Chapter 586: Schiller's Another Setback (Part 2) (Patreon)

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All the Schillers on the ship were stunned.

How would you feel if you went on a trip to the countryside and came back to find your home gone? It might be hard for most people to describe, but the Schillers on the ship suddenly erupted into a heated discussion.

Since the memories of all the Schillers were stored in the Thought High Tower, they needed to go to the library's designated bookshelf to access them when needed. Therefore, many times, some personalities' memories were not shared.

Even between Marvel Schiller and DC Schiller, who took turns working, many memories didn't overlap, not because they intentionally hid them from each other but simply out of laziness.

The disappearance of the entire Thought High Tower meant that they couldn't even find out what had just happened. Moreover, the loss of the Thought High Tower also meant that the three personalities—ego, id, and superego—residing in the high tower had disappeared, so they had no one to ask.

There was an even more serious problem: the Thought High Tower served as a conduit for personalities to rise to the surface to control the body. Without the tower, the elevator needed to reach the surface was also gone. In other words, the Schillers couldn't ascend to control their bodies.

Someone who noticed this issue even earlier in the real world, sitting next to the Schillers, was Victor.

The Ship of the Underworld had first sent all the passengers back to their own consciousness spaces, so Victor anticipated that he would wake up before the Schillers. He saw that the Schillers seemed to be in negotiations with someone named Morpheus and might return later.

Therefore, Victor stood up, straightened his coat, and said to Evans and Copperpot in the front row, "It's very late now, and you both have classes tomorrow. Why don't you go back and get some sleep? I'll wait here for Schiller; there's something I need to discuss with him."

Evans glanced at his wristwatch and replied, "It's almost dawn. I might as well go back to the Manor and prepare for classes later. I'll wait here for a while so I don't oversleep and get scolded for being late."

Copperpot didn't say anything, but he clearly had no intention of leaving. He planned to wait a while and then help Victor clean up the mess in Gotham University's laboratory. After all, the laboratory had been blown into a complete mess, and someone had to clean it up.

Jack Joker, after waking up and stretching lazily, adjusted his jacket, smacked his lips, changed his position, and went back to sleep.

Victor dozed off for a while in his chair. When the morning light shone into the Gotham Grand Theater, he woke up again. After a moment of clarity, he muttered to himself, "Was I dreaming? Why does it feel like I dreamed of Schiller calling me?"

Victor shook his head. After the laboratory had been destroyed earlier, he hadn't slept much. So, he couldn't remember much about what he had dreamed.

Turning his head, he noticed that Schiller was still asleep beside him. Victor furrowed his brow and looked at his watch. If he remembered correctly, Schiller had an early morning class today. Schiller wasn't the type to miss class due to personal plans, so something seemed off.

At that moment, Jack woke up as well. He walked unsteadily from the front seats to Victor's side. Victor glanced at him with some wariness but didn't say anything.

Approaching Schiller, Jack turned his neck, let out a "hehe" chuckle, and placed his hand behind his ear, leaning closer to Schiller. He asked, "Oh, let me see, who's the fool trapped in the consciousness space... Is it me? No! Don't joke around; I'm not that stupid!"

"What? What are you saying? Oh, I see, so that's how it is. Correct, I find it quite interesting too!"

"Hahaha! I'm going to tell my little bat now. His teacher, Soul, is missing, maybe even dead! Will Batman cry? I need to go check now!"

With that, Jack hastily left to light a cigarette. Victor listened to his nonsensical words and couldn't make heads or tails of who Jack was talking to or what he was saying. However, he could tell that Schiller's condition didn't seem right.

Evans had already stood up to leave. He turned his head and said, "Professor Schiller, let's go together. My first class is also on the third floor... Professor? Professor?"

Victor reached out and stopped Evans from leaning over. He first checked Schiller's pulse and then listened to his heartbeat. He noticed that both of these indicators were abnormally slow, and that's when Victor realized the seriousness of the situation.

He immediately took out his phone and called Gordon, saying, "Hurry! Gotham Grand Theater... Schiller is unconscious! Prepare an ambulance!"

On the other end, Gordon was stunned for a moment. He raised his voice and asked, "What did you say? Who is unconscious?"

"Schiller! Shiller Rodriguez! The psychology professor at Gotham University. He's unresponsive now..."

"Has there been another murder somewhere?" Gordon immediately became alert. "Is he trying to create an alibi? Or does he not want to tell us who the killer is and is faking being unconscious? Or is there some trouble in Gotham again, and he doesn't want to get involved... My goodness! I'm on my way!"

When Gordon arrived at the Gotham Grand Theater, Victor was already waiting outside. Gordon was faster, and he rushed straight into the audience seats.

Seeing Schiller lying there, Gordon put his hands on his hips and said, "Stop pretending. What's worth it for you to act like this? Don't you still have unused vacation days? If you really want to avoid trouble, go to Brooklyn for a month."

Schiller showed no response, and Gordon scratched his head. He felt that if Schiller refused to cooperate, he couldn't use force to wake him up, especially with Victor watching nearby.

So, Gordon could only sigh and say, "Alright, I'll call an ambulance for you and issue a certificate. If you want to spend your holiday in the hospital, it's up to you."

With that, he took out his phone and called for an ambulance. The doctor who led the team seemed familiar to Gordon, and he pointed at Schiller, saying, "Lift him onto the stretcher first, then check his vital signs. If there are no issues, prepare an extended hospitalization order and get a hospital room ready..."

The doctor shrugged, waved his hand, and the nurses behind him approached to lift Schiller. However, the head nurse, upon touching Schiller's skin for a moment, furrowed her brow. She turned her head and said, "Doctor! The patient's body temperature is abnormally low!"

The doctor furrowed his brow and quickly approached, checking Schiller's pulse and examining his eyes. His expression turned serious, and he spoke rapidly, "Quick! Prepare emergency equipment! The patient's vital signs are unstable!"

Seeing the doctor's reaction, which seemed genuine, Gordon finally started to feel nervous. He had the police officers cooperate with the nurses to lift Schiller onto the ambulance. Then, he saw the doctor and nurses in the ambulance busily preparing emergency equipment.

"What on earth is going on? How could Schiller suddenly... No, this doesn't make sense. He's not an ordinary person; he can't just lose his vital signs like this."

Victor squinted his eyes, evidently thinking about the events in the Dream Realm. He took a deep breath and said to Gordon, "You contact Batman, and I'll call someone named Constantine. They should know what's going on."

When Batman received Gordon's call, his initial response was, "Has there been another murder in Gotham? Does Schiller know who the killer is but refuses to tell us, so he's pretending to be unconscious?"

Gordon described the doctor's reaction very seriously, and Batman realized the gravity of the situation. When he arrived at the hospital, the doctor had already come out of the intensive care hospital room. The doctor spoke, "It's strange. The patient's vital signs had dropped to their lowest point, but now they've stabilized, as if he has become a vegetable."

"We conducted brainwave tests on him, and strangely, his brainwaves have disappeared. Normally, this should indicate brain death, but we haven't found any related characteristics... It's really bizarre."

Batman entered the hospital room, and he had to admit that when he saw Schiller, who was almost lifeless and on a breathing apparatus, he became nervous for a moment.

However, before he could take further action, Constantine rushed in. When he arrived at the door and saw Schiller's condition, he turned to Batman and asked, "Has there been any trouble in Gotham recently? Is it worth Schiller turning himself into this state just to avoid it?... Wait a minute, maybe I should leave for a while too; this could be a big problem."

After saying that, Constantine turned to leave, but Batman grabbed him. Clearly, after his initial nervousness, Batman had thought of the situation in the Dream Realm. He held onto Constantine and asked, "Schiller left with the dream god, and then he fell into this state. Do you know what's going on?"

Constantine hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you think the dream god might be causing trouble for Schiller? But, forgive me for being blunt, if he were really angry, none of us could have left."

"Maybe you don't know how powerful the dream god really is. Whether it's dreams or reality, it's just a thought for him. He can create a dream where we all die at any moment and replace reality. Then, we would truly be dead."

"And if he wanted to deal with Schiller, why let him lie here? Don't you think the dream god, like you, doesn't kill people?"

Batman stared at him, and Constantine hesitated again before saying, "Alright, let's go to the Dreamland and ask. But it's better to go together; it can be quite dangerous there."

"Oh, yes, we should definitely bring that bomb with us. He will be our most powerful weapon. With him, our safety in the Dreamland will be guaranteed."

At first, Batman didn't realize what Constantine meant by "bomb." Then he realized that Constantine was referring to Clark. Batman wasn't too keen on bringing Clark along, but when he thought of Clark's role as a bomb, he realized that there might be no harm in it.

So, Batman called Clark and explained Schiller's current situation. Clark rushed to the scene, and when he arrived at the hospital, Schiller had already been moved out of the intensive care unit. Although he was still on a breathing apparatus, he didn't look as frightening as before.

Clark had a sad expression and asked, "What do you need me to do? I'll definitely save Professor Schiller!"

Constantine was about to suggest that Clark just needed to be a bomb, but Batman patted Clark's shoulder and said, "Next, we need to go to a potentially dangerous place. You'll be our firepower."

Clark nodded solemnly, his face filled with a sense of duty. When Clark, Constantine, Batman, and Victor all gathered, they began their plan to find Schiller's whereabouts in the Dreamland.

Meanwhile, after the high tower submerged in the sea of consciousness due to Cat's actions, it reappeared in a strange yet familiar place—the central roundabout of Gotham City.

Schiller pushed open the window and looked outside. This place was indeed the familiar Gotham City, with its rainy weather, terrible traffic, and the constant sounds of gunfire and cursing...

But the only difference was that all the residents living here were cats.

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