Chapter 263: No Bat Incident (Part 2)

After the apple had danced for who knows how many times, Hugo finally couldn't help it. This was a completely unreasonable space of consciousness!

From the perspective of God and with Schiller's explanation, this composition relationship is not complicated. To put it bluntly, this is actually the embodiment of Schiller's thinking.

For example, the "inverted tower" represents Schiller's process of empathy, "self-control represents his choice when facing temptation", and the unnamed building block theater represents his way of entertaining himself, and the boring square... anyway, it represents boredom.

These thoughts and emotions are common to everyone. If these are replaced by an ordinary person, it may be the same. For example, the process of learning knowledge is embodied in a library, and the process of self-reflection is embodied in a meditation room, etc.

But this is only from the perspective of God in a high dimension. If a traverser is suddenly thrown into these rooms, he will definitely be confused and don't know what is going on.

Hugo has sufficient professional knowledge, and he also knows that this should be the embodiment of Schiller's thinking, but he can't understand what these things represent at all.

From his perspective, he was first teleported to a hospital full of crazy doctors, then tortured and woke up.

After waking up, he went to an office again, where a voice inexplicably instructed him to detonate a bomb, and then he was awakened again.

He found himself kidnapped by a green-haired C-handed building block man again, and this time the power was turned off before he woke up.

Then he was teleported to a void space, watching an apple dance more than 600 times.

If this story was written into a literary work, there would definitely be many readers commenting that this stream of consciousness is a bit too early for carbon-based creatures.

If the first scene can be understood as the embodiment of Schiller's obsession with work and the problems in communicating with patients, the second scene can also be barely understood as the frustration encountered at work and the fantasy when slacking off at work, and the third scene can also be reluctantly explained as some childhood fantasies...

But Hugo really couldn't imagine what an apple dancing more than 600 times meant?

What exactly does it represent?

What else can this represent? !

What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck can it represent? ? ?

Hugo gave up, or he was desperate.

But this is also normal. Anyone who looks at an apple with hands and feet, performing all the ballet and opera repertoires that can be performed by classical music and dance music in the world, should also have similar emotions. It can't be said that he is overwhelmed, but it can be said that he has a great enlightenment.

But before he despairs, he has one last thing to do, and Hugo has not forgotten it. He also has a machine button that can affect people's emotions and make the most fearful things in their hearts emerge.

Finally, Hugo has not forgotten his line: "Let me see, what exactly do you fear the most?"

The moment he pressed the button, the whole world quieted down, and everyone in the audience turned their heads to look at the environment around them, and then found that nothing happened.

"Did your experiment fail? It seems that the passage to the deep consciousness is not open."

"No... maybe it has been opened, but..." Schiller stood up again, and then led everyone to the entrance of the theater. He opened the door and saw the high clouds outside.

The strong wind that was difficult to resist poured in, but Victor still stood on the side and took a look. He found that the door had turned into the shape of a cabin window, and there was a clearly visible airplane wing outside the window.

"What you are most afraid of is flying?"

Schiller shook his head, and then the others saw that the clouds began to become thinner and thinner, the plane was gradually descending, and the city below was gradually enlarged. The plane flew lower and lower, and finally landed smoothly.

"Then what?" Yin Wens asked a little confused.

"I'm not afraid of flying, but of landing smoothly on that plane."

"If one day, I feel a turbulence, and then wake up from my dream and find that I am sitting in the seat of the plane, all of this is just a dream I had during the flight..."

Schiller shook his head and said, "...That's terrible."

No one else understood what he meant, only Jack said, "What an amazing and wonderful dream, but next, you have to stand up from the chair, get your luggage, greet the flight attendants, and then get off the plane. Where are you going next? I don't know, but it must be something ordinary and boring..."

"A person who is afraid of ordinary life but disguised as an ordinary person..." Jack said with a smack of his lips, "Okay, it's a bit funny..."

"But it's not as funny as a person who is afraid of bats but disguised as a bat, hahahahaha!"

Just then, a rabbit hole appeared in front of several people, and Schiller said to Jack, "Don't laugh, work, don't forget our deal."

"You don't expect me to jump into this rabbit hole, do you?" Jack also looked at Schiller and said, the two of them stared at each other, and finally, Schiller snapped his fingers.

In an instant, Jack's clothes turned into a blue and white Lolita dress. The clown looked at his clothes and continued to stare at Schiller. Schiller also stared at him and said, "Isn't this dress suitable for the rabbit hole? Which version of Alice in Wonderland did you watch?"

Yin Wens covered his eyes, as if he thought Jack's outfit was very eye-catching. He said, "No matter who is crazy, if you don't let him leave quickly, I will go crazy!"

"Why didn't the rabbit jump into the rabbit hole?" Cobblepot asked, and Victor answered him: "This is what I emphasized to you before, the importance of reading, I still have a gold edition I will give you Alice in Wonderland later."

Jack and Schiller were still in a stalemate, and finally Schiller said, "How about I tell you a joke, and then you jump in?"

"What joke are you going to tell?"

"The rabbit jumped into the rabbit hole first, and then Alice also jumped into the rabbit hole, and the bat jumped into the bat cave first, and then who jumped into the bat cave?"

"Hahahahaha! It's Jack! Jack also jumped into the bat cave! It's me! Of course it's me!! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"

Jack laughed crazily, then ran towards the rabbit hole and dived in with a diving posture.

"I don't understand what you are crazy about. Is that rabbit hole the passage to your deep consciousness space?"

"That's right..." Schiller said as he looked at Jack who disappeared into the rabbit hole.

"Then why did you let him jump in?"

"Where is this?" Schiller asked a question. Before Victor could answer, he asked himself and answered: "This is my consciousness space, but in essence, everything that happens here is equivalent to a dream."

"If one layer of my dream is compared to the surface of the earth, then the 330 floors above are equivalent to the buildings on the ground, and the ones below the surface belong to the basement."

"Not only do the buildings on the ground have many floors, but the basements also have many floors. A certain level-breaking expert is not only good at breaking through the levels upwards, but also good at breaking through the levels downwards."

"Break through the levels downwards, why do you want to break through the levels downwards?"

"What do you think is the top of my mind palace?"

Well... According to this theory, the top should be the real world, right? As long as you climb to the top, you can control your body and move in the real world?"

"That's right, then what do you think is the bottom of the basement?"

Victor narrowed his eyes, and the other two also thought about this question. Cobert asked: "Is there really a bottom?"

"Of course there is, as long as you dig deep enough, you will reach the bottom one day. ”

“So Jack went to help you dig a basement?”

“Not only did he help me dig a basement, but after digging to the bottom, he also helped me… throw shit there.”

The consciousness space gradually dissipated, the dream began to dissipate, and after the consciousness of several people returned to their bodies, Victor shook his head sleepily. He turned his head and saw Schiller sitting behind the table, holding a globe. When the globe was placed on the table, it was still spinning.

This scene looked familiar. Victor also looked around, but did not find anything unusual. Schiller saw his movements and said to him: "This is one of the sequelae of lucid dreaming. After waking up, you will doubt that you are still dreaming, but I can tell you that this is indeed the real world."

Yin Wens and Cobert both stood up from the sofa and moved their stiff bodies. Only Jack, who was lying on the single sofa, was still asleep.

“What did you tell us in the dream? Jack went to dig down in your deep consciousness? What exactly will he dig? What do you mean by that? That's it..." Victor paused, but still didn't say the somewhat indecent word.

"When you want a fish to float to the surface, in addition to luring it with bait, there is another way..."

"What is that?"

"Dump shit into his house."

Cobert showed an expression of sudden enlightenment. Obviously, he thought of some situations in the past, and then this expression turned into disgust and a little sympathy.

The other two were a little confused, but they didn't ask any more questions.

After the few people left, it was dark again. Schiller sat on the sofa as usual, reading a book and listening to music.

After a while, he felt a wave of sleepiness coming. Schiller took out the refreshing potion that he had prepared long ago and poured it into his mouth, but this sleepiness began to get deeper and deeper, until his eyelids could not open.

There was a voice in the dark saying to him: Sleep, sleep, sleep quickly...

And Schiller's response was, if you don't sleep, don't sleep.

Sleep... Sleep quickly...

No, not sleepy, not sleep...

"You are sleepy! Go to sleep!"

"I'm not sleepy at all! I can hold on for at least another 20 hours!"

"But I can't hold on any longer!!!" the voice yelled.

In an instant, Schiller's eyes went dark. When he regained consciousness, a pale, thin man in a robe appeared in front of him, staring at him with anger in his eyes.

Schiller seemed to have expected it. He stood up from the sofa and asked, "Excuse me, are you the 'Sleeping Man' Morpheus?"

"Yes, I am Morpheus, you..."

Schiller interrupted him, opened his arms, and said, "Morpheus, I'm here to negotiate terms."

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－

Today there is a great party in Gotham. The coolest people here are here. We did a lot of cool things, but guess who we didn't invite to this party? ?

That! Is! You! Bat! Man!