Chapter 1553: The Sun Chaser (Part 30)

The "bang bang bang" knocking sound echoed continuously in the corridor of Schiller's thinking hall, until Arrogance, who looked impatient, opened the door, and a figure in a white coat "swooshed" and squeezed in through the small door crack.

"Save... save me..." Greed leaned against the door panel, gasping for breath, shouting while grabbing the doorknob to open the door, sticking his head out, and looking at the corridor.

Arrogance looked at him speechlessly, and said: "Can't you drive them out?"

Greed sat on the sofa in Arrogance's room, looking lifeless, and said: "You guess who presided over this consultation? It's the Pathological! How could I possibly drive the Pathological out?"

Arrogance frowned, hugged his arms and looked at Greed, and said: "You wouldn't drive them out?"

Greed said brokenly: "This is good now. The Pathological will definitely tell everyone that my greed and autism have nothing to do with each other, it's purely a personal hobby. Now they have no psychological burden when they give me withdrawal."

Arrogance snorted coldly, but sat behind the table, writing a letter while saying: "It's useless for you to hide here. Adam will probably find you soon and ask you to help him solve the trouble in the universe. The Annihilation Wave is not so easy to deal with."

"I hope he comes soon. This is my last supper..." Greed said with a sad tone.

Sure enough, soon, in the real world, there was movement around Schiller's body. Schiller opened his eyes and saw Adam shaking him.

"Wake up! Wake up! Schiller! The channel of the antimatter universe has suddenly expanded, and it has expanded by 120 times directly, which has affected the stability of the cosmic structure of this universe!"

Adam's face was full of anxiety and disbelief. He said: "I just walked away for such a short while, how could this antimatter universe crack such a big mouth?!"

"In short, you have to solve these troubles quickly!"

"Then what are you doing?" Schiller looked at him and asked.

"What else can I do?!" Adam gritted his teeth and stared at the newly awakened Strange, saying: "I have to go to the main universe to find his hand, to prevent him from shouting about the chaos of this universe to the whole world!"

Schiller waved his hand impatiently and said: "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up. If you can really bring that hand back, the trouble you caused, we will write it off."

When he heard this sentence, Adam was almost tearful, but soon, he realized that something was wrong. When did he cause trouble? He was clearly working hard to repair the program.

But he really didn't have time to care about these now. He must bring back the beacon Strange left in the Great World before Strange went crazy. He had been forced to Liangshan now. If he left evidence for the government, wouldn't he be finished on the spot?

After Adam left in a hurry, Vortex introduced the situation in the universe to Schiller and Strange.

"Annihilation told me that the dimensional structure of the Shi'ar Empire Great Portal star sector has undergone some changes. The specific reason is still being investigated, but human accidents cannot be ruled out."

"The antimatter universe portal channel was not built stably. With the change of dimensional parameters, the portal also underwent mutations."

"For the positive matter universe, the good news is that the portal now also has damage to the Annihilation Wave. Some specialized individuals cannot resist the violent dark matter particles at all, so they cannot pass through the portal to invade the positive matter universe."

"But the bad news is that the colliding positive and negative matter particle streams are causing mutations in the relatively weak positive matter universe life and antimatter universe insect race near the battlefield, evolving into a kind of demon that is different from the two. Because it was born in the chaotic positive and negative matter particle streams, it is a big threat to the life of both universes."

Schiller listened to Vortex's explanation with great patience, but didn't ask him to do anything, but said: "Annihilation had better find out what is wrong with the dimensional structure quickly. I don't mean to count on his answer to help us solve the problem, but if he doesn't even have this role, then he should go on a business trip with Eternity."

Vortex, who was covered in cold sweat, left. Schiller just wanted to say something to Strange, when he heard Professor X's very serious voice in his mind.

"Schiller, I can't believe it. Why is your condition so serious? It has caused so much damage to your life, but you don't come to me at all?!"

Schiller just wanted to respond, when Charles said like a series of beads: "Of course, I know you are also a psychologist, but don't you know that more than 70% of psychologists who hold licenses and are practicing will regularly see another psychologist? Don't you think I don't even have time to help friends solve psychological problems?"

Schiller was silent. Charles sighed lightly and said: "Please forgive me for saying this so heavily, but if I hadn't found you in the universe, so I could only come to your thinking hall to find you, and happened to meet your other personality trait, the Pathological, I wouldn't have known that your condition had reached a critical level of self-harm!"

"Schiller, since you are a psychologist and have so many superhero patients, how can you not take your own mental health seriously, use scientific methods to relieve stress, maintain a healthy and stable state of mind, and be a good example for all your patients? I believe this is what a good doctor should do."

Schiller had nothing to say. Charles was talking about great truths, but he was qualified to say so, because from the human level, he was a thorough good person, and from the position of a psychologist, his medical skills and medical ethics were equally superb.

If a normal psychologist felt this way, there would be no way to check, but Professor X was different. He could check brainwaves directly.

"Do you think I am painful?" Schiller asked.

"You are not painful now, but very excited, especially when you learn that another big trouble is about to fall on you, your emotions are particularly agitated."

"Then why treat it?"

"Then, when the big trouble is solved, what appears in your heart when you look at a peaceful universe? Is it the joy of surviving a disaster like other superheroes and the relief of paying off?"

Schiller was silent, and Charles's voice was still very gentle, and the care revealed in it was not fake at all.

"Emptiness makes you painful, but because of your expectations for those dangerous events, plain and warm days have become emptiness for you. For that moment of dopamine explosion, you sacrificed the happiness of long companionship and exchanged them for empty pain."

"Everyone must find a balance between the two, not only to have enough expectations when big events are about to come, to deal with the big things in life with full vitality, but also to find things to fill the emptiness in the long ordinary days."

"For those with congenital deficiencies, it is harder to balance the relationship between the two, but you can certainly do it well, because you have done many things that are much harder and greater than this."

"You don't have to worry about not being able to distinguish those you can't feel, don't worry about doing too much or too little at a certain node, I will accompany you, just like walking forward with a blind person, until you arrive safely, Schiller."

Strange, who was sitting opposite Schiller, couldn't hear Professor X talking in Schiller's mind, but he found that Schiller's expression gradually softened. Although there was still uncontrollable excitement in his eyes, there seemed to be something else surging from

Schiller often told patients, "If he doesn't feel pain himself, then there's no need for treatment," but Charles insisted that in terms of mental health, a patient might already be so tortured by their terrible mental state that they become numb; they subjectively feel no pain, and their calm appearance leads others from an objective perspective to believe they are fine, but such a judgment is unreliable.

Of course, even if an ordinary psychologist felt this way, they would have no way to check, but Professor X was different; he could directly check brain waves.

"Do you think I am in pain?" Schiller asked.

"You are not in pain right now, but rather very excited, especially when you learn that another big trouble is about to descend upon your head; your emotions are particularly agitated."

"Then why treat it?"

"Then, when the big trouble is resolved and you look at a peaceful universe, what appears in your heart? Is it the joy of surviving a disaster and the relief of seeing efforts rewarded, just like other superheroes?"

Schiller fell silent, and Charles's voice remained gentle; the concern revealed within it was not fake in the slightest.

"Emptiness makes you suffer, but precisely because of your anticipation for those dangerous events, plain and warm days have also become empty for you. For that momentary explosion of dopamine, you sacrificed the happiness in long periods of companionship and traded them for the pain of emptiness."

"Everyone must find a balance between the two: both generating enough expectation when a major event is about to arrive to deal with life's big matters energetically, and finding things to console oneself with to fill the emptiness during long, ordinary days."

"For those with innate deficiencies, balancing the relationship between the two is harder, but you can certainly do it well, because you have done many things far harder and far greater than this."

"You also don't need to worry about being unable to distinguish those things you cannot feel, nor worry about doing too much or too little at any given node. I will accompany you, just like accompanying a blind person walking forward, until you arrive safely, Schiller."

Strange, sitting across from Schiller, could not hear Professor X speaking in Schiller's mind, but he noticed that Schiller's expression gradually softened. Although there was still an irrepressible excitement in his eyes, it seemed as if something else was welling up from within his heart.

Strange was very certain that he had never seen such an expression on Schiller before, not even when they were conducting withdrawal treatment on him. It was a bit like recollection, but more of it was nostalgia.

What was Schiller nostalgic for?

Strange frowned slightly. After this incident, he discovered that all of them knew very little about Schiller's past. Where did that magnificent high tower come from? What did the thousands of personality fragments within it represent? What made it shatter, and what made it heal again?

When Schiller finally came back to his senses from that distracted detachment, Strange couldn't help but ask, "Who were you thinking of just now?"

Schiller, as if not yet fully awake, instinctively replied, "... A good doctor."