Chapter 600 Who Can Destroy Schiller Manor? (Part 2)
In the elegant English-style study room, the faint morning light shines in through the dark red curtains. The smooth wooden floor has been well maintained, and every trace of wood grain is clearly visible.
Dots of light shone through the gaps between a row of solid wood bookshelves and display cabinets. When they fell on the figure in front of the desk, they illuminated the pattern of his pajamas and the black cat he was holding in his hand.
If there was no previous story, this scene could be seamlessly connected to the "Godfather" movie, but the truth is that one person and one cat fought all night, and no one had a good sleep.
In the end, the two of them fell asleep in the study, not because they turned enemies into friends and established a friendship, but because Schiller finally couldn't bear the bat-cat tearing up the house, so he knocked him down with crazy wine, and the two went to sleep.
Hit.
Raising a Batman?
When you hear this question and seriously think about the possibility of its implementation, and even feel a little ready to do it, you can only say that although people are free to have pets, it is still recommended to see a doctor.
Batman's character is quite cool in comics. Many readers just like this kind of dark, invincible Riddler-style protagonist. However, if you put it in reality, it is not surprising to be beaten three times in one trip.
Many people hate the Riddler trophy in the Batman game, and even shouted the slogan "The Riddler gets out of Gotham". But if your relative, lover or even pet is Batman, it is equivalent to having to do riddles every day.
There are hundreds of human branches a day, and they will be refreshed the next day.
The makeup of Batman's personality is doomed. If he appears next to you, within three days, you will send him to a mental hospital. This is enough to show his lethality.
So, what will be the combination of Batman's character and that of a cat? The sleeping person and cat on the chair in the study have already explained the answer. Even Schiller cannot stand such a pet.
As mentioned before, when Schiller had nothing to do, he filled each room in his manor with a lot of puzzles, and then relied on his flashes to come and go as he pleased, regardless of Merkel's increased workload.
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Such a large manor is simply a natural cat paradise. If it were an ordinary cat, it would be enough to play for a long time just by pushing bottles, smashing dishes, scratching walls, paintings, and doors.
However, Batcat is a cat who has escaped from vulgar taste and has no interest in pushing plates off the table. However, these puzzles left by Schiller are just in line with his preferences, so while scratching the door, he also
Solved all the puzzles left by Schiller.
Schiller's puzzles are basically set for people. He has not considered that cats will solve these things. Therefore, when the bat cat cannot do certain actions of humans, he will take some more violent measures.
Ways of destruction.
The mess left behind is nothing. Merkel will take care of it anyway, but the damage often brings a lot of noise. Except for the hour when Schiller was close to falling asleep, he spent the rest of the time looking for sounds.
Go catch this noisy bat cat.
It can be seen from this that Schiller has never had a pet. When faced with a noisy cat, the best way is not to catch it, because that will make it think you are playing with it, and then it will become more noisy...
Schiller didn't understand this truth, so he could only take some extra-ordinary means, that is, get him into his own thinking palace, and then fight with him.
Unsurprisingly, Schiller won the battle, but anyone who has ever owned a cat should know that winning once does not mean the end, it just means that a long battle has just begun.
After several days of such human-cat fighting, Schiller finally couldn't stand it anymore. He went to the headquarters of the Green Lantern Corps, picked up Pikachu who was working in the Green Lantern furnace, and then placed his hope on the snarling yellow-skinned electrician.
Rats can defeat bats and cats.
Ten minutes later, Pikachu, who was jumping up and down after being chased by Batcat, yelled: "Schiller!
What on earth are you thinking?!
How could you!
Make a mouse!
To deal with the cat?!
!”
Schiller flashed to the left to avoid the electric current released by Pikachu. He said: "Where is your 100,000 volts?! Shock him!"
"Are you sure? You don't want the manor anymore?!
"As Pikachu walked, he used electric current to interfere with the Batcat chasing him, and Schiller had to avoid Pikachu's electric current while trying to catch the Batcat.
Finally, Schiller became angry and bold, and shouted to Pikachu: "Use one hundred thousand volts!"
“Zi la!
!
"
Clark, who had just flown over Gotham City, saw that his target location, Professor Schiller's manor, suddenly erupted with a strong burst of electric light. The current scattered from the windows and doors in all directions, and the entire manor turned into a ball of lightning.
composed of spheres.
Clark stood stunned above the manor. Just as he was about to rush down to save people, he saw Schiller walking out carrying a bunch of things.
What he is holding is the tail of Batcat. Batcat itself is a black cat, so it cannot be seen even if it is blackened by electricity. Batcat has Pikachu's tail in its mouth, and Pikachu is followed by Merkel.
"What's going on? Professor, have you encountered ball lightning and entered your house?" Clark flew down and asked with concern.
Schiller pulled the black cat's tail, picked him up with Pikachu, raised it in front of Clark, and said, "Which one of them looks like ball lightning?"
"...What is this? Is this a mouse? Why is he so yellow? And this black cat, why do I feel familiar? Oh my God... Bruce! Why have you turned into a cat again? I'm still dreaming
?!"
Clark rubbed his eyes, shook his head, and looked at the black cat with a shocked expression, because this black cat was exactly the same as the black cat that Bruce had transformed into when he met in his dream.
Schiller grabbed the bunch of things, looked at Clark and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Oh, that's right, that... I just want to ask what's going on. Ever since that person entered my mind and stole my memory, everything that happened is a bit... a bit...
"
"It's a bit incomprehensible, isn't it?" Schiller turned to look at his manor where black smoke was rising. He walked over, patted Clark on the shoulder, and the two of them walked along the path in the manor area.
As he walked, Schiller said: "Not everything in this world can be understood by people. For example, even if I tell you that my house blew up because of a cat-and-mouse war, you definitely won't believe it."
…
"Is that so? That's understandable. When my cat was catching mice in the barn, he would also make a mess on the straw pile. Once, it even started to burn for some reason, and both cats almost died.
If they didn't run out, if I hadn't been able to fly and immune to fire, the two of them would have been roasted."
"Wait, you mean, you have more than one cat at home?...What do you think of them?" Schiller looked at Clark and asked
"It's good. I like these little guys. They are smart and capable. Not only can they accompany my mother in doing housework, but they can also help my father catch mice. They can be said to be the best pets."
"I thought you would prefer pet dogs."
"I also have a dog at home, a hound. My father will take them to the woods to catch hares. They are also capable little guys." Clark smiled, obviously thinking of many warm things.
His smile was out of place in the city of Gotham, and the family stories he told had never been heard by anyone here.
"So, you should have experience taking care of pets?"
"Of course, I take care of my cat's bed and dog's bed, and I'm also responsible for their bathing. When you have some superpowers, it becomes very easy to deal with them, isn't it?" Clark shrugged.
Shrugging, facing Schiller, a fellow with the same ability as him, he always seemed very relaxed and spoke directly from his heart without beating around the bush.
"That's good. As you can see, my house is broken down, so I have no place to keep pets. These two..." Schiller grabbed the black cat's tail, threw Pikachu and Batcat to Clark, and said
: "They will be given to you for foster care first. You can take them back to the farm in Kansas and they will help you catch the mice."
"But, if I don't go back to the farm, this semester isn't over yet, and I still have to stay in the metropolis to study." Clark scratched his head and said, "Well, I'm happy to help, but I'm afraid this mouse can't do it.
The color of her coat is so eye-catching, I’m afraid my classmates will find out.”
"It's okay. When you return to Metropolis, you can hand it over to Rex and let him raise it."
As Schiller spoke, he took the phone from Merkel and started dialing. When he heard Lex's name, Clark's eyes widened and he said: "Lex? Do you mean Lex Luthor? But
I heard him say before that he was admitted to Gotham University, and the semester at Gotham University is probably not over yet, so how can I meet him in Metropolis?"
"It is true that the semester is not over, but he was injured before. Due to the injury, he took a break from school and went home to recuperate. Isn't his home in a metropolis?"
"What injury did he suffer?" Clark asked: "I told him before, don't apply to Gotham University. It's very dangerous here, but he didn't listen. Not only did he not listen to my suggestion, he even went to my school.
Go mock me, really...is he okay?"
"Hello?" Schiller stretched out a hand to signal Clark to be quiet. He asked the other end of the phone: "Cobot, it's me. Is Lex okay?"
"Oh...of course, of course, I understand you...what? No, you misunderstood me. I didn't mean to accuse you of attacking Lex."
"I mean, if he's okay, can you make him okay?"
A few hours later, in the dark dormitory of Gotham University, Lex opened his eyes suddenly. He quickly rolled out of bed. A flash of light flashed from the knife in front of the bed. The sharp knife raised by Cobot reflected the cold moonlight.
Rex didn't show that panic anymore. He took a slight step towards the bed, pulled up the sheet, and threw it directly towards Copot?
Seeing that Cobot's vision was obscured by the sheets for a moment, he turned around and ran backwards. When he came to the shadow of the window sill, he paused for a moment, but suddenly realized that this was not a dream, but reality.
So he climbed directly over the window sill. The height of four floors was like a cliff to him. Clarks only hesitated for a moment before jumping down.
Just when he was about to touch the ground, a cloud of gray mist enveloped him and placed him on the ground. The panting Lex opened his eyes wide and looked at Schiller who appeared next to him, and he said:
"Professor...you saved me again, thank you..."
Schiller was standing next to him, holding an umbrella under his left arm and a pen in his hand. He was holding a medical record in the other hand and was writing something.
When Lex got up from the ground, just as he was about to speak, he saw Schiller put away the medical records and pens, and then grabbed the umbrella with both hands. Seeing Schiller's expression, Lex stepped back.
He took a step forward and said: "Wait..."
"boom!"
The last scene Lex saw was Schiller holding an umbrella and saying to him expressionlessly:
"You're welcome. I'll be on sick leave for three months."
