Chapter 291: Entrusting Great Responsibilities to This Person (1)

Chapter 291: Entrusting Great Responsibilities to This Person (1)

"Willpower is actually a very broad concept. It can be simply summarized as the quality of people making a determined decision for a certain goal and being able to mobilize all emotions and thoughts to achieve that determination." Schiller's voice echoed in the empty theater. Although he was discussing somewhat mundane concepts, the intonation of his speech allowed people to continue listening.

"This concept also encompasses other aspects, such as self-control, mental stability, coherence of thinking, and concentration, among others..."

"All of the above are not lacking in Batman. He possesses an extremely fast speed in making decisions, a strong focus on the goal, a smooth thought process to analyze the advantages and disadvantages of the goal, and the perseverance to see the goal through to the end. However, even if he can accomplish all of these, it still falls within the realm of ordinary individuals. The true power of willpower goes beyond that."

"It is very difficult for a person to believe in an entirely unachievable goal and persistently strive towards it. For instance, hardly anyone would believe they have four eyes, or that their head is square, as these are obvious facts. Even if they have entertained thoughts about what it would be like to have such conditions in their minds, you can try to imagine it..."

Soon enough, Victor had two additional eyes on his forehead and asked, "Is that how it is?"

"Yes, it's thanks to your rich imagination. However, let me tell you that you don't actually have four eyes."

With a "bang," the two extra eyes on Victor's forehead disappeared again. He paused for a moment, and Schiller explained, "This is the struggle within dreams. You imagine having four eyes, but I tell you that you don't. At a certain moment, your imagination was shattered, and as a result, the corresponding form in the dream vanished."

"Because you inherently know that in the real world, you only have two eyes. The majority of people are the same. They may have dreamed of having four eyes, but when they awaken, they can only laugh it off, thinking they had an absurd dream."

"But if you genuinely believe that you have four eyes, then what I said earlier, that you don't have four eyes, becomes ineffective, and you will still maintain the state of having four eyes."

"On the other hand, you can do the same to me. For example, you can claim that my head is not an Earth instrument..."

Victor took a deep breath, focused his attention, and said to Schiller, "Your head is not an Earth instrument. No human head can be an Earth instrument. You are aware of this..."

However, Schiller remained unchanged. The Earth instrument on his head continued to rotate slowly. Victor crossed his arms and asked him, "So, do you truly believe that your head is an Earth instrument?"

"That's right. In simpler terms, I have hypnotized myself, making myself believe in things that are fundamentally impossible. This allows you to possess more powerful abilities in the realm of dreams."

"In other words, this is a confrontation between the upright and the reversed. I firmly believe that being cut with a knife will not cause harm, while you firmly believe that using a knife to cut someone will result in injury. When our two perspectives clash, what you believe becomes a reality in the actual world because, in reality, stabbing someone with a knife does cause harm and makes the other person bleed. However, what I firmly believe is almost impossible to occur..."

"For someone in the upright position, it is easy to believe in something that aligns with their common sense and memories. Conversely, for someone in the reversed position, it is challenging to believe in something that contradicts common sense and memories. So, if you were to conjure a

knife and attempt to cut me, attacking would be easy, while defending would be difficult."

"Similar to the situation Batman is currently facing."

As his words faded, the play on the stage had just begun.

Batman noticed distinctions among these killers. The one with the chainsaw appeared to lack sufficient combat skills. When faced with Batman's lightning-fast lower-body attacks, he didn't know how to dodge. The red monster with iron claws was the skinniest of the group but possessed the ability to teleport.

The white-faced man and the hockey-masked man were both tall and large in stature. They wielded their weapons with incredible speed and had defensive capabilities in combat. However, there were differences between them. The white-faced killer had a background music that induced a feeling of tension and anxiety in Batman, whereas the hockey-masked strongman possessed immense strength and was immune to pain and injury.

After a few more strained attempts, Batman's field of vision started to darken, and his conscious space gradually collapsed. Eventually, he fell into unconsciousness.

Upon awakening, Bruce felt his head throbbing as if it was about to split open. Nonetheless, he resisted the discomfort and activated the precautionary measures, confirming that he had indeed returned to reality.

For some reason, he began to feel somewhat relieved. The human brain's self-preservation mechanism caused people to forcefully slip into a coma when they overexert themselves. If he were to open his eyes now and see those monsters standing at the door, he wasn't certain whether his willpower alone would sustain him to mount a counterattack.

Bruce took a deep breath. Just as he was about to lie down on the bed and regain some energy, he heard an urgent phone ring. He mustered the strength to sit up from the bed, making his way unsteadily down the staircase to answer the call.

Gordon's slightly anxious voice resounded from the other end, saying, "The leader of the Lawrence family is dead, and the Twelve Families have started to riot. Batman, Gotham needs you."

Bruce replied, "I'll be right there."

His incredibly hoarse and weary voice startled Gordon, who asked, "Are you alright? Why does it sound a bit..."

"I'm fine," Bruce assured him. Just as he was about to hang up, he heard Gordon exclaim, "Oh my God! Why is that lunatic on television again?"

"Batman, hurry over here. That maniac with clown makeup has taken over the television station once more! God knows what he's planning to do!"

Shortly after, over the phone, Batman heard the sound of the clown's voice coming from Gordon's television: "Batman! I have prepared a big surprise for you!! Hahahahaha!!!"

At that moment, an alarm in his room upstairs went off, forcing him to climb to the second floor and retrieve the gauntlet from his Batman suit. Amidst the cacophony, Jason's voice, somewhat immature, came from within:

"Batman, are you there? We're trapped. Can you come here?"

"Trapped? What's going on?" Batman inquired.

Then Sliphead's voice followed, saying, "Someone is pursuing us. We've taken refuge, and although it's relatively safe for now, there's nothing here. Can you come as soon as possible?"

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