Chapter 150
Su Quan didn't care about the Joker's threatening gaze, but it made him very uncomfortable.
"You'd better not look at me like that!"
The Joker remained unmoved. "Why not? I possess the Dionysus Factor; I can't die, can I?"
Su Quan smiled and snapped his the Snap lightly at him.
"Smack!"
The Joker's head exploded with a bang, blood splattering everywhere, and the headless corpse thudded onto the table.
Penelope Young and Harley Quizer were dumbfounded once again!
Strange things have been happening one after another since Su Quan came in. Although both of them are excellent psychologists, at this moment, they really can't understand Su Quan 'Su Quan thoughts, what he wants to do, or what his purpose is!
How to put it... they have a rather absurd feeling right now, that is, Su Quan is more like Joker!
This doesn't refer to the chaotic aspect, but rather to the unpredictable aspect!
"Bite!"
"Combat detected. Reward dropped: Dionysus Factor (Joker)"
Hearing the announcement of the reward in his mind, Su Quan's lips curled into a smile.
What is his purpose?
That was his goal!
Make the Joker wish for the Dionysus Factor, and then farm the Dionysus Factor from the Joker through drop rewards!
Key points!
The Dionysus Factor isn't an ability, but rather something that can be infinitely farmed, like the Super Soldier Serum!
In other words, Su Quan not only enhanced his Wish Power through the Joker's wish, but also got his Dionysus Factor for free, and it's the kind that can be infinitely nested!
Think of the Super Soldier Serum, the Stormbreaker, and the Wonder Woman suit; the future of Dionysus Factor becoming standard equipment is already foreseeable.
A soft, gurgling sound rang out, and a moment later, the Joker came to life.
The head that had exploded has been restored and returned to its original state.
The Joker touched his face with both hands, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
I've been resurrected!
This Dionysus Factor is truly amazing.
"Why?" the Joker asked Su Quan, looking at him with a probing gaze.
Su Quan shrugged with a cheerful expression. "All the so-called reasons and justifications are no match for 'I'm fucking willing'."
The Joker fell silent. He felt that this sentence suited his former self perfectly. All the reasons and justifications were no match for the simple statement, "I fucking want to!"
Unfortunately, having lost his Chaotic Mind, he unconsciously became calm and began to pursue logic.
"Is there anything else you want to ask?" Su Quan asked the Joker.
The Joker's eyes flickered for a moment, then he shook his head. He needed to adjust his state of mind.
I want to be alone.
"Can!"
Su Quan nodded and stood up. With a loud bang, the Joker's head exploded again.
The surprise in the Joker's eyes before his death suddenly filled Penelope Young and Harley Quizer with an inappropriate sense of sorrow.
There was a time when people always looked at him with surprise. Who would have thought that one day he would look at others with surprise?
"Hmm, another Dionysus Factor in hand." Su Quan chuckled with satisfaction, waving his hand to use his divine power to restore the broken binding garment to its original state.
"Go out."
Su Quan said something, opened the door, and walked out of the cell.
Penelope Young and Harley Quizer glanced at the Joker, who had been shot in the head again, and after realizing that their bodies had regained their mobility, they silently followed Su Quan out.
"Bang!"
The cell door slammed shut.
Inside the room, the resurrected Joker sat up and murmured thoughtfully, "So this is what it feels like."
In the quiet corridor, Penelope Young and Harley Quizer, each with their own thoughts, followed Su Quan to the courtyard outside the building.
"Is there anything you want to ask?" Su Quan asked the two with a smile.
Penelope Young instinctively shook her head hastily. "No, I have nothing to ask."
You just asked that question and then blew the Joker's head off. Now you want to ask me the same question? Do you think I'd dare to ask you that?
Su Quan shook his head speechlessly. Penelope Young's mental fortitude is lacking. Look at Harley Quizer, how calm she is, her curiosity and thirst for knowledge are almost overflowing.
With his Psychic Abilities unleashed, Su Quan decisively altered Penelope Young's memories to prevent him from living in constant fear.
Penelope Young's expression froze for a few seconds before returning to normal. She then asked Su Quan with a somewhat ingratiating tone, "Regarding the funding, who do you think I should contact for the most convenient reason?"
"I'll have someone contact you in a bit."
"Okay, then how about this: I'll go back to my office to organize the funding agreement, and I'll have Dr. Quizer show you around so you can learn more about Arkham."
"Dr. Quizer, the rest is up to you. Make sure Mr. Su Quan is satisfied!"
Penelope Young gave a serious instruction, then turned and left, overjoyed.
Harley Quizer blinked in surprise; Penelope Young's change was very unusual.
"What... what did you do to him?" Harley Quizer asked Su Quan curiously.
P. S.: I couldn't find a professional formal photo of Harley Quizer before she became Harley Quinn, so here's a side view instead.
Harley Quizer's transformation into Harley Quinn wasn't solely due to the Joker's influence; her fascination with and desire to conquer the Joker's erratic, unconventional, and extremely chaotic thought processes were the true root cause.
When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you!
Don't let Harley Quizer's seemingly normal appearance fool you; she's actually teetering on the edge of a cliff, and a gust of wind could send her tumbling down.
"I simply altered his memory, reducing his unnecessary fears and anxieties."
Su Quan smiled and slowly raised his hand toward Harley Quizer's face. Harley Quizer hesitated for a moment but did not dodge.
Rubbing his cheek with his fingertips, Su Quan smiled and said something inexplicable.
"Promise me you won't let your pigtails become someone else's reins."
A question mark slowly appeared on Harley Quizer's face. If she remembered correctly, her hair was currently tied up, not in a ponytail, but she still nodded in agreement without hesitation.
"Okay, I promise you."
Mentally ill people have broad thinking, while intellectually disabled children have a lot of fun.
Harley Quizer was used to the patients' wildly imaginative thoughts at Arkham Asylum, so it was perfectly normal for her to suddenly say something completely unrelated.
If you take it too seriously, you'll lose.
To heal them, you must understand them; to understand them, you must change your mindset to be like theirs.
The key question is whether one ultimately chooses to detach or succumb.
"I noticed."
Harley Quizer looked at Su Quan and suddenly said something.
Then, he continued, speaking to himself, "The Joker changed after making his wish. The chaos and madness in his eyes were gone, replaced by calm! Utter calm!"
"The Joker no longer laughs."
Harley Quizer gripped Su Quan's hand intently. "That wish, you gave him the Dionysus Factor, making him immortal, at the cost of healing him and taking away the root of his chaos, right?"
"I granted his wish, and he should grant mine too. Joker who is no longer crazy, Joker is extremely calm. Aren't you curious about what he will do?"
Su Quan smiled and spoke, not surprised that Harley Quizer possessed such keen observation skills.
"No, I'm not curious at all!"
"No matter how incredible or illogical the Joker's actions are, even when he's extremely calm, the underlying logic is always normal; it's not pure chaos!"
Harley Quizer shook her head dismissively, her eyes gleaming with eager anticipation.
Finally, she couldn't help but ask, "Can I make a wish upon you?"
"Can I come to your house?" Su Quan then asked in return.
Harley Quizer nodded repeatedly. "Of course, I'm very curious about you and have many questions for you."
Su Quan smiled gently, put his arm around her, and nodded slightly.
Call out--
The next moment, the two found themselves in a somewhat messy but very homey room.
"This is my home!"