He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

"This is pointless."

Darkseid's voice turned cold.

"Meaning?" The voice suddenly burst into laughter. "You're actually discussing meaning?"

"The meaning of 'big guy' is something that humans invented to deceive themselves."

"The universe doesn't care about meaning; it only cares about increasing entropy."

"And the lottery system is the most extreme form of entropy increase."

Dark red energy began to gather around Darkseid's consciousness.

He was ready to cut off the connection.

But at that very moment, the voice suddenly became clear.

It was so clear it sounded as if it were ringing right next to his ear.

"I see you, big guy."

"I see you sitting on that boring throne, looking at those boring planets, running that boring system."

"You've lived for hundreds of thousands of years, but you've never truly lived."

"Because you don't even know how to die, you'll only be replaced by something even more boring."

"Shut up."

"I will not shut up, because I am telling the truth."

You're afraid of change, afraid of randomness, afraid of anything you can't predict.

"So you establish order, so you destroy freedom, so you turn all the planets into your replicas."

I said shut up.

"But you've forgotten one thing." The voice suddenly rose in pitch, "The greatest enemy of order itself is order itself."

"When a system is so perfect that it has no flaws, it loses the possibility of evolution."

"And when it stops evolving..."

Laughter rang out again.

"It started to rot."

Darkseid's consciousness suddenly erupted with a dazzling dark red light.

The connection was forcibly severed.

The lights in the entire throne room flickered, and countless data streams were interrupted and then resumed.

Darkseid hovered in the center of the energy pool, remaining silent for a long time.

Then he spoke.

"Retrieve all the latest intelligence about that planet."

"Retrieve...all interrogation files related to 'The Joker'."

The sound echoed in the empty hall.

"I need to know where that madman came from, what he wants to do, and..."

The dark red light in the energy pool surged violently.

"What gives him the right to laugh at me?"

……

Black Gate Prison, monitoring room.

Steelbone suddenly raised his head.

"The anomaly has disappeared! The frequency connection was forcibly severed 37 seconds ago."

Bruce stared at the screen.

On the surveillance footage, the clown still had his eyes closed, but the smile on his lips was even more pronounced than before.

The smile held a triumphant joy, like that of a child who had just pulled off a prank.

"What did he do?" Bruce asked.

"I don't know." Cyborg shook his head. "But for a moment just now, my system detected a strong energy fluctuation from Apokolips."

"Although it only lasted for less than a second, the intensity..."

He pulled up a set of data.

"It has reached the level of a stellar flare."

Tony whistled.

"Is that guy trying to provoke Darkseid from a distance?"

The door to the monitoring room was suddenly pushed open.

Li Ang walked in.

He held a cup of milk tea in his hand, the straw in his mouth, with his usual lazy expression on his face.

"Everyone, I have some good news for you," Li Ang said. "The guy in your prison has just completed a cross-dimensional psychological harassment."

Bruce turned around.

How did you know?

"Because it was detected here as well."

Li Ang pulled a palm-sized tablet from his pocket; the screen displayed a complex energy topology map.

"The Joker used the remaining coordinates of the Mother Box fragments and Apokolips to establish a one-way mental connection."

"He pulled Darkseid's consciousness into a temporarily constructed mental space, and then..."

He took a sip of milk tea.

"Start giving the cosmic overlords an ideological education."

Steel Bone's electronic eye flashed.

"What did he teach Darkseid?"

“Teach him how to turn the universe into a playground,” Li Ang replied, “replace all established rules with pure randomness, and let every life live in unpredictable chaos.”

There was a three-second silence in the monitoring room.

"That's so Joker-like," Tony laughed. "Perfect for his character."

Bruce looked back at the man with his eyes closed on the monitor screen, his expression complex.

"Why would he do that?" Bruce asked. "What good would it do him to anger Darkseid?"

“There’s no benefit,” Li Ang replied, “but he doesn’t need benefits; he needs fun.”

"To drag someone of Darkseid's caliber into a completely illogical mental pollution, and then watch them fall into chaos because they can't understand his thought process..."

"For the Joker, this is the most fun game."

Bruce remained silent.

He looked at the clown on the screen and suddenly realized something.

The man he imprisoned was never an enemy that could be understood using conventional logic.

He is a pure chaotic node.

Any attempt to restrain him with order will ultimately be transformed into part of the chaos by him.

Including this mental intrusion.

"What is he doing now?" Bruce asked.

"We're waiting," Li Ang replied, "waiting for Darkseid's reaction."

"What was the reaction?"

"Any reaction," Li Ang said. "Anger, confusion, curiosity, murderous intent..."

"It's a victory for the Joker."

"Because he proved one thing: even the most powerful order in the universe can be shaken by the purest chaos."

The data for the steel skeleton was suddenly updated.

"New anomalous fluctuations detected!" His voice became urgent. "The frequency characteristics are completely different from before, and the source is... Apokolips!"

"Darkseid replied?" Tony suddenly stood up straight.

"It's not a reply," Cyborg shook his head. "It's... a probe."

"An extremely faint probe of consciousness is sending signals here through the remaining spatial coordinates."

Bruce looked at Li Ang.

"He's looking for the Joker."

Li Ang put down his milk tea cup, and for the first time, a serious expression appeared on his face.

"No," he said, "he's looking for my exact location."

The air in the monitoring room seemed to freeze.

Bruce and Tony both looked at Leon.

The steel skeleton's alarm sounded again.

"The probe is accelerating! It has broken through the first spatial barrier!"

"At the current speed, it will reach the atmosphere in three minutes!"

Tony clenched his fist instinctively.

"Should we intercept them?"

"No need," Li Ang said. "Let it in."

"What?"

"If he wants to come, you can't stop him."

"It would be better to confront him openly and honestly."

"However, Tony, you should speed up the production of your anti-Apokolips armor!"