Chapter 1019 Schiller in 1991 (Part 2)

Schiller paused while chewing, then said, "If you really want to stop him, I suggest you put this room behind my room. You should know that the little guy can't stop him."

"That's exactly what I meant. After all, only complete arrogance can stop greed, a personality trait that is the origin of human nature." The superego used a fork to pick up a piece of meat again and put it into Schiller's mouth.

"When the tower landed, what I saw was not a person, but a vortex and a black hole, or in other words, this power was so huge that it created a singularity in this body."

"I don't know if this can be described by scientific principles, but this was my impression at the time, and later, its power did not disappoint me."

"When I found that I could use this power at will, the first thing I did was to use it to repair our scarred thinking tower. I think this should be no problem. After all, although scars represent a kind of memory, if they can be repaired, a brand new tower will be more beautiful."

Schiller nodded, agreeing with the superego's point of view, and the superego continued: " Then, I began to think about how to use this power to solve the problem we are facing now, that is, how to make a living in the world of comics and ensure our own safety. "

"Of course, I have to think about another problem, that is, this matter cannot be known to too many personality fragments, especially greed, morbidity, gluttony, etc., that is, those personalities that may swallow this power in one gulp. "

"You don't need to talk about other personality traits. Only greed will be so crazy. If he knows, he will definitely swallow it even if he will eat himself to death. "

"Sometimes, some of his behaviors really make me reflect, how can I be such a greedy person?" Schiller shook his head and said.

"So, when I formulate a strategy, I must meet two requirements, that is, to solve the security problem, and at the same time, not let Greedy detect any abnormality."

"But fortunately, you have two personality traits. Although Greedy has a stronger driving force, he is not interested in analysis and puzzle solving. He just acts more on the instinct of greed. Therefore, only a reasonable reason that conforms to our common sense can cover up this power."

"So, you created a system that is standard for time travelers." Schiller said, but he thought about it, and then said: "No, that's not right. The system you created has the ability to chat with people from other worlds. How do you do this?"

"I said a long time ago that this power is more like a singularity compressed to the extreme. He and Greedy Schiller got it back. The powers that come from the superego are qualitatively different. The other powers are more like energy, and this power has the ability to change reality. "

The superego turned his head and looked at Schiller who was sitting on the chair. He frowned and said, "Your breathing rate is too fast. It's better to calm down. It has no ability to let us go back."

Schiller took a breath for a while and tried to calm down. Then the superego continued, "As you speculated, the system prompts you heard were all me talking."

"And because of this powerful power that can distort reality, it can really allow us to communicate across the world and even copy other people's abilities... Oh, no, maybe not copying, but I use this power to create something similar to others based on your actions. Similar abilities."

Schiller paused again, then said: "No wonder, the system you created has no fancy functions, not even a store, let alone the functions of turntable, lottery, and exchange of items."

"If I want to, I can actually do it, but we all know that there is no need, and I didn't even cover it up. I know that you called the system several times later, but there was no response, because I didn't want to pay attention to you."

"In fact, it's because we are very safe now, right?" Schiller speculated: "Your disguise is insincere, but perhaps there is no need for sincerity, because greed will not be scrutinized."

"No, I'm afraid, his greed is beyond your imagination." The superego shook his head and said: "Although life is easier in the Marvel world , but he didn't idle in his spare time. "

"When we first got there, Greed spent all his spare time looking for traces of the system. I saw the green light in his eyes and the saliva at the corners of his mouth."

Schiller smiled gloatingly, and then said: "You didn't fight guerrilla warfare with him for so long, did you?"

Chaome also smiled helplessly and said: "In fact, I am more embarrassed than you think. To be honest, the appearance of the clown saved me. After the madman came, Greed thought he was too noisy and rarely went out. "

"I have said it before, he is the craziest one among us. He only pursues endless gains. No matter what he gets, no matter what he will do after getting it, he only enjoys the pleasure of getting it at that moment. "

Chaome sighed and said: "However, this power is not infinite. You can see that cross-universe communication is nothing. The key is to create these abilities out of thin air, which consumes a lot of power. "

The superego looked down at the food on the plate and said, "What you can eat is just a drop in the bucket, of course, except for greed and gluttony."

"We have finished talking about the facts. Next, it is time to make inferences." Schiller took the initiative to open the topic. He swallowed the food in his mouth and then continued, "Where does this power come from?"

"I can be sure that it is related to the original owner of this body." The superego came to a very certain conclusion. He continued, "Before we came here, this power already existed in the body. It did not come with us, but was originally there."

"Because its origin is unknown, after solving the initial survival problem, I am not willing to use it too much. I can come here. Most of those who are dining have strong personality traits, ensuring that even if there are impurities here, they will not control or pollute you. "

Schiller thought carefully, and said: "Remember what is in our subconscious? Feathers, scales, and perhaps deeper, there are more. That is not what we have obtained. It is very likely that they, like this power, originally existed in the body and then sneaked into our consciousness. "

"But we have too few clues now. According to the vague memories we have obtained, there are no clues, and Schiller's original life trajectory should not be able to obtain such a powerful force. It doesn't make sense at all from a logical point of view. "The superego said while thinking.

"Could it be related to the KGB?" Schiller narrowed his eyes and said, "From what we know, the most suspicious thing about Schiller's life trajectory is his experience in the KGB."

At this time, the superego had put down the tableware and began to unfasten the locks on Schiller's body, and said to him: "So, you must now float to the surface consciousness. Do you know who caused the previous explosion?"

"It can't be the KGB?"

"Congratulations, you got it right, and you are the most polite one among the guests I invited to dinner. It would be even better if you could keep your mouth shut from beginning to end."

Schiller tilted his head, exposing the side of his neck, and let the superego open the lock on his neck. He tilted his head and said: "Greedy came here, and he must have no time to speak. If you like this kind of silence, I will help you convey it."

"No need." The superego unfastened the last lock, but Schiller did not stand up from the chair, but picked up the napkin next to him to wipe his mouth, and placed the plates and knives and forks on the table in front of him meticulously, and then stood up.

As he walked towards the door, he said, "You should know that my politeness is based on the electric shock function of the lock. Thank you for not activating it."

The superego watched Schiller leave and said, "You have to know that to deal with some overly violent personalities, there must be some corresponding means, otherwise, what you see on that wound is more than just a tooth mark."

After Schiller left, he took the elevator directly to the surface consciousness. As soon as he woke up, he found that he was lying on a soft bed, and the ceiling was the familiar hotel ceiling.

He tilted his head and saw a strange face, brown hair, gray-blue eyes, and deep eye sockets. Therefore, the eyes have a mysterious look hidden in the shadows, or in other words, this kind of expression, eyes and temperament often only appear in a certain type of people.

"Who are you?" Schiller found that his voice was extremely hoarse as soon as he opened his mouth, so he coughed twice while lying on the bed, took the cup from the man's hand, drank a sip of water, and leaned on the pillow that the man had just stood up.

"The Soviet State Security Committee." The man sat on the chair next to the bed, looked at Schiller, and said, "Andropotsvyevsky, you can call me Andro."

Schiller coughed twice again, and said with difficulty in a dry voice: "Are you the KGB? Why did you kidnap me?"

"Mr. Schiller, we heard that you, as a revolutionary mentor in Central America, were arrested and disappeared by the FBI. We will never give up any comrade, so we sent people into Gotham to search for your whereabouts and finally brought you here."

"I think you found the wrong person. I'm just an ordinary university professor. I still have two papers waiting to be published. Can you take me back?" Schiller said expressionlessly.

Andro lowered his head, smiled, and then said, "Professor Schiller, let's be frank. From the moment you failed to contact Moscow on time, that is, the moment you lost contact, you have been on the KGB's wanted list."

"And this time, no matter what your purpose is, Moscow will not easily believe you again after replacing the identity of the leader of the Central American Revolution."

"So, I need to remind you in advance that this time, I will take you back to Moscow to report on your work, and you will inevitably be interrogated. You used to be our comrade, but you should also know that every comrade who has been lurking for a long time or has had double-agent experience can hardly avoid this process, not to mention that you have been out of contact for a long time."

Schiller turned to look at him. Andro's face was very calm, as if he had said this several times before, but Schiller was also expressionless. He said: "I've said it before, you've got the wrong person. I have nothing to do with the country across the ocean, and I have never joined the KGB. You took me back to Moscow, it was just a brutal kidnapping case. If I can get away, I won't hesitate to tell the reporters all this."

Andro ignored what Schiller said, he just walked to the door and opened it. Another female agent looked at him and said: "The plane is ready, and we will be ready to move in ten minutes. Keep an eye on the target person. After all, this is Gotham."

Andro looked back at Schiller, and just as he was about to speak, he heard a sudden noise downstairs. The two of them drew their pistols at the same time, the female agent rushed out, and Andro took a step back and looked at Schiller.

There was a fierce gunshot downstairs. Andro rushed to Schiller quickly, wanting to take him hostage, but the next second, the glass of the window shattered with a "pop".

Schiller turned his head and looked at the person who rushed in, but it was not Batman or Superman as he expected, but another unfamiliar face.

The person who rushed in knocked Andro down from behind, and another team rushed in from the door. The man with a gun in both hands put the gun back into the pocket of his windbreaker, turned around and looked at Schiller and said:

"Sorry, we are late, Chief."

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