The Days of Being King Elden in American Comics

"Okay...thank you doctor."

"Wait a minute, don't leave in a hurry. I usually go to Chinatown to buy some wolfberries and drink them when I have nothing to do. It's good for your health."

"Arouse?"

"Wolfberry! Geou dog, come together, wolfberry."

"Yeah, I understand doctor."

Barry Allen pushed open the door and walked out.

Almost at the same time, the door was pushed open.

A man with a slightly stooped body and a twitching expression from time to time entered the room.

He caught a glimpse of Klein in the center of the room, and a hint of amusement suddenly appeared on his face.

"Kline, this is Mr. Lex Luthor. Recently, their company has focused on developing brain medical research on adolescents. I brought you back this time to let him take a look at your illness."

Bruce follows closely behind.

"Why are you wearing Dr. George's clothes?"

George stood on one side, looking embarrassed, but couldn't say much.

After all, everyone here is a shareholder of Arkham. As a junior doctor under his command, he has no right to speak.

Luther clapped his hands gently and said excitedly: "Lively, out-of-the-box, and has a certain sense of resistance. He is strong and strong. It seems that the brain tumor has not affected his daily actions."

While clapping his hands, Luther approached Klein.

He suddenly felt that the young man in front of him was very good!

Unknown, complex, and diverse characteristics can be seen in the young man, but they are not his only characteristics.

"You are like an unsolved difficult equation. I really want to unravel your secret little by little..."

Klein's eyes met Luther's.

There was no cowardice in the eyes of the young man in front of him, there was no twinkle in his eyes, he just stared at Luther.

"Okay! I would like to ask Mr. Wayne and everyone to leave the room first. I want to conduct a simple psychological evaluation on him and perform an external pathological analysis on his brain disease!"

"Yeah." Bruce reluctantly walked out of the room, stared at Klein inside, and made a cheering gesture.

"Oh my god..." Klein was a little embarrassed by this shameful gesture.

"You're already in your thirties, why don't you be so disgusting..." Klein thought to himself.

"bingo!"

Luther snapped his fingers.

"Time is precious, so I won't talk nonsense. Your consultation this time is 1000 million US dollars per hour. Of course, I will make it worth it for you!"

Luther pushed all the books off his desk and sat on them proudly.

"My name is Lex Luthor, and my hobby is candy, especially brightly colored candy."

"What about you?" Luther asked, wanting to stimulate Klein to take the initiative to speak.

"Klain Kane, he will probably be renamed Klein Wayne in a few years. His hobbies are black stockings, big boobs, bunny girls, dancing, roller coasters, deep-sea poisonous dragons, and the two realms of ice and fire..."

The corners of Luther's mouth twitched slightly, and there was a sudden smile in his eyes.

"Interesting, I can see that you are not lying. You are not one of those rich second-generation dudes who deliberately make up stories to deal with doctors. You really like those."

"Yes, I don't like to lie."

"Uh-huh..." Luther tapped his fingers gently, and the tone of his mouth became soft and rhythmic.

Hoo ho ho....

"I think 90.00% of men are interested in romance, but I happen to be the 1%..."

"I know a few gay bars that are pretty good, and there are a few gay guys who would really like a young guy like you." Klein said.

"Haha... interesting. Your thinking mode is a bit too out-of-the-box, as if you have many personalities. Let me see if you have a split personality."

Luther's tone was fast and slow, and his voice was very low, as if he was constantly breathing into your ear.

A sticky sound in the mouth, plus a delayed expiration sound.

And the beep-dip...dap-dap tapping sound made Klein actually feel a little sleepy.

"Relax, tell me where is the weirdest area in your head, where is the pain point?"

This kind of radiating self-consciousness makes the pain points fed back by self-awareness the most accurate.

But not everyone has this kind of hypnotic ability that is close to mind control.

It not only requires long-term practice, but also requires basic talent.

"Here, right here..." Klein was drowsy, his eyes blurred.

"The brainstem area? But the pain point would extend to the upper ear area. This is unreasonable, huh?"

After a short observation, Luther realized something was wrong.

"Your heartbeat is at 35-40 beats per minute. Have you ever used strengthening medicine?"

"Yes, I have used..."

Luther felt that things were becoming more and more interesting. He could discover other things for himself besides the brain tumor problem.

These are all secrets and gossip, and he cannot miss them.

"Which type?"

"Medicine...blue...a lot..."

"Relax, recall slowly, and recall carefully."

Klein was lost in thought, and after a few seconds he said: "Randall Clinic, No. 14, Holy Oak Street, New York. He prescribes Dali Pills. One pill lasts for three days."

"?"

Luther was a little confused as to why this kid didn't play his cards according to the routine.

Or is it true that a powerful pill can have the effect of a super serum, making people's body functions stronger and at the same time slowing down the heart rate to 35-40?

"Ah!" Klein sneezed, and then said: "Sorry! I was about to fall asleep. The sleep-aid ASMR you've been talking about sounds good, but what you ate last night should be Steak, there must be minced vanilla in the drink, I'm a little allergic to that stuff...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh but there's minced vanilla in the drink, I'm a bit allergic to that stuff... cut it!

"Sleep aid?"

Luther's hypnosis can make patients with amputated limbs forget their pain and directly perform surgery without anesthesia.

For brain research, Luther's studio has recently reached the top level in the world.

"I'm almost dozing off. Mr. Luther, please go out and close the door for me. I'll take a nap..."

"Okay..." Luther suddenly became a little distracted and slowly walked out of the door.

At the same time, Klein felt uncomfortable all over.

He almost got hit just now.

"Not only was he hypnotized by words, but he also sprayed a special fragrance on his body. The smell combined with his tapping sounds and his weird tone made me lose consciousness for a moment, and he clearly pointed out the pain points in my brain. ..."

Originally, Klein could have asked Luther to continue asking. This method of 'self-diagnosis' might actually be effective.

Even if you can't cure your brain tumor, you will still have a clear understanding of the disease.

But Luther is obviously dishonest, and he also wants to extract other secrets from Klein.

"Maybe it was these questions that triggered my defense mechanism and made me wake up..."

Klein, who has the highest level of Wisdom and Trust, has a large degree of immunity to the telepathy effect of the American comic world.

But this kind of physical hypnosis made him really hard to guard against.

"Lex Luthor? You're a bit dangerous... Otherwise, I'll kill you..."

Klein sensed that this man posed a great threat, so he immediately took out his staff and was about to use gravity magic to crush Luther to death.

The next second, the door was pushed open, and the person who came was Bruce, who looked helpless.