Thriller Paradise

Chapter 574: I, Joker (13)

Translator: Lonelytree

“Religion starts from faith and science starts from suspicion.” Feng Bujue’s lecturer was still continuing. “That mental case has been using religious ideals to enslave all of you, but the real origin of his power… is science.” He waved his arm. The rifle in his left hand pointed at Klibon behind him. “Prof, do you mind coming over here?”

“Glad to oblige.” Klibon shrugged as he answered. He pinched off the cigarette butt and slowly walked towards Feng Bujue as he appeared on camera. “Let me make some introduction…” Feng Bujue chuckled weirdly twice. “Hue hue… this right here, is the most important worker for the God King of Gotham, the magician who allows the Bruce to possess immortal youth—Professor Klibon.” Klibon did not speak but acted naturally before the camera. For the public, the aging old man with strange glasses was basically a stranger. Even though he would sometimes appear behind The Bruce with Gordon but he had not openly said anything to the public before.

“Your god is now already 91 years old, when he was 60, he became the Bruce…” Feng Bujue continued, “And this professor Klibon was far older than the Bruce.” As someone who had read the original comic before, Brother Jue was very familiar with these info. “it was him who used his brilliant scientific mastery to create a god. Over these years, Professors kept replacing that broken bat’s blood, skin and when necessary… even a whole organ.”

“You know far more than I anticipated…” Klibon could not hold himself from commenting. Hearing that, Feng Bujue turned his grotesque face towards the professor and smiled but he did not reply.

“Every year, this Professor Klibon will create four to five sacrificial lambs in his lab and toss them into this execution ritual.” Brother Jue soon turned back around to face the camera. “Look at this face of mine…” He used the gun to point at his own face. “The process is not that difficult… first you burn off my skin and then bleach it. Lastly the lazer surgery is used to cut out a ghastly smile. Ha ha… Ha ha ha ha ha….” He laughed crazily. “Of course, the most important step is to cut along my nose to insert a chip into my brain. The chip contain the memory necessary for the Joker and it will twist personality and actions to turn me into an actual madman.” Brother Jue paused before continuing, “The supervillains that you encountered in the pass… Two Face, the Riddler, The Penguin, Scarecrow… were all created from the same technology.” He slowly raised his voice. “The bat is toying with you. He use fear mongering to have you kneel under his power. Gotham is sick… you all are sick… sick to your marrow!”

“Little Pudding…” Ruoyu used clear plain dissatisfaction to remind Brother Jue. “Pay attention to the time.” Her reminder was not unfounded. At that moment, The Bruce and teams of Robins had already given up their pursuit of Two Face and Poison Ivy. They were hurrying back to the bat castle. In the player’s own communication channel, Soulie and Xiao Tan had already warned them about it.

“Don’t worry, honey.” Brother Jue turned back to reply. He was quite happy when he said that line like he was meaning to say it in real life.

“People of Gotham!” Feng Bujue then turned back face the camera and used his most incendiary and performative mannerism to say, “Tonight, me and my friends will give you a chance, a real chance…” He paused for a second. “Do you want to be God? Do you want to replace the Bruce? Ha ha ha ha…” Another laugh. “So let me make a new rules… From now onwards, me, Harley Quin, Two Face, Poison Ivy will side with you and try to grind down the bat’s army as much as we can to try to level the playing field for all of you. Ha ha… and you, only need to kill that the liar, the Bruce to replace his position as god king…” Lastly he added with a twisted grin. “…Feel free to be creative with your method.”

Silence arrived at Gotham. At the moment, the initially raucous streets became so quiet. But this silence did not last for long. An agitated bubbled from the crowd, even the most fervent followers of the bat had started to have their conviction shaken.

“ha ha ha ha… ha ha ha ha ha ha… ha ha ha ha ha…” Feng Bujue used a very Joker style chuckle to end his speech. He used two fingers to flick the ear mic away and turned away from the camera.

“Prof, you might need to come with us.” Ruoyu then aimed her gun at Klibon and said.

“hah… I have already guessed that will happen.” Klibon smiled. “There is no need to point the gun at me, I am willing to go with you, but… I cannot guarantee we can leave this place alive.” He used his eyes to look at the only exit in the this. “I am willing to bet that there have already gathered a bunch of guards with lots of guns behind that do… Ah…” Before he finished, he was picked up by Brother Jue with one hand and slumped over his shoulder.

On the other side, Ruoyu put away the guns, took out Holy Seal, turned towards one side of the walls and made her move…

Name: Heaven’s Door Four Step Slash

Skill Card Property: active, permanent

Skill Type: Fighting

Effect: Take four steps forward and unleash for corresponding and complimentary slashes

Exhaust: 500 Stamina Points

Learning Requirement: Fighting A, Sorcery C

Remark: A type of skill that was an extension of the Daoist 49 Formation’s first formation—Heaven’s Door formation. There were twelve styles in total, if combined with the Heaven’s Door Formation, the damage unleashed would be ginormous and unrivalled.

First step, raising the blade; second step, horizon blade cutting left; third step, twist blade downwards slash; fourth step, wave blade right twist.

After four steps, the bat castle’s thick wall was cut out four gashes by the slashes and a rather uniform square shape was formed. Ruoyu was done with her skill and moved forward to give the cut out wall a kick. The wall crumbled easily.

“well done, honey!” Feng Bujue said with a smile. Then he carried Professor Klibon and darted out from this opening. Ruoyu sighed helplessly but she still quickly moved to follow and jumped out to the outer wall of the castle behind Brother Jue. Just as the moment Ruoyu jumped out, the door was kicked open. A bunch of guards burst into the room with guns pointed forward, they shouted loudly, “Do not move”. But they had been one step too late…

“They… they have escaped from that place!” One of the workers shouted as he pointed at the opening on the wall.

“I know.” The Bruce’s low growl responded. He followed behind the bunch of guards. Due to the heat sensory function of the glass on his right eye, so he had already seen Brother Jue and Ruoyu escape when he was outside the door. “Cut off the communication signal.” The Bruce quickly calmed down and orderly. The worker who survived Brother Jue’s torment was stunned for few seconds before he realized this was his responsibility. “Yes, sir!” he quickly answered. He crawled up from the ground, returned to the control panel and stopped the broadcasting. The big monitors all over the city all switched off into darkness. This time… they could not repeat Gordon’s recording anymore, that kind of brainwashing spiel would no longer be useful.

“How long do you plan to lie there…” Seeing that broadcast was over, The Bruce walked towards Gordon and picked him up by his collar. As he was picked up, Gordon snapped out of it immediately. In his panic, the grenade slipped from his hand.

The Bruce grabbed and held the grenade firmly. “Have you had enough sleep?”

“Wha… what?” Gordon’s mind was still dull. ????nn????????????????. ????????????

“Sigh…” The Bruce sighed and released the man. Then he ordered. “Gather all the units and prepare to suppress the mobs in the city.”

“Erm…” Gordon was flummoxed for a second. “Yes!” He responded basically from instinct. It was not until the yes left his lips that he slowly recovered. He bent over to pick up the ear mic and then shouted down the communication channel. “Attention all units. Activating the most emergency response plan now! All the Robins in Gotham report to the bat castle immediately! This is not a drill, repeat… this is not a drill!”