Laughing American comics, I am becoming more and more like a clown

"If this continues...if we allow the current Batman, Damian, to continue ruling, I'm afraid we'll have to go through another 28 years like this."

"We have gone through another 28 years without human rights in this democratic country."

"What does this look like, friends?"

"Like the Indians who once lived on this land, like the black slaves before the Civil War." Lucian felt the sorrow of the people he had met, and the audience quieted down. There was a feeling of heat in the air before the rain.

"Om-"

A loud roar interrupted his words. People looked up and found that it was a helicopter slowly descending in altitude.

A giant screen hangs below it.

There was an image on the screen: an image of the old clown dumping toxins into the water source. After a brief playback, a report on the analysis of the toxin components was shown.

This time, there was no mechanical voice explaining anything further, only the images playing in a loop...

It seems to be ironic——

How can we trust the words of a villain who cut off the fertility of an entire city and his successors?

……

The helicopter hovered, and the loud sound of its wings rotating completely eliminated Lucien's possibility of making excuses.

No one could hear what he said except a few people around him.

And everyone who watched the image was looking at him.

"Oh..." Lucian regretted throwing away the rocket launcher, but it was useless if he didn't throw it away because there was only one shell inside.

What to do now?

He heard the crowd's questioning voices above the roar of the plane.

"The Joker—he killed all of us kids! He ruined our future!"

Lucian was not speechless. To be precise, he had aroused the people's distrust of the government forces and made the conspiracy theory widely accepted.

But Damian's conspiracy was to deprive him of the ability to speak, and no one could hear his voice.

Lucien looked up at the helicopter, and through the rotating wings he saw the thick black clouds.

Did he lose?

how can that be possible?

……

It's raining.

……

The dark multiverse will always develop in a bad direction, and as the bad side, the world helps it.

……

Lightning struck.

Thunder roared.

Chapter 141 Freedom

Arthur looked at the scene before him and wondered if Lucian really had a prophetic ability? Could he have foreseen the current scene?

Otherwise, why would he park the drone on the top floor in advance and use primitive methods to attract mines?

Lightning struck the plane... like a punishment from heaven.

"boom--"

The wing was hit, the plane lost its balance and tilted, and eventually fell.

Lightning and fire flashed, and the debris smashed to the ground, crushing some people who had not yet reacted...

The rain poured down.

Arthur heard him say, his voice hiccuping, as if he was suppressing a laugh, but also like sincere anger:

"Everyone! Look! Even Heaven cannot bear his slander—blatant slander!"

"Friends, think about it, why would the Joker do such a thing... He's just a psychopath. All he has in his mind and eyes is Batman. How could he possibly do such a thing?!"

……

The two generations of Jokers have perfect cooperation and tacit understanding.

……

Arthur stood under the eaves and looked at him, his gray pupils honestly reflecting the scene before him...feeling terrified.

The bitter cold rain mixed with the wind blew on his body, and he felt like a gout patient. The coldness came out through the joints between his bones, and he stood unsteadily, swaying.

Ever since Arthur could remember, the Joker he had seen was a psychopath, a domestic violence man, an alcoholic, a drug addict, who controlled his life like a disgusting maggot.

in fact.

He never felt that the Joker was different from anyone else. In fact, Arthur never felt the charm of this character.

So he often felt angry, fearful, and puzzled... He once read newspapers to understand this character in detail.

Arthur knew that the Joker was the criminal king of Gotham, a madman who controlled people's hearts, the synonym of madness, a reckless terrorist, Batman's nemesis, the hatred in people's hearts, and a collection of rotten places.

He even tried to exaggerate and deify it as much as possible. He thought: The clown is the embodiment of rules, an outlet for emotions, an apostle of disaster, and the human body of the devil.

...Arthur thought so, and he placed the Joker on a high pedestal.

And now, he found that it was, and was just, a ghost laughing.

It is the shadow under the crow's feathers.

……

"The so-called Batman is just a means to control us! Why should we be controlled by him? We want freedom! We want democracy! We want legal rights!"

Lucian knew clearly where the contradictions lay, and he was also aware of his own strengths and weaknesses. He understood the underlying reasons and knew how to impress these people.

But some still ask: "How can we trust you?"

This is the last level. If he can give a reason, today will be his victory.

But Lucian spoke loudly, his voice mixed with the rain, like a drop of water falling on a fire, causing a surge of steam: "Don't believe me! Everyone! You shouldn't fight for me! Democracy and freedom belong to you! You are your leaders! You are your kings!"

He said, "Gotham is a free city!"

He smiled: "For freedom!"

Someone began to repeat: "For freedom."

He laughed: "For myself!"

People shouted in unison: "For ourselves!"

……

Oswald was also watching the parade. He was there, in the dark room, like a shadowy creature peering through the curtains at the outside world.

There was no one around, but he seemed to be saying to himself:

"The Joker found himself a good successor, so good that I thought he was rejuvenated and living in his head."

Now that Oswald knew he didn't have to worry about drugs, he watched as the crowd gradually took away the guns and ammunition that had been pre-paid and piled up in the mall's long-abandoned underground garage.

Then came chaos.

They use guns to shoot people who are not on their side... They are innocent, they just are not on this side.

Oswald finally understood how the Joker Gang came about, and why the Joker was so powerful even after being arrested and imprisoned, even though they could be summoned and dismissed at will.

...He originally thought that they were just people who gathered to enjoy the convenience brought by the clown.

Watch now.

Oswald felt that... it was more like a gathering of people brainwashed by the Joker.

……

It's raining...that's it, this city is very considerate, it always makes some unique moments more dramatic because of the weather.

Lucian watched the people walk past him, watched them come out with weapons drawn, and then watched them smash, loot, and rob around, venting their inner frustrations, watching them vent.

Innocent people died.

"In front of a group that claims to be righteous, even if you are not fanatical enough, you will be killed by the angry crowd."

What’s more, what about the so-called innocent people who were not involved?

Finally, a flame appeared... The crackling sound evaporated the rain, causing mist and smoke to appear. It was more like a movie scene.

……

That's what a clown would do.

It's not blood, it's not violence... it's a drama that involves the whole of Gotham.

——Who taught him this?

[“The masses have never truly thirsted for truth. They will turn a deaf ear to evidence that does not suit their taste. Anyone who can provide them with illusions can easily become their master. - Gustave Le Bon, The Crowd”

"You see, the masses are easily misled and easily controlled... If you are the only black goat in the flock, the lost lambs will follow you."

"As long as you create a beautiful enough bubble for them..."]

——It’s a clown.

This was Lucian's first attempt, and he was a little immature, but that was okay... he still achieved what he wanted.

The people of Gotham in this world are unexpectedly stiff and silent. They are playing the role of sheep very well, led by Bane, Paul, and Damian... just like a flock of sheep changing shepherds.

They even reacted to it in exactly the same way… rigid and boring.

In fact, even if there is a resistance, there must be a leader and something to lead.

But Lucian didn't want to be the black goat. He certainly knew that he could achieve what he wanted by leading them... but so what?

Wouldn't it be boring to end it too early?