Chapter 1940: U: Beyond the Great Event (29)
On the brightly lit stage, the molecular man Owen finally had room to play, he waved the microphone, and after the passionate cheers, several lights instantly lit up on the seat, indicating that this time there was finally enough number of onlookers to enter the spectator hall.
Under the light, the various onlookers had different expressions.
Standing at the very edge was an extremely burly figure, dressed in a silver-white bodysuit, with a bright red "S" letter on his chest, his expression slightly gloomy and indifferent, but the face was the most familiar Clark Kent.
Lord Superman, a superman who truly ruled the earth with tyranny and hegemony, comes from Earth 50 and has established a complete system of extreme centralization led by the Superman Lord on his planet.
In the second ray of light, a figure in a red suit, a green tie, and Erlang's legs sitting on a chair stared at Owen on the stage with a little impatience, his eyes were deeply sunk in the sockets of blue oil paint, and his eyes were dark.
Arthur the Clown, from Joker, is a comedian who has suffered several times, thin, old, and neurotic, and this is a very different kind of clown.
In the third light stood young Bruce Wayne, with the same blue eyes as all Batmans, but when he saw Schiller's figure on the huge screen in the foreground, his eyes were slightly stunned.
Batman, from a universe where Batman's biggest role is to stand guard on the roof of the building as a tourist attraction, and it is in the process of standing guard that he came here, which is also a very different Batman.
The figure in the fourth light was dressed in a red and blue uniform, and the spider pattern on his chest was even clearer under the light.
Spider-Man, who comes from a universe that he doesn't know but which universe is similar anyway, looked confused at this time, as if he didn't actually offer to be a bystander, but was suddenly caught, and he didn't understand where the tense atmosphere came from when the other people looked at each other.
The figure in the fifth light was dressed in a trench coat, and the cigarette in his hand was curling with smoke, and he coughed incessantly, as if he was about to cough out his few internal organs.
Konstantin, still from the universe that I don't know but which universe is similar anyway, it's not that he doesn't know how to look at the atmosphere, but he doesn't bother to care about what these crazy Yankees are thinking, he wanders around the world and only cares about smoking.
And the smoke attracted the attention of two people, the lord Superman looked at him with cold eyes, but Arthur the clown seemed to be interested in the cigarette in his hand, his tongue moved in his mouth, swallowing not much saliva.
"Ahem!" Host Owen coughed twice, waved his hands and shouted, "Listen to me, listen to me, well, first of all, congratulations to you for triggering the hidden spectator mechanism!" β
"As long as there are five people watching a game at the same time, you can enter the special spectator hall to communicate with other spectators, and you are the first spectators to come here."
"Wow, that's great!" Spider-Man shouted with great cheer.
The other four were as quiet as dead.
Spider-Man also quieted down, and Owen coughed a little embarrassed twice and said, "You're still lucky, aren't you going to applaud yourself?" β
Still nothing happens.
Owen was just about to continue speaking, but Lord Superman threw out a sentence loudly: "Get to the point, or your brain will be reduced to ashes in three seconds." β
"No, no, no, no!" Owen shouted a series of "no", retracted a little, and said, "I know you've burned a lot of people's brains, but mine has to be left to me, and I still have to preside." β
"Take back the heat from your eyes!" Owen screamed.
"Clark." Bruce spoke up.
Lord Superman turned his head abruptly to look at Bruce, and there was a moment of trance when he saw his young face.
Owen took the opportunity to start reading out the rules: "You all know the rules that require a little points to enter the spectators, right?" In fact, the purpose is to allow you to have sufficient gambling funds. β
"In spectator mode, when I suggest that you can bet, you can use your points to bet on the performance of the duelists in the game, or the outcome of certain rounds."
"For the sake of fairness, the camera angle of the spectators will be 360 degrees unobstructed, there will be absolutely no concealment, bystanders can communicate with each other, but they can't interfere with other people's bets, I'm talking about physical interference, heat rays, hits and other things are absolutely not allowed."
Lord Superman was silent and didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard, but the expression on his face was obvious, "Even if you say so, I'll still burn the brain of a lucky one depending on the situation."
Owen lowered his arm a little helplessly and said, "You can't fight here, otherwise you can try, you can't hurt anyone." β
"Go on." Bruce spoke up.
"Well, since you were the first guests here, I can give you a privilege." Owen snapped his fingers and said, "How about your first bet that you don't lose points even if you don't win?" Isn't it great? Just take a bold bet. β
"Wait." Spider-Man suddenly raised an arm and asked, "How do you calculate the odds?" How to cash out? β
"The odds will be announced when the betting timing is announced, and the cash is of course cashed on the spot, but be careful, the points can be deducted as negative, if you don't make up for it within three days, you will be unlucky."
"It's a black village again." Konstantin took a cigarette in his mouth and said in a hoarse and slurred voice: "When we find out that we are in debt, you will kindly offer us usury, ......"
"Whatever you want." Owen shrugged his shoulders and said, "As long as you can hold back and not make a move." β
"Let's take a look at the game." Owen took a few steps back to the side, but even if he didn't, he looked very small in front of the huge screen.
I don't know what technology is used, this screen actually has a three-dimensional feeling, the camera stopped in front of the stop sign, and the first shell bat to come out seemed to really walk into the screening hall.
"Batman ......" Lord Superman narrowed his eyes slightly.
And then there's the second Batman.
Lord Superman's eyes widened slightly.
And then Natasha and Schiller.
Bruce found out that Schiller was not wearing glasses, and Bruce sighed, not knowing who he was mourning for.
Spider-Man let out a slightly confused sound, but it quickly fell silent again.
When the first multiple-choice question about humanity was placed in front of them, Arthur the Clown let out an incomprehensible laugh when he saw the two options.
And when he saw the four of them going farther and farther on the pessimistic road, his expression darkened again, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and he muttered a few words in his mouth, but no one heard clearly.
"This is not pessimistic." Lord Superman crossed his arms and said, "Human nature is so fragile, more cowardly than animals, but more complex than animals, they need boundaries, not freedom." β
Spider-Man widened his spider compound eyes slightly, and looked at Lord Superman in disbelief, Constantine took a puff of cigarette and said, "What they need is to let themselves go and then self-destruct, only fools think of doing something to save everyone." β
As if not seeing the heat-ray menace cast by Lord Superman, Konstantin pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and tossed the lighter in the cigarette pack to Arthur.
Arthur pulled out a cigarette with a little trembling with his dry fingers, shrugged his shoulders to protect the fire and lit it, took a sharp puff, and raised his head to spit out a pillar of smoke.
"Thanks, I thought I'd be here for silence until it's over."
Arthur held the cigarette between his two fingers, first put the cigarette and the lighter on the table in front of him, and began to grope around his body again, suddenly let out a scream, and then felt a crumpled flower from the breast pocket of the red suit.
He twisted the flower with his thin fingers, inserted it into the cigarette package, then threw the cigarette case back and grinned at Konstantin.
Arthur sniffed and looked up at the screen again, the four people on the screen had already made the second choice, which was simply to speed up on the path of tragedy.
"They're realistic." Arthur put the palm of the hand holding the cigarette upwards, waved it outward, and said, "Usually, people with money or status like them are like you, and you are very naΓ―ve. β
"You're going to think, oh, humanity is good, because you're sitting in your luxury car, and you're passing by the well-groomed roadside bushes and you're seeing a flower, and that's how beautiful and alive your world is today."
"Talk!" Arthur sniffed again, the muscles in his neck twitched, he curled up and smoked, and said, "The media is full of these things, and I understand that it's useless to destroy those flowers, I've tried, but it didn't work." β
"And what did you do?" Bruce asked, curious.
Arthur turned his head, tucked his chin away, poked his eyes out of his sockets and looked at Bruce and said, "I'm going to blow up the car and show them what they don't care about in a world where they don't have the leisure to go to the flowers." β
"Where did you get the bomb?" Bruce asked again.
Arthur tilted his head back and said, "That's not a question you should ask. β
Lord Superman watched in silence, his gaze lingering on Bruce's face for a long time, as if he wanted to dip a heat ray into his head to see what he was thinking.
A Batman with no hatred for the Joker?
Lord Superman didn't know what he was remembering at this moment, but he knew it didn't make sense, so he turned his head to look at the screen.
ββ¦β¦ If you refuse to answer my question, I will pull the cage up one meter, and when the Q&A is over, the cage will fall to the ground. β
As soon as the rules were read out, Spider-Man let out an exclamation, "God, did you hear what he just said?" They took some innocent passers-by from our universe and used them for this cruel experiment, oh my God!! β
Except for Konstantin frowning slightly, the others did not react, but Lord Superman immediately frowned and looked at Bruce, his eyes carefully examined his face, almost every inch of muscle folds, but did not see the slightest anger.
At the moment when everyone was confused, screams broke out in the gladiatorial arena.
"Let me out, let me out, where is this? Am I dreaming?!!! β
"Damn it, you kidnappers, I'm going to call the police, I'm going to make you look good!!"
"Help, help, help!!"