Chapter 258: I, Joker (Part 2)

"How do you feel?" Shiler, standing by the table, asked.

"What are you referring to?" Shiler took a sip of wine, then put the wine glass on the table, making a crisp sound, looked up at the other self by the table, and said, "That guy wanted to run out again, but was tricked?"

"That's quite funny..." Shiler took a few steps back, leaned against the wall, hugged his arms, and said, "But I'm more curious, he climbed up tirelessly, just to go out and play?"

The Shiler sitting in the chair didn't move, but stood up.

The light focused on the wine glass. A bubble that had just floated from the bottom of the transparent glass cup rose fluttering, and just as it floated to the water surface, it was frozen, turning into a solidified pearl.

As he took a step forward, the Joker maintained a solidified posture, retreated backward together with the seat, the table pulled away to the left, the cabinet slid to the right, and the entire room was like a construction process played in reverse. Everything was pulled away, leaving only a white space.

Immediately after, Shiler looked up, a lamp lit up, and the black floor spread out from under his feet. In a flash, he looked down toward the railing of the deep well. The Shiler who had originally stood beside him had already walked down a few floors.

"Do you know where I'm going?" Shiler asked.

"Aren't you planning to go to the 300th floor to borrow the elevator first?"

"You even guessed this, you really understand me quite well."

"Thanks, we were originally one person."

Shiler quickened his pace, walked down to be shoulder-to-shoulder with the other self. The two held the handrails and walked down the spiral staircase slowly together. The other Shiler said while walking, "Seriously, when are we two going to switch? I also want to stay in DC for two days."

"Do you think this is tourism? Not to mention anything else, are you sure your mental stability can handle these patients here?"

"Do you think this is you facing Peter Parker over in Marvel? I've seen someone complain that work is too easy for the first time."

Shiler shrugged and said, "Don't say that, there are also quite a few headaches over there. Don't forget, the affairs of that family in Asgard are far from over."

After walking down for a long time, Shiler turned right. In front was only a corridor, and there was only one room in the corridor. After Shiler walked over and knocked on the door, his own voice came from inside: "Please come in."

The two Shilers walked in one after another, and then saw the other self buried in a pile of documents. That Shiler saw someone coming, put a stack of documents aside, and said to the two of them, "Why did you two come over together? Don't tell me there are still things to deal with."

"No, there aren't, just want to borrow the elevator."

Shiler covered his forehead and said helplessly, "What's wrong recently? Why does everyone like to take the elevator?"

Then he complained, "Everyone knows I'm very busy, everyone comes to trouble me. When I saw you two come in, I almost suffocated."

"Who let you be the 'Ego'? At the same time, you are also the housekeeper and gatekeeper of the Palace of Thought..."

"Also the elevator operator." Shiler said unhappily, and then he waved his hand, and the two came to a somewhat small room. A little boy was holding a gray slime and rubbing it back and forth.

One of the Shilers walked up, squatted down, rubbed the little boy's head, and asked him, "Do you know where that green-haired guy went?"

The little boy shook his head silently, but the gray slime in his arms made a "guji guji" sound. Shiler took that soft slime over, touched what was suspected to be its head, and asked, "Gray Mist, did you see?"

The gray slime made two "ji ji" sounds. Shiler held it with both hands and took it a bit further away, saying somewhat doubtfully, "What's wrong? Played with the 'Id' for too long, even forgot how to speak?"

The gray slime was stunned for a moment and said, "Oh, I can speak... he seems to have gone to the lower floors, and also brought another green-haired person."

Shiler stuffed the Gray Mist into the little boy's arms, then touched his head, stood up, and said to the other self, "It seems he is determined to run out, unfortunately, he didn't succeed."

"Take the elevator or walk the stairs?"

"Of course walk the stairs, the busy person is almost annoyed to death by us."

Just as they had just gone out and returned to the spiral staircase, a figure wearing a long trench coat and holding an umbrella walked up from the opposite direction. He looked up, saw the two selves walking down, and said, "Why did you come over? And came together?"

"This has to be asked of you, how did you get that guy in? And almost let him enter the room?"

The green-haired Shiler sighed and said, "If he lived in, I could go out and play, unfortunately, he didn't succeed. He created a Bruce Joker, borrowed my memory and fought with me, and then ran away..."

One Shiler looked at the other Shiler and said, "He has always wanted to run out like this?"

"That's right, don't you know?... Oh, right, you were born later than me, so you don't know."

"When I first came to this world, the 'Superego' created me, but on the first night I went out, I became this guy..."

"Zhu Shi Da Luo"

"Then he could only create another one, which is the current me, but this guy doesn't live in a good house, and runs out every three days..."

"There were several times he deliberately went to attract the attention of that person named Bruce, until I returned to my position, and this situation got a little better."

"Don't quite understand you DC people." The other Shiler shook his head.

"Are you two finished talking? If finished, don't block me, I still have to go up." The green-haired Shiler said.

"What are you doing? The person you wanted to trick has already left, don't tell me you still want to chase him out?"

The green-haired Shiler said a bit impatiently, "You shouldn't think that you alone can solve that lunatic outside, right? The 'Superego' asked me to go up and communicate with him..."

The two Shilers standing on the upper steps looked at each other, and one asked the other, "This place shouldn't be able to lie, right?"

"Theoretically speaking, it is like this, but this guy is crazy, I don't know what's wrong with him either."

At this time, a voice sounded on the spiral staircase: "I asked him to go, stop chatting, the wine is almost finished."

"The wine is almost finished." Shiler shook the bottle, poured the last bit of wine in the bottle into his cup, and the opposite Jack clicked his tongue dissatisfiedly and said, "This wine was bought by me, the last bit should be left for me."

"Don't give me that, the disgusting thing you just made messed up the floor I live on, a Bruce Wayne wearing Joker makeup... it's really too disgusting." Shiler said disgustedly.

Jack said dissatisfiedly, "Isn't it because you wanted to arouse my fear that you first created such a concept?"

"Wanted to trick me into entering your Palace of Thought, and then sit in jail for you, hum hum..." Jack sneered twice.

"And..." Jack pursed his lips, revealing a disdainful expression and said, "You actually can't control his Palace of Thought."

The opposite Shiler revealed a fake smile and said, "Why don't you switch, you try it?"

Jack's expression stiffened for a moment and said, "No, I just went in to visit..."

After finishing, he looked at his wine glass and said with a smile, "Building a high-rise building with more than 330 floors in your own Palace of Thought, then dividing each floor into different star ratings, scores, membership levels, hierarchical permissions, and also setting thousands of traps on every step of every floor..."

"He said he is an ordinary person, ha ha ha ha ha ha, this is the funniest joke I've heard recently..."

Shiler sighed and said, "Can you imagine how I climbed to more than 190 floors? If it weren't for that elevator operator opening a back door for me, I would still be struggling to climb the stairs now..."

"Don't talk about this, do you know where the other me is?" Jack asked him.

"How would I know, I thought it was Yin Wensi, but Batman didn't choose him, so it seems it isn't him. The remaining one couldn't really be inside Batman, right?"

Jack's expression suddenly turned gloomy, and he said, "Better not be, otherwise I will tie the Bat here, then open his brain, and pull that damn guy out..."

"I haven't checked the one who fell into the chemical pool and the one in the circus, but it probably produced in these two situations. If you find him, what do you plan to do? Kill him?"

Jack stared into Shiler's eyes and said, "If it weren't for your situation being too troublesome, I would have killed you long ago."

"Not necessary." Shiler concluded, "If you don't kill me, I can't do anything either. I still have more than 100 floors to climb, and more than 200,000 steps to walk. By the day I climb to the conscious level, Batman might have already died of old age."

"But I might not be the most miserable one..." Shiler said somewhat gloatingly, "You say, if there really is a poor guy born in Batman, what would the situation be?"

Jack's corners of the mouth slowly turned downward, but Shiler said with a smile, "Why are you so serious?"

"There is another you, who has become one with the person you love most, why aren't you happy? After all, that is also you."

Jack said very unhappily, "Become one with the Bat? Stop joking, the person who dresses up as a Bat is the pervert!"

"Alright, I'm going to continue to go back and climb the stairs, you take care of yourself. Seriously, my house is really quite big, don't you plan to come and live for a period of time?"

Jack rolled his eyes, drank the last sip of wine in the cup, and said nothing.

Shiler leaned back against the chair, turned his head to look at the other Shiler who was hugging his arms and watching him, waved his hand and said, "I think I can work for a while longer, what do you think?"

"The Superego asked you to go back, otherwise you just wait to be kicked back a floor by him."

"Alright, really troublesome, see you later."

Shiler moved the chair forward, looked at the wine bottle that had been completely drunk empty, and said to Jack, "Thanks for treating me to wine, but I still have to say, the inferior wine you bought is really too hard to drink."

Jack covered half of his face with one hand, and the other half of his face revealed a somewhat crazy smile, saying, "What did you add to the wine?"

"What?"

"Don't play dumb... I feel every brain cell of mine is boiling, aren't you too?"

Shiler's movement paused, and then said, "Alright, but that isn't any poison, on the contrary, it is also wine..."

Shiler took out a small bottle and placed it in the center of the table. The gazes of Jack and Shiler focused on that small bottle, and then Shiler reached out, pushed this bottle toward Jack, and then said, "... And it is the best wine in the world." ===== CHAPTER 259 =====