Were there demons in the world?
What kind of demons? Metaphorical demons? Or demons in the religious sense?
Gu Jun knew how to understand it, which was part of the evaluation, because personality theory believed that the questionnaire could reflect the consciousness of the person being evaluated and the motivation system of self-attribution. What he thought of after listening to the question would determine how he answered, which would reflect his personality characteristics.
And now, he thought of demons in the religious sense … This made him pause slightly. Demons that could not be understood with current scientific knowledge, did they exist?
A few months ago, he would have said no, but now, when it was almost the fifth second, he answered, "Yes."
Gu Jun answered, and the three reviewers continued to write on the document. He did not know what the standard answer to the question was. Generally speaking, if the answer matched the standard, it was two points, the opposite was zero, and the difference was one point.
The square-faced man on the left asked again, "Do you want to go to heaven after you die?"
"Yes."
"A stray dog fell into the sea and drowned. Does this make you sad?"
"Yes."
"The death of a stranger makes you sadder than the death of a dog?"
This was a strange question. Different situations would have different answers. Gu Jun suddenly thought, What if the person was a murderer, and the dog was his good friend? Why would I think that first, instead of a good person and a bad dog? Do I think the dog is more likely to be good than the person?
Is this my psychological tendency … Gu Jun could only answer, "Somewhere in between."
"Do you like passion?"
"Somewhere in between."
"Do you think crazy people are disgusting?"
"Yes and no, somewhere in between."
No matter how Gu Jun answered, whether he frowned in thought or blurted it out, the three reviewers remained expressionless, and the tone of the square-faced man did not change.
"As a doctor, would you save a bad person's life?"
Gu Jun paused again. This was a moral question. The standard answer was to save, because saving people was done by doctors, and judging people was done by judges. But reality would not always be so simple. There would be situations where he did not want to save people. Gu Jun said, "Somewhere in between."
"Do you think the past is real?"
Another strange question. Gu Jun thought of many things and even thought of the double-slit experiment in quantum mechanics. "Somewhere in between."
"Is knowledge the greatest power?"
Gu Jun was silent for two seconds. "No."
"Do you desire power?"
"Yes."
"Do you care about the profound meaning of life, the end of science, and the truth of the universe?"
"Yes."
"In order to obtain these answers, will you disregard everything?"
Gu Jun was silent again. Regardless of everything? What a heavy word. But to know the answer to everything … "Somewhere in between," he answered. He could ignore himself, but he did not want to hurt others.
"Do you believe in family?"
"Yes."
"Do you believe in friendship?"
"Yes."
"Do you believe in love?"
Gu Jun stopped. Love? This was even more complicated. He felt that all love had conditions, but could conditional love be considered love? He answered, "Somewhere in between."
"Do you think there is a higher truth above human beings?"
Gu Jun stopped. Humans were so small, how could they have understood the highest truth. "Yes," he said.
"Can that kind of truth surpass family, friendship, and love?"
He did not know when, but Gu Jun had accumulated a heavy dark cloud in his mind. He exhaled softly. "Somewhere in between."
The square-faced man made another stroke on the document.
One question after another rang out in the evaluation room, and Gu Jun kept answering them within 5 seconds. The more he answered, the more he felt like he was stuck in a rut. Even he himself had noticed his own thinking pattern, but he felt like it was a little strange. He was not as clear as he thought he was.
He also began to understand this unusual personality test more and more.
Common ones like the "Cartel's 16 Personality Factor Questionnaire" tested 16 root traits, such as gregariousness, intelligence, stability, skepticism, and fantasy. The "Eysenck Personality Questionnaire" tested three personality dimensions and a validity scale. There was also the "Minnesota Multiple Personality Inventory" and so on …
But now, the scale he was taking seemed to measure his understanding of human beings, otherworldlings, matter, spirit, right and wrong, good and evil, right and wrong, and then evaluate his personality type. He did not know what kind of personalities he had in the secret department.
This question and answer session lasted for more than half an hour. Gu Jun probably answered more than three hundred questions.
"Do you think you are important?"
"Somewhere in between."
When Gu Jun finished answering this question, the square-faced man nodded slightly. "Okay, the questionnaire is over." However, the test did not end there. The square-faced man said, "Student Gu, next I will say a word. You have to use this word to quickly say a sentence within two seconds."
Gu Jun nodded in agreement. This was the projective test, which reflected the characteristics of the subconscious.
"Then let's begin," the square-faced man said. "Great."
"This is a great work." As soon as Gu Jun said it, he realized that he did not say "great person", but "work" …
"Indescribable," the man said again.
Gu Jun thought about it. "That woman's beauty is indescribable." Was this a reflection of his subconscious sexual urges? No, he thought about it. This was subconscious.
The square-faced man obviously noticed it as well. Two seconds was a very short time, even shorter than the three seconds used in the general word association test. Very few people could answer subconsciously, even if the thinking was involuntary. But if one answered consciously, the subconscious could not be tested.
"Student Gu, please answer within one second after listening to the question," the square-faced man had no choice but to request.
The wrinkled man in the middle and the long-faced woman on the right looked at each other. This was the first time Gu Jun saw such rich expressions on their faces.
What they wanted was the subconscious, the subconscious.
Gu Jun silently said to himself, "Don't act so tough, or else how will they look at the previous judges?"
"Death," the square-faced man said.
"To live or to die, that is the question." Gu Jun blurted out. But this was bad … It was still subconscious, and he had been led astray by Cai Zixuan's Shakespeare.
The square-faced man did not write down any notes again. Instead, he picked up a stack of white paper and a ballpoint pen, stood up, and handed them to Gu Jun. "Student Gu, let's do the drawing. Then I will play some pictures on the screen. You have to keep looking at the screen and say what you see in the pictures. Keep drawing, don't think, don't stop. "
"Okay." Gu Jun took the paper and pen. He knew that even if he only drew a messy coil, in the eyes of a psychologist, his subconscious activities could be analyzed. He did not doubt the ability of this secret department in this aspect.
He took a deep breath and watched as the square-faced man pressed the remote control. The television screen on the other side of the wall lit up again.
The first picture was of a dark sky with dark clouds everywhere.
"Sky, dark clouds," Gu Jun said as he looked at the screen, and the pen moved randomly on the paper. Because his conscious attention was focused on describing the pictures, his right hand that was constantly drawing was controlled by his subconscious.
The pictures on the screen continued: a bloody guillotine; a pile of corpses; a blue sea; a close-up of a fly; a black and white picture of a little girl by the wall …
He kept describing the changing pictures, and kept drawing. He did not know what he was drawing, and he did not have the slightest idea of what he was drawing, but his mind was a little restless.
Gradually, the square-faced man looked at the paper in Gu Jun's hand, and his eyebrows slightly furrowed. The deep-wrinkled man and the long-faced woman both stood up and looked at him.
"Student Gu, that's enough. You can stop."
The screen in front of him suddenly lost its image and turned dark. Only then did Gu Jun come back to his senses. "Oh …" After drawing for a while, his right hand actually felt very tired, and he noticed the change in the square-faced man's expression … Gu Jun's head sank. 'What did I draw?'
He looked at the drawing paper in his hand and saw a line of crazy handwriting made by a blue ballpoint pen on the paper. The handwriting formed the foreign language.
It was a line of foreign language that he could understand.
Eerie, strange, and twisted.
"The fruit of darkness grows from the abyss of eternity, and the worms of death will live with heaven and earth forever."
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