Chapter 940 Exploring Schiller's Past Journey (Part 1)
Zatanna's mind magic requires almost no preparation, no long treatment process, no medical history, no records, and does not even require the patient to be present. The helicopter just takes them to the safe room of the Batcave, and Zatanna
Said she was ready.
Batman narrowed his eyes and looked at her and said: "Schiller is not here, how are you going to enter his inner world?"
Zatanna shook her head and said: "Bruce, mysticism is more magical than you think. In your impression, the spiritual world may be another world hidden under the real world, which is no different from the real world."
"But in fact, the reason why the spiritual world is called the spiritual world is because it can communicate with people's souls, and messengers who can walk in the spiritual world can enter people's hearts."
"Then you can peek into other people's hearts at any time?" Batman asked, but this was not actually a question. His tone seemed very certain and revealed vigilance, but Zatanna shook her head and said, "No,
Walking in the spirit world requires paying a huge price, and not everyone is Constantine who can trick a bunch of demons into paying the price for him."
Zatanna sighed and said: "Actually, before you and I broke up, I had already touched the threshold of magic, and I once tried to travel to the spirit world in my sleep. At that time, I turned a deaf ear to adults' advice and thought
I have mastered the most magical powers in the world, and I can use them unscrupulously."
There was a trace of sadness between Zatanna's eyebrows, and she said: "The price of magic may not be paid overnight. It will penetrate into every corner of your life, making your life and your future move towards the abyss."
Slip down."
"My father's disappearance was not an accident." Zatanna slowly shook her head and said, "This is the price we have to pay."
After saying that, she walked forward and looked up into Batman's eyes. She was very close to him, but felt that she could no longer see through those blue eyes. Zatanna said: "I can hear it.
I can feel that you have too many unnecessary illusions about the occult. Promise me, Bruce, never take this step, otherwise, you will never be able to look back."
"Control power, pay a price, in order to make up for the price paid, try to control more power, and then pay a greater price... This is magic." Constantine sat on the sofa nearby, he said: "If you are not born
If you've been cursed like this, it's best not to get involved. Everything I do is just to save myself."
"Now that we're almost ready, let's get started." Zatanna turned her head away, as if she didn't want to talk about this topic anymore. She took two steps back and said to the two of them: "You'd better find a safe place.
Sit somewhere. When you travel to the spirit world, your body will stay in place. You must ensure the safety of your body. I have heard that more than one unlucky person had his body eaten by their pet when he came back from the spirit world."
The sound of "hissing" exhaust came, and the door of the safe room was completely closed. Batman, Constantine and Zatanna were sitting on the sofas in three directions respectively. Zatanna was chanting a mysterious spell in her mouth.
Soon, Batman felt that a hazy white mist enveloped the entire room.
He felt that his body became very light, and he had an urge to dance. He could no longer restrain the desire to move, so he obeyed his instinct and stood up. When he turned around, he saw that he was still sitting there.
Myself on the sofa.
The same goes for the other two, but both of them are familiar with this. Zatanna waved her hand and said: "Let's go, let's find Schiller's soul in the spiritual world first, and then enter his memory."
Neither Constantine nor Batman said anything, and they just allowed her to carry out her plan. Zatanna flew into the air, with Constantine and Batman following behind her, traveling through a hazy space.
The spiritual world is not empty. Batman discovered that he could still see the scene in the real world, but it was like it was covered with a layer of mist, and the colors became more gorgeous.
He could see that as he passed through the city, countless souls were emitting various brilliance. The neon lights were flowing on the surface of the building, and the wake caused by the flight passed through the light, making it look psychedelic and gorgeous.
.
"You think this is magical, right?" Constantine said as he flew: "But in fact, the spiritual world is much more dangerous than you think."
"The reason why this place seems so ordinary is because demons are unwilling to come to Gotham. If you change to another city, you may encounter demons looking for food at any time, or monsters native to the spirit world."
Batman frowned, and Constantine continued to explain: "The spirit world seems to have existed since ancient times, and so have the monsters here. But for some reason, Gotham not only has no demons, but even monsters that were supposed to be born from the power of the spirit world.
The nameless monsters have also disappeared."
Hearing Constantine's words, Batman pursed his lips, but at this time, Zatanna shouted: "I think we are almost there! Do you see the light spot in front? That is Schiller's soul, he
It should be in the laboratory of Gotham University..."
"He should indeed be at Gotham University." Batman said. Zatanna stopped on the roof of a building, nodded and said, "It seems that that's him. Let's get closer... My
My God, is that the greenest of all things?"
Batman followed Zatanna to the roof of a building. He saw an unknown monster made of vines in the sky above the experimental building. It was extremely huge and eerie, and it was stretching out a
A thick vine inserted into the teaching building.
"The person Green of All Things wants to deal with is Schiller, so why is he chasing him to kill me? Or, what kind of deal has Schiller made with Green of All Things?" Constantine asked with some confusion.
"Okay, don't waste time, our goal is not the green of all things." Zatanna's hands began to light up, and then she explained: "I will directly use psychic magic to invade his soul. At the same time, I will
Pick the weakest link in his soul, simply put, the weakness in his memory."
"Human beings all have things they fear and hate, don't they? Everyone has some bad memories. Among these memories, their control over their own souls is relatively weak, and we can take advantage of them and make up some
A special memory, or setting up a scene that is beneficial to us.”
"And his reaction in these scenes will affect his actions in reality. For example, we can set up a scene where he sells his umbrella in poverty, so that in reality, he will voluntarily take out his umbrella and sell it.
Hand it over."
"Or, we can also create a virtual memory of him hating umbrellas in a weaker link, and let him throw away the umbrella himself. Of course, this will be a bit difficult, so it depends on the specific situation."
"Is there anything I should pay attention to when entering the memory space?" Batman asked.
Zatanna thought for a while and then said: "Remember, in each memory, there is usually a scene or item that can best stimulate his emotions. If we want to stimulate his weakness, we must find this item.
The owner of the memory will have more intense emotions when facing this item, so we can use it to guide the other party."
"Once this object is found, the other party may have an extremely violent reaction because it is poked in a painful spot. At this time, we must find a way out quickly, otherwise, we may face terrible things."
"Of course, after we get this object, we can use it as a support point for fictitious memory, and our first goal is to find this thing."
"Where is the way out?" Batman asked again.
Zatanna paused and said: "Generally speaking, it will be in a place where the other party is resistant and unwilling to contact. As long as we can find it, we can get rid of that memory and go to a safer memory space."
"Okay, let's get ready to go." Zatanna waved her radiant hand in the air, and a portal appeared. The three of them walked in. Then, Batman felt that he had arrived at a tunnel full of
In the dimly lit tunnel.
He didn't need to fly by himself, the light ball at the end was constantly receiving suction, but at this time, he heard Zatanna scream.
"Oh my god! Why is his memory so confusing??!! Hold on to me! Hold on to me! Otherwise we will be separated!!!"
Hearing his shout, Batman subconsciously wanted to grab her hand, but everything happened too fast. The light ball at the end split into three, and the huge suction force made the three of them move towards three different directions.
direction, was pulled over.
As soon as Batman stretched out his hand, he was instantly sucked into the ball of light in the center, and then lost consciousness.
It may have been a long time, or it may have been only a moment. When he opened his eyes again, Batman felt a strong white light flashing in front of his eyes.
After the initial trance, Batman found that he was lying on the hospital bed, and he was no longer wearing a bat suit, but a hospital gown.
He stood up from the bed, looked at the ward, and found that it was different from the ward in his impression.
This was a double room, and it seemed a bit messy at the moment. The bed next to him was tilted, the table between the two beds was knocked over, and water glasses and sundries were scattered on the floor.
Batman frowned. He saw the patient's information hanging on the bedside of the bed next to him, so he walked over and took a closer look and found a few lines of Chinese written on it.
Batman knows Chinese, he knows almost all the mainstream texts in the world, but the name and information written on it make him feel strange. The only information that can be told to him is that this seems to be a mental hospital in China.
Batman frowned slightly. He knew that he should be in Schiller's memory now, but why had Schiller been to a mental hospital in China?
At this time, Batman did not think that the bed next to him belonged to Schiller, because it was a very typical Chinese name and did not seem to be an English transliteration. So, he looked around and began to look for clues in the room.
The whole ward is not big. The two beds are against the left and right walls of the room. Opposite the beds, there is a cabinet for storing personal belongings. In the middle of the two beds is a table, which is overturned on the ground.
Batman first opened the curtains, but found that the scene outside the window was foggy, and he could hardly see any specific scenery. He guessed that this might be because the memory space had not been expanded.
Batman then walked to the overturned table, reset the table, and picked up the water glass from the ground.
But at this moment, he discovered that the bed near him, in the direction of the hospital bed where he woke up, had a very smooth tabletop with no traces at all.
But on the other side of the table, there was a very obvious circular mark. Batman looked at the cups in his hand, and after placing one of the cups on the circular mark, the shape of the bottom of the cup completely coincided with the circular mark.
Explain that this cup has always been placed here.
Batman leaned over and took a closer look. He found that the circular mark was deeper on one side and shallower on the other. He paused, sat on the bed next to the table, placed the cup on the circular mark, and turned the handle towards
Own.
Then he discovered that if the cup was filled with water and held up with the handle, the bottom of the cup without the handle would definitely rub against the table. Therefore, the circular mark would be deeper on one side and shallower on the other.
This clue tells Batman that the patient in this hospital bed may have obsessive-compulsive disorder. After all, judging from the overall depth of the circular mark, this patient makes exactly the same movements every time he drinks water. Otherwise, it would never be possible to leave such a deep mark.
trace.
While recalling the patient's series of actions, Batman was suddenly stunned for a moment, and another scene appeared in his mind.
Batman walked to the side of the bed without traces and sat down, watching as the slightly old walls of the mental hospital peeled off, the wooden floors were removed one by one and turned into ceramic tiles, and the tables changed from round to square.
Opposite him, Schiller was drinking a glass of water just delivered by the gang boss.
When Schiller put the cup down, the crisp sound of the bottom of the cup touching the table was deafening. Batman saw that Schiller turned the handle of the cup with one finger, and then turned the handle towards him.
At this time, the length of the cup handle from the edge of the table and the length of the circular trace from the table circle completely coincide with each other.