Chapter 439

"Then, what is your view on their attitude toward you?"

Clark pursed his lips, lowered his head, his tone somewhat low. He said: "There are quite a few sports students in Metropolis University, and about half of the people in the track and field team are professional sports students."

"Their training is very hard, almost 365 days a year without rest. The training intensity is very high, the duration is also very long, and it is also very easy to get injured."

"Before, the senior who brought me into the club once told me that this road is not easy to walk, almost sacrificing lifespan in exchange for results."

"Some people trained hard for several years, just because of injury and illness they couldn't participate in large-scale competitions. However, after missing this time, there was no chance anymore, only able to return to their own town to be a physical education teacher, or change careers to do something else."

"I am not a sports student, nor do I have any professional sports training background. However, I can very easily run results much better than theirs. The coach praises me for having talent and being a genius, but I always have a kind of guilt."

"Because I am not relying on hard work, not even relying on talent. I am completely different from them. They feel this is already a very talented performance, but in fact, I have been trying to restrain my strength. I can do much more than this."

"The kind of look they use to look at me, there is jealousy, envy, and also some anger and malice. But I can actually understand all of this. If I were them, I might also not be able to control my mentality well."

"Do you know? When the coach asked me to participate in long-distance running competitions, I refused flatly without thinking at that time, and the look in everyone's eyes changed."

"For them, the opportunity that needs hard struggle and paying huge efforts to obtain was refused by me."

"However, I have no way to explain. I can't fly into mid-air and tell everyone 'Look, I am a freak'..."

Clark's emotions became somewhat agitated. Clearly, these words had been held in his heart for a long time. He said like venting: "They don't know, I also encountered many difficulties before. I am not that kind of person who gets something for nothing and still pretends to be noble, but..."

Shiler looked at Clark with his eyes. After Clark noticed his gaze, his voice slowly disappeared, and then he looked into Shiler's eyes, waiting for him to speak.

"I have understood everything you said." Shiler flipped a page of the medical record book, and then continued: "You are different from ordinary people, possessing abilities that exceed theirs. After you accidentally express this kind of ability, you stand in a very high position in the society of ordinary people."

"People in the same field must pay more efforts than you to barely touch your position. Even, they might not be able to do it after exhausting their whole lives. You feel that this is unfair to them."

"However, you also feel aggrieved about the malice they have toward you, because this is not something you can control. Although you have abilities that exceed ordinary people, you also have your own troubles. You feel they won't understand you, only feeling you are a bastard who doesn't know how to cherish talent."

"You have no way to say this special ability out loud in a big way, maybe to protect yourself, maybe to protect your family, which leads to the whole thing falling into a vicious cycle, without anyone being able to obtain positive emotions from this kind of thing."

Clark nodded, indicating that Shiler's summary was very correct. He seemed to have many more words to say, but considering Shiler's identity, he decided to swallow those mutterings back into his stomach.

"Can I ask you a few questions?" Shiler looked into Clark's eyes and said.

Clark nodded, and so, Shiler asked:

"When you first discovered that you had abilities that exceeded ordinary people, was your first reaction happiness or panic?"

"Panic." Clark answered very quickly, completely without thinking. He said: "When I first discovered that my strength was surprisingly great, I was scared to death, and even thought I had a terminal illness!"

"How old were you at that time?"

"Uh... I don't quite remember, but I should be under ten years old, right? It seems it was discovered when I was moving haystacks into the warehouse with my father."

"Although the mind was not mature at that time, it also shows that before this, you were living in a relatively simple human society environment."

"Yes, at that time, there were not even comics in our town. The only reading material I had was the newspaper sent once a week. It would only talk about some things that happened in Metropolis."

"When you first used this kind of power to profit, did you have emotions like ecstasy or pride?"

Clark struggled to recall, and then shook his head and said: "I remember, it should be that I helped my dad push his tractor out of the mud pit. Happiness was a bit happy, but it was completely not to the point of ecstasy."

Shiler didn't say anything next, but continued to ask: "If you were sure that this ability could let you rule the world, would you do it?"

Clark shook his head. He asked somewhat suspiciously: "Why would I want to rule the world?"

"Have you ever had any fantasies about using your special ability to rule the world, obtaining the highest status, power, and wealth?"

Clark thought carefully, and said: "My mom often told me that people who want to rule the world are all bad guys. In order to realize their evil plans, they drag many innocent people into war. I have no good feelings for this kind of person, and don't want to become this kind of person."

Shiler touched his own forehead. He looked at some data recorded in the medical record book, sighed, and asked the last question:

"Do you feel you are a god who came to the human world to do good deeds, or a good person who just happened to possess superpowers?"

"I..." Facing this question, Clark was a bit hesitant.

The light of the desk lamp shone on his side face, making his features appear more three-dimensional, and his eyes also deeper. The reflection on his eyelashes was like starlight falling into the sea, at this time trembling slightly because the owner's mood was not fixed.

"Alright, these questions don't necessarily require you to give an answer. You have a very, very long time to think slowly."

"Or rather, when you make every decision, thinking about these questions is helpful for you to establish a stable personality."

Shiler closed the medical record book and then said: "Psychological treatment is not me asking and you answering, but the question itself is the answer I give. It is a kind of train of thought I provide to you."

"I like to encourage patients to find answers from their own thinking, rather than me forcing some kind of thinking on them."

"Then how about you? Professor? If I ask you these questions, how would you answer?" Clark quickly grasped the key point of the matter.

Shiler raised his eyebrows, seemingly very interested in this reaction of Clark. He stroked his chin and said: "I didn't expect you to be quite suitable for studying psychology."

Hearing these words, Clark's mood finally got a bit better. He said: "I said before that I am still quite interested in psychology. I feel that observing other people's behavior and speculating about their thoughts is a very interesting thing."

"So..." Clark looked at Shiler, wanting to hear his answer.

"The society we live in now is built by ordinary people. The reason why ordinary people build such a society, the historical reasons are very complicated, but one of the reasons is that individual ability is not enough, needing mutual cooperation to survive in the barbaric era."

"Therefore, in the process of building society, people obtained different social divisions of labor because of different specialties."

"But reversing this theory, it can also be seen as human individuals not being omnipotent. Because individual strength is weak, it needs to be divided into different social divisions of labor to improve efficiency to survive."

"If humans could not eat, not sleep, or like you, be infinitely strong, fly at will, or possess infinite wisdom, then every individual human could adapt to any job, and survival would no longer be a problem. Then society might be another look."

"You are not adapted to living in this society because this society itself is built by those creatures weaker than you. Everything here is within their imagination range, and their imagination is built on their own abilities."

"You feeling unadapted is completely normal. Letting a person go to a wild animal society to live, surely they will also be unadapted."

"If you lived in a society composed of creatures more powerful than you, you would feel that sacrificing some of your own traits is a matter of course."

"For example, vulnerable groups in society might be more willing to sacrifice their dreams to do some more practical work, although they don't like this job."

"However, your situation is the opposite. All creatures in this society are weaker than you. When you are in a strong position, you will instinctively feel that this kind of sacrifice doesn't exist. Since I am so strong, then I choose to have it all. But in fact, this is not feasible."

"Above the standard line, and below the standard line, are the same. If you want to integrate into ordinary society, you must always sacrifice something."

"Therefore, when I use my special ability to obtain advantages, I don't feel ecstasy. The reason is that in the process of you using this special ability, essentially you put yourself above the standard line. While you obtain benefits, you will definitely sacrifice something."

"The benefits obtained are obvious, but the things sacrificed are not so easy to be seen, until finally gathering sand into a tower, obtaining a result that is hard to make people satisfied."

"Therefore, every time I use this ability, I clearly know that this is a kind of exchange. I don't feel proud of this."

"Zweig said, all gifts given by fate have already been marked with a price in the dark."

Clark said while thinking: "So... the advantage I obtained in the long-distance running competition by using my ability, the price paid is the change in the attitude of the people around me."

Clark furrowed his brows and said: "But I don't need to obtain advantages in long-distance running competitions, and I didn't obtain any benefits from it."

"That is because you are a person who doesn't pursue fame. Think about it, if it were a person chasing fame and wealth, just running casually could become a world champion, gaining both fame and wealth, enjoying the cheers of the audience in the auditorium. For them, isn't this the best gift?"

"That's right." Clark nodded. He thought again, and then continued: "So, I should think about the benefits I can obtain and the price I need to pay before using superpowers to do something?"

"What do you want most?" Shiler asked another very philosophical question.

"I..." Clark hesitated. This question is a bit too broad for anyone. He said: "I don't know about the future, but now, I want to go home and eat the pie my mom made, chat with my dad, or help out on the farm. In short, just relax."

Clark can be said to understand at a single point. He continued this sentence and said: "Hmm... I can actually do all of this now, for example, fly out of this window immediately, and then fly home."

"No, no, I can't do this. I can't explain to those two weirdos just now how I disappeared. I feel that if I am targeted by them, there might be bad things."

"And, the school has regulations. Maybe they will check the dormitory tonight. I don't want to be recorded. Also, if my mom and dad know I ran out of school, they will definitely be very angry too."

Clark shook his head continuously and said: "Forget it, it's nothing to go back a bit later. Anyway, the holiday is still very long."

After he said these words, he was stunned in place and thought for a while, and then said: "My God, I feel things seem to have become clear."

"Originally, I struggled with this matter for a long time. I thought, the snow disaster is not my fault, it's nothing to use my ability to go home and stay for a while."

"But now thinking about it, compared to the consequences, I'd better endure it for a while."