face that Gotham citizens are familiar with, pale with chemical dyes and painted with bright lipstick, appeared on the TV.

"Hi, friends, hello, today is another warm Sunday afternoon. I got lost in a huge maze and happened to run into a group of birds having afternoon tea."

"I wanted to join them so gently and kindly, but their rudeness and impoliteness made them reject me. In this case, I have to let more people see how stupid their hearts are hidden under their gray feathers..."

"Batman, if you are still watching here, you must understand that no one has shaped your darkness, it is you who shaped yourself, and you are nobler than any bird in this world!"

"If someone dares to stretch his neck in front of you and make a sound like ‘Oh, look at my evil plan! ’ and other tweets, I will let them know that I am the only one in this world who shares the same roots with your darkness and evil! Only me!! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!”

In the temporary base of the superheroes, Batman, who was staring at the signal on the screen, suddenly trembled with his fingertips. Superman did not miss this small detail. He looked at Batman with concern and asked, “What’s wrong? Are you tired?”

Wonder Woman was about to say “He won’t be tired”, but she saw a kind of chilling coldness from the little face that was revealed under Batman’s mask. This was obviously not because of the data on the screen that had not changed for a long time.

"What's the problem?" Wonder Woman stepped forward quickly and asked seriously, "Have you thought of any information about Darkseid?"

"No." Batman slowly uttered a word after a minute. He took a deep breath and said, "Darkseid won't make me feel this way."

"Oh my God, we haven't left this room for almost a week." Superman sighed softly and said, "It's not that I want to complain. The alien invasion is dangerous, but when I think of so many people waiting for me to help them, I feel a little sad."

Batman was about to tell him that things have priorities. If Darkseid takes action, it will be a full-scale invasion. If he is not prepared in advance, he may not be able to resist, but the chill that just climbed into his heart let him know that the Joker must be doing evil in Gotham City again.

Batman didn't hesitate for too long whether to go back or stay. Even if he had been doing cosmic reconnaissance work for nearly a week without sleep, Batman couldn't just let the Joker make trouble. Dealing with the Joker has become his instinct engraved in his genes. No matter how many times, he will choose the Joker.

So, Batman stood up from the table and turned to Superman and said, "The Joker is making trouble in Gotham City again. I must stop him, but there can't be no one watching here."

"Do you want me to stay?" Superman hesitated. Although he really wanted to go back to Metropolis to take a look, when he thought of the tragic situation when the earth was invaded by aliens, the sense of responsibility on his shoulders made him nod and say, "Okay, go ahead. We are watching here. We promise to contact you immediately if we find anything."

"I will remotely monitor the abnormality of the data signal, and it won't take too long." Batman left with just this sentence.

"Wait." Superman called him, grabbed his arm and said, "I'll give you a ride."

"If I'm not mistaken, the hero named Batman who manages this city should not be in the city now." Reed in front of the screen looked at the city flying next to the sky fortress and speculated: "Otherwise, this control freak who printed his logo everywhere would have intervened long ago."

"I'm also curious about where he is now." Stark frowned, but soon, his eyebrows stretched as much as possible, revealing a funny expression, and said in a sarcastic tone: "I'm more curious about how angry he will be when he comes back and sees his home flying into the sky."

"It sounds like you know him better than us."

"A little more than you know." Stark smiled and said, "I can feel that he is indeed a control freak, so when he comes back and sees the city like this, he will definitely be crazy."

When Superman and Batman landed at the empty entrance to Gotham, Batman was indeed shocked.

During this period, the three future Justice League leaders have been in seclusion monitoring cosmic signals and collecting intelligence on Darkseid. They don't even have time to read the news, so the three of them don't know that Gotham has gone to space. In this situation, such a large piece of land has become an empty space, which is even more shocking.

After the initial shock, Batman was filled with rage. Even if a strange superhero broke into Gotham, Batman would be very unhappy, not to mention that his house has disappeared now.

Is this the big fuss that the Joker made? Batman gritted his teeth and thought that this time he must lock him up in the deepest and most hidden cave in the Batcave!

But the most urgent question to be solved is, where did Gotham go? Batman looked at the traces on the ground and speculated a little, and then thought of Gotham's whereabouts.

He pressed the mask lightly, then looked up at the sky through the bat telescope attached to the eye hole of the mask.

The next second, the corners of his mouth, which were tight due to anger, relaxed - he saw Gotham, and more importantly, he saw the huge bat pattern on the Gotham flag fluttering in the wind on the tallest building in Gotham.