The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 266 No Bat Event
After the apple danced countless times, Hugo finally couldn't help it. This is an unreasonable space of consciousness!

From God’s perspective and with Schiller’s explanation, this compositional relationship is not complicated. To put it bluntly, this is actually the concretization of Schiller’s thinking.

For example, "Upside Down Tower" represents the process of Schiller's empathy, "self-control represents his choice in the face of temptation", and the unnamed building block theater represents his way of entertaining himself. The square... Anyway, it represents boredom.

These thoughts and emotions are common to everyone, and if they are replaced by an ordinary person, it may be the same. For example, the process of learning knowledge is embodied as a library, and the process of self-reflection is embodied as a meditation room. and many more.

But this is only from the perspective of God in a high dimension. If a traverser is suddenly thrown into these rooms, he will definitely be puzzled, not knowing what is going on.

Hugo has very sufficient professional knowledge, and he also knows that this should be the embodiment of Schiller's thinking, but he has no idea what these things represent.

From his point of view, he was first transported to a hospital full of lunatic doctors, and then he was subjected to various tortures and finally woke up in fright.

After waking up, he went to an office again. A voice inexplicably instructed him to detonate a bomb, and then he woke up again.

He found himself kidnapped again by a green-haired C-shaped hand building block man, and this time he was pulled out before he woke up.

Then he was teleported into a void of space, watching an apple perform more than 600 dances.

If this story is written into a certain literary work, there will definitely be many readers commenting that the composition of this stream of consciousness is still a bit too early for carbon-based creatures.

If the first scene can also be understood as the realization of Schiller's obsessions at work and problems in communicating with patients, the second scene can barely be understood as the difficulties encountered in work and the Imagination when touching fish, the third scene can also be reluctantly interpreted as some childhood fantasies...

But Yuguo really can't imagine it. An apple has danced more than 600 dances. What does it represent?
What exactly does it represent?
What else could this mean? !

This fuck, what the hell, can fuck, what the fuck does it mean? ? ?
Hugo gave up, or rather he was desperate.

But this is also normal. Anyone who looks at an apple with hands and feet and performs all the ballets and operas that classical music and dance music in the world can perform for him should have similar emotions. It is a surge of emotion, and it can also be said that it is a great enlightenment.

But before he despaired, there was one last thing he could do, and Hugo hadn't forgotten.He also has a mechanical button that can affect people's emotions and make people's most fearful things come to the surface.

In the end, Hugo has not forgotten his line: "Let me see, what is your greatest fear?"

The moment he pressed the button, the whole world fell silent, and everyone in the auditorium turned their heads to look at their surroundings, and found that nothing happened.

"Did your experiment fail? It looks like the gateway to deep consciousness isn't opening."

"No... Maybe it's already opened, but..." Schiller stood up again, and then led everyone to the entrance of the theater. He opened the door—there were high clouds outside.

The unstoppable strong wind poured in, but Victor still stood and glanced at the side. He found that the door had become the shape of a cabin window, and there was a clearly visible airplane wing outside the window.

"Your biggest fear is flying?"

Schiller shook his head, and then others saw that the clouds began to become thinner and thinner, the plane was gradually descending, and the city below was gradually enlarged, the plane flew lower and lower, and finally landed smoothly.

"And then?" Evans asked a little confused.

"It's not the plane I'm afraid of, it's the plane I'm on that lands smoothly."

"If one day. I feel a jolt and wake up from a dream and find that I'm sitting in the seat of the plane, all this is just a dream I had during the flight..."

Schiller shook his head and said, "...that would be terrible."

Everyone else didn't understand what he meant, only Jack said: "It's an amazing and wonderful dream, but then, you have to get up from the chair, go to pick up the luggage, say hello to the flight attendant, and then leave. Get off the plane, where are you going next? I don't know, but it must be doing some ordinary and boring things..."

"A person who is afraid of ordinary life, but pretends to be an ordinary person..." Jack clicked his lips and said, "Well, it's kind of funny..."

"But it's far less funny than a person who is afraid of bats and wants to pretend to be a bat, hahahahahaha!"

At this moment, a rabbit hole appeared in front of several people, and Schiller said to Jack: "Stop laughing, work, and don't forget the deal between the two of us."

"You don't expect me to jump down this rabbit hole, do you?" Jack said, also looking at Schiller, and the two of them stared at each other, and finally, Schiller snapped his fingers.

In an instant, Jack was wearing a blue and white Lolita dress. The clown took a look at what he was wearing, and then continued to stare at Schiller, who also stared at him, saying: "This dress is still there." Not down the rabbit hole enough? What version of Alice in Wonderland are you watching?"

Evans covered his eyes, and seemed to think that Jack's outfit was very hot. He said, "Whoever you are is crazy, if you don't let him go quickly, I will go crazy!"

"Why didn't the rabbit jump into the rabbit hole?" Cobblepot asked, and Victor answered him: "This is what I emphasized to you before, the importance of reading, and I have a gold-bound edition of "Alice." "Dream in Wonderland", I will give it to you later."

Jack and Schiller were still at loggerheads, and finally Schiller said, "How about I tell you a joke and you jump in?"

"What joke are you going to tell?"

"The rabbit first hopped down the rabbit hole, then Alice also hopped down the rabbit hole, the bat hopped first into the batcave, then who jumped into the batcave?"

"Hahahahahaha! It's Jack! Jack jumped into the Batcave too! It's me! Of course it's me!! Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"

Jack laughed wildly, then ran towards the rabbit hole, and plunged headlong into it in a diving posture.

"I don't understand what the hell you're going crazy. Is that rabbit hole a gateway to your deep conscious space?"

"That's right..." Schiller said, watching Jack disappear down the rabbit hole.

"Then why did you let him jump in?"

"Where is this?" Schiller asked a question, and before Victor could answer, he asked himself and answered: "This is my consciousness space, but in essence. Everything that happens here is equivalent to a Dream."

"If I compare the first floor of my dream to the surface, then the upper 330 floors are equivalent to the buildings on the ground, while the ones below the surface belong to the basement."

"There are not only many floors in the above-ground building, but also many floors in the basement. A certain level-breaker is not only good at breaking through levels upwards, but also good at breaking through levels downwards."

"Crossing down, why do you want to go down?"

"What do you think is the very top of my mental temple?"

Hmm... According to this theory, the top should be the real world, right?Just by climbing to the top, you can control your body and move around in the real world? "

"Yeah, so what do you think is the bottom of the basement?"

Victor narrowed his eyes, and the other two also thought about this question. Copperpot asked, "Is there really a bottom?"

"Of course, as long as you dig deep enough, you will be able to dig to the bottom one day."

"So Jack is going to help you dig the basement?"

"Not only did he want to help me dig the basement, but after he dug to the bottom, he also helped me ... throw shit there."

The consciousness space gradually dissipated, and the dreams began to dissipate. After the consciousness of several people returned to the body, Victor shook his head sleepily. He turned his head and saw Schiller sitting behind the table, holding a globe, The globe was still spinning when it was placed on the table.

This scene looked familiar, and Victor looked around deliberately, but found nothing unusual. Seeing his movements, Schiller said to him: "This is one of the sequelae of lucid dreams. After waking up, you will doubt that you are still alive." It's a dream, but I can tell you that this is indeed the real world."

Both Evans and Cobbot stood up from the sofa and moved their stiff bodies.Only Jack, who was lying on the single sofa, was still asleep.

"Is what you told us in the dream true? Jack went to dig deep into your consciousness? What the hell is he going to find? What do you mean by that? It's just..." Victor paused After a while, I still didn't say that somewhat indecent word.

"When you want a fish to surface, besides using bait to lure it, there is another way..."

"what is that?"

"Pour shit into his house."

Coppert showed an expression of enlightenment, obviously, he thought of some situations in the past, and then this expression turned into disgust and a little bit of sympathy.

The other two were a little confused, but they didn't ask further.

After several people left, it was dark again, and Schiller sat on the sofa as usual, reading a book and listening to music.

Not long after, he felt a burst of drowsiness. Schiller took out the refreshing potion he had prepared and poured it into his mouth, but the drowsiness began to get deeper and deeper, until his eyelids could hardly be opened. open.

A voice in the dark said to him: sleep, sleep, sleep quickly...

And Schiller's response is, don't sleep if you don't sleep, don't sleep.

go to sleep... go to sleep...

No, not sleepy, not sleeping...

"You're sleepy! Go to sleep!"

"I'm not sleepy at all! At least another 20 hours!"

"But I can't hold on anymore!!!" the voice roared.

For a moment, Schiller's eyes went dark, and when he regained consciousness, a pale and thin man in a long robe appeared in front of him, staring at him angrily.

Schiller seemed to have expected it a long time ago. He stood up from the sofa and asked, "Excuse me, are you 'Sandman' Murphys?"

"Yes, I am Murphys, you..."

Schiller interrupted him, opened his arms, and said, "Murphys, I'm here to negotiate terms."

　There's a--a--a-a-a-ha party in Gotham today, with the coolest people here, and we do a lot of cool stuff, but guess who we didn't invite to the party? ?
That!At once!Yes!you!bat!bat!Hero!
　
(End of this chapter)