Chapter 1450 Research on Manipulation (XVI)

Split, superposition, iteration, and return.

Thoughts spun in the dark and empty spiritual space, like fallen leaves lost in a whirlpool. There were too many complicated thoughts that could not be sorted out. Bruce had never felt the fear of his brain being out of his control as deeply as today.

But this fear was given to himself. He was trying to observe himself from another angle, or more than one angle, but thousands of angles that belonged to him but were not his.

It sounds close to metaphysics, but all this is happening in reality. Bruce found that his acceptance of cutting his own thoughts was much higher than he thought. Perhaps it was because he had imagined a more magnificent fragmentation than just a few pieces, and guessed how Schiller's personality would break like snowflakes.

What stumped him was not the degree of acceptance, but the feasibility of the operation. He had been trying for a long time, but he just couldn't make two or more thoughts appear in his brain, let alone make them work together and cooperate with each other.

Trying to withdraw from one of the perspectives again, Bruce found that his thinking began to become slower and slower, as if he saw another self in a dream, but that was of no use to the matter. This sleepwalking state was not suitable for rational thinking.

He could not wake up from all perspectives. Often one perspective was thinking logically, and all other perspectives were sleepwalking, or they repeated the ideas of the first perspective to do meaningless verification, which was not what Bruce wanted.

Human thinking is limited, and people cannot see themselves from the perspective of others.

But to some extent, people with dissociative identity disorder can do this. Their other personalities can objectively evaluate another self. This objectivity is extremely valuable and can allow a person to accurately judge his situation and position. This is the result Bruce wants.

If one personality trait does things subjectively and another personality trait judges objectively, then he will never be trapped by the bias, narrowness and blind spots of subjective perspectives, and look at everything in the world from a broader perspective.

Bruce woke up again in pain. He had tried countless times, but none of them succeeded. Of course, he thought about giving up, but he couldn't give up because he was now in Amanda's sensory deprivation confinement.

In an environment without sensory perception, humans can't do anything else except thinking. Bruce didn't try again and again, and he had no other way to spend the time. He really regretted not building a mind palace.

Yes, Batman doesn't have a mind palace, but it's not that he doesn't have the ability to build it, but he chose another way after weighing the pros and cons.

If Schiller's mind is compared to a computer, then the tower is a whole computer system, with powerful functions, complete information, and a very convenient front-end system for operation.

If Schiller wants to access a certain memory file, he clicks on a specific folder, that is, the database and library in the tower, and then searches according to time, place or keywords.

For ordinary people, this method is already incredible, because ordinary people's thinking is relatively chaotic, most of the memories are mixed together, cannot be touched, and cannot be sorted. Once they learn to sort out the things in their minds, they will take a big step forward in memory efficiency.

But Batman's way of thinking is even more incredible. He has a computer system, but there is no front end, no desktop, no folders, and nothing is displayed. After the computer is turned on, it is a blue screen. If you want to do anything, you can only type in code.

There is nothing in his mental space, no buildings, no memories, no self-image. If someone invades his memory space, they can't see anything and there is no trace to follow.

When Bruce wants to find a certain memory, there will be a special thinking process, just like typing a code in the system, and then it will accurately lead him to jump to the desired memory fragment, which is simple, fast, and extremely accurate.

These two methods have their own advantages and disadvantages. The Mind Palace has great advantages for the classification and organization of memory. It can divide the types of memory into very fine categories. Using the diagram memory method can also make the memory fragments lasting and not lost.

But the disadvantage is that it takes time to search. Even for Schiller, it takes a little bit of searching to search for a large number of memory details in a short period of time. If you don't actively search, even if something familiar is placed in front of you, you can't remember it at all.

The advantage of Batman's way of thinking is that he can modify the underlying code at will, change the way the memory is triggered, and even set a reminder mode. When he sees something, as long as it has appeared in his memory, this memory will immediately pop up to remind him, so that he will not miss any details. This is also part of his excellent detective talent.

But the disadvantage is that this method can only be used by Batman, which relies on his brain with extremely strong computing power. It is difficult for ordinary people to imagine a simple operating system, not to mention writing code.

In simple terms, the way of thinking palace adopted by Schiller is like an ordinary home computer, which is more complicated but more stable. Ordinary people can also learn from it. Although the efficiency of using the mouse is low, the logic is easy to understand.

Batman's way of thinking is like a test machine for editing computer systems. One code can complete the operation of ordinary computer systems in half a minute, and it also has a high degree of freedom to edit at will, but if there is no computer-related knowledge, it is completely helpless.

The problem Bruce faces now is that he has separated personality traits like Schiller, but there is no matching operating environment. The key parts of the system are updated, and the operating library is completely wiped out. Bruce wants to rebuild, but he has not figured out the matching operating logic for the time being.

In the dark, Bruce only rested for about ten seconds before sinking into his thoughts again to write code.

Batman is just strong in willpower, which does not mean that he will not suffer. From anyone's point of view, typing codes that cannot be run over and over again in an environment where you can only think, and expecting the collision between a few characters to bring about the miracle of smooth operation, is simply hellish and painful, more painful than harsh sensory deprivation imprisonment.

More than two hours later, when Bruce opened his eyes again, he couldn't help but let out a painful groan. He turned his head slightly, but because of the straitjacket and the neck fixation, this action could not be successfully performed, and he was still trapped in the same place.

Three more hours passed, and Bruce began to hate broccoli.

Then two hours later, Bruce began to try the exhaustive method.

Another hour later, the top of the shit mountain code fell, but it still couldn't run smoothly.

Another one or two hours later, Bruce suddenly heard a sound, but he couldn't confirm whether it was his hallucination.

Before, Bruce wrote the code too fast, and the shit mountain he created was particularly large. The simulator he built couldn't accommodate so much shit, so he decided to borrow some space from the host first, that is, Bruce's main vision, his most commonly used thinking system, was also invaded by chaotic and disordered redundant code.

This caused Bruce to have the kind of hallucinations that would appear after taking drugs, and the whole person was not very sober.

This is one of the disadvantages of having too high administrator privileges. When Bruce was determined to mess with his thinking system, there was no security measure to restrict him from touching the parts that were running smoothly instinctively, which would cause his originally normal main perspective thinking to become confused.

But soon, Bruce found that the sound was not his hallucination, because as the sound became louder and louder, he heard that it should be the footsteps of a very strong human.

Bane?

Bruce thought with some doubts. Half of his attention was still on typing the code, and the remaining half of his attention could not be as focused as before because the main perspective was changed beyond recognition. So within a few seconds of the footsteps approaching, he did not infer why Bane appeared here.

The heavy footsteps stopped in front of his door. Bruce leaned his head inward, allowing one side of the fixed measure on his neck to fully play its load-bearing role, and said in a daze: "... Bane?"

"It's me." A low voice came, and from the friction of the fabric, it can be heard that the other party should be squatting at the door.

"Why are you here?" Bruce didn't have the energy to beat around the bush with him, and asked directly: "You should be in the special detention cell like me, how did you get out? Why did you run here?"

Bane was silent for a long time, so long that Bruce had cleared the bottom 1% of the Shit Mountain code, and then he said: "You are in a bit of a bad state, are you drugged?"

"No, it's impossible." Bane overturned his own inference, and said: "Giving prisoners drugs in sensory deprivation so that they can spend time indulging in hallucinations is simply the greatest tolerance. Amanda obviously doesn't have this tolerance, especially for you."

"I'm not taking drugs." Bruce frowned and replied. He was very disgusted with this matter, so he had to explain it clearly first, but because of the existence of hallucinations, he was particularly frank, and he added: "I don't accept any unstable drugs into my body, and the same goes for food."

"Mental illness?" Bane inferred again.

"No."

"No mental illness, or no attack?"

"The latter."

"People with mental illness usually think they don't have an attack." Bane said in a very affirmative tone.

Bruce suddenly laughed in a low voice, causing Bane to fall into a long silence.

Obviously, Bruce's reaction was not within his expectations, it could be said to be completely opposite to it, and he was not sure whether he should take advantage of the other party's unconsciousness to get the information he wanted.

Bane decided to try again.

"Are you Batman?"

"I am."

Bane was silent again. He sighed softly, and seemed to be dissatisfied with this state, so he said: "Your mental state is not good now. I will go back to the cell first and come back tomorrow."

"Goodbye, Bane."

Bane left with heavy steps, and when he came back the next day, the first thing Bruce said to him was "Good morning, Bane."

Bane was sure that he was ill.