Lex suddenly realized the madness of this city and its people.
How do you react when a person says he wants to become a god?
The vast majority of people will just laugh it off as a joke that is not funny, and a very few who are serious may ask this lunatic to see a psychiatrist.
Even Lex Luthor himself just follows his nature, hoping to control the world in a way that satisfies himself, releases his nature, and pursues his desires.
Schiller said that he saw the art in it and was willing to pay an astonishing price to appreciate this beauty up close.
There is no doubt that if Schiller has seen through the plan, then he will know what he will have to pay for it one day when he participates in it, it must be a lot, and he will gain almost nothing.
This is a trap in itself. If Schiller didn't see through it and fell into it, Lex could only say that he deserved it. But if he saw it and still jumped in, Lex could only wonder if he was crazy.
Schiller is not a madman. Lex has already judged that Schiller Rodriguez may have many differences from ordinary people, but most of his abnormalities come from his genealogical characteristics. He is not the kind of completely chaotic madman.
He is sober and rational.
But I'm afraid not anymore.
The sober professor left at some point, and what now occupies the body is a weird thing that Lex doesn't know what it is.
He said that the traps drawn by Lex were beautiful, and he planned to go down and take a look. Then he tricked Lex into redrawing the traps that had been erased before jumping in without even looking back, without even giving the owner of the trap a chance to regret it.
, that resolute Lex didn’t even know who was going to become a god.
Now the situation becomes very awkward.
Lex asked and Schiller agreed, so even if this was not a formal occasion, they still had the relationship of godfather and godson.
And Lex has not become a god yet, he has not even graduated, and Schiller, in addition to being his professor, has also become his godfather. Originally, Schiller had no control over him outside of the office and emails, but now
Schiller became his only guardian.
It would be better if it was the original Professor Schiller. After getting along with him for a period of time, Lex thought he had figured out the professor's temper.
But that's not the case now. Lex doesn't know who he is, or even what he is. He looks a bit like Schiller, so he's not sure to look again.
You must understand him as quickly as possible, and then find a way to get along with him, so that you can survive, you must survive.
"Can I ask a question..."
"I'm not arrogant, I'm not the professor you know." Schiller stood up again, walked to Lex's side, gently pressed his shoulders and said, "But don't worry, I'm not as strict as him.
I usually don’t set any requirements for the academic level of the juniors, as long as they are happy.”
Before Lex was sure whether the punctuation marks were credible, Schiller turned to call his butler, looked at the butler and said: "Go and put the file bag I put in the second drawer of the desk.
Bring it."
The housekeeper quickly took it over, and Lex keenly saw his photo in the document bag. It was his graduation file, and it was also the last hurdle for him to graduate. His graduate supervisor had to sign it before he could have it.
diploma.
Schiller opened the document bag and took out the graduation file, then took the pen from the butler's hand and signed his name on the last page.
Lex was a little disbelieving when he saw the smooth cursive English gradually appearing at the end of the paper. He knew that Schiller's statement of signing after one day was just an excuse, and his paper had not yet received a completely approved reply.
But now he has graduated perfectly.
This is just a trap, Lex thought, to show his difference with Professor Schiller or to provide him with a sense of security. It cannot be trusted at all.
However, although this does not prove that Schiller is more approachable, he has still benefited from it, but he must carefully judge how thick the sugar-coated bullet is.
"Thank you very much, Professor." Lex nodded and took the graduation file and said, "I didn't expect that when everyone was full of praise for your professionalism, I would still be able to experience it again through close contact with you.
I feel the charm of psychology, which makes me feel very regretful that I failed to learn more from you before.”
It sounds like a completely polite remark, but the main theme still cannot avoid one topic - how did Schiller do it.
Schiller usually would not explain the principle to anyone, because there was no principle to explain.
Schiller lowered his head and put on the cap of his pen. He walked around the dining table with the pen and sat down at the main seat. He said, "Do you know how I read minds?"
Lex weighed it in his mind, but still said: "I think there may be such a magical ability in this world, but I'm not sure you have actually come into contact with it. It feels very wonderful."
"From whom?"
"Clark Kent, he said that when he focused, he could hear my inner thoughts."
"You think this is mind reading?"
Lex frowned and said: "I can only say that the first experience was very bad. When his eyes looked over, any defense I had no longer existed."
"People overestimate mind reading and underestimate me." Schiller commented: "Being able to read thoughts, or even all the thoughts at this moment, does not mean being able to analyze the personality of others."
Lex nodded, thinking that what Schiller said was quite reasonable. Unless he lived with a mind reader for a long time, the mind reader would have to have considerable professional knowledge of psychology and good generalization skills in order to be able to read the mind.
Thoughts and thoughts rise to a true understanding of a person.
Because most of people's thoughts in daily life cannot fully reflect their personality, just like a drop of solution that is almost entirely impurities. No matter how much is collected, it is still of no use without scientific purification.
Clark has never expressed any opinions on Lex's personality. Although Lex's ideas about becoming a god have always existed in his mind, Clark seems to have never noticed it at all.
Lex was very sure that as long as Clark read his idea, he would be very angry and stop him, because it is indeed ridiculous, and it is foreseeable that it is very likely to cause harm to society and break the peaceful life of ordinary people.
, this is something Clark will never allow once he knows.
But he doesn't know.
How could he not know? Lex thought along this line. Perhaps as Schiller said, people with mind reading abilities cannot completely read all the thoughts of everyone. Even if they can do so,
I won’t do this because it’s very tiring to take on other people’s thoughts and emotions.
In this case, mind reading is indeed overrated. An accurate evaluation of a person's personality is obviously not something that can be achieved by reading a few thoughts.
But this is obviously not a judgment that can be made without relying on mind reading, just by looking at expressions, words or actions. The question has returned to its original point - why should Schiller?
"Remember what I said?" Schiller looked at Lex and asked: "I appreciate the artistic beauty in your personality and thoughts. When you are moved by a certain kind of art, you are more moved by it.
Are you moved by the techniques, or are you just moved by the atmosphere?"
After thinking about it, Lex shook his head and said: "I am rarely moved, almost never, but if I could, I think art should be a more abstract thing. I stand there and feel something conveyed and instilled, and then
Resonate with it.”
"Then this is the truth." When Schiller stared at Lex with his gray eyes, Lex felt that he was not looking at him. Those unfocused eyes seemed to be catching something scattered in the room.
"I see artistry in you, and I am moved by something you convey to me, and then make a judgment, instead of conversely making a judgment based on reason first and then being moved."
Lex understood something, and then he asked curiously: "Is this true for everyone?"
Schiller withdrew his gaze and said: "Lex, you have to understand that there are very few geniuses in this world. Those who can stand here and constantly establish connections with others, and the special geniuses who can create an atmosphere are even rarer."
"I understand." Lex nodded and said, "Is this what you often call psychoanalysis?"
"This is not what the industry often calls psychoanalysis, but it is indeed mine." Schiller tapped his fingers on the edge of the table and said: "For me, the evidence is there, but other people who don't feel this way will never
They can’t capture it, so they treat it as theology.”
"It's really amazing." Lex also walked back to his seat and sat down, but instead of facing the dining table, he turned sideways and looked at Schiller, put his hands on his knees and asked: "Your evaluation is extremely accurate, and I am deeply honored.
, now there is only one question left, what do you want to do?”
Schiller smiled, looked at Lex and said, "What do you think I want to do?"
Lex began to tie more than a hundred knots in his mind about what he wanted to say, eliminating all the parts that might be offensive or ambiguous before speaking.
"I think you were dissatisfied with my perfunctory study of psychology during my academic career. This was the reason. Then you found that in my imagination, you were placed in a position that reflected my arrogance and arrogance.
This makes you more uncomfortable."
"Boring," Schiller commented.
Lex had no choice but to play one more trump card.
"You sense that I am interesting, so you want to influence me and manipulate me at close range."
Schiller shook his head.
Lex frowned. He couldn't think of any other answer. This was actually cruel enough, but Schiller asked him to think again.
"I have said that there are very few geniuses that I can connect with. Appreciating the certain atmosphere you have created is an aesthetic enjoyment for me, and I am willing to pay a high price for it."
Lex suddenly understood.
So whether it's Bruce Wayne or John Constantine, they all belong to this type of genius. Schiller constantly interacts with them and invests a lot of energy but gets little return. It's not that Schiller really
Such kindness is an equivalent exchange of material value and emotional value.
But the biggest weakness of emotional value is that people get bored, so they have one after another.
Now it's my turn, Lex thought.
But this is still a perfect opportunity for Lex to barely contain his excitement, because Schiller has just demonstrated with actions that he has almost no bottom line to pay for tickets.
Lex is actually not ready to graduate yet. He guesses that Schiller may not have read his thesis at all, but he still signed it without knowing his academic level. This can be called a certain
It was academic misconduct, but he didn't care.
Moreover, he had previously played tricks like repeating himself to deceive children. Lex did not feel any excessive sense of morality similar to Clark and his ilk. In other words, he had no sense of morality and was like a piece of morality.
vacuum.
If anything, what Lex felt from him was an innocence and cruelty that was almost that of a child. He was not bound by laws and morals, and only pursued the enjoyment of his own nature.
But Schiller is not really just a child. He is extremely powerful and can do almost anything in the world.
And he, Lex Luthor, is not like Bruce Wayne or Constantine who are trapped by morality and their overflowing Holy Hearts.
If this is an exchange of equal value, why can't he make good use of it?