Chapter 2405

After Schiller met the Batman of the main universe, he knew that the era of the universe had actually arrived at New 52, so the number of universes followed the settings of New 52.

But regardless of whether it was New 52, the universe number had never included the universe where Schiller was. At first, he thought it was Earth-1, but later it was proven that it was not.

Of course, it could also be Earth -1, but the problem was that the Devastator appeared later. The universe where he was was Earth -1, not the one where Bruce was.

And from the mouths of some creatures with super-dimensional perspectives, including Lucifer, and even including Bruce who became an angel, Schiller did not find the corresponding number for this universe. That is to say, it was not the universe in the comics at all.

And if Schiller wanted to find someone who could change the direction and plot of the universe in the comics, it would naturally be the mysterious original Schiller, who had made a big move in this universe.

The changes that occurred in the universe where Schiller was and other universes were all butterfly effects from certain things the original Schiller did. Then the Batman Who Laughs was also very likely to be affected by the butterfly effect, doing things he wouldn't do in the original work. This thing was burying the egg of the Batman Who Laughs inside certain Batmen.

As mentioned above, the egg of the Batman Who Laughs was not a very aggressive move. On the contrary, it looked very much like finding a spare tire for himself—a spare tire in the true sense, that is, a spare embryo.

It couldn't be for the sake of looking good that the Batman Who Laughs went to such great lengths to build these things. He went to great pains to hide these things inside many Batmen, which naturally had its meaning. Otherwise, wouldn't it be better to find a refrigerator and stuff them in?

So Schiller speculated that the egg of the Batman Who Laughs might not be a pollutant, but something worse than that. It was an embryo for the resurrection of the Batman Who Laughs.

Then the question came: Who exactly made the Batman Who Laughs start preparing for resurrection?

This was the question Schiller had been most puzzled by for the past few days. How miserable must the Batman Who Laughs have been to start a series of resurrection plans right from the start?

But at the same time, this also made Schiller realize that many of his preventive measures against the Batman Who Laughs might have been prepared in vain. It was highly likely that someone had already cleared the dungeon of the Batman Who Laughs, and that sentence "Say hello to Dr. Anatoly for me" sounded like impotent rage no matter how you heard it.

Schiller was now thinking about another major question: It was known that the person who brought about all these changes might be the original Schiller, but the Batman Who Laughs finally said hello to Dr. Anatoly, and it just so happened that both of them were Soviet. So were they the same person?

This was a question that sounded a bit absurd, because from the perspective of a comic book traveler, one was a character in the real world before traveling, and the other was a character in the comic book world after traveling. How could these two be the same person?

But the problem was that the original Schiller also traveled here. He was not a native of the DC universe, but another victim in the tossing actions of the father-son pair, God and Lucifer.

But one suspicious point was that Lucifer personally said that the soul he pulled over and placed in Schiller's body was a general who committed suicide after the dissolution of the Soviet Union. And Dr. Anatoly, whom Schiller knew, had no military experience and had always been engaged in medical research, having nothing to do with the military.

And the timeline didn't match either. In Schiller's memory, Dr. Anatoly was still fine after the dissolution of the Soviet Union. For both of them, the dissolution of the Soviet Union was as light as a wisp of smoke and didn't cause any impact.

There was another possibility: the timeline was actually not a big problem for figures like Lucifer and God, especially for the universal God of various universes.

So it was also possible that Dr. Anatoly first traveled to an era before the dissolution of the Soviet Union, became a general, and after committing suicide, was put into Schiller's body. After completing his mission in DC, he traveled to the modern universe where Schiller was and became Dr. Anatoly.

But this raised another problem: Schiller remembered that Dr. Anatoly expressed indifference toward the dissolution of the Soviet Union. So how could he commit suicide because of the dissolution when he traveled to the era before the dissolution? This didn't make sense at all.

But if the experience of the original Schiller in the DC universe was also added, a possibility emerged.

In fact, the era of the general who committed suicide due to the dissolution of the Soviet Union was the earliest, while the experience of the original body in the DC universe ranked second, and the reality was the last era.

That is to say, Dr. Anatoly himself was a general in a universe where the Soviet Union had not dissolved who committed suicide due to the collapse of his spiritual faith. After committing suicide, he was pulled by Lucifer into Schiller's original body. After completing his mission in DC, he traveled to the modern universe where Schiller was and became Dr. Anatoly.

Some people might think that the moment the original Schiller exploded in DC, Schiller had already been pulled over. So how could the original Schiller face a younger Schiller when he went to the real universe and become his doctor?

Still the same sentence: for existences like God, time is not linear. Traveling to the past doesn't necessarily mean landing at the corresponding point in time, but it is possible to go to an earlier point in time.

But Schiller had a different guess about this. He believed that if the facts were really like this, then the original Schiller who didn't die later but chose to travel to the real universe was actually aiming at himself.

There was a closed loop in this, which was that the original Schiller borrowed a large amount of debt and compressed the energy and left it in Schiller's original body. So why did he have to pull Schiller's soul back to inherit this energy, instead of just finding someone more trustworthy?

Even if Schiller was the original soul of this body, from a moral level, returning the body to Schiller would be a relatively kind choice. But with so much energy existing in the body, it was obviously impossible to be completely moral.

Taking a step back, assuming the Schiller who was pulled back was a complete lunatic who just wanted to destroy the world, then was it what the original Schiller wanted for this energy to fall into his hands?

Unless the original Schiller had 100% certainty that the soul of the Schiller who was pulled back would not abuse this energy, and could even complete his unfinished business.

So where did his certainty come from?

So it was highly likely that the original Schiller's plan was just like this. He created that explosion to cover people's eyes and ears. In fact, he didn't perish because of this, but traveled to modern society, came to the era when Schiller was still young, became his doctor, and saved Schiller's fate.

Schiller remembered and had previously revealed that the treatment for him at that time was very unsuccessful, because in that era, that country had almost no concept of psychological and psychiatric treatment. No one had ever seen such a case, and many people had no way at all.

The mainstream view in the institute at that time was conservative treatment. Simply put, it was raising him to see if he could get better on his own. As for other treatment methods, they couldn't think of them and were unable to implement them.

It could be imagined that with Schiller's mental state at that time, conservative treatment definitely couldn't cure anything. Without anyone's help, the reconstruction of the Gao Tower was far off. What was more likely was that, like the vast majority of severely mentally ill patients, he would be hospitalized for a lifetime.

But the arrival of Dr. Anatoly changed this. It wasn't that he had any rich experience with this kind of illness, but he was an expert from the Soviet Union. People in the institute at that time were very superstitious about Soviet technology. If he said it could be done, it could be done. Everyone saw hope.

But Schiller remembered that he had seen shock and doubt on Anatoly's face more than once. Obviously, this doctor was not as confident as he appeared. Schiller's situation was also a difficult and complicated case for him.

Although it might be a bit cold and ruthless to say so, if they were not relatives or friends, Dr. Anatoly actually had no need to boast just because he sympathized with Schiller, claiming that he had a way, and appearing confident and holding the winning ticket.

Because it was obvious that this symptom was truly too complex and difficult to treat. The difficulty of performing treatment was very high, and at the same time, the responsibility to be borne was also very large. Because the words had already been spoken, if it couldn't be completed, besides losing face, it might also affect the relationship between the two countries.

According to Schiller's understanding of Dr. Anatoly, what would make Dr. Anatoly dare to issue such a military order would definitely not be emotions like sympathy, but that he had to do so; he had no choice but to do so.

Thinking of this, Schiller wanted to laugh. If things were really as he expected, then Dr. Anatoly, who decisively set off fireworks and traveled, definitely didn't expect that the situation he faced after coming over would be like this. Within such a short time, Schiller had blown himself into fragments all over the ground.

To some extent, how could this not be considered a kind of forcing someone to do something? The plan had already progressed to this point. It was too late to regret. Schiller's illness had to be treated whether he could or not. If it couldn't be cured, it had to be cured. What else could be done? Just bite the bullet and treat it.

It had to be said that luck was actually a series of coincidences. If it wasn't because he had to do it even if he couldn't, and the person who held this belief just happened to be a Soviet person who "had several divisions," it was estimated that no one could really cure Schiller's difficult and complicated case.

After figuring this out, based on Schiller's understanding of Dr. Anatoly, his attitude toward the Batman Who Laughs took a 180-degree turn.

What plan, what nesting dolls, what foresight, what strategy, destroying the multiverse—none of this was important now. Schiller now just very much wanted to know what exactly the Batman Who Laughs had encountered. If he didn't watch this huge fun, he could regret it until next year.

"So you want me to use a brainwave amplifier for wide-area searching?" Charles looked at Schiller in surprise and said, "You know he can predict everything, yet you still insist on finding him. Or have you already formulated a plan against him?"

"Yes, I have a perfect plan," Schiller nodded. Both Elsa and Charles narrowed their eyes, because they instinctively felt that Schiller was lying.

"Are you sure you can deal with him?" Elsa said with some worry, "What if he is really as powerful as you say? Will you be in danger?"

"Pfft..." Schiller still couldn't help laughing. Both of them stared at him in surprise.

"Cough, cough, cough." Schiller covered his mouth with his fist and coughed a few times, then said, "... The one in danger might not be me. In short, you just do as I say. My plans have always been very perfect."

"But why do you hate him so much?" Elsa raised a fundamental question, because she felt that Schiller was the kind of person who was good at turning enemies into teammates. Why was he so targeted at this special Batman?

Schiller acted as if he had expected them to ask this question. He turned around again, took a box of crayons from the drawer beside him, and began to write and draw on the white paper.

After a while, he held up the paper. Elsa and Charles leaned over to look at the same time. The center of the paper was blackened by a black crayon, and a sentence was written crookedly in red capital letters—"Can you see clearly what I wrote?"

"I can't see clearly at all," Elsa said, "My eyes hurt."

"Isn't that a coincidence? Me too," Schiller said.