The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

In Gotham, on a morning that was neither sunny nor warm, Bruce, who was sleeping heavily, was woken up by Alfred.

He narrowed his eyes in pain, feeling dizzy, Alfred stood by the door and said to him: Master, I'm sorry to disturb you so early, but there is a call from you, and it seems urgent...

...Who's calling?

It's Professor Schiller.

You tell him, I'll call back right away. Bruce's voice was hoarse to the extreme. Obviously, this overly complicated and thrilling dream consumed all his energy.

He sat on the edge of the bed and tried to recall the previous dream. Accompanied by his headache, he felt a sense of relief.

Bruce had never experienced this feeling before, and he thought it was just a temporary illusion, but he sat by the bed for a long time, the headache was still there, and this feeling was still there.

If I have to use a metaphor, it’s like a child was born with a sandbag. He doesn’t think there’s anything wrong with the sandbag. He’s used to carrying a sandbag to carry a load. But one day, the sandbag suddenly disappeared. The relaxed feeling made him feel very uncomfortable.

Bruce feels top-heavy now, and his body has a long-lost feeling of relaxation, but his head still hurts.

He had to stand up from the bed and walk to the bathroom. Just when he was about to bow his head, he suddenly froze.

The horrible memories left in the dream made him very uncomfortable, but in the end, he still bent down in a daze, and washed his face with cold water, but there was no scary clown behind him.

The cold water woke Bruce up a bit. He walked out of the bathroom and down the stairs. Alfred handed him a cup of hot milk. After taking the milk, Bruce said to him, Thank you.

While drinking milk, he walked to the phone and called Schiller. After the call was dialed, Schiller's voice appeared on the phone, and Bruce said, What's the matter? Professor? What's the matter?

In order to celebrate your victory in your dream last night, I have prepared a gift for you. Come to my office to get it after class today.

Gift? Bruce's somewhat sluggish brain suddenly started working very fast, and he had an extremely bad premonition, as if he heard the lunatic with clown makeup say that he was going to prepare a big surprise for him.

Do you think I'm the lunatic who wants to prepare surprises for you? Of course not. I'm just an ordinary person, but I don't have the time to prepare any bombings. This is a real gift. Come and see it...

Bruce closed his eyes and put his hand over his forehead, and he was about to refuse Schiller's offer when the phone hung up.

Seeing Bruce's stiff expression, Alfred asked with concern, Master, what's the matter? Does your professor have anything important?

Well... Bruce found it difficult to explain, but he didn't want to lie to Alfred, so he said, Because my grades have improved, my professor prepared a gift for me, but...

As soon as he said this, he saw Alfred's eyebrows raised and turned into a curved shape, and his eyes narrowed, obviously very happy, Alfred said briskly: Really? That's great, when the master was here, he used to be very worried about your future grades, he often said that when he was young, he was mischievous and his grades were not good, and he was worried that his son would follow him...

It would be great if you can get the professor's praise. Professor Schiller also prepared a gift for you?

Alfred turned around, put down the tray, and said, It would be rude not to return the gift, I'll see if there is something suitable for a professor, let me think... I remember one A collector's edition of Ham Letter, it should be good...

As he spoke, Alfred walked up the stairs quickly. Bruce hadn't seen Alfred in such a happy state for a long time, and his suspicions were suppressed. Bruce could only resign himself to his fate and walked out of the manor. Come to Gotham University.

There is nothing to say about the morning class, but this rather leisurely campus time actually made Bruce feel a little relaxed. He never had this kind of emotion before, and killing time always made him feel guilty, but today, he actually made Schiller Most of the theoretical definitions spoken have been listened to.

When get out of class was over, Bruce wanted to follow Schiller directly to his office, but Evans approached him again to discuss club matters.

Gotham was frozen before, and Gotham University was closed for a long time, so there has been no progress in club work. Now Bruce, the club's biggest benefactor, returned to school. The students from the psychology club gathered around, and Bruce could only deal with it one by one.

After finishing these matters, Bruce was free to go to Schiller's office. After arriving at the office, he found that there was only Schiller in the office, and he didn't need to knock on the door. Schiller said to him with a smile: Please come in.

This enthusiasm made Bruce break out in a cold sweat, and he felt that his bad premonition was about to come true.

When Bruce walked to Schiller's desk, Schiller applauded and said, Your performance was so wonderful, it just made me...

Professor, what gift are you talking about?

Bruce's stiffness was already written on his face. He scanned all corners of the room with his gaze, like a bomb disposal expert who was about to face a bomb. Schiller comforted him and said, Don't be nervous, there are no bombs.

That……

As soon as Bruce was about to speak, Schiller stood up from the chair, then bent down, and from the side of the desk blocked by the cabinet, a... little girl came out.

Bruce's eyes widened, and Schiller held the little girl's armpit with both hands, as if holding a pet dog, showed it to Bruce, and said, This is a gift, how about it? Do you like it?

Bruce opened his eyes wide. It had been a long time since he had made such a wide range of expressions, so the entire facial muscles seemed very stiff.

No wonder he was so shocked, because the little girl Schiller was holding was at least 80% like him.

It was a little girl about three or four years old, with black hair and blue eyes. She couldn't be said to be completely different from Bruce, but she could only be said to be exactly the same.

You should still remember the battle yesterday?

Bruce nodded very stiffly, his eyes could not move away from the little girl's face from beginning to end.

The monster hatched from the egg of the Laughter was erased by you using your own will and the will of the gray lamp ring to superimpose and erase it, but have you forgotten an existence?

who……

Parallax, that is the yellow lantern beast that entered your body and helped you overshadow that monster at the last moment.

When you wiped out the monster in the eggshell, it wanted to pull you to death, so it shook your entire consciousness space. Parallax monsters will be hurt within your consciousness space. In order to avoid The damage caused to it by the collapse of the dream, it got into the eggshell that hatched the monster...

Then, it drifted into my thinking hall with the turbulent flow of the dream. At that time, the dream space had completely collapsed, so I brought everyone back to reality, but... the process of returning was a bit out of date. More than I expected.

What do you mean? Bruce suddenly had a glimmer of understanding.

When the Gray Lantern Ring was created by me, it was indeed just to allow you to superimpose your will to defeat that monster, but what I didn't expect was that when it returned to my hand, something different happened. Function……

for example?

Like turning my will into reality.

Before Bruce could continue to ask, Schiller explained: In order to let other people who entered the dream space to fight back to reality, I said 'return to reality', but at that time, I was carrying the gray light turned on to the maximum power. The ring, therefore, some things that should not appear in reality have also been concretized in reality...

Schiller and Bruce's eyes fell on the little girl together, and Schiller said: ...that is the lantern beast of the yellow light, parallax monster.

Theoretically speaking, the Lantern Beast has no entity. It must possess a human body to act.

But I don't know whether the power of the lantern ring is beyond imagination, or its own desire for reality is too strong. In short, after I said that sentence with the lantern ring, it is not only the consciousness of several other people who returned to the real world. , and it...

Bruce put his hands over his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, But why does it look so much like me?

I speculate that this may be because it got into the eggshell of the hatched monster in order to avoid the damage of the dream collapse...

You know, you and that embryo are two sides of one body, that is to say, you are him, and he is you, and that eggshell becomes the basis of Parallax Monster's body in the real world, so...

Bruce held out a hand and said, Okay, step back, but why the little girl?

You may not believe it, but this lantern beast seems to think that it is a female...

The muscles on Bruce's face had already begun to twitch, but Schiller shrugged and said, You don't need to explore the principle too much, because the matter is irreversible. Can you push her back? Anyway, I don't.

Schiller put the little girl on his desk, let her feet step on the table, then Schiller held her hand, let her take two steps forward, approaching Bruce, Schiller said: I see It's just that you have rejection written all over your body, but the problem now is that if you let her run around on the street, within ten minutes, the matter of you abandoning your illegitimate daughter will be on the news...

Bruce stared at the little girl's face, and he had to admit that Schiller was right, because the little girl looked almost exactly like him except for the gender difference, and if someone said it was his illegitimate daughter, Bruce There is no room for any excuse at all, because they look so much alike.

From an ethical point of view, she is indeed your daughter, because she was hatched from your dream, or you gave birth to her. The blood relationship between the two of you is even closer than that of father and daughter. Get closer, not only does she have the same body as you, she even has the same soul as you...

Isn't her soul parallax?

It's hard to explain... Schiller pushed his glasses and said, Jetlag is an ancient creature that represents fear. Before that, it was indeed like this, but when it longed for an entity and After realizing this dream, its life form has undergone some changes.

At least for now, its soul and body are completely coordinated. It's not that the parallax monster's soul has entered the human body, but the two form a new life.

Once the barrier between dreams and reality is broken, anything can happen. When some illogical things in dreams are manifested in reality, they must conform to certain rules of reality. You can understand As a kind of 'transcoding', the parallax monster actually becomes a human being in the process of being transcoded... at least it looks like a human being.

looks like……

Before Bruce finished speaking, he saw the little girl in front of her grinning and showing a smile, but this smile was really scary, because there were two rows of sharp fangs in her grinning mouth.