The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

It was a not bright but warm morning in Gotham City. Schiller put down the coffee cup in his hand and heard the sound of his colleague Anna's high heels. After a while, a blond American sweetheart came in with a dark face and said: "Freshman" Those damn slackers in the reporting office have taken a day off, so you can take over for the day."

Schiller said: "Here you go, please buy this cup of coffee."

"You will never pick me up again!" Anna roared angrily. Schiller happily walked out of the cafe with the coffee, looked at the never-sunny sky in Gotham City, and started his fifth day here.

Schiller was a psychologist in his previous life. After the plane crash, he was thrown into this city with damn simple folk customs. Fortunately, he is neither a hero nor a villain, but a leisurely and stable university teacher. It is still his old profession, psychology. professor.

Schiller was happily catching fish for another day when the system in his mind "dinged" and displayed: "Peter Parker sent a chat request."

As Schiller walked to the reporting area, he replied in his mind: "What's wrong? Peter?"

"Hey! I'm going to intern at Osborne Corporation tomorrow! You don't know how rare this opportunity is for me! And Gwen... I mean, she's going too, and we're together, it's awesome! We can Let’s talk about genomic spirochetes and those awesome big machines…”

Schiller said silently in his heart, no girl would want to discuss this with you, little spider, please wake up.

Since arriving here, Schiller has obtained a "American Comic Chat System". The first person he unlocked was Peter Parker, the little spider. This chatty man has been talking to him for four and a half days about how he likes Gwen. , the mental journey of a teenager who wants to pursue her but doesn’t dare.

Schiller encouraged Peter and walked to the reporting office. He sat down and sorted out the forms, waiting for this year's freshmen to report.

But it's strange to say that Schiller has been here for so many days and has never seen the bat light turn on, let alone those villains to cause trouble. The people who live a comfortable life seem to be really simple.

Soon, students came one after another to report, carrying a pile of materials, and all Schiller had to do was register their names and dormitories.

"Next!" Schiller shouted without raising his head. There was already a whole line in front of him. A boy sat down. Schiller asked: "Name?"

"Bruce Wayne."

"Bruce...Room 306, Building 2, Boys' Apartment..." Schiller was writing on his own. Suddenly, the tip of his pen paused. He looked up calmly and took a look. This boy had blue eyes and black hair, and was very handsome. Schiller said: "Wayne?"

"Indeed, I am Wayne."

Schiller repeated: "Room 306, Building 2, Boys' Apartment, didn't you hear clearly? Take your watch and leave quickly, the people behind are waiting for you."

This time it was Bruce's turn to be stunned. He picked up the form and asked, "Which department are you a professor in?"

"Psychology, don't take my class, kid," Schiller said.

Bruce was interested in him, but Schiller was helpless. Batman had just gone to college! He said why there is no bat light!

Why is he so mediocre? When Batman went to college, he time-traveled and became a college teacher!

Schiller is fully aware of the dangers of the Batman series, especially the 18-year-old Bruce, a hateful playboy!

Bruce didn't say anything. He picked up the form, said thank you and left. Schiller finished handling the freshman reporting work and was about to go back to the professor's apartment to sleep. Suddenly he remembered that he left his key in the office. When he went up the office stairs, he met him. Meeting a tall and lanky professor, Schiller said: "Hey, Jonathan, are you here to get something too?"

"Yes, you forgot your keys in the office again?"

"Oh, that's right. Anna pushed me too hard today and forgot when she left. I'll come down right after I get it. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

The moment Schiller and Jonathan crossed paths, a cold chill crept up his back, Jonathan...Jonathan Klein!

Super criminal scarecrow!

Jonathan, who had his back turned to Schiller, didn't see Schiller looking back and staring at him. If he hadn't learned that Batman had just entered college today, he wouldn't have been able to remember it. The memory of Scarecrow appeared in his mind - Gotham University Psychology Professor of Science, Ph.D. in Psychology and Chemistry, Scarecrow of the future who uses fear gas to massacre, Jonathan Crane!

Schiller took a deep breath and continued to go upstairs at the same pace. Jonathan is not Scarecrow yet, because Bruce is only 18 years old and has not graduated from college, so he has not yet become Batman. Jonathan is not a famous person in the world now. A psychologist, he is only slightly famous in the academic field of "emotional psychology". Schiller is now more famous than him...

Schiller is now a world-class master of criminal psychology and abnormal psychology, a famous psychological researcher, and the most famous psychology professor in Gotham.

So Jonathan's attitude just now was quite good...what's the use of that! Schiller doesn't know how to develop poison gas! He is a pure liberal arts student, and Jonathan also has a PhD in chemistry!

As expected, if you learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, you will not be afraid of traveling all over the world...

Schiller knew very well that the bloody curtain was about to open on Gotham City's big stage, but now he was just a helpless scholar, a weakling who could hardly move a chair, a pure intellectual talent , let alone encountering these famous super criminals, they are just the background in the comics. Those gangsters can kill him with just a gun!

And his worries became a reality. Early the next morning, Schiller went to the school psychology clinic to work as usual. He had just made coffee when he heard a clear knock on the door.

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"Professor Schiller, may I come in?"

Schiller took a deep breath. Are there really students coming to this shabby psychological clinic? I'm just here to fish, okay? Do you understand paid leave?

There's Bruce Wayne outside the door!

Schiller could only grit his teeth and say: "Please sit down, classmate. Do you have any psychological problems that you would like to consult?"

"Can't we come and chat if we don't have any problems?" Wayne spread his hands, his playboy demeanor clearly revealed.

Schiller pushed up his glasses and said: "This is a place for psychological counseling for students. If you have no questions to consult, you can leave."

Schiller swore that his words were so boring that they were more perfunctory than an airplane broadcast, but Bruce still asked with interest: "Okay, let me ask a question, what do you think the meaning of life is?"

Schiller took a deep breath and opened the American comic chat system in his mind. He remembered that he had received a random chat opportunity because he had guided Peter Parker's emotional problems. He quickly wrote in his mind:

"A kid whose parents are dead, who vowed to avenge all criminals, and who disguises himself as a playboy, now comes to ask me what the meaning of life is. I want him not to bother me in the future. How should I answer? He's waiting online in a hurry."

Soon, a reply appeared: "I am a teacher. Regarding your question, I think you should maintain sufficient patience and provide psychological counseling to this unfortunate child from two aspects..."

Schiller looked at the name in the dialog box, Charles Xavier! Professor X!

No wonder, the founder and principal of X College are indeed old in their profession.

But Schiller, who paid attention to the avatar, discovered that Charles' avatar was clickable. He clicked on Charles' avatar in his mind, and a dialog box popped up: "In the first chat, you can randomly copy an ability (low-level) of the chat partner. Do you want to copy?" "

Schiller clicked "Yes" without knowing why.

"Telepathy (low level) loaded."

Schiller felt his eyes blurred for a while, and suddenly there were countless noises, and countless unfamiliar emotions rushed into his mind, making it difficult for him to distinguish. After a while of adapting, Schiller realized that he had indeed obtained part of Professor X's abilities. .

Telepathy is Charles' special skill. With the brainwave amplifier, it can even brainwash all mankind. However, Schiller obtained only an extremely weakened version. He could only vaguely feel the other party's emotions, and some things that suddenly flashed in his mind. Thoughts cannot be read directly and clearly.

But this was enough. Schiller focused on Bruce and found that his emotions were very mixed now. Yes, it was not that he was as cynical as he showed.

According to Batman's life experience, he should have just returned from studying in various countries. He probably entered college just to disguise himself as Bruce. The real Batman already hates this boring daily life, and every drop of his blood is in it. Shouting "revenge" and "revenge on those criminals".

In Bruce's eyes, the professor opposite seemed to suddenly fall into a kind of quiet thinking. Schiller had a pair of slightly special gray eyes. When Bruce was stared at by these eyes, his keen intuition began to call the police - he It seems that someone is spying on and seeing through.

Then, Schiller said: "Perhaps you have been waiting for someone to give you this answer, a positive answer. If you will have more things to do after getting this answer and stop bothering me, then I am willing to give you this answer." "

"Oh? What is it?"

"Revenge." Schiller stared into Bruce's eyes and said. Under Bruce's suddenly gloomy expression, he stared straight at him and repeated: "The meaning of life is revenge."

Ignoring Bruce's face, which was as gloomy as the Gotham sky, Schiller said: "Are you satisfied? Mr. Wayne?"