Chapter 1600

"The kind of exhaustion I mentioned is precisely a sense of helplessness after an intense emotion that hasn't been felt for many years." Seeing Natasha shook her head and said, "I don't know what will happen in the future. If I am cured, can I still be an agent? Or should I really retire and go enjoy life like the young people now? Is this really a good thing?"

"With all due respect, ma'am." Shiler smiled and said, "Nick probably won't approve your retirement application. He will let you work for another hundred years."

Seeing Natasha also laughed and said, "Then you were conservative. He wishes I could work for him like this for ten thousand years."

"Ask that initial question again. How are you feeling right now?"

"It's like a silk thread being slowly pulled tight and then suddenly relaxed. I know that if I continue as before, one day it will snap. I also know that even if you let me relax now, this thread will still slowly tighten, but I can only say—yes, it feels good."

"The psychologist Shiler you are familiar with insists on one point: a psychologist is not there to eliminate pain for patients. Pain cannot be eliminated. Our ultimate goal is to let you accept coexisting with your own pain."

"Doesn't sound very kind."

"I might be unscrupulous, but I am definitely not a quack." Shiler stood up from the chair and said, "Then let's talk about my plan. The part about you was just to complete the entrustment of greed. You might not believe it, but he isn't very good at dealing with the opposite sex, so although he had long seen your problem, he never took action."

"Then why did he suddenly change his mind?"

Shiler turned around and stood in front of Seeing Natasha, then looked down at the female agent still sitting in the chair, and said, "If you know your parents will definitely come home, but you still have at least half of your homework left to do, and you're worried they'll find out, then what would you do?"

"Of course, finish it quickly before they come back." Seeing Natasha widened her eyes and said. Perhaps because of the existence of the soul body, her expression looked more lively and vivid than in reality, and one could even see some girlish demeanor from this very daily facial expression.

"Yes, I am that unlucky guy who is finishing homework." Shiler shrugged slightly and said, "Most of the psychological problems of male heroes have been solved, and most of those that haven't been solved are because they don't want to solve them. But the psychological problems of female superheroes have only just begun."

"Do you think I count as one of the more serious ones?"

"You are the most serious." Shiler looked at Seeing Natasha and said, "Usually, people think women are more emotional, but perhaps precisely because of this, you have become accustomed to emotions changing unpredictably like storms. The string in your heart is more resilient. Most are troubles in life, all of which are easy to solve."

"I think Loki has a bigger problem."

"She is not a woman in the traditional sense." Shiler shook his head and said, "I tried my best to make her find an angle to anchor her own existence, find a goal for her, and let her have something to do. But if it really doesn't work, she can also temporarily change back to a male to help me cope with the homework check."

Seeing Natasha laughed in a low voice again and said, "Then where is the parent checking the homework? To be honest, I was quite surprised that you didn't immediately go find that doctor after you heard this news."

"I am not a little boy trapped in the sorrow of losing his parents." Shiler shook his head and said, "Actually, I have long accepted that the doctor might still exist in some corner of some universe, living a retired life. He occasionally misses me, and I will miss him too, but reunion is not necessary."

"Have you long reconciled with this?"

"Because there really aren't that many regrets between us that need to be made up for. When I chose to get rid of the established route he planned for me, I made my own choice, and he wouldn't feel sad about it. I know he wouldn't."

"That's nice." Seeing Natasha evaluated.

"If I couldn't even reconcile with myself, how could I be a psychologist?" Shiler's tone became light, and he said, "I must do it first, and then I can convince others to coexist with many pains and troubles."

"I think you are a bit different from Dr. Shiler." Seeing Natasha stood up holding her knees, and the two stood in front of the church looking up at the huge Jesus statue. Seeing Natasha continued, "Although Dr. Shiler behaves as if he has a good relationship with everyone, that's actually just because... as I said before, he is like nature. Everyone feels they have a good relationship with nature, just because it is too vast and elusive."

"You are better at socializing, your wording is tactful but the content of your expression hits the point, your methods are intense but can also make people read the warmth in them."

"Maybe this is precisely the reason why he left these beautiful ladies to me."

Seeing Natasha smiled, then cleared her throat and continued, "Talk about the parts of your plan that have nothing to do with me. Why did we come here, and what are you going to do next?"

Shiler was just about to speak when the hazy halo shook on the huge Jesus statue. The space in front began to show wrinkles and ripples. In a daze, Seeing Natasha saw a long wound sliced from the chest to the abdomen of the man nailed to the cross.

Internal organs surged out, burying the entire church. Seeing Natasha struggled like a drowning fish, and when she found she could breathe again, she saw that she had appeared in a room.

Blood, blood everywhere, more and more blood.

Seeing Natasha turned her head and saw Shiler, whose figure was equally blurry, sitting by the bed full of blood, lighting a cigarette, while a fish that had been gutted lay on the bed.

Seeing Natasha didn't show any surprise. She just walked to the chair opposite and sat down, looking at Shiler curiously and asking, "Who is she?"

"A sponsor." Shiler saw Seeing Natasha sit opposite him, so he put down the cigarette in his hand, took out another one, sent it to Seeing Natasha's mouth, and lowered his head to light it for her.

Seeing Natasha pursed her lips and took a puff of smoke. Shiler held the cigarette in his mouth and said somewhat indistinctly, "In order to find the next Cold War target, she sponsored that mysterious organization, hoping that the opposing world situation could continue."

"What does she sell?"

"Preservative manufacturer."

Seeing Natasha raised her head, revealing a look of understanding, and then said, "Produces doomsday food, right?"

Shiler nodded and said, "More than that, it's also the source manufacturer of food chemical additives. In short, it's hoping that people will pay more attention to how to save their lives, rather than how to stay healthy."

The two were silent for a short while. Seeing Natasha took the initiative to speak, "Want to talk about that gun?"

"Your old boss Nick gave it to me, probably afraid you'd eat me." Shiler couldn't help laughing at the end, the smoke making him cough.

"Oh, he actually counted on you to use a gun to counterattack me." Seeing Natasha snorted coldly, exhaling a puff of smoke, and said, "You checked his recent mental state, right? How far is he from Alzheimer's?"

"He put a condom in the magazine."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Seeing Natasha almost choked herself to death. She took a deep breath and said somewhat incredulously, "Then you should check even more if he has Alzheimer's. How could the Black Widow still have fertility? I'm also immune to most infectious diseases!"

"Usually I would see this as a hint, a kind of encouragement like 'kid, don't let me down'." Shiler shrugged slightly and continued, "I took it out and put it in the nightstand in Thor's room, hoping he won't feel that humans are not hospitable."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

"Alright, that gun was intentionally placed in the nightstand by me, and I also led you to discover it. But I really didn't expect you to come so fast. Fortunately, your marksmanship is precise, ma'am, which really let me breathe a sigh of relief."

"So you were seeking death yourself. Then, why?"

"Because Death shielded the possibility of my suicide." Shiler first summarized concisely, then explained specifically.

"Many people think their way of death is already destined, but as far as I know, everyone has many possibilities of death, and the final result depends on the collision and combination of countless fate lines."

"Because I previously adopted some slightly intense means to see Death, usually suicide, the Goddess of Death directly eliminated the possibility of my suicide completely. That is to say, at least in this universe, I cannot kill myself with my own hands."

"But she didn't shield the possibility of others killing you."

"Because she felt there was no such possibility."

Seeing Natasha was speechless. Can anyone kill Shiler? The first time Seeing Natasha thought about this question, the answer "impossible" appeared in her mind. Then it's not strange that the Goddess of Death missed one thing out of a hundred.

"But she forgot you are an angler. You can take the initiative to fish up a shark to bite you to death."

"Yes, Shark Lady, thanks for the help."

Seeing Natasha rolled her eyes, looked at Shiler's smile, and said, "One last question, why are you coming to the Realm of Death again? It won't be to find trouble with Death again, right?"

Although Seeing Natasha used an interrogative sentence, the answer in her heart was affirmative. It is well known that Shiler likes to find trouble with Death.

"No, this time it's not for Death." Shiler's answer exceeded Seeing Natasha's expectations, and then she heard Shiler say, "I can be considered to have known the Goddess of Death for a long time. Of course, I respect her personal wishes very much and will not force my way into her territory without an invitation."

"Yeah, you changed from forcing your way in to smuggling. What's the point of this?"

"The point is that she doesn't know I'm in her house. Our Goddess of Death is not a woman as dedicated as you. She prefers to put her energy into falling in love with some strange creatures. Although for our universe, this is an irresponsible behavior, I think it also has its benefits."

Shiler stood up, walked past the bed to the window, watched the bizarre fragments outside colliding constantly, and said, "Last time someone tricked me with Adam. If it weren't for him dragging me and Stephen, Adam wouldn't have had so much time to make a mess of New York."

Seeing Natasha didn't know the inside story, so she raised an eyebrow and asked, "Who?"

"Oblivion and his messenger, Maelstrom."

Seeing Natasha took a deep breath and said, "Why are you always at odds with such abstract gods?"

"Why don't you ask why they are always at odds with me?"

"Alright, no one can out-argue you." Seeing Natasha stood up from the chair, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can on the side, patted her pants, and asked, "What are you planning to do?"

"Leave here first."