In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 999: Battle for the Tower (33)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

"The capital you have makes you have a class gap with the people you sympathize with, and brings you greater power than them. You want to use these powers to take responsibility and create happiness for them life."

"But in fact, the happy life of the people is neither created by capitalists, nor does it need capitalists to create it."

"Capitalists don't create anything, they just exploit and **** blood layer by layer in the process of creating a happy life from the people."

"You think that you have such great power, but you don't abuse it, but do your best to benefit the people, but in fact, the power you have gained is precisely based on your exploitation of the people."

"That's why there are no kind capitalists in this world. The wealth they use to spread their kindness is drawn from the blood vessels of the proletariat, including you, Batman."

"The huge wealth you have, the high-tech equipment, and all the investment you use to save the people actually come from the people."

Schiller stepped across from Batman, and when the gray and blue eyes met, it was like waves hitting the high wall of a dam.

Schiller looked at Batman and said: "I told you at the beginning, you have to invest all your wealth to save all mankind and help them achieve ultimate happiness."

"You made this difficult decision, and you feel great and dedicated to it."

"But in fact, you are not great, and this is not a dedication. The things you have paid are what the people deserve."

"Just like now, you led the demons to seize the mine and overthrew the rule of the corrupt general. You became the new owner of the mine, so you have more power, but this shouldn't belong to you alone. It should belong to every demon who has labored and shed blood during this process.”

Schiller tilted his head, stared into Batman's eyes and said, "Your eyes tell me that you are not convinced."

"You are thinking that without you, they will never wake up. You are thinking that you also bleed and fight on the battlefield, and even achieved more victories than them."

"Indeed, you acted as a guide, so naturally you should be rewarded, but this kind of reward is really so much, do you want to occupy the fruits of everyone else's labor?"

Schiller moved a little closer, looked into Batman's blue eyes and said:

"I think, for my conclusion, your mind should be filled with all kinds of negative emotions."

"So, answer me, Batman, does this negative emotion come from your greed for capital, or your arrogance to the people?"

"Let go of me!" Batman growled, his lips raised very rarely, baring his teeth like a beast in self-defense, and he repeated again: "Let go of me, clown! Otherwise You are dead!"

Schiller took two steps back, showed a very bright smile, and said, "Did you see it? Feel it?"

The veins on Batman's forehead bulged, his arm muscles swelled, and the links of the iron chain were torn loose by him, but the next second, he suddenly froze there.

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He kept panting, as if he had expended a lot of physical strength, and then he finally calmed down, and said in a daze, "...why?"

"What do you want to ask?" Schiller asked again very patiently.

Batman stopped talking, he hung silently on the stone pillar, like a piece of bacon that has been kept in the corner of the butcher shop for the longest time, but is the most reckless.

"I think you have found the answer." Schiller's tone suddenly softened, like a real teacher, and he said: "You should already understand why we don't want to talk to you This topic."

"It's not because you are a capitalist now, but because, from the beginning to the end, you are unwilling to become a proletarian."

"You are afraid of this identity." Shiller commented, he said: "Perhaps, it is not because of your greed for capital, nor because of your arrogance to the people, but still because of the psychological trauma you once had. , making you terrified of 'powerlessness to change'."

"You don't want to face the death of your parents, but you can't do anything. Such a tragedy happens again, and you don't want to feel powerless again when facing this kind of thing."

"You feel that the proletariat is powerless, with no knowledge, no wealth, no weapons, and nothing. The more you understand the cruelty of reality, the more you feel that they cannot resist...you are afraid of this situation. "

Batman bowed his head, he remained silent, but Schiller said: "The sense of powerlessness often comes from low or weakened internal drive, and the growth of internal drive requires a sense of security."

Schiller sighed and said: "Actually, I am very reluctant to say this. It sounds too old-fashioned, but this sentence is really suitable for your situation."

"Money, technology, and equipment cannot bring you a real sense of security. Capital cannot be your only hope, and capital cannot be anyone's only hope."

"You need care, understanding and trust. Someone has to love you, and you have to love someone."

Batman closed his eyes, he kept silent, Schiller didn't intend to force him to speak, he turned his head to the demon standing at the entrance of the cave, the demon stepped forward and untied the chain, Schiller shrugged I touched my shoulder and said:

"I'm used to taking some fixed measures on my patients to prevent them from escaping. They often run away. I don't know why. They are always so timid. I obviously follow the regular process for treatment. Feels pretty good, right?"

The Batman who landed half-kneeled on the ground, coughed twice, looking very weak, Schiller put his hands in the pockets of his suit pants, looked down at him, and said with some puzzlement: "Look, You are always like this, and you can't stick to the treatment process for less than an hour."

"Don't be paralyzed there, you seem to be saying, I am an unprofessional violent doctor, but this is the first very formal psychotherapy I have given you."

"I use almost every technique I've ever learned. No one has ever treated you like this. If you act like you've been abused, I'll go back and burn your medical records to prevent, In the future, you will mention me in your autobiography, and I will have to respond to you in my autobiography.”

Schiller's tone was very relaxed. Batman hadn't heard such a tone for a long time. He remembered that the last time Schiller was so relaxed was when he had a party with Schiller during his freshman year. And Harvey, Gordon and Victor.

They gathered around a table together, talking and laughing, Schiele was also very good at this kind of dry humor with irony, acting more like an Englishman.

These scenes kept lingering in Batman's mind, making him even more dazed. Seeing his expression, Schiller shook his head, then turned and walked forward, he said, "Don't expect me to help you , My fusion process has not been completed, if you don't want to hear that lunatic laughing in your head in the middle of the night, you'd better stand up and walk by yourself."

Batman stood up unsteadily, he looked back at the scene in the mine, the commotion had been quelled.

The two red demons failed. Moran was not a very shrewd opponent. Although Merkel was young, he was much more experienced than him. The moment he drew out his dagger, Merkel subdued him.

Merkel walked back with the trembling hexagon, stroking it with his tentacles to comfort him, and at the same time, listening to him tell about the plan to assassinate Batman concocted by Moran and his companions.

Merkel just laughed at this plan and didn't take it to heart. It was actually difficult for these miner slaves who were trapped in the mine all day long to formulate any decent strategy.

In this world, there is no wise decision that comes from daydreams all day long. The closed environment dooms some of their little tricks to appear clumsy and lame, let alone Alfred, who has experienced many battles. Even Merkel can be easily dismantled.

Finding that Hexagon was fine, Batman followed Schiller all the way, left the mine, they walked up the road halfway up the mountain, and returned to the gate of General Rotten Heart's castle. Standing outside the gate, Schiller turned and looked Looking at Batman, he said, "What are you doing with me?"

"Psychotherapy is over. Although I'm not billing by the hour, you'd better not expect any free gifts." Schiller shook his head and smiled, politely as if refusing rude guests cashier.

Just as Schiller turned around and was about to approach the gate of the castle, he heard Batman's voice behind him: "I want to go in and stay for a while."

"Don't play dumb with me, I know you are not injured, there are still many things waiting for you to do..." Schiller paused, then showed a suddenly realized expression, and said:

"Oh, I almost forgot, General Rotten Heart has provided me with a lot of help, so I should also take over his duties. According to the original script, when you rush into the castle of the devil and kill him , you will find a letter in his office."

After speaking, Schiller took a piece of paper from the demon next to him, and said, "This is a letter written by the wife of the demon lord Belial, the queen of this country, to General Corrupt Heart."

"This rotten general seems to be the queen's cousin, or they have some other blood relationship. The queen named Mrs. Das stated in the letter that the newly appointed national teacher replaced her. The position in His Majesty Belial's heart, His Majesty Belial began to distrust her."

"Of course, there is something mentioned here..." Schiller pointed to the letter and said: "The name of this national teacher is Schiller. Of course, it is not me, but the Cong Gao you saw before." One of many Schillers that ran out of the tower."

"According to Mrs. Darth's information, these Schillers went to different demon lords and assisted them. It was they who provoked the war in hell, and the purpose seemed to be to compete for the center of the battlefield. A tower."

Speaking of which, Schiller closed the letter, and he said: "I won't read the rest, but the queen really can't count on his cousin, because I found it under the skin of General Rotten Heart. With too much fat layer, this general has been at ease for too long, and I am afraid that he cannot provide any military help for his anxious cousin."

"Of course, he can't, you can." Schiller stepped forward, stuffed the letter into Batman's arms, and said, "Next, you must provide the most professional letter in the world that you just received. Psychological consultation, pay a certain amount.”

"When I was in trouble, none of those indifferent guys were willing to stand up for me ~IndoMTL.com~ and they had to pay for it."

"I think, the history of the rise of that behemoth on the other side of the ocean has already told you, the way to stimulate the greatest war potential in a short period of time..."

"Go, Batman."

After Schiller finished speaking, he stared at Batman. Batman stood still, so Schiller looked at him and said, "The mission has been read, you can go."

But Batman still stood there silently, and Schiller sensed that Batman might want to say something, so he also stood there without moving, and the two of them remained in a stalemate for more than ten minutes.

Now Batman is sure that the memories of Schiller's childhood that he saw in the memory space should be true. Schiller can really stand still and stare at a person for more than ten minutes, from childhood to adulthood, exactly the same .

He cleared his throat, opened his mouth once, but closed it again, lowered his head and raised it again, like a puppet performing a pantomime.

"What do you want to say?" Schiller asked, and he said instinctively: "There are no more clues, isn't what I said clear enough? Find a way to beat them all down and let me return to my hometown, It's that simple."

"I didn't mean to ask this." Batman said suddenly, he was silent for dozens of seconds, and then his eyes fell on the wound on Schiller's shoulder, the metal ring that went through the collarbone was still not taken off , and because of Schiller's strenuous exercise, his shoulders and necks were already covered in blood.

Schiller followed Batman's line of sight and looked down at his collarbone, but he was a little dazed. At this moment, he heard Batman's slightly stiff tone:

"...is your wound okay?"

Schiller froze in place.