Chapter 519: Schiller Is Probably Crazy (Part 2)

"Hurry! Hurry up and find a way! Bring him back to the real world! Quick!"

Stark is almost like an ant on the hot pot. He thinks that if this continues, Schiller may not want to be resurrected, and then the matter will be serious.

"But we can't convince him now!" Steve was also anxious. He said, "I have seen similar situations on the battlefield before. After the emotional breakdown, the more comfort and persuasion he received, the less he listened."

Charles took a breath and said, "This is normal. Therefore, the treatment of mental illness sometimes requires medication, otherwise the patient will never be able to calm down and accept treatment."

"But this is a dream world. Where can we find tranquilizers?" Stark frowned and asked, but then he thought for a while, then looked at Charles and asked, "Professor Charles, even if you can't use coercive means to modify Schiller's memory, can you make his mind more stable?"

"If it's just this personality, maybe it can be done, but if it's that tower, I'm afraid I can't do it. How can I calm a tower down?"

Charles recalled again and said, "If I remember correctly, if I don't pass through that tower, Schiller's personality will not be able to float to the surface of consciousness, and he will not be able to control his body."

"There are so many personalities in that tower. I can't hypnotize each of them. If we take this tranquilizer down The personality coming up will definitely be stopped, and you may not be able to break through. "" Stark and Steve looked at each other, and Steve took the lead in saying, "Now that he doesn't seem to be in Gaota." The gods of Egypt, we can take advantage of this gap to let this personality fall asleep, and then take it to Gaota, let him float to the surface of consciousness ... "" No, Schiller's body is still dead. "Steve also raised his objection, he said," How do we resurrect him? " According to this principle, as long as Schiller's soul returns, and the flesh returns to the alive physiological state, he can be resurrected. But Stark said quickly: "Ordinary people may not be able to do it, but have you forgotten? Lan Ling and the others told us that there is also a special symbiote in Schiller's body, which is the source of Schiller's power to turn into gray fog."

"For symbiotes, there are almost no wounds that they cannot repair. We just need to let the symbiote repair Schiller's body, and then let his soul return, and he can be resurrected."

"In theory, it works." Steve nodded and said, "There is another question. How can we let the symbiote repair the body? We are not Schiller and cannot control him."

"He should have independent wisdom. As long as he has wisdom, we can convince him." Stark stopped and said, "Okay, that's it, let's do it first. Let's try this plan. "

He looked at Professor Charles and said, "Professor, you are responsible for calming down this personality in the room, and then we will take him back to the tower along the path we came from."

"After we return to the tower, Steve, you are responsible for watching him, and I will find the consciousness of the symbiote that may exist in the tower, and then try to persuade him to repair Schiller's body."

"When the body is repaired, we will send this personality to the surface of consciousness, let the soul return, and Schiller will be resurrected."

"After that, we control his body, find a way to calm him down, and then talk about letting him receive psychiatric treatment..."

Stark said this series of plans quickly, but the other two heard it very clearly. After listening to the plan, they started to act.

Charles' ability is indeed more than what it seems on the surface. When they squinted their eyes, an invisible force spread out. As the frequency gradually slowed down, all the consciousness bodies present felt irresistible sleepiness.

"Wait a minute! Professor! You can't settle us down together!" Steve said sleepily.

Charles paused for a moment, and then Stark and Steve got out of this state. However, Schiller's head, who was talking to the scale next to the table in the room, began to droop, and then gradually fell on the table and fell asleep.

In the dark, Charles felt as if he heard a sigh, and that sigh was full of relief.

But he did not find anything unusual, and the plan was still going smoothly. Stark and Steve walked into the room and lifted up the sleeping Schiller. Seeing that he was holding the scale in his hand, Stark hesitated for a moment, but still did not take it away.

When the two carried Schiller out, Kong Su, who was waiting outside, was shocked to see Schiller sleeping, but then he took the three back to Schiller's mind palace along the original route.

Steve and Kong Su took Schiller back to the ward of the mental hospital on the 10th floor. The owner of that ward was not there, so it was just right for them to use as a base.

Steve wanted to go with Stark to find the consciousness of the gray fog, but was rejected by Stark. Considering that Schiller might wake up at any time, Steve finally stayed to guard the sleeping Schiller.

After leaving the mental hospital on the 10th floor, Stark stood at the entrance of the stairs and hesitated for a while, not knowing whether to go down or up.

Suddenly, he heard a "dong dong dong" sound, leaned on the railing of the patio and looked down, and saw the young Schiller running after a gray ball.

The ball looked familiar, like highly concentrated gray mist, or slime. Stark was stunned for a moment, then walked down the stairs quickly and stopped the gray ball.

The young Schiller, who was chasing the ball behind him, was shocked when he saw Stark appear here. At this time, Stark had picked up the ball.

The gray ball caught by Stark suddenly turned into a gray mist floating in the air. Stark saw two eyes made of vortexes. If he was not mistaken, the expression of the gray mist was also shocked.

It was the first time Stark spoke to such a creature. He hesitated for a moment and didn't know how to start, but still said: "I am Stark, a friend of your master Schiller. Do you know me?"

To Stark's surprise, the gray mist nodded. Although it was impossible to see where the head was, Stark saw that he wanted to nod.

"Okay, listen, your master is in some trouble now. I know that he may have told you a plan before, asking you to remove your body's defenses so that he can die, but the problem now is that his soul is in some trouble. If we don't revive him, there is no way to treat him..."

"So, I hope you can control yourself to repair Schiller's body, as if his soul returns to the body and resurrects..."

After speaking this long paragraph at a fast speed, Stark didn't expect the symbiote in front of him, who looked like an exhaust leak, to understand, but once again, what was beyond his expectation was that the gray fog sent a puzzled emotion to him, and then Stark actually heard a voice saying:

"...What did you say?"

"You can speak? Why didn't you speak earlier?!" Stark stared at the gray fog and asked.

"He doesn't let me talk to strangers casually." Gray Mist replied, "Besides, I smell the smell of a disgusting guy on you..."

"Disgusting guy? Who? Wait... Could it be that piece of mud?"

"Yes, it's him. He is sick. I don't want to play with him. Stay away from me."

"Okay, you are right about this. That piece of mud is indeed sick... No, I don't want to say this. Did you understand what I said before?"

"But I won't disobey his orders." Gray Mist replied: "If he didn't ask me to do it, I wouldn't do it."

"But now it's for his good..."

Stark was stunned as soon as he finished this sentence, because he seemed to have heard this argument a long time ago.

He recalled that Schiller had asked Jarvis the same question in the car when he first met him, and then asked him the same question.

So Stark cleared his throat and asked the gray fog:

"If one day, Schiller is dying, and one of your decisions can save your master, but he is strongly opposed, what will you do?"

"If you obey the order and don't save him, and he dies, will you regret it?"

"If he dies, do you think he will regret creating you before he dies?"

"If he dies, do you think he will resent you?"

"If he resents you, will you blame yourself?"

"If you are given another chance to start over, will you make a different choice?"

"If you disobey Schiller's orders and choose to save him, and he blames you afterwards, will you feel resentful?"

"If you disobey Schiller's orders and save him, but he wants to kill you for disobeying orders, will you resent him?

After Stark used his amazing memory to return these questions to the gray fog intact, the scene he expected, like the crash of the Jarvis program, did not appear. The gray fog said:

"In principle, I will not disobey his orders..."

Instead, Stark was stunned. He looked at the gray fog and said, "In principle, no... What do you mean?"

"It means you have to pay more."

"I..."

Stark covered his forehead. How could he forget that one of the biggest characteristics of the symbiote is that it follows its master. Obviously, this symbiote did not follow a good one.

"What do you want?" Stark asked.

"When he wakes up, if he finds that a bottle of wine is missing a mouthful, you can tell him that it is a loss during storage, how about that?"

Stark didn't understand Gray Mist's request, but it didn't sound like a difficult thing, so Stark agreed.

After that, Gray Mist disappeared from in front of him. After a while, he came back and said:

"The body has been repaired. The elevator is over there. The elevator manager is on vacation today. If you want to leave, you'd better leave early..."

Stark felt a little weird, but his anxiety prevailed. So he hurried back to the insane asylum, and then carried the sleepy Schiller into the elevator. He returned to his consciousness without any obstacles. After that, the three of them woke up from their dreams and returned to reality.

After they left, Gray Mist sighed, entered the elevator, and went all the way to the hospital floor. At this time, two figures were holding the railing of the patio and looking down.

Gray Mist came up and rubbed against one of the figures in black suits. DC Schiller touched Gray Mist's head and said, "Don't think I didn't hear you just now. Did you steal wine again?"

"I didn't. It was a loss during transportation!"

Schiller shook his head helplessly. He lit a cigar and said to the green-haired figure next to him, "To be honest, we can actually convince the 'self' to cooperate with us..."

The green-haired figure chuckled but said nothing.

DC Schiller touched the wound on his forehead and said, "It should be reasonable for me to take a little revenge on this extremely unethical behavior of letting a patient handle so much work?"

"But you should have other purposes, right?" The green-haired Schiller turned his head and asked.

DC Schiller snorted coldly and said, "You may think that I am the crazier one, but in fact, on the contrary, he is much crazier than me. The most crazy emotion in the world is greed."

"Using suicide to test a secret that makes him curious is just a routine operation for him, but I must prepare a back-up plan to prevent him from killing us together."

"So what?"

"He suffered from childhood autism, witnessed the tragedy of his parents being killed, and developed an antisocial personality due to psychological trauma, but in the end, he made contributions to this society through his own efforts..."

"This origin story with many protagonist elements superimposed should provide great protection for our survival in this world."

"Why are you sure that this can become our origin story?" asked Schiller with green hair.

Schiller, wearing a black suit, took a puff of cigar and slowly exhaled the smoke. Through the smoke, he looked at the floor below and said:

"It's not the story that is important, but the storyteller."

"When several extremely important beings in this world are passing on this origin story..."

"The story is no longer a story."

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