Clark pursed his lips, lowered his head, and said in a low tone, "There are many sports students in Metropolitan University, and about half of the people on the track and field team are professional sports students."
"Their training is very hard, almost 365 days a year. The training intensity is very high, the duration is very long, and they are easily injured."
"Before, the senior who brought me into the club once told me that this road is not easy to walk, and it is almost sacrificing lifespan in exchange for grades."
"Some people have been training hard for several years, but are unable to participate in large-scale events due to injuries. But after missing this time, they will never have the chance again. They can only return to their own town to become a physical education teacher, or change careers.
Something else.”
"I am not a sports student, nor do I have any professional sports training background, but I can easily run much better than them. The coach praises me for my talent and that I am a genius, but I always feel guilty.
"
"Because I don't rely on hard work or even talent. I am completely different from them. They think this is already a very talented performance, but in fact, I have been working hard to restrain my strength. I can do it.
There are much more than this.”
"The way they look at me contains jealousy, envy, and some anger and malice, but I can actually understand that if I were in their place, I might not be able to control my mentality well."
"You know what? The coach asked me to participate in a long-distance running competition. When I refused without thinking, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at me."
"For them, the opportunity that requires hard work and great effort was rejected by me."
"But, I have no way to explain it. I can't fly into the air and tell everyone, 'Look, I'm a freak'..."
Clark became a little excited. Obviously, he had been holding these words in his heart for a long time. He said as if to vent: "They don't know that I have encountered many difficulties before. I am not the kind of person who gets something for nothing and pretends to be arrogant."
People, but..."
Schiller looked at Clark with his eyes. After Clark noticed his look, his voice slowly disappeared, and then he looked into Schiller's eyes, waiting for him to speak.
"I understand everything you said." Schiller turned over a page in the medical record, and then continued: "You are different from ordinary people, and you have abilities that exceed them. When you accidentally show this ability, what will happen to you?"
Ordinary people have reached a very high position in society."
"People in the same field have to work harder than you to barely reach your position. They may even spend their entire lives unable to do it. You feel that this is unfair to them."
"However, you also feel aggrieved by their malice towards you, because it is beyond your control. Although you have abilities beyond ordinary people, you also have your own troubles. You feel that they will not understand you and will only think that you are a
Bastards who don’t know how to appreciate their talents.”
"You can't talk about this special ability in a big way. It may be to protect yourself or your family. This causes the whole thing to fall into an endless loop. No one can escape from this kind of thing.
Get positive emotions from it.”…
Clark nodded, indicating that Schiller's summary was correct. He seemed to have a lot more to say, but considering Schiller's identity, he decided to swallow those fragmentary thoughts.
"Can I ask you a few questions?" Schiller said, looking Clark in the eyes.
Clark nodded, then Schiller asked:
"When you first discovered that you had abilities beyond ordinary people, was your first reaction happy or horrified?"
"Fear." Clark answered quickly and without thinking at all. "When I first discovered that my strength was amazing, I was so frightened that I thought I had a terminal disease!"
"How old were you then?"
"Uh... I don't remember much, but I must be less than ten years old, right? I think I found it when I was carrying haystacks to the warehouse with my father."
"Although your mind was immature at that time, it also shows that before that, you lived in a relatively simple environment of human society."
"Yes, at that time, there were not even comics in our town. The only reading material I had was the newspaper delivered once a week, which only talked about some happenings in the metropolis."
"When you first profited from this power, did you feel ecstatic or proud?"
Clark tried to think back, then shook his head and said: "I remember that I should have helped my father push his tractor out of the mud pit. I was a little happy, but I couldn't say that I was ecstatic at all."
Schiller did not say anything more, but continued to ask: "If you were sure that this ability could allow you to rule the world, would you do it?"
Clark shook his head and asked with some confusion: "Why should I rule the world?"
"Don't you have any fantasies about using your special abilities to rule the world and gain the highest status, power and wealth?"
Clark thought about it carefully and said: "My mother often told me that people who want to rule the world are bad guys. In order to realize their evil plans, they drag many innocent people into wars. I have nothing to do with such people.
I have a good impression, and I don’t want to be this kind of person.”
Schiller touched his forehead, looked at some data recorded in the medical record, sighed, and asked the last question:
"Do you think you are a god who comes to earth to do good things, or a good person who happens to have super powers?"
"I..." Facing this question, Clark hesitated.
The light from the desk lamp shines on the side of his face, making his facial features appear more three-dimensional and his eyes deeper. The reflection on his eyelashes is like starlight falling into the sea. At this time, it is because the owner is unstable and is trembling slightly.
"Okay, you don't have to give an answer to these questions. You have a long, long time to think about it slowly."
"In other words, thinking about these questions when you make every decision will help you establish a stable personality."
Schiller closed the medical record and said: "Psychotherapy is not about me asking questions and you answering them, but the questions themselves are the answers I give, and it is an idea I provide you."
"I like to encourage patients to find answers from their own thinking, rather than me forcing a certain way of thinking on him."…
"What about you, Professor? If I asked you these questions, how would you answer?" Clark quickly grasped the point of the matter.
Schiller raised his eyebrows, seeming to be very interested in Clark's reaction. He touched his chin and said, "I didn't expect you to be quite suitable for studying psychology."
After hearing this, Clark finally felt a little better. He said: "As I said before, I am quite interested in psychology. I think it is very interesting to observe other people's behavior and speculate on their thoughts.
.”
"So..." Clark looked at Schiller, wanting to hear his answer.
"The society we live in now was built by ordinary people. The reasons why ordinary people built such a society are very complicated in history, but one of the reasons is that individuals are not capable enough and need to cooperate with each other to achieve success.
Survive in the wilderness."
"Therefore, in the process of building society, people have different social divisions of labor because of their different specialties."
"But turning this theory upside down, it can also be seen that human individuals cannot be omnipotent because individuals are weak, so they need to be divided into different social divisions to improve efficiency and survive."
"If human beings could not eat or sleep, or be as powerful as you, fly at will, or have infinite wisdom, then every individual human being could adapt to any job, and survival would no longer be a problem, then society
Maybe it would be another way.”
"The reason why you don't adapt to living in this society is because this society itself was built by creatures that are weaker than you. All the structures here are within the scope of their imagination, and their imagination is based on
above their own capabilities."
"It is completely normal for you to feel uncomfortable. If a person goes to live in a wild animal society, he will definitely not adapt."
"If you live in a society made up of beings that are more powerful than you, you feel like it's natural to sacrifice some of your own traits."
"For example, a disadvantaged group in society may be more willing to sacrifice his dreams and do some more practical work, even though he doesn't like the job."
"But your situation is the other way around. All creatures in this society are weaker than you. When you are in a strong position, you will instinctively feel that this kind of sacrifice does not exist. Since I am so strong, then I will
You have to choose everything, but in reality, it doesn’t work.”
"It's the same above and below the standard line. If you want to integrate into ordinary society, you have to make sacrifices."
"So, when I use my special ability to gain an advantage, I don't feel ecstatic. The reason is that when you use this special ability, you are essentially putting yourself above the standard line.
, when you gain benefits, you must sacrifice something."
"The benefits gained are obvious, but the sacrifices are not so easy to see, until in the end the sand gathers into a tower, and a result is difficult to satisfy."
"So, every time I use this ability, I know clearly that this is an exchange, and I don't feel proud of it."…
"Zweig said that all gifts given by fate have already been marked with a secret price."
Clark said while thinking: "So... I used my ability to gain an advantage in long-distance running competitions, and the price I paid was the change in the attitudes of the people around me."
Clark frowned and said, "But I don't need to gain an advantage in long-distance running, and I don't get any benefits from it."
"That's because you are a person who does not seek fame and fortune. Think about it, if you are a person who pursues fame and wealth, you can become a world champion by just running around, gain both fame and fortune, and enjoy the applause of the audience. For them,
Isn't this the best gift?"
"That's right." Clark nodded, he thought again, and then continued: "So, before I use my superpower to do something, I should think about the benefits I can get and the price I need to pay?
"
"What do you want most?" Schiller asked another very philosophical question.
"I..." Clark hesitated, this question was a bit too broad for anyone, and he said: "I don't know in the future, but now, I want to go home and eat the pie made by my mother, and eat it with my father.
Chat, or help on the farm, just relax."
It can be said that Clark was very clear. He continued with this sentence: "Well... I can do all this now, such as flying out of this window right now, and then flying back home."
"No, no, I can't do this. I can't explain to those two weirdos just now why I disappeared. I feel that if I'm targeted by them, something bad might happen."
"Besides, the school has regulations. There may be a bedtime check tonight. I don't want to get a demerit. Also, my parents will be very angry if they know that I ran away from school."
Clark immediately shook his head and said: "Forget it, it's okay to go back later. The vacation is still very long anyway."
After he said these words, he froze and thought for a moment, and then said: "Oh my god, I feel like things have become clearer."
"Originally, I struggled with this matter for a long time. I thought, the snow disaster is not my fault, so it's okay to use my ability to go home for a while."
"God's Coming"
"But now that I think about it, compared with the consequences, I'd better endure it for a while longer."
