American comics: The off-the-charts random transformation

Not all fish can be as resilient as Magikarp, able to hop around on dry land for an hour without dying.

"Walking is slow, but it's better than drying out like a fish. Sigh, if there's a puddle nearby, I'll transform!"

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The Claw Factory in the suburbs.

"Hahaha, hahahaha, haha..."

The clown was extremely satisfied as he looked at the stiff smiles created by the stitches.

He stitched back together all the claw-wielding killers whose heads he had chopped off.

However, the Joker cut open both sides of the Claw Killers' mouths and sewed them into smiling faces. After the "Dionysian Factor" healed, their expressionless faces now all resembled the clown's sinister grin.

Use the brainwashing machines readily available in this factory to brainwash them, changing their loyalty to the Court of Owls to loyalty to the Joker!

"Oh, it's a pity you can't laugh out loud, otherwise you would be the best clowns! Hahaha..."

"Boss, we've called a bus, and it's already parked outside the factory."

The brainwashed factory executive excitedly ran into the morgue, and stared at the clown with a fanatical expression in the room full of clown claws!

"Great, great! We're about to go to Gotham for a party, aren't you excited? Hehe!"

The factory executive nodded excitedly and frantically. He was now a fanatical follower of the Joker, willing to give anything for him.

The other surviving executives were the same; they were all brainwashed into becoming die-hard Joker fans, and even if the Joker told them to die, they would die laughing.

"Go go go! Everyone get moving! Three cans of clown gas each! Our goal is clear: to make Gotham laugh! Hahahaha, hahahaha...!"

Every bus was crammed with Joker's claws; the clown didn't care about weight limits and crammed as much as possible inside!

The five buses were packed to the brim.

The engine started, and the bus headed towards Gotham...

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The Court of Owls has noticed something is wrong; one of their claw factories has lost contact, but the factory is still receiving corpses.

So, the Owl Meeting was convened again.

"Factory Seven has betrayed us?" asked the member sitting in the third seat from the left.

"I don't know, I've already sent someone to check, let's wait and see!" the member in the fifth position replied.

"Alright, let's put that aside for now. The penguin has recently gone missing. Do you have any leads?"

"No, I've been keeping an eye on his businesses, but I haven't spotted him."

"His whereabouts were also unknown through his supply channels."

"It seems he's given up on cooperating with us. How could the Copport family produce such an idiot?"

"It's alright, we can train another one. Since Penguin wants to quit, let him quit forever!"

"agree!"

"agree."

".........agree."

............

Buses were seen all over Gotham.

Wherever the Joker goes, he has his clown claws get off the bus and hide, waiting for the Joker's final command!

"We have arrived at the Twin Towers of Gotham. Passengers, please disembark."

Very good. Remember your clown gas bombs. Yes, three for each person, don't take more than that.

Here you go, the leader, remember to check your phone. As soon as the countdown ends, you all rush over there!

Do you understand? Yes, very good, get off the bus.

At this moment, the clown didn't let out a crazy laugh. Instead, he had the air of a battlefield commander. The clown claws got out of the car, nodded indifferently, and indicated that he understood.

The clowns and their claws were all wearing baseball caps and masks, and they wouldn't take off their disguises until the appointed time.

The Joker set the timer on the phone; he had calculated all the timing to ensure that most of Gotham's population would laugh at the same time!

Gotham General Hospital, Robinson Park, Grant Park, Gotham Zoo, Wayne Enterprises, Gotham Broadcasting Company, Gotham Public Library, Wayne Square...

In short, wherever there are many people, the Joker will deploy his forces there, basically planning out all the people in Gotham's public areas.

5...4...3...2...1...0...

"Ring ring ring ring..."

The alarm clock rang, and the sound was unusually loud, attracting the hatred of passersby.

"Hey! You bunch of weirdos! Turn off that ringtone right now, or you'll get a bullet!"

“He’s right! Stop now, don’t force me to shoot!” another man said, drawing his gun.

"Bang!" Clearly, someone had drawn their gun even faster and fired, though they fired it into the air.

"That idiot who fired the shot, you're asking for it!"

"What are you babbling about? Shoot!"

Then, a gunfight broke out in the square for no apparent reason.

The clowns' claws: "..."

They haven't even made a move yet, and these people have already started causing trouble. That's typical of Gotham.

But it doesn't matter.

"Sizzle—" ×8

Eight cans emitting green smoke were thrown on the ground by the Claw Clown, who threw them wherever there were many people.

The people in the gunfight didn't pay much attention to the smoke grenades, which were just emitting smoke. They thought the smoke grenades were just a bit strange in color, but they weren't lethal, so they didn't bother with them.

However, they were too happy too soon!

As the clown gas spread, their lips involuntarily curled upwards, their throats grew increasingly itchy, and the only relief, besides coughing, was to laugh—to laugh hysterically.

Experienced Gothamites have already recognized it as Joker Gas, a terrifying gas that makes people laugh hysterically until they suffocate!

"Hahaha, the clown! Hahaha, the clown has escaped! Haha..."

"Hahaha, help me hahahahaha..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Batman, hahaha, save me, hahaha..."

Such horrific scenes erupted in several public places, and the citizens present were basically unable to escape!

That wasn't the scariest part. The clown's claws removed their hats and masks, and those poor souls who had been poisoned by the gas suddenly found themselves surrounded by the clown!

In an instant, he suffered a mental breakdown...

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The GCPD's phone lines were ringing off the hook, and Gordon led all his officers out to deal with the Joker.

The police were divided into multiple groups, and each site could only provide support with a maximum of 3 to 4 police cars and 12 officers.

However, their intelligence was clearly inadequate. When they arrived at the chaotic accident area, they saw a large group of clown claws herding the poisoned people like ducks.

They were driven to one place, in an attempt to gather the crowd together.

However, after the crowd saw the GCPD officers, a group of people who were laughing maniacally ran towards the officers.

However, this scene was very strange to the police.

A group of unstable "bombs" with all sorts of smiles were heading towards them, and even though they knew the people were innocent civilians, they couldn't bring themselves to fire and stop them.

It's tough being a police officer too!

Moreover, some seasoned officers in the police station have already realized something is wrong. Could the Joker be among them? If the Joker manages to sneak into their rear, they're truly doomed!

These seasoned veterans all have a clear understanding: they will never provoke someone who is not their opponent. A madman like the Joker, the epitome of madness, has always belonged to Batman!

"Chief Gordon, still haven't you made contact with Batman?! Citizens are storming our defensive positions, we're about to fall!"

"Fuck, didn't you see I've been on the phone the whole time? Damn Batman! Why aren't you answering?!"

A CEO trapped in Wayne Enterprises frowned as he watched the Claw Jokers. These lunatics would drop a Joker gas canister in the most crowded spot on each floor.

The entire building is now filled with clown gas.

Bruce Wayne, who rarely comes to work today, is stuck in the office!

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At Wayne Manor, the butler, Alfred, also received the master's plea for help and immediately prepared an antidote for the clown gas. (It was actually a small amount of fear gas; clown laughing gas can cause people to laugh until they are oxygen-deprived, but fear gas forces the inhaler to take deep breaths, supplying oxygen to the brain and causing them to begin having fearful hallucinations.)

After preparing everything he needed, Jason Todd, the second Robin, made a dazzling entrance in his Red Robin suit.

He will pilot the Batplane, carrying Batman's equipment and the antidote for the Joker's poison gas, to support Bruce Wayne!

Chapter 12 Tian Xiaoban: Did I... wander onto the wrong set?

The speed of the Batplanes was beyond question; they reached the skies above Wayne Tower in just three minutes.

Jason Todd launched his grappling hook, jumped off the plane, and used the force of gravity to kick open the rooftop window, forcefully entering Bruce Wayne's office.

Alfred remotely controlled the Batplane and launched a small tool bay through the broken glass, which contained the latest Batsuit.

The commotion on the top floor of the building naturally attracted the clowns and claws below, who all rushed towards the top floor.

Bruce Wayne quickly began donning his Batsuit, while ordering, "Robin, take care of them, buy me some time!"

"Hey! Got it! Watch me!"

Jason pulled two batons from his belt, extended them, secured the buckles, and locked the two handles of the batons with a twist, instantly turning them into a long stick.

Over the past few days, Alfred has taught Jason a lot about fighting. Given Jason's strength, which is comparable to that of an adult, Alfred suggested that he learn staff techniques, which would allow him to make the most of his strength.

"Yahoo!"