Chapter 2271: Gotham Music Festival (19)

Seeing Natasha appeared very surprised. She widened her eyes and looked at Schiller, saying, "What did you say??? You're seasick?! You... can't you turn into mist and float up?"

Schiller shook his head and said, "It's useless."

He clutched his chest and coughed a few times. His face was pale, and his expression was a bit dull. He was clearly dividing some energy to investigate the situation from inside the Tower of Thought.

In the past, when Pride was seasick, the vast majority of personalities thought this might be Pride's problem. After all, Pride always had many problems, such as being afraid of broccoli; perhaps seasickness was the same.

Schiller hadn't been on a boat in his previous life, nor did he have anything that required going to sea to handle. He didn't have a deep impression of the ocean, nor did he have any obsession, and he didn't quite understand what it felt like to be on a boat.

After coming to DC, he hadn't left Gotham for the vast majority of the time, until he came to Mercy Harbor, where Arthur was, for his annual leave, and discovered that he was actually seasick.

This seemed unreasonable, but sometimes the human body just doesn't make sense. Even with a cheat-level existence like gray mist, one couldn't say they were completely immune to all physiological illnesses, so Pride didn't take it to heart at the time. If you're seasick, you're seasick; at worst, just don't go on boats in the future.

But later, he had approached the ocean in ways that didn't involve boats, such as being held by Lucifer and flying in the sky. However, the symptoms of seasickness didn't disappear with the absence of a boat, which made Schiller discover that he might not be seasick, but rather "sea-sick."

This was very peculiar. The principle of seasickness is that a person's balance organs are stimulated, leading to various uncomfortable symptoms in the body. To go deeper, it's because the person's vestibular sensory organs and balance organs conflict. The more intense the conflict, the more obvious the reaction to seasickness. This is the main reason why many people suffering from seasickness find their symptoms relieved when riding a relatively stable large ship.

But one had never heard of anyone standing above the ocean and feeling dizzy just by looking at it. What's more, Schiller felt dizzy even without looking at it, which indicated that this was likely not a common illness, but had other reasons.

Hearing that Schiller had a problem, almost everyone rushed over. But because the room wasn't big, it was impossible for everyone to enter, so the children were chased out after taking a look, and some people who weren't that familiar with Schiller also left after visiting, leaving only those who were relatively close.

Schiller didn't say a word, lying on the bed fighting his discomfort, while others started guessing what was going on one after another.

"We must know what exactly caused this problem." Bruce had a very typical scientific mindset. He said, "After excluding all wrong answers, the remaining one must be the truth."

"I don't think it's Schiller's own problem." Seeing Natasha frowned and said, "He has no possibility of being seasick. If he had this constitution where his balance organs were easily stimulated, he wouldn't be able to do other more intense exercises, but the fact is he can."

"With the existence of gray mist, Schiller shouldn't get sick." Strange said, "To take a step back, portals and spaceships aren't that stable either, but they didn't make him show any symptoms of discomfort."

"I think you guys didn't get the point." Stark patted the wall. He was finally willing to put Pepper down for a while. At this time, he stood out and said, "Schiller has been on a boat in our universe."

As soon as he said this, everyone felt surprised. Stark counted on his fingers, "On weekends, he took a yacht with us, took a speedboat on the way to Long Island, and even played on pirate ships and the Pirates of the Caribbean project in the amusement park. In any case, it's impossible for him to be seasick."

Bruce and Victor looked at each other. Victor said, "And in our universe, Schiller is always seasick. He was seasick when they went to the island for vacation before, and later when we invited him to go fishing, his reason for refusing was also that he was seasick."

"But we thought that was just a problem with one of his personality traits." Bruce said, "Because other personality traits shouldn't have been on a boat here either. Today is the first time."

"Then it might be a problem with your universe." Nick stood with his hands on his hips, looked around, and said, "But why is it seasickness?"

Everyone looked at Schiller lying on the bed. Schiller's complexion wasn't very good. The vast majority of people hadn't seen him this weak, so they really couldn't bear it. Peter raised his voice and said, "What we should do now is make the doctor feel comfortable. Hurry up and sail the boat back."

Wanda and Jarvis also agreed with his point of view, but others were more rational than them. Bruce said, "Schiller seems to be just uncomfortable and not fatal, and the situation hasn't deteriorated. If we don't figure out what's going on this time, it might be more troublesome later."

His argument was approved by most of the people present, because it was foreseeable that something that could cause such great damage to Schiller must be a huge threat to this universe. If we don't figure out what it is, it will be too late when it actually appears.

But this didn't include Stark and Strange. Stark waved his hand at Strange, "Open a portal and take Schiller away. At worst, we just won't come here."

Strange obviously held this view too. He raised his hand and was about to open a portal. Unfortunately, before he could make a move, he was interrupted by a snap of fingers. Lucifer walked in and said, "I think you should listen to Schiller's opinion. He's just dizzy, not dead."

Then the others stopped their actions. They thought what Lucifer said made sense. Schiller could figure out other people's affairs so clearly; it was impossible for him to have no attention to his own symptoms, and the clues he could find must be the most critical.

Schiller's consciousness was blurred; he was clearly discussing in the Tower of Thought. After a while, he opened his eyes, scanned the room, and said, "Send me back first."

Lex immediately wanted to turn the boat around. Schiller shook his head and said, "I'll go back myself. You guys do whatever you want."

"I think Jason is definitely not in the mood to fish now." Bruce looked outside the door and saw the anxious expressions of several children. Cat Getan also chimed in, "You can fish any night."

At this time, Steve said, "Actually, I cast a few lines just now, but I didn't find any fish here, and the fish-attracting light didn't find any schools of fish either. It seems we can't fish today."

The main universe Batman standing in the corner of the room frowned slightly. He looked out the window. Outside the window, it wasn't a clear night with a bright moon and sparse stars; there were thin dark clouds, and the sea surface was very calm, with almost no wind or waves. Theoretically, this weather was actually very suitable for fishing.

And he remembered that before boarding the boat, Lex Luthor called the captain, explaining that they were going night fishing. The captain of this level of luxury yacht couldn't possibly have no such experience, nor would he stop in an empty area with absolutely no fish.

In the end, the cruise ship returned. The young children were exhausted from the water fight, and the slightly older ones who wanted to fish couldn't find any fish. Playing poker on the boat obviously wasn't interesting either.

The Rodriguez Manor was undergoing renovations after the previous destruction by the Green of Everything, so they returned to Lex's hillside manor. It was big enough, and having so many people staying here didn't feel crowded.

At this time, Lex's professional butler team had arrived. The manor was brightly lit and magnificent. After returning to land, Schiller quickly recovered. By the time he entered the manor, he didn't need anyone to support him at all.

So they didn't go to the bedroom but stayed by the fireplace in the reception room. This was a high-ceilinged area on the edge of the manor. Outside the two towering floor-to-ceiling windows, one could overlook the thousands of lights of Gotham.

Nearby was the dark forest, in the distance was the brightly lit city, and further away was the skyline, the low-hanging dark clouds, and the moon looming behind the clouds.

Schiller sat on a single sofa with a blanket draped over him, squinting his eyes and looking a bit sleepy. Victor took a hot coffee from the butler's hand and placed it on the coffee table in the center of the crowd.

In addition to the combination sofa, the sunken reception area also had many soft cushions, allowing everyone to find their own place. They sat together in twos and threes. When they took the cups and saw the amount of coffee in them, they knew Schiller might have a long story to tell.

Schiller stretched one hand out from the blanket, blew on the coffee gently, and said, "I think no one here doesn't know that I come from another universe."

Instantly, everyone's ears pricked up.

Of course, they all knew that Schiller didn't come from the two universes they were in. In Schiller's own words, the universe he once lived in was very, very far away, completely impossible to return to, and he didn't want to go back either.

Everyone could also see that some of Schiller's living habits were different from theirs. For example, Schiller would actually show surprise at the fact that the street was blocked because of a mutant ability outbreak. For Marvel people, this was actually a daily occurrence. Professor X could also infer from this that the universe Schiller once stayed in might not have mutants.

And some of Schiller's occasional words could also piece together some details of his previous life, but the crowd didn't know much about that mysterious world because Schiller had never talked about it in detail.

The information they knew now was roughly that Schiller was also a psychologist before, living on an Earth roughly similar to their universe, came to their universe because of some things, and might have already heard of them before coming.

"But do you know how I came here?" Schiller asked.

Everyone looked at each other, and everyone had a blank expression on their faces. One was that they really didn't know the answer to this question, and the other was that they didn't understand why Schiller wanted to discuss this issue at this time.

In their view, this wasn't a very important question, because first, Schiller didn't want to go back, so no matter how he came, it actually wasn't very important. Second, the optional answers to this question were too few. How else could he come? How they came to this strange universe now, Schiller came the same way.

Schiller showed a smile and said, "Do you think I came to a strange universe by passing through a portal like you?"

"Isn't it?" Bruce sat on the cushion next to him, leaning forward, appearing very interested. He had never given up on his efforts to pry into Schiller's past life, but unfortunately, Schiller's mouth was too tight, and Bruce could hardly ask anything out.

What he knew more about Schiller than others was that he knew more of Schiller's personality traits, had better relationships with some of the less common ones, and could infer Schiller's past life situation through their existence, but this could only infer what kind of person Schiller himself was.

Because the environment Schiller lived in in his previous life was similar to their current universe, and those subtle differences were obviously only known to the parties involved, so Bruce had no way of knowing.

"I died."

The whole room was shocked. ===== CHAPTER 2272 =====