Chapter 1962 U Transcendence Event (Fifty-Three)

Chapter 1936 U Beyond Event (Fifty-three)

"Well, okay, I can let you see the perspective of the contestants, but I can't fully hear their voices, and I can't show you the perspective of Schiller's personality, because that is not a complete world of consciousness."

Bruce snorted in dissatisfaction, and Lord Superman immediately understood that Bruce was hinting that one of them should play the white cop and the other the red cop. Sure enough, he heard Bruce say.

"You can pull so many souls into this space to play games, but you can't see our inner thoughts or personality traits?"

Owen shook his head and said nothing. Lord Superman immediately said, "But you have to let us see what's going on, otherwise we will definitely give you a bad review."

"Don't be so mean, guys." Owen sighed and said, "I will try my best to show you what happened in their perspective, but there are some things I can't understand. If you have any special opinions, just speak freely."

After that, the scene on the screen began to regress, but it was not the scene in the dream world that was regressing, but the scene in the bus in this level that the other people had never seen.

When the bus left the arena, several contestants sat in their seats because they were sleepy and didn't speak. At this time, looking at the driver's seat, they could see a purple-skinned figure.

The driver's seat of the originally empty bus was now sitting with a short goblin, who had dark purple skin, pointed ears and a big grinning mouth.

At this time, the mouth was chanting some spells. After a while, a ball of purple mist floated back from the driver's seat, but the contestants sitting in the seats seemed not to hear it. But the moment the purple mist touched them, their eyelids seemed to be forcibly glued together.

Obviously, this is the truth of the contestants' dream. The killer in the fourth level came to the driver's seat early and used his special ability to drag everyone into the dream.

At the same time, some images flashed on the screen. It was the first time that all the contestants stood up in the mental hospital in the dream. Schiller stood up from the chair in the clinic, Batman and Natasha stood up from the bed, and Batman stood up from the chair.

At this time, the perspective was cut back to the bus, and the bodies of the people in the bus slowly stood up.

From the perspective of the front shot, it can be seen that no one opened their eyes. They were still in their dreams, but their bodies were manipulated by the subconscious, and they stood up from the seats as the killer wanted.

In this way, the onlookers all understood the killer's plan. After all, they had heard Schiller's description of the subconscious and Batman's inference about the hospital corridor before, and the perspective inside the bus that Owen showed them showed that the contestants' reasoning was correct.

"They are very smart." Arthur tapped his temple with a finger and said, "This is a rather abstract connection. It is not enough to have professional level and reasoning ability. He needs some slightly thrilling associations."

"People may associate apples with apple trees, apple juice, and apple pie, but if someone associates apples with tapes, then too many association processes that are difficult for ordinary people to understand are skipped in the middle, thus showing a spirituality similar to the telepathy of heaven and man."

Arthur smiled silently and said, "It is also an admirable sense of humor."

"Especially when everyone makes the kind of surprised expression that you are inspired by God." Bruce added.

The two smiled at each other, obviously having a deep understanding of this.

"Maybe this is what we call genius and madness are only a thin line apart." Constantine exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "When you are not understood by ordinary people, you are a madman, but if the rumors that you cannot explain are useful to them, you are a genius."

The picture on the screen continued to play. This time, it did not show the scene inside the bus, but focused on the dream space, and this time it showed the first-person perspective of Bei Bat, who everyone was most concerned about.

The camera shook slightly, unlike some pseudo-first-person movies, which shook violently to imitate people's steps. Overall, it was stable.

Bei Bat did not wake up in the clinic like Schiller. When he woke up, he found himself sitting on a chair, with a bed in his field of vision, and his photo hanging on the information board above the bed.

Batman blinked, and everyone heard him whisper, "What's going on? Am I dreaming?"

Then he chuckled again and said, "Finally, it's not that cave this time."

"Wait a minute." Lord Superman called a pause, and he asked, "What cave? Cave?"

"It sounds like he often dreams about a cave." Constantine raised his eyebrows and said, "It's quite strange. I thought it would be the case of the Waynes."

Lord Superman frowned immediately, realizing that the experience of this Batman might be different from the Batman he knew.

Clark had heard Bruce talk about his parents, mostly about follow-up investigations and prosecutions, but he had never heard him mention the murderer. Clark saw the murderer's photo when he was flipping through an old newspaper.

Bruce was thoughtful, and at this time, Lord Superman looked at him. Bruce sighed and said, "I'm not sure, but when I was a child, my family went to the suburbs for a picnic. It was a valley in the suburbs of Gotham. I saw a deep hole when I was running in the woods."

"That should be a crack left by the movement of the earth's crust. I stopped in time, but if I hadn't stopped, I might have fallen in."

"At that time, I was a little curious, so I shouted into the hole, and a bunch of bats flew out of it, which scared me."

Bruce shrugged and said, "I guess Among the Batmans in so many universes, there must be an unlucky guy who fell in, maybe this unlucky guy. "

Everyone nodded, and Spider-Man said: "If I fell into a cave full of bats when I was a child, I would have nightmares for several days in a row, and of course my aunt would scold me for several days. My cousin's old clothes are in short supply. "

The bat on the screen blinked, as if he had adapted to the scene in front of him. He stood up, walked to the head of the bed, and looked at the patient's nameplate with information recorded. It said Bruce Wayne's name, and it also said that he suffered from schizophrenia and paranoia.

Everyone in the screening room heard a chuckle, obviously from the bat, but Bruce suddenly shouted: "Stop."

The picture stopped again, and the others turned to look at him, not understanding why he suddenly stopped. Bruce explained: "He has some dangerous associations, and the self-protection mechanism of the mind has been activated."

"How did you see this?" Lord Superman and Spider-Man were confused again.

"He is now fully awake and aware that there is no one else in the ward except him. Making noises deliberately is the instinct of humans to comfort and entertain themselves in infancy. When we do this, it means that we need to divert our attention."

"Some people hum songs when they feel uneasy, nervous and scared. This makes people feel like they are back to their infancy and look forward to being in a warm and safe environment, which soothes their spirit."

"And if the sound he chooses to make is laughter, it means that he is telling himself, hey, don't be nervous, relax, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Bruce smiled and said, "In this scene, Batman is saying to himself, hey, don't be nervous, relax, this is an illusion created by the killer, not that you really have a mental illness and are in hospital."

"What does this show?" Lord Superman asked.

"It means that he once suspected that he had a mental illness and needed to be hospitalized. He must have imagined such a scenario."

"But don't lunatics realize that they are crazy?"

"That's why Schiller said he is not sick." Bruce shrugged lightly and said, "It is normal for a person to think that he has a mental illness and needs hospitalization because of his bad mental state. Ordinary people have thought so."

"And it is even more normal for him to be afraid of this. Who would think that a mental hospital is a good place? Whether the condition worsens to the point of having to live there or being locked up, it is the kind of story used as the finale in the horror story meeting."

Lord Superman nodded and felt that what Bruce said made sense, but he had never heard the Batman of his universe complain about his excessive mental stress. Is this abnormal?

Soon a nurse came to knock on the door, and Batman followed the medical staff to the clinic for a routine psychological examination, and then the scene of him arguing with the doctor happened.

"He not only has to convince the doctor, but also himself. He is setting an anchor for himself." Constantine suddenly said, "If this matter doesn't matter to him, he won't argue at all. If he hopes he is a mental patient, he will definitely not resist."

"It sounds like you understand it deeply."

Constantine sighed and said, "Why do you think that a mental hospital built by ordinary people can trap me? And why should I live there for a year when they abuse me?"

Constantine stretched out his hands and looked at the ceiling and said, "Do you know how much I hope I am really a mental patient? The angels, demons, and evil spirits I see are all fake. They are all hallucinations caused by my broken brain. God, I have never dreamed of this in my sweet dreams!"

"If you don't like them, why do you deal with them?" Lord Superman frowned and asked.

"Why don't you understand?" Constantine said helplessly: "Not all the evil people in this world are educated. The curse runs in my blood, and I am destined to take this path."

"Believe it or not, even if you burn my brain now, I will still be resurrected, and then you continue to burn my brain or burn my whole body, and then I will appear in front of you as usual the next day to bother you."

"I hid in Limbo just to avoid this situation. Your justice can't save me, and neither can anyone else's justice in this world. What you should learn the most is to let people like me rot alone."

Superman's face turned very ugly.

Bruce said casually: "Do you believe it? There is a universe where Constantine was completely saved."

Constantine sat up straight like a corpse.