Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

Hearing this, Cornell nodded and said with a smile: "Is that so?"

"It sounds like Gotham is really nice. I kind of want to live in Gotham."

"Mr. Clown, maybe your words make sense, but I still can't accept your changes. Your changes are disrespectful to this city."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Clown Zhou Ran raised his eyebrows and asked with some confusion.

"Huh..." Cornell stepped on the accelerator hard and said: "Mr. Clown, please wait for a while, you will know after a while."

"The end is coming soon, and there is a surprise I have prepared for you..."

………

………

Half an hour later.

Cornell stopped the car and turned his head sideways. He stared at the clown's confused eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Mr. Clown, we are about to reach our destination. The road ahead is not easy to drive. We need to

Go down and walk for a while.”

The clown Zhou Ran shrugged and said with a smile: "OK, I want to see what kind of surprise you have prepared for me today, Cornell..."

While talking, the two of them had already got out of the car.

Cornell led the way, and the clown Zhou Ran followed behind.

This section of the road is very bumpy, full of potholes and muddy.

It’s hard to imagine that there are such broken roads in New York.

As the clown walked, he joked: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, how can an international metropolis like New York still have such a rubbish road section?"

"Cornell, this gives me an incredible feeling... to know that there are no roads like this in the poorest parts of Gotham."

Cornell smiled and explained: "This place used to be very prosperous, but due to certain political struggles, this area was shelved and no longer prosperous."

"As a result, it has become a suburb, with fewer and fewer people. When I was a child, this place was not what it is now."

"At that time, my grandfather opened a hospital here. By the time my father heard about it, the hospital had become the most famous hospital in New York..."

"When I took it into my hands, it became the most famous hospital in the United States... But because of the political struggle, the population here lost a lot, and it was no longer suitable to continue to open a hospital."

"Twenty years ago, I moved away from here...and it has been completely abandoned since then."

"They say the worst place in New York is Hell's Kitchen, but that's not actually the case... because some places are not even as good as Hell's Kitchen..."

"Mr. Clown, the outcome of a fight between politicians determines the prosperity or decline of a place."

The clown Zhou Ran smiled and said: "Indeed, that's why I hate those people in high positions. They are always self-righteous. They think everything I do is to gain money or status."

"In fact, they don't understand me at all. They will only impose their ideas on me, and they will only use their conspiracies and tricks to analyze me..."

"They are really stupid..."

Cornell nodded and said: "Indeed, they don't understand what we think at all, and they never ask us what we think..."

"They have always been arrogant and think that they are the ones who dominate the world, but in fact no one can dominate the world."

"The world will never stop because of our will. We are insignificant, we are small."

"Anyone who tries to control the world will ask for trouble and end up with a miserable ending, except of course, Mr. Clown..."

"Hahaha..." Clown Zhou Ran raised his eyebrows, with a smile on his face, and said softly: "Cornell, I like your compliments very much, but you are wrong. I can't control the world yet..."
"At most I am equal to this world. There is only one person who can truly surpass this world, and that is Jake! Apart from that, there is no one else!"

"By the way, Cornell, don't be so pretentious. What do you want me to see? I still haven't figured out what there is to see here. Don't waste my time..."

After 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 Zhou Ran shrugged and said: "I hope so, Cornell, you know my... If you can't surprise me, then I will let you know what the real surprise is..."

The two continued walking along the rugged 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 is it? Mr. Clown, is it enough of a surprise?"

The clown Zhou Ran followed Cornell's hand and his expression gradually changed, from calm to excited, and a bright smile filled his mouth.

It's dawn in New York, and a beam of golden light shines from the distance, shining on the huge building in front.

Sunshine is a symbol of warmth, but it does not seem warm at this moment.

It makes the building in front become more depressing and cold.

Like a terrifying monster dormant in the dark.

Six messy big characters flooded into Clown Zhou Ran's eyes.

【Arkham Asylum】

Clown Zhou Ran has never been so happy as at this moment.

He looked at [Arkham Asylum] in front of him and was stunned for a moment.

How long has it been since he saw the six characters Arkham Asylum?

Ten years?

It should be there.

Since coming to this world.

He missed Gotham very much.

He missed that bat very much.

He missed Arkham Asylum extremely.

He misses everything there, misses everything there.

Seeing familiar things again, Clown Zhou was extremely happy. This kind of happiness is indescribable.

He smiled, tilted his head slightly, looked at Cornell, and said: "Although through Jake's memory, I have long known the news that Arkham Asylum is under construction, when it really appeared in front of me

, I’m still extremely happy.”

"I can't hold back my beating heart... Cornell, I'm really happy, thank you..."

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When Cornell heard this, he waved his hand and said, "Mr. Clown, why do you and I need to say thank you?"

"You let me see the real side of the world. Although the time I spent with you was short, I have always benefited a lot."

"I gained a lot of knowledge from you, a lot of knowledge that I have never been exposed to before."

"Just building this Arkham Asylum will never be able to repay your kindness to me."

The clown Zhou Ran raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Cornell, how did you do it?"

"Although the construction of Arkham Asylum did not perfectly replicate the scene in my memory, the similarity reached 70%..."

"Cornell, this is not an easy thing, it is very difficult to do."

After hearing this, Cornell nodded slightly and replied with a smile: "Mr. Clown, don't forget my old profession. I am a psychiatrist."

"The psychiatrist's duty is to peer into the patient's psychology. 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 understand and analyze, we can still get some fragments from the few words you revealed."

"If you put these fragments together, you will naturally get some pictures, and it will be much easier to complete the style of Arkham Asylum based on the pictures."

"Cornell, you are really amazing..." Clown Zhou Ran shrugged and said slowly: "At least among the psychiatrists I know, you can definitely be ranked among the top three."

"According to some of my words, we can complete the construction of Arkham Asylum. This workload is very large and it is not an easy task."

"After all, my words are extremely weird, and I don't know what exactly I said? And the truth of what I said is difficult to distinguish. Even I don't know which sentence is true? Which sentence is false?

”

When Cornell heard this, he shook his head and said very humbly: "Mr. Clown is so ridiculous. This matter is not more about my talent, but my luck."

"I can speculate on these things because I have been dealing with mentally ill people all my life, and I know very well the inner thoughts of mentally ill people."

"For example: The worst thing about having a mental illness is pretending that you are not sick."

"It is precisely because of decades of treatment experience that I can reach some consensus with Mr. Clown."

"It's really rare!" After hearing this, the clown Zhou Ran smiled and said, "Cornell, you are really a good doctor!"

"How are your eyes now?"

"If you have suitable eyes, I can get a pair for you. After all, there are too few people as knowledgeable and interesting as you!"

"By the way, Cornell, have you found the person who made you blind? I can help you kill him, kill him cruelly..."

Clown Zhou Ran's voice was very low, and his tone was very cold, full of endless chill.

When Cornell heard this, his eyes lit up with a turbid light, he shook his head and said: "Mr. Clown, don't bother, these electronic eyes are actually quite good, they have already met my basic needs."

"Besides, there is no need to look for the person who made me blind."

"Oh, why?" Clown Zhou Ran's eyes flashed with a strange light.

"How should I put it?" Cornell frowned and said, "Actually, I should thank him for blinding my eyes."

"If he hadn't blinded me, I would probably never be as profound as I am today."

"I remember that before I lost my sight, I was very proud and dissolute. My heart was not at all peaceful, and I never understood the world."

"But after losing my sight, everything changed."

Cornell paused and continued: "Losing my eyes may seem sad, but it actually makes my soul feel more at ease and makes my whole person more transparent."

"I know that compared to light, I actually prefer darkness...Darkness makes me happy, and darkness also gives me strength. I like to stay in darkness."

"Mr. Clown, maybe the world I see now is the real world."

Cornell's expression was neither sad nor happy, and his voice was calm but full of strength.

His words are full of thought-provoking philosophy, and his whole body exudes a strange and inexplicable aura.

He just stood there, even though he didn't have that powerful power, he could still intimidate many people.

Seeing this, the clown Zhou Ran nodded slightly and said: "Cornell, I like this attitude of you. You remind me of a lot of 'old friends'."

"Although they do not have strong power or weird abilities, they have gained a reputation in Gotham by relying on their own beliefs, which is deeply terrifying..."

"No one is not afraid of them, no one does not admire them..."

"I see qualities similar to theirs in you, and I see their shadow."

"Cornell, I've always been curious about why you and I are getting better and better...Doctors and patients have never been good friends."

"The two are born enemies, and only one can survive. Either the doctor wins, or the patient wins."

"Obviously neither of us won. You were not assimilated into me as my believer, and I was not eliminated by you."

When Connell heard this, a smile appeared on his lips.

He touched his pocket, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.

He replied: "Mr. Clown, you are indeed right, doctors and patients are natural enemies."

"At first, I did regard you as an enemy. But then when I lost my sight, I suddenly felt that we might not be enemies after all."

"At least, we have the same attitude towards certain things."

"Oh, the same?" Clown Zhou Ran blinked.

"Yes, that's why I recognize you." Cornell nodded and said, "When I merged into the darkness, I suddenly had an idea."

"This world actually means nothing to us, and its essence is false."

"Each of us is filled with such falsehoods and cannot find the meaning of existence at all."

"So how can we exist? Only killing and destruction can make us feel the real existence..."

"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 heart of your prey with the sharp blade in your hand... When blood splashes on your face, when your lips and tongue taste the taste of blood, the world at this time is real...

”

"Mr. Clown, if I'm not wrong, your previous killings were all to prove that you are real and that this world is real... I'm right..."

"And now you no longer carry out those inhumane killings because you have accepted this world and you think this world is real..."

"When you know the truth, your random killings naturally have no meaning, so you are no longer rigorous, you start to have some fun for yourself, you start to do whatever you want, and you also start to really relax...

”

"Yes, that's right, it must be like this..."

"Mr. Clown, this is what we two have in common, and this is why I like you more and more..."

Cornell opened his mouth and showed an indescribable smile.

His voice was very deep and terrifying, like a demon in hell.