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After the dense fog surrounding the top of Wayne Tower had dissipated again, Jason stood next to the machine, rubbing his eyes in a daze. When he looked again at King Robin sitting in the chair, he was greatly startled.
But at that moment, a figure flew in through the broken window—it was Little Bruce, who waved at Jason, and Jason walked over to him.
"What's happening? I remember using the Freeze Gun to immobilize King Robin, I forced his plan out of him, and then I brought him back to Wayne Tower…"
Suddenly, a slight noise came from behind, and when Jason turned around, he saw Shiller removing the helmet from King Robin's head.
"Wait, Professor." Jason seemed to be coming to a realization. He said, "That thing can't be removed, otherwise he might wake up."
Shiller shook his head and said, "No, he won't wake up, his mind is in a very distant place now."
Jason was still confused and said, "What's going on here?"
"Just a little blind eye technique, that's all," Shiller said calmly. "Truth and falsehood, falsehood and truth, that's how it is."
Jason looked towards Little Bruce, who sighed and said, "Alright, I'll explain it to you."
In fact, the situation was not as simple as it seemed. Little Bruce had observed Shiller's entire operation, watching intently as King Robin played himself into a trap.
First, Shiller took advantage of King Robin's personality traits and created an illusion to lead him into a wild goose chase. This wasn't beyond Little Bruce's expectations; if he were in Shiller's place, he would deal with King Robin in the same way. After all, such people's psychological weaknesses are nearly written on their faces—they crave attention, and without it, they feel unbearably miserable.
Moreover, they are excessively arrogant, convinced they can defeat any opponent head-on. So, despite the disgust, they would doggedly pursue the dead end to its conclusion.
Initially, Little Bruce couldn't see the point in what Shiller was doing. Although it did unsettle King Robin psychologically, it didn't cause him any substantial harm. Although it left him somewhat worn out, it didn't reach the level of psychological trauma.
Then Mr. Freeze and Professor Pig made their entrance. Note that these two are real and not an illusion. Shiller emphasized at this point that the fog couldn't simulate living people, but Little Bruce was skeptical.
At first, Little Bruce thought their appearance was meant to further break down King Robin's psychological defenses, using mockery to trigger a breakdown and cause him to make forced errors.
At the time, Little Bruce thought this tactic wouldn't be very effective. If King Robin could be taunted into a breakdown that easily, he couldn't have survived up to this day.
But Shiller's purpose wasn't so complicated.
These two were indeed real, but only Mr. Freeze was the real Mr. Freeze—Professor Pig was Clayface.
This also explained why after Little Bruce fired the gun and when the two exited the scene, they could retreat unscathed despite being bloodied; it's a trick in Clayface's repertoire. You can even see a bloody firework display if you wish.
The reason for Mr. Freeze's presence was to observe the equipment King Robin had at his disposal. When King Robin encountered them, it was unlikely he wouldn't have his weapons ready. Mr. Freeze is an expert in physics and mechanical engineering. Although he could only look and not touch, he could mimic the style to a considerable degree.
This mimicking was then applied to the supposed energy core that Mad Hatter, who came out later, claimed was provided by King Robin.
And King Robin was right in his judgment. After the interlude filled with the voices of Thomas, Martha, Mr. Freeze, and Professor Pig, he was indeed in the fog.
But the Mad Hatter was real, he was the actual person, Teige, and the machine was real too, a brainwave invasion device created by Teige. So King Robin could see the countless details in the machine, and its principles were correct because the machine truly could invade brainwaves; only the so-called energy core was a replica based on the drawings sketched by Mr. Freeze.
All of King Robin's attention was on the brainwave invasion device. He glanced at the energy core and thought it matched his own style and didn't scrutinize it closely.
The machine and Mad Hatter Teige's exit were illusions simulated by the fog. Again, not to overstate it, but any gory scene is not hard to simulate.
Then the fog did truly dissipate, and afterward, King Robin planned to capture Jason, and the episodes of him personally coming near Jason were real.
Then came a move that made the observing Little Bruce slap the table in amazement. Shiller stealthily infiltrated King Robin's fog simulation device and carefully controlled the scope of the real fog within the simulated fog.
That is to say, King Robin created a device to simulate fog, while the real fog was hidden within the simulated one. King Robin thought the fog was of his own making, so he stood in it without hesitation and opened fire.
And unsurprisingly, the entire process from Jason being struck down to him taking Jason back to Wayne Tower was an illusion.
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What was even more marvelous was that Jason, who had not been knocked down, also entered the illusion.
From King Robin's perspective, it was he who successfully ambushed Jason, took him back to Wayne Tower, pressed him into a seat, and used Jason's brainwaves to enter Batman's Psychic_Battlefield.
However, from Jason's point of view, it was he who successfully counter-ambushed, shot King Robin in place, extracted his conspiracy after interrogation, took him back to Wayne Tower, and pressed King Robin into a chair.
Subsequently, an even more ingenious arrangement emerged—one person sat and truly entered the Psychic_Battlefield, while another stood and watched him enter.
Regardless of whether it was the seated or the standing person, both were actually observing the entry into the Psychic_Battlefield in first-person, so no matter who was standing or sitting, they saw the same scenes, which made it impossible to determine who had won or lost.
So a problem arose, in fact, it was Jason who had won, so the one who entered the Psychic_Battlefield was King Robin, but King Robin thought he had won and believed that it was Jason who had entered Batman's Psychic_Battlefield, so the image that entered was Jason.
Because, in King Robin's illusion, he saw Jason opening that door, and in his mind, the one who should open the door was Jason. Since it was the mind that infiltrated, the mental image was Jason.
At first, Little Bruce didn't understand why Shiller had gone to such lengths. Was it just to transform King Robin's image into Jason's? What was the necessity of this? Could it be that Batman would let his guard down because of this image and open his heart?
And believe it or not, it really did happen.
From the consecutive doors King Robin opened, Little Bruce sensed something was amiss. This didn't seem like any Batman's Psychic_Battlefield he knew of; it was all a mess.
What confirmed Little Bruce's belief that this was not a normal Batman's Psychic_Battlefield were those piles of papers. No mentally stable Batman could possibly write such disordered sentences.
When King Robin with the image of Jason crawled out from that pile of papers, he saw the opposite door open, and a blue-eyed youth stared blankly at him, the two stared each other down.
"Hmm? Jason, were you just talking?"
When the decoration above King Robin's head was removed by Shiller, King Robin came to his senses, only to find that his position with Jason had been switched.
How could he not have noticed that he had fallen into a trap? His image immediately changed back to King Robin.
To his surprise, the youth across from him heaved a sigh of relief, waved his hand, and said, "Good, it's just an enemy. I was saying Jason wouldn't evaluate my thesis like that; he's a polite kid."
Then the youth started fighting with King Robin.
But in fact, King Robin wasn't completely outclassed; he had come as a complete psychic entity and naturally possessed complete abilities. However, just as the fight was halfway through, a large fly suddenly appeared and knocked King Robin over with a swing of its wing.
What's going on? Beelzebub looked around and finally set his sight on the youth and asked, "What's the matter? Bruce, didn't you say your pile of rubbish thesis memory had overflowed again? Where is it? Hurry up and get rid of it, I'm busy."
Bruce pointed to the room about to burst—actually, it had already burst because King Robin had opened a door—and then said, "Over there, please take it away."
Beelzebub quickly took away the pile of papers, flying away while saying, "Even though I can't understand what you've written, the taste of Batman's psychic energy is not too bad... By the way, next month is my birthday party, don't forget to come. Of course, don't bring that old antique Uriel with you, we've got to celebrate to the fullest."
Bruce waved his hand, and after Beelzebub had left, he started examining the unconscious King Robin. He tied the opponent up with something and waited for him to wake up. Then with some confusion, Bruce asked, "Who are you? How did you get into my Psychic_Battlefield's memory module?"
King Robin really wanted to know the answer to that question as well, but looking at the unfriendly expression on the opposite side, he could only stiffen his neck and reply, "I am King Robin. I… you… wait a second, you're Batman, why do you look so young?"
"I'm not that young anymore." Bruce said, shaking his neck, "I'm almost 30."
King Robin thought to himself, but you look like a carefree teenage loiterer.
"So how exactly did you get in here?" Bruce frowned, thought carefully for a moment, and then as if having an epiphany, said, "Oh, I remember now. Because when Jason is having nightmares, his psychic self always comes knocking on my door, so I added him to my whitelist."
"Wait, you actually disguised yourself as Jason Todd to sneak into my Psychic_Battlefield, you're too despicable!"
"I… I also… I…???"