Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 90 Why go to Beach City?

"Of course I would choose forgiveness."

Bai Qian saw Dick's eyes sparkle again because of his answer, couldn't help but smile, and sighed again.

"Judging from your reaction, this matter should be reality. You are referring to someone who is about to take revenge, right?
  But unfortunately, I won't help you dissuade black people on this issue. "

Dick's hope was abruptly cut off. He seemed unable to accept Bai's answer, and finally collapsed and screamed.

"Do you know that your answers are completely inconsistent! You said you are the one who is evil!"

"But I told you everything from the beginning."

Bai's expression remained gentle and calm.

"My growth experience is different from Hei's. I grew up in an extremely happy environment. There is a saying that don't persuade others to be good until they have suffered. Although I know everything about Hei clearly, his pain I feel the same emotion.”

Bai paused, seeming to be thinking about something.

Bai joked to Hei.

"How is it? Do you feel the benefits of my strong luck?"

If Black was really adopted by Uncle Martin from an early age and brought up with the same care and education, Black would inevitably become White.

The world is objective and does not depend on human will. In Bai's view, there is no inherently evil or inherently good human nature. All final results cannot ignore the influence of process and accumulated factors.

Black finally stopped drinking and White drank.

"I'm talking about the thing that seems to be related to our ability game, but you have a good idea. Maybe you can alert SHIELD by making sidesteps, exaggerating the current harm of the Hand and Society, and letting the two forces focus their attention. Focus on the other person so you can get out of the situation.”

Hei felt a little awkward, moved his body uncomfortably, and clicked his tongue.

Hard to say. "

Bai was a little unimpressed because what he said was true.

Since white and black are formed from the split of one person from the source, then if the life experience environment of the two people is exchanged, white will undoubtedly become black. As for whether it will be worse than black, it is hard to say.

Bai seemed a little sulky, but of course it wasn't towards Black.

"It's too late. I have nothing less to go through. Now one or two people come to me and want to reform me because of their boring compassion. Then my sins and accumulated hatred in the past ten years can't be wasted like this, right? .”

Hei watched helplessly as Bai started to talk nonsense, and then added another sentence at the end.

"I know, Hands will be together! Hands will be together! Hands will be together!"

"But it was not a personal experience after all. The memory is always a memory and cannot be combined with the emotions accumulated through personal experience.

Dick was stunned and froze on the spot, as if his three views had suffered some kind of strong impact.

"An organization that serves as the background villain in most comics and third-rate TV series is actually so tolerant in reality. Damn it! I can't stand it anymore. I will join SHIELD tomorrow and drive a space carrier to crash into his home!" "

It really made me go through a dark life from beginning to end. Can I really choose to forgive that person...

"It seems that there are many friends who care about you in this world now."

"Okay, if you keep talking a few more words, that guy will probably become a lunatic."

Then Black once again emphasized Bai's safety issue.

"Forehead……"

Bai stopped, sighed and shook his head.

"If it really comes from a certain boss in that pixel game, and I am the only one in the world who can restrain him, then it is my responsibility and obligation to prevent all possible future damage in advance."

Regarding this, Bai would not hesitate or be afraid.

Even if everyone can ignore it, Uncle Martin also lives in that world. The only difference between white and black is Martin Lee. "Take care, and I have a coming-of-age ceremony next week, haven't you forgotten?"

Watching Bai's figure gradually disappear after leaving, Black snorted lightly, returned to reality and patted the unconscious Dick.

"Are you stupid for saying one or two words to someone? Why, last time I sent you to a surgical clinic, and this time I have to find a psychiatrist for you?"

"So fragile pretty boy?"

Dick trembled, his pupils reflected the familiar black Terry, with a complicated and resentful expression.

However, through the conversation just now, he got an additional piece of information.

That is Black Terry now. Although his mental state is unhealthy, he is quite stable.

Not as fragile as Batman had secretly feared.

And if he judged correctly, Black should actually be affected by White's 'fabricated good memories', so he wouldn't be as easy to hold grudges over trivial things as those perverted murderers.

Dick, who wanted to understand this, decided to take another gamble, and uncharacteristically gave Terry a vicious middle finger.

"It doesn't matter. If you really can't get it back, I won't accept it. I'll turn around and team up with the bat to hang you up and whip you!"

As if he was quite dissatisfied with the mental shock just now, Dick walked side by side with Terry while looking for an excuse angrily.

"Lock you into that damn Arkham, and I'll whip you with a whip every day!"

"Believe it or not, I will kill you with a pickaxe right now."

"If you really have the ability to kill people in front of the Flash, I can't accept it. What about your ability to pixelate items? After you get those things, you can take them out and combine them at will. Of?"

"What? You can't solve the psychological problem, and now you're thinking in advance about re-planning a plan for me to target my superpower weaknesses?"

"Hey! Look, your mentality is dark, isn't it? If you want Bai, you must tell me honestly."

"...Your talent for being familiar with things is quite suitable for you to be a duck in a nightclub."

A hint of a new plan flashed deep in Dick's eyes.

That's right.

If you get along with him completely with the concept of treating black people as normal people, the other person will gradually open up his heart, and now he is willing to chat and talk with him.

Seeing Dick and Terry finally coming back, they waited until they were almost bored...

Dick's eyes widened as he looked at the Madonna luxury personal package held in Flash's hand.

"Wait? When did you go buy a burger?!"

"Just now, I saw that you guys were going to talk for a long time, so I went to a store in Beach City to buy something to fill my stomach. You know, I often feel hungry easily."

The Flash stuffed a handful of French fries into his mouth, and used his greasy gloves to pick out a brown paper box.

"I also brought you a cup of coffee each. It's my favorite caramel flavor and has five pounds of extra sugar. Your mouth must be dry after talking for so long, right?"

Terry took the cowhide box with both hands, then took out a cup of coffee, hesitant to drink it.

"With so much sugar, your mouth will be drier after drinking it, right?"

Dick's focus was more partial: "Why go to Beach City to buy? Isn't Gotham next door to the metropolis? Even if it's not good enough, it's closer to Blüdhaven."

"Oh, Green Lantern seems to be bedridden recently. I went to his house and took out his membership card while he wasn't paying attention. He is a senior member. Buy two cups of coffee and get one for free."

Dick subconsciously glanced at Terry who had already opened the lid and started drinking.

"...Bless him to never know who you used his membership card to buy coffee for."

(End of this chapter)