While Deathstroke goes to Barry to enter the plane of speed, time in the Almighty Universe is still flowing normally, like a spring flowing from a mountain, or like an apple affected by gravity.Obviously, the gravitational acceleration is the same, but if you fantasize about a point in the continuous flow of water and let it fall from the same height as an apple, you will feel that the former is slow and the latter is fast.This is the illusion that in the continuum of time, a myriad of other 'points' can give people.For some unknown purpose, Manhattan gave an important piece of information, but Su Ming's preparations still took time.At the same time, in a small town on the U.S.
-Mexico border, a lone pedestrian walked on an empty street.He looked dusty and exhausted, but there was a burning longing in his eyes, which swept over the buildings like some kind of predator.This is not some mid-life crisis of a man walking on his way from work to find a wanderer, because he craves to get rather than give, and the prostitute will empty a person's wallet and his body at the same time, leaving only a brief pleasure and no time to even remember.What he wants is long-term happiness, or rather, capital that will allow him to live a good life for a long time.Besides, the man has no money now, and the town is as haunted as no one, and even though the sun is in the sky, it's still eerily quiet.He's looking for the 'Lone Wanderer'.Few people have ever seen the lone wanderer move his steps, because wherever he wants to go, it is often more like the world moving in front of him.He was once locked up in the underground of the Hall of Justice, briefly being neighbors with a certain Joker, but Batman also knew that neither of these two people could be locked up.After a mysterious and undetectable invasion, one of the three clowns dies and the Lone Wanderer disappears.Lately some news has been secretly spread that the Lone Wanderer has a treasure that he wants to share, provided that he is found, in this remote town, in some house that is most unlike a house.It may be a private house or a supermarket, but the biggest difference is that it is a two-dimensional plane.For example, it's like the old-fashioned western background on a lot of Hollywood sets, with a 'door face' standing up, and when you open the door and enter it, you will see nothingness.The middle-aged man is such a person who is attracted by the news, he wants that treasure, he wants to raise his eyebrows in front of his family, so that his wife will not force him to sleep on the sofa again, let the child stop rolling his eyes at him, he wants to use his superpowers to get a lot of money and go to the top of his life.Perhaps it was the simple desire in his heart that finally touched heaven and earth, and it is hard to say whether anyone had come to this eerily quiet town before him, but he really found the house described in the rumor.It looks like a tall piece of cardboard, but when you open the door, you are plunged into a dark space.It wasn't completely dark, there was a rudimentary folding table with a long-necked lamp on top of it, and the yellow bulb cast a round spot of light.Not far from the table, something seemed to be squirming."
Hello, is this the case?"
He shouted into the darkness and walked to the lighted table, quickly making out a vague outline as he drew closer.It was a man in a red cloak and a red and black clown bodysuit, and he sat in the darkness with a somewhat sad face, and when he heard his question, he raised his head and rubbed it forward, into the light."
Mind Pirate, I found this building, but I didn't expect it to be real."
The man happily sat down at the table, putting down the briefcase he had been holding, looking a little impatient."
It's me."
The man known as the Mind Pirate was not happy, he just sighed and watched the man sit down."
Oh, that's the mask, isn't it?
It's beautiful. ”The bespectacled man turned his attention to the table, and in the light of the lamp, a mask that looked like it was made of gold lay quietly: "The rumors are true, right?"
”The Mind Pirate put his hands on his knees and rubbed them, "What do you know?"
”"I've heard that someone else can find you, put on this mask and answer three questions, and you'll give them a portion of your untold power."
The man rubbed his palms together, obviously a little impatient.Powered by just sitting down and answering questions, he feels like he's participating in a quiz, like the "Millionaire" show on TV."
No power is endless."
The pirate shook his head, he wanted to talk to someone, but the people who came were not smart people, and no one could answer the three questions.The middle-aged man didn't mind, he patted his big beer belly: "Okay, but you have the ability to affect the whole emotional spectrum, and that ability is strong enough, so it's not bad to get a little bit." ”"Perhaps, but do you know what will happen to those people if they don't answer the questions?"
The Mind Pirate took a deep breath, and seeing that the visitor had made up his mind, he gave one last persuasion.The Medusa mask is not something that anyone can wear casually, it not only controls the emotional spectrum of others, but also passively amplifies the wearer's various feelings.If the wearer feels happy, that happiness is magnified hundreds or thousands of times more, making people laugh like crazy.If you feel sad when wearing it, then this sadness will also be magnified, and people will want to commit suicide on the spot.The Mind Pirates themselves don't dare to wear their gadgets all the time, and although this is a source of strength, it is also a double-edged sword.But as he spoke, the middle-aged man had already taken off his glasses, put the mask on his face, and was already in the boat: "I only heard that they are all gone." ”The moment he put on the mask, this thing stuck to his face as if it came to life, and it fit so well that he couldn't even pull it off.There was some strange smell in the nostrils, although I don't know why, and I never smelled it, but the middle-aged man knew that it was sweet pleasure, sweet fear, sweet anger, sweet sorrow.Yes, the Medusa mask feeds on all emotions, and it will certainly make all food smell so sweet."
Well, it looks like you can't wait, first question, what can we 'know'?"
The Mind Pirate no longer dissuaded, but directly entered the question process, because in the past, there were not too many such people, and the only person who could wear the mask of Medusa and not die seemed to be himself."
Oh, the question, I like it.We can feel light because we have eyes, because we have lungs that breathe, and without these tools, we don't know anything. ”Without thinking, the man immediately replied that although he was not good-looking and had a funny figure, because his hometown was Gotham, he was quick-witted: "So my answer is that we are limited by this physical body, and what we can know is what our sensory organs want us to know." ”Hearing this answer, the Mind Pirate's beautiful blue eyes rolled, a look of recognition appeared on his face, and he smiled playfully: "That's a good answer, I accept this answer." ”