Chapter 2257: Late Autumn in Golden City (Twenty-One)

Chapter 2231 Golden City Late Autumn (Twenty-one)

Lex suddenly realized the madness of this city and its people.

When a person says he wants to become a god, how would you react?

Most people would just laugh it off as a joke that is not funny, and a few who are serious might ask this madman to see a psychiatrist.

Even Lex Luthor himself is just following his nature, hoping to control the world in a way that satisfies himself, release his nature, and pursue his desires.

Schiller said that he saw the art in it and was willing to pay an astonishing price to appreciate this beauty up close.

There is no doubt that if Schiller has seen through the plan, then he will know that one day he will have to pay for it, which must be a lot, and almost nothing will be gained.

This is a trap in itself. If Schiller did not see through it and fell into it, Lex could only say that he deserved it, but he saw it and still jumped in, so Lex could only wonder if he was crazy.

Schiller is not a madman. Lex has already judged that Schiller Rodriguez may have many differences from ordinary people, but most of his abnormalities come from his pedigree characteristics. He is not the kind of completely chaotic madman. He is sober and rational.

But I am afraid that is not the case now.

The sober professor did not know when he left, and now the body is occupied by a group of weird things that Lex does not know what they are.

He said that the trap drawn by Lex was beautiful, and he was going to go down and take a look, and then tricked Lex into redrawing the trap that had been erased, and jumped down without looking back, not even giving the owner of the trap a chance to regret. Lex, who was determined, did not know who was going to become a god.

Now the situation has become very embarrassing.

Lex asked, and Schiller agreed, so even if this is not a formal occasion, they have a relationship between godfather and godson.

And Lex has not become a god yet, he has not even graduated, and Schiller has become his godfather in addition to being his professor. Schiller originally had no control over him outside the office and emails, but now Schiller has become his only guardian.

If it was the original Professor Schiller, it would be fine. After a period of getting along, Lex thought he had figured out the professor's temper.

But this one is not like that now. Lex doesn't know who he is, or even what he is. He is a bit like Schiller. I'll wait and see if I'm sure.

I must get to know him as quickly as possible, and then find a way to get along with him, so that I can survive, I must survive.

"Can I ask a question..."

"I'm not arrogant, I'm not the professor you know." Schiller stood up again, walked to Lex's side, gently pressed his shoulder and said, "But don't worry, I'm not as strict as him. I usually don't make requirements for the academic level of my juniors. As long as they are happy, that's fine."

Before Lex was sure whether the punctuation marks here were credible, Schiller turned around and called his butler, and looked at the butler and said, "Go and get the file bag I put in the second drawer of my desk."

The butler quickly took it over, and Lex keenly saw his photo in the file bag. It was his graduation file, and it was also the last major hurdle for him to graduate. His graduate supervisor must sign it before he can have a degree certificate.

Schiller opened the file bag and took out the graduation file, then took the pen from the butler and signed his name on the last page.

Lex saw the fluent cursive English gradually appearing at the end of the paper with some disbelief. He knew that Schiller's signature after one day was just an excuse, and his thesis had not received a completely passed reply.

But now he graduated perfectly.

This is just a trap, Lex thought, to show the difference with Professor Schiller, or to provide him with a sense of security, and it is completely unbelievable.

However, although this does not prove that Schiller is more approachable, he still benefits from it, but he must carefully judge how thick the sugar coating on the sugar-coated bullet is.

"Thank you very much, Professor." Lex nodded and took the graduation file and said, "I didn't expect that when everyone praised your professional level, I could still feel the charm of psychology again through close contact with you. This makes me feel very sorry that I didn't learn more from you before."

It sounds like a completely polite and ceremonial remark, but the main theme still cannot avoid a theme-how Schiller did it.

Schiller usually doesn't explain the principle to anyone, because there is no principle to explain.

Schiller lowered his head to put on the cap of the pen, and walked around the table with the pen to the main seat and sat down and said, "Do you know how I think about mind reading?"

Lex weighed it in his heart, but still said, "I think there may be such a magical ability in this world, but I'm not sure you have really come into contact with it. It feels very wonderful."

"From whom?"

"Clark Kent, he said that when he concentrates, he can hear my inner thoughts."

"Do you think this is mind reading?"

Lex frowned and said, "I can only say that the first experience was not good. When his eyes looked over, all my defenses disappeared."

"People overestimate mind reading and underestimate me." Schiller commented, "Being able to read thoughts, even all thoughts at this moment, does not mean that you can analyze other people's personality."

Lex nodded, thinking that what Schiller said made sense. Unless you live with a mind reader for a long time, and even this mind reader must have quite professional psychological knowledge and good inductive generalization ability, you can elevate reading thoughts and ideas to truly understand a person.

Because most of people's thoughts in daily life cannot fully reflect their personality, just like a drop of solution that is almost entirely impurities, no matter how much you collect, it is still useless without scientific purification.

Clark has never expressed any opinion on Lex's personality. Although Lex's certain ideas about becoming a god have always existed in his mind, Clark seems to have never discovered it.

Lex was very sure that if Clark read his thoughts, he would be very angry and stop him, because this was really absurd, and it was foreseeable that it would be very likely to cause harm to society and disrupt the peaceful life of ordinary people, which Clark would never allow once he knew it.

But he didn't know.

How could he not know? Lex thought along this line, perhaps as Schiller said, people with telepathic ability could not completely read all the thoughts of everyone, and even if they could, they would not do so, because it was very tiring to take on other people's thoughts and emotions.

In this case, mind reading is indeed overrated, and the accurate evaluation of a person's personality is obviously not something that can be done by reading a few thoughts.

But this is obviously not a judgment that can be made without mind reading, only by looking at expressions, language or actions, and the question returns to the origin-what is Schiller based on?

"Remember what I said?" Schiller looked at Lex and asked, "I appreciate the artistic beauty of your personality and thoughts. When you are moved by a certain art, are you more moved by the technique, or just moved by the atmosphere?"

Lex thought about it and shook his head and said, "I am rarely moved, almost not, but if I am, I think art should be something more abstract. I stand there and feel some kind of communication and indoctrination, and then resonate with it."

"Then this is the fact." When Schiller stared at Lex with his gray eyes, Lex felt that he was not looking at him. The unfocused eyes seemed to be catching something scattered in the room.

"I see artistry in you, and I am moved by something you convey to me, and then I make a judgment, rather than the other way around, judging with reason first and then being moved."

Lex understood a little, and then he asked curiously: "Is it like this for everyone?"

Schiller retracted his gaze and said: "Lex, you have to understand that there are very few geniuses in this world, and those who can stand here and constantly establish connections with others and output atmosphere are even rarer."

"I understand." Lex nodded and said: "Is this the psychoanalysis you often talk about?"

"This is not the psychoanalysis often talked about in the industry, but it is indeed mine." Schiller pointed his finger at the table The edge tapped and said: "For me, the evidence is there, but other people who don't have this feeling will never catch it, so they regard it as theology."

"It's really amazing." Lex also walked back to his seat and sat down, but he didn't face the table. Instead, he turned sideways and looked at Schiller, put his hands on his knees and asked: "Your evaluation is extremely accurate, and I am also deeply honored. Now there is only one question, what do you want to do?"

Schiller smiled and looked at Lex and said: "What do you think I want to do?"

Lex began to tie more than a hundred knots in his mind about what he was going to say, eliminating all the parts that might be offensive or ambiguous, and then said it.

"I think you are dissatisfied with my perfunctory attitude towards psychology in my academic career. This is the cause, and then you find that in my imagination, you are placed in a position that is enough to reflect my arrogance and arrogance, which makes you even more uncomfortable."

"Boring." Schiller commented.

Lex had to play another trump card.

"You feel that I am very interesting, so you want to influence me and manipulate me at close range."

Schiller shook his head.

Lex frowned. He couldn't think of any other answer. This was actually cruel enough, but Schiller asked him to think about it again.

"I've said that there are very few geniuses who can make connections with me. Appreciating the atmosphere you have created is an aesthetic enjoyment for me. I am willing to pay a high price for it."

Lex suddenly realized.

So whether it's Bruce Wayne or John Constantine, they are all geniuses of this kind. Schiller kept intersecting with them and invested a lot of energy but got nothing in return. It's not that Schiller is really so kind, but an equivalent exchange of material value and emotional value.

But the biggest weakness of emotional value is that people get tired of it, so there are one after another.

Lex thought, now it's my turn.

But this is still a great opportunity for Lex to almost not be able to suppress his excitement, because Schiller just showed with his actions that he has almost no bottom line for paying for tickets.

Lex is actually not ready to graduate yet. He guessed that Schiller may not have read his thesis at all, but he still signed it without knowing his academic level. This can be regarded as some kind of academic misconduct, but he doesn't care.

And he used to play tricks on children like repeating it, and Lex didn't feel any excessive sense of morality from him like Clark, or there was no sense of morality, like a moral vacuum.

If you have to say it, Lex felt a kind of innocence and cruelty that was almost like a child from him, not bound by legal morality, and only pursued the enjoyment of his own nature.

But Schiller is not really just a child, he is extremely powerful and can do almost anything in this world.

And he, Lex Luthor, is not like Bruce Wayne or Constantine who is trapped by morality and their excessive saintliness.

If this is an equal exchange, why can't he make good use of it?

Ding Dong!