Henry Foster likely exhibited symptoms of dissociative identity disorder earlier than we imagine. Shiller speculated, "Perhaps it wasn't after he learned of the sacrificial ritual, but rather, it began much earlier."
"He and his mother were completely dependent on each other. Although they lived in poverty, his mother loved him deeply. She loved him, yet she was incapable of changing their impoverished situation."
"This led to him developing a very complex psychological conflict. On one hand, he also loved his mother, but on the other hand, he resented her for not being able to provide a better life."
"This kind of ntality is actually quite common. Offspring of wealthy parents complain about their parents being busy with work, while those from poor families complain about the lack of money at ho. However, these are just ordinary grumbles. For it to escalate into an intense psychological struggle, there must be a trigger."
"For instance, he might have been discriminated against and bullied due to poverty, or because of family limitations, he missed the chance to change his fate completely. From then on, hatred overca both reason and morality, existing independently."
"Yet, his love and dependence on his mother were real. Years of depth of feeling couldn't waver so easily. On one side was deeply ingrained love, and on the other was overwhelming hatred. The collision of these two intense emotions would be unbearable even for an adult, let alone a child who had no way to resist."
"To resolve this complex conflict, the child usually chooses to separate the two thoughts. When he receives care from his mother, the loving side dominates; when he is bullied due to family poverty, the hateful side takes over."
"Such coping thods would lead to personalities developing different behavior patterns under each emotion. The loving side behaves like a good baby in front of his mother, while the hateful side secretly creates trouble for his mother."
"Over ti, the split in behavior naturally causes a split in consciousness. When the loving side dominates the body, the hateful side hides away. This leads to each side forming separate mories."
"Then, both sides feel as if another person has appeared inside their body, competing for control, and thus the struggle begins."
"If Henry is the hateful side, then Dr. Foster is the loving side. Their struggle might have started long ago, except neither were aware of it."
"Dr. Foster probably realized this earlier. Compared to the extre emotion of hatred, love's inclusiveness is stronger, and its behavioral capability should also be stronger. His personality was the one that beca independent earlier."
"I have reason to suspect that he and Manny set up a trap for Henry. The so-called sacrificial ritual to kill the mother never existed. They wanted to use the Array to seriously injure Henry, and then cast him out of the body."
"But why would Manny be willing to help him?" Arrogant asked, "The little girl doesn't seem very rational."
"It's precisely because she lacks rationality that she's easier to use," Shiller said, stroking his chin. "Manny's only goal is revenge. But there are many ways to seek revenge. Where do you think he got the idea to build a hospital to tornt patients?"
"Are you suggesting that Manny and Dr. Foster are working together? Manny helps Dr. Foster kick Henry out and lock him in the hospital, ensuring Henry won't bother Dr. Foster again. In return, Dr. Foster helps Manny establish a hospital to tornt the descendants of those villagers, taking her revenge."
"That's a very real possibility," Shiller nodded in agreent.
Right after he finished speaking, Shiller saw lines of text appearing one after another on the paper beside him:
"Final objective activated: Unravel the truth behind the plague outbreak at Magic Core Town and make your choice."
Shiller picked up the paper and looked at it. This ti the writing wasn't in Latin, but in English, in a rather standard print font. It was clearly issued by the Doujie System.
"We've reasoned enough," Shiller said. "Since it's a matter from 60 years ago, it shouldn't be hard to investigate. Natasha and the others should be back soon; we'll have them make another trip then."
After saying this, he stood up and went back to the counter to continue sorting dical records. Arrogant also seed sowhat bored, leaning against the bedside and saying, "I heard Loki has arrived?"
"Where did you hear that? You haven't left all day."
"I heard Thor's booming voice. I guess he must be tead up with Loki..."
Just as the two casually exchanged a few words, Henry approached and said, "Now that you've guessed it, how do you plan to help ?"
Shiller didn't mock him and simply asked, "Shouldn't you tell us first what you want to do?"
"I am the real Henry Foster. The life Foster lived should have been mine."
"Alright, even if what you say is true, more than 60 years have passed. Foster is already dead. Why don't you just consider yourself as him?"
"But that's not ! I've been trapped in this godforsaken hospital without seeing the light of day since he killed , while he's been out there enjoying himself!"
"Are you sure he's been out there enjoying life? Being a doctor these days is not easy..."
"Stop arguing with him," Arrogant said. "Doesn't he think he has a talent for being a doctor? Just let him try. There's the best surgeon in the world right here. Let him learn surgical skills from Strange, and he'll know where he stands, won't he?"
"Don't make trouble for ," Shiller refused, "Surgery is not a joke. Not to ntion other things, could he even make it to the operation table?"
"He's a Ghost, he can fly."
"He's a Ghost, how can he hold a scalpel?"
"Natasha is a Ghost too, and she can lift furniture. There's no reason Henry can't."
"You're just waiting for him to stir up trouble for , so you can watch scramble to clean it up, aren't you?" Shiller said with an annoyed roll of his eyes.
Then he turned to Henry and said, "You only see the thief eating at, not getting beaten. Since you think being a Doctor is so simple, I'll give you a chance."
"Start your internship in the ward tomorrow, be nimble, and don't let catch you causing trouble on the sly. If Dr. Foster could take care of you the first ti, I can do it a second ti. Don't look at like that; be grateful I'm not charging you tuition."
"But Foster..."
"Foster what Foster. You just keep looking at others. People earn their positions through their own efforts. Although you've turned into a Ghost, who says a Ghost can't be a Doctor? If you think you're better than him, then show so results. Then your picture could be the one hung on the wall."
After finishing, Shiller stopped paying attention to Henry. He had to finish reviewing these dical cases before dawn, correcting anything incorrect or non-standard in them so they could make ands next ti.
Case reports are an important link, similar to reviewing a ga after playing. Done well, they can quickly improve the skills of novice Doctors. At the sa ti, detailed records can also prevent so dical disputes.
Henry seed to be at a loss with these two people as well. With Natasha around, he couldn't fully control the hospital. His magic wasn't enough in front of Natasha, so he silently disappeared.
By the ti Shiller finished reviewing the dical records, it was still not dawn. Arrogant returned to his own psychological clinic, and Shiller then called out into the air, "Natasha, are you there? We still haven't finished discussing our previous matter."
Finding no response, Shiller didn't give up, he continued, "Thank you for blocking Henry's attack for us previously. I can tell you're not fond of him. But you still honor Dr. Foster's agreent. That shows you're a person of your word. I like working with people like that."
"The sa thing I've said before, so many years have passed. The tornt should be enough. Before, there was no one to help you run the hospital and it got into a ss, that was that. But now I'm here, and the hospital has a broad future. With good managent, it can make a lot of money."
"Although you are an Evil spirit, there are not many people in this world who fear Ghosts, and you can live just like a normal person, shopping and cooking..."
Shiller rambled on for a while, then he heard that ethereal little girl's voice in his ear saying, "Do you know what they did to ?"
A bit exasperated, Shiller thought, why do Ghosts sound like broken records? So he continued, "Yes, I know, they killed you for their own selfish gain, but after so many years, ashes to ashes, dust to dust..."
Here, Shiller's own voice gradually weakened. Seconds later, he "whooshed" to his feet.
At that mont, daylight had already broken, and Wanda had just co to work. She greeted Shiller only to see him staring blankly at her.
"What's the matter? Doctor?"
"How long does a Grand Mage live?"
Wanda was startled but replied, "They should live for several hundred years. I'm not very clear on this, but I've heard that the oldest Royal Tributor is over 700 years old..."
Shiller slowly sat back down. Only then did he realize that this is the Magical World, not a few hundred years where everyone from that generation would be dead.
Especially considering that those people used Natasha to divide up the Magic Energy Source and energy can significantly prolong the lifespan of carbon-based life forms. Those old folk are most likely still alive!
If it is so, then the previous speculations might have been off. If those Grand Mages are still alive, Natasha should have gone to take revenge on them, so what's she doing tornting ordinary people? Even if Natasha was trapped, Mr. Raven and Wood could contact the outside world. There's also Foster from back then; they had so reason to cooperate with Natasha. Natasha could have found a way to make them help her take revenge. So why wait until now?
Previously, Shiller did not intend to listen to what the Evil spirit had to say, since it was unlikely to be anything good and credible. But now it seems there's a reason Natasha keeps repeating this phrase; there must have been sothing Shiller didn't know about back then.
So he spoke into the air again, "What did they do to you? Tell in detail. Or you could just show your mories."
As soon as Shiller finished speaking, darkness fell before his eyes, and he entered a dream. But this ti, it was Natasha's dream—that which occurred after she was hung up and tortured by a group of people.
Previously it was Strange recounting the little girl's dream, but this ti Shiller entered personally, and he saw more details than Strange had.
Most of these people looked like ordinary villagers with signs of intense labor on their hands and feet and so shiftiness in their eyes. But there was one person who was different. He stood straight among the crowd, his chin clean-shaven and his beard immaculately grood.
This was definitely not an ordinary villager. Shiller thought, judging by the attitude, he seed more like a noble. It seems that the affair of the Magic Energy Source might be much more complicated than they had estimated.
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