The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 2249 Jincheng comes late in autumn (39)

Chapter 2249: Late Autumn in Jincheng (Thirty-nine)

"Indeed, Schiller's method is very good. From a psychological point of view, retreating to advance is essentially taking advantage of other people's guilt. They think you will fight, but in fact you don't. For a person in the midst of an emotional outburst, this is like the sound of a bell, and every sound is deafening."

Natasha crossed her arms and analyzed, "I believe this can solve the problem between Stark and Pepper very well. At least it can shake Pepper up and make her gradually accept Stark."

"But there are still traps hidden in this. Don't forget that although Pepper is not a superhero, she has her own moral bottom line. She is not the kind of woman who will be blinded by love. After all, the momentary hesitation is short-lived. When she wakes up, she will still make the right judgment."

"She accepted Stark emotionally, but her moral requirements still made her unable to accept the various behaviors of this evil Iron Man. So the only way is to supervise him, reform him, and prevent him from doing bad things again."

"She believes that the love that the evil Iron Man has shown her not only requires her to love him back, but also gives her the responsibility to bring him back to the right path."

"So it's conceivable that their reconciliation is just the first step, and if Stark is even willing to endure jail time for Pepper, then the forced supervision in the future will probably have an effect on him."

"Isn't that a good thing?" Pamela said. "A prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold."

"But that doesn't mean he won't suffer. A bad guy who acts on impulse may be able to change his ways, but letting a bad guy become a superhero is like locking him in a small cage. Pepper will become Stark's heaviest shackles."

"But this isn't even the worst." Natasha turned her head to one side and said, "I believe Stark's mind must have been very confused before he came here, because he was facing so many troubles, being interrogated, his future was uncertain, Pepper was injured, and the superheroes teamed up against him."

"But coming here to face Schiller gave him the solution to all his problems. Schiller's invitation allowed him to temporarily escape from that troubled universe, and if he wanted, he could prepare outside until no one could restrict him."

"The most important thing is that Schiller solved his problem with Pepper and cleared his mind of all the clutter."

“Isn’t this a good thing?”

"Just like there will never be a power vacuum, the storm in Tony Stark's overly emotional brain will never stop. He previously placed all his emotions on Pepper, and now he won't be able to see or contact Pepper for a long time. Who do you think he will project his abundant emotions onto?"

Pamela swallowed.

"And you." Natasha looked at Pamela sideways and said, "You are actually..."

Just as she said this, a tall black shadow walked out from the porch. Looking over the bushes, Natasha saw a pair of eyes that were a mixture of darkness and azure.

"Batman?" Natasha called tentatively. She didn't know if this was her former teammate Batman, but he looked very similar.

"Ma'am, didn't expect to see you here again." Batman came out from behind the bushes.

To Natasha's surprise, Batman was wearing a dark purple suit with black irises and a patterned scarf, which made him look gorgeous and dignified. She thought she would see someone in black again.

Batman seemed to see through what Natasha was thinking, and he said: "In order to avoid wearing the same clothes as the doctor, Alfu chose bold colors for me."

"It's actually easier to wear the same clothes as others," Pamela muttered.

"What are you doing here? Visiting the garden?" asked Natasha.

"Is Dr. Schiller here? I'd like to talk to him."

Natasha immediately became alert, but Batman was obviously not affected by the answer to this question. He was just asking casually. He actually came here to observe Schiller's bedroom window from the best angle.

He soon found what he wanted. He saw Schiller's figure flash past the window and seemed to be walking towards the corridor. Batman immediately turned around and rushed towards the corridor on the second floor.

Natasha's actions and words to stop him were too weak and were soon blown away by the night wind. She could only sigh, retract one hand, and comfort herself in her heart that Batman was a mature adult and he knew his limits.

Less than half a minute after Batman left, another pair of blue eyes appeared behind the bushes. Natasha pinched her temples with one hand and watched Pamela wave to the younger Batman in front of her and said, "Hi, Bruce, you're finally here. I heard you got sunburned?"

"A little bit, but not serious. Selena helped me cover it up with foundation."

"Where is she?" Pamela asked.

"I went to say hello to Cobert. Cobert helped her when she rented a new house. She wanted to ask Cobert when he would be free so that we could treat him to a meal."

Pamela was about to say something else when Natasha interrupted her, looked at Bruce and said, "Don't tell me you're here to see Schiller too."

Bruce was startled and said instinctively, "Of course not. I heard from Lex that there were two beautiful ladies in the back garden... Wait, who else came to see Schiller?"

"That's a lot." Natasha said unhappily, "So you guys are here to attend the banquet. I thought you were going to let Schiller solve all your troubles for the rest of your life here."

Bruce widened his eyes slightly and said, "Is Professor Schiller doing counseling?"

"First of all, it's not Professor Schiller, secondly, it's not just ongoing now, and finally, I think it's not psychological counseling, but illegal manipulation."

“Who did he manipulate?”

"There are many, some you don't know and some you know. The most recent one is Stark. Oh no, it might be Batman."

"Are there other Batmen coming?"

"You don't know?" Natasha looked towards the banquet hall where more and more people were gathered. She said, "I have seen at least two people standing here. They were all my teammates when I participated in the game before."

"Who is the one who went to Schiller?"

"I can't tell you which one is which, but he's older than you, much stronger, and if I must say, the hottest and sexiest Batman of them all."

Natasha was halfway through her words when Bruce was almost at the porch. He turned around, made an OK gesture to Natasha and said, "If Clark or Diana comes looking for me later, just say Selina and I went to the lounge."

"Very good, another teenager was sent in." Natasha rubbed her temple, then quickly reacted and asked, "Why did he hide it from his two friends?"

"It's hard for me to explain," Pamela said. "It's too complicated to explain. If you really want to know, go ask them."

The opportunity came quickly and Clark came over soon. After Natasha looked him up and down with a sharp gaze, she was sure that he was not only a handsome guy, but also a normal person.

"Where's Bruce? Have you seen him? I heard he got a sunburn? Is he okay? Where is he now?"

"His sunburn was alright, uh…he and Selena went to the lounge."

Clark narrowed his eyes.

"Oh, please, you can't read my mind!" Pamela lowered her hands helplessly and said, "You know I don't have to lie."

"Unless he told you, where on earth did he go?"

"I went to see Schiller."

Then Natasha watched helplessly as the expression on this extremely handsome face cracked.

Clark turned and tried to leave, but Natasha quickly stopped him and said, "Where are you going? Are you going to look for Schiller too? Don't you think there are too many people looking for him now?"

"Excuse me ma'am, please let me go. I have to hurry over. I'm afraid those two will make some big noise again. I have to wait aside to stop them."

Clark was afraid of hurting Natasha, so he didn't dare to hold her hand. He just walked forward. Natasha quickened her pace and followed him and said, "Make a big noise? Have they ever made a big noise?"

Clark stopped suddenly, but Natasha failed to brake and her shoulder bumped into his, causing her to cry out in pain.

"Oh, God." Clark quickly turned around and supported Natasha, and said, "I'm sorry, I just thought of some bad things, very terrible memories, are you okay, ma'am, I'll take you to the lounge."

"My God, are your shoulders made of city walls? How come they are so strong?"

Of course Natasha asked knowingly. She had to hold this young man back. Although he was a normal person, he was still a teenager and of the same type as Pamela. It would be okay when he was under control, but if he was out of control, it would be a disaster like the end of the world, and teenagers are usually out of control.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. I am indeed... stronger. I'll help you to the lounge first, but my friend's condition is more urgent. I'm afraid I have to go there immediately."

"An emergency? Sorry, I really don't understand. If the guests attending the banquet have a close relationship with the host, it's okay for them to meet before the banquet starts, right?"

"Well, they're not..."

"Isn't it more intimate?"

"No, they are close, but...their approach to intimacy is a little too advanced."

Natasha narrowed her eyes. Of course she was not hurt, she was just trying to get some information. Judging from Clark's expression, there must be a long story behind this.

"I'm sorry, but I heard Bruce Wayne has a girlfriend, so you and him..."

"What? You suspect both of us..."

"Why else would you cling to him so much?"

"It's really not that I'm clinging to him, but the situation may be very urgent." Clark was a little speechless. He said: "You don't know what they did before. God, you may not believe it when I tell you."

"Why don't you believe this? Tell me about it."

Clark took a deep breath, obviously he had been holding it in for a long time. In this regard, his super brain finally began to work at a rapid speed, accurately summarizing for Natasha in the most concise and accurate language how Bruce and Schiller had tortured each other over the past four years.

The more Natasha listened, the wider her mouth opened, and in the end she was completely stunned.

Then, without waiting for Clark to help her, she rushed upstairs at full speed, and turned around and roared, "What are you waiting for! Stop him quickly!!!"

(End of this chapter)