Chapter 2262: Golden City Late Autumn (Twenty-Six)

"Your biological parents once had an encounter with the god behind you now." Schiller looked at Pamela and said, "I guess you were chosen before you were born."

"Your parents did offend someone. The enemy broke into your home, but you were the first one they saw when they opened the door."

"There are not so many romantic killers in this world. Opening the door and shooting all living things is the best way to silence them. It is conceivable that he shot, but you didn't die, but he did."

"The moment they saw his death, your biological parents realized something. It is very likely that one of them The unfulfilled wish is probably an unknown god they have tried to contact. Anyway, they know that retribution has come. "

"As ordinary people, they can only move with you, hoping that a new environment can get rid of these troubles. Of course, they are not so naive. This is just a preparation for what they will do later."

"They may have had some contact with the mystical world and know that there must be someone who can solve your mysterious spirit. They may have tried to contact these people. The result is of course that the god who chose you will not let anyone ruin his good deeds."

Pamela was stunned.

"The cross-city vendetta is untenable. To reach this level of grudge, the Isley family should have had a place in front of the Godfather. If not, how could the gang chase to Chicago just to kill two ordinary people?"

"Of course, he also arranged your adoption. The most suspicious thing is that you mentioned that your adoptive mother tried to get pregnant at the age of 42 and succeeded."

"I boldly guess that this was a turning point in your life. In the past, your adoptive mother placed all her hopes on you and had no expectations for herself."

"But suddenly, she met her lifelong true love and even had a child with him. A happy life is in front of her, but there is an extra person in it."

Pamela looked inexplicable, but still turned her eyes away, frowned and said with some disgust: "Whether it is using mind reading or not, don't read my heart. This makes me feel naked and vulnerable. I want to vomit."

"If you don't change your fascination with lunatics, I'm afraid one day you will really be naked." Schiller said.

Then he continued to analyze.

"The sudden arrival of the child gave her a glimmer of hope, and you became the one that everyone hated, because she could only pin her hopes on you. Even if you did not do well, she could only be angry secretly, because she still had to rely on you."

"But now she has new hope, she can vent all her previous resentment towards you on you. She began to abuse and beat you constantly, leaving many scars on your body."

Pamela sighed softly and said, "That crazy woman."

"Then as expected, the father of the child in her belly disappeared, and the child could not be saved, so you became her only hope again, but you still performed very poorly."

"So she finally went crazy and desperately wanted to exchange you for what she wanted. She gave you to a man, a married man."

"As a result, the man's legal wife rushed in. A man who could contact your adoptive mother was probably a habitual criminal, and his legal wife could not bear it anymore, so she naturally could not do it with bare hands."

"She rushed towards you with a weapon, and you were defenseless, so the scene when you were young was repeated. She attacked you, she fell down, and you didn't remember anything, and always thought you killed someone."

Pamela's eyebrows were tightly twisted together, as if she felt that Schiller's words were a fantasy, and she really didn't have any evidence.

Pamela wanted to concentrate on thinking about the clues in her life, but the high fever made her a little dizzy, and she couldn't put the fragments together, and the more she concentrated on thinking, the more headache she had.

In the haze, she heard a voice.

"...I was trying to protect you."

Very good, now the evidence is conclusive.

Pamela jumped up from the bed almost immediately, threw the quilt back to its original position, and shouted at the air: "Protect me?! The daughter of that damn crazy woman found me and asked the media to write me as a bitch who seduced my stepfather and framed my adoptive mother! All this is because of you!"

"I'm afraid Mr. Green of All Things will say that you are too arbitrary." Schiller smiled and said slowly: "Shouldn't you think this is the ugliness of human nature?"

"Fuck human nature! He can control me to kill so many people. Who knows if the conflict between my parents and the killer was provoked by him?! Who knows if it was also arranged by that crazy woman to choose me?! And that weird stepfather and child, it was all done by him! What does human nature have to do with it?!"

Schiller applauded.

"It's so wonderful, Miss, I almost want to withdraw you from the main course."

This sentence was like a basin of cold water poured on Pamela's head, instantly extinguishing her anger, and she felt cold all over in the warm bedroom.

She actually cursed in front of Schiller! And she had just offended him with inappropriate curiosity!

Pamela took two steps back in an instant, her whole back pressed against the wall and said, "Sorry, professor, I mean... Sir, I think there is no need to settle the grudge between the two of us here, maybe we can..."

Schiller pointed at the bed and said, "Lie down and rest. Your psychology professor doesn't want you to have a convulsion after a high fever."

Pamela felt weak all over at this time. She was originally supporting her body with the breath in her chest. After the breath dissipated, nausea, dizziness, weakness, and cold sweat came together.

But the flame of anger was not completely extinguished, supporting her not to fall down, so she supported herself on the edge of the bed and slowly half-knelt down, half of her chest lying on the corner of the bed, her neck drooping and retching.

She felt a pair of hands holding her up, turning her over and pushing her onto the bed, applying a towel to her head, and feeding her some salty and sweet warm water.

"I admit that this is a grudge between you two." Schiller's voice sounded vaguely in Pamela's ears, and then became lower and weaker. She felt that Schiller was talking to her ear.

"But according to my and your psychology professor's judgment, your psychology level is not enough to fully recognize the truth of this matter. Perhaps with my explanation, the two of you will have a relatively fair understanding of the truth."

"You must be thinking, even if he chose you, why did he do this to you? You are very smart, Pamela, think about what he has been guiding you to do, think about how he manipulated you."

The voice became more and more turbid, and it formed a huge vortex in front of Pamela's eyes. She saw too many fragments of memory in it. The physical discomfort made her thoughts too confused and she could hardly make sense of it.

"What did you see?"

"Plants, lots of plants."

"What else?"

"People."

"What's the relationship between them?"

"Very bad, humans always destroy plants." Pamela's chest was heaving violently, but she couldn't open her eyes. She said, "They don't need it, but they wantonly destroy and destroy."

"What about the plants?"

"All destroyed, all in a mess, they are wailing, I heard it, I heard it, he threw the pot of flowers into the ditch, but it was all his greed, it was all..."

Pamela muttered in a low voice, her body began to heat up again, obviously she had a fever again.

Schiller pushed aside the vines spreading under the bed, wiped Pamela's sweaty forehead with a towel, then leaned over and said in her ear.

"Your parents' credulity and carelessness, your adoptive mother's abuse and madness, are all just his way of making you see the ugliness of human nature and completely lose trust in your kind."

"Your indifference is not innate, but imposed on you by him. In order to prevent you from connecting with other people and making you unable to experience emotions and love, he will never stand on the side of humans."

"He wants to separate you from the human group, make you lonely and helpless, and thus become a believer of plants..."

"Schiller, what are you doing?!!!!"

A roar came from mid-air, and countless vines twisted into a huge green shadow in Schiller's garden, and the green of all things descended.

Schiller watched Pamela slowly stand up, took another towel from the side and wiped the back of his hand, and said without looking back: "What am I doing? Of course I am repeating your conspiracy."

"What conspiracy do I have?!" Green of All Things roared: "I didn't know her before she went to college! Didn't you negotiate with me to make her the spokesperson for plants?!!!"

Schiller nodded lightly, "Yes, these are all made up by me, or you can interpret them from a more professional perspective-this is 'hypnosis'."

Green of All Things was shocked by his shamelessness.

About half an hour ago, Green of All Things wanted to find his own agent to do something, so he tried to contact Pamela, but found that he couldn't get in touch with her.

This is not the first time this has happened. Often Pamela is busy, and Green of All Things is not in a hurry, so he goes to do something else.

But after a while, he still couldn't get in touch with her. Green of All Things looked at Pamela directly, but found that he couldn't see the person, but only a hazy fog.

Green of All Things felt a pang in his heart.

He hurried over, only to see Schiller taking all the blame and putting it all on his head.

Green of All Things didn't lie this time. Although Poison Ivy was indeed special and Green of All Things had long favored her, one thing must be made clear: Poison Ivy was a plant protectionist before she was chosen by Green of All Things.

Green of All Things didn't want to be so hungry that it forced Pamela of this universe to become a contemporary walker before she had planted plant toxins or even finished her studies. Swamp Thing is still alive.

As a result, when this story came to Schiller, it was forced to become that the Green of All Things destroyed Pamela's family in order to cultivate an extreme plant protectionist. The Green of All Things could not bear this blame.

What made the Green of All Things most angry was that it was Schiller who negotiated with him to let Pamela, who had not yet been poisoned by the plant, become the agent of the Green of All Things.

Among all the universes, Pamela in this universe was the first to take up the post. The Green of All Things did not even require her to work full-time. She was given a lifetime contract for part-time work and was paid in advance. Is there a boss in the world more conscientious than this?

In the end, I became the mastermind behind the scenes? Is there still law? Is there still reason?

Wait, the Green of All Things suddenly remembered that when he looked at Pamela just now, did he see a cloud of fog?

Who said before that the dragon of the source of darkness formed a dark council, which was nothing but a cloud of fog except for a bubble and a black shadow?

The Green of All Things suddenly realized that Barbatos was you again!