Chapter 1702: S: The Apocalypse Event (Part 5)

As everyone knows, there is a term in the idol circle called "sasaeng fan," which simply refers to fans who completely disregard personal boundaries and crazily invade the personal lives of the idols they follow, including but not limited to following cars to take pictures, intentionally booking the same hotel as the idol to create encounters, or even peeping at the idol's room from the opposite building with high-powered binoculars.

Whether it's the idol's other normal fans or the idol themselves, they are very disgusted by this kind of fan, and some idols will even express their disgust for such fans very clearly, but the other party still enjoys it.

This is actually a common psychological problem, which can be summarized in simple and popular terms as "attention sickness." This type of person often excessively seeks the attention of others. As long as the other party can pay attention to them, whether it is liking or disgust, they will brain-supplement it as being very special, thereby further deepening the legitimacy of their stalking and harassment actions.

Many stalkers have similar symptoms. In their eyes, they don't feel that they are harassing others, but feel that the disgust expressed by the harassed person toward them is precisely because the other party has seen the shining points on them, so they pay attention to them. Although the other party doesn't understand for the time being, as long as the other party pays attention, it means they are superior to others.

The so-called "people who don't want face are invincible in the world." The vast majority of similar attention sickness patients are difficult to expel. To some extent, Joker is one of them, and he is one of the more seriously ill ones. As long as he can make Batman pay attention to him, his own life and death and that of others are not important.

And the biggest weakness of this type of attention sickness patient is that they do not allow anyone to weaken their idol, because only the person they are stalking and harassing is powerful enough and has a high enough social status can the unique attention they receive show its value.

Let's put it this way, no one cares about the attention of a beggar on the street. Only when the other party's status is high enough can they brain-supplement that they are being loved by an important person. If the other party falls from the altar, then the efforts and vision they have made will be mocked by others.

So, the best way to break such people is to say to them: "Your vision is too poor, is such a person worth you following?"

Joker can accept Batman hitting him and scolding him, and even be ecstatic that Batman might kill him, but he absolutely cannot accept that someone actually treats Batman as a tool, or even that the darkness expressed by Batman is entirely the result of some god's planning. He absolutely cannot accept such a fact.

Because if Batman is just a pawn in a god's conspiracy, then who is he?

Once a person starts thinking about who they are, the answer obtained will definitely not be very pleasant. Philosophy is always accompanied by disturbance and pain, and one of the ways to solve this problem is to solve the problem itself.

Regardless of whether there is really a conspiracy hidden behind Batman, as long as this conspiracy cannot be achieved, then Batman is still Batman, not someone's tool.

Joker can always walk out of his own path in these disturbing philosophical problems. As long as all the Owls are killed, Batman is still his Batman, just like as long as the idol leaves that unlucky agency, he must still be that dazzling idol.

In the office of Arkham Asylum, Harley Quinn was playing with her hammer in boredom. The sound of renovation kept coming from upstairs and downstairs, and cart after cart of construction waste was transported out of this hospital.

Now Arkham Asylum is being transformed into a temporary magic shield master control center. In order to adapt to magic operation, the building structure here has been partially modified, and almost the entire hall and the first basement floor are used to place core pulse devices.

After a while, one of the Dollmaker's dolls poked its head out by the window. Harley Quinn turned to look, and the doll squeezed a few vague words from its throat. Harley Quinn nodded and said: "Another meeting, right? Give me five minutes, I'll be there immediately."

When Harley Quinn arrived at the conference room, the villains gathered together, but the few familiar faces looked a bit heavy, at least more serious than their usual regardless of others' madness and joy.

"It's very difficult to handle. I can't find the source of this dark power at all. Normally, there should be a god responding to my call, but now there is no movement at all..."

"I said it, if you can explain the principle in detail, we might be able to replicate this power..."

"Magic is not what you imagine at all..."

"What's wrong?" Harley Quinn walked in chewing bubble gum and expressed her confusion about the current dispute in the room. She really didn't understand what there was to argue about.

"Bad news." Scarecrow sneered twice and said: "The energy hidden in the metal is limited, the quantity is falling rapidly, and we haven't found a way to get more of this power for the time being."

Wizard Felix was frowning at the magic circle he drew on paper. He sighed and said: "My magic circle can't be wrong. It must be that the object of the call has a problem. He doesn't respond, which may mean he is busy, or he can't hear the call."

"So the way magicians call gods is the same as humans, making phone calls? If the other party doesn't answer, there is no way?" Harley Quinn asked lazily, sitting on a chair on the side.

"Usually they will answer." Felix's tone was very certain. He said: "Human faith and souls have special significance for gods. That is full of temptation for them. There is almost no situation where a god can hear the phone but doesn't answer it."

"That means he can't hear. If so, why don't you make the ringtone louder?" Harley Quinn asked again.

"I have already done my best to make the loudest ringtone." Felix sighed deeply and said: "Reasonably speaking, even God would be woken up, but the other party just has no reaction at all. I really don't know how such a stupid god has lived to this day."

"Do we have to agree to that group of idiots?" Hugo said with his arms crossed on the side, slightly dissatisfied: "That group of Owls is obviously malicious. They are very likely to take this opportunity to control Cat Getan to fly back to Earth."

"Or use it to do some extremely boring things." Riddler sniffed and grinned and said: "For example, use it to threaten the FBI and let them get away."

"In any case, we must contact them, they..."

"Turn on the TV quickly!!!" A scream came from downstairs, which could be heard coming from the Mad Hatter. Suddenly, people filed out and came to the TV hanging in the center of the hall.

At this time, what appeared on the TV was the smiling face that Cat Getan citizens were very familiar with, pale from chemical dyes and painted with bright lipstick.

"Hi, friends, how are you? Today is another warm Sunday afternoon. I got lost in a huge maze and happened to run into a group of birds having afternoon tea."

"How gentle and kind I was to want to join them, but their rudeness and impoliteness made them reject me. Since this is the case, I have to let more people see what a stupid heart is hidden under their gray feathers..."

"Batman, if you are still watching here, you must understand that no one shaped your darkness. You shaped yourself. You are more noble than any bird in this world!"

"If anyone dares to stretch their neck in front of you and make a call like 'Oh, look at my evil big plan!', I will let them know that in this world, only I and your darkness and evil are of the same origin! Only me!! Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!"

In the temporary base of the superheroes, Batman's fingertips, who was staring at the signal on the screen, suddenly trembled. Superman didn't miss this small detail. He looked at Batman with concern and asked: "What's wrong? Are you tired?"

Wonder Woman just wanted to say "He won't be tired," but she saw a kind of chilling horror from the little face exposed under Batman's mask. This was obviously not because of the data on the screen that hadn't changed for a long time.

"What's the problem?" Wonder Woman stepped forward quickly and asked with a serious face: "Then what intelligence about Darkseid have you thought of again?"

"No." A minute later, Batman slowly spat out a word. He took a deep breath and said: "Darkseid wouldn't make me feel this way."

"My God, we haven't left this room for almost a week." Superman sighed softly and said: "It's not that I want to complain about anything, but when I think that so many people are waiting for me to help them but I didn't go, I feel a bit sad."

Batman just wanted to open his mouth to tell him that things have priorities, and if Darkseid takes action, it will be a comprehensive invasion, and if preparations are not made in advance, I am afraid it will be impossible to resist. But the trace of chill that just climbed into his heart told him that Joker must be making trouble in Cat Getan City again.

Whether to go back or stay, Batman didn't hesitate for too long. Even if he had been monitoring the universe for nearly a week without sleep or rest, Batman couldn't let Joker make movements and ignore it. Dealing with Joker had become an instinct engraved in his genes. No matter how many times, he would choose Joker.

Thus, Batman stood up from the table. He turned to Superman and said: "Joker is making trouble in Cat Getan City again. I must stop him, but someone has to watch here."

"Do you want me to stay?" Superman hesitated. Although he really wanted to go back to Metropolis to take a look, the sense of responsibility on his shoulders when he thought of the tragic situation of Earth suffering from alien invasion made him nod and say: "Okay, you go, we will watch here, and guarantee to contact you as soon as there is a discovery."

"I will remotely monitor the abnormality of the data signal and will not delay too long." Batman left only this sentence and left.

"Wait." Superman called him and grabbed his arm and said: "I'll give you a ride."

"If I'm not mistaken, the hero named Batman who manages this city shouldn't be in the city now." Reed in front of the screen looked at the city flying next to the aerial fortress and speculated: "Otherwise, this control freak who prints his logo everywhere would have come out to intervene long ago."

"I'm also very curious about where he is now." Stark frowned, but soon, his eyebrows stretched out as much as possible, revealing a funny expression, and said in a sarcastic tone: "I'm more curious about how angry he will be when he comes back and sees his house flying into the sky."

"Sounds like you are more familiar with him than us."

"I know a little more than you." Stark smiled and said: "I can feel that he is indeed a control freak, so when he comes back and sees the city like this, he will definitely be crazy."

When Superman brought Batman to the empty Cat Getan entrance highway, Batman was indeed shocked.

During this period, the future Justice League trinity had been in seclusion monitoring cosmic signals and collecting intelligence on Darkseid, and didn't even have time to watch the news, so all three of them didn't know the news that Cat Getan had gone to the sky. Under this scene, such a large piece of land becoming an empty space was even more shocking.

And after the initial shock, what surged into Batman's heart was a kind of violent rage. Even if a strange superhero broke into Cat Getan, Batman would be very unhappy, let alone now that his house had disappeared entirely.

Is this the big movement Joker made? Batman gritted his teeth and thought, this time he must lock him in the deepest and most hidden cave in the Batcave!

But the urgent problem to be solved was, where was Cat Getan taken? Batman made a slight speculation through the traces on the ground, and thought of Cat Getan's destination.

He pressed his mask lightly, then looked up at the sky through the Bat-telescope attached to the top of the mask's eye hole.

The next second, the corners of his mouth, which were tense due to anger, relaxed—he saw Cat Getan, and more importantly, he saw the huge bat pattern on the Cat Getan flag fluttering in the wind on the tallest building in Cat Getan. ===== CHAPTER 1703 =====