[Comprehensive British and American] Final strategy achievement

Arkham Asylum's full name is Elizabeth Arkham Asylum for the Criminally Insane, where the craziest inmates in Gotham City are imprisoned.

Leona was guarded very closely, and Batman personally escorted her here. During the escort period, Leona was kept in a cube cage, and the suppressor around her neck was not removed, so her superpowers could not be used.

No effect at all.

The director of Arkham Asylum peeked inside through the iron bars of the cage and saw Leona taking a nap with her head tilted.

"The psychological quality is really good." Dean Sharp said, "I won't say any welcome words, lest you think I am mocking you."

Leona yawned and said: "Thank you, your words have already expressed the meaning of ridicule."

"We have prepared a room for her, and there will be guards guarding the door of the room at all times." Dean Sharp said to Batman, "The person who will serve as her psychotherapist is Dr. Joan Rand. We promise to provide care for Leona."

Brandt provides the best treatment.”

Batman watched in silence as the guards opened the cage.

They hold Leona at gunpoint and let her walk through the gates of Arkham.

"I have to make a correction." As soon as Leona stopped, the faces of the two guards next to her immediately became nervous, "My last name is not Brandt, can you please change the name of me?"

"

"Arkham will only register your legal name in the file, and the legal name on your household registration is Leona Eisenhardt Brandt. Brandt is a surname and cannot be changed." Dean Sharp's psychology

His quality was obviously far beyond that of ordinary people. At least he didn't get startled like the two guards next to him.

Leona, who has lost her superpowers, is like a lamb at the mercy of others, and her risk index has plummeted - at least that's what others think.

Leona smiled slightly at Batman, "Goodbye."

Batman didn't respond to her farewell.

Dean Sharp led the way, and Leona followed behind with two guards pointing guns at her.

"In view of the danger level of other criminals in the asylum and your status as a minor, we will arrange additional protection for you. Psychological treatment is three times a week. Apart from this, there is no break time. You can only stay in the room and are not allowed to

Go out. If you behave aggressively during psychological treatment, we will have the right to take any measures against you, including but not limited to injecting anesthetics and sedatives," he said.

Leona said: "Understood."

In other words, if she shows violent tendencies, injecting anesthetics and sedatives is the most basic. If necessary, Arkham guards may use more rough methods to control Leona.

Dean Sharp had seen many lunatics, and few detainees were as cooperative as Leona. He couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

Leona walked up the steps and passed by a rather large room filled with tables and projection screens on the walls. Many criminals were sitting around the tables.

They saw Leona.

Immediately someone whistled and someone else clapped.

"Welcome to our new member, Leona!" a man jumped up on the table and twisted his body comically and shouted loudly, "I expected she would be caught! Now I won the bet, and all the tomatoes for your lunch are mine!"

"No one likes tomatoes," said the gloomy dwarf in the corner.

The eyes of the man standing on the table quickly became scary, "Everyone likes tomatoes."

"Hit him, Percy!" The criminals in the room were all fanning the flames. "Who can win? Let's make another bet!"

The guards outside the hall saw something was wrong, so they rushed in with guns drawn to stop the commotion.

Dean Sharp walked through the crowd without changing his expression, followed closely by Leona: "Are only those who are not seriously ill allowed to go out?"

"I'm glad you realize that," Dean Sharp said.

"He will kill you." The woman with dry hair shouted to Leona, "If you offend him, he will kill you! No matter where you are, whether you are on the run or in Arkham, he will kill you."

about you!"

"Are you referring to the Penguin or the Scarecrow?" Leona turned to look at her, "Let's wait until he really comes to kill me."

The criminals sitting around the table fell silent.

"Does anyone want to make a bet? Bet on whether she will live?" someone asked with interest.

No one answered his words.

"Well, it seems not." He said disappointedly.

The criminals watched Leona walk out of the hall.

When her figure completely disappeared from the door, the criminals' discussion suddenly became louder.

"Your room is here."

Leona walked into the gloomy room and frowned dissatisfied.

She was not criticizing the environment here, but she felt that annoying energy wave again, which was still double insurance.

There was a small-looking toilet in the room, the water in the pipe was drinking water, the iron bed looked extremely shabby, and there were two sets of prison uniforms placed next to the pillow.

Leona sat on the edge of the bed and fiddled with the restraints on it.

The guard closed the door of the holding room, and the sound of shock echoed in this small space.

She lay down and closed her eyes sleepily.

The series of actions during this period made Leona's body a little overwhelmed, and she needed to rest.

It's not that Leona has never thought about taking off the superpower suppressor around her neck, but she didn't dare to act rashly until she understood the manufacturing principle of this thing. Leona once tried to put the suppressor around her neck into her [backpack]

, but the game layout prompts:

"You cannot put items in the equipped state into [Backpack]."

Leona's superpower suppressor is worn around her neck, which is equivalent to the item being equipped by her, so the suppressor cannot be recycled. Similarly, if Leona wears an armor, she cannot directly wear it.

The armor on your body is put into the [Backpack]. You can only take off the armor first and remove its equipment status before putting it into the [Backpack].

Leona's current methods are useless against this thing around her neck, she needs to wait for the opportunity.

On her second day in Arkham Asylum, Leona's psychotherapist said it was time to start treatment.

So Leona left the dark and cramped cell and went to another room for treatment. When she left, she did not walk on her legs. She was forced to put on a straitjacket and lay on an iron bed while the guards carried her over.

"I have a question." Leona stared at the ceiling. "What if I suddenly want to go to the toilet during the treatment? It's so inconvenient to wear this thing!"

The guards made noisy noises while carrying the iron bed, but no one paid any attention to her.

Will psychotherapy include hypnosis and electric shock? Of course Leona is not afraid of hypnosis or electric shock. She is thinking about whether she should pretend to be in pain when receiving treatment.

Leona was carried into a room and the guards lowered the iron bed.

Dr. Joan Rand was sitting on a chair. She looked at Leona and said, "Nice to meet you, Leona. I will be your attending physician from now on."

"Nice to meet you, Dr. Rand," Leona said.

The first step in psychotherapy is to establish trust between the patient and the doctor.

Dr. Rand pushed up his glasses and said, "You don't have to be scared and nervous. Leona, I need to get to know you, so would you like to chat with me?"

"I'm not afraid, so are you afraid of me? I'm covered in restraints now because you think I will hurt you if I break away from the restraints. Even if I put on a suppressor, I can't reassure you," Leona said, "

Are you afraid of me, Dr. Rand?"

"In my eyes, you are just a patient in need of help." Dr. Rand said calmly, "I heard from Dean Sharp that you asked to change your name. Why, don't you like the surname Brandt?"

Leona pondered: "No, I can't say I don't like it... I mean, this last name doesn't belong to me."

"So, do you think Eisenhardt is your correct last name?" Dr. Rand asked.

Leona blinked, "I don't know if Eisenhardt is my real last name."

Dr. Rand held his breath.

She realized that Leona had exposed something on her own initiative.

No matter it's the government, the police, the media or Batman, they can't investigate Leona's past. Now, Leona has revealed part of her identity.

Why would she take the initiative to expose this?

"Can you tell me about your past? Leona." Dr. Rand said in a gentle tone.

"That's a really good question." Leona looked at her with a slightly sideways look, "I also have a question for you, Dr. Rand, have you realized that this world is actually a game?"

"So, do you think you are living in a game?" Dr. Rand's eyes were probing, "Were your previous actions all about playing games? You killed those people and planned so many actions, all just for fun.

game?"

Leona said: "Yes."

"Your understanding of the world is wrong, Leona. The universe operates according to rules. There are billions of creatures living on the earth. The human body is composed of cells. Everyone is working hard to live. Do you think this is real?

Is the world a game? No game can weave the world into such a complete and detailed way." Dr. Rand said patiently.

"You say I am wrong? What if your understanding of the world is wrong and I am the right one?" Leona asked, "Do you think I am a madman, Dr. Rand?"

"I understand where you are coming from, Leona," Dr. Rand said, "I will help you and help you re-understand the world."

"I think my understanding of the world is clear enough." Leona smiled, "You think I'm wrong, but it's actually because you don't know what is right. What most people agree is right, and that's what you

The idea is that you are a member of the majority. If you put aside this 'majority', how can you distinguish between right and wrong? Human beings have recognized the world, so they have the world, and for those who cannot recognize it,

In part, humans usually choose to deny its existence. If human cognition is right, then the world is right. If human cognition is wrong, then the world is wrong. What is the world like? It depends

Human cognition, right or wrong, is all judged by humans themselves. This is narrow - no one cares about the nature of the world, humans only care about their own cognition! You can't prove that my cognition of the world is wrong, Rand

PhD."

"This is a paradox. You can't prove that the 'majority' perception of the world is wrong, Leona." Dr. Rand raised his eyebrows, "You..."

"I know, I know!" Leona interrupted her, "My thinking is different from 'most people', so you have to treat me. My cognitive abilities are very different from others, so you have to change my thinking. I

I know what people think of me, they think I'm crazy."

"But what if the madman is the one who grasps the truth?"

"You insist that you are right?" Dr. Rand said.

"I may not be the right one," Leona said thoughtfully, "Human beings are too easily blinded by their own perceptions."