Chapter 296: Arkham Asylum (Revised, I'll see it tomorrow, I swear it's the last time)
Hearing this, Cornell nodded and smiled, "Is that so?" β
"It sounds like Gotham is really good, and I kind of want to live in Gotham."
"Mr. Clown, maybe your words have a point, but I still can't accept your change, your change is disrespectful to the city."
"Oh? What do you mean? The clown Zhou Ran raised his eyebrows and asked a little puzzled.
"Phew......" Cornell stepped on the accelerator hard and said, "Mr. Clown, please wait for a while, you will know in a moment." β
"The end is almost here, and there's a surprise I've got for you......"
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Half an hour later.
Cornell stopped the car and turned his head sideways, he looked at the clown's confused eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Mr. Clown, we are about to reach our destination, the car in front of us is not easy to drive, we need to go down for a while." β
The clown shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Okay, I want to see, Cornell, what kind of surprise you have prepared for me today......"
While talking, the two had already gotten out of the car.
Cornell led the way in front, and Zhou Ran the Clown followed behind.
This section of the road is rough, potholed, and muddy.
It's hard to imagine that there will be such a broken road in New York.
As he walked, the clown joked, "Tut-tut, how can an international metropolis like New York have such a garbage section?" β
"Cornell, it gives me an incredible feeling...... You know, there's no such road in the poorest places in Gotham. β
Cornell smiled and explained, "It used to be a thriving place, but because of some political struggles, the area was put on hold and no longer bustling. β
"As a result, it has become a suburb, and there are fewer and fewer people. When I was a kid, it wasn't what it is now. β
"At that time, my grandfather opened a hospital here, and by the time it reached my father, the hospital had become the most well-known hospital in New York......
"By the time it came to me, it was the most well-known hospital in the United States...... But because of that political struggle, there was a massive loss of population here, and it was no longer suitable to continue to open hospitals. β
"I moved out of here twenty years ago...... Since then, it has been completely abandoned. β
"They say the worst part of New York is Hell's Kitchen, but that's not the case...... Because some places are not even as good as Hell's Kitchen......"
"Mr. Clown, the outcome of a fight among politicians determines the prosperity and decline of a place."
The clown Zhou Ran smiled and said, "Indeed, so I hate those who are in high positions, they are always self-righteous, they think that everything I do is to gain money or status. β
"Actually, they don't understand me at all, they only impose their ideas on me, and they only analyze me with their intrigues......"
"They're really stupid......"
Cornell nodded, "It's true that they don't know what we think, and they never ask us what we think......"
"They have always been pretentious, thinking that they are the ones who rule the world, but in reality no one can dominate the world."
"The world never stops because of our will, we are insignificant, we are small."
"Anyone who tries to control the world will ask for their own misery and end up in a miserable end, except for Mr. Clown, of course......"
"Hahaha......" The clown Zhou Ran raised his eyebrows, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Cornell, I like your praise very much, but you are wrong, I can't control the world yet......"
"I'm on an equal footing with this world at most, and there's only one person who can really surpass this world, and that's Jake! Nothing else! β
"By the way, Cornell, don't sell it, what the hell do you want me to see? I still haven't figured out what to see here, so don't waste my time......"
Hearing this, Cornell smiled and said, "Mr. Clown, don't worry, this is definitely a surprise for you...... A surprise you can't refuse......"
The clown shrugged his shoulders and said, "I hope so, Cornell, you know my ...... If you can't surprise me, then I'll let you know what a real surprise is......"
The two walked along the rough road for a while, and finally arrived at their destination.
Cornell twisted his neck, pointed to the building in front of him, and asked with a smile, "How's it going?" Mr. Clown, is there enough of a surprise? β
The clown looked at Cornell's finger along the liner, and his expression gradually changed, from calm to excited, and the corners of his mouth were filled with an incomparably sunny smile.
The sky dawned in New York, and a golden light shone from afar, shining on the huge building in front of it.
Sunlight is a symbol of warmth, but it doesn't seem warm at the moment.
It makes the building in front of it even more oppressive and cold.
Like a terrible monster lurking in the dark.
Six messy characters poured into the clown Zhou Ran's eyes.
γArkham Asylumγ
Clown Zhou Ran has never been happier than at this moment.
He looked at the [Arkham Asylum] in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.
How long had it been since he had seen the six big words of Arkham Asylum?
Ten years?
There should be.
Since coming into this world.
He missed Gotham immensely.
He missed the bat so much.
He missed Arkham Asylum immensely.
He misses everything there, he misses everything there.
Seeing familiar things again, the clown was extremely happy, and this happiness was indescribable.
He smiled, tilted his head slightly, looked at Cornell, and said, "Although I have known the news that Arkham Asylum is being built through Jake's memory, I am still extremely happy when it really appears in front of me. β
"I can't hold back my beating heart...... Cornell, I'm really happy, thank you ......"
Hearing this, Cornell waved his hand and said, "Mr. Clown, why do you and I have to say thank you?" β
"You've shown me the real side of the world, and I've learned a lot from spending a short time with you."
"From you, I have gained a lot of knowledge, a lot of knowledge that I would never have come into contact with."
"It's just that building this Arkham Asylum is far from repaying you for your kindness to me."
The clown Zhou Ran raised his eyebrows and asked very curiously, "Cornell, how did you do it?" β
"The construction of Arkham Asylum did not perfectly reproduce the scene I remembered, but the similarity reached seventy percent ......"
"Cornell, it's not an easy thing to do, it's hard to do."
Hearing this, Cornell nodded lightly and replied with a smile: "Mr. Clown, don't forget my old profession, I am a psychiatrist. β
"The duty of a psychiatrist is to spy on the patient's psychology, and a person's psychology will always reflect the things he likes, such as: architectural style, color, flowers and plants, ......"
"Although Mr. Clown's psychology is difficult to figure out and analyze, there are still some fragments that can be obtained from the words you have revealed."
"If you put these pieces together, you will naturally get some drawings, and it will be much easier to complete the style of Arkham Asylum based on the drawings."
"Cornell, you're really powerful...... clown Zhou Ran shrugged his shoulders and said slowly: "At least among the psychiatrists I know, you can definitely be in the top three." β
"According to some of my words, the construction of Arkham Asylum can be completed, which is a very large amount of work, and it is not a simple matter."
"After all, my words are so weird, and I don't know what I'm saying. And the words that have been said are also difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and even I don't know which sentence is true? Which statement is false? β
Hearing this, Cornell shook his head and said very humbly: "Mr. Clown has praised it falsely, this matter is not more about my talent, but my luck. β
"I can speculate all this because I've been dealing with mentally ill people all my life, and I know what mentally ill people think."
"For example, the worst thing about being mentally ill is pretending that you are not sick."
"It's because of decades of experience in therapy that I've been able to reach some consensus with Mr. Joker."
"It's really rare!" After hearing this, the clown Zhou Ran smiled and said, "Cornell, you are really a good doctor!" β
"How's your eyes now?"
"There are no suitable eyes, I can get a pair for you. After all, there are so few people as knowledgeable and interesting as you! β
"By the way, Cornell, did you find the man who blinded you? I can help you, kill him, kill him brutally......"
The clown Zhou Ran's voice was very low, his tone was very cold, and he was full of an incomparably endless chill.
When Cornell heard this, his eyes lit up with a cloudy light, shook his head, and said, "Mr. Clown, don't bother, these electronic eyes are actually quite good, they have met my basic needs." β
"Besides, I don't need to look for the person who made me blind."
"Oh, why?" Clown Zhou Ran's eyes flashed with a strange light.
"How so?" Cornell frowned and said, "Actually, I should thank him for blinding me." β
"If he hadn't blinded me, I probably would never have been as profound as I am today."
"I remember before I lost my sight, I was very proud, very prodigal, I was not at peace at all, and I never understood the world."
"But after losing my sight, everything changed."
Cornell paused and continued, "The loss of my eyes may seem sad, but it actually makes my soul more comfortable and my whole being more transparent. β
"I know I like darkness more than light...... Darkness makes me happy, darkness gives me strength, and I love to be in the dark. β
"Mr. Clown, maybe the world I see now is the real world."
Cornell's expression was neither sad nor joyful, and his voice was calm and powerful at the same time.
His words were full of thought-provoking philosophies, and there was a strange and inexplicable aura all over his body.
He just stood there, and even if he didn't have that great power, he could still intimidate many people.
Seeing this, the clown Zhou Ran nodded lightly and said, "Cornell, I like you with this kind of posture, you remind me of a lot of 'old friends'." β
"They don't have great strength or strange abilities, but they have made a name for themselves in Gotham with their beliefs, which is deeply terrifying......"
"There is no one who is not afraid of them, and there is no one who does not worship them......"
"I see in you the kind of qualities that are similar to them, and I see their shadows."
"Cornell, I've always wondered why you're getting better with me...... Doctors and patients are never good friends. β
"Both are inherently enemies, and only one survives. Either the doctor wins, or the patient wins. β
"Obviously we didn't win, you weren't assimilated by me to become my believers, and I wasn't wiped out by you."
When Cornell heard this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He felt in his pocket, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it.
He replied, "Mr. Clown, you are right, doctors and patients are natural enemies. β
"At first, I did see you as an enemy. But then when I lost my sight, it dawned on me that maybe we weren't enemies. β
"At the very least, we have the same attitude towards certain things."
"Oh, the same?" The clown Zhou Ran blinked.
"That's right, that's why I approve of you." Cornell nodded and said, "When I melted into the darkness, I suddenly had an idea. β
"The world doesn't really mean anything to us, it's false in nature."
"Each and every one of us is so filled with this falsehood that we can't find the meaning of existence at all."
"So how can it exist? Only killing and destruction can make us feel real......"
"When you are entangled in a dark forest, the only reality you can feel now is hunting."
"You need to be a hunter and pierce the blade in your hand into the heart of your prey...... When blood is splattered on your face, when your lips and tongue taste the taste of blood, this is the time of the world, it is the real ......"
"Mr. Clown, if I'm not mistaken, all the killings you did before were to verify that you are real and that the world is real...... I'm right......"
"And now you don't do those inhumane killings because you accept the world, you think the world is real......"
"When you know the truth, your random killing naturally becomes meaningless, so you stop being rigorous, you start to have fun with yourself, you start to do whatever you want, and you start to really relax......"
"Yes, that's right, it must be like this......"
"Mr. Clown, that's what the two of us have in common and why I like you more and more......"
Cornell cracked his mouth open and revealed an indescribable smile.
His voice was very low and terrifying, like a demon in hell.