amaotonovel Chapter 2364 Psychic Assault (9)
Chapter 2364 Psychic Assault (9)
Chapter 2364: Psychic Assault (XIX)
In front of the instrument, Stark, Schiller and Charles looked solemn.
Jarvis, who was operating the instrument, looked up and said, "It is no longer possible to read more data from the deeper spiritual space. His brain waves are on the verge of being out of control. Do you still want to try?"
Stark hesitated for a moment, but still said, "No, turn off the machine first. We can't take any risks."
"In fact, this is risky enough." Schiller stared at the data on the instrument and said, "Even if we use a machine to do the brain wave interference test, it is not as controllable as you think. Once something goes wrong, this building will be blown to ashes."
Wanda, who was sitting next to them, stood up and said, "I'm ready. I'll touch you one by one and leave scarlet beacons in your bodies. This will be the last guarantee for us to leave."
Stark looked at Schiller and asked, "Which personality are you going to send?"
"I would really like to have a group fight, but the data from the brain wave interference detection is not optimistic. It is difficult to determine his mental bandwidth. If too many personality traits are rashly sent in, it may cause him to lose control, so I plan to send the most capable one."
Stark swallowed and said, "The one that can't talk?"
"He can talk, but he won't say more than he can do."
Schiller turned to look at Charles and said, "I'm not going this time. This will leave a spot for an assaulter for us and ensure sufficient firepower. You will be the brain of this team. Remember, this is just a reconnaissance mission. Don't go too deep rashly. If the situation is not right, withdraw immediately."
Charles nodded carefully.
Looking at David with his upper body naked in the testing chamber, as a mutant himself, he actually knows better than anyone else that this is a very dangerous operation that concerns the safety of both the spiritual and real worlds, so he has to be cautious.
More importantly, he discovered that although he was omniscient and almighty in terms of psychic abilities, he had an extremely fatal weakness, which was that he was not very good at fighting, his body was too weak, and he could easily be robbed.
Charles didn't realize this before because his mutant abilities were too strong and the people around him were too weak. After all, no matter who rushed up, he could immediately detect their thoughts and control them.
But after coming to this universe, Charles found that his psychic abilities were no longer enough to cope with the current situation. There were too many people around him who were beyond his expectations, and all of them were very good fighters.
Having to think of a way to strengthen his body, Charles changed the first phase goal of his plan. While there are many opportunities in this universe, he should quickly find opportunities to make up for his weaknesses.
So he was willing to take some risks, because if he contributed to the safety of the universe, it would not be unreasonable to expect to reap some benefits in the future.
Charles thought about it carefully and said, "I saw his spiritual world last time, but I only took a brief look. According to my judgment, his spiritual world should be divided into three parts."
"The first part is a city, which looks a bit like Paris, but I also seem to see the shadow of London; the second part is a huge castle, I can't tell what era it is from, and I don't know what the internal structure is; the third part is an empty prairie, where two personalities are fighting."
Stark pinched his brows and said with a headache, "How come you guys are so creative? I thought a tall tower was weird enough. What is he going to do? Build a Hollywood in his head?"
"These images may all have their meanings." Schiller thought and said, "I think you should start exploring from the city, because it may represent David Haller's past. We must first understand him before we can overcome other personalities in his spiritual world."
"Get ready to go." Wanda sighed.
"I will exist in the form of information flow both in the scarlet power that Wanda provided you and in the external communication device." Jarvis' voice rang in everyone's mind, "I will upload everything you see to the host in the form of video data, and Mr. Stark and I will analyze it simultaneously."
"If you have any questions, please call me. I can use the database in the host to check for you. But please note that the scarlet power will not be disturbed, but Wanda's brain waves may not be stable throughout the process, so when you are close to the source of powerful power, you may be disconnected. Please don't panic. I will contact you immediately after the signal is restored."
Several people nodded, Stark took a step back, and Schiller looked at Charles and said, "Connect to my spiritual space first, and my personality traits will start with you."
They sat on the chairs respectively. Charles closed his eyes and the brain waves were connected very smoothly. After a white light, a tall tower that reached the sky appeared in front of him.
Very good, this one is even more seriously ill.
It was also the first time that Charles fully accessed Schiller's brain waves. He gazed at the tower and felt a feeling that was completely different from seeing David's spiritual space.
"How do you feel?" Schiller's voice sounded beside Charles. Charles turned around and found that Schiller was still beside him.
“There’s an unreasonable order to it,” Charles said. “It’s broken, but there’s order to it, or should I say to you.”
"Yes, because this is the normal part of me. It was once broken, but it was reassembled in a wonderful way. At present, my mental state is stable."
"It's more than stable." Charles said thoughtfully, "This looks like a completely new way of thinking. Your brain waves must be very interesting. Perhaps in order to adapt to this way of working, your brain has also made some compromises and changes."
"There is plenty of time for medical research. I don't mind you studying my brain, but I'm afraid you'll have a hard time finding any surprises there." Schiller pushed open the door of the tower and walked in with Charles.
"You said this is your normal side, so is there an abnormal side?"
"Of course, the pathologies are down there," Schiller said, looking down. "They live in the abyss of the subconscious and don't usually come up."
"So where does that personality trait of being able to fight belong to?"
"Good question."
Schiller surprisingly did not give a direct answer, which was rare. It was not until Charles cast a probing look at him that Schiller sighed and said, "He should have been on the pathological side. He was my violent trait, but because it was stimulated at the wrong time, he was contained."
Charles tilted his head in confusion.
"Usually when people show violent tendencies for the first time, they feel a positive feedback from the surge of adrenaline or the satisfaction of the desire to vent violence." Schiller looked at Charles and said, "Violence is a primitive instinct of human beings. People who commit violence rarely feel pain."
Charles thought about it and nodded. He thought what Schiller said made sense. Although it happened when he was very young, Charles could still remember that when he was very young, the first time he broke a toy and almost hit someone else, he didn't feel sad, he just thought it was very interesting.
"The desire for violence is usually not disciplined by the superego," Schiller said, "with the exception of one case, when it brings about extremely bad consequences that the ego cannot tolerate, so it voluntarily accepts discipline."
"What did you do?" Charles realized something.
"I beat up the nurse who was taking care of me and almost bit off her neck." Schiller said with his eyes lowered.
"I'm so sorry," Charles sighed. "That must have been a horrible experience."
"Yes, but it still remains in my mind and I have the power to delete it, but I don't."
"why?"
“It changed things,” Schiller said. “The pain was intense and prolonged at the time, but in the very long run it taught me a lesson and made me better.”
Charles remained silent. He asked, "Must the ladder of human progress be suffering?"
"Human beings are creatures that don't learn from pain."
Charles followed Schiller upstairs in silence. During the time, he saw many Schillers. Although the scene was wonderful, it could not be called weird. It did not have any horror atmosphere, but seemed very everyday.
The most common scene took place at the door of the insane asylum, where a tall figure with a falcon-shaped skull was holding one side of a staff and playing tug-of-war with another figure wearing a muzzle mask.
"Let go! Schiller! You can't break my staff again!"
When he noticed someone coming, the tall figure froze, and after realizing there was a stranger, he withdrew his hand quite gracefully.
The price was that his staff completely fell apart.
"Who is he?" Charles asked, looking at Schiller. He was referring to the tall figure who was not the young version of Schiller.
"Kong Su, a freeloader." Schiller shrugged.
Kong Su coughed twice. Schiller crossed his arms and looked at him and said, "If you have the guts, don't eat the energy I brought back."
Kong Su said nothing. He raised his hand and pieced the broken staff together. Then his figure disappeared into the tower.
"He once lent me strength. Although I didn't really need it, considering that he was willing to help, I issued him a long-term meal ticket. As a result, this guy rarely went back to his pantheon to starve."
"Will he be of any help to our plans?"
"There are some, but not many." Schiller said: "In the spiritual world, the competition is not about the amount of energy, but more about the strength of the spiritual body and the speed of thinking."
“Do you think this personality trait of yours is strong in this regard?”
"Yes, but that's not the point. It's obvious that the personalities that exist in David's spiritual world are very violent, and there are no rules in this world, so fighting violence with violence is the best way."
"In fact, my violent personality trait is not the strongest, but when it comes to fighting, he has an advantage that no other personality trait can match, and that is that he does not need any activation conditions."
"What do you mean?"
"I told you that I don't have dissociative identity disorder. All the pieces of me you see are actually fragments of me. Fragments mean incompleteness. They are all flawed and can only represent part of me."
"This results in some fragments being very strong in one aspect, but requiring too many environmental conditions to make them show their strong side. In short, they are unstable."
"Violence is restricted, but it is precisely because of these restrictions that he is more stable, like other normal-side traits, and is less likely to be provoked and out of control, and can do things according to his own will."
Charles heard the implication and said, "Sickly unstable? How unstable?"
"You don't want to know. Let's go."
(End of this chapter)