Chapter 1920 U transcends major events (thirty-seven)
Lord Superman looked at Bruce with some suspicion. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he realized that the question he asked was still a bit impolite, but he couldn't care less. He asked: "Your parents... uh, you are from another universe."
Batman, then how could it be..."
"What's wrong?" Bruce looked a little confused.
"I mean, if you are Batman, what makes you Batman?"
"It's Gotham City's tourism revenue." Bruce looked a little embarrassed. He grinned and said, "Maybe it's also the mayor's loud voice."
Lord Superman seemed to suddenly think of something. He said to himself: "That's right. Although there is a Batman in every universe, the reasons why they become Batman may be different. Could it be that..."
Lord Superman couldn't speak anymore. He turned his head away as if he was frustrated. He could no longer maintain his serious and majestic expression. After being stunned for a while, he turned to look at Bruce and said, "So Martha is here too."
?"
"Both of them are not here now." Bruce shook his head and said, "Maybe they think I'm too annoying and they are traveling."
Lord Superman took a deep breath and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he still didn't say anything.
His mood became more complicated, because he suddenly realized something: his previous understanding of parallel universes might be a bit narrow.
He only knew that each parallel universe would have its own peers, as well as Batman's peers. They corresponded one-to-one, but he never thought that even if their origins and identities were the same, their experiences might be completely different.
For example, Lord Superman once heard Batman from his own universe talk about some of his experiences. In fact, he did not take the initiative to talk about it. He just took the trouble to ask questions when he was still Superman. Occasionally, he could get clues from Batman's reaction.
He knew that Batman's parents passed away very early, and during several visits to Wayne Manor, he also learned from his butler that this was probably the most important opportunity for Batman to become Batman.
During the recent period, Lord Superman has always been thinking about how great it would be if Batman were not Batman. Then he would inevitably think that if Batman's tragedy did not happen, he was just a rich second generation with a genius mind.
How nice it would be.
But he knew that this was impossible. The tragedy that had occurred could not be reversed. Even if Superman had a way to travel through time and space, Batman would not allow it. He has been trapped in this vicious circle for too long.
But now it seems that not every Batman in the universe became Batman due to the death of his parents. Is it only the Batman in his own universe who is particularly unlucky?
So why? Lord Superman felt a suppressed resentment pile up in his chest. Why is it that even if they do nothing, some people can avoid tragedies, while others are destined to fall into the abyss and be unable to extricate themselves?
But in addition to the anger that has no way to vent, Lord Superman can't help but think, if the tragedy is made up for, is there still room for redemption?
The biggest opportunity for Batman to put on the costumes around him is the death of his parents. So if Batman sees his parents again, can he break away from this never-ending whirlpool of pain and get back on track?
Superman's far superior perception allows him to clearly feel Batman's pain, but his powerful strength has no effect on saving this pain. This makes him feel the same pain, and he often feels like falling into an ice cave.
When it comes to saving Batman, Superman always punches cotton in the face.
Just like the metaphor used before, they stood on the shore and desperately encouraged the drowning Batman to swim up. It wasn't that they didn't want to take some practical action, but they couldn't find the lifebuoy at all.
Now Lord Superman thinks he has found it.
His eyes became more intense as he looked at Bruce, because he knew that he had to find a way to convince this boy to at least let the Batman of his universe see Thomas and Martha again.
When Bruce was profitable, Lord Superman's attention on him was not just as simple as exploration and curiosity, he began to really want to understand Bruce.
Bruce, who was talking to Arthur, slightly raised the corner of his mouth after feeling Lord Superman's eyes that were as if they were real.
At this time, the molecular man Owen standing on the stage suddenly shouted loudly. He waved his arms and said: "Hey, distinguished guests, please allow me to interrupt your conversation and give me some time, okay? Ours
The first round of betting is about to begin!”
Everyone turned their attention to the stage. It was the first time for Owen to be watched by so many people. He was still a little nervous. He cleared his throat and said, "Well, it's like this. In the next game, the duel will be held."
The players will encounter an illusion, and what we have to bet is who of them will get rid of the illusion first."
There was silence in the spectator seats.
Irving seemed a little embarrassed, so he had to wave to everyone and said: "You can ask me questions next and ask me some details about the next game so that you can place your bets."
Spider-Man looked around and was the first to raise his hand and said: "What kind of environment is it like? Will it be scary?"
"It's not scary, but it's very deceptive."
Spider-Man wanted to continue asking, so Owen pointed a finger at him and said, "Sorry, each person can only ask once."
Constantine thought for a moment and then asked: "What is the key to breaking the illusion?"
"A key item."
Constantine nodded, and then it was Bruce's turn. He pondered for a while and then asked: "Can destroying the environment break the illusion?"
"No." Owen shook his head and added: "Even if it destroys the world, it won't work. So whether it's killing people, destroying objects, or causing explosions, you can't leave the illusion."
Arthur sat on the seat with his head lowered and clicked his tongue before asking: "Believing in one's own memory and being firm in one's personality are the key to breaking the situation, right?"
Owen was stunned.
Then he collapsed and shouted: "Why would you..."
Bruce laughed twice and then said: "You said that illusions are very deceptive. That is to say, the people in them may not know that they are in an illusion, or the illusion has a way to make them think that this is the real world.
So they have to choose whether to believe in their own memories or in their illusions."
Owen pursed his lips and stood there looking a little sad. Lord Chao frowned and said, "I won't ask anymore, just start betting."
"Swish, swish, swish" sounded four times, and four projections were displayed in front of the stage. They were the four contestants this time. Irving then stretched out his arms and shouted: "Start betting! Start betting with one duel point, win."
The bonus is three points, and you can place repeated bets. However, if multiple people bet on the same target, the bonus will be divided equally, and there will be no refund if the bet fails."
"Tch." Constantine made a disdainful sound and said, "I thought you would play something more interesting, such as winner-take-all. You and the organizer of the game just came from the same school, right?
"
Just when Owen was about to get angry, Spider-Man raised his hand and said, "I'm escorting Doctor Schiller."
After speaking, he stretched out his hand, and a little fluorescent light flew out from the pattern on the back of his hand, landing on top of Schiller's projection, showing an Arabic numeral "1".
"I also buy this doctor." Constantine also raised his hand and said: "Psychologists often have better control over their own memories than others. If he is really a master of psychology, he will definitely detect it faster than others.
Fantasy."
Lord Superman hesitated for a moment and then followed Schiller's bet. Owen's eyes fell on the last two people who had not yet placed a bet.
Arthur raised his hand, but the light flew straight to Batman in the main universe. He pursed his lips and said, "He has the most sense of humor among them. I am very optimistic about him."
When Bruce was the only one left who had not yet placed a bet, everyone's eyes were focused on him. Bruce stretched out his hand, but the light spot did not fly to Schiller, but fell on Natasha's head.
Everyone was shocked.
Bruce showed a mysterious smile, but didn't explain much, just turned his eyes to the screen.
In the hazy white light, Schiller opened his eyes. What appeared in front of him was a softly lit room, and then he heard a soft call.
"Schiller, Schiller, are you okay? Can you hear me?"
His eyes gradually focused, and the figure in front of Schiller finally became clear after shaking twice in his field of vision.
It was a female doctor with brown hair and a pair of gray-green eyes. She was looking at Schiller with worried eyes.
"You were distracted during therapy again, Schiller, how do you feel? Are you still imagining that you are lecturing to the students?"
Schiller finally fully recovered his consciousness. He looked at the female doctor with a slightly sharp look and asked: "What is the treatment? What is the fantasy?"
The female doctor showed a helpless expression, but quickly calmed down her expression and explained very skillfully: "This is the Hansenville Psychiatric Rehabilitation Center in Colorado, your name is Schiller Rodriguez
, we admitted a patient with schizophrenia or hypochondria seven years ago. My name is Avello Plitson, your attending doctor."
"Since you were admitted, you have always insisted that you are a professor of psychology, have doctorates in psychology from multiple prestigious universities, and teach in many universities. You also believe that you have many superhero friends and are constantly improving them.
psychological problems.”
"The current time is 1:32 pm on July 18, 2006. You are sitting in my office for routine examination and treatment three times a week. You have just been distracted for about two minutes. Are you awake now?
Schiller."
Schiller looked at her steadily, and after a while he said: "You mean I am a mental patient suffering from delusional disorder, and you are the psychiatrist responsible for treating me?"
Dr. Avillo nodded.
"Which university did you graduate from?" Schiller asked.
"Schiller, continuing to imagine that you are a highly respected psychology professor will not be helpful to our treatment..."
"Answer me, and I'll answer you."
Avello seemed to know that Schiller would say this and had heard him ask for it countless times. He replied with a little helplessness but smoothly: "I graduated from Columbia University and then went to Johns Hopkins University School of Medicine to continue my studies.
And obtained two doctorates in psychology and psychiatry.”
"What are you asking?" Schiller looked at her expressionlessly and said.
"Have you taken your medicine on time recently?"
"Would you believe me if I said I had it?"
The expression on Doctor Avello's face became even more helpless.
"Who were your master's and doctoral supervisors?"
Dr. Avillo named several names that Schiller found familiar. They were basically acquaintances who would appear in journals.
Then he looked into Dr. Avillo's eyes and said, "You should be a very good psychiatrist, right?"
Dr. Avello smiled calmly and said, "You shouldn't be as good as you imagine yourself to be."
"very good."
"What?"
"Please systematically review how Bandura's conclusion that interpersonal factors and social environmental factors appear together as interlocking determinants in the interactive determinism of his social learning theory is mutually corroborated with the production process of the observational learning theory part.