Chapter 599 Who Can Destroy Schiller Manor? (Part 1)
"Okay, no more joking, tell me, why on earth did you bring him here? I think, even if you don't give him to me, he should have many better places to go. For example, Selena should
She will understand him very well, and Alfred should also like him very much." Schiller, lying on the hospital bed, looked into Bruce's eyes and asked.
Bruce winked, and Schiller waved to Merkel. Merkel walked over, closed the curtains in the ward, walked out, turned around, closed the door, and waited at the door to ensure that no one else would pass by.
"Is there any connection between the owl in A Thousand Cats' Dream and the owl in reality?" Bruce raised a very important question.
Hearing this question, Schiller frowned. The owl seemed to have disappeared from his life for a long time. Those idiots were either brought to the stage to kill each other, or they were trapped underground until their heads were wet. There was nothing to do.
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At this time, Batcat made a sharp cry. Schiller understood what he said. He was asking: "There are also owls in the real world?"
Bruce briefly explained to him about the Court of Owls. Batcat shook his head and said: "If, as you said, they are just a group of wealthy businessmen secretly controlling this city, they are not the same as the owls in my city.
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"You have also seen before that the owls in Cat City Gotham have frightening dark energy. To be honest, if it weren't for you, my stage alone might not be able to completely eliminate that power."
"If they can't be wiped out at once, they will come back soon." This bat cat shows a much more mature personality than Bruce. He is not afraid to admit that his strength is not enough, or that something is wrong.
There are actually difficulties.
However, his tone has always been calm, not worried or pessimistic. After all, for Batman, no matter how bad it is, it can't be worse than dressing up as a clown and hiding in the sewer.
"Magic Owl, wait... Dark Owl Priest." Bruce said as if he suddenly remembered something, "Do you remember before? I was tracking the ghost mother named Laurenna."
Schiller recalled for a moment, and he thought of what Bruce was talking about. At that time, there were also several murders that looked like serial murders. These three murders were like copying each other's homework, and the more they copied, the worse they got.
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Behind this bright line, there is also a hidden line, that is, the Dark Owl Priest reached an agreement with a ghost mother named Laurenna. The ghost mother used candy to sacrifice the souls of the children. Behind this is the Dark Owl
The priest is playing tricks.
When Batman was investigating this matter, he found traces of this group of dark priests from the history of the Wayne family.
Moreover, according to their speculation at the time, Schiller's umbrella might have been made by the Dark Owl Priest. After all, if they were really just wealthy businessmen, they would not have any mystical means to create an umbrella specifically designed to deal with the rain in Gotham.
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Gradually recalling these details, Schiller looked at Bruce and asked: "Do you suspect that the dark owl priest in reality has invaded the dream?"...
"Yes, all this is a bit strange. If it is just a simple racial war between the cat tribe and the bird tribe, then the sourceless dark energy cannot be explained."
"The cat tribe that occupies the entire world has not cultivated any occult attributes. It makes no sense that the owl living in a corner has mastered such powerful energy."
Schiller also thought about it and said: "It seems that the whole city has problems. Even if there is Gotham in the cat's dream, it should not correspond to each of you one-to-one."
"Even the incident of Victor's wife being frozen was recreated. If it was really a dream dreamed by a cat, can they really understand the concept of freezing his wife?"
As he thought more and more deeply, Schiller discovered more and more different places.
It seems that Cat City Gotham is like a city in a ridiculous children's animation. In that style of painting, many people will only sigh at the magic and cuteness of cats' dreams. But after leaving that dream, many things will change.
It has to be a little weird.
The Dream of a Thousand Cats is obviously a dream dreamed by a cat, which means that everything in it should be from the cat's world view. It is difficult for humans to understand how cats think. The same goes for the other way round. There are two kinds of dreams.
Completely different creatures cannot share the same worldview.
The cities and citizens in human understanding may be very different from the cities and citizens in the eyes of cats. Domestic cats may think that the kitchen cabinet at home is a city, and stray cats may think that puddles on rainy days are rivers. If it is really made by cats
How could a city appear in a dream that is so in line with the human worldview?
Not to mention, in the cat's world view, it is impossible to have such undying love as Mr. Freeze. The mating of felines is all due to their biological instincts, and there is no such thing as love, let alone
There are no moving stories about life and death.
Even the dreams dreamed by Catwoman Selina may be a bit more wild and imaginative than those of humans. The cats in Gotham dream about the entire city of Gotham in the human worldview, which sounds very flawed.
This thing looks more like a cat animation created by people with a human worldview and living in human society.
This kind of plot is very common in many animated movies. They apply human worldviews to animals and express their thoughts in a more tactful and cute way. But in fact, if animals really dream, they don't
Anyone who would dream of such a scenario is all based on the fantasy of human society.
"Actually, I've been thinking..." Schiller casually picked up Batcat in his arms, scratched the cat's neck, and then said, "Is it an accident that the dream of a thousand cats suddenly dragged me into its dream?"
"There is no need for the Dream God Morpheus to lie. If he had attacked me on purpose, he would have laughed at me loudly, but judging from his reaction, it seemed that the Thousand Cats' Dream's sudden move was beyond his expectation.
, then this is very problematic.”
"The Dream God has a strong control over dreams, and he understands the Dream of a Thousand Cats better. He regards this as a cat's prank, but we cannot see it that way."…
"There is no doubt that Thousand Cats Dream is very powerful. If something really invades Thousand Cats Dream, then they must want to use such a powerful thing to do something..."
"Do you still remember that legendary story?" Schiller asked himself and answered: "The earth was originally ruled by cats. The dream of a thousand people covered the reality, and the cat always wanted to rewrite reality through the dream of a thousand cats."
"Once someone controls the Dream of a Thousand Cats, they may be able to use the contents of the dream to overwrite reality again."
Bruce showed a solemn expression and said: "So, they first created a cat city Gotham in their dreams, and then fully transformed the city, created puppets, and ambush their people. Once they master the thousand
Cats of cats, use this dream to cover reality, and the real Gotham City will fall into their hands..."
At this point, Bruce couldn't sit still. He said: "Professor, I gave this cat to you because I hope we can work separately. I will investigate the traces of dark owl sacrifices in the real world. The bat cat can learn from dreams.
Find their clues."
"After all, if Batcat dreams again, he should return to the Dream of a Thousand Cats. After all, he is a cat now, so he can travel between Gotham in the real world and Gotham in the dream world."
"However, I don't know much about the dream world, so I can only leave it to you. If something unexpected happens to him in his dream, you can still sail the boat to bring him back."
Schiller pondered for a moment. He couldn't care less whether those hateful owls wanted to destroy the world. The key point was that they once sold Schiller an umbrella that was destined to break.
Moreover, the umbrella in Schiller’s hands now doesn’t know when it will break. If we can get their umbrella-making technology, then if the umbrella breaks, we can repair it ourselves.
Schiller touched his chin, looked at the bat cat in his arms, thought for a while and said, "Okay, although I have never had a pet, I can try it."
"Isn't it just raising a cat? How difficult can it be?"
When Schiller finished saying this, he didn't see Bruce, who had already stood up and left, with a complicated expression on his face, obviously thinking of a certain gem lover.
An hour later, Schiller stood under the chandelier in the hall of his manor, looked up at the black cat on the chandelier and said, "Get off here!"
The black cat turned a deaf ear and swayed the chandelier back and forth, as if it were sitting on a swing. When the chandelier reached a high point, he jumped out with a "swish", stretched out his sharp claws, grabbed the oil painting hanging on the opposite wall, and shouted
A sharp and harsh "bah" sound.
Schiele covered his ears. After Batcat scratched open the oil painting, he got into the small space behind the frame and found a key.
Holding the key in his mouth, he returned to the chandelier again, this time shaking it from side to side. After shaking it, he jumped to the railing on the second floor, then came to the door frame, then opened the door with the key in his mouth, and stood at the door and shouted.
, he said: "Thirty-five rooms... only this one has the best strategic location, I want it."
"Merkel! Throw him out!" Schiller pointed to the door.
Merkel, who had just walked in with her luggage, looked at the crystal chandelier with fallen crystals, the scratched oil painting, and the door surface with deep claw marks. He swallowed and said:
"No, Owl, you can't choose that room. That's the guest room designated by Mr. Wayne. He said that the strategic location is the best..."
The Bat Cat yelled again, and then directly started to scratch the door panel. When its sharp claws first came into contact with the paint surface, it made a heartbreaking sound, followed by the harsh sound of wood shavings.
With a "swish", Schiller disappeared. Batcat jumped back on the spot, avoiding Schiller's arm that flashed over and grabbed his arm, then jumped to the window sill in three steps and two steps, and walked along the window sill to the balcony.
, jumped directly from the balcony of one room to the balcony of another room.
Schiller flashed again, and this time he caught the bat cat, but his posture when holding the cat was wrong. The flexible feline twisted its body hard and escaped from his arms.
Then, Batcat looked at the room and said: "Since I have already chosen the other room, the strategic location of this room is actually good, and I also like the decoration style, so let's go here."
As soon as he turned his head, he saw Schiller staring at him coldly and said:
