Schiller, who had just pushed the brazier onto Katie or Clayface, had a calm expression on his face, as if he had done nothing just now.
Captain Marvel Carol looked at Schiller in surprise. Schiller sighed softly and put his hands back into the pockets of his white coat. He saw that the brazier on the table disappeared and was replaced by a diamond shape in front of them, each facing him.
The pattern is a hint that they can leave the game by putting their hands on it just like when they registered.
Schiller turned to look at Carol and said, "Madam, aren't you leaving yet?"
"No, but I just want to know what is going on..."
The clown shouted impatiently: "Your acting skills are terrible, stop showing off your stupid face!"
He suddenly twitched the muscles on the side of his nose again, looked at Carol coldly and said, "Otherwise, I'll cut it open and see what's inside."
Carol was startled. Just as she was about to roar, Schiller sighed again. She didn't know why the doctor's voice always seemed so abrupt in this room, because it was too calm and did not fit the tone at all.
The atmosphere of a competitive game.
"Madam, the game is over. Let's talk about you seriously. If you don't want to know the truth, why don't you leave the game?"
Carol looked at Schiller with surprise and suspicion, staring at Schiller's serious and focused eyes. After dozens of seconds, all the shock, fear, panic and other expressions on her face were removed, like a melted face.
mask.
Then starting from her forehead, Carol's skin began to gradually turn blue, and the fair skin faded away in an instant, revealing the face of Mystique Raven.
"At what point did Katie start to reveal her secret? What about me?" she asked, obviously wanting to verify her flaws from the two of them.
Unexpectedly, Schiller and the clown sighed together.
The clown leaned on the table on his right side, supporting the table with his elbows, lifting the hem of his suit and inserting it into his waist. He waved his hand towards Mystique and said, "You guys are all the same, I'm suspicious of you."
Did you graduate from the same school?"
Raven frowned deeply. Although she was not Carol, she felt that the clown opposite was crazy, so she could only look at Schiller.
"Madam, what he said makes sense. You and Clayface have one thing in common, which is that they ignore the nature of imitation because of their innate talent for imitation."
Just as Mystique was about to say something, Schiller stretched out a finger, put the base of his wrist on the table, and said as if at an academic seminar: "Please listen to me first, madam, you and ordinary human actors
The biggest difference is that you can become exactly the same person as you want to be, with no difference in appearance."
"There is no doubt that this is enough to deceive most people. Your opponents are also ordinary people. They don't remember someone's daily movements, and they don't know what's special about the tone of a certain word they pronounce.
It doesn’t matter which foot they use harder when they walk.”
"Of course, it will be more troublesome to deal with agents, but because your disguise is so perfect, people can't continue this chain of suspicion, because when they know there is a perfect imitator, everyone around them will have it.
It could be you, and if you suspect anyone, you won't be able to do your job."
"If things go on like this, the biggest suspicions you have ever encountered are just looks that are slightly probing, but can quickly be rationalized and looked away."
"Before imitating a person, you don't need to understand his life background, living habits, personality characteristics, emotional traits, psychological activities, etc. that constitute the person's spiritual level."
"Because the physical imitation is too impeccable, over time, you will relax in honing your acting skills and start not to figure out the character's personality and psychology, resulting in the stereotyped and flat characters."
Schiller stretched out his fingers, pinched each other and said: "You and Clayface give me the feeling of two walking pieces of paper, a timid, shy and a little clever little girl, and a beautiful, brainless, neurotic with great emotional fluctuations.
Women, but are they really like this?"
"Everyone has a comfort zone, and your comfort zone is that you only imitate the character they show in front of you, but you don't care what kind of personality makes up this character."
"More importantly, when you imitated these characters, you failed to control your emotions and incorporated too much of your own prejudices against the characters."
"If I'm not wrong, you don't have a good relationship with Captain Marvel, but it's understandable. Mutants and SHIELD have nothing to deal with, and Captain Marvel can be called a firefighter of SHIELD."
"Maybe when you and Captain Marvel Carol met for the first time, the two of you might have had a subtle hostile relationship. Because of your different stances, it was impossible for her to leave a good impression on you."
"Most of them are beautiful, stupid, rampant, emotional and unreasonable, but is she really like this?"
Mystique Raven's lips moved, and she wanted to give a positive answer, but Schiller shook her head and said: "I don't deny that part of her character is like this, especially when she is targeting the Brotherhood of Mutants.
Sometimes, she may not be that patient, and may even use force to warn and expel people from time to time.”
"But if you understand her life before imitating her, you will know that this is a common attitude of agents towards enemies when performing tasks. Even if she does not have such a powerful force, she cannot be gentle and gentle.
The enemy speaks."
"But you thought this was all about her, and you thought she should be like this, so you imitated her."
"But didn't you just expose me because you happened to know Captain Marvel's life?" Mystique Raven retorted.
"Hahahahaha!" The clown burst out laughing. He bent over and slapped the table with laughter. Schiller also sighed helplessly.
Mystique Raven looked at the two of them with some confusion, wondering what kind of riddle they were trying to solve.
"Madam, I have to say that you should probably strengthen your ability to think independently. Didn't you realize that your thoughts have been led by me from the beginning?"
"Have you really begun to doubt your acting skills? Or do you really want to spend a lot of time understanding the life of each person you imitate?"
"Actually, your flaw doesn't come from this at all." Schiller smiled and said, "Why did Captain Marvel choose mind games?"
Mystique Raven was stunned.
"Your behavior is very contradictory. You know that you are actually an intellectual character and should participate in intellectual games, but you are unwilling to give up your greatest asset and have to find someone to imitate you."
"Perhaps you want to kill two birds with one stone. Knowing that there may be bystanders, you play Captain Marvel as a stupid woman who cannot control her emotions. In this way, when Captain Marvel is queued up with other teammates, other teammates may
You will worry that she will kill you because she is too emotional, so you will instinctively reject her."
"Have you had any holidays lately? Madam."
Mystique's Raven's face darkened, she rolled her eyes to the side, covered her mouth with her hands and said vaguely: "She had a fight with the Rakshasa."
Schiller raised his chin slightly to indicate that he understood that Rakshasa was Mystique's adopted daughter, and she could be said to be the person that Mystique Raven cared about most in the world.
At the same time, Rakshasa Girl and Captain Marvel are not strangers. Some of Rakshasa Girl’s superpowers absorbed Captain Marvel’s abilities, so the causes and consequences of this matter become obvious.
It is very likely that before coming to this universe, Rakshasa had a fight with Captain Marvel Carol for some reason. She was so angry that she ran back to Mystique and complained to her.
Mystique Raven is very protective of her shortcomings, but before she had time to settle the score with Captain Marvel Carol, she was dragged into this universe. When she heard that there were superheroes from various parallel universes in this game, of course she
I want to trick Captain Marvel.
Any excessive love is possessive, and Mystique Raven's love for Rakshasa is probably no exception. She may have been unhappy with her adopted daughter staying with Captain Marvel, so she subconsciously felt that Carlo
I am just a stupid woman with big breasts and no brains who only knows how to run rampant.
Sure enough, Mystique Raven curled her lips and said: "I just wanted to find a typical stupid white female image, so that people would take my performance for granted. After all, not everyone knows Carol."
After saying that, Mystique Raven turned to look at the trace of mud on the ground and said, "What about him?"
"The idea is similar to yours." The clown curled his lips to one side and said, "You must have all participated in the first round of the game, right?"
Mystique Raven nodded, without anyone needing to point it out. Several people present knew that such a participating character with perfect imitation ability must of course participate in the game as quickly as possible. The sooner they can obtain information, the better they will be.
The advantage is greater.
"This fool is like this too, and he picked out what he thought was a perfect character from the teammates he matched in the first round of the game, a little girl who can make most people relax their vigilance, but his performance is worse than yours.
."
"What's wrong with him?"
"You are all the same. You want to imitate the role you play to a high degree, but you don't want to give up your own advantages."
"He obviously played the role of an innocent and innocent little girl, but he called out your name as soon as he opened the door. The sinister intention of exposing your identity was already written on his face," Schiller explained.
"Of course, he can evade it by saying that he just blurted it out accidentally, but some of his actions and demeanor afterwards were carefully observing the surroundings, estimating the distance from the ceiling, and silently calculating the temperature of the brazier. This is obviously not a big deal.
What a scheming little girl can do.”
"His biggest flaw is the same as yours. Phantom Cat Katie's mutant ability is quite advantageous. Teleportation is a magical skill at any time. She should obviously prefer to participate in courage or unity projects that are more likely to have no restrictions on abilities.
Rather than a game of wits.”
Mystique Raven nodded. She knew Kitty the Phantom Cat, who was also a mutant, better, but she only knew her better than other groups. After all, she was a member of the Brotherhood of Mutants, not X.
Policeman, so she didn't notice it just now.
"Then Madam, please leave first. I still have something to discuss with this Mr. Clown."
"Why should I..."
The black muzzle appeared in the center of Mystique's vision, and behind the muzzle was the clown's wide open mouth.
Mystique Raven remembered the previous system prompts that after the game is over, all offensive props and abilities will be returned, and the clown said that he was robbing a bank with a gun before coming here.
Mystique Raven had no choice but to press her hand on the table, and her figure disappeared with a "swish" sound.
The clown looked at Schiller with a half-smile, wondering what he was going to say to him, but Schiller said nothing. He just clenched one hand into a fist and handed it to the clown like a treasure.
The clown also looked curiously, and Schiller opened his hand with a swish. There was nothing in his hand, but there was a burn scar that took up half of the palm of his hand.
This is the price of pushing the brazier hard.
The clown's eyes widened and his mouth opened into an O shape. He looked up at him with surprise and said, "Your human skin!"
Schiller showed a bright smile and said: "...I broke a corner."