Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

"Of course, I don't mean to look down on them, Dr. Cornell. Look, they really don't look like they have fighting ability."

"I really can't think of what they can do? What can they do?"

"If I expect them to do something, I probably got kicked hard in the head by a donkey." The clown Zhou Ran curled his lips and said with emotion.

When Cornell heard this, he just smiled and ignored it.

Seeing this, the clown Zhou Ran lowered his head and thought for a moment. Then, he turned his head slightly, glanced at Cornell beside him, and joked with a smile: "Oh, Cornell, I take back what I said before, they are not useless.

Without the waste, they can still do something."

"For example, making a suicide bomb, hitting a bustling urban area, and then exploding with a bang, like beautiful fireworks blooming at night, seems pretty good."

He shook his head and continued: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, apart from that, with their IQ, they will probably only cause me endless trouble!"

"Cornell, if that's the case, it would be meaningless... The surprise you gave me has turned into a shock. I'm right..."

Cornell nodded lightly and smiled: "Indeed, if that's the case, my gift will have no value or meaning, and there won't be any surprises."

"I know Mr. Clown always hates trouble. They are not worthy of being your subordinates."

"Although I, Cornell, am getting older and may become confused sometimes, I have not yet become a dementia or a fool."

"Hey, I won't do such a troublesome thing, because not only is it extremely stupid, but it may even lose the precious friendship between us."

Cornell paused, looked at the clown, with a smile on his face, he said very confidently: "Mr. clown, I said this is a surprise for you, so naturally it will only be a surprise, and it will never become a surprise."

Shocked!"

"Oh?" Clown Zhou Ran raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, Cornell, I believe you for the moment, but you can't just say it, you have to show it to me."

"Huh!" Cornell heard this and took a deep breath. His eyes gradually blurred, as if he was drunk. His tone of voice was full of emotion: "Mr. Clown, human beings are really complex creatures.

"We have evolved since ancient times, originating from forest apes, then primates, and then experienced four stages: ape humans, primitive humans, sapiens, and modern humans."

"In the early 19th century, some scientists asserted that humankind has evolved, and modern humans are the end of evolution, and there will never be any new changes. But in the early 20th century, we discovered the first mutant. Of course, this was just

We think of the first mutant. As for whether there were mutants before this? That’s impossible to know.”

"The emergence of mutants breaks the notion that human evolution has stopped. Normally, mutants should belong to the fifth stage of humankind, but because on the one hand the number of mutants is somewhat scarce, on the other hand their magical power is really

It is incredible and cannot be recognized by the mainstream group, so in the biological, medical and social science circles, mutants are called a branch of modern humans."

"Ahem... What I just said is not very important..." Cornell coughed lightly, smiled at the clown, and continued: "The next thing is important... People are old and their thinking is not very good.

It’s clear, I just say whatever comes to my mind, it’s a bit verbose, I hope Mr. Clown can forgive me.”

The clown Zhou Ran nodded, yawned, and said lazily: "Ok, Cornell, but you'd better hurry up, I'm a little sleepy... If I fall asleep, the one who controls this body will be

A moody guy..."

"Not only is it rougher than me, it's also more difficult to communicate with."

"Compared to its madness, I am nothing."

After hearing this, Cornell was stunned for a moment, and a glimmer of yearning flashed in his eyes.

He smiled and continued: "After a long period of evolution, human beings have become an unreplicable miracle. No sophisticated instrument or great invention in the world can compare with human beings."

"The greatest creation of mankind is the brain. The brain is a biological organ. It is also the most complex and sophisticated organ in the human body. It is also the organ of thinking. It dominates all physiological activities in the body and regulates the balance between the body and the surrounding environment.

...The human brain generally has 12 to 14 billion neurons, and some geniuses have more neurons. These neurons allow us to receive countless signals every second."

"Most of the time, we ignore unimportant cues, such as the buzzing of flies; at the same time, we can also notice some important cues, such as knocking on the door. This is how we are able to function in the complex world around us.

Even the key to survival.”

"The brain's extraordinary ability to sift through this endless flow of information is achieved by a complex network of billions of synapses. Synapses are specialized connections that regulate the transmission of signals between cells. These are

One part of the connection inhibits signal transmission, and another part speeds up signal transmission, a 'balancing act' that occurs in an instant and ensures that our brains operate at maximum efficiency."

Snap!

Cornell lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and exhaled it slowly. He continued: "Mr. Clown, this sounds grand! But the brain cannot always operate at maximum efficiency because we do not have enough energy.

energy."

"If you keep operating at maximum efficiency, you will be overwhelmed by the flood of information and become a fool who knows nothing."

"However, there is no need to worry too much. There is a magical group of cells in our brains. They form a valve that filters the information we get and selects the information that is important to us."

The clown Zhou Ran blinked and asked with a smile: "So, these people become such idiots because the valves in their brains are broken."

Cornell nodded, shook his head, and explained: "Yes or no, their valve is not broken, it was just opened by them invisibly."

"So, just close that valve and they'll go back to normal."

"This is an extremely precise operation. The group of cells responsible for opening and closing the valve is so tiny that it can only be corrected with a nanoscale scalpel."

"Therefore, even if there is a treatment method, we can't treat it. Not having tools is one thing, and not being able to master the tools is another thing. Human beings are amazing, but they also have limitations."

The clown Zhou Ran frowned and complained: "So, are you making fun of me? After saying so much, it seems that it is all nonsense. Cornell, I am a little disappointed with you like this!"

"Is this the surprise you're talking about? It's really not a surprise at all..."

After hearing this, Cornell smiled and continued: "Although this method doesn't work, there are still other methods."

"The human brain is magical. It can save itself, and the method of self-rescue is also very simple, which is to give yourself psychological hints."

"For example, when you encounter difficulties, you will unconsciously comfort yourself: 'It will be over soon, it will be over soon...' This will reduce the pain of endurance and improve your tolerance."

"They are the same. They seem to be fools, but in fact they have been exerting psychological suggestions on themselves, but this suggestion is a bit weak and takes a long, long time. This is also the case for many mental patients in their later years.

The reason for suddenly waking up and becoming a normal person."

"Mr. Clown, you know, I am a psychiatrist. I am very good at studying the psychology of patients. Psychological suggestion is very easy for me."

"I have exerted psychological suggestions on them...so, they can be either fools or normal people now."

Cornell blinked and spoke in a low voice, word for word, very slowly.

Half of his face was hidden in the darkness, and half faced the lights in the church.

The whole person looked very chaotic.

At this moment, he looked like everything except a human being.

A meaningful smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, adding an unexplainable feeling to his face.

Cornell looked at the clown quietly and looked at this "friend".

Waiting for his answer.

"Huh..." Clown Zhou Ran sighed softly, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He clapped softly and praised: "Hahaha, Dr. Cornell, you are really not a simple guy. I didn't expect you to have such a method."

"If you were born in Gotham, you would be comparable to Scarecrow."

"Jonathan will definitely like you very much. You and he are actually quite similar. You both had the same miserable childhood and you both had the same irresponsible father."

"You all have extremely high intelligence, you have all gone to outstanding universities, and you are all great doctors... The only difference is that you still have a little bit of sobriety that normal people have, but he has become an alien."

"Hehe, but your sobriety is disappearing bit by bit, and is being swallowed bit by bit by the dormant monster in your heart... Cornell, I look forward to the day when you completely lose your humanity."

"Okay, please start your performance! Let me see if these guys are worth using."

The clown Zhou Ran smiled and pointed at the group of fools who had lost themselves and only acted on instinct.

"I am happy to serve you, my friend." Cornell nodded and whispered.

Then, he clapped his hands gently and walked toward the crowd very slowly, unsteadily.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Every step he took made a heavy sound.

The footsteps were full of rhythm, like a beating heart, one after another, strong and powerful.

Not long after, Cornell had reached the top of the steps.

He stood directly under the clown sculpture, lowered his head, put his hands on his chest, and made a prayer gesture.

He opened his lips slightly and uttered an ups and downs voice: "Everyone who is crazy must first become normal; everyone who wins must fail first; believe what you believe and worship what you worship, you must be integrated with it and be reborn."

"Wake up, your God is here, your God is watching you, your God is saving you... Your God is always with you!"

"Amen! Amen! Amen..."

"..."

"..."

As Cornell finished his prayer.

The confused crowd instantly broke out into riots.

"Joker!"

"Joker!"

"Joker!"

Shouts came one after another.

The voices calling for clowns became louder and louder, as if the church was about to be turned upside down in an instant.

The eyes of this group of foolish people are gradually clearing up, and they are regaining their senses little by little.

"Oh, fuck! Where is this? Why am I here?"

A white man with a beard and a ferocious face got up from the ground. He looked at everything unfamiliar in front of him and couldn't help but exclaimed loudly.

"This seems to be a church, but why don't I have the impression of a church? I remember I should be in the hospital... Huh? Why am I in the hospital?"

A somewhat thin young man reached out and scratched his head. He looked confused, and more and more memories came to his mind.

"Mother Fuck! Where is this place? Why can't I remember anything."

A strong, ferocious-looking black man knelt on the ground, banging his head on the ground as if he didn't know the pain, repeated over and over again.

He looked extremely manic.

"Oh, I remembered, I should be a patient... No, I am just a patient, I am a madman! Then why am I crazy?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! A beautiful-looking woman put her fingers in her mouth and sucked gently like a baby. She murmured while sucking.

"This sculpture... this sculpture... oh! oh! oh! This sculpture is Lord Joker, I have seen him, I have really seen him!"

"I have witnessed his great achievements. It was a dark night, and I heard a burst of creepy laughter, and then he walked out of the alley covered in blood."

"Oh, I was so frightened that I peed... It was really scary. I thought I would die... Wuwuwu, I didn't expect the clown to come to me, touch my face, and smile:

'Boy, please be happy. No one can hurt you anymore. I killed all the scum that bullied you. Are you going to take a look at their corpses? Tsk, tsk, tsk, I think you will fall in love with that kind of thing.

The sight of...'."

A middle-aged man in school uniform hugged the person next to him and lay next to his ear. His face flushed, his eyes widened, and he told his story very crazily.

"..."

"..."

Everyone who woke up began to tell their stories loudly and what they saw and heard.

The originally quiet and solemn church suddenly became extremely chaotic and noisy.

The clown Zhou Ran saw what was happening in front of him, stretched out and said with emotion: "Oh, this is really an amazing gift."

"It's interesting, Cornell, you are really a fun person..."

Cornell stood on the high platform and looked at the clown below.

He raised his eyebrows and a very proud smile appeared on his face.

He opened his mouth and said silently: "Mr. Clown, please come on stage. You should be the master here."

Afterwards, Cornell bowed slightly and left the platform.