Chapter 4191: The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy (IX)

Polaris looked like she had drunk too much, and kept leaning towards the bar. So they supported her together and went to the sofa seat in the corner to sit down.

Arkham Knight reached out and waved in front of her, and then said: "Hey, Lorna, are you still alive? You called me over, and then you drank like this..."

"Get lost!" Polaris scolded irritably, slapped his hand away, and then leaned back on the sofa, squinting at the ceiling.

"Isn't this not drunk?" Arkham Knight said, "I thought you would lift this bar with a magnetic storm."

"This is the... industry... of the Hellfire Club..."

"Alright, don't talk about this. I heard you were proposed to? Congratulations."

Peter and Miles squeezed on a sofa and grinned: "You are really not afraid that she will lift this place with a magnetic storm!"

Polaris straightened her body like a carp, and then pressed her body forward, baring a mouthful of teeth, looking at Arkham Knight and saying: "Get lost!"

"I'm telling you the truth." Arkham Knight picked up his wine glass and said, "Speaking of which, I and you can be considered as sharing the same illness."

"How? Someone proposed to you too?"

"I'm not talking about this. I'm talking about past experiences. I remember I told you before that I was an orphan, and then I was adopted by Batman one day."

"I know. Then you became his assistant, and then I asked you why you became independent and you wouldn't say."

"Because that is also my psychological shadow, we weren't familiar at that time, why should I tell you?"

"Alright. But I can also guess, nothing more than you reached the rebellious period, didn't want your old father to manage you, and then you rebelliously ran away from home and became an independent hero. Who hasn't passed that era..." Polaris curled her lips, quite disdainful.

"The first half of the story is right, but the second half is different." Arkham Knight shook his head and said, "I was caught by the Joker, locked up and tortured for many years, and Batman never found me."

These words made everyone quiet, and the atmosphere was as silent as death.

Miles shuddered and looked at Peter. Peter also turned his head and looked at him, their expressions were clearly "I knew it" and "This is Gotham."

Polaris seemed to be scared awake, her eyes became clear instantly. She opened her mouth, a bit at a loss for what to say, and finally said politely: "I'm very sorry."

"It's nothing, it's all in the past."

"Really?" Polaris asked subconsciously, "Can this kind of thing pass? Or is it just that you feel it has passed?"

"For a long time, I couldn't let go at all, lived completely in the past, and did many crazy things, as if this could compensate myself and let things truly pass."

"Did you succeed?"

"No." Arkham Knight lowered his head and took another sip of wine and said, "For some small things, this method is indeed useful, but as long as the pain experienced exceeds a threshold, the effect is the opposite."

"What do you mean?"

"It's like, if it's just a dirt pit on the ground, you can fill it with water. Even if some water will seep down, as long as you pour enough water, it will definitely be full. However, you can't use the same method to fill a dried-up river, or even a sea that has turned into a desert. This cannot be done."

Arkham Knight paused for a while and then continued: "And if you use someone else's water, you want to get something from others to fill your own shortcomings, this degree of scars can never be filled. You ask endlessly, but the other party doesn't have so much to give you, but you are like crazy, wanting him to find water to fill the desert, which will make both of you very painful."

"Or he is more painful than you, because standing from the perspective of a bystander, he can see more clearly than you how futile what you are doing is. But even to give you a psychological pillar, he won't poke you. If he loves you enough, he will overdraw everything to help you fill the desert. If the water is not enough, he will use his own blood. Do you think you can accept it?"

Polaris seemed to be completely frightened by him, she sat there blankly, even forgetting that she was a bit drunk, and then her hand shook violently, directly knocking the cup down. Fortunately, Miles had spider-sense and caught the falling cup quickly.

"Then why did Wanda..."

Polaris suddenly realized that, in fact, Wanda didn't have any serious psychological shadow.

Their siblings did not have parents by their side since childhood, and have been wandering, but they still have each other as support. Wanda would go everywhere to work to support her brother, and Pietro also kept doing work within his ability, and the two relied on each other to spend those most difficult years.

And later they were found by Magneto, because on this timeline, Anya survived, Magneto knew better how to be a father than before, so after finding the siblings, they got along quite well, and some of Wanda's trauma about family was healed.

And looking at Polaris, her biggest problem is that she has ignited hope several times, but hope was destroyed. Her mother was very good to her, and even her stepfather was a rare good person who treated her as his own, but they died in a plane crash related to Polaris. This psychological trauma already belongs to the category of disease.

Wanda's psychological shadow is like a small dirt pit, as long as you find more water, you can always fill it. Magneto first filled a part, and then Jarvis made up for the subsequent part, so she no longer needs more water, and she is very satisfied with her life now.

But Polaris is not like this, her psychological trauma is indeed like a desert that cannot hold any water. And for so many years, she has been hypnotizing herself that everything has passed, not paying much attention to her mental health, leading to the desert getting bigger and bigger. Now it is not useful to find some water.

Polaris was awakened suddenly, she realized that she actually had no choice at all. From various meanings, she could not agree to Havok's proposal, not just because she pursued freedom, but because judging from her current state, whoever marries her is unlucky.

Her kind of psychological trauma cannot be healed by any person or warm family atmosphere. But if she thinks it can be healed, she will endlessly ask for emotional value from family members. But no one can give her so much, no matter how much Havok loves her, it is impossible to find enough water to fill the desert, which determines that this marriage will definitely be a tragedy.

Polaris took a deep breath and calmed down immediately. She tapped her knees with her hand and said: "You are right, I can't agree, absolutely not."

Then she took out her mobile phone and started sending text messages. Arkham Knight hurriedly stopped her and said: "Don't be so heartless, if you don't tell him the reason, you will hurt his heart. But if you tell him the real reason, he will be hot-headed again, feeling that he can definitely cure you, and then you will be in trouble no matter how you handle it."

"Then what should I do?"

"Drag it." Arkham Knight said, "You just say you need some time to think about it carefully."

"This is too much," Polaris said, "If I can't be with him, then I should tell him clearly, so he can find someone else."

"I'm not asking you to drag it forever, just a short period of time. If he can't wait for this period of time and goes directly to find someone else, then you should give him a magnetic storm."

Polaris was amused by him. Arkham Knight continued: "Take this time to see a doctor and ask if your situation can be saved. If it can still be saved, then think about how to show your cards to him."

Polaris shook her head and said: "I haven't seen a psychologist before, I wander in front of Dr. Schiller every day, didn't he say anything?"

"You don't understand this," Peter said, "Dr. Schiller's principle is that if you are not in pain, you don't need treatment. Of course, he should also be able to see that you are actually quite painful, but if you keep thinking about letting this matter pass, he won't forcibly interrupt you, and it won't have any effect if you don't cooperate."

"Think about it, if he suddenly finds you, mentions the things of that year, and then says you have been trapped there, what would you think?"

"I would think he is crazy." Polaris said, "Before this, I never realized that the impact of that incident on me was so great, even Dr. Schiller had enlightened me before, but I always thought that incident had passed."

"But now you realize that it may still be affecting you, at this time you go to find him again, it should be no problem, at least you will cooperate with the treatment yourself."

"Alright, but we are about to set off, it's too late now, right?"

"There is still one day tomorrow, let's play here for a while, and when it's dawn, we will go directly to find the doctor. Your problem can't be solved in a few words, but at least he can give you a plan, right?"

Polaris nodded. So at dawn, Schiller was awakened by noise again. However, this time it was the head nurse who called to say there was a patient. He thought it was the mental illness patient sent by the community again, so he went downstairs, and as a result, he saw Peter and his party.

"God, which one of you is sick?" Schiller said, smelling the alcohol on them, "Are you sure you are not drunk?"

Polaris walked out and gave Schiller a look. Schiller looked her up and down, and then said: "Alright, lady, follow me."

"... That's how it is." Polaris briefly explained, and then said, "Do you think I can still be saved?"

"Yes, must be, there is no patient who cannot be saved here." Schiller rolled up his sleeves and said, "Actually, I only solved your mutant identity recognition problem before, and I knew this matter was not over, and one day you would have to come. But it's okay, this is not a big problem, I am good at treating PTSD, the new teammate you found is the one I cured."

"You mean Arkham Knight?" Polaris said with some surprise, "Are you serious? His psychological shadow is really..."

Polaris didn't know how to evaluate it for a while, and even as soon as she thought of Arkham Knight's experience, she felt that her own matter was nothing, at least her parents didn't abuse her, and she didn't suffer any physical torture.

"That's right, lady, this is the solution." Schiller snapped his fingers and said, "I know this is a bit wicked, but the comparative method is indeed a quite scientific method for treating post-traumatic stress disorder. Finding a more unfortunate person to compare will make your mentality much more relaxed."

"What kind of broken method is this?" Polaris couldn't help saying.

"When you feel that you can still bear it, you might as well ask Jason more about what he has encountered."

"Then are you sure he can bear it?"

"I'm not asking you to ask him what he encountered at the Joker's place, but the relationship between him and Batman is more complicated than you and Havok, right? They can solve it smoothly, what's wrong with you

"... That makes sense." Polaris suddenly realized.

Consequently, the Arkham Knight noticed that the eyes of Polaris, who had just walked out, kept glancing at him, and her expression was strange. He had a bad premonition—he had originally only thought that since Polaris had saved his life during the previous multiverse war, he would guide her a bit to repay the favor, but now it seemed like he had lifted a rock only to drop it on his own feet.