Chapter 598 Who Can Destroy Schiller Manor? (Part 2)
In the elegant English study, the faint morning light shines through the crimson curtains. The smooth wooden floor has been well maintained, and every grain of wood is clearly visible.
In the gaps between a whole row of solid wood bookshelves and display cabinets, there are dots of light. When it falls on the figure in front of the desk, it illuminates the pattern of his pajamas and the black cat in his hand.
If there is no previous story, this scene can be seamlessly connected to the "Godfather" movie, but the truth is that one person and one cat fought all night, and no one slept well.
In the end, the two of them fell asleep in the study, not because they turned enemies into friends and established friendship, but because Schiller finally couldn't stand the bat cat destroying the house, so he knocked him down with crazy wine, and the two went to fight in their dreams.
Raise a Batman?
When you hear this question and seriously think about the possibility of its implementation, and even feel a little eager, you can only say that although people are free to love 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 and 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, get out of Gotham". But if your relative, lover or even pet is Batman, it is equivalent to doing 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 would be the combination of Batman's character and that of a cat? The sleeping person and cat on the chair in the study already explained that even Schiller could not tolerate such pets.
As mentioned before, when Schiller had nothing to do, he would put a lot of puzzles in each room of his manor, and then rely on his flash to come and go freely, without caring about Merkel's increased workload.
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 pushing bottles, breaking plates, scratching walls, scratching paintings, and scratching doors.
However, Bat Cat is a cat that has gotten rid of vulgar interests and has no interest in pushing plates off the table, but these puzzles left by Schiller just fit his preferences, so in addition to scratching the door, he also dismantled all the puzzles left by Schiller.
Schiller's puzzles are basically set for people, and he has never considered that there will be cats to crack these things, so when Bat Cat can't do certain actions of humans, he will take some more violent ways of destruction.
The mess left behind was nothing, Merkel would clean it up anyway, but destruction often brings a lot of noise. Except for the hour when Schiller was close to falling asleep, he was always looking for noise to catch the noisy bat cat.
From this, it can be seen that Schiller really has never kept a pet. When facing a noisy cat, the best way is not to catch it, because it will feel that you are playing with it, and then make more noise.
Schiller did not understand this, so he could only take some unconventional measures, that is, to get him into his own mind palace, and then fight with him.
Unsurprisingly, Schiller won, but people who have raised cats should know that winning once does not mean the end, but just means that a long battle has just begun.
After several days of such human-cat fights, 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 hoped that the chattering yellow-skinned electric mouse could defeat the bat cat.
Ten minutes later, Pikachu, who was being chased by the bat cat, yelled: "Schiler!
What on earth are you thinking?!
How could you!
Let a mouse!
Go after a cat?!
!"
Schiler flashed to the left to avoid the electric current released by Pikachu, and said: "Where is your 100,000 volts?! Shock him!"
"Are you sure? Don't you want your manor anymore?!"
Pikachu walked while using electric current to interfere with the bat cat chasing him, and Schiller had to try to catch the bat cat while avoiding Pikachu's electric current.
Finally, Schiller was furious and shouted at Pikachu: "Use 100,000 volts!"
"Ziz!
Clark, who had just flown over Gotham City, saw that his target location, Professor Schiller's manor, suddenly burst into a strong burst of lightning, and the current scattered in all directions from the windows and doors, and the entire manor became a sphere made of lightning.
Clark stood above the manor in amazement. Just as he was about to rush down to save people, he saw Schiller coming out with a bunch of things.
He was holding the tail of the bat cat. The bat cat was a black cat, so it was not visible that it was blackened by the electricity. The bat cat was biting Pikachu's tail in its mouth, and Merkel followed behind Pikachu.
"What's going on? Professor, did you encounter ball lightning entering the room?" Clark flew down and asked with concern.
Schiller pulled the black cat's tail, picked him up with Pikachu, held him 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 does it look familiar to me?? Oh my god...Bruce! Why have you turned into a cat again? I'm still dreaming ?”
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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 turned into when he met him 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. For example, even if I told you that my house blew up because of the cat-and-mouse war, you would definitely not 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 be 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 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 felt out of place in Gotham, and the family stories he told. People here have never heard of it.
"So, you should have experience taking care of pets?"
"Of course, I take care of my cat's and dog's kennels, 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 Shrugged, facing Schiller, a similar person 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 his coat is so eye-catching, I’m afraid my classmates will find it.”
"It's okay. When you return to Metropolis, hand it over to Rex and let him raise it."
As Schiller said, he took the phone from Merkel and started dialing. When he heard Lex's name, Clark's eyes widened and said, "Lex? Do you mean Lex Luthor? But I heard from him before that he was admitted to Gotham University, and the semester at Gotham University is probably not over yet. How can I meet him in Metropolis? "
"It is true that the semester is not over, but he was injured before and took a leave of absence to recuperate at home. 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. To 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. There was a flash of knife light in front of the bed, and 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 back. 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. Clex 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. He said: "Professor...you saved me again, thank you..."
Schiller was standing next to him, holding an umbrella under his left arm, holding a pen in his hand, and holding a medical record in the other hand, writing something.
When Lex got up from the ground, he was about to speak when he saw Schiller put away the medical record and pen, and then grabbed the umbrella with both hands. Seeing Schiller's expression, Lex took a step back and said, "Wait..."
"Bang!"
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."