"Damn it! You never told me I had to analyze it myself!" Bruce cursed the Beyonder inwardly, but the Beyonder said nothing. He knew there was no point counting on him for this part.
But then an idea struck him, and he asked, "Did Professor Schiller unlock this skill?"
"No, he can't unlock it," the Beyonder answered.
"So he can't perform psychological analysis right now?"
"Theoretically, yes."
"Then doesn't that mean he has no way of knowing whether I'm right?"
"That's possible," the Beyonder replied.
"Is he asking you whether I can't conduct psychological analysis right now?" Schiller was also asking the Beyonder.
"Yes. I told him you can't. You can't, right?"
Schiller tried to focus, but the noisy sounds that usually lingered around his ears and in his mind were gone. He could only say, "I really can't sense anything right now."
"Then you can only count on him."
"That makes sense."
The Beyonder was surprised by how agreeable Schiller was being, but Schiller clearly had his own plans. He said to Bruce, "Begin, Doctor Wayne."
The words "Doctor Wayne" made Bruce's skin crawl, but this was not the time to dwell on it. He carefully observed the woman's condition before saying, "She's extremely panicked. Fear has driven her into delirium, but the source of that fear isn't entirely what she has actually seen. Part of it comes from her imagination."
"From her behavior, we can tell that she believes what she fears is formless and intangible, and that even the gun in her hand can't deal with it. That has led to a deeper sense of despair..."
Bruce went on at length, and Schiller actually listened very seriously. Once he finished, everyone turned to look at Schiller.
Schiller's profession prevented him from casually judging the conclusions of a