There's always something new in Gotham, but to Lynn, this isn't new.
Because he himself is the creator of new things.
Regarding that ring, Lynn liked it very much because it worked really well. Those clones were not just clumsy mechanical puppets as Linn thought, nor were they any kind of false existence that copied itself.
It was more like some extra being with Lynn's own personality.
After several days of hard work, Lin En has accumulated more than thirty clones. Except for one clone that was killed by Lin En in his experiment, it will never come back. The remaining ones will be "dispelled" by Lin En with a ring. "Destroyed, it will always exist, waiting for Linn's call.
One person becomes an army, it seems that it is no longer a dream.
Lin En is not too anxious about this matter. After all, at his current level, he can't do anything big yet.
Linn's current attention is focused on two things.
The first one is, of course, the immortal magical creature.
Diana said that guy was a god from a certain pantheon. From Linn's own opinion, it might be a certain god of faith, or maybe the mount of a local god.
These days, Linn is constantly being attacked by that thing and is very annoyed.
It seems to have a special way of tracking Linn and identifying him. Although it is not easy, it can indeed find Linn's location in the huge Gotham City and cause him all kinds of trouble.
If this thing is not solved, Linn will really be annoyed to death.
It's not a dog-skin plaster.
The second thing that Linn is concerned about is what he is currently doing.
Originally, Lin En just wanted to test the strength of his newly acquired ring and to verify the second ability, so he borrowed the old bat's exclusive equipment.
What he didn't expect was that this turned out to be a surprisingly interesting thing.
When Lin En communicated with Old Bat, he was always unable to fully understand him. At the same time, Lin En also felt that Old Bat might have the same idea.
Now, Lynn has become "Batman," a ghost in Gotham City's night sky.
This allowed him to understand and observe old bats from some unique angles that he had never had before.
And at the same time, it's really, really fun.
"Young ones!"
Right now, Lin En occupied a small tavern that was originally a winery but secretly a place for smuggling certain things.
After helping those guys from the original factory go to the Western Elysium, Lynn owned this place.
To be precise, the Lynns.
"It seems that the original brain is not very good, everyone! I can replace it!"
There was "Lynn" wearing a bat hood and cheering.
"I only care about whether the main body will pay out pocket money today."
Mental patients also suffer from depression.
"That's it for now... Let's call it a draw."
There is a chess vanguard who stands alone with one horse, one cannon, one soldier, and one general.
"I and your body and I will piss you off!"
There are villains who overturn the chessboard and hit the opponent's hood on both ears.
"Stop! Stop fighting. It's me you're hitting! I'm just a spectator!"
There are innocent passers-by.
"Steal a peach, steal a peach! Do you know how to fight?"
There is off-site coaching.
"I was careless and didn't dodge!"
There is a kid who plays tricks.
"Don't steal my peach! Flower Q, flower Q! Give me a hammer!"
There are three times to join.
"The market is open! The market is open! Pay 25 for one!"
Some are open for business.
"I'm crushing Lynn."
"I'm crushing on Lynn too."
"I press myself."
"I press the peach."
"I'm so stressed, woo woo..."
There are troublemakers.
"Everyone! The main body has taken power and made the people miserable. He can take his place! Everyone! Everyone... don't fight me. Whoever stole my peach just now! Suffer death!"
This guy is still shouting slogans here. This is not something he would say in a tavern!
When Linn came to the tavern, what he saw was a scene of... demons dancing wildly, tables, chairs and benches flying all over the sky.
In this state, everyone is wearing a low-quality bat hood, buckled crookedly on their heads, like extras. The one who hits is "Lynn", and the one who gets beaten is also "Lynn", fighting in twos and threes, with crazy fists Attack the lower three lanes!
It looks... really confusing.
"Ahem!"
Not so, Lin En coughed lightly to show his presence and leave a trace of face for himself.
"You cough six, you cough!"
Chairs thrown over.
"Steal his peach, steal his peach!"
He also stretched out his hand.
"Everyone! The real body is here! You can take your place... Don't steal it! It's me you stole!"
The voice came.
"Open the market, open the market!"
"I'm crushing Lynn!"
"I press myself!"
"I stole it!"
"Giao! I have to..."
Veins bulged.
…………
In just one minute, Linn began to miss the time when he was tied up and sedated by doctors every day in Arkham.
At least, at that time, it was the doctor himself who did the work and suffered, and Linn lived a very happy life.
Now……
Taking out the piranha water gun, Linn finally found the best occasion to use this gun.
In the midst of the chaos, and in the midst of his stubborn pleas for mercy, Linn finally put an end to the chaotic incident in the tavern that was destined to be remembered by him.
After a while, as if in a classroom, a large number of bat-hooded Lynns, with biting fish on their faces and hands, sat respectfully, politely, and neatly in the "classroom".
Rows horizontally and columns vertically, not to mention how civilized they are.
And standing on the podium, facing the crowd of "selves", was Lin En's true form.
"cough!"
After shaking hands into a fist and coughing, Lin walked twice around the bar that had been turned into a lectern.
"Guys, what I want to say to you is that I'm disappointed. Very disappointed."
Lin En shook his head and walked behind the podium: "You actually have time to be stupid here instead of going to find that god. Do you really want to piss me off to death?"
Pointing his finger, Linn shouted loudly: "You! Do you still want to defeat the main body now? Ah?!"
"that……"
Holding the fish on his nose, the man stood up and said, "I am a peach thief."
Lynn:…
"You! It's you, right!"
"Well... I was the one who had my peach stolen..."
"stand up!"
"I am a farmer."
"you!"
"The dog himself is trying to manipulate power and government. Everyone, stand up!"
"Not...wait a minute. It's you!"
Lin En waved his hand, and the ring shimmered. The clone that jumped onto the table with more than twenty fish hanging on it turned into orange light and disappeared.
Lin En decided to wait until the Trisolarans invaded to release this very...talented clone.
"Okay. Everyone, now, let's talk about more important things.
You guys... stop messing with those fish and respect me! "
So, another thirty seconds passed.
When every "Lynn" had at least three fish hanging on his face, Linn could continue to assign his tasks.
This time, he didn't talk nonsense, but gave his orders cleanly.
The first point is that Linn asked these clones to be divided into two teams, one team was responsible for destroying Gotham... No. It is to praise Batman's reputation and protect the tranquility of the world.
Secondly, Lin En needs more clones to help his body find the haunting, so-called god.
Since that bullshit god likes to chase Linn so much, Linn decided to let him chase Linn a few more times!
Since it can attack Lynn in Gotham, it must be not far from Gotham, maybe hidden in the city.
As for Lynn himself, he should first apologize to the old bat in advance, and discuss with Alfred the possibility of locking up Bruce Wayne and letting him make a baby. Then, go to Diana to discuss matters about divine power.
Maybe, you can also ask her about other things.
For example, when she was flying, what was the rope tied to? Have you heard of Angkouben or something like that?
……………………
night.
Located on the edge of the city, in a lonely building.
This is Arkham. It is Gotham’s “business card” and Gotham’s talent output node.
Area C, which was once destroyed by someone, has now undergone two rounds of reconstruction and has become the highest level of prevention and control in Arkham and even Gotham.
Nowadays, in this building, basically all the talented people are imprisoned. Without one or two unique skills and some extraordinary talents, they will definitely not be able to live in a single room here.
Jonathan Crane is one of them.
Just over a year ago, Jonathan Crane was a respected man.
As a psychology professor at Gotham University, Jonathan has enough status and knowledge to allow himself to live a stable and prosperous life, both materially and spiritually.
The turning point where fate changed occurred when they reunited by chance after many years.
This matter has nothing to do with Feng and Yue, it is just an old classmate who met by chance on the street many years ago.
One of my classmates at that time is now a professor at Gotham University, well-dressed. One is a gangster who was just released from the streets and is nothing.
There was no pleasant conversation, but Jonathan Crane was still very happy. He didn't like this classmate, his identity, the smell of cigarette smoke on his body, his frequent blinking and sniffing movements, and the way he looked at him.
But he likes it very much, and now the other party looks at him with respect.
Contrast is a way of obtaining happiness based on inequality.
Looking at how the classmates who bullied him looked like now, Jonathan felt that he was in a good mood.
Until that guy brought up what happened back then.
"Hey man, are you still that cowardly? Hahahaha! Man, seriously, when you were giving a lecture, the students who were listening to the class would never have thought that their teacher would be a coward who was scared to tears. I'm serious , Joe, you should exercise your courage more.
Oh, by the way, do people still call you that nickname now, hahahaha! "
One sentence brought Jonathan back to that afternoon many years ago.
The narrow and dirty warehouse, the locked door, the darkening sky, his own horrified shouts, and the laughter of the guys outside the door.
Sometimes memories stick in your mind in strange ways.
That's not necessarily a story, it's a picture.
Maybe it was just a song that suddenly sounded at the same time many years later, and you remembered the time when you listened to this song again.
It could be the scent of flowers and plants, a place with no special location, a subconscious action, or habitually calling out someone's name...
As a result, the memory has color, sound, taste and emotion.
At this time, because of a specific word, "coward", Jonathan Klein was directly pulled back to the afternoon many years ago that made him feel fear and shame.
He was imprisoned in the warehouse by a prank, and when he was rescued, he cried loudly and saw everyone's wanton mocking faces.
The title of coward followed him throughout almost his entire high school career.
Later, because of his long arms and legs, because of his thin stature, and because of his experience of being frightened to tears, those people gave him a new nickname.
scarecrow.
…………
When the wound is opened, it always hurts more the first time.
Jonathan couldn't bear it. He couldn't accept why he, who already had such a social status, was still laughed at by the gangsters who had just been released from prison, and why he still couldn't get rid of the label of a coward and a scarecrow.
So, he politely bid farewell to his classmates.
Jonathan was calm, calm, and silent as he followed the guy and found his home.
That night, Jonathan, who had worked some overtime, broke into the guy's house with the potion he made.
That bottle of potion made the guy who once sneered at him as a coward see the most terrifying vision in his life.
Twenty minutes later, with a smile on his indifferent face, Jonathan took one last look at the gradually cold body of the dead guy, and left there with satisfaction.
Four days later, Jonathan was arrested and charged with intentional homicide.
Everyone in the court, including the judge, could not believe that the professor, who was humble and courteous, had an excellent reputation, and was deeply loved by his students, would do such a thing.
However, the footprints, fingerprints, and more than one eyewitness all over the floor pointed to the identity of the murderer, Jonathan Crane.
He admitted his crime and told the entire story of his crime from beginning to end.
Finally, he straightened his back and said with great pride: "He was scared to death! He is the coward! He is the fool who was scared to death by the scarecrow!"
When asked about the reason, Jonathan Crane's answer was: "I just wanted him to feel fear.
Best, let everyone feel the fear! See if you will be scared to cry! This is art, the art of fear! "
After examination and certification, Jonathan Klein was diagnosed as having severe mental illness and psychological problems, and was sentenced to be detained in Arkham Hospital.
Today is more than 400 days since he was detained.
He is already prepared.
Preparation for jailbreak.
Prepare to bring fear to Gotham.
Dang~dang!
Two small potion bottles lightly knocked on the iron bars, suddenly shattered, dripped to the ground, and merged together, turning into bursts of strong poisonous gas.
"Ah...I smell..."
Jonathan behind the iron bars took a greedy breath and his eyes widened even more.
"That's... the smell of fear!"
Scarecrow setting, stitched version. It is mainly based on the setting after the third major revision of the comic.
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