Chapter 2351

Usually speaking, if a person has more than 1000 personalities in their body, it cannot be called not very sick. Most people who confirm this fact will make a fuss about it and call it outrageous.

The fact is indeed so, how can more than 1000 souls be stuffed into one shell.

But now someone tells him that you are not as sick as me, David wants to see how sick Schiller is.

"How many personalities do you have?" David asked.

"I only have one."

"This is impossible."

"It is indeed only one, just shattered into more than 2000 pieces."

David was speechless.

It seems that it is indeed more serious than stuffing more than 1000 souls into one person's shell, and one soul shattering into more than 2000 pieces.

"How are you alive?" David asked with some curiosity.

"Just living, living and living, I survived."

If someone had answered David's question like this in the past, he would definitely feel that he was perfunctory, but from the current point of view, Schiller is serious. But think about it, it's already this situation, if you don't just live, what else can you do?

"Why did your soul shatter?"

"An accident," Schiller answered concisely.

"Do you think I will come to talk to you about mutants?" David said. "Why do you think so? Do you think I am their representative?"

"No, I think you don't care much about them, you care more about yourself. But your problem is still that you are a mutant, so if you want to solve your problem, we still have to talk about mutants."

David frowned deeply.

Schiller held the pen in his hand and said, "You may think that your current situation is rooted in dissociative identity disorder, so you come to me, feeling that I, as an excellent psychiatrist, have a way to cure your mental illness."

"But in fact, your problem is not personality splitting at all, but that every personality you split has its own thoughts and abilities. The important thing is the ability. If they don't have those superpowers, then they are harmless."

"Only to society, they make me very painful."

"If your other personalities don't have superpowers and don't constitute a threat to society, your pain can be solved by medical means. But if every one of their stress reactions will cause huge damage in reality, then if this problem is not solved, no one dares to treat your dissociative identity disorder."

David frowned and thought for a while. He also had to admit that the fact is indeed so. If those personalities only existed in his brain and could not affect reality, perhaps psychiatrists could make them gradually disappear or merge.

But once they have independent thoughts and independent abilities, wanting to erase them will definitely cause resistance. And after those strange abilities of theirs erupt, they will definitely cause major harm. No psychiatrist dares to do this.

"I can erase them," David sighed and said. "But one disappears, and another appears. My ability is effective against almost anything, except them."

"So you promised Charles to come to me. Both of you hope that I can solve your problem," Schiller said deliberately. "You know that I will definitely find a way to solve it, because you are indeed like a time bomb. Even if you go to the Andromeda galaxy, you may blow up the entire universe."

"Indeed, no one dares to receive me," David snorted coldly and said. "But they are right, people who come into contact with me will become unfortunate."

"I need to ask one thing first, who do you think you are? I mean this personality who is talking to me now."

"I am the real David Haller, I am his ego, I think you should understand, I am the authentic David, and also the strongest him," David looked away and said. "The ability I possess is what David should have originally."

"What can you do?"

"Everything except making myself better," David said. "I can get what I want and make the world change according to my will."

"Then when did the accident happen?"

"A terrorist attack in Paris," David pursed his lips and said. "I witnessed my foster father being killed, I lost control, and killed my superego. Since then, everything has been out of control."

"What about your id?"

"He..." David paused, and said in a slightly puzzled tone, "I don't know, I can't find him anymore."

Schiller was silent for a long time. Obviously, he was thinking fast.

He could understand what David said. To a certain extent, this situation was somewhat similar to his at that time, because of some external stimuli, something happened in the mental space, and then everything went out of control.

It's just that his performance was the collapse of the thinking tower, causing the personality to shatter into thousands of pieces, while David was the superego representing moral constraints being killed, and the id representing desire and instinct disappearing, causing personality defects, leading to various strange personalities constantly emerging.

"Let's analyze first, why you killed your superego after losing control," Schiller twisted the pen and said to himself, "The superego usually represents potential conscience and internal moral requirements."

"If I'm not mistaken, you were a very kind person with a high moral standard before."

"Indeed," David said helplessly. "David Haller was an introverted, kind person who hadn't done any bad things. He was a bit fragile and a bit sentimental, but very gentle."

"Like your father."

"Partially."

"There is no doubt that witnessing someone completely break legal standards and commit a homicide had a huge impact on your morality. You would wonder why the law couldn't sanction these criminals, why the law couldn't let you and your family continue to live quietly."

"These thoughts will be the culprit that killed your conscience and morality. The superego may have perished at that time."

"Do you have a superego?"

"Of course," Schiller said. "But unlike you, I didn't grow up in a place with universal legal and moral concepts since I was a child, which led to my internal conscience and moral requirements being different from those commonly used in society now. So when I witness some things that violate conscience and morality, I won't question my conscience and morality."

David nodded. He knew this was the so-called distorted morality. As long as the judgment criteria are different, it is possible to never violate the bottom line.

"If I'm not mistaken, you actually had room to stop the terrorists, but you hesitated. Those high moral requirements of yours made you hesitate about killing."

David finally opened his eyes slightly. He hadn't told anyone about this, including his mother.

David finally sat up straight. He began to listen carefully to Schiller's analysis, because he found that the evaluation of the medical staff that Schiller's professional level was excellent might still be a bit restrained.

The key is not whether the guess is right or not, but whether you dare to guess. After having a certain status and position, they usually won't be willing to make such a decisive judgment because they are afraid of being wrong. Since Schiller said it, it shows that he has full confidence in his judgment.

"Your hesitation gave the terrorists a chance to act. After you witnessed the tragic death, unparalleled guilt engulfed you. At the same time, you began to hate the moral requirements this society had for you, because precisely because of this requirement, you lost extremely important relatives and a happy family."

"Then you instantly killed this requirement and killed the culprit who hurt your relatives. All this can be traced, the logic is smooth. I feel very sorry for your encounter, but I'm afraid this is inevitable."

David was silent for a while, but still nodded, and then he said, "That terrorist was the first soul I absorbed. He told me he wanted to change me. This is the way he changed me."

"Just as power will not be a vacuum, people's mental world will not have real defects. Lack of reason will have more chaos, crazy thinking will fill it up, structure will break, and a new structure will replace it."

"But what puzzles me is that if you only killed your superego, the ego and id should not give those personalities so much space. The disappearance of your id is the biggest suspicious point."

Schiller took out a scale from the side, asked while looking at it, "When was the last time you really wanted something?"

"Three months before the terrorist attack," David recalled and said. "I saw a great pair of sneakers in the window, and I worked for two months to buy them."

"Never again since then?"

"No."

"How long has it been since you recalled your life goals?"

"It's been a long time too. Since these personalities bothered me, I never thought about it. I almost forgot."

"What about other desires? Appetite, sexual desire..."

David shook his head.

"Very good, it seems your instincts don't work at all," Schiller's expression became serious, David felt uneasy.

But this uneasiness soon turned into a trace of horror, because Schiller went to flip through books.

Flipping through books is not enough, Schiller opened the computer and started checking papers. Checking one paper is not enough, he started a wide-area search.

"Am I... still saved?"

"Don't worry, let me see," Schiller's brows furrowed deeper as he looked.

Then he began to tell, "Our two situations are indeed somewhat similar, at least regarding the id part."

"My id also had problems, he wouldn't speak, but my symptoms are shallower, and the reason is very simple, just instinct defects caused by some external factors, generally not affecting life."

"But your id completely disappeared. I speculate that there are two possibilities. One is that the huge guilt at that time not only made you lose control and kill the superego, but also greatly hurt the id, causing him to be killed too."

"But the possibility of this situation is lower, because if your instincts were completely killed, then you should be completely crazy. Two of the three pillars collapsed, the entire mental structure would collapse, then you should be lying in the hospital as a vegetable."

"Since you can still move fluently, it shows that the pillar didn't collapse, just don't know why it disappeared, then only the last possibility remains, he hid."

"Why?"

"Because of guilt," Schiller's fingers tapped on the mouse, he said, "It is also possible that it is disappointment, because wanting to protect relatives is your instinct, but at the critical moment you didn't choose to believe your instinct, but chose to believe the moral requirements. He felt deep disappointment for your distrust, so he hid."

"Do these existences really have personalities?"

"Don't you have a personality?"

David was speechless. He said, "Before I had crazy symptoms, I never realized that I was not just me, but many me's."

"Very normal, people need a period of time to accept their madness," Schiller clicked the mouse and said indifferently, "But it doesn't matter, you will get used to it after being crazy."

David still couldn't refute, because from what he saw from mind reading, the doctor in front of him might really be used to it, otherwise he really couldn't think of how a person could live normally with more than 2000 selfs.

"What do you think I should do?" David asked.

"The key is still in your mental world," Schiller sighed deeply and said, "Checking information is also for this. We must first solve your mutant ability, then solve those personalities, and finally find your id. The problem is that the first two steps are too difficult."

"Why?"

"Because those personalities of yours are too strong, very strong in the real world, and only stronger in the mental world."

Schiller thought and said, "It might not work with me alone. We must form a psychic assault team to go into your mental world and save your id from your chaotic personalities."