Greedy in turn smiled at Bruce and said: "It seems that your teacher has taught you a lot."
"It's always been like this. Are the deaths of the people at the ball directly related to you?"
"No." Greedy said, "That was another weird incident."
"The two were so close together that they had some wonderful chemical reactions that ultimately led to everyone's death."
"Yes."
"Did you expect that?"
"Not quite."
"Have you ever added fuel to the flames?"
Greedy did not answer, but said: "Do you feel that you understand me a little too well? This is not what your level of psychoanalysis can achieve."
Bruce smiled and said, "My teacher taught me a lot."
"But you have never learned so well as you do today." Greedy looked into his eyes again and said, "I hope you are learning instead of parroting. Tell me about yourself."
"I have nothing to say." Bruce said: "I have had many interesting patients. You know, people who narrowly escape from weird events will leave serious psychological shadows."
"Aren't you just an intern?"
"This is what interns do." Bruce said, "Do you expect a licensed doctor to deal with these difficult patients?"
"It seems that there are some patients who particularly impressed you."
"Yes, there are." Bruce nodded and said: "Some of them are not even completely free from the influence of weirdness. They left a deep impression on me."
"for example?"
"There was a very weak female patient who had just undergone surgery. Her lower body was torn. This left her with such a serious psychological shadow that she even dared not sleep with her husband."
"I hope you're not telling some gossip."
"Of course not. According to what she said, a man possessed by a monster broke into her house and raped her."
"Isn't this just gossip?"
"But the problem is, the degree of tearing in this woman's lower body is beyond what humans can do. Her entire pelvic cavity was completely torn open. The whole process was dozens of times more tragic than childbirth."
"Do you think a monster did this?"
"Yes, according to her own recollection, the man's entire lower body turned into genitals, and his arms were like nails, pinning her down and unable to move. And we did find the wounds she described on her shoulders."
"What do you think this means?" Greedy asked.
"Do monsters need to reproduce?"
"Good question, I don't think they are needed, and I don't think they have human desires."
"Then why are they doing this?"
"Maybe it's imitating?" Greedy put forward his own guess. He said: "Because humans need to do this, they do it."
"What are the benefits of imitating humans?"
Greedy shook his head and said nothing.
"In the process of fighting against dangerous nature, you must have encountered some weird events, right?" Schiller asked the Batman of the main universe.
"Yes, I have traveled to various places with dangerous environments around the world, and I have indeed encountered some strange things."
"Can you tell me?"
"I saw a deformed baby in a small village in Albania." Batman from the main universe said: "He has seven fingers on his left hand. There are no other abnormalities in other places. He was only three months old."
"I stayed there for one night, but the next morning, a woman was killed. I became the object of suspicion, but I found that the pinch marks on the woman's neck were very different. I had seen them before.
The marks on the necks of people who have been strangled to death are not like this."
"What does that look like?"
"It's very small, and judging from the marks left on the side of the neck, the murderer may have more than five fingers."
"But isn't the one with seven fingers a baby?"
"Yes, so I said it was a strange thing. Fortunately, I was cleared of suspicion in the end and completed my trip. I never heard anything about that small village again."
"Sure enough, the most dangerous darkness is always hidden at the edge of the world." Schiller sighed and said: "This reminds me of something I encountered many years ago, when I had just passed the exam and became a priest.
, I originally just went to a funeral with my teacher, but almost all the guests at the funeral did not survive."
"It sounds so tragic. It should be big news."
"On the contrary, the church blocked the news because it failed to save a single person despite the presence of two clergy. This damaged the prestige of the church, so almost no one has heard of it."
"How did the monster do that?"
"At first, there was an abnormality in the coffin containing the corpse. The corpse's head rolled around in the coffin, and then everyone's heads fell off. The scene was very scary."
"Then how did you and your teacher escape?"
"My teacher didn't escape. I was just lucky because I stood far away." Schiller shook his head and sighed: "From then on, I understood how dangerous this kind of weird incident is, but no matter how dangerous it is,
It is also the church’s responsibility to protect people.”
"I really hope there are more responsible clergy like you." Batman in the main universe said.
"You know what? I don't like the profession of lawyers. They should be called litigants. They are full of nonsense. But you are different. I think you are very interesting." The clown smiled at the pale knight and said.
"I don't like artists very much either." The Pale Knight said, "I think they are indecisive and pretentious, and you are no exception."
"It's too early to say this." The clown rubbed his nose and said, "I just can't figure out what kind of case there could be in this small village that would make a big lawyer like you come here in person."
"I'm not a big lawyer." The Pale Knight said: "In my hometown, I can only be said to be slightly famous, and my artistic level is probably about the same as yours."
"You are mocking my artistic level!" The clown muttered, "You look like you have never seen anything in the world."
"What world should I have seen?"
"I heard that lawyers have many clients. Haven't you encountered any strange things? I mean strange things similar to our current situation."
"Are you referring to weird incidents? This is not within the scope of work of a lawyer." The Pale Knight paused and then said: "But I have indeed encountered some difficult clients, who were delirious and crazy, just like you.
Likewise, my co-workers said they encountered strange happenings."
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"Then why didn't they go to the police?"
"Perhaps they should have called the police when the incident occurred, but after the incident is over, of course they have to find a lawyer if they want compensation."
"Did you help them get compensation?"
"Of course not. As I said, they are crazy. Who knows if they really encountered a weird incident or if they just want to blackmail the insurance company?"
"What happened to them?"
"I don't know the specifics. I just heard that a person in a publishing house where they worked went crazy. He chopped many people and almost put one person's head into a paper shredder."
"Then how do they know this is a weird incident? What if it's a crazy killer who can't figure it out?"
"Of course it's because the man died in the end, and the forensic result was that he might have been possessed by some kind of monster."
"According to my understanding of the forensic doctors, they would not have made such a conclusion if there was no clear and irrefutable evidence."
"Yes, because there was a book stuck to the murderer's face. When they took the book off the corpse's face, they didn't find any facial features. It was as if the whole face had been smoothed out."
"He put on good makeup on himself." The clown grinned and said, "In that case, I will also tell you a funny story. It happened in an art exhibition."
"The art exhibitions were held by big names, and I was invited, but I didn't send the paintings because I thought it was too vulgar to show people their respect."
The clown rambled on about his artistic achievements for a while, and then continued: "The art exhibition was being decorated at the time, and some paintings had not yet been put into the exhibition cabinets, but were just hung on the wall without any protection measures.
"
"A worker accidentally fell down when he was going down the ladder, and happened to rub against a painting on the wall. The oil paint was rubbed on his shoulder. He went back and washed it, but it couldn't be washed off. The area of the oil paint became larger and larger. In the end, he simply
Became an oil painter."
"On the opening day, he wanted to seek help from the painter who painted the painting, but people thought he was a performance artist. Just when people cheered for him and took photos of him, he fell down, like a pot of colorful
It was like paint, splashed on the ground."
"Everyone who was stained with oil paint was the same as him. They first became colorful and fell into a puddle of paint. The police did not find any human tissue in the paint pile."
"Wonderful." Pale Knight commented: "Absurd and interesting, just like your person."
The clown showed a big smile.
"You said your paintings were not sent to exhibitions, so how did you know this story?"
"My colleague told me, but this is considered a quite sensational incident. It should be in the newspapers. Maybe you can go back and check it out."
"How long have we been gone?" Greedy asked back.
Batman in the main universe stopped talking and said, "I think it's been more than ten minutes. Have you seen the end of the river?"
"No, but there are fewer and fewer fish." Greedy slowed down and finally stopped and looked into the river.
"I think I should do something." Greedy said. He walked to the river under the gaze of everyone and was very close to the water. Just as Night Owl was about to follow him, he stopped in the gaze of others.
His greedy eyes seemed to have adapted to the darkness. He slowly squatted down and approached the river with his hands.
The red dice appears again, dexterity 28 < 50, and the judgment fails.
Schiller's pupils constricted when he saw the number 50, which was the highest test value required so far - which meant that their guess was probably right and the fish had a magical effect.
But the problem is that the maximum number of the dice is 20, which means that you need 30 points of dexterity to be successful.
The Transcendent said that no one's basic value exceeds 60 points. Even if the 30 points allocated by oneself are added, the individual value is unlikely to exceed 30 points.
This is not unanswerable, it just tells them that fish cannot be caught with bare hands.
Schiller thought about the fishing gear in the house. It seemed that those should also be usable props. The river was not far from the entrance of the house's cave. After they saw the fish, they could return to the house to get the fishing gear.
But it’s definitely not going to work now. The house has been burned down by them. Where did the fishing gear come from?
Schiller guessed that it would take a battle to get the fishing gear, because among the three corpses, only the one in the kitchen had not been touched.
Once three battles are completed, there should be someone in the team who can max out a certain skill, and it will be much easier to deal with the next situation.
But it's a pity that their process was a mess, there was no order at all, and they didn't follow the script, which is how it ended.
In this case, you have to use some crooked thinking. After thinking about it, Schiller said: "Do any of you think you are lucky?"