Chapter 52 This is the plan, this is the plan, this is also the plan (Ch 830192433)

“So this nuclear explosion is also part of your plan?”
This time it was Batman who answered his question: “High concentrations of radioactive dust can weaken dark energy.”
In the Dark Metal comics, Radiation is able to resonate with the Tenth Metal, which repairs and creates the universe.
But Lucian still thought it was crazy that a nuclear explosion could save the world.
“Then why not set the battlefield in Fukushima, Japan?” Lucian thought for a while:
“Or Sellafield, England?”
There was no need for an answer after asking. He quickly nodded in understanding: “I understand, I understand. Either we create a few more radiation sites to stabilize the universe, or it’s too late.”
“Speaking of which… where are we going?” Lucian said jokingly, “I don’t know the topography of Gotham. I wouldn’t know if you took me to Wayne Manor.”
“By the way, the Riddler took advantage of my lack of knowledge of the road and led me to Arkham Asylum.”
After Batman and the Joker reappeared in Lucian’s consciousness, he relaxed a lot. Not only did he stop smoking, but he also became a bit chatty and said to the Joker:
“That jerk Riddler actually framed you. He said you were a pervert and broke his arms and legs.”
“Hey, kid, he certainly didn’t tell you that I broke his life value device.” The clown laughed softly and joked in cooperation.
But Lucien narrowed his eyes and said, “Did you really do this?”
His original theory was that Joker had traveled through time to the horrific crimes he had committed in the past… Such a ritualistic and anti-death method really didn’t seem like the work of the Joker.
But now it seems…
This means that there is another culprit behind the series of abnormal and unreasonable events that happened to -22 before the birth of Mad Laughter.
…
Lucien thought about the deaths of those people the Riddler had described.
Deathstroke died from blood being drained, Catwoman died from excessive blood loss, Killer Croc died from leeches sucking blood…
Why is it all blood?
Blood Cult?
…
The Joker said in a persuasive tone: “You know, we…already have a plan.”
Lucian: “…”
He felt a sense of suffocation as if he couldn’t swallow or exhale.
So he changed the subject: “So the price of your plan is Zatanna’s death, the birth of the Superman Who Laughs, Damian’s betrayal, Gotham’s economic blockade and nuclear explosion, and those superheroes whose whereabouts are unknown and whose life or death is unknown?”
“This is just the necessary price.” The clown tilted his head slightly, not thinking there was anything wrong with it: “Besides, how do you know this is the price?”
Could it be that these are all hallucinations?
Or is -22 going to be restarted?
Lucien interrupted his instinct to think along the lines of the clown’s words. He felt that he would be deceived if he continued to think about it.
…
Arkham was surprisingly flat after the nuclear explosion, with only some black objects that were hard to tell what they were piled up like water.
They did not go far away from Arkham, and Batman led them to the De Angelo Wastewater Treatment Plant.
This is the closest business or building to Arkham Asylum, and the only other factory on the island besides Arkham Asylum.
The liquid in the original huge reservoir had long since evaporated, and even the suspicious hair and bloodstains hanging on the pool wall had disappeared. What was left here was almost the same as in Arkham.
“Is there anything special here?” Lucian didn’t understand, so he asked.
“Nothing special here.” The Joker replied.
“That?”
“This is just stalling for time, dear.” The clown laughed again: “Our smart children are still too easy to trust others.”
Batman turned his head and looked at him through his goggles. “I need your body.”
“so?”
“So there’s no use refusing, dear.” The Joker walked back into Lucien’s body, controlling him to hug Batman.
Batman did not refuse, and together they took control of Lucien’s body.
“Your inference is correct. As the number of deaths increases, the control you have over your body becomes less… Let me count how many times you have died so far.” The clown counted on his fingers seriously.
“But if you tell me directly I won’t refuse…” Lucien still didn’t understand.
“Oh, of course you can, kid, but then we won’t be able to see your look of shock and disbelief… this is the most delicious appetizer.”
The clown dog couldn’t speak human language, so Batman explained in a quiet and low voice:
“We need to minimize your presence to prevent you from making mistakes due to fear or instinct.” He paused: “I’m sorry for this.”
?
Lucien laughed and said to the Joker, “Did Batman ever apologize to you, Joker?”
clown:……
…
To be honest, the current situation was beyond Lucien’s expectations, but to be fair, he did not feel any resentment or unwillingness.
Maybe he’s used to being tricked by the Joker, or maybe it’s because this is Batman.
Lucian lay down and let others poke him with blind trust in the setting.
…
The Joker and Bruce Wayne are both decent people, at least more decent than Lucian. As soon as they got the body, someone tidied its clothes and brushed off the dust.
“You are such a sloppy child. You should pay attention to hygiene~”
Lucien knew that this was the clown’s dust.
He didn’t say anything either, just watched quietly as the radioactive black ash fell on his clothes like raindrops.
“Oh…” The clown stopped and said, “It seems that the clothes you are wearing today are not suitable. You should wear black.”
“Yes, not only black, I should also wear a helmet with two pointy ears, a black cape hanging behind me, and then put on makeup… put powder on my face, black paint around my eyes, red paint on my lips, take off my colored contact lenses, and wash off my hair dye…”
Lucien sneered: “I should have worn clown makeup and a bat costume!”
The Joker agrees: “This is the coolest outfit I can think of… Remember the one I wore when I took you out of the Batcave? You should have worn that.”
“But before now, how could I know that my clown mother would be resurrected?” Lucian’s voice choked: “I was even sad for quite a few days because of his death.”
“Oh… my poor child.” The clown was moved: “I should have told you a white lie before I left.”
…
If someone saw Lucian from a third-person perspective now, they would have no doubt that he was the psychopath on the run from Arkham.
He was talking to himself, his voice was sometimes loud, sometimes soft, sometimes sad, sometimes calm, his eyes were wandering, sometimes he looked down, sometimes he looked straight ahead, and sometimes he looked up.
The most abrupt thing is that no matter how jumpy and outrageous the upper body is, the legs and feet always move quickly, rhythmically and with a clear goal in one direction.