When the tremors on the ground came, Batman glanced at Merkel. Merkel covered her mouth, but the next second, he turned around and greeted the demons: "Retreat! Listen to me, retreat!"
As soon as this syllable came out, all the demons seemed to have been turned on. They immediately put down their work, began to gather together, and then rushed towards the mine step by step. The speed of movement and reaction was so fast that the bat
Xia also felt a little surprised.
Merkel also ran towards the depths of the mine, with Batman following behind him. Because he reacted too quickly, all the demons retreated into the underground escape tunnel before the magma even had time to erupt.
The escape channel was also above the magma, but because they were too fast, after all the demons passed through the escape channel, the magma gradually erupted, destroying the space inside the third mountain.
After retreating into the mine under the second mountain, before everyone could take a breath, a snake demon immediately poked its head out of the tunnel and said to Merkel: "Is this Comrade Merkel?"
?Comrade Alfred sent me to pick you up. Your amazing victory in the third mountain made the comrades in the second mountain feel particularly inspired..."
Hearing the Soviet slang spoken by this spinel demon, Batman covered his eyes. He looked back at the frightened demon behind him, who was still a little confused, and suddenly felt that it was difficult to move even an inch.
Batman really didn't want to bring the group of demons he brought to Alfred, just like he didn't want to bring his transcript back to him.
But there was no way, Merkel had already moved forward, and Batman could only move forward. When he saw Alfred, he was commanding a group of lava demons to move huge logs to the top of the mine as a
Support and strengthen the structure of the mine.
Alfred was also very happy when he saw Batman. He smiled and then said: "I saw the central mine collapsed. Just hope you are okay. It is really a miracle that you can persist there for so long.
"
Batman was stunned. He didn't expect Alfred to praise him so straightforwardly. He paused, but still said: "Actually, I learned from it..."
"No matter what you learned from, being able to hold off elite demon soldiers for so long according to local conditions is enough to demonstrate your excellent level of tactical and strategic arrangements."
Batman didn't look too happy after being praised, because he was actually full of questions now. Alfred noticed his state, and he winked at the spinel demon next to him, and the spinel demon said silently.
Kerr and his army, as well as Batman's army, head deeper into the mines.
In the center of the mine, only Batman and Alfred were left. Alfred led Batman to the side of the log pile, where a bonfire was raised. The difference was that there was also a piece of wood.
The grilled rock plate has a perfectly cooked steak on it.
"Eat some. I got this from the supervisor in charge of the canteen. It tastes pretty good." Alfred cut off a piece of meat with a sharp ore and pushed it to Batman.
Batman paused, but did not eat. Alfred shook his head and said, "You have been like this since you were a child. If you are in a bad mood, you don't eat. This will put your stomach and intestines in a very bad situation."
"
In front of Alfred, Batman looked more fragile and childish. He stayed away from the rock slab as if out of anger. Alfred smiled and said, "I guess you are talking about Merck."
I feel puzzled by your achievements and feel that I am obviously smarter than him, but I am unable to lead these demons well."
Batman opened his mouth, closed it again, but then said: "Well, this is also one of the questions, but it is not actually the matter."
"What's that?" Alfred cut the steak open with a dagger, then forked it with a fork made of logs and put it into his mouth.
"Actually, you have always... I mean, you have never given up on your ideals. You have wanted to do this for a long time, right?" Batman looked at Alfred and asked.
Alfred lowered his head, but then nodded and said: "A person can never truly give up his ideals. If he says that he has given up, he may just bury his ideals deep in his heart and is unwilling to share his ideals with others.
Bring it up."
"But this is not because you no longer believe it, nor is it because you are ashamed to speak up, but a mature person should realize that when the time is not mature enough, no matter how many times you shout, no matter how loud you shout, it will be useless."
"Why don't you..." When Batman just said this, he seemed to feel that his tone was a little aggressive and became like a question, so he softened and said: "Why have I never listened to you?"
Did you say these things?"
Alfred looked into Batman's eyes and was silent for a long time. Until his silence made Batman feel a little creepy, Alfred sighed and said: "While Thomas and Martha were still here, I
I won’t hide it from them and instill certain ideas into a child who doesn’t understand anything. That would be unjust.”
"And after they died..." Alfred was silent for a while, Batman kept staring at him, and then he heard Alfred say: "Your mental state is really not suitable for you anymore.
No deeper philosophical thinking."
Alfred spoke very tactfully, but Batman already understood what he meant. Just as he was about to speak, Alfred said: "I know, at that time, you had a lot of questions, and you urgently needed
People will answer it, but I can't let you go down this road at that time."
"If you learn this kind of thinking because you need a universal answer, regard it as the only life-saving straw, and really feel that you have gained salvation from it, then in fact, it is no different from your belief in God."
Alfred looked at Batman with his old eyes, and there was deep entanglement and pain in his tone.
"At that time, I can hand over a key to you as a spiritual sustenance, but the price is that you will never be able to look at this kind of thought from an objective perspective again."
Alfred's tone suddenly became a little excited. He pinched his hand on the edge of the rock slab, completely ignoring the heat on it. He looked at Batman and asked: "...Do you know what 'liberation' is?"
Batman shook his head slowly, and Alfred said very seriously: "The liberation of all mankind that we are pursuing, in a sense, is to give everyone the freedom to make all choices and choose the answers they want.
s right."
"I have said before that this is not the Bible. It does not mean that if you memorize all the theories, a god will answer all your questions in your ears. But if at that time, I give it to you,
You must think so."
"I can't let him become your belief when you are eager to ask questions to the whole world, because this means that you will never understand the essence of this kind of thinking..."
"It can answer all the questions of everyone, because it will tell you that it is you who can answer all the questions of your own."
Alfred's words reminded Batman of his mental state at that time. He no longer remembered very clearly what happened at that time. Everything seemed to have become broken pieces, but the only thing he remembered was
What's more, he was trying every means possible to find an answer that could alleviate his pain.
At that time, the person he trusted most was Alfred. If Alfred had told him at that time that all this was God's will, then he would definitely believe it. And if it were Marxism, maybe it would be the same.
Same.
However, Alfred didn't say anything, so Batman doesn't believe anything now.
Alfred sighed again and said in a somewhat guilty tone: "I know that if I give you an answer, it will make you feel better, but that will deprive you of the right to make a choice."
"That's what I thought at the time, but I still regret it now because the consequences are much more serious than I imagined."
Putting aside his identity as master and butler, Alfred seemed to be able to say more. Batman had never heard Alfred speak to him in such a tone. Alfred continued:
"I only thought about the future at that time, but I never thought about how much trauma you would suffer at that time, so that it would affect your future personality, and it might even affect your education and future generations..." Alfred shook his head.
He shook his head, as if he felt that there was no better way to handle this matter.
When such an accident happens to a genius, his fragile emotions, which have been suppressed by wisdom, are destined to be completely defeated. No matter what others do, they will just make up for it.
But Batman heard some other information from it. He looked at Alfred and asked very seriously: "So, I am really sick?"
Alfred was stunned by his question for a moment, and then suddenly became a little stammered. He said intermittently: "Well... that's... maybe, one of your mentors, I mean, has always been
Someone who was very strict and expressed some opinions about your mental state in front of you?"
"I thought he was scolding me." Batman said very simply: "...I'm sure he was scolding me."
"Why is he scolding you?"
"There is no reason, he can scold whoever he wants." When he said this, Batman paused, and then continued: "He especially likes to scold me."
Alfred turned his palm over, meaning that everything was gone. Batman took a deep breath and sighed again.
As for whether Batman realizes that he may have some physical or mental illness, he is actually aware of it, but he mistakes all of this for his rational thinking, which overwhelms his perceptual thinking, resulting in
Emotional slowness.
But now it seems that his condition is no longer just dull, some of his emotional reactions have begun to become weaker and weaker, even affecting his empathy.
His reason and logic were telling him whether the other party was happy or sad, but once he put himself into the other party, he discovered that, theoretically speaking, this matter should indeed make the other party happy or sad, but he himself did not have any
Feel.
This will also cause his substitution to become more and more biased, and his judgment of behavior may also be biased. Batman feels that this may be the reason why he always fails to learn psychology. He understands all the theories.
, but once it is put into analysis, it is always a mess.
But then again, he has mental illness, doesn’t Schiller not? Everyone is mentally ill, so why can he be a psychology expert?
Batman was puzzled, so he planned to ask Schiller. He looked at Alfred and asked: "Where is Professor Schiller now?"
"He, after he left the central mine, he went to the seventh mountain, which is the mountain closest to the big eyeball." Alfred replied, and then he continued: "I just organized the devil to dig a
The retreat channel leading there, when the time comes, we can go there to join him."
Hearing that the mountain where Schiller was located was the closest to the big eyeball, Batman had a bad premonition, so he immediately called Merkel, and the two of them went from the retreat channel to the mine on the seventh mountain.
Hole.
As soon as the two arrived at the Seventh Mountain, they saw General Rotten Heart standing at the edge of the mine, looking down at Schiller who was lying on the ground.
He raised the harpoon high, and then pierced Schiller's collarbone. Schiller snorted, and the demon behind General Rottenheart walked up with a grin.
They took out a huge rusty ring lock, put the lock through the hole made by the harpoon, locked Schiller's shoulders and collarbone, and dragged Schiller, who was covered in blood, out of the mine.
.
Merkel was shocked and shouted:
"We have to rescue General Rotheart right away!!!"
Batman turned his head and stared at him. Merkel was stunned for a moment, then immediately covered his mouth, and the voice spilled out from between his fingers:
"Uh, I mean, we have to rescue Mr. Schiller right away!"