Chapter 1870: Iron Tank Clanging (5)

There is a common evaluation used to describe people with short-sightedness, called "seeing small profits and forgetting righteousness." The term "petty profits" also has a very obvious derogatory meaning.

But the fact is, the vast majority of humans are very easily bought by small profits, and the essence is that when most things in an environment make people feel comfortable, they will instinctively relax, and all behaviors that please others are essentially creating such an environment, or at least creating such an illusion.

Letting people know they are safe is the first step to opening their hearts, letting people feel cared for is the second step, and letting people feel understood is the third step. This is also the method mental perverts often use to create such a safe environment.

People are always very strange, why are there so many stupid people who can't see through the essence of scumbags, and even feel that they are good for themselves? But in fact, the deceived are not stupid. This is that the vast majority of people cannot resist someone who is calculating and bowing down to please you.

Even if it doesn't work once, it doesn't work ten times, they can try a hundred times, a thousand times, and there will always be a time when you are moved. And as long as this safe environment is created well, even if there is greater harm later, it will always make the victim recall this safe, warm, and comfortable environment he has never seen before, and will even take the initiative to find reasons for the other party's drastic change in temperament.

In fact, there is no drastic change in temperament at all. The initial gentleness is just to create a safe environment. No one can say that they will never fall for this kind of person.

Shiler knew when he stepped into the breakfast hall that the Superior Iron Man was not only taking this step, but also wanted to dance a tango in this area.

Sure enough, mental excitement left him no time to reflect on whether there were any flaws in his words yesterday, but intended to do more to consolidate the foundation.

Shiler walked up and shook hands with an alien whose appearance was not much different from humans. He could recognize that this was the logistics general manager responsible for the Ring Star Zone area of the Shi'ar Empire Royal Chamber of Commerce. This was a big shot.

The Superior Iron Man immediately walked over with a smile, patted Shiler on the arm and said: "I met Ms. Natchi at the dance last night. I originally wanted to introduce you to him, but I didn't expect that she had heard of you from a certain royal family."

Shiler was modest for a few words, and then the three of them exchanged pleasantries for a while, introduced their origins to each other, and walked to the dining table beside them, talking about things while having breakfast.

It was mainly Shiler chatting with Mrs. Natchi about the current situation in the Ring Star Zone. Seeing that the time was almost up, the Superior Iron Man opened his mouth to help and said: "To tell you the truth, Madam, Dr. Shiler has encountered some trouble staying here for so long this time..."

The Superior Iron Man briefly introduced Shiler's situation. Mrs. Natchi didn't laugh and prevaricate like other aliens, but asked quite seriously: "Are you sure he was taken away by a flying saucer in the shape of a disc?"

This was just a background story Shiler made up, citing the most famous alien flying saucer theory of humans, but looking at Mrs. Natchi's expression, it seemed that there really was such a thing.

Mrs. Natchi shook her head and said: "This matter is actually a bit troublesome, but I seem to have heard of this kind of flying saucer, but I dare not be sure. I can only tell you that there is a tavern called Red Feather Flower on the Spiral Main Star in Centaurus, and the news there might be more informed."

Shiler immediately revealed a look of gratitude. The three exchanged pleasantries again. Looking at the look on the Superior Iron Man's face, Shiler knew the heat was almost there.

After Mrs. Natchi left, Shiler hurried to the room. The Superior Iron Man didn't catch up with him at all. Looking at Shiler's back, the Superior Iron Man's face sank.

Not long after, the Superior Iron Man came to Shiler's room and found that Shiler was packing his luggage. Seeing him come, Shiler said while packing things: "Really thank you very much, this is the most useful clue I have obtained in recent times."

"People often say that time is fleeting, so I must hurry over. I won't forget your kindness, but I will talk to you in detail after I come back." Shiler said very gratefully.

But the Superior Iron Man did not want gratitude.

He knew he had taken a good step, but it had completely failed to achieve the effect he wanted; Schiller's focus was not on his help or friendship at all, but entirely on finding his brother.

This was not good news. The Superior Iron Man knew very well that blood is thicker than water; if the emotional bond between Schiller and his brother was tighter, and the two were reuniting after a long separation, then no matter how hard he tried, he could never wedge himself between them.

In the same period, a person's emotional reliance can only be on one other person, not more. If he wanted to obtain the powerful abilities of this pair of brothers, he had to find a way to become their sole emotional reliance separately, rather than letting them rely on each other.

Thus, the Superior Iron Man spoke up: "Congratulations, Dr. Schiller, but do you really have to head to Centaurus right now?"

Schiller looked up at him in confusion. The Superior Iron Man cleared his throat and said: "Having a lead is a good thing, but judging by Lady Natasha's vague tone, you should be able to guess that whoever kidnapped your brother is likely a very powerful enemy. Are you sure you can rescue him?"

Schiller showed a hesitant expression.

"And after so many years, if your brother is still alive, he might have already started a family on another planet. If you appear so rashly, you are very likely to disrupt the rhythm of his existing life, and he may not necessarily want to return to Earth."

"You also have to consider that your superhero friends might not want such a powerful mutant to return to Earth. Perhaps even the mutants themselves feel the same way. If there are people who don't welcome him, are you going to start a war?"

Schiller showed an expression of sadness and disbelief.

But inwardly, he was saying: "Here it comes, here it comes. The necessary step after showing care: pouring cold water. It's here."

Many people think that so-called PUA is just constant suppression and denial of the victim's value, but that is not the essence. As the saying goes, the essence of manipulation is love.

You must first make the other party feel your love so that the suppression and negation can sneak in without triggering the person's self-protection mechanism.

After establishing a safe and warm environment for the other party, it makes people instinctively relax their protective mechanisms and open their hearts.

Experimental evidence shows that when people are living well, they are more willing to think about things in a positive direction, while when they encounter difficulties, they inevitably view things with a pessimistic and suspicious attitude.

Therefore, in a safe and comfortable environment, certain suppressive and negative words sound very much like sincere advice. Of course, negation alone is not enough; immediately following the "cold water" is "I'm doing this for your own good," and the true "Map of Yan": "I am gentle, calm, and smart, while you are clumsy, reckless, and stupid."

"Schiller, I believe we are the same kind, so I really hope I can be of help. I advise you not to go to Centaurus yet, not because I want to separate you from your kin, but simply out of concern for your situation."

"Your brother has been separated from you for so many years; even if there is still some family affection, it certainly cannot compare to the friends and relatives you have each spent every day with. If you find him now and tell him the universe is about to be destroyed, so I've come to ask for your help, doesn't that sound a lot like exploitation?"

"Your brother might not think that you went through all kinds of hardships to finally find him; he will only feel that you didn't look for him when you didn't need him, but thought of him when disaster struck. Your longing and affection for him shouldn't be misunderstood like this."

"Even if you bring him back to Earth, your superhero friends will think, 'We have spent so much time with you, yet you don't listen to our opinions and insist on bringing a dangerous person back to our home.' Doesn't that also destroy the friendship between you?"

"I know mutants themselves are not united. No matter which faction you belong to, all factions will have to consider the impact your brotherly alliance might have on the current situation. If they harbor resentment later, your situation will also be very awkward."

The Superior Iron Man walked into the room and sat on the edge of the bed next to Schiller. He placed a hand on Schiller's shoulder and said: "I understand, of course. You have been separated for so long and are impatient to see each other, but there is plenty of time in the future, and you have to plan for what comes next, don't you?"

Schiller seemed to have suddenly calmed down. He took a deep breath, let out a long sigh, turned his head to look at the Superior Iron Man, and said: "You are right. I was a bit impulsive. Thank you very much, Tony. Not only did you help me find a lead on Owen, but you also helped me avoid many future troubles."

A flash of ecstasy immediately crossed the Superior Iron Man's eyes. It was the first time Schiller had called him Tony, whereas he probably used to call his friend, the hero Iron Man, by that name. It was also the first time he had revealed his brother's name, which signaled that he was beginning to show trust.

The Superior Iron Man sighed in relief and said: "You really startled me. When I first met you, I thought you were a gentle and refined doctor. I didn't expect your ability to act to be stronger than a secret agent's. Haven't you gotten into any big trouble because of your impulsiveness over the years?"

Schiller lowered his head, smiled embarrassedly, and said: "There have been some troubles, but everyone else has been tolerant of me."

"Then you must have a pretty good circle of friends. If you ask me, Dr. Schiller, you can't be so impulsive in this kind of setting. All the alien races are watching."

"Not to mention anything else, your farewell to Lady Natasha just now was a bit impolite. You were a bit too anxious."

Here it comes, here it comes again, Schiller thought to himself. Finally, it's time to enter the stage of suppression and dismantling self-confidence.

Thus, he cooperated quite well by widening his eyes, appearing as if he didn't quite understand why the Superior Iron Man would say that. The Superior Iron Man smiled and said: "This also puts me in a difficult position. After all, I was the one who invited Lady Natasha. I'm afraid she won't invite me to any balls in the future."

"Oh my god, I am so sorry." Schiller deliberately raised his voice a little, weighing the degree of emotional expression in his heart, and then said: "I didn't know. I might... I might have been a bit too anxious."

"It's okay." The Superior Iron Man hurriedly comforted him: "She is a very magnanimous lady. I was just joking earlier, but please don't do that again. It wouldn't be good if someone caught you in a trap."

Schiller nodded, making an expression as if he had taken the Superior Iron Man's words to heart as advice.

Seeing the Superior Iron Man reveal that hidden, yet fairly decent, satisfied expression again, Schiller smiled inwardly.

The next morning, when the Superior Iron Man saw Schiller in the breakfast hall, he found him pale and weary, looking as if he hadn't slept all night.

Schiller walked over, gave the Superior Iron Man a wry smile, and said: "Sorry, I look a bit terrible. I didn't sleep at all last night; I kept thinking about what you said."

"I must thank you again, and at the same time, apologize to you. I was indeed too anxious before and didn't consider your feelings."

The Superior Iron Man suddenly felt a sense of extreme pleasure explode in his brain. The wail of prey caught in a trap felt like the most beautiful celestial music, and the thick scent of blood triggered an even more intense hunger. The Superior Iron Man could almost not suppress the clamor for blood in his heart; he knew the time to close the net had arrived.

As for Schiller, only a small ripple rose in his heart. His threshold had long been raised too high; this kind of scene could no longer give him any effective stimulation. But looking at the Superior Iron Man's almost uncontrollable excitement, he also knew the time to close the net had arrived.