Chapter 3567

Wei En accompanied Billy and Prince Yashan back to their home. After Wei En came in, Prince Yashan gave Nora a wink, and Nora took Billy to the backyard to play.

Wei En briefly repeated his conversation with Billy, and then said: "I think you should have seen it too, he has had a bit too many frustrating experiences in the past, leading to his low curiosity and desire for exploration, presenting a state of avoidance."

"How exactly can this state be improved?"

"Maintain sufficient patience, of course—these are all empty words. If you want to be specific, I would suggest you cultivate common hobbies with him, fully answer his every question, and explore the world with him."

"I am trying to do so," Prince Yashan said, "He is very interested in football, I will accompany him to practice shooting; he also likes reading picture books, and the two of us often watch them together."

"This is long-term work, but it can't solve the immediate problem. Now he is entangled in the power Old Shazam gave him, so there is only one way left, and that is for you to study magic."

Prince Yashan opened his mouth. Wei En knew what he was going to say, he said: "I know you are a scientist, you are naturally opposed to mysticism, but it's not asking you to train yourself into a magician. I think starting from Olympus mythology is a good choice."

"That's right," Prince Yashan touched his chin and said, "Billy also told me before that Shazam's power comes from the gods of Mount Olympus, but he seems to only know that there is such a place, and doesn't understand the gods. Maybe I can buy some picture books in this regard?"

"Of course, and you must buy children's ones. You don't want Billy to know about Zeus's messy private life, right?"

Prince Yashan immediately turned his head and said: "Brainiac, help me search for picture books related to Olympus mythology for children, pick the ones with rich pictures and good quality, and buy the first ten sets."

"Okay. Brainiac is selecting related products for you..."

"Old Shazam will not give up easily," Wei En said, "I suggest you say hello to J'onn, if he plays any tricks when Billy is at school, the Martian Manhunter will let him know how powerful he is."

Prince Yashan nodded. He said as if he just remembered something: "Did Brainiac assign you work?"

"Yes, I said I wanted to play cards, and he was very dissatisfied. But when I said I would change to participate in the consultation, he was much better."

Prince Yashan said with some worry: "He arranged Nora and my schedule very full, of course, they are all work within our ability, and if it can be executed according to the schedule, the efficiency of achieving results will indeed be much higher, but I must take care of the family."

"Maybe you can let him guarantee that he will take good care of Billy."

"Will he guarantee it? He is just an artificial intelligence."

"Of course. If he can't take good care of everyone, then he has no right to arrange your schedule. And, this pure creation of order like electronic life is naturally opposed to magic. You don't need to say it, he won't allow Old Shazam to make trouble either."

"Well, looking at it this way, his ruling the world still has some benefits," Prince Yashan nodded thoughtfully and said.

After leaving Prince Yashan's home, Wei En didn't go to work either, but drove to his shop. On the way, he said to Brainiac: "How is it? How many people arrived at the classroom today?"

Brainiac paused and said: "As you expected, Professor, not a single one."

Wei En discovered that Brainiac seemed to have given him an exclusive thread, and the tone and intonation were much richer than that general version.

"Then what are they doing?" Wei En asked knowingly.

"One is disguised as a policeman, mixed into the Cat Getan police station, and poisoned a prisoner held there; one waited for most of the afternoon on Diamond Street, picked up the corpse of someone who jumped off a building and took it back for dissection; one mixed into the surrounding parade, successfully provoked the contradiction between them and the local gang organization, triggering a gunfight; and one is trying to stuff a frozen human corpse into the body of a moose."

"What a fulfilling afternoon," Wei En sighed.

"They have a different interest in harming their own compatriots. Considering that they all study the same major, research the same direction, and have the same mentor—Professor Wei En, don't you think you should say something?"

"I only feel a pity."

"For the victims?"

"For my students. They can only study humans from a physical level in vain, and will never be able to directly experience the mysteries of their spiritual world, which is really a great pity."

Brainiac stopped talking. It wasn't until the car was almost there that he spoke: "After my analysis, this type of major and research direction has no benefit to human development. I am considering the possibility of banning this major."

"Are you talking about psychology? Or theoretical psychology?"

"Humans need applied psychology, and they also need psychologists, but there seems to be no need for so many researchers in theoretical directions."

"Then what do you plan to do? Let all theoretical psychologists change careers?"

"Judging from the articles you have published in the past and the research results you have, you have also made quite a lot of achievements in applied psychology. So why not go back to your old profession?"

"If I say that's not me, you definitely won't believe it. But the fact is, applied psychology requires more sufficient patience and rich experience in dealing with patients, I think I can't do it."

"But you have also provided psychological counseling to limited patients recently."

"Yes, but I refused more patients, and only kept some within my ability."

"Then I think you can focus on this to expand, receive as many patients as possible, or accept the position of hospital consultant, to make more contributions to human mental health."

"Are you planning to make appointments for me?"

"I have a few candidates," Brainiac said, "They should be completely within your ability, and have the ability to pay for psychological counseling, and need long-term treatment."

Wei En actually wanted to ask him how he determined his ability range, but he still asked first: "How much income is expected to bring me?"

"If you receive all six patients and conduct counseling once a week, then within a year, it may provide you with a consultation fee income of about 63,000 US dollars. This is quite beneficial to your current economic situation."

"Six patients can pay 63,000 US dollars?"

"Yes, considering your status in the industry, this price is quite reasonable. And they are all celebrities, if the consultation location is chosen in the Cat Getan University office, then it is also good for the reputation of Cat Getan University."

"Sounds pretty good."

"So you agreed?"

"I refuse," Wei En said.

"Why?" Brainiac's tone revealed that he couldn't figure it out.

Wei En didn't answer, because he really couldn't tell Brainiac the difference between him and his previous self.

Brainiac's judgment of his level of applied psychology should come from Anatoly. But who is Anatoly? That is a ruthless person who can even cure Wei En.

If this level is used to select patients, then the patients Brainiac selects must be extremely difficult to deal with. Even if they offer a high price, Wei En can't cure them at all.

And even if their problems are not big, Wei En can't guarantee that he can tolerate them. Psychological counselors are considered service industries, people have spent so much money, Wei En must take care of their mood. If he can't help but spray, then it will be troublesome.

Brainiac started nagging again, anyway, it was nothing more than saying that he could make money and improve the reputation of Cat Getan University, trying to persuade Wei En from various angles.

Wei En sighed and said: "I can't do this job. But maybe someone can, it's just that his asking price is not just a little bit higher."

Brainiac thought he was talking about price, so he said: "The price issue can be discussed. If you can accept longer working hours, then maybe doubling is not a problem."

"I'm not just talking about money. If he comes, your Brainiac Center can be renamed Rodriguez Center."

Wei En got out of the car and walked towards his shop, but saw an unexpected person, that is Constantine. He was sitting next to the side door of the shop in a daze.

Wei En walked in, Constantine looked like he saw a savior, and said to Wei En: "I'm really going crazy! I just wanted to write what I like occasionally, but now it has become a profession. I am actually being urged to write every day! I would rather be a magician!"

"Brainiac arranged a lot of work for you?"

"What Brainiac, it's Brand! He was arranged for seven meetings in three days by Brainiac, so he took his anger out on me! He told me I must hand in the manuscript before this Friday!"

"So you are still writing books for him?" Wei En picked up a bunch of dried flowers from the side, looked at them, and said, "Is it the second part of 'The Haze of Faraines'?"

"That's right! After that dungeon, new players came again, although they didn't play any new tricks, it was enough to make up the plot of the second part," Constantine grabbed his hair and said, "I shouldn't have agreed to write the first part for him!"

"Look on the bright side, you are also a famous writer now," Wei En walked to the cashier to check the bill, and said, "How much income did the first part bring you? Is there 100,000?"

"Much more than that! But I wrote it for a long time, now I have to hand in the manuscript immediately, I have no inspiration at all! I have planned to go to hell to avoid the limelight."

"The demon kings will welcome you very much," Wei En smiled and said. He just wanted to continue saying something, when his mobile phone rang.

"Professor Wei En, Brainiac just sent me a message saying that you want to go back to teach undergraduate basic psychology?" Sivana's voice came from the other end of the phone, "It just so happens that we are short of teachers for basic courses, it would be great if you could come."

Wei En opened his mouth, he actually wanted to refuse. Since a few years ago, he stopped teaching basic courses, mainly because the students' pass rate was relatively low, and he was unwilling to fish people, often students complained, so he just didn't teach.

However, he thought, if he refused, Brainiac wouldn't know what kind of work to find for him, so he said directly: "Yes, I think I can go back to teach basic courses. You help me arrange the schedule, Principal."

"Is this okay now?" After hanging up the phone, Wei En said to Brainiac in the mobile phone, "But I'll say it first, I won't lower the difficulty of the exam, and I won't fish people. If anyone complains, I'll say you did it."

"My pleasure, Professor."

?? Brainiac: Don't anyone be idle!

? (End of chapter)