[This girl seems to have a bit of severe PTSD.] Zhu Xiangshan said this in Jeanna’s brain, [If you finally find a psychiatrist, you should be able to introduce it to her.]
[PTSD? What kind of old-time nonsense is this? Some kind of cultural phenomenon?]
[Post-traumatic stress disorder, P-T-S-D!] Zhu Xiangshan felt incredible: [Don’t you even pay attention to this in your era?]
[What and what?] Jeanne hid herself in a corner and downloaded the data extracted by the Trojan from the local server.
[Some events will completely transcend a person's daily life experience and completely defeat a person's normal ability to deal with problems. Once such an event occurs, it will have a devastating impact on the human spirit. Even if it heals, it will leave wounds.
...Tsk, I feel like people of your generation don't quite understand this metaphor. To put it another way, the spirit was originally a transparent glass. Then one day, the glass broke, and then at this time, you used repair agent to glue it back.
Together, there will be traces left on the glass...]
Jeanne retorted: [Is it difficult to find an adhesive with a refractive index almost the same as that of glass? 】
Zhu Xiangshan was silent for a few seconds and said bitterly: [Well, ah, I praise materials science - but such glass cannot be used as an optical component of a laser weapon, right...]
[But the optical components of laser weapons are not originally glass, but artificial lenses, right?]
Zhu Xiangshan sighed: [I really miss it...I used to perform this kind of sophistry on TV. Anyway, this is not the point.]
[I roughly understand. You just want to say that Asga's guy has a mental loophole because of what happened at that time.] Jeanne said: [When the topic reaches this point, she seems to have completely changed. Extremely
Irritable and aggressive...]
[Psychologically, she is reliving the moment of being betrayed and purged by her superiors.] Zhu Xiangshan added.
Jeanne’s comment: [Sounds like a mental illness that only weaklings suffer from.]
The shock of Zu Xiangshan at this moment was clearly transmitted to the bottom of Jeanna's heart.
[I have heard of such a story, Jeanne.] Xiangshan said: [That happened in the old times. When there were no basic people. A hero who was entering his twilight years once saw a falling figure rolling on the ground.
Fragrant pear - a plant fruit with a shape somewhat similar to a grenade. Before he thought about it, he acted instinctively. He rushed forward and pressed the plant fruit with his body. He judged that it was a grenade.
, so I hope to use this method to reduce the casualties around me - for Homo sapiens, this means gambling with my own life on the survival of my companions.】
[This is a man with infinite courage. Even I may not have such courage. But he still has scars in his heart. Part of his soul remained on the battlefield and never entered a peaceful life. Even for such a brave man
, I will still feel fear because of an event like "war" that goes beyond daily life.】
Jeanne said: [I don’t think he is scared. 】
[Because his courage can defeat fear. But do you think that when he used his body to suppress the imaginary "grenade", his heart was filled with joy and happiness? Such a person can defeat the fear in his heart infinitely
.But this fear is still meaningless - in a peaceful environment, he does not need to have such fear. The hero does not need to carry out this futile "defeat". It is just that the scars in his heart refuse to believe that he himself has
Live in long-lasting peace.]
[In his decades of life, how many times will he encounter "small objects rolling off the ground" moments? At these moments, will the haze left by the battlefield flash before his eyes? And will he be able to do so only after he has overcome his own heart?
Continuing daily behavior? I hope not, I sincerely hope, it is just that aging has made him forget the peaceful life of decades first.】
[But, Jeanne, the human brain has a mechanism that triggers this phenomenon. There may be some basis for this behavioral evolution theory, and maybe it can bring a little survival advantage to our ancestors at a certain stage of evolution.
The brain was not born to make people happy. Human beings are shaped into courage through culture or self, which can only overcome, but cannot exempt people from the psychological trauma caused by this physiological mechanism.]
——Human beings want to pursue happiness, but the physiological mechanism that makes people born is not for people to obtain happiness...
An unusual sadness flowed into Jeanna's heart. Zuo Xiangshan had always strictly closed his mind. Jeanna could only feel hazy emotions. Only when the emotions were very obvious, certain thoughts would drift in.
Jeanne's heart.
Xiangshan felt from the bottom of his heart that "a certain fact" was sad.
Jeanne didn't fully understand it yet.
Jeanne asked back: [According to this statement, you should be more seriously ill. Xiangshan is even dead.]
[Unfortunately, I have no memory of death. This fact cannot traumatize me.]
[When I woke up, I found that I had been dead for two hundred years and even had a brain tumor?]
[Well, it’s quite impactful. But to be honest, it’s not as impressive as “The Eleventh Defeat of the God of War”. 】
Jeanna recalled the memory of Wu Zu that she had read, and said: [Do you ever feel that you are abnormal? You don’t look like a human being.]
[I am still a little conscious about this.] Zhu Xiangshan is very open-minded, [Since my youth, my "daily life" has been "changing the world" - this career runs through my family ties and friendships.
And love. I have sacrificed my life to it. My mental state is indeed...different from the majority of human beings. But you can never say that I am not a human being, my daughter. The minority is different from the majority.
Human beings, but they are also ordinary people.]
【hehe.】
[Okay, enough gossip. I have used my inner strength to help you sort out the data. There is still no trace of the Rangers. Within a few hours of the battle, no character who looked like a Ranger passed through this area. 】
Jeanna opened her eyes and walked out of the dark corner. Outside a corner, in a slightly more open area, Asga held her weapon in one hand and stood in front of the charging pile to charge herself. She seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness she had just felt.
, asked Jeanne: "Did you find anything?"
"There is none in this area, but..."
"Well, not having any clues is also a clue." Asjia agreed with this judgment, "If they haven't passed here, then the greater possibility is..."
"Near the ground area?" Jeanne asked.
Asgard said: "When I was free and bored, I went to the local forum to read. Some locals were discussing several high-level battles that took place near the ground."