The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1054 Shocking the Worldly People (29)

Then Eddie saw that Schiller put four fingers in the four small umbrellas and began to move the origami toy constantly.

Looking at the shape of this origami toy, Eddie paused for a moment, then suddenly realized, and said to Venom in his heart:

"Do you still remember that I asked you before, the psychiatrist hired by S.H.I.E.L.D., why did you take an umbrella when it wasn't raining?"

Venom recalled for a moment, then said, "Isn't that because SHIELD's smoke alarms often fail?"

Eddie stroked his chin and said, "Maybe there's a certain reason..."

"But before, in special children's education institutions, their teachers told me that when faced with autistic children whose sensory integration training is not very effective, they often adopt a special method to help him build up his spiritual support, that is, Give him a familiar item."

"I don't know the specific principle, but it seems to mean that children with autism can build their sense of security on a certain item. As long as he gets this item, he can feel relaxed and reduce the probability of him losing control."

"And a series of experiments have proved that when holding familiar objects, the communication efficiency of these children with the teacher and the efficiency of emotional expression are improved."

"And as long as he is trained and treated when he holds familiar items, the effect will be multiplied. When he gradually walks out of the autistic world, he can gradually get rid of his dependence on items and return to normal. in life."

As an excellent reporter, Eddie has a very strong memory. He frowned and repeated what the teacher said to him at the time:

"...It is very amazing that these children who are ignorant, as if they are not in a world with us, often knock on the door of this world, as if they are asking us for help."

"There are many children who find their own familiar objects, which is like pushing open a door for us to reach them."

"They reached out to us, and what we have to do is to hold their hands and lead them to a new and wonderful world."

The venom also fell silent, and it seemed that the emotional part he inherited from other hosts began to play a role, and he said:

"Maybe that's true? Maybe they really have a world that we don't know, in that world, they are normal people, living their own lives..."

"And one day, they came across a door, so they knocked on the door curiously, and they met us..."

Eddie looked at the origami toy in Schiller's hand, and said:

"The umbrella is Schiller's familiar object, no, maybe this thing is, the umbrella is just a bit like it."

Eddie moved a little closer, looked at the origami toy and said, "I've never seen this kind of origami. When I was young, my dad would teach me to make rabbits or frogs, but the one that folded the most was paper airplanes. Who will we compare?" Throw it farther."

Eddie stared at Schiller's regular movements and said: "The mobility of this origami toy is obviously much higher than that of a frog or a rabbit, and the way of playing is also very strange, and it looks very regular."

"I remember that the teacher in the special school told me that repetitive and regular exercise will be more liked by children with autism."

"The most exercise that teachers lead these children to do is stepping and squatting, that is, taking a step, squatting, taking another step, and squatting again..."

"Some children can not only insist on walking around the playground, but even squat down at the same distance with each step. They are very talented..."

Eddie looked up at Schiller again and said, "...so does he."

"So what do we do? Just watch him play here? ... Hey, I said, how about you get a piece of paper too, I think this thing is very interesting." Venom said in Eddie's mind.

"Stop making trouble, we have to think about how to help Dr. Schiller, I heard he is a very good doctor..."

Schiller just stood there, constantly opening and closing the east, west, north, and south with his hands. Although he stood there motionless, what could be observed was that the trembling of his arms eased, and his breathing rate recovered slightly.

As a reporter, Eddie also has strong observation skills. He can keenly feel the emotional changes of the interviewees, and then adopt different strategies to force out the answers he wants.

Seeing that Schiller's condition had improved, Eddie didn't move the toy in his hand, but stretched out one hand to grab Schiller's clothes and slowly led him forward, saying as he walked, "Yes! , come here, Schiller, come here... this way..."

Schiller's attention was only on the origami toy, and he followed Eddie to the sofa and sat down step by step.

Then, Schiller played with origami toys there for three hours, and looking back over his figure, for a while, Eddie walked over with a dirty laundry basket to pack clothes, and for a while, Venom walked over pushing a mop , for a while, the venom dragged Eddie's neck with mucus, and for a while, Eddie walked over with a large group of mucus.

After night fell, the room became quieter, and Schiller's movements became slower. He began to touch his eyes frequently and inhale continuously.

After finishing the housework, Eddie went to sit on the opposite side of the sofa, and said, "Are you hungry? I ordered a takeaway..."

As soon as this was said, the doorbell rang, and when the "ding dong" sounded, Eddie could clearly feel that Schiller shook.

He immediately stretched out his hand to appease Schiller, then walked slowly, moved sideways to the door, and brought the takeaway.

It was at this point that Schiller began dismantling the origami toys until they were restored to a candy wrapper, which he put in his pants pocket.

During the meal, Schiller seemed to have suddenly returned to normal. He looked at Edwin: "Why didn't you move back to Manhattan? You're still here. You shouldn't be short of money, right?"

Eddie opened his share of Chinese fried noodles and said, "I'm resigning, and I don't intend to be the editor-in-chief anymore."

"Why?" Schiller asked.

"It's true that the editor-in-chief is quite easy, the salary is high, and there are no performance requirements." Eddie shook his head and said, "But that's not what I want to do."

"When I was studying, I dreamed of becoming the best reporter in the world. But when I entered the workplace, I realized that a reporter is not a messenger of justice who exposes evil. If there is no breakthrough point and no performance, it is nothing."

Eddie ate the noodles and said vaguely, "On my way to become a well-known reporter, I did a lot of unconscionable things."

"I admit it. I did this to earn money, and I also admitted that I earned a lot of black money, but later, when I faced the case of the Life Foundation, I realized that I still couldn't earn some money. "

"I didn't expect that my momentary fever would change my life. I met this black parasite, and there are many interesting people..."

Eddie's body suddenly trembled, and it seemed that the venom was robbing him of control of his body.

"I changed a more leisurely job and saved a lot of money. I even saved a down payment for a house in New York because of my platform for certain industries."

"But the case of the Life Foundation made me realize one thing..." Eddie wiped his mouth, took a sip of wine, and said, "I don't know, do you remember? At that time, the Life Foundation Will catch homeless people for experiments..."

"What makes me very puzzled is that this incident didn't make a big deal? With so many missing people, how many people didn't realize that they were missing?!"

Eddie shook his head, as if he was very helpless, and he said: "No newspapers pay attention to this matter, because these homeless people have nothing to photograph. Everyone knows what the hell these neighborhoods look like. People in other neighborhoods look at it." It will only feel unlucky..."

"At that time, I had to move here because I had no money, but after living here for a while, I found that the news here is quite interesting."

"There are no superheroes who come and go, and there is no grand and dreamy technological development. There are only a bunch of ordinary people like me here."

Eddie took a sip of cold beer, and said, "Because I still have a lot of savings in my hand, I quit my job as editor-in-chief and started here to dig out news about these poor communities."

Eddie showed a wry smile and said, "I don't think anyone will accept these news unless I start a TV station myself, so let me just have some fun for myself."

When he finished speaking, he found out.Schiller had already finished the remaining two bottles of cold beer. Eddie shrugged and said, "Okay, doctor. I didn't expect you to be so good at drinking, but I didn't order too much wine. The drinks in the Chinese restaurant are too much." Expensive, not worth it at all.”

After finishing speaking, Eddie started to pack the takeaway boxes on the table. While packing him, he talked about the situation here again. He said: "Although I used to like to eat Chinese food occasionally, but I always went to high-end restaurants, almost never. I don’t eat fried rice or fried noodles.”

"However, here, the cheap food in Chinese restaurants is widely welcomed, because only the owners of this group of restaurants dare to deliver food to poor communities after nine o'clock, and they are not afraid of those hidden gentlemen who wander on the streets and may lose control at any time. And gangsters who might break and rob...they want their money and their lives."

"In addition, although their drinks are a bit more expensive, the main food is large and full, and the taste is good, and the food without cheese tastes good even if it is cold. If the pizza is at this temperature, there is no way have eaten."

Eddie took out a toothpick, shaved his teeth, and skillfully stacked the takeaway boxes together, stuffed them into a bag, tied a knot, and placed them on the table by the door.

"How long can I live here?" Schiller asked.

"You can live as long as you want." Eddie said indifferently: "Anyway, you are much better than Thor. When Thor lived next to me, Venom called him allergic every day, but here you are, Venom Much quieter."

As soon as he said this, Eddie heard his door being knocked "bang bang bang". He immediately showed a vigilant look, walked to the door, and took out a handle in the corner of the shoe cabinet. Gun, leaning sideways on the door, looking into the cat's eyes.

Seeing the face in the cat's eyes, he froze for a moment, then put away his pistol, opened the door, looked at the blond man outside and said, "Thor, why are you here?"

Thor outside the door was wearing a human costume, a watch, and even carrying a few gift bags. He rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said, "That... um... Eddie, long time no see, it's just... ...Can I stay with you for a while?"

Before Eddie could speak, the venom rushed out of his body first, and a black head poked out from Eddie's back, with a big grin, and said to Thor: "Go away! The mentally retarded are not welcome here!"

Unexpectedly, Thor raised the gift bag in his hand as if he had expected this situation a long time ago and said, "Really? If I leave, this specialty dessert from Asgard will be I can only take it back and share it with the goddesses."

Venom poked his head out again, staring at the bag and said, "Asgard also has specialty desserts? Don't you only have steak and grilled fish?"

Tuoleng snorted and said, "Narrow! Too narrow!"

"Asgard has a long history, how can there be no unique desserts?... Well, don't look at me like this, it's a Norwegian specialty, apple pie and syrup biscuits, I just flew to Norway to buy them, if you don't Eat, and I'm leaving."

Thor turned around and wanted to leave. The next second, black slime surged out and swallowed all the gift bags in one gulp. Thor and Eddie exclaimed at the same time, and Venom burped and said:
"It tastes good... come in."

(End of this chapter)