Chapter 624 Goodbye Dr. Arthur
Charlotte's body shrank, the fangs in his mouth retracted, his eight eyes shrank back to six, and the tail behind him that was as swollen as a spider's abdomen broke off along with his four arms and fell to the ground, shattering like dust.
Shaking off the scrap metal in his hands and looking at the remains of the Decepticons on the ground, Charlotte curled his lips.
As a spider, it is normal that it is not good at aerial combat but good at capturing.
But I don't know which bastard came up with the idea of using this to let the fighter jets attack me.
With a sigh, Charlotte identified the direction and quickened his pace towards the city.
Before leaving New York, Charlotte felt a huge lurking malicious intent in the city. She guessed that it was the bastards targeting her!
Don't let me catch you, or you'll be in big trouble!
The space shattered around Charlotte. As he rushed forward, his vision was instantly lengthened and the distance under his feet was shortened by wrinkles.
The moving legs made every step seem like a jump, and the long afterimage quickly passed through the rice fields, wastelands and streets, rushing towards New York City at an extremely fast speed.
That's right! This is the speed activated by the [Space] skill card. This speed is very fast, but this ability is very unstable and needs to be prepared in advance before it can be activated.
When fighting with the Decepticon Starscream, Charlotte didn't use it at all because the opponent deliberately tried to stop him.
Leaving behind a series of spatial afterimages, the sound of gunfire in the city became clearer and clearer as Charlotte moved forward.
This couldn't help but raise a question mark in Charlotte's head.
What’s going on? Are…the Japanese invading the village?
Quickening his pace, Charlotte soon appeared in New York, and New York at this moment was the most unique.
The street lights and neon signs on the buildings were all off, and the entire city of New York had long been cut off from electricity.
The moonlight cast a white frost, and even the stars in the sky were clearly visible, but there was a strange atmosphere.
The dim streets were deserted except for vehicles covered in dust from the explosion. The doors of every house on the roadside were closed, the curtains were drawn, and not even a single candle was lit in the room.
The wolfhounds curled up in the wooden house, the wild cats in the garbage cans were silent, and the surrounding buildings were silent. New York was like a dying ghost town.
Scratching his head, Charlotte looked around in confusion.
"What's going on? Have I traveled through time again? Or have the people in New York City been abducted by aliens?"
thump—
In the distance, a missile exploded in the city, flames shot up into the sky, and the shaking ground caused shrill alarms from the surrounding cars, which added a bit of liveliness to the city.
Charlotte raised her eyebrows and was about to go over to take a look, but unexpectedly, after flying across a street, she saw a familiar figure.
Dr. Arthur, wearing a white coat, walked quickly on the street, holding a walkie-talkie in his hand, and he spoke very fast.
"As a psychiatrist, I can tell you responsibly that your son definitely has some psychological problems."
Doctor Arthur?
Charlotte raised her eyebrows and suddenly thought of a question.
Your refresh point is Dr. Arthur's toilet or next to Dr. Arthur.
After all, Dr. Arthur is always nearby during every resurrection.
Then again, when I first came here, I was picked up from the roadside by Dr. Arthur and taken to Arkham Sanatorium.
Could it be that Doctor Arthur is my refresh point? Then... am I dead again?
Charlotte was pondering this profound question when, at this moment, a rough male voice came from Dr. Arthur's intercom.
Just by looking at the voice, you can even imagine that he has a big face, thick neck and a full beard.
The voice had a sense of decadence and sounded anxious.
"Doctor Arthur, my son...does he really have mental problems? I, I actually think so too.
I am fifty years old this year. I divorced ten years ago and my son lives with me. Sigh—"
As he spoke, the rough male voice sobbed and continued with a nasal tone in pain:
"He is sixteen years old this year. I may have neglected him because I was busy with work. It may also be because he lacked maternal love since he was a child, which made him very introverted and often bullied in school. I always thought... it would be fine when he grew up a little."
Dr. Arthur listened patiently, without slowing down his pace at all, and walked towards the opposite direction of the gunfire with sweat all over his forehead.
Why isn't he in Arkham Asylum?
Haha, the place where these bastards are fighting is right next to Arkham Mental Asylum!
The rough male voice changed its tone and became tearful because of anxiety.
“But, but I, I recently discovered that my son has a new quirk.
He always likes to sneak into my stockings and skirts...
This makes me very anxious, but I don't dare to tell him directly because I'm afraid of hurting his self-esteem.
Dr. Arthur, what should I do?
It’s all because I’m a bad father, wuwuwu…”
Steal your stockings and skirt?
Arthur froze in his tracks, and was caught off guard and almost tripped over himself.
After stopping for a moment, Dr. Arthur rubbed his face.
"Did you have this symptom before or did it happen...after the divorce?"
"What are the symptoms?" The rough male voice was stunned.
"We are discussing the issue of my son wearing my skirt and stockings, I did not wear my son's underwear or school uniform!
Besides, I can’t wear it!
I don’t have any symptoms, my mental health is very good!”
Hearing the rough male voice becoming more and more angry, Dr. Arthur quickly comforted him:
"Don't get excited! Don't get excited! (Boom boom)"
Glancing at an armored vehicle that was blown away, Dr. Arthur's face darkened, but he still maintained the elegance of his speaking speed as a professional doctor.
“Actually… you, your son is not seriously ill at all.
You know, I once had a strange patient.
He was also only 16 years old and still attending Midtown Tech High School.
His symptoms were so severe that after a kitten in the hospital died unexpectedly, he stood on the top floor of the hospital, opened his arms, and roared with a bloodshot face:
'Hakimi! I'm going to create a greasy world!
Come alive! My beloved cat!'
After saying that, he jumped down from the roof. After being rescued, he said that the reason he didn’t die was because this world is fake and we are all paper people. "
"Oh~" The rough male voice paused, and the tone became much more normal.
"That's a very serious illness indeed."
"What's even more terrifying is——" Dr. Arthur emphasized:
"He actually recovered! He was picked up by his...brother!"
The man on the intercom was shocked, and obviously found all this unbelievable as well.
"So, think about it...even he can be cured, let alone you, your son~"
As he spoke, Dr. Arthur quickly walked around the corner and met Charlotte, who was wearing a spider suit.
Charlotte's spider mask had been taken off when she was bombarded continuously by cluster bombs. When the two of them suddenly met at this time, the expressions on each other's faces seemed a little stiff.
Click——
Doctor Arthur hung up the intercom immediately and asked in a heavy tone:
"You, you...did you hear everything just now?"
Charlotte nodded, hesitated for two seconds, and still looked curious.
"Doctor Arthur, the sixteen-year-old boy from Midtown Tech you just mentioned couldn't be me, could it be me?"
"Hahaha!" Arthur gave a dry laugh.
"How could it be! Impossible! Of course not! We have a lot of patients discharged from the Arkham Mental Asylum, and souvenirs are delivered very quickly. How could that boy be you!"
Charlotte smiled with relief.
"Oh~ So there is a genius like me in Arkham Asylum. I really need to get to know him better!"
Arthur's mouth twitched, he glanced at what Charlotte was wearing, and chose to change the subject immediately.
"Charlotte, you're dressed like this, are you...playing a superhero?"
"Ha!" Charlotte smiled triumphantly and patted his chest.
"What do you mean by acting? I am a superhero! Can't you tell from my costume?
I don’t want to change my name, but I don’t want to change my surname!
I am the Monkey King Sun Wukong from the Water Curtain Cave in the Flower-Fruit Mountain!"
His symptoms became more severe...
Doctor Arthur sighed and raised his head to look at the waning moon.
With patients like this staying in this city, why would he worry that there aren't enough patients in New York or that there aren't enough twisted rich lunatics?
Thinking of this, Dr. Arthur smiled with relief.
Although the old Arkham Asylum has been destroyed, a new one will be built soon.
They could also take this opportunity to discharge the three sickest patients in the hospital.
It's really exciting to think about so many patients in the city.
"As a superhero, the army there has already started to massacre people with super powers. Why don't you go over and take a look?"
"Super events are like Louis XVI, you can neither touch nor see the head. You are rare, Doctor Arthur."
He raised his head and glanced in the direction of the war.
Without the Decepticons and Starscream fighters, what combat power can the remaining paper tigers have~
Dr. Arthur frowned and had a blank expression on his face. He was very dissatisfied with Charlotte's joke.
"Stop making fun of Louis XVI, okay?
There has to be a limit to jokes!"
Rumbling--
Another explosion was heard, and a military armored vehicle flew over the two men's heads, causing Dr. Arthur's face to change.
"I'm leaving first. Remember to come see me for a follow-up visit when you have time!
This city is getting more and more crazy! I'm really afraid that when I open my eyes one day, this city will stand up in front of me~"
Dr. Arthur walked quickly past Charlotte, raised his hand and patted Charlotte on the shoulder, then bent down and ran forward.
