The Death Knell

Originally, the clown was quite satisfied with this 'house-passing roller coaster'. After people got on it, they were trapped in their respective positions. They could not help themselves. They could only rise and fall along the established track, and unexpected events might come at any time. Death, but had to force a smile in front of the strong.

Isn't this just like real life?

This is an attraction with a lot of metaphors, and the Joker hopes that Batman will smile knowingly when he sees it, and that's enough.

But now, he could see from the plumber's eyes that this man had understood all the metaphors, but just scoffed. That smile was not what he wanted.

So his hand went to touch the remote control.

Instead of killing the plumber who made the comment, prepare to kill everyone on the roller coaster with laughing gas, because if there's nothing wrong with the rides, there's something wrong with the people attending the show.

"Don't be in a hurry to kill, Mr. Jack." The plumber took the opportunity to put his arm around the clown's shoulder and patted him affectionately: "Actually, your overall design idea is fine. It's great to imitate life with a roller coaster, but there's just something wrong with it. A fundamental logical error makes the entire story seem divorced from reality."

The last ray of light of the setting sun has disappeared on the horizon, the colorful lights in the carnival light up at the same time, and business continues as usual at night.

The light illuminated the clown's face, which turned red and green. He licked his lips quickly like a snake and let out a chirping laugh:

"Oh? What's the mistake? Tell me quickly and I'll give you candy, hehehehe."

"There are blades in your candy, so I won't eat it. The logical error I'm talking about is that there are no crying people on your roller coaster. Even if you want everyone to laugh at life, but without a crying loser as a foil, who can Do you see the value of a smile?”

Because there is "comparison" in human instinct, which is determined by the nature of visual animals receiving information through their eyes.

The clown's desire to make everyone laugh is great, but if everyone laughs, isn't it the same as no one laughing at all?

For example, in China 40 or 50 years ago, very few people had TV sets at home. It was a matter of great honor for anyone to have a TV. Neighbors would be envious and would come to watch the programs.

There is such a big thing in the house, even if it is not opened, just looking at it will make the owner laugh out loud, all because he does not have a TV.

Nowadays, every household has a TV, which is just an ordinary piece of furniture. No one would envy anyone. So, are there still people who are proud of having a TV?

The same is true for smiles. When most people are crying, the smile is more valuable.

After listening to the plumber's words, the Joker nodded repeatedly. He felt that this was indeed a good suggestion. His original intention was to bring a smile to Gotham, but he also had to show the cruelty of this dark city in his work.

No wonder Batman was always reluctant to laugh with him in the past. It turned out that he didn't understand the value of smiles.

"You're very good. I want to hire you as my playground manager, but it's too early to just look at a project. Hehe, come, come with me to see wild duck hunting."

The clown led the way, weaving through the crowd of people with stiff smiles, and the two of them arrived at another stall.

Some conveyor belts were moved here from an unknown factory. They were arranged with a gap between the upper, middle and lower levels. Some seated people were placed on them, and their bodies were blocked by cardboard with water waves and reeds drawn on them.

In this way, you can only see the smiling faces moving in circles on the 'water'.

The gun prepared for customers is an M16 rifle with a grenade launcher. It has enough bullet barrels, so you only need to pick it up to shoot ducks.

"Bat probably doesn't want to play this game, but it doesn't matter, he just needs to watch me play!" The clown said, picking up the automatic rifle in front of him, skillfully pulling the bolt and loading it: "Let me show you what it means first. Blindfolded Target Shooting"

However, his action of loading the grenade was blocked again.

The plumber shook his head with a disappointed expression on his face: "Not enough, far from enough. The weapons you chose are too ordinary. I know you want to show the 'blindness of fate', but who uses guns when it comes to fate? We should build A complex ramp with a height of 400 meters. Drop a rolling stone from the top and see who it will hit after going through the twists and turns. This has a more classical charm."

"Oh? Why is it a rolling stone and not a grenade?" The clown tilted his head.

"Beethoven once said: 'Destiny is as round as a ball, so naturally, it will not always fall on the kindest and noblest people.' Because fate is elusive, you can only choose the perfect one. Sphere to replace its choice."

At this time, Deathstroke calmly watched the heads cast hidden glances of gratitude at him, smiled, lit a cigar and smoked it.

His original intention was not to save people. The life and death of these people had nothing to do with him. All he wanted to do was to keep arguing with the clown.

The Joker is unpredictable and moody, but it's easy to get his attention, that is, imitate Batman's experience and specifically confront him.

Normal citizens who do this will probably be killed quickly, but people with ability will not. The clown likes people with 'talent', or in other words, crazy people.

"Hmm! Such a reasonable motto. This is the wisdom of the sages. It moves people anytime." The clown really cried. He raised his head at a 45-degree angle and looked up at the sky, and wiped it away with his fingertips. Tears in the corner of his eyes: "I will immediately ask someone to build a slide that is higher than the sky garden. Come on, I will take you to fish for goldfish. That is a project I learned from Japan, hahaha."

He put down the gun in his hand, suddenly smiled again, and led the plumber towards the swimming pool.

Looking at the water surface from a distance, Su Ming could see densely packed piranhas, and on the shore were people who were used as 'paper nets'.

After the game starts, a small crane on the side will grab a paper net and put it into the swimming pool, and then see how many fish can be caught.

It's a bit interesting. It's a metaphor that if you want to gain something, you have to pay a price. The Supreme Mage is also familiar with this.

A few minutes later, the clown once again agreed with the plumber's suggestion.

That is, the fish are too small to see the value of the benefits, so they should all be replaced by sharks or crocodiles; and the price paid should be unforgettable once, rather than continuous and long-lasting torture, and the contrast is not strong enough.

"Uh hahahaha! Okay, you're right again, then let's go play human body twisting!"

"Okay, let's listen to your suggestion and let's go see the Fire Ring, hehehehehe."

"Hohoho, yes, what you said makes sense. Let's go see how to tame the animals again."

"Yah! Do you even understand this? Why haven't I seen you in Arkham before? That's great. Come follow me into the house and let's go see more fun things."

During the next visit to the park, Deathstroke rejected all the clown's ideas and suggested crazier and more meaningful transformation measures. This also made the clown secretly hate him and invited him to see the real beauty. Something.