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

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

Author: Black Window

Summary:

Finally one day.

Lucian came to a world without superheroes, super villains, Batman, or the Joker.

He was bored and repeating the life of an ordinary person. He was depressed, exhausted and extremely empty.

Until one day, he peeked through the crack in the window and saw Batman flying over Gotham.

So I washed off my hair that had been dyed black by disposable hair dye, took off my warm and soft brown contact lenses, and finished a whole bottle of brain nerve suppressant medicine that was now useless.

……

Then, standing in the spotlight of everyone, he looked at the newly born Batman with a touching and nostalgic gaze, and uttered his first laugh.

Chapter 1 Welcome to Gotham City

Gotham's weather has never been very good. This is not only a fact, but also closer to a truth.

It is located in the subtropics and has a subtropical monsoon humid climate with abundant precipitation, rain and heat occurring at the same time, and mild winters and hot summers.

If this is the case from a scientific point of view.

But perhaps due to plot requirements, the "rain" content in this climate type in Gotham is already too high.

It's like a witch's castle with a dark cloud hanging over your head every day.

This is a good metaphor, after all, Gotham is as evil and crazy as the witch in the fairy tale, but the inappropriateness is that Gotham is not a fairy tale.

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You gained immortality at the cost of illusions.

【Welcome to Universe-22】

Lucian woke up from his sleep...or rather coma. His pupils gradually focused and he saw the grayish-white dim walls and the dark rolling clouds.

"I exchanged my illusion for the ability to be immortal?"

"I do not know how?"

Lucian tried to recall, but found that his memory was extremely blank. He completely forgot his previous job, the house he lived in, and the things he experienced, but fortunately, he did not lose things like "knowledge" and "instinct".

For example, he knows the harm of nicotine, but he still habitually reaches into his pocket to smoke a cigarette.

But it came up empty.

Lucien lowered his head and looked at the black windbreaker, turning every pocket inside out, and finally came to a conclusion.

Not only the cigarettes, but also his lighter, wallet, resident card, cell phone, keys...or in other words, everything was missing.

That's quite normal.

Lucian thought that if there was something left behind, it might allow him to have a basic judgment of himself.

For example, judging the economic situation by the brand of cigarettes.

But there is no need to be so troublesome. Lucian rubbed the texture of the clothes.

80% acrylic.

Then I must be penniless.

"It's not a surprising news, but it's not a very happy one either."

As for himself, Lucian can only make inferences based on his current condition.

In addition to ascertaining his former financial status, he also determined his gender by feeling around.

But Lucien soon realized the folly of trying to find information about his past self.

"I've traveled through time... so I don't have any memories."

He sighed and looked around, deciding he had taken in enough information from his surroundings.

An old building that is not very tall seems to be on someone's balcony. Standing on the edge and looking down, you can see a dilapidated cement road.

It is about twenty meters high.

The balcony where he was was a bit dusty and messy, with a few men's and women's items hanging on it and some bags of dog food piled in the corner.

It seems to be a family of two with a dog.

Lucien turned sideways and looked inside through the glass. It was dark outside and there was no light in the house. It seemed that no one was there.

He lowered his head and met the eyes of the German Shepherd lying in the corner of the living room.

"Bah-"

The door suddenly opened.

-

"Hi~baby~"

Julie works as a receptionist in a company. She carries a high-end imitation brand bag and holds her cell phone in one hand, and uses the key to unlock the door and push it open with the other hand.

As soon as she entered the room, she kicked off her high heels and enthusiastically greeted the German Shepherd lying there. Then she threw her bag onto the sofa, and the pistol inside it fell out.

The German Shepherd whimpered twice and tried to get up several times, but after wagging its tail, it finally lay there without moving.

This abnormality caught Julie's attention, but she didn't pay much attention to it. She threatened him coquettishly, "You better not scratch the sofa or the floor..."

The German Shepherd wagged its tail and turned its head towards the balcony.

Julie wrinkled her nose and was about to take a closer look when her cell phone suddenly rang. She turned and went into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

She didn't take off her clothes, letting the water spray onto the ground, steam rising, pressed the answer button, and then said in a sweet tone:

"Hey baby, I'm taking a bath."

"Oh, of course, I missed you too baby~ Wanna come tonight?"

"Okay...what about tomorrow? I'll come to your place tomorrow? Of course! Okay, that's it~ Good night, darling~"

After hanging up the phone, Julie was a little irritable: "There must be someone else outside. Damn it, even my wet body temptation is useless."

"Don't let me catch you!"

Julie cursed a few more times, still indignant. She reached out to test the water temperature and felt it was suitable. Just as she was about to wash it, she realized she had forgotten to bring in her nightgown. So she called out to the German Shepherd a few times, "Baby, help me bring in my nightgown."

But there was no response, so I asked again with a hint of doubt:

"baby?"

There was total silence, even the dog's whimpering was gone.

Julie became alert: "Baby, are you being naughty again? Mommy doesn't blame you..."

She complained a few more times in a low voice, but became more and more stiff, so she gradually calmed down and carefully took out a boning knife for self-defense from the drawer. The water droplets from the shower head formed mist around her.

Suddenly, a puppy-like whimpering sound with some fear and vigilance was heard.

The woman thought of the German Shepherd's unusual behavior, and the hairs on her back stood up. She turned around suddenly and asked, "Who!"

The tall and thin man in the living room turned his head slightly to look at her, and the pistol thrown on the sofa was pointing its black muzzle at its former owner.

……

"The money is in the drawer of the room." Julie slowly raised her hands with a calmness that came from having seen a lot.

"If your goal is to have sex with me, then put it under the TV cabinet in the living room."

……

“…Give me the phone.”

Lucien was a little surprised by her reaction, but out of respect for the customs and habits of the other world, he did not show it. Instead, he raised the gun and signaled.

Julie squatted down and skillfully slid the phone across the floor to him. Then she raised her hands, exposing her belly like a cat to show her softness and harmlessness.

Lucian picked it up and looked at the page that had been thoughtfully unlocked. After a moment, he raised his eyes and asked:

"You should know why I came."

Lucien was bluffing her. He always felt that Julie's attitude was a little strange.

Julie didn't raise her head to look at his face: "I don't know... Don't worry, I didn't see your face, so there's no need to silence you."

"As for the news... perhaps you'd like to know about some of the giant toys' facing customers or distributors?"

Giant toy?

Lucien thought he was overthinking, so he stopped talking and started looking at his phone.

It is considered to be of low to mid-range quality, with some diamonds on the phone case, and a trendy and eye-catching style.

The language used was English, which was a relief to Lucien.

At least English is spoken all over the world.

Then he looked at the positioning.

...It was too early for him to relax.

America o Gotham

Lucien:?

His only remaining memory obviously did not forget how Gotham existed, and then he understood the phrase "Welcome to Universe -22".

What universe is named after a number and a minus sign?

Oh...it's the dark multiverse in the DC worldview.

While Lucien was silent, Julie suddenly thought of something and spoke tentatively:

"Wait... Favorites and History..."

Lucien came back to his senses and gave her a complicated look, somewhat understanding her previous reaction: "I'm not interested in this."

"That's not what I meant..." Julie said, "The signal tower was blown up. You can only see my favorites and history."