Although the literary saying is "gazing into the abyss", what Greed did after the version update really did not just learn the knowledge of the outer gods, or that learning knowledge was actually just a means, and Greed's original purpose in formulating the whole plan came from his recent trip to the abyss.

A few months ago, Greed returned to the Tower Room and worked on a version with the help of Grey Mist, because Batman and Iron Man's wisdom had also been given to Grey Mist, so they would often work together in the Tower Room to study weird science theories after that.

On this day, Greed, who had been in the room for a few days, wanted to breathe, he walked out of the door and entered the elevator, and then found that there was an extra button at the bottom of the elevator floor button, which said "minus 1".

Greed raised an eyebrow, and when he was hesitating to press it, the elevator door opened, and the superego walked in, and Greed pointed to the button and asked, "Did you really get the elevator down?" Aren't you afraid that they will climb out together? ”

"They can climb out without the elevator." Superego shook his head and said: "But it is indeed they who ask for the elevator, mainly because the hole that arrogant made in the floor is too inconspicuous, and there have been more than 60 accidents in half a year where personality traits have been planted headlong, and the sickness really can't stand picking up garbage in the abyss, so it's better to get an elevator to be safe." ”

"I think so." Greed nodded and said: "Sickness is just more dangerous in the original world, and in the world of superheroes, what is mental illness?" ”

Then he said with some curiosity, "Can I go down and have a visit?" I haven't really looked closely at what it's like down there. ”

"It's nothing to see, but if you want to go down, remember to bring the gray fog, lest you have to be fished for if you can't get up."

So, Greed took the gray mist and took the elevator to the surface of the Thinking Tower, that is, in the subconscious, it was a vast darkness, and if you didn't step on the reversed floor, you wouldn't be able to go to the abyss.

Greed wanted to visit the abyss, but in the middle of the journey, he was attracted by something else, stepping on the opposite side of the surface floor, greed pointed to the head, that is, the deeper part of the subconscious, and asked, "How do I think there is something there?" ”

"Not your delusion." The gray mist floating beside him replied, "The original owner of this body has left a mess in our subconscious. ”

"Nobody cares?"

"There's not much interest in them." Gray Mist shook his body and said, "It looks like it's just a pile of rags, there are very few useful things, and Arrogant took a look at it last time, but didn't find any clues." ”

Greed licked his lips, rolled his eyes and said, "The garbage is all misplaced treasures, and if you finally come down once, can you not go around?" Let's go, let's take a look. ”

The gray mist and greed flew upwards together, or continued to sink deeper into the subconscious, as the light of the elevator became smaller and smaller, they had reached the depths of the subconscious, where the darkness was thicker, but the depths of the darkness faintly showed some shadows.

Greed is like a treasure hunter, he approaches the shadows with the Grey Mist, and discovers that most of them are unexplained rags, leaves, oars, olive branches, star rings, pieces of paper, floating in the depths of the subconscious that seem to have no practical value at all.

Drifting down, Greed saw a shiny feather, of course he knew it was the one that the original Schiller had taken from Lucifer, but he just glanced at it and left.

Instead of going down, he searched carefully above the feather, and after crossing the darkness, Greed found that a piece of scale was floating quietly in the subconscious.

Obviously, these are not fish scales, they are bigger and harder than that, and there is no color in the subconscious, so no more clues can be found from the scales themselves.

"There should always be someone to use, right?" Greed said to himself, obviously he didn't want to die, he felt that since the original Schiller left so many things here, then these things should always have some use value, greed is always like this, there is nothing in this world that he can't squeeze oil and water.

After hesitating for a moment, he was still unwilling to give up, and finally decided to take the risk of continuing to sink with the gray mist.

The depths of the subconscious mind are actually nothingness, which is the edge of self-existence, and once the consciousness collectively collapses, it will fall into this nothingness, and then it will begin to weaken the self-consciousness, and gradually become unaware of its own existence, which is also a symptom of the detachment of consciousness manifested by many mental illnesses, so it is dangerous for any personality trait.

But the greedy creed has always been bold, but he also knows that the superego actually guessed that he would do this, otherwise he would not have been allowed to take the gray fog with him, and if any danger occurs, the gray fog can at least fish him up.

Slowly sinking, the darkness is gradually disappearing, this is a hollow realm, and all personality traits that enter this place will gradually lose the presence of all things.

Greed was able to stay here longer due to his paranoid nature, but that didn't mean he could stay forever, and after a moment in this blank space to no avail, Grey Mist reminded, "I think we should go up." ”

But greed is like a diver who is about to run out of oxygen but has not been able to find a pearl, and is still unwilling to give up.

After another half an hour, making sure that there was nothing here, and that he was on the edge of the danger line, Greed finally decided to give up, but instead of letting the gray mist take him up quickly, he planned to float slowly himself.

By the time he approached the surface of the Void Zone, his self-consciousness had been almost exhausted, and it was like a dream, as long as he woke up from the dream, he would be intact, and the dividing line out of the Void Zone was in front of him, and he would be able to surface in less than a second to regain oxygen.

But at this moment, Greed felt an echo from the endless nothingness.

Wanting to listen carefully, he stopped his ascent altogether, and after a long time, like a year or a second, he was lying on the ground of the Tower of Thinking.

"You're scared me to death!" Gray Mist let out a soft and mournful exclamation, swirling around the greedy body, and then said, "I thought you could float up on your own, but I don't know why you stopped by yourself, you almost got soaked, you know?" ”

Greed shook his head slightly, and he found that he heard the echo, on the verge of disappearing his self-consciousness, and now the echo was in his head.

It wasn't a sentence, it was more like a thought, and Greedy was pleasantly surprised to find that he had found the pile of tattered instruction manuals.

The idea was short, not complicated, and summed up in the most concise language with only one sentence - "This sheep has not been picked, remember it in the future." ”

Greed still remembers that the original Schiller borrowed a lot of debts, and then directly blew himself up and ran away, forcibly defaulted on the debts, and left all the energy he borrowed before to the current Schiller, although Greed felt that he was not doing this entirely to save the Soviet Union, and there may be other plans, but that large amount of energy is real.

At the time, Schiller's understanding of the occult was not very deep, so it was impossible to tell what the value of magical energy as a universal currency was, which seemed like a lot, but if the inflation in the wizarding world was severe enough and the amount of energy required to do things was too much, then it was not much.

After dealing with the two worlds of magic for a while, Schiller found that although this mass of energy was unexpectedly huge and had even caused a qualitative change, it was not too exaggerated from the original Schiller's actions of collecting all the wool.

And now that Greed knows, the original Schiller didn't suck all the wool, it seems that some sheep escaped by luck, but it is more likely that the original Schiller felt that the wool was not long enough at that time, so he planned to raise it and raise it again, and then until he ran away, the wool did not have time to finish.

As an expert at wool picking, greed can almost perfectly empathize with the grief of the original Schiller's man who walked away from wool but never finished it, and this grief is even more heart-rending than his own death.

For any miser, the most terrible thing is not that people die and don't spend their money, but that they don't borrow all the usury when they know they are going to die.

In this way, greed can understand that the pile of junk in the depths of the subconscious is actually useless in itself, it is more like a notepad, in order to record the power of some powerful existence in the universe that has not yet been borrowed.

As we all know, sheep will also hurt, wool only the first when the most of the sheep, even if this time came over is not the last person, it is very likely to run away, no longer close, even if you can continue to pick not so much hair.

But on the flip side, the powerful beings these marks represent are never-before-haired, simple, trusting lambs, which is a windfall for Greed, the most valuable knowledge and wealth, even more valuable than the ability to break through the limitations of concentration that he had gained from his previous updates.

When I think of the endless DC universe and there are so many sheep that have not been haired, greed feels that my heart is hot, the situation is very good, and life is getting more and more hopeful.

After returning to the Thinking Tower, Greed tells the superego and Arrogance about his discovery, and the superego is noncommittal, acquiescing to Greed's continued wool-gathering moves, while Arrogance is a logical speculation.

"If every object left in the depths of the subconscious represents a god, then who do they represent?"

"That's a problem, but I'm afraid we can't send a universe-wide broadcast of lost and found, so I think we can always guess one or two, right? Let's try to analyze one or two first? ”

Arrogant and the rest of Schiller agreed to the offer, and Greed went down again with the gray mist, but this time he didn't care about the shallower bones, because the deeper the hiding, the better.

Greed eventually chose the scales.

When he dragged the massive scales, which were almost half a man's height of him, back into the Tower of Minds, the scales took on what they were—

It was a black, shimmering, almost iconic ...... Dragon scales.

(End of chapter)