The Death Knell

This city is obviously made of grids, and the people living in it are all robots. Naturally, there are no sewers for sewage.

However, the bright green lights in the city had already told Deathstroke one thing, and that was the transmission and flow of energy.

Since there are no telephone poles visible on the ground, and Barry has not sensed wireless power supply, the only way left is underground pipeline transmission.

After opening the manhole cover, everyone entered the underground. As expected, the underground tunnel was densely lined with pipes of different thicknesses. Each pipe was emitting a green light, and there seemed to be viscous liquid flowing in it.

"Hal would be a little happy if he came here."

The Flash was the last to enter the underground. He used 0.001 milliseconds to erase the physical evidence clues everyone left on the ground. After coming down, he perfectly reset the position of the manhole cover.

Xiaofeng was in a good mood. He was still thinking about his good friend Hal.

"I think Hal may have been tired of aesthetics for a long time." Hawkgirl glanced at the line girl and saw that she had no reaction to what Barry said, so she became bolder and started chatting with the Flash: "What if If I were stationed on Oua Star, I would probably suffer from depression, right?"

The underground tunnels looked eerie when illuminated by the green light in these pipes. She felt uncomfortable and wanted to chat with her teammates to relieve some tension.

Perhaps the factor that caused her nervousness was also due to "no one". After all, the battle process just now was so weird that it was hard to say whether it was a battle or not, because the enemy's large forces seemed to have been killed by themselves. .

They feel that this personality is too unstable, that there is no concept of good and evil at all, and that he just wants to kill people and take pleasure in doing so.

I don’t know if Deathstroke can control it. If this girl loses control and those weird events happen to one of her own people, it will be great fun.

Su Ming, on the other hand, was very relaxed. He hugged the flat figure made of line segments and walked at the front to clear the way. He would touch the other person's line head from time to time, as if there was really a girl's head there:

"You're so good. Do you want to eat or drink some soda?"

"Don't treat me like a child, give me blood, warm, sweet blood!"

The girl screamed again. She was simply a succubus from Greek mythology, and her personality was as changeable as the sea.

"There's no blood, there's tomato juice." The death knell remained calm. Even if the scream was right next to his ears, he only treated the figure as an ordinary girl. He also knocked her on the head and took out an aluminum beverage can. He opened it, inserted a straw into it and handed it to the line person: "Take it yourself, don't let me feed it."

"snort!"

No one's small hand with clear five-fingered fingers grabbed the drink can, put the straw in the void where the mouth should be, and then made a sucking sound. She was really drinking.

This made the three people in the back row breathe a sigh of relief, exchanged glances, and praised Deathstroke in their hearts.

How can he even handle such a lunatic personality? Is it okay to hit her on the head? No wonder Diana fell in love with him.

In fact, it's not that Deathstroke is good at dealing with interpersonal relationships, but that they don't understand them well enough.

Charlie has countless personalities, about 80% of which are ordinary people and can be ignored.

And among the remaining 20% ​​of superpower personalities, almost 50% are kind personalities, 30% are madmen, and 20% are villains.

Let’s exclude the villain personalities for now. They all represent extreme evil in some aspect. As long as they come out, they are the ones who must fight. There is nothing to say.

And kind-hearted personalities are easy to deal with. You can use heroes and righteousness or chicken soup for the soul.

On the other hand, the madman's personality is uncertain and requires the most simple traditional Arkham therapy, which is 'talk therapy'.

Based on intelligence and observation, determine what different personalities desire most, and then give them the corresponding things, and they will become friendly.

For example, a troupe clown, all she wants is to make others happy and have fun with her.

So just indulge her, let her have fun, let her show off her ability to fold balloons, and she'll become a friend.

As for the sin-eater personality, as a doormat, all she wants is to suffer and feel shame.

So you have to blame her, ask her to do things she doesn't want to do, humiliate her, and play with her, so that she will be satisfied.

As for 'no one', what she wants is 'to be valued and cared about'.

If you don't pay attention to her, she will do all kinds of things to attract attention, such as indiscriminate killings, serial murders, bloody massacres, etc.

In fact, looking at the essence through the phenomenon, this is a kind of blackened coquettishness.

It's like a little girl asking her parents to care, and if they ignore her, she will turn into a monster.

If Harley or Little Fortune were here, they would have discovered this a long time ago, but obviously, none of Barry and his trio understand psychology, and even Ezekiel the Cockroach doesn't understand the human heart.

Although the several encounters with new personalities along the way seemed uneventful, the tests hidden behind them were all passed by Deathstroke, and the Flash and the others knew nothing about them.

No matter what, what we have to do now is to keep talking to 'no one', and say anything, so that she feels valued and cared about, and she will be very stable.

However, Cyborg had angered the girl by saying the wrong thing earlier, causing the three of them to now think they couldn't talk to the girl, and this snub only made the situation worse.

If Su Ming were not here, the three of them would most likely die if they encountered some lunatic personality of Charlie.

The universal saber is also a knife. If you hold it incorrectly, you will hurt yourself.

"Do you want to eat chocolate?" Deathstroke took out a handful of candies from his pocket and placed them in front of the line girl: "Next, we have to go against these energy transmission pipelines to the total energy device, and the grid will also appear there. You Don’t kill him too, but leave it for the Tin Man behind us to deal with, do you understand?”

The thread rolled up several beautifully packaged candies, and the girl drinking tomato juice made a short nasal sound:

"Um."

"I'm actually not the Tin Man, the one from Doom Patrol is. I'm made of promethium metal."

Cyborg argued in a low voice. After all, he felt that he was more shining than that one, and he could tell who was stronger just by looking at his appearance.

"Um."

The girl responded with the same nasal voice, and she seemed not to be angry at all.

Although her face cannot be seen, she seems to be completely addicted to sweet snacks at this time.

Seeing that she seemed to have calmed down, as if the madness had passed, Barry and the others finally talked about their next plan, and at the same time cheered Victor up.

After all, when fighting another self's soul, others can't help him at all, it's all up to him.