PFC Chapter 2852: The Battle of the Brick People! (6)
Chapter 2852: The Battle of the Brick People! (6)
Chapter 2852: The Battle of the Little Brick People! (VI)
They walked slowly up the winding mountain road until the main universe Batman, who had taken over Wayne Manor, couldn't stand it anymore and sent a car to pick them all up.
Seeing Alfred, even if it was a building block version, Tim couldn't help but show his affection. He followed the old butler to the kitchen, intending to see if the oven in the manor was big enough to stuff some cookies in the gap between baking the staple bread.
Unfortunately, no matter which universe Alfred was in, he had absolute control over snacks and sweets. Tim walked back with a disappointed look on his face. Obviously, he failed to achieve his original intention of using his coquettishness to exchange for some extra sweets.
The remaining three people were studying intelligence in the living room. The Batman of the main universe took over everything in Wayne Manor smoothly. Alfred did not comment on this. The Batman of the main universe thought that this was the most urgent problem that needed to be solved, so he looked at Schiller.
He asked carefully, "I lied. If there is only one person in this world who can definitely recognize that I am a fake, it will not be the Joker, but Alfred. He is the one who knows me best."
"But he didn't make things difficult for you," Schiller said. "He even tacitly allowed you to do this, and maybe helped you in some way."
"Yes, because I could never for the life of me guess that the password to the master control system of the Wayne Manor computer would be 'I need more cookies'."
Schiller laughed, then said, “You should have sent a car earlier so that you could have heard my conversation with Tim through the surveillance system.”
The Batman of the main universe frowned. No matter which Schiller it was, he could always grasp the points that made him uncomfortable. Some of the information he didn't hear was very important, which made him feel like there was something stuck in his throat.
But he was still able to handle such a situation well. He said softly, "Oh," "I'm sorry to miss your insight, doctor, but we have plenty of time now. If you can pick out something more important to say..."
"Of course I am happy to accompany you, but I am afraid I can't pick out the important ones because this is a very complete set of logic."
“I won’t pay on time.”
"Then let's make it short."
Deadpool coughed due to the soda, and after he finally recovered, he rolled his eyes and looked at Schiller and said, "Spider-Man was absolutely right about that shocking comment about you."
"Okay, no more jokes." Schiller sat down on the chair, nodded to Alfred who brought him tea, and then said, "Batman doesn't want to be Batman, even though he acts like he wants to very much, even as if he can't live without this job, but he actually doesn't want to."
This logic may seem contradictory at first, similar to the saying that the more water there is, the less water there is. However, Batman in the main universe knows that this situation is very common in psychology. Essentially, it is because humans cannot fully understand their own state of mind. Even a momentary thought may not be what they intended, and after taking action, they often regret it.
"Let's assume that a person's destiny follows a track. This track has been laid long ago and cannot be changed in any way. Whether it passes through the sea or the grassland, the track will continue forward."
"The person sitting in the car has no way to decide where the track goes, so he just keeps moving forward with the car. Because he can only sit in the car and move forward along the predetermined track, he comforts himself that the scenery outside the window is not bad."
"So if the windows are closed one day, do you think he can accept it? Of course he can't, because he is sitting in the car and can't control the steering wheel. He has nothing to do but look at the scenery. The scenery outside the window is his only sustenance."
"So if the window is closed, he will feel fear, sadness, and even want to waste time and give up on himself."
"But because he has always relied on seeing the scenery to support his life, when there is no scenery, he will think that all his discomfort is because the windows are closed, and never think that it is essentially because he is sitting in the car and the track cannot be changed."
Batman was about to say something, but Schiller interrupted him as if he had predicted it, saying, "He is different from you. You paved the track to the sea of blood and corpses yourself. For you, the process of riding the track is to face difficulties and climb to the top."
"Although the hellish scenery outside the window makes you feel painful, you are not helpless. You can choose to close the window to escape, but you still do nothing. This is your own choice, great hero."
Batman was speechless. He felt that he should have chosen the hourly rate, so that perhaps the other party would add some modifiers to soften the tone instead of sounding so sarcastic.
"In a world without death and injury, there shouldn't be a set track," Schiller said, "nor should we raise a person who can only sit in a car and watch the scenery, but unfortunately, due to some force majeure..."
Just as Deadpool was about to open his mouth to make some grand remarks about this, Schiller blocked his mouth with a piece of bread and gave him a warning look. Deadpool looked at the slightly suspicious Batman from the main universe next to him, but he finally took a bite of the bread and said nothing.
"In this situation, we came and kicked him out of the car, which might have caused him some temporary pain because he could no longer move forward, but was in the middle of a wilderness with no tracks, no cars, and no windows, which made him feel helpless."
"It's not that he doesn't like the wilderness, it's just that he has never experienced the beauty of being in it. But soon he will find that this is what he deserves and what is truly suitable for him."
"You are not him, how can you be sure like that?" Batman from the main universe raised his own question.
"Ah, I know you're going to say something like 'You are not a fish, how can you understand the joy of a fish?' But you have to understand, I'm not a philosopher, I'm a psychiatrist."
"Based on my professional knowledge, if a person sits in a car all day and does nothing but look out the window, he or she is more likely to have psychological problems than if he or she gets out of the car and has fun. I am not responsible for empathizing with others, I am only responsible for curing diseases."
"I know you're going to ask how we came to the conclusion that the latter is better than the former. Maybe some people just like riding in cars? I can only tell you that the psychological laws followed by human society as it evolved to this day are traceable. Most people do this because humans are indeed suited to this. Otherwise, human civilization would not have survived until today."
"If you are one of the few who can't adapt, then I am not responsible for helping you find your true self. Instead, I am responsible for teaching you how to pretend to be the majority. This is how a psychologist works."
Batman was indeed speechless. He discovered the difference between this Schiller and Dr. Schiller. He did not explore the truth of the human spirit, but only pursued practicality, striving to restore people to normal as quickly as possible so that he could feel at ease with his medical fees. "
But that doesn't mean Batman can't retaliate. He said, "I'm going to introduce you to something. You'll be very happy after reading it."
Schiller came over, and Batman took out a box from under the table. When he opened it, it was full of green banknotes - made of building blocks.
Schiller first took a breath, then uttered a sigh, "If you put it in scale, this thing is not even as long as a finger joint. No universe will recognize this kind of banknote."
"But you..." Schiller obviously had his eyes on the main universe Batman's property.
"You're not giving me psychological treatment." The main universe Batman snapped the box shut and said, "Love it or not."
Schiller finally took the box away. The Lego banknotes are quite valuable and can be collected even if you can't spend them.
Then Schiller gave his own conclusion. He said: "Alfred also wanted Batman to see the world outside the car, instead of just following the established track and fighting crimes that don't need to be fought, so he didn't stop you."
“Is being kidnapped by a clown considered the world outside the car window?”
"I think you have too many stereotypes about clowns." Schiller said with a little dissatisfaction: "The clowns in this universe are so innocent, and you, a demon who is good at mind manipulation, shamelessly deceived the clown to do such a thing, and you have the nerve to say that he kidnapped someone?"
"Forget it." Batman is very good at making such perfunctory words to change the subject sound like orders.
But this order is really useful. He said forget it, and no one can argue with him. Schiller is a doctor, and he will do whatever the patient says. Tim is a junior, and he doesn't dare to provoke Batman. As for Deadpool, he has already found out that Batman is targeting him, so it's better for him to say less to avoid dying too ugly.
This is the main reason why Batman is always victorious in the Justice League. When he brings up a topic, people think he must have something important to say. When he gives up a topic, people think there must be some hidden story behind it that he is unwilling to mention.
This is also the advantage of talking less, Batman thought in his heart, if he really is like the Batman in this universe, who can talk more than the Joker, then this deception will not work.
When Alfred brought the afternoon tea, they finally got back to the point - discussing whether Tim could have a third cookie.
Batman took the opposing side and said: "I hope you restrain yourself. I am not abusing you, but if you keep this habit in real life, you will scream in the middle of the night and wake up everyone in the manor. When we are fully equipped to fight the invasion, you will lie in bed and cover your face and say you have a toothache."
"Oh my god, I wouldn't have done that before, would I?" Tim's attention was drawn. He said, "It's hard to imagine how embarrassing this would be."
Then he secretly glanced at Batman's face and thought that if his life was so colorful, perhaps he might not be just a cold and cruel judge as he thought. At least he would not kill Tim who had a toothache, right?
Schiller certainly saw what Tim was thinking, but he just complained in his heart that Batman's life was much more colorful than you thought - thanks to you in another universe.
"I think you can have another piece." Deadpool stood in the square and said, "I think you must know that this is a world of building blocks, so it's okay to eat one more piece, but in the real world you will have a toothache, because this is something that a three-year-old child can figure out."
"So, you can eat sweets here until you throw up, and you can satisfy your long-suppressed desires. Maybe you won't want to eat them so much when you go out."
Tim's eyes lit up, he reached out and high-fived Deadpool, gestured to him and said, "I knew you were a psychology expert too!"
Now the two votes were tied, and everyone looked at Schiller. Schiller took a look at the cookies made of building blocks, and recalled the scene where Alfred took a sugar jar as big as his head and poured a lethal amount of sugar into the raw materials. He couldn't control himself and showed a disgusted expression.
"Woohoo!" Tim put the cookie into his mouth and said while chewing, "Since you don't want to eat it, then I'll eat it!"
Batman just shook his head and handed him the untouched coffee in front of him. Tim just choked, picked up the cup and drank the whole cup of coffee, then let out a long sigh of relief.
Then, he made a move that shocked everyone - Tim threw himself directly into Batman's arms and gave him a hug, "Thank you! I love you the most, Dad!"
With a whoosh, Batman appeared five meters away, tightly wrapped in a long cape, with an expression on his face that could probably be described as "this world is probably crazy."
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