Chapter 92: Killing the Clown Gang (Customized Version for This World) (Ch 833722795)

Lucien lit a cigarette for himself, and the smoke rose up and merged with the morning mist.
No one responded to him.
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Most of the time, Lucien didn’t know what he was thinking or what his purpose was. He just went with the flow and prepared his actions according to what “a good person would do.”
This was inevitable. Having no desire meant it was difficult for him to have his own goals. He was like a sucker fish, clinging tightly to large fish and following them.
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Even if I can’t see the sun, I still know it is there.
And knowing that there is the sun – isn’t that the whole meaning of life?
—Draft of Fyodor Dostoyevsky’s The Brothers Karamazov
“After months of rain… the atmosphere began to gather over Gotham. Do you think this is scientific?”
Lucian curled up in an ergonomic chair, with the weather conditions of Gotham scrolling on the split screen of the Batcomputer.
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This is of course unscientific, but this is DC studies, dark multiverse studies, and Gotham studies.
——The fall of the hero also means a change in the weather. Lucian still remembers his surprise when he saw the sunshine when he first came here.
“This means the plan was successful and Batman has successfully turned evil,” said Batman.
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In the positive direction, there is a weird universe called Night Owl, where not a single superhero OOC has turned into a dark multiverse… For the more resilient positive direction, superheroes are important, but not everything.
To the fragile dark multiverse, superheroes are everything.
“This reminds me of the classic proposition – does the times create heroes or does the hero create the times: mustache and Germany, Napoleon and France, Steve Jobs and Apple… But the graphic impression and written answer tell me that, at least in the story of Batman, the hero creates the times.”
Placed on the platform, the bat mask with pointed ears was dark like a whirlpool.
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The world recognized Lucian’s identity as Batman, and also recognized Batman’s fall.
Then things started to develop in an unexpected direction.
The people have launched a riot… against the bourgeoisie – much like Killing the Clowns, but much more realistic and impulsive.
Just like what Bruce once said – he wanted to create a sense of distrust between the rich and the poor, to provoke conflicts, to add fuel to the fire, and to destroy before there can be construction.
Obviously, this contradiction broke out under the stimulation of darkness before the universe returned to normal.
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“This is why I didn’t think highly of you in the first place.” Lucian sat next to the dripping stone beast, looking into the distance at the crowd gathered together and making loud noises.
“This isn’t the first time I’ve seen this… There’s a saying: Among the angry messengers of justice, if you dare to have a trace of skepticism and rationality, you will be treated as a criminal… It’s easy to be the black goat, to be the first initiator, but it’s too difficult to control every move of the flock.”
What’s different from killing the Jokers is that what they burned was not the Constitution, but Adam Smith’s The Wealth of Nations, Milton Friedman’s Capitalism and Freedom, Ludwig von Mises’ Bureaucracy: The Anti-Capitalist Mentality, Victoria Grazia’s Irresistible Empire: The American Expansion into Twentieth-Century Europe… What they burned was praise for capitalists.
“This is so exciting.” Lucian couldn’t help but sigh: “If you participate, you will betray your class. I know you don’t care about this… but they care. Your existence itself shows your class.”
“And if you leave, you will betray justice… They will treat you as an enemy and burn you together.”
The Joker’s eyes look through the bat mask at the riot in Gotham.
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Batman talked a lot, Batman said nothing.
Lucian didn’t necessarily need a response, and after searching for several times, he finally found something unusual – a short figure holding a flag.
Oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot.
The future gangster emperor penguin.
“Why is Oswald included? Isn’t it a bit unethical for him to participate in a parade of this significance?”
The Penguin is one of the few chaotic neutral people in Gotham during the Mad Age, who is wholeheartedly devoted to building up his power and trying to get rich… He is not mentally ill, will not backstab his teammates for no reason, and maintains a certain order – even Batman, who can kill people in the positive universe, will let him go most of the time.
If you don’t let go, it will basically turn into dark pluralism.
…Therefore, Lucien was confused, but he also understood one thing – whenever super-antis were involved, no matter what happened, it would not be as simple as it appeared.
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The crowd did not storm the courthouse or police station, nor did they demonstrate in front of the famous aristocratic manor.
Amid the noise, they marched in an orderly manner to the commercial district with the heaviest traffic and sat there in silence.
“There must be someone behind this.” Lucian, who was following closely, couldn’t help but say, “This parade is not a one-off… The purpose is real. They really want to do this, not just pretending.”
…This is the proper procedure for demonstration and parade. Killing the Joker Gang is abnormal.
But in Gotham, on the contrary, this kind of peace, silence and order is abnormal.
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“Wealth is unfair, fight to the end!”
“Fight for survival, fight for dignity!”
“Our wealth!!”
They shouted slogans over and over again, and wrote their ideology with ink on the white cloth they held high. The sound of the cloth rustling in the night wind was like the sail of a ship sailing far away.
Lucien watched quietly, and was suddenly touched: “I have heard some doctrines. They say… this is the most thorough way to save Gotham.”
“them?”
“They are readers, just outsiders… What do you think?” Lucian asked: “If this world becomes positive and there is no crisis of Barbatos… How will you save Gotham?”
Bruce was also watching: “…I have the same idea as the outsider you mentioned.”
“I really think this will end up in a war… Either the country will be destroyed or you will be destroyed.”
“I know,” Bruce said. “I’ve been to Russia. I know.”
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Lucien wanted to see Bruce’s face and was curious about his expression, but unfortunately, this wish could not be fulfilled.
“Hurry up… We have to return to the positive universe before they decide the winner…”
They left here.
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“There has been no progress in the study of parallel universes, either on the scientific or emotional spectrum.”
But the cursor on the Batcomputer kept moving, and the map of Central City was gradually zooming in, from a bird’s-eye view to the police station, and then to the crime research laboratory inside… and finally aimed at the fair-skinned boy with little stubble.