MTL - As Superman’s Younger Brother, I Became a Native of the Motherland-Chapter 276

Billy shook his head in frustration.

"I didn't want to fight, but now it's like this. People from the motherland used to be my idols."

"Idol?"

Hal glanced at Eric who was leaving, "Then you spent an unforgettable night with your idol tonight. Well, I'll take you home!"

"I don't want to go home right now."

Billy rejected the green light to send him home, rubbed his chest, and said to him, "I want to stay temporarily, I mean I don't think the people of the motherland are necessarily bad people."

"Even if he beat you up like that?"

Hal felt that the other party's brain circuit was a bit strange.

But seeing the young face of the other party, it became clear again.

After all, he is a twelve-year-old child, so it is not surprising that his way of thinking is different from that of adults.

"He is a native of the motherland and can defeat the existence of aliens. I don't think there is any problem with this. I know he has a bad temper."

Billy scratched his hair and said to the green light, "Can I ask you a question now?"

"what is the problem?"

"You said just now that the people of the motherland can stop the world's wars, is that true?"

Hal was silent for a while, then said, "I can't be sure, but I can only think about everything in the right direction."

"If that's the case, maybe it's not a bad thing for a native of the motherland to become Mr. President."

Billy said to Green Lantern: "Then the answer I've always hoped for has a general answer, although I don't know if this answer is correct, but I can only temporarily follow the path indicated by this answer. ”

"You're just a child, you don't have to think about it so much for the time being."

Green Lantern looked at Billy pretending to be a little adult and said in a low voice.

Chapter 307 It's Not I'm Crazy It's You Crazy

Smallville Asylum.

Lex, in shackles, was lining up to get his medicine at the window.

Due to his failure to escape from the mental hospital last time, he has been severely punished for this, and has recently been operating in shackles.

However, he still prefers the punishment of being shackled to being locked up.

At least it would make him feel alive instead of being locked up in a place with no sunlight, waiting for his body to mold and rot.

"Next!"

The middle-aged woman at the window shouted at the team.

Lex shuffled to the window, dragging the shackles on his feet.

"Mr. Luther, if you spit out the pills again, I'll put a bottle of pills in your mouth!"

The middle-aged black woman spoke to him viciously.

She knew that Lex Luthor often spat out the pills dishonestly, so she threatened him.

Ignoring the threat of the black woman, Lex took the tray, picked up the water glass on the tray, put the two pills in his mouth, swallowed them at once, and then opened his mouth to show the other side.

The black woman looked at it carefully, and after confirming that there was nothing in Lex's mouth, she nodded and let him go.

Dragging the heavy shackles, Lex moved slowly down the corridor.

He wants to go to the common room to watch TV.

That was the only way he could get in touch with the outside world.

After walking to the lounge, he leaned on the armrest of a chair and sat down slowly.

Taking a few breaths, Lex turned his gaze to the TV screen.

On TV, it was reported that Eric was in the fight against terrorism, and the terrorist attacks on Gotham and parts of the metropolis were carried out against superpower criminals. The motherland government sent superpowers and troops to suppress it.

Looking at the superheroes fighting with green light all over their bodies and green beams from their rings on the TV, Lex shook his head.

"President?"

Looking at Eric's back that appeared on the TV, Lex remembered the illusion he had seen.

I was sitting in the office of the White House. Outside the White House was a gloomy sky, with dark clouds shrouded in it, as if a storm was about to come.

Then he walked out of the office by himself, and the ground outside became a place where sunflowers were blooming.

He stretched out his hand to touch the sunflower, and suddenly found that the sunflower he touched quickly withered and disappeared.

After the sunflowers disappeared, the ground became a pile of bones.

"Snapped!"

A hand suddenly touched his shoulder.

Lex came back to his senses from the memory and found that standing in front of him was the administrator of the mental hospital.

"It's time for the psychiatrist's consultation, don't be in a daze, come with me!"

The somewhat obese manager nodded towards Lex and motioned for him to follow him.

The mental hospital has a psychiatrist treatment session every week, and everyone is regularly evaluated by a psychiatrist, and Lex is no exception.

Although he doesn't think so-called psychiatrists can treat him.

Dragging the shackles on his feet, Lex followed the opponent step by step.

Walking to a door, looking at the little sunlight emitting from the room and the pitch-black iron door in front of him, Lex suddenly had an ominous feeling in his heart.

"Squeak!"

The iron door opened slowly, and Lex saw the people inside.

In front of the iron table, a woman's figure sat there.

The woman wearing a neat psychiatrist costume and a pair of black-rimmed glasses is looking at herself with interest.

Lex did not know the other party, but he clearly felt a dangerous aura from the other party.

"Who are you? I remember that the psychiatrist who came last time was not you."

Sitting down and facing the woman, Lex asked with a frown.

"It's me from now on."

The woman smiled at Lex, "You can call me Doctor Quinn."

"Doctor Quinn?"

Lex repeated, "So you're now in charge of mental health assessments for the mentally ill here?"

Dr. Quinn, also known as Harley Quinn, showed a wicked smile and said to Lex, "Yes, of course that includes you, Mr. Luther!"

"I'm not mentally ill, even if I used to be, but now I'm cured."

Lex tried to appear normal.

If it was the previous violent temper, he must have stood up and vented his anger at the other party.

But now in order to be able to go out, he has learned to pretend.

"I've made a lot of mistakes in the past, when I was very grumpy and my mood was so bad, that made me start to doubt myself and even people around me, including my father. Now I know it's mine. The problem, I can now look at the things around me very calmly, and I have returned to normal."

Lex tried to keep his tone calm and non-aggressive.

"Really? Let me see your previous file."

Harry pretended to open Lex's file.

Since she was a psychiatrist before she met the clown, she is now playing the role of a psychiatrist again, which is very handy.

"You've claimed that your father, Lionel, together with his partner, killed your grandparents, your father's biological parents, in order to get their inheritance. That sounds really creepy. , Are all of you Luther family so fond of chasing power and money? Or is this the nature engraved in your bones?!”

Harry leaned in front of Lex with great interest and asked him in a low voice.

"That's just my fantasy, I had some problems with my mental state during that time. I had a problem with my father, but it wasn't real. But you can't ask someone with a mental problem either, right? You are responsible for everything you say? Don't you?"

Lex said to Harry calmly.

"Not necessarily, if sometimes the harm cannot be avoided, then hide the truth under the firewood, don't speak for yourself, and wait for someone to find out and publish it for you."

Harry smiled slightly and said to Lex: "To judge whether a person has a mental problem, it is not by the logic and orderliness of his speech, nor by whether that person chooses to be as mediocre as ordinary people, but by his Is there any madness in the eyes!"

Licking her lips, Harry leaned in, bringing herself closer to Lex's face.

"I saw madness in your eyes, it was more abnormal than any normal person, if you could hide this madness, maybe I would be deceived by you, but now the emotions in your eyes are all overwhelmed I catch it."

Harry stretched out his finger and pressed it lightly on Lex's right eye.

"That's ambition and unwillingness, but also desire for the world. If you go out, maybe your madness will infect more people, and even let the world be infected by you, and then move towards a more fun situation."

Harley became excited, "Haha. That's what I want to see. After all, how could there be someone like you in this world?!"

Looking at Harry who was laughing, Lex stood up in horror and took a step back.

With suspicious eyes flashing in his eyes, Lex asked the other party, "You are not a psychiatrist, who are you?"

"I'm a psychiatrist, the kind with a certificate, and the kind who was specially invited to diagnose you."

Harry's smile grew wider.

"Mr. Luther, my diagnosis to you is that your mental illness is still very serious, so these days, if you want to go out, you have to escape from prison."

Harley Quinn speaks words that frighten Lex.

"No! You can't do that, I'm normal! On the contrary, it's you who's abnormal! You lunatic!"

Lex couldn't hold back the bad mood in his heart and roared at Harry.

"Even if you pretend to be a doctor, I can feel your madness! You are not a doctor, you are not a psychiatrist who came here to diagnose, you are a guy here to spread madness!"

Lex roared at him.

"Look what this world has become, a person who shouldn't have appeared, and then ruled the earth, and you are so addicted to it that you refuse to see how our world works! Everything is ridiculous! You are crazy, not me, and you still want to lock me up! Never—impossible!"

Chapter 308 Under the stormy seas

Looking at Lex who made a roar, Harley Quinn did not show any anger or fear, and still looked at him with a smile.

"Mr. Luther, you look angry."

"Yeah, I'm outraged because you're all pretending you can't see what's going on."

Lex still faced Harley Quinn aggressively, "Let the sensible people be locked in the cage, while the crazy people are unscrupulous outside, isn't this world completely crazy?"

"That's not my concern, in my opinion, it's fun when the whole world is crazy."

Harry stood up and walked towards Lex, "When I was a simple doctor, I thought the world was a little monotonous, but it's because of you crazy people that I find it more fun."

"Of course, I'm also the crazy person who joined society."

She added, "But. One thing I have to remind you, if you continue to lose control like this, or figure out any way to escape, then these mental hospital people will have more interesting ways to deal with you, such as Electric shocks, which expose your heart to high electrical currents, and may dull your little head a little."

Harley's disguised identity as a psychiatrist is gradually exposed, and she begins to show her crazy nature.

"Or, you will lose a little memory. I love this torture experience, it makes you feel like a part of your body is gradually deprived, if you experience it once, you will love this torture experience ”

The smile on the corner of Harry's mouth became more and more crazy, and he continued to launch a verbal offensive against Lex.

"And I have to write on your psychological evaluation report, you have quite a lot of dissatisfaction with the current motherland government, and now you, Mr. Luther, are still a sociopath!"

Facing the increasingly crazy Harry, Lex calmed down instead.

"I know you wouldn't do that, and if you wanted to write a bad review on my assessment report, you wouldn't waste your time telling me so much."

Lex saw through Harley Quinn's purpose at this time and whispered, "What is your identity and what do you want to do?"

"I'm just an insignificant person, but my psychiatrist is not a fake."

Harry licked his lips, "I can't find my little pudding, and the city of Gotham has changed so much that I don't know it, so I desperately need to make some changes. At least the clowns help, I don't. make it disappear."