All Worlds Madhouse

Well, speaking of it, you can't blame Will for yelling. After all, if a person who doesn't even know his name comes up and punches you, no matter how good-tempered he is, he won't be able to greet you with a smile.

But why wasn't Will turned into a scumbag on the spot after White Bear's punch?

This brings us back to the pit we dug last time about ‘world composition’.

A world has a frame, and the filling within the frame is composed of a variety of [elements]. The mutual constraints between them become the [rules] of this world.

This is something that all primary school students know, so I won’t go into details again.

So, is there an upper limit to the rules of the world?

Of course there is.

Take speed for example. In the world we are familiar with, the upper limit of speed is 299792458m/s, which is commonly known as the speed of light.

Well, it doesn't feel very fast. After all, the fastest airplanes now have reached 2000 meters per second, which is only, uh, 5 zeros less than the speed of light. Rounding it off, it should be about the same.

So the question is, why do we need the maximum speed?

Could it be because the God who created this universe only understands speed so much?

We have no way to verify the answer to this question, but just thinking about it seems to be able to solve many problems ambiguously.

For example, why do everything in the world, from planets as large as planets to cells as small as cells, have similar patterns? If you imagine a huge galaxy as an apple, you can clearly distinguish where the peel is and where the core is. Of course, the same idea applies to cells, molecules, and even smaller things.

I know that in the final analysis, these things can all be attached to Laoshizi's 'gravity'.

However, we might as well let go of those scientific statements and walk on the path of idealism. Could it be because the people who create these rules only design this way?

Okay, having said that, let’s return our attention to the rooftop of [Rochester State Nursing Home].

Both White Bear and Hannibal were stunned. The fist that was supposed to annihilate everything didn't seem to carry much power.

The reason is simple, because this world is a world built by [Super Brain], and the master of this world seems to be able to only accept so much power.

This is the rule of this world.

So, Will climbed up and shook his nearly dislocated jaw.

At the same time, the door to the rooftop was pushed open.

A bearded man walked onto the rooftop.

Behind him was a short, bald man, and behind him was a woman dressed in a vulgar way. There were many others, dozens of men, women, and children. One after another, they walked onto the rooftop and White bears surrounded him.

If you are a person who likes to read autobiographies of criminals, you may find that these nearly 100 people are all countless perverted murderers in various periods.

"Uh, who is this guy?" A person standing at the front asked, looking at the white bear.

Hannibal still remembers this man. His name is Henry Lee Lucas. In the last game, this guy played the role of the director of this hospital. In reality, he was a massacrer. A murderer who killed more than 400 people.

"Don't worry about it. In short, chop him up." Will said with some displeasure.

"oh"

The man simply responded. He didn't know what happened between these murderers after Hannibal left last time. In short, they seemed to have a pretty good relationship now.

Without further ado, Henry pulled out a toothed bone knife from somewhere and walked towards the white bear. The rest of the people seemed to have little interest in this scene, as if Henry was just watering the flowers, and even a few people in the back row had already turned around and gone back.

Yes, a person with bare hands, no matter how tall and powerful he looks, how can he survive under the hands of so many murderers?

"Don't struggle, it won't hurt." Henry said lightly. He had done this kind of thing countless times. With these words, he raised the knife in his hand and stabbed the white bear.

Bah

There was a sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh and blood. The knife seemed to have penetrated a little deep, making a sore sound as it scratched the bones.

John looked in disbelief at his arm that had been bent at some point, and the blade that had been inserted into his collarbone.

"What? What?" He seemed to want to say something, but before he could say a few words, Bai Xiong pulled horizontally with one hand, and the knife was pulled out of the body. Blood spurted out from the cut artery, and the entire rooftop suddenly fell. There was a scarlet rain of blood.

The expressionless face of the white bear calmly stared at the astonished murderers in the rain of blood.

The words that the carrier of [power] has been taken away from the power sounds like a "weak person". It's like the gunman has been taken away from him, the knight has no horse, and everything he depends on for survival has been taken away, then he can only become meat on the chopping board.

People who can have such an idea probably don't know that before White Bear became a carrier of power.

What kind of guy is he.

The words are divided into two parts. Due to the speed of time in the super-brain world, in the real world, only a moment has actually passed.

At the bottom of a 100-meter-deep crater, a mask lies quietly among the rubble.

A gust of hot wind blew by, and the mask moved.

Immediately, something suddenly expanded from the inside of it. It was a mass of rapidly growing flesh, like a balloon that suddenly burst and then a person burst out of thin air.

【Jason's Mask】

Ultimate skill——[Rebirth]

[While wearing the mask, if the wearer suffers force majeure and dies, as long as the body still retains the theoretical possibility of resurrection, the user can be reborn. Within one minute after rebirth, the wearer's body will quickly The reply is complete, this function can only be activated once per plane]

Old Joey stood up with difficulty. Perhaps he was a little uncomfortable with this feeling of being alive again, so he scratched his head in a daze and looked around at the deep place that could be described as "vast". Finally, he recalled what he had experienced. Then, he involuntarily took a breath of cold air.

Sudden

"Ah ah ah ah ah----"

A cry came from above him. Old Joey immediately raised his head and was about to sit down to prepare mentally for the attack.

However, he did not see the terrifying giant, but instead saw a somewhat thin figure falling straight down from the sky.

"Catch me, you silly guy" came a woman's voice.

"Uh," Old Joey groaned, as if he wanted to identify who the person who fell towards him was.

"I'm Harley Quinn!!" Quinn shouted again, because she felt that if she didn't say her name, she would probably be smashed into a meat pie, so that old Joey could recognize who she was.

"Oh!" Upon hearing this name, Old Joey finally recognized Quinn's face and quickly reached out his hand to catch him.

"Why did you fall from the sky?" Old Joey asked while holding Quinn.

"Because I'm dead." Quinn said, "Also, you can put me down."

"Oh." Old Joey put Quinn down and looked around: "It seems that we are the only ones left alive."