Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

"Jerome, your words moved me a little bit, but unfortunately they didn't move me completely."

Zhou Ran paused and continued.

"If the environment that people live in is divided into camps, there can be a total of nine divisions, namely: lawful good, neutral good, chaotic good, lawful neutral, absolute neutral, chaotic neutral, lawful evil, neutral evil,

Chaotic evil."

"There is no doubt that among the nine camps, the freest one is chaotic evil. Chaotic evil has a very powerful magic power that can deeply attract a person. We can call this attraction

It’s called depravity.”

"Jerome, depravity is beautiful, but it is not what I am pursuing. Besides, from the current point of view, depravity is useless to me!"

Zhou Ran smiled and said: "Because, I have a chance to become a god... Hey, Jerome, you want a person who can be called a god to sink into hell, and you are willing to become a god

Devil? Isn’t this a little too ridiculous?”

"So, what is your camp? What is your choice besides chaos and evil?" Jerome raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

Zhou Ran thought for a moment, frowned, and looked a little serious. He looked into Jerome's eyes and said in a deep voice: "Jerome, it seems you still don't understand the meaning of God?"

"Why should I stick to a certain camp? I am a god! So, as long as I want to be in a certain camp, that is which camp!"

"Although I reject chaos and evil today, it does not mean that I will reject it tomorrow!"

"Hahaha..."

When Jerome heard this, he was startled for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing.

He blinked his dark eyes and said meaningfully: "Oh, dear Mr. Jake, you have finally exposed your ambition! But it makes sense, after all, Joker lives in your body..."
"Okay, let me ask you, did you come from a bright and prosperous area to this dark and desolate sewer to stop me?"

Zhou Ran nodded and said with a smile: "If it is true as you said, as long as Joker is alive, chaos will always be born in this world, and riots will never stop... Then, what am I talking about here today?

Is it to prevent it?"

"Jerome, this is not so much a stop, but a reconciliation between you and me."

"At least at this moment, I need a peaceful and war-free New York. I hope you won't cause trouble, otherwise I will let you live in a different place."

"No, it's not that the body and head are missing, it's just turned into ashes."

Zhou Ran smiled, his eyes slowly turned red, exuding scorching heat, and even the air began to distort.

The heat vision is gathering in his eyes and will be shot out at any time.

"Yo yo yo..." Jerome smiled playfully, raised his hands above his head in a posture of surrender, and whispered: "Mr. Jake, this time the clown lost, I admit defeat, I

Just stop the riots and let New York return to peace."

"However, the calm before the storm is just to gather a bigger storm, and the storm will never disappear... Chaos is like a huge rolling wheel in history. It will keep moving forward until it finally comes to you and me.

in front of me."

"Mr. Jake, you can stop the first, second, and third time...but you can never stop the last time."

"Besides, you need a clown, a clown who spreads darkness. Only in this way can you shine in the light."

"Good people become more meaningful precisely because of bad people, don't they?"

"Hey, sooner or later, this world will fail you, and at that moment, the only ones who can comfort the depths of your soul are us..."

"Amen!"

Jerome smiled, put his hands on his chest, made a prayer gesture, and let out a dull murmur from his throat.

When Zhou Ran heard this, he couldn't help but be startled.

He narrowed his eyes and took a deep look at Jerome in front of him.

Then, a deafening roar sounded.

The wind blew violently, and Zhou Ran's figure disappeared in an instant, as if he had never been there.

Hell's Kitchen also fell into a dead silence.

Jerome raised his head, looked at the bright sky, and chuckled: "Hahahahaha... interesting, this is really interesting. I want to see what everyone will do when they know that Joker and Jake are the same person.

What a violent reaction?"

"Perhaps, that day is not far away..."

"Tsk, what do those vampires seem to be planning? These disgusting bugs should all die..."

………

New York City Government.

Rooftop conference hall.

At this moment, these high-quality human beings who are at the pinnacle of power and occupy the top of the pyramid fully demonstrate the essence of human beings.

Yes, the essence of human beings is repeaters.

When the first "God" sounds, there will be countless "God" sounds.

When the first person becomes a devout believer, countless others will become believers.

Of course, in addition to people who are impressed by power, there are also fear theorists and conspiracy theorists.

This is also part of human nature.

Yes, humans have no lower limit in some aspects, especially malice towards others.

When primates evolved into humans and gained wisdom, this thought of putting themselves first without thinking and being malicious towards others became deeply rooted in their blood and bones.

Perhaps, this idea is also stored subtly in genetic information such as genes, DNA chains and protein coding.

In short, the conference room is very lively now.

The New York City congressmen are like the ladies grabbing food at the wet market. They are as enthusiastic as noisy ducks.

And the center of these ducks is Director George.

After all, in the circle of congressmen, the news that Mr. Jake has the best relationship with Director George has been popular and has become common knowledge.

In addition, the engagement between Mr. Jake’s godson and Director George’s daughter has long been circulated among the upper class circles.

Who knows how these congressmen knew this news?

This may have a lot to do with the paparazzi.

After all, Zhou Ran and Tony Stark have always been the traffic codes in the New York news media world.

Any tidbits related to the two of them will soon attract attention and set off huge waves throughout New York.

Thus, the scene of George Stacey being surrounded by a group of congressmen was born.

A middle-aged white-skinned congressman wearing a black tuxedo, with blond hair and blue eyes, and a two-inch long carefully trimmed beard on his chin, had a flattering smile on his face. He spoke in a gentle tone and said to George Stacey very intimately: "

Director George, what happened just now?"