The Laughing Bat laughed madly, laughing till his entire body weakened, collapsing on the ground, saliva dripping onto the cold floor, his piercing voice constantly echoing in the Bat Cave.
He was insane, yet not insane.
He knew everyone was a character in a comic, and the Batmans were the editors' trump cards, including himself.
As long as they killed off all the Batmans with a very abrupt reason, once the editors attempted to resurrect them, then there must be a very exciting story or a suitable reason, otherwise it would be a huge 'poison point'.
Reviving a Batman is easy, so how about resurrecting everyone from all worlds simultaneously? Apart from a world reboot, there's no other way.
He knew DC Comics had just undergone a reboot, New 52 Rebirth, if it suddenly rebooted again, it would surely lead to a huge wave of fan cancellations, no fans mean no money, no money means the company goes bankrupt. Perhaps the comic company would be acquired, characters would be recreated by others, but as long as he continued to stir things up, causing the world to reboot time and again, not even any major conglomerate's money is wind-blown.
By then, everyone would be free, and now is just the first step.
As for what happens if the editors don't draw him after the world reboots? He doesn't worry at all, when people know there's a Pandora's Box but don't know what's inside, they'll always open it.
He knows human curiosity too well.
The Robin Hounds awkwardly lifted him back to his seat, he calmed his breathing, wiped away tears from laughter, and fondled the panel of the enormous control console before him, this mainframe was known as Brother Eye, he once had one just like it.
Yes, what Main World Bruce had, he once had.
Batmobile, the butler, Wayne Enterprises, Catwoman, Robins, Justice League, he had them all.
He originally was just infected by the Joker Virus, not completely incurable, if necessary he could choose to freeze himself, Justice League has such equipment.
Yet he chose a different path from what he saw in the comics with Su Ming, he gathered Justice League and found the All-Purpose Wishing Machine of their world.
This is a very powerful machine, its origins completely unknown, but it can fulfill any human wish.
Perhaps someone might say it's the Holy Grail of the DC World, but in reality, it looks more like a massive train engine, requiring not only a lot of power to operate but also making a lot of noise, when activated, making those around feel like thunder shaking the heavens.
This is a tool of the Law of Cause and Effect, as long as the request meets logical requirements it can fulfill anything, but only one wish at a time, then the machine disappears, reappearing centuries later in some corner of the cosmos.
The setting somewhat resembles the Divine Dragon in Seven Dragon Pearls.
Want to kill Darkseid, just wish to the machine, and Darkseid will be erased. Want to rule the world, then everyone will willingly submit to your rule from the bottom of their hearts.
The Laughing Bat wanted to use the machine to find a way to create an antidote, a way to save Earth.
But what exactly is the All-Purpose Wishing Machine in the comic world? Fulfilling that wish isn't some world will or special energy, but the editors and artists.
The All-Purpose Wishing Machine is actually a machine that conveys wishes to the editors, it's a giant telegraph.
The madness factor suppressed by the Joker Virus, along with Batman's long-standing curiosity and sense of responsibility, when the editors intended to add thought bubbles to his comic panels, the Wish Machine became his Door, he saw everything outside the walls.
Then he understood, he immediately concocted his own plan.
First, act according to the fate arranged by the editors, wait for a variable, someone not controlled by the editors, that's his opportunity.
The editors made him kill his own child, his friends, his relatives, destroy his own world.
He complied, yet has he truly gone mad?
Why does his uniform helmet cover his eyes? Because he can't let anyone see his true inner world, he still maintains minimal rationality, far from being as mad as the Joker, he can feel pain.
Even though everything he has is fake, he has deep feelings for them.
Let the office workers indulge for a while, they think they've written a good story, but now their puppet has a plan of its own, just waiting for the theater to have a power outage or the police to make a surprise inspection.
At that time, the revived puppets will turn the musical into a horror film...
Barbatos's plan is very foolish, those people would not allow him to succeed, someone who isn't controlled by them must accomplish certain things.
The Laughing Bat performs his script, he is waiting for an opportunity.
Speaking the lines in the play, using mad thoughts to cover his real mind, no one sensed anything amiss with him.
He waited, when the Red Death Demon went missing, he realized the story had completely slipped out of the scriptwriters' control, which made him wild with joy.
But he feigned indifference through madness, covering the deaths of those few, even fooling Barbatos.
He knows someone wantonly killed Batman, although they were several mad Batmans, originally arranged to die at the hands of Justice League as villains.
He discovered for unknown reasons, it seemed as if all the editors went on strike, this world suddenly became an ownerless thing, he could freely think, freely do what he wanted.