The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Wait, this doesn't seem to have anything to do with superpowers. Clark suddenly reacted, and he continued:

Isn't this just another interpretation of 'you need to consider the consequences of doing things'?

Yes, but I think your parents should have told you countless times that you need to consider the consequences of doing things. Have you listened to it?

Clark opened his mouth, a complicated expression appeared on his face, obviously thinking of some unpleasant experience, he sighed deeply, and then said: Yeah, my parents don't know how much I have emphasized this sentence with me for the first time, but I...

At that time, I just felt that they didn't understand me at all. I felt that they were unwilling to consider me from my perspective. They didn't know how much I sacrificed. I didn't know that I was also very sad. I felt wronged, even He even ran away from home because of it.”

However, this kind of decision seems to be my own business. It is determined whether to pay so much price based on the harvest, and the reward is evaluated according to the price paid. It seems that there is really no superpower in it... Then I was struggling with it before. What?

What do you think superpowers are? Is it your personality subject?

Of course not, I am me, I am Clark.

Alternatively, the explanation will satisfy you that your personality is made up of things like your education and your environment, and superpowers are just a tool you have.

You can also say that. Clark replied a little uncertainly.

Then what is the difference between it and other tools? Your father and your mother fell in love and married, raised you, educated you, socialized with the neighbors, and got along with them. These things are not the same as the grass he often uses for farm work. Does the fork matter?

Before Clark could answer, Schiller said, Maybe it has something to do with it. Without that pitchfork, maybe he wouldn't be able to work and have no money to support his family, but that thing certainly won't decide whether he wants to propose to your mother or not. , isn't it?

Clark suddenly laughed, as if thinking of some interesting things between his parents. After a while, he took a long breath, looked at Schiller, and said very sincerely:

Thanks, Professor, I think it makes me feel a lot better to talk about this and to hear your advice.

After exhaling this breath, Clark seemed to relax suddenly. He fell on the bed, rested his head on the soft pillow, put his hands on his chest, and said, Oh my God, no one knows, I've been so sad recently .”

He blocked his eyes with his arm, and then said: Wherever I go, I am worried about meeting people from the track and field club, and I am afraid that members of the track and field club will speak ill of my roommates, and I am worried that I will disappoint the coach by withdrawing the game. And I always feel like a cheating villain...

This is very normal. Anyone at this age will have similar troubles, related to interpersonal relationships, life trajectory, etc. This is a stage of personality formation.

Schiller seemed to think of someone suddenly, he said: Even people with a more mature personality than you will have similar feelings during this period.

Clark seemed to recognize who he was referring to. He glanced at the door and said, Are you referring to those two guys just now? Who are they? Why do I feel that they are a little dangerous?

It's hard to explain to you now. After you get in touch with them for a while, you will know that these two people will definitely play an important role in your future life.

Really? Do you mean I'll be friends with them?

In a sense yes, they will be the ones who know you best, and you best.

No way?! Clark sat up from the bed again, looked at Schiller suspiciously and said, Don't tell me you have the ability to predict, Professor, I find those two people a little strange.

Of course, this is not necessarily the case. It seems that the relationship between the two of them is better.

Relationship... okay? But how do I feel...

Clark showed a hesitant expression, and then he lowered his voice and said to Schiller: First of all, I didn't intend to eavesdrop on purpose, but I have a special ability, anyway, I can know what happened outside the wall.

I heard the two of them, one of them talking about treasures to the other, and saying that there are secrets underground in the mayor's manor...

Underground? Schiller frowned, but soon he said, However, this has nothing to do with me. I'm going to go up to sleep.

With that said, he stood up, took the umbrella, and said to Clark before leaving: You can stay up all night because of a small problem at your age, but I can't.

Tonight, I didn't sleep for two hours. According to that theory, the price I'm willing to pay for a good night's sleep is beyond anyone's imagination.

After finishing speaking, Schiller left, and Clark turned over. He was still thinking about the questions that Schiller asked him. Recently, he didn't sleep very well, so he slowly fell asleep after thinking about it. .

After Schiller returned to the guest room, he put on his pajamas and prepared to go to bed. Although it was already daytime, due to the heavy snow outside and the gloomy weather, it was a good time to go to bed.

Just after he changed into his pajamas, as expected, there was a knock on the door of the guest room again. Schiller sighed unsurprisingly, then stood up and opened the door, and it was Lex Luthor who appeared outside the door.

What are you going to do? Schiller asked directly.

Lex watched Schiller silent for a while, and then asked, Why do you seem to be wary of me?

Aren't you worth watching out for?

I just don't understand... Lex kept looking into Schiller's eyes, but couldn't see any emotion worth analyzing in his eyes, so he could only continue:

Bruce is your student, you are more familiar with him, so you are more partial to him, I can understand, but why do you trust that man named Clark so much?

Lex frowned and said, If it was him who came now, wouldn't you let him enter the room first?

You seem to have some basis for our judgment, what is that? Lex asked.

Schiller was silenced by his question, he was silent for a while, then stepped aside, and said to Lex, Let's talk first.

Lex walked in, and then he heard Schiller say as he closed the door, That's...a prejudice I'm having a hard time explaining.

Then, he heard Schiller sigh deeply again. After closing the door, Schiller turned around and said, What are you going to do?

I just wanted to ask you, have you really lost your memory? Lex said, standing in the middle of the room with his hands down, looking at Schiller.

Schiller stood across from him and nodded, Lex frowned and said, You really don't remember you seeing me?

Schiller lost his eyes. He had to admit that during this period of time, he still hadn't fully absorbed the previous lessons. When looking at people in reality, he still had the filter of the original characters.

For example, he has always had a positive attitude towards Bruce and Clark, because they are positive characters in the original book, but he has always been wary of Luthor.

Although Luther's question just now made him aware of this, when Lex said this, Schiller still felt that he might be planning some conspiracy.

You didn't say that you saved me before, did you? Schiller looked at Lex and asked.

On the contrary. Lex's answer surprised Schiller, and Lex continued, You saved me, and you're right here.

Two years ago, I was still in the state of being drugged by my father. At that time, I was very young and could only be at his mercy. In order to monitor me, he was inseparable from me. Even if he came here to participate in the banquet, he would bring Follow me.

I don't know what happened in the middle, but after that, Lionel took you to my room and said that he would treat me, and then you knocked him out, gave me a mysterious liquid, and made me regained sanity.

Wait a minute, mysterious liquid? What is that?

I don't know. Lionel shook his head, he said: I just remember, for a moment, it made me very painful, I saw a lot of crazy hallucinations, some hallucinations still appear in my mind until now. In the dream, it just fades away as time goes by, and it is almost gone now.

Can you describe what that liquid looks like?

At that time, you took out a reagent tube, which should be the smallest size. There was some liquid at the bottom, and the color could not be seen clearly, but when the lid was opened, I could smell a very strong aroma of wine.

Schiller's frown became deeper and deeper, and he had to repeatedly ask Lex for confirmation, but Lex's description was only a few words: he couldn't see the color clearly, smelled of wine, and would make him have crazy hallucinations...

Fine wine? Schiller muttered to himself in a low voice, his tone was full of doubts: How could I have fine wine before? It's not in the underground of Gotham Cathedral... I've been to Gotham before gone?

I know, you don't trust me. Even if you put aside your inexplicable prejudice, if I run up to a stranger like this and say that you once knew me, no one will believe you...

No. To Lex's surprise, Schiller denied this, and Schiller explained, That thing you just described is evidence.

Schiller felt that it was unlikely that Lex had come into contact with the Dionysus factor, and it was very unlikely that he would use this to make up such a lie. It was even less likely that a few lies would hit the attributes of the Dionysus factor.

In addition, if this is the reason, then Lex's previous behavior of attacking Benjamin and Bruce has been explained, so what he said is very likely to be true.

Okay, but since you've lost your memory, I feel the need to tell you...

As far as I know, you left in a hurry, but you seem to have left something behind.

I don't know if this is related to the treasure under the manor, but I have already managed to give the key to Bruce, and he will find the way for us.

How do you know that he is going to explore the way instead of taking the treasure directly?

Lex shook his head and said: It's not that simple. That treasure is not the gold coins piled in the treasure chest in the fairy tales, it may be dangerous.

Also, I don't care if he takes that thing away, I just want to help you get back what was left before.

Lex sighed and said, Lionel wants that treasure because he heard that it can improve people's wisdom, but obviously...

Improve wisdom? I don't need it.

Is it possible? I don't really want to get back the old things. Schiller sat on the bed and said with a sigh.

You don't seem to care much about your memory loss? Lex asked very puzzled, Don't you want to know what's going on?

You know, what would I rather be doing now?

...What? Lex suddenly had a bad premonition, he felt a chill behind his back, so he took a step back silently.

Then, he heard Schiller's slightly sleepy and indifferent voice:

I just want to sleep right now.

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