The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

When Schiller came to the reception room, Lionel still had a gloomy face. Schiller went to sit opposite him and sat down. He picked up the cigar box that had been placed on the table before, took out a cigar from it, and then picked up the cigar box again. The cigar cutter began to cut the cigars slowly.

Lionel saw his movements, and just about to say something, Schiller said: I have always been a kind person, and it is rare for someone to look at me with such an aggressive look.

I know what you're thinking... Schiller didn't look into Lionel's eyes, but just said to himself: You use your brain that lacks imagination, day and night to imagine those geniuses who accepted I've been complimented...

In your fantasy, a person like me should be called a genius since childhood, easily admitted to the best university, get a few doctorates at random, and go smoothly on the academic road until he is famous. Move the world...

Afterwards, when people asked me how I did all this, I would pretend to answer that it was all because of hard work, and everyone can do it...

I think you should have seen a lot of interviews like this on TV. Even if the protagonist is not me, when you hear this sentence, you feel so resentful in your heart...

Because you tried, but you couldn't do it. You think that those people are all liars. They are just luckier than you and have stronger talents, so they can easily have all this.

You are jealous of all such people. You are going crazy with jealousy, including your son. You abuse him mentally and physically, hoping that he will become a puppet that only obeys your orders.

I think you have mixed feelings when I say that your son Lex may not be autistic.

You are afraid, you are afraid that all of this is actually his disguise, and at the same time, you are unwilling to believe that there are really perfect geniuses in this world who are not troubled by any disease and can possess intelligence beyond ordinary people.

After Schiller cut the cigar and lit it with a motion that Lionel didn't see clearly, he continued: Perhaps, you haven't realized that there are more geniuses around you than you think, including yours. Son Lex Luthor.

He doesn't have autism or mental illness. Maybe it's because of your abuse and domestic violence personality flaws, but not everyone has to be optimistic, kind, and positive. In general, he is a super genius destined for a brilliant future.

Schiller saw that Lionel's teeth were gradually clenched, and his facial muscles began to exert force downward, like ice cream that was melting, and his whole person was extremely gloomy.

Perhaps, there is another person you are very familiar with, and that is Bruce Wayne. When you introduce your son, you often compare him to him, although you say that you hope Lex can become a person with little Wayne. The same playboy, but you actually look down on him at all.

However, he is also a super genius. Lex and Bruce's intelligence are comparable. The reason why he pretends to be a playboy is just because he is responsible for the huge Wayne Group on his own. It is inevitable that people will be jealous and need some help. It's just a disguise.

Lionel's complexion could hardly be any more ugly. He wanted to refute Schiller, but he knew in his heart that Schiller had no need to lie to him. Is Bruce a super genius? Does he know that Bruce is a super genius? Genius has nothing to do with Schiller.

Schiller took another puff from his cigar and exhaled the smoke. You look down on a lot of people, including probably Bruce's girlfriends.

You think she's the most common kind of courtesan, hypocritical, obsequious, flattering, but lucky enough to fall in love with little Wayne.

So, when you were communicating with Bruce, you didn't even look her in the eye, and you think she should be used to this attitude.

However, Selena is also a genius. What you may not know is that she is the most famous snitch in Gotham. She has visited Falcone's manor more than once, and the godfather can't do anything about her.

Even if you don't mention this, her charm is almost unstoppable. This is an ability that is more unreasonable than intelligence. If you really know how strong willpower Bruce has, you will know that Selena is God's favorite...

You have been doing business in the metropolis, maybe you have never been to Gotham, maybe you also think that there is nothing to go to in this city, chaos, darkness, and continuous rain...

However, there are so many geniuses that you can't imagine, scholars who can be frozen all over the world for their wives, penguins who have just entered the vast sea to swim, children who grow wildly but have a level beyond most automotive engineers...

A group of crazy, evil and genius-minded gangsters, a legendary godfather who ruled Gotham's underground for 40 years, a group of various, chaotic and charming lunatics, and... a clown who made these lunatics feel scared. .”

Enough! said Lionel, sounding like an anvil being tempered, its edges humming sharply.

Why should I be jealous of you?! I created a huge business empire out of thin air! I have achieved countless achievements that are unimaginable. What qualifications do you have to judge my work?!

It was created with all my painstaking efforts. It is precise, graceful, and perfect! Just like the Luthor Group, it is my proudest work!

If you had this attitude at the beginning, I wouldn't tell you so much, but unfortunately, not only do you not have the level of a genius, you also don't have a broad mind.

Schiller looked into Lionel's eyes, his eyes were full of red blood, but it was not because of staying up late at night, the jealousy written there almost turned into blood flowing down.

Do you know? You feel so much pain now, and feel that your logic and thinking are not self-consistent, not because you don't have a genius mind.

Lionel was still staring at Schiller, although the conclusion he had just heard made him feel surprised, but he still held his breath and refused to relax.

Someone I know had a chance to be promoted. Although he was originally a genius, that chance could make him close to omniscience, but he gave up.

Schiller spoke very seriously, and Lionel's attention was involuntarily drawn to it, Schiller said to himself in a tone of exclamation:

The most ordinary and ordinary people have the most complex and beautiful inner world, which does not change because they are smart or not. In other words, all greatness comes from it.

Obviously, Lionel couldn't listen to this, but Schiller didn't say this to make him listen. A person who has been caught in a logic circle for many years is already hard to be persuaded.

What on earth did you call me here for? Schiller leaned his body relaxed on the back of the chair, while Lionel put his legs together nervously, with his elbows resting on his own.

He took a deep breath and calmed down his expression. Just as he was trying to adjust his mood and calm down, Schiller said again: It's not just for me to watch it again. Your shit is better than shit. Quantity of papers?

In an instant, Lionel's expression that had just been restrained collapsed again.

In the end, he had to grit his teeth and say, I know, you also know the secret of that treasure, and you also killed people in that incident...

Treasure, what treasure? Schiller squinted his eyes and asked, but Lionel snorted coldly, and said, Don't play dumb with me, the mayor's election was just a matter of various forces wanting to To compete for a treasure.

You don't know where you heard the news, but you dared to participate in it. Didn't you flee to Gotham in the end with your tail between your legs?

I don't know what you're talking about. Schiller looked into Lionel's eyes and said very seriously: I have amnesia, and I don't know anything.

Lionel was unfazed by his remarks, saying: I invite you here because I want to work with you, and I can forgive you for being rude when you criticize other people's work at will, and I can also share that share with you. Treasure...

I'm not interested. Schiller immediately refused, but Lionel continued: I know you don't trust me at all, but the previous you fell in such an incident, you really have confidence, Can you win this time?

Sorry, when I said I was not interested, I meant that I was not interested in this treasure, and of course, I was even less interested in cooperating with you.

Schiller stood up and extinguished the cigar on the table. Seeing him getting up to leave, Lionel frowned and said:

Are you really amnesiac? If you're really not interested in that treasure, why did you kill the candidates when you were elected mayor?

I don't know what you're talking about. Schiller just repeated this sentence, Lionel thought for a while, and then said: It seems that the lesson from last time has made you remember, you don't plan to go again The waters are muddy.

However, if the agents know that you were also involved in the last incident, they won't mind dealing with one more suspected spy.

If you're sure, you can report me to them. After leaving these words, Schiller turned around and left, but at this time, Leonor, who was behind him, pulled out a gun.

Schiller stopped, and Lionel walked behind him, pointed a gun at Schiller's head, and said, You say I'm a mediocre person, but mediocre people can kill people with guns.

Schiller turned around, pointed the black muzzle of the gun between his eyebrows, and said to Lionel, Your behavior made me understand that any extra effort spent on you is a waste.

In an instant, a black umbrella appeared in Schiller's hand. He grabbed the middle part of the umbrella and picked it up.

With a bang, the hard hand hit Lionel's jaw, and after knocking him to the ground, Schiller stepped forward, casting a shadow on Lionel's body.

Lionel held the bruise on his chin and screamed. He caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye. Schiller didn't look at him, but said to himself while holding an umbrella:

I'm sorry, the first enemy you dealt with after putting on your new clothes was an idiot.