"For a long time, my pathology was completely submerged in the surface of my consciousness, and the floor was very solid, guess who made it?"

Natasha didn't have to guess, but she was still very cooperative and said, "I guess it's the doctor who cured you in the first place." ”

"It's not accurate to use cure, he's just an ordinary person, and he doesn't have the ability to eradicate autism, which is similar to a terminal illness, but he does have a very strong pursuit of the word cure."

"So he sealed your sickness with a floor?"

"Yes, it was like that in the original world, if I had been content with the status quo and had no intention of getting rid of the social environment at that time, then it would be okay to live like this for the rest of my life, because it was safe enough."

Schiller's unexpectedly frank and uncanny words like "the original world" did not shy away from it, and Natasha was not surprised, as an objective individual who did not have any too deep friendship with Schiller, she actually saw it more clearly.

"But because college life is so boring, please note that my pathology was completely sealed at that time, which means that I don't have any perverted hobbies, and I don't pursue excitement, it's just that college life is too boring for me, because I don't know that knowledge, but I have already felt it from practice."

"One of the big drawbacks of early wisdom." Natasha shrugged her shoulders and said: "There is a type of parents who like to let their children learn knowledge that does not belong to their age group early, I don't know if they can win at the starting line, but when they review this knowledge for the second time, they will definitely lose a lot of interest." ”

Schiller nodded in agreement, and then continued: "Then I went abroad and developed a little hobby in an unsupervised environment, and then I realized that it was useless to just seal the pathological. ”

The two of them had already walked out of the darkness while talking, and they came to the vicinity of the hole, but it was actually just a hole, nothing to see, and the light coming out of it was too strong, and Natasha couldn't see the leopard through one hole to see the other side of the mind tower.

Then they continued on their way, and Natasha didn't know where else to go, but on the way she heard Schiller say.

"My primal desires were so deeply affected by the pathology when I was growing up that even though the pathology itself had been sealed, it still affected me in every way."

"The doctor only sealed the pathology, he could not seal all my emotions and desires, it was neither necessary nor possible, so I still followed my anger and chose to embark on the road of revenge, and came to this country to investigate the people behind the tragedy that happened in the orphanage."

"I tried my best to find someone involved, but the first accident happened when I killed an oil businessman."

"As you can imagine, I knew I had the conditions to infiltrate the assassination, and I was sure that they wouldn't find me anytime soon, and I did, the only problem being that I felt an indescribable euphoria after the expected slash in his throat."

"Trembling all over, heart rate completely outside the normal range, brain and body disconnected, and completely uncontrolled." Schiller took a deep breath and said as if he was still a little afraid: "There was even a period of memory loss. ”

"When consciousness returned to my brain, I found myself with the corpse, in my rented apartment."

"Maybe I was lucky, that rich businessman had a wife and son who had been separated for many years and were waiting to inherit a large inheritance, and they hurriedly dealt with the case of the rich businessman's disappearance without causing any waves, and I also got away with it because of this, and it was really just a fluke in that state."

"That's what you say, 'Before you get to the end of the world, something went wrong.'" Natasha glared at Schiller, then narrowed her eyes and said, "This is the first time I've heard of this situation, and after killing someone, he can't leave the crime scene normally because of excitement......"

"The first time it was more serious." Schiller continued: "The last few times it was better, but then another problem arose. ”

"I was excited when I was killing, and in order to figure out a solution to this phenomenon, I continued to lay down the bait and wait for the target, and the more times I realized that something was changing."

"What's that?" Natasha had a bad feeling, but she asked anyway.

"I'm not an ascetic, there were quite a few people in the school who pursued me, and I picked a girl who just wanted to have a one-night stand with me, trying to create an alibi by sleeping with her, and then I found out that some kind of reverse conditioning was happening."

"The moment I got excited, my first reaction was to kill her."

Natasha was stunned, she was silent for a long time before turning her head to look at Schiller and said: "I want the men's stories to be straightforward, but it's not this type of straightforwardness, can this also be conditioned?" ”

"That's the problem." Schiller let out a long sigh and said, "I suspect that it is the repressed pathologies that give some of the pathological behaviors a stronger euphoria, which strengthens my reflexes and associates him with the creation of killing and death, which leads to this result." ”

"And what I'm going to show you is ......" Schiller dragged a long note slightly, and Natasha had already seen some hazy presence in the darkness in front of her.

She took another step forward, and there was a "bang", like the sound of a stone being kicked off a cliff, and Natasha looked intently at the abyss beneath her feet.

"Opposite the tower of thinking, this is the abyss of thinking that leads from my subconscious to the surface consciousness, and it is also the cage of my sickness—my prison."

Natasha turned to look at him, her gaze more focused in the darkness, and she asked, "Are you sick?" ”

"We are all, and before that, we were mixed with other traits in the consciousness of the surface." Schiller stood on the edge of the cliff, stomped the ground under his feet and said, "The strong wall that the psychiatrist has built with social rules and morals is called the 'superego'. ”

"When this solid floor appears, the primitive desires that are deeply affected by pathology come to the abyss of thinking beneath the floor, including lust, gluttony, jealousy, etc., as well as some skills that cannot be used in peaceful societies, such as manipulation, hunting, abuse, etc., and some distorted theories and concepts, such as art."

"Stephen said he met a man in a patterned tie inside your Thinking Tower, who claimed to be sick."

"He is manipulative, and he is the source of pathological pollution." Schiller stared at the bottom of the abyss of thinking and said: "You can equate the situation of the abyss of thinking and the tower of thinking, if you go down now, you will also see a lot of Schiller in this abyss, the pathology is the opposite of normality, it is also composed of many fragments, but we are more closely connected." ”

"Actually, quite a few of us also went out through the air, after coming into this world and punching that hole."

As soon as Natasha wanted to ask, Schiller opened her mouth to explain: "Obviously, this world does not belong to a peaceful society of rules, first of all, it is not peaceful, and secondly, the social rules of my memory do not apply here. ”

"An aggressive personality is a guarantee of survival in a dangerous world, so the superego turns a blind eye and allows arrogance to take advantage of the characteristics of a certain world to make a hole in the floor."

"And what's going on with that elevator?"

"Is there any point in pretending to be forced now?" Schiller smiled, and then said, "It's a hassle to jump around from the hole every day, so it's better to just build an elevator." ”

"That's interesting." Natasha said half amazed and half teasingly, "Can you tell me who each pathological trait is and what it has done?" ”

"Are you going to put it in the classified files of S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Natasha shook her head and said, "It's just my personal interest." ”

"Manipulation is the oldest one, and you can think of him as the origin of the sick, because he was born in the early stages of the beginning of the experiments of that mysterious experimental organization, and he absorbed all the knowledge of the sickness there, and recorded all the trauma and pain, which were like sick nutrients."

"Gluttony went up several times, but because he didn't pay much attention to etiquette during a meal and took several bites of food that didn't belong to him, the elevator was temporarily closed to him."

"Hunt and Art have collaborated on some serial murders that play with corpses, and although the dead are not very good people, before you come down, Art told me that he wanted to freeze you up with liquid nitrogen and put you on the ballet stage."

Natasha shuddered, suddenly seemed to think of something, rolled her eyes from side to side, then looked at Schiller from under her eyelashes, and said with a playful smile: "If my inference is correct, you should be the famous ......"

"You can call me 'the fuse for monsters such as psychopathic murderers, masochists, mind control freaks, psychopathic artists, etc.'"

"Thank you, you ruined all the atmosphere."

Natasha began to think about the logical contradiction again, and she snapped her fingers and said, "Killing makes you excited, and then it evolves into excitement that makes you kill, can it only be the medium of killing?" Can't you change to a more gentle one? ”

"The crux of the matter is that even if you solve my problem, there are still a lot of pathological problems waiting for you to solve."

"For example?"

"Like gluttony, eat everything."

Natasha shuddered again at the thought of what he meant, and Schiller continued: "Pathological traits are much more closely connected than normal, and once the morbid needs are satisfied, all traits emerge, such as manipulation and gluttony, hunting and art, abuse and lust, completely indistinguishable from each other." ”

"Then I think it's good that you're single." Natasha said very sincerely: "There shouldn't be anyone around you who meets your aesthetic preferences for the time being, right?" If there is, we will transfer him immediately. ”

"Yes, not yet."

Schiller's words had just relieved Natasha, and then her heart had risen to her throat.

"But I'm going to catch one."

I won't say who it is if someone is in danger

(End of chapter)