Chapter 1580: Fishing Day (Part 9)

"For a long time, my pathology was completely submerged beneath my conscious mind. That floor is very solid. Do you guess who built it?"

Seeing Natasha didn't need to guess, but she still cooperated very well and said: "I guess it was the doctor who cured you back then."

"Using 'cured' is not accurate. He was just an ordinary person and didn't have the ability to eliminate something like an incurable autism, but he did have a very strong pursuit of the word 'cure'."

"So you used a floor to seal your pathology?"

"Yes, that was the case in the original world. If I had always been content with the status quo and had no intention of getting rid of the social environment at the time, then living like that for a lifetime would have been fine, because it was safe enough there."

Shiler was unexpectedly frank, not even avoiding the use of terms like "the original world." Seeing Natasha wasn't surprised either. As an objective individual who hadn't developed a deep friendship with Shiler, she actually saw things more clearly.

"But because university life was too boring and uninteresting—please note, my pathology was completely sealed at the time, which means I didn't have any perverted hobbies, nor did I seek excitement. It was purely that university life was too boring for me, because not only did I know that knowledge, I had already felt it from practice."

"A major drawback of being precocious," Seeing Natasha shrugged and said: "There is a type of parent who likes to let children learn knowledge that doesn't 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 lose a lot of interest."

Shiler nodded in agreement, and then continued: "Then I went abroad and developed a small hobby in an environment without supervision. Then I found that just sealing the pathology was useless."

While the two were talking, they had walked out of the darkness. They arrived near the hole, but it was just a hole, nothing good to look at. The light coming through from the other side was too strong, and Seeing Natasha had no way to see the leopard through the tube and see the scene of the other side of the Mind Tower through a hole.

"Maybe I was lucky. That wealthy businessman had a wife and son who had been separated for many years waiting to inherit a large sum of money. They hurriedly handled the case of the businessman's disappearance without causing any waves, and I therefore escaped by luck. In that state, it was really just luck."

"That's when you said 'problems arose before even reaching the point of running for one's life'," Seeing Natasha stared at Yuan Shao with wide eyes, then narrowed her eyes and said: "I've heard of this kind of situation for the first time. Killing someone and being unable to leave the crime scene due to excitement..."

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

"Thanks, you ruined all the atmosphere."

"I peeled the cocoon and found the personnel involved bit by bit, but the first accident happened when I moved to kill a businessman in the oil industry."

"I am not an ascetic. There were many people in school pursuing me. I chose a girl who only wanted a one-night stand with me, intending to create an alibi by sleeping with her, and then I discovered that a kind of reverse conditioned reflex occurred."

"You'll call me 'the fuse for the cooperation of perverted serial killers, abusers, mind controllers, perverted artists, and other monsters' next."

"Are you planning to write it into S. H. I. E. L. D.'s confidential file?"

"The first time was relatively serious," Shiler continued to recall: "The later times were better, but then another problem arose."

"Shaking all over, heart rate completely out of the normal range, the brain and body couldn't connect, and it was completely out of control," Shiler took a deep breath, as if still having lingering fears, and said: "There was even a period of memory loss."

"Just as you thought, I had the conditions for infiltration and assassination, and I was sure they wouldn't find me in a short time. I did indeed do so. The only problem was that in the expected moment of cutting his throat with one knife, I felt indescribable excitement."

She took another step forward, and a "clatter" sound like a stone being kicked off a cliff came. Seeing Natasha looked closely and saw that there was a bottomless abyss under her feet.

"People with strong aggression are a guarantee of survival in a dangerous world, so the Super-Ego turned a blind eye and let Pride use the characteristics of a certain world to drill a hole in the floor."

"Gluttony has gone down several times, but because I wasn't very careful about etiquette while dining once and took several bites of food that didn't belong to me, the elevator is temporarily closed to me."

"When that solid floor appeared, the primitive desires deeply influenced by pathology all came to the abyss of thought beneath the floor, including lust, gluttony, jealousy, etc., as well as some skills not used in a peaceful society, such as manipulation, hunting, abuse, etc., as well as some distorted theories and concepts, such as art."

Then they continued to walk forward. Seeing Natasha didn't know where they were going, but on the way, she heard Yuan Shao say.

"We are all, before this, living together with other traits in the conscious mind," Shiler stood on the edge of the cliff, stomped on the ground under his feet, and said: "The solid low wall built by that psychologist with social rules and morality is called the 'Super-Ego'."

"Now that things have come to this, what's the point of pretending to be forced?" Yuan Shao smiled and said: "It's troublesome to jump in and out of the hole every day, it's better to build an elevator directly."

"Then I think it's quite good for you to be single," Seeing Natasha said very sincerely: "There shouldn't be anyone who fits your aesthetic preferences around you for the time being, right? If there is, we'll transfer him away immediately."

"In the moment I got excited, my first reaction was to kill you."

"Really interesting," Seeing Natasha said half-amazed and half-teasing: "Can you tell me who the various pathological traits are and what they have done?"

"Stephen said he met a man wearing a patterned tie in his Mind Tower, and he claimed to be a pathology."

Seeing Natasha turned to look at him, her gaze more focused in the darkness, and asked: "Are you a pathology?"

"And what I want to show you is..." Shiler dragged his tone slightly, and Seeing Natasha had already seen some hazy existences in the pitch-black darkness in front of her.

Shiler's words just let Seeing Natasha breathe a sigh of relief, and then immediately brought her heart to her throat.

"Yes, not for the time being."

Seeing Natasha shivered, suddenly as if thinking of something, her eyeballs turned left and right, then she peeked at Shiler from under her eyelashes, smiled playfully and said: "If my inference is correct, you should be the famous..."

Seeing Natasha shook her head and said: "Just my personal interest."

"For example?"

Seeing Natasha thought about the contradiction in that logic again, counted her fingers and said: "Killing makes you excited, which evolved into excitement making you kill. Can't the medium be something gentler?"

Seeing Natasha suddenly thought of what he was referring to, and she shivered again, while Shiler continued: "Pathological traits are much more tightly connected than normal traits. Once pathological needs are met, all traits appear accordingly, such as manipulation and gluttony, hunting and art, abuse and lust, completely indistinguishable."

"My primitive desires were too deeply influenced by pathology during the growth process, so even if the pathology itself had been sealed, it still affects every aspect of me."

"Hunting and art cooperated to carry out some serial murders of playing with corpses. Although the dead weren't good people, before you came down, art also told me that he wanted to freeze you with liquid nitrogen and put you on the ballet stage."

"The key to this problem is that even if you solve my problem, there is still a pile of pathological problems waiting for you to solve."

"In fact, many of us have gone out to catch our breath, after coming to this world and drilling that hole."

"He is manipulation, and also the source of pathological pollution," Shiler stared at the bottom of the abyss of thought and said: "You can look at the abyss of thought and the Mind Tower as equivalent. If you go down now, you will also see many Shilers in that abyss. Pathology is relative to normality, and it is also composed of many fragments, but we are more closely connected."

"After consciousness returned to my brain, I found that I was with that corpse, in the apartment I rented."

"For example, gluttony eats everything."

Seeing Natasha wanted to ask, but Shiler explained: "Obviously, this world does not belong to a peaceful rule-based society. First of all, it is not peaceful, and secondly, the social rules in my memory are not applicable here."

"Manipulation is the oldest one. You can regard him as the origin of pathology, because he was born in the early stage of the experiment of that mysterious experimental organization. He absorbed all the pathological knowledge there and recorded all the trauma and pain. Those things are like the nutrients of pathology."

"Opposite to the Mind Tower, this is the abyss of thought that leads my subconscious to the surface consciousness, and it is also the former cage of pathology—my cage."

"What is that?" Seeing Natasha had a bad feeling, but she still asked.

"That is the problem," Shiler sighed and said: "I speculate that the pathology suppressed on weekdays gives certain pathological behaviors more intense excitement, which strengthens my reflexes and makes me link it with creating killing and death, leading to this result."

"I was excited when killing. In order to study a method to solve this phenomenon, I continued to put down bait and wait for the target. After many times, I realized that some changes were happening."

Seeing Natasha was stunned. She was silent for a long time before turning to look at Yuan Shao and saying: "I don't hope that the stories of ladies are straightforward, but not this type of straightforward. Can this also be a conditioned reflex?"

"That doctor only sealed the pathology. It is impossible for him to seal all my emotions and desires. It is neither necessary nor possible to do so, so I still followed my anger and chose to embark on the road of revenge, came to this country, and investigated the mastermind behind the tragedy that happened in the orphanage."

"But I am preparing to fish for one."

Someone is in danger, he won't say who.