Chapter 2243: Late Autumn in Jincheng (Twenty-Six)

"Your biological parents had an interaction with the god behind you now." Schiller looked at Pamela and said, "I guess you may have been chosen before you were born."

"Your parents did offend someone. The enemy broke into your home, and when they opened the door, they saw you first."

"There are not so many romantic killers in this world. Opening the door and killing all living creatures is the best way to silence them. It is conceivable that he shot, but you did not die, he died."

"The moment they saw his death, your biological parents realized something. It was probably a wish they had not fulfilled, and it was probably an unknown god they had tried to contact. In short, they understood that retribution was still a wish. Came to the door."

"As ordinary people, they can only move you with them in the hope that a new environment can get rid of these troubles. Of course, they are not that naive. This is just preparation for what they will do later."

"They may have had partial contact with the occult world and know that there must be someone who can solve your mysterious spirit. They may have tried to contact these people. The result is of course that the god who chose you will not let anyone ruin his good deeds."

Pamela was stunned.

"The matter of a cross-city vendetta is untenable. To reach this level of grudges, the Isley family should have had a place in front of the godfather. If not, how could the gang go to Chicago just to kill two people?" Ordinary people."

"Of course, he arranged your adoption. The most suspicious thing is that you mentioned that your adoptive mother tried to get pregnant when she was 42 years old and she succeeded."

"I would venture to guess that this was a turning point in your life. In the past, your adoptive mother placed all her hopes on you and had no expectations for herself."

"But suddenly, she met the true love of her life, and even had a child with him. A happy life was in front of her, but there was an extra person in it."

Pamela looked confused, but she still turned away her eyes, frowned and said with disgust: "Whether you use mind reading or not, don't read my heart. It makes me feel naked and vulnerable, and I want to vomit."

"If you don't change your fascination with crazy people, I'm afraid one day you will really have nothing to hide." Schiller said.

Then he went on to analyze.

"The sudden arrival of the child gave her a glimmer of hope. You became the person who was disliked by everyone, because she could only place her hope on you. Even if you didn't do well, she could only be secretly angry because she I still have to point at you.”

"But now that she has new hope, she can vent all her resentment against you on you. She began to abuse and beat you continuously, leaving many scars on your body."

Pamela sighed softly and said, "That crazy woman."

"Then as expected, the father of the child in her belly disappeared and the child could not be saved, so you became her only hope again, but you still behaved very badly."

"So she finally went crazy and desperately wanted to exchange you for what she wanted. She gave you to a man, a married man."

"As a result, this man's real wife rushed in. A man who can contact your adoptive mother is probably a habitual offender. And his real wife can't bear it, so naturally she can't do it with bare hands."

"She rushed towards you with a murder weapon, but you were defenseless, so the scene when you were a child happened again. She attacked you, she fell, and you didn't remember anything. You always thought you killed her. people."

Pamela's eyebrows knitted together tightly, as if she thought Schiller's words were nonsense, and she really didn't have any evidence.

Pamela wanted to concentrate on thinking about the clues in her life, but the high fever made her dizzy and unable to put the scattered pieces together, and the more she concentrated on thinking, the more headache she got.

Dimly, she heard a voice.

"...I'm here to protect you."

Great, now the evidence is conclusive.

Pamela jumped up from the bed almost immediately, threw the quilt back, and roared into the air: "Protect me?! That damn crazy woman's daughter found me and asked the media to write me down A bitch who seduced my stepfather and framed my adoptive mother! This is all because of you!”

"I'm afraid Mr. Green of All Things will say that you are too arbitrary." Schiller showed a smile and said unhurriedly: "Shouldn't you think that this is the ugliness of human nature?"

"Fuck humanity! He can control me to kill so many people. Who knows if he was the one who started the conflict between my parents and that killer?! Who knows if he also arranged for that crazy woman to choose me? ! And that weird stepfather and child, it’s all his fault! What does it have to do with humanity!”

Schiller applauded.

"It was so exciting, miss, I almost had to remove you from the main course."

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Pamela's head, instantly extinguishing her anger and making her feel cold all over in the warm bedroom.

She actually cursed in front of Schiller! And this was despite having just offended him once with inappropriate curiosity!

Pamela instantly took two steps back, her whole back pressed against the wall and said: "Sorry, Professor, I mean... Sir, I think there is no need to resolve the grievances between the two of us with you. Maybe we can... …”

Schiller pointed at the bed and said, "Lie down and rest. Your psychology professor doesn't want you to have a seizure after a high fever."

Pamela felt weak all over at this time. She was originally supported by the breath in her chest. After the breath dissipated, nausea, dizziness, weakness, and cold sweats came together.

But the flame of anger was not completely extinguished, supporting her not to fall down, so she supported herself on the edge of the bed and slowly half-knelt down, half of her chest lying on the corner of the bed, her neck drooping and retching.

She felt a pair of hands holding her up, turning her over and pushing her onto the bed, applying a towel on her head, and feeding her some salty and sweet warm water.

"I admit that this is a grudge between the two of you." Schiller's voice sounded vaguely in Pamela's ears, and then became lower and weaker. She felt Schiller talking to her ear.

"But according to me and your psychology professor, your psychology level is not enough to fully understand the truth of this matter. Perhaps with my explanation, you two will have a relatively fair understanding of the truth."

"You must be thinking, even if he chose you, why did he do this to you? You are very smart, Pamela, think about what he has been guiding you to do, think about how he manipulates you."

The voice became more and more turbid, and it formed a huge vortex in front of Pamela's eyes. She saw too many fragments of memory in it, and her physical discomfort made her thoughts too confused, and she could hardly make sense of it.

"What did you see?"

"Plants, lots of plants."

"What else?"

"People."

"What's the relationship between them?"

"Very bad, humans always destroy plants." Pamela's chest was heaving violently, but she couldn't open her eyes. She said, "They don't need it, but they wantonly destroy and destroy."

"What about the plants?"

"All destroyed, all in a mess, they were wailing, I heard it, I heard it, he threw the pot of flowers into the ditch, but it was all his greed, it was all..."

Pamela muttered in a low voice, her body began to heat up again, obviously she had a fever again.

Schiller pushed aside the vines spreading under the bed, wiped Pamela's sweaty forehead with a towel, then leaned over and said in her ear.

"Your parents' credulity and carelessness, your adoptive mother's abuse and madness, are all just his way of making you see the ugliness of human nature and completely lose trust in your kind."

"Your indifference is not innate, but imposed on you by him. In order to prevent you from connecting with other people and making you unable to experience emotions and love, he will never stand on the side of humans."

"He wants to separate you from the human group, make you lonely and helpless, and thus become a believer of plants..."

"Schiller, what are you doing?!!!!"

A roar came from mid-air, and countless vines twisted into a huge green shadow in Schiller's garden, and the green of all things descended.

Schiller watched Pamela slowly stand up, took another towel from the side and wiped the back of his hand, and said without turning his head: "What am I doing? Of course I am repeating your conspiracy."

"What conspiracy do I have?!!" The Green of All Things roared: "I didn't know her before she went to college! Didn't you negotiate with me to make her the spokesperson for plants?!!!"

Schiller nodded lightly, "Yes, these are all made up by me, or you can interpret them from a more professional perspective-this is 'hypnosis'."

The Green of All Things was shocked by his shamelessness.

About half an hour ago, the Green of All Things wanted to find his own agent to do something, so he tried to contact Pamela, but found that he couldn't get in touch with her.

This is not the first time that this has happened. Often Pamela is busy, and the Green of All Things is not in a hurry, so he goes to do something else.

But after a while, he still couldn't get in touch with her. The Green of All Things looked at Pamela directly, but found that he couldn't see anyone, only a hazy fog.

The Green of All Things felt a little shocked.

He hurried over, and saw Schiller taking all the blame, and putting it all on his head.

This time, the Green of All Things was not lying. Although Poison Ivy was indeed special and the Green of All Things had long favored her, one thing must be made clear: Poison Ivy was a plant protectionist before she was chosen by the Green of All Things.

The Green of All Things was not so hungry that Pamela in this universe had not yet planted plant toxins or even finished her studies, and forced her to become a contemporary walker. Swamp Thing was still alive.

As a result, when the story came to Schiller, it was abruptly turned into that the Green of All Things destroyed Pamela's family in order to cultivate an extreme plant protectionist. The Green of All Things could not afford this black pot.

And what made the Green of All Things so angry that his head was smoking was that it was Schiller who negotiated with him in the beginning, so that Pamela, who had not yet been poisoned by the plant toxins, became the agent of the Green of All Things.

Among all the universes, Pamela from this universe was the first to start work. Green of All Things didn't even require her to work full-time. She was given a lifetime contract for part-time work and her salary was paid in advance. Is there a boss in the world more conscientious than this?

In the end, I became the mastermind behind the scenes? Is there still law? Is there still reason?

Wait, Green of All Things suddenly remembered, when he looked at Pamela just now, did he see a cloud of fog?

Who said before that the dragon from the source of darkness formed a dark council, which was nothing but a bubble and a black shadow, and a ball of fog?

The Green of All Things suddenly realized that Barbatos was you again!