Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 89 Revenge or forgiveness

"Wait! Terry!"

Dick, who had been paying close attention to Terry's actions, saw Terry's back moving again, and quickly raised his hand and shouted.

Terry turned around in confusion, wondering why Dick suddenly called him.

Dick studied Terry's eyes, and then showed a look of ecstasy.

His bet was right, Terry's body was still dominated by the white personality at this moment.

"What's matter?"

Looking at Dick who ran up to him in three steps and two steps at a time, Bai was a little confused.

"You are... Bai? Right?"

Yo.

After receiving Bai's consent, Dick's nervousness finally relaxed.

As long as Black has no objection, White can stay until his own mental state cannot withstand the world's rejection of him.

Dick had a hunch that even Batman would care a lot about how Bai would answer, because Terry's and Bruce's experiences were too similar, but they gave rise to completely different 'answers' to the question.

"I always feel like what I'm about to say next sounds weird-"

Dick was a little unbelievable. The information revealed in this sentence was somewhat beyond the common sense of common mental illness research.

Dick muttered to himself, then took Terry's arm very enthusiastically and looked at him sincerely.

Faced with this question that seemed strange at first glance, Bai quickly took a look at Hei in his mind, and found that Hei seemed to be wandering around thinking about other issues, and then he switched his perspective back to reality.

"Now that you already know about our relationship, then...as much as Hei knows about this world, I probably know as much."

Then Dick suddenly realized something and quickly added: "I heard that you have only appeared for more than a week, so how much do you know about this world?"

"What do you think of this world?"

Bai's meaning is obvious. He and Hei can share a set of memories, but why would the same memory influence give birth to two completely different personalities?

Except for being able to think relatively humanely when it comes to issues involving Terry Bai, his outlook on life at other times is no different from that of the perverted murderer exemplified in psychology books.

Letting Dick always get along with Black Terry is like putting a normal person in a special prison in Arkham, making him eat and live with the clown every day, as frightening and painful.

After all, Black Terry's speech and behavior can clearly show that his way of thinking is very different from ordinary people in many places, and he has very explicit anti-social tendencies in his thinking.

Terry did not answer the question immediately, but asked Hei in his own mind with great interest.

Even if he had eaten and met with Batman, it would be difficult for him to withstand the mental pressure caused by getting along with Black Terry.

"I guess, if you please?"

Hei responded dully: "Well, it's not a bad thing to live in Gotham and let others think you are crazier than you really are."

"You even told this outside?"

"Thank God, I finally met you. Can I ask you some questions?"

There must be nothing special happening in Bai's world tonight, so it doesn't matter if he stays in Hei's world for a while.

"As for this world, I'm sorry, I can't say what this world is like.

The only memories I can see are my experiences in Gotham, and no matter how hard I try to be hypocritical or look through the dictionary to find a more euphemistic way of saying it, I have to admit...

Gotham is just so bad. ” ˆ ˆ Dick’s breathing became slightly faster. Bai’s level of cooperation was much higher than that of Hei. He had not tried to understand Hei’s thoughts from the root perspective before.

But no matter how he played straight or sideways, Black always gave him the only answers: revenge, Khorne and killing.

"So, do you hate Gotham?"

"It depends on what angle you look at it. If it's because of Gotham that Black became what it is today, of course I hate Gotham."

"No, no, no, I just want to know your attitude."

Bai thought for two seconds and shook his head.

"Then why do I hate Gotham? I didn't grow up here. All the ugliness that happens here is just a story for me."

Dick was stunned.

What does it mean not to have grown up in Gotham? Didn’t you just say that the only impression you have of this world is the memory of your upbringing in Gotham?
  Dick hadn't figured it out yet, but Bai seemed to have started talking, and the content he revealed shocked Dick more and more.

"My and Hei's growth experiences can be said to be completely opposite. After I became an orphan, it didn't take long for my uncle who was doing business abroad to find me and adopt me."

"He took me with him, cooked for me, taught me principles, and put me to sleep when I was sad late at night or had nightmares."

"He sent me to school, encouraged me to make new friends, develop my own hobbies, and worked hard to make money in business, constantly providing me with favorable living conditions."

"The environment where I grew up is very different from a place like Gotham, so for me, black is black, and Gotham is Gotham."

Dick felt that his mind had been turned into a mess, and he was stuck for a long time before he asked the next question with difficulty.

"Then, is your relationship with Hei a brother? A friend? Or something else..."

Terry answered without hesitation. After all, whether it was the Supreme Saint Ancient One, Mayfair, or the guy who claimed to be the original body, they had all reminded him countless times, including the profound understanding he had shared with Hei many times. .

"Black is me, I am black."

Bang!
  Dick felt as if someone had shot him in the head, and his ears were buzzing with stars in his eyes.

The relationship between black and white is completely beyond the scope of his life experience and common sense in psychology.

I thought that talking to Bai would make it easier to solve the problem, but now it is countless times more difficult than before.

Black in the spiritual world came back to his senses, saw Dick's reaction at this moment through Bai's consciousness link, and sneered.

This synchronization of souls from the same source, after experiencing unreserved sharing several times, the relationship between black and white has long been beyond the boundaries that can be separated by simple good and evil.

He asked Bai to regain control of his body. The curvature of his eyes and the accustomed position of the rest of his facial muscles changed within a few tenths of a second, and he regained his cold expression.

"Have you given up now? I've advised you to go back to the Batcave and squat by the fireplace to keep warm."

Dick watched blankly as Black Terry appeared in front of him again, and his body felt an inexplicable biting coldness following Hei's words.

But one of the few advantages Dick has learned from Batman over the years is that the more adversity he faces, the more he can grit his teeth and persevere.

"Let me ask one last question!"

Black's eyes gradually became impatient, but after sensing Bai's thoughts, he snorted and closed his eyes.

"There is a good person who has done good deeds almost all his life. Back then he only did one bad thing to you because he had no choice but to do one bad thing to you. Now that person is old and he may not be able to take care of himself in a few years!"

Perhaps this obviously provocative question would arouse strong resentment from Black, but Dick felt that he had to know White's judgment!

"Would you still choose to take revenge on that person?"

(End of this chapter)