Chapter 1567: The Sun Chaser (28)

At this moment, Greed, who was standing behind Strange, widened his eyes, because he remembered that the last time he saw Morbid's eyes like this was when Morbid first met Batman.

Morbid rarely looked at anyone, and most of the time he didn't care, and the rest knew that it was meaningless to see and remember them. Most people in this world had no effect on Schiller's progress in this individual life stage, so naturally there was no need to see them.

This indifference is one of the manifestations of autistic patients' pathology. The scattered state they often showed in their childhood was not completely mentally ill, nor was it blinded by the auditory or visual hallucinations caused by schizophrenia. They knew that someone was calling them, and they also knew that someone needed to respond.

They didn't respond, but just thought it was boring or meaningless, so some people also called autism indifference.

As Schiller's Morbid, the people that Morbid concentrated on looking at and wanted to see clearly were naturally those who he thought might be meaningful to Schiller or who he was more interested in. In short, they can be summarized as tools that are useful to him and toys that make him feel interesting.

Batman is the former, and Constantine is the latter, but obviously, the process of using or studying Pathology for anyone will not be very pleasant, and this is also true for Schiller himself.

The moment Strange blurted out that sentence, Greedy knew that something was wrong. He had witnessed how Batman was chosen by Pathology and then tortured each other with Pride for four years.

Greedy rushed up and grabbed Strange's arm to pull him away, but Strange was like being planted in the ground. No matter how Greedy pulled him or winked at him, he didn't move.

Greedy's heart was broken. If you want to say who is crazier between Batman and Doctor Strange, the answer is of course Batman, but it must be the mature Batman in the public stereotype.

Pride was facing a little bat who had just entered college. His worldview was not very mature and was easily shaken. There were also many loopholes in the logic of fighting criminals, which were easy to see and exploit.

But Strange is already the complete form of Doctor Strange, or the ultimate evolution. His worldview is fully mature, and the whole set of logic is very self-consistent. More importantly, he does not have the moral bottom line of Batman.

Stephen Strange in most worlds can hardly be called a righteous man in the traditional sense. The number of notorious and immoral things that the Illuminati has concocted can be said to be second only to Reed, the troublemaker, and Strange's flexible moral bottom line has contributed greatly.

When he was a top surgeon, the arrogance and superiority engraved in his bones did not diminish much because he became a wizard, and there was also the inevitable pettiness and grudges.

Thinking of this, Greedy recalled the good times when he was chased by superheroes for dozens or hundreds of laps over New York City because of an umbrella and arrogance. Not everyone has the willpower of Batman's DC father to endure the torture of arrogance for so long.

"All Schillers are one person." Pathological said, "We are just different personality traits. It is meaningless to pursue infinite possibilities with individual traits. We all need to work hard for the development of Schiller as an individual."

"Then why work hard?" Strange asked a question, but his tone did not sound like he wanted to answer. Sure enough, he quickly asked himself and answered, "The so-called acceptance of emotions through greed and imitation is nothing more than becoming like the vast majority of ordinary people."

"I am also a doctor, so I know that most patients in this world are pursuing normality. Some patients even asked me at the last second before the anesthesia took effect whether they could live like normal people after the operation."

"People who can lie on my operating table are not worried about whether they can cope with daily life after the operation. They are so afraid of defects because they are afraid of abnormality."

"Even normal people are always worried that they are the one who is not sociable. Even geniuses who are far beyond ordinary people always want to find a sense of identity in the group." The breath mixed in Strange's tone sounded like the wind blowing another story into his words.

"So why can't we imitate them?" Morbid asked, looking into Strange's eyes and then said, "You know how pale and powerless those so-called arguments of not fearing the eyes of the world are. Since you have the ability to disguise yourself as them and blend in with them, why bother to explain your abnormality?"

Strange's expression suddenly relaxed, and he looked at Morbid and said, "This is actually a compromise, right? You still love them, so you choose to cover up your abnormality and join them."

"I don't know how you understand love, I don't care about them."

"If you really don't care, if you really don't love them at all, and hate them and are tired of explaining as you said, then why not do it once and for all?"

Morbid frowned very rarely, Strange stared at his eyes and took two steps back, turned around and looked at Adam behind him and said.

"I threw the severed arm through the passage to the big world into the barrier of the big world. Now it exists in the body of Stephen Strange who just lost his arm in the big world."

"It is part of my body and soul. If I want, I can immediately merge with it, replace a certain Strange in a certain universe, and then tell your colleagues in the big world all the good things you have done in this universe."

Adam's eyes widened instantly. He stared at Strange and said in disbelief: "Are you crazy? Have I offended you?! Supreme Sorcerer!!!"

"Not before, but if you reject me next, then there will be." The muscles of Strange's lower eyelids twitched slightly, looking more sick than sick.

"Turn all the people in the universe into autistic patients. I know you can do it. If everyone is abnormal, then everyone will be normal."

Greedy also opened his eyes wide and looked at Strange. The words that almost came out of his mouth were "Are you a little too extreme?!"

"Do you want me to make a choice?" Sickly narrowed his eyes very rarely. When he stared at Strange, the excessive concentration was full of sickness.

"If, as you said, you created Greedy just to be a normal person, then what I did can completely satisfy your wish." Strange turned back again, this time he walked closer to Sickly, met his eyes fearlessly and continued.

"But if I choose such a path for the life of the whole universe, then Schiller's goal of making the life of the whole universe have unlimited development possibilities will probably never be achieved."

"If I become the culprit who locks the fate of mankind, then all the efforts Schiller has made so far will be in vain, the civil war will still happen, everything will return to the starting point, and the sick human civilization will no longer have a future."

"So, do you want the greed you created to complete his mission loyally so that Schiller's abnormality will never be noticed again, or let him give up excessive emotional desires so that I don't do such extreme things to treat him, and let him be sad and disappointed because his goal cannot be achieved?"

Strange has been staring at the eyes of the sick, and the sick has been staring at him intently. After a moment of silence, the sick lowered his head and laughed deeply.

"Very good." The sick nodded and said, "Amazing."

But Strange did not relax his gaze at all, as if he must get an answer from the sick. The sick looked at him with smiling eyes and said.

"But what makes you think that I am the one who controls and manipulates Greed, making him so greedy and refusing treatment?"

Strange was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes and looked at Sick with an unbelievable look. Sick smiled and sighed and said, "Sorry, just for fairness, I have set such a trap for arrogant students."

Greed, who was next to him, covered his eyes and sighed deeply. Strange turned his head and looked at him, as if he wanted an explanation. Greed snorted and said, "The simplest language hint, showing your own specialness when you appear, attracting your attention, and then using me as a reference to put yourself in a higher position..."

"Stephen Strange, you have never received a call from a so-called Is it a scam call from a shareholder of Stark Group? "

Strange's eyes widened, he looked at Morbid and then at Greedy, and said: "So he is not controlling you..."

"When did I say I controlled him?" Morbid was still smiling, he said a little more seriously: "I only said why I created him, I never said what he must accomplish his mission, what he can't change. "

Greedy walked over, put a hand on Strange's shoulder and said: "Forget it, don't blame you, the other student of mine is not much better, at best it's a draw."

But when Greedy looked up, he saw Morbid's slightly malicious smile, and then Morbid said.

"What personality traits will change into has nothing to do with me. It is entirely their own will. Since you are determined enough to destroy the world for Greed, what can you not change?"

Greed immediately turned around and stared at Sickness, but Sickness raised his chin to Strange and said, "I like your determination. You guys can chat. I'm leaving first."

After that, he walked out of the theater without looking back, leaving Strange and Greedy staring at each other.

Soon, Greedy found that the malicious expression he saw on Strange's face should not be his illusion.

At this time, Sickness, who came to the first floor along the elevator, looked up at the patio railing on the second floor. Pride was standing there, and signaled to Sickness that there was movement at the door with his eyes.

The door of the Mind Tower was being knocked, and a familiar voice came from outside the door: "Schiller, open the door! Schiller! Are you there? Open the door!"

After Morbid opened the door, Tony Stark was standing outside. Stark was slightly stunned when he saw Schiller, who was obviously different from his friend, and frowned and said: "Who are you? Is Schiller here?"

"I am Schiller too." Morbid replied.

"Okay, I know you guys. I mean, is the Schiller I know here? Wait, what's your relationship?"

Stark's animal instinct made him feel a little cold on his back when he looked at the strange Schiller in front of him, and Morbid smiled and said, "I'm Morbid, what do you want with Greedy?"

"'Little guy'??!!"

And Arrogant, who was standing next to the railing of the second-floor patio, looked at Stark's shocked expression and smiled smugly.

Tie? Greedy lost miserably! Who made him have so many friends?