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Chapter 35: Laughing wildly? (Ch 828394592)

Chapter 35: Laughing wildly?

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Batman didn’t answer, but stood in front of them, looking down on them, like a ghostly sculpture standing silently in a rainy night.
But when they thought Batman would not speak, he suddenly spoke:
“You are a person without experience, Lucian. How can you be sure that you are a time traveler?”
Generally speaking, normal people believe that their amnesia is due to illness or accident, and that being penniless is due to theft or robbery.
Lucien was stunned.
This was a question he had not thought about.
From the moment he opened his eyes on the balcony, he instinctively thought that he was a time traveler.
“I know! I know!” The Joker laughed, “He is an immortal! Every time he dies, his memory is erased! … His experience will become silent and transformed into instinct.”
“What a good setting! If I were a creator, I would just copy it.” Lucian sneered before answering Batman’s question: “The truth is – I don’t know either.”
“This is also instinct.” Batman observed his conflicting expression: “I understand.”
Lucien felt a slight stinging pain, as if he had been injected with something, and soon his consciousness became unclear.
Anyone who has been in a coma knows that the first sense to react before losing consciousness is hearing.
The eardrums swelled as if they were submerged in water, and the sounds were distant and indistinct.
Next, the vision disappears, just like a camera gradually changes from being focused to being defocused, and the surroundings become difficult to see clearly.
Lucian went through the same process.
But before his hearing disappeared, he heard a shrill, hissing laugh, and before his vision blurred, he saw the grin on the stone-like man’s face.

!
It’s like a sudden blessing that comes to your mind in a flash.
Lucien responded.
He is laughing maniacally, he is not Batman at all.
His goal was to have the Joker take over the body… perhaps as revenge on the madman – to keep him trapped in an undead body and torture him to his heart’s content.
Lucien didn’t want to just faint like this. He felt a little desperate, realizing his trust in memory, his reliance on “immortality”, his blindness to Batman, his laziness towards the external environment… He was belatedly aware of his anger and resentment.
But as the Batman Who Laughs gradually blurred in front of him, Lucien had a strange feeling.
Negative emotions seemed to be floating in the air, and he suddenly couldn’t even empathize with his own sorrow.
Lucien began to wonder how he would torture the Joker, how the Earth would end in his hands, and whether he would really be saved.
He no longer cared about his predicament, and no longer had any regrets or resentments.
Of course, Lucian wasn’t a masochist, he didn’t want to be tortured, and he wasn’t just curious. He was just curious…
Of course, this kind of mentality should not appear in this situation.
He should be crazy, angry, hysterical, and then followed by fear, resentment, or even worse, paralyzed, with a blank mind or something like that.
But, no.
He’s just curious.
Very curious.
This curiosity was like a hundred claws scratching his heart, starting from his throat and eyes, causing Lucian to want to say something, but he didn’t necessarily have to say it.
Even if you open your mouth and make some sound, it would be fine.
Lucien kept coughing like an asthma patient, but this could not suppress the itchiness in his throat.
To put it more bluntly, instead of coughing, he wanted to… laugh.
But until the visitor from another world fell into a deep sleep against his will, he did not laugh out loud as he wished.
The muscles on the body that was gradually losing consciousness gradually relaxed, but the corners of the lips were strangely raised high.
——
“I’m afraid we won’t be able to get help.” Batgirl’s face appeared on the Batcomputer and said to Dick, who looked a little embarrassed.
“Why do you say that? Is there no way to contact other universes?”
“Actually, we can.” Batgirl clicked on some video materials, which were also projected onto the Batcomputer.
The first one is a blue planet.
“This is the first universe we were able to connect to, and we found that it was a completely submerged Earth, with no signs of life observed.”
The second one is a pervert in tights with an owl as his logo.
“This is the second one. In this Earth, Bruce died in childhood, and his brother Thomas took over Batman’s position as Night Owl… but it seems that he was in the role of a super villain. Out of caution, we gave up contact.”
The third one is a monster similar to Doomsday, but more hideous.
“This is a world where Batman exists entirely in Doomsday form, and when we find him… he’s attacking his own planet.”
Then it’s pretty much the same story, either something’s wrong with the Earth, or something’s wrong with Batman.
“Does that mean we are the only normal one in the observable universe?”
“I’m sorry, Nightwing, but I’m afraid it is.”
“Oh my god…” But Dick still had a little hope: “What about the main universe? There won’t be such problems in the main universe.”
“But we can’t contact them anyway.” Batgirl looked regretful: “I’m afraid we really have to rely on ourselves.”
“…Okay, okay.” After Dick digested it for a while, he pushed with both hands, and the Batchair slid out. There were Tim who was using the Batcomputer to analyze data and adjust city resources, and Jason who was wiping his helmet.
“We need a meeting.”
Nightwing, Red Hood, and Red Robin formed a triangle around the table.
Nightwing said: “Bruce may use the key to monitor the electronic equipment in the Batcave. For the sake of insurance, I changed all the keys, but still in order to prevent loopholes, Batgirl will not attend this meeting.”
“We need to analyse the current situation… To be honest, I feel like this all happened too suddenly, which made our response very hasty… A meeting is essential.”
“I will then present the crisis we are facing, possible helpers, and some ideas… I need you to provide additional explanations, and then we will come up with a plan.”
Red Robin and Red Hood agreed with silence.
So Nightwing continued:
“The most important thing is Batman. His health is still in doubt, and now he has disappeared from our sight. I think the most important thing is to get rid of him first – at least to catch him back.”
Red Hood, who was at the scene and saw Superman taking Batman away, said: “Superman can’t help us, maybe the two of them are in the same group now… We have to find the remaining five members of the Justice League… We should have gone to find them a long time ago, why didn’t anyone bring it up before?”
Or is it the feeling of Gotham people taking care of Gotham affairs that’s at work?


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Laughing American comics, I am becoming more and more like a clown

Laughing American comics, I am becoming more and more like a clown

狂笑美漫,我越来越像小丑了
Status: Ongoing Type: Released: 2025 Native Language: chinesse
Finally one day. Lucian came to a world without superheroes, superheroes, Batman, or Joker. He was bored and repeated the life of an ordinary person. He was depressed, exhausted, and extremely bored. Until one day, he peeked through the cracks in the window and saw Gotham where Batman was flying. So he washed off his hair that was dyed black by disposable hair dye, took off his warm and soft brown contact lenses, and finished a whole bottle of brain nerve suppressant drugs that were no longer useful. ... Then he stood in the spotlight, looked at the new Batman with a touching and nostalgic look, and laughed for the first time.

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