In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 261: No bat event (Part 1)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Lightning, thunder and thunder, the night of Gotham is always so dark and terrifying, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the Arkham Mental Hospital in the dark night, in the only room with lights on, Two people are facing each other.

When Hugo woke up from the dizziness, he saw a figure in a white coat sitting opposite him, looking at him with concern.

Hugo closed his eyes again. He moved his eyeballs hard to dissipate the hazy halo in his vision. He saw that the doctor sitting opposite had green hair and clown makeup on his face. .

The green-haired doctor took out a medical record from the nearby bookshelf, looked up at Hugo and said, "Hugo Strange, suffering from severe hypochondria, has been hospitalized for three months. This is your second visit this month, is your condition better?"

Hugo opened his mouth and said, "Jack, why are you here?"

Hugo lowered his head and saw that he was wearing a mental patient's restraint suit. He twisted his body vigorously and said, "...Stop your pranks! Jack, what are you going to do? Let me go!"

The doctor called Jack on the opposite side showed a helpless expression and said: "It seems that your condition has deteriorated again. Don't you still imagine that you are a psychiatrist, and then treat all doctors as patients?"

"What are you talking about?" Hugo opened his eyes in surprise and said, "I'm a psychiatrist, and you are that mental patient who likes to call himself a clown. Didn't we cooperate before... Wait!"

Hugo shook his head hard, some memory fragments emerged from his consciousness, he said: "No, I should be in Schiller's conscious world now, how could I..."

"Are there any new symptoms?" Jack frowned, and said to Hugo, "What story did you make up this time?"

"Look, Mr. Hugo, I don't know where you got all that high school and college stuff, or if you made it up, but you're not what you imagined, no matter how detailed you made it up. The world-renowned psychology master."

"I really don't want to spend another 20 minutes repeating your life, but if that's the only way to wake you up, then that's all I can do."

"Hugo Strange, you are a truck driver serving a gang on Elizabeth Street. You are not an outsider, but a native of Gotham..."

"On a rainy night, you laughed and attacked the heir of the Wayne family, Bruce Wayne, with a dagger, but Master Wayne is a good man. Responsibility, and sent you here."

"Listen, Hugo, you have to cooperate with the treatment. My time is precious. If the Wayne family hadn't paid for it, I wouldn't be here to treat you..."

"What?! I'm... what crazy talk are you talking about???" Hugo said in disbelief: "The background you mentioned is obviously your own, Jack, stop joking, it's not funny at all , let me go!"

"Look, you are like this. To be honest, your symptoms are quite rare. Once you hear the background of other people, you will imagine it as your own, and you are also what I have seen The most uncooperative patient.”

Jack on the opposite side sighed and pressed the button on the table. After a while, another doctor in a white coat came in. He pushed the glasses on his face, and Jack waved his hand to greet him and said : "Doctor Victor, I really have a headache right now."

Jack stood up from the chair, pointed to Hugo and said to Victor: "I know that his medication has reached the limit, but his condition has not improved at all..."

Hugo, who was on the opposite side, was already swaying left and right, trying to break free from the straitjacket. He looked at Victor and said, "Victor, are you crazy too? Conscious space... where is this? "

"Where is this?"

Accompanied by Victor's voice, the room where Hugo was located turned into a square box, gradually shrinking, and the four walls supporting the box were spread out and flattened, and the sections of wood from the original walls It was raised up to form a wooden stage, and two thick red curtains fell from both sides of the stage with a "swipe".

Looking from the stage, there are rows of auditoriums below. Victor is sitting in the auditorium and asking questions. Schiller with a globe head replied: "This is the 'Upside Down Tower'."

"Upside down tower? What's that?"

"You can understand it as an area in the temple of my mind, just like the theater."

"The upside-down tower is located on the 7th, 8th and 9th floors of my thinking hall. Of course, as you saw before, I asked the elevator operator to open a back door for Hugo, otherwise he might I can't even climb the first step."

"Then why did you send him here? What's so special here?"

"This teleportation is random, I didn't specify it, but his luck is pretty good."

"Good luck? What does this mean?"

"As I said before, each area in my temple of thought has its own special rules."

"So what are the special rules for upside-down towers?"

"The upside-down tower is a place for me to empathize. When I treat a patient, I need to stand in the perspective of the patient to understand his current mental state and judge his stress threshold. Can you bear my next question..."

"So there is an inverted tower, where all the identities you firmly believe in will be reversed, doctors will become patients, and patients will become doctors."

"So when you treat patients, you will turn yourself into a patient here, and then think in another way?"

"That's right, that's why I said he was lucky. The rule in the consciousness space is 'what you believe is true is true', but here it is reversed so that the opposite of what you believe is true, and you firmly believe that you are a psychological The doctor's Hugo becomes the patient here, and the patients in his memory become the doctor."

"Then how is he going to get out of here?" Evans asked a little confused.

"There was a lunatic who passed here before when he was climbing the stairs, and he made a quite correct demonstration."

"What's that?"

"When you believe that you are a doctor, you will become a patient. On the contrary, as long as you believe that you are a patient, then you will become a doctor."

"Similarly, if you believe that there is a staircase leading to the upper floor, then it does not. If you believe that there will never be a staircase leading to the upper floor, then there is."

"Actually, this is not difficult. Perhaps, for ordinary people, it is somewhat difficult to convince themselves to believe a completely opposite thing, but for those who have made achievements in psychology, it is not too difficult. , That's why I said he was lucky."

"The only question is how long it will take Hugo to figure out the rules here, and then find the rules and leave here."

Victor turned his head back, and his eyes fell on the stage again. At this time, Hugo, who was wearing a straitjacket, had already returned to the ward. Obviously, he was immersed in great shock and confusion.

Of course, his first question was, why is Schiller's consciousness space so fancy?

This is not just a very real problem, every person, every item, every detail here is exactly the same as the real world, even for a moment, Hugo was really shaken.

Then, what follows is the weirdness of this space. Generally speaking, something that appears in the consciousness space represents a certain aspect of personality. For example, the pink room may represent love, or it may represent love. In terms of gender, a pencil may represent a career in school, or it may represent childhood memories.

But now Hugo is a little confused, what does a mental hospital with a reversed identity represent?

What appears here is the same as the real world, but that's why it looks strange.

But no matter what, Hugo started his career as a mental patient in a state of perplexity.

After all, he is a psychiatrist. He knows what a mental patient does in a mental hospital. He tried to spit out the medicine secretly, tried to get rid of the restraint clothes, and even jumped off the building, but all failed. Because there are too many doctors staring at him, besides the Jack with clown makeup, there are Victor, Cobett, and Alberto.

In this way, day after day, the rain outside Gotham's window never stopped, and Hugo failed to get rid of the surveillance of these doctors. When he was thinking hard and trying to crack the secret, he suddenly discovered that this kind of A peaceful life is slipping into an unpredictable horror.

When he tried to spit out the medicine again, the doctor Jack with clown makeup asked the nurse to bring a funnel, and then poured a whole bottle of pills into Hugo's mouth. When they took off the straitjacket, they took huge iron chains and tied him up round and round.

Their treatment methods began to become more and more dangerous, from Hugo being forcibly fed with medicine at the beginning, to being **** with chains, to tying him to a treatment chair, and then using electric shocks on him...

The rain outside the window of the psychiatric hospital was getting heavier and heavier, and the night in Gotham was getting darker and darker, until one night, a figure holding a dagger walked into the door of his ward, lightning fell outside the window, and the bright light cleared him The face of a clown with a crazy smile.

He approached Hugo with a dagger, Hugo screamed and wanted to back away, but the iron chain bound his hands, and he had nowhere to escape.

The clown cut his face with a dagger and peeled off his skin~IndoMTL.com~ Hugo screamed in pain, in the shadow of the wall illuminated by lightning, the dagger fell one after another, blood Splashing, crazy laughter spread farther and farther...

Amid the laughter and the sound of rain, the curtain slowly closed, and Victor in the auditorium rubbed his arm and said, "Did you know that this film will definitely be classified into a category that can only be viewed by those over 21 years old?" ..."

"Things got out of hand, why?" asked Copperpot.

"I also said before that the lower the number of floors, the more chaotic, and the higher the number of floors, the more orderly. Among the 330 floors of the thinking hall, the 7th, 8th, and 9th floors are already very low floor, so the speed of losing control will be very fast."

"The longer you stay there, the more the world will get out of control. After all, this is a space of consciousness and a dream. Anything terrible will happen, just like a person having a nightmare."

Evans shivered and said: "This is really a terrible nightmare. A doctor dreamed that he became a patient and was given by the original patient..."

"To be honest, he let me down a bit. The lunatic who climbed the stairs last time solved everything in less than a day. He even made the stairs appear directly in front of him. The people on the first floor left a few blown kisses..."

Speaking, the globe-headed Schiller turned his head to Jack who was dozing beside him, but Jack didn't respond at all as if he didn't notice his movements.

"If this is really a nightmare, he should have woken up by now, what will happen next?"

"If he is woken up by fright, it means that he failed to pass the level and will return to the first floor."

"So let's see, next. Where does the elevator take him?"

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