The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

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 shine through the gaps between a row of solid wood bookshelves and display cabinets. When they fall on the figure in front of the desk, they illuminate the pattern of his pajamas and the black cat he is holding in his hand.

Without the 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 friendship, but because Schiller finally couldn't bear the bat-cat tearing up the house, so he drank him down with crazy wine, and the two went to sleep. There was a fight.

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, and many readers just like the 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 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.

Batman's personality structure is doomed. If he appears next to you, you will send him to a mental hospital in less than three days. 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 have already explained the answer. Even Schiller cannot tolerate such pets.

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. .

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, scratching paintings, and scratching doors.

However, Batcat is a cat who has escaped from vulgar taste and has no interest in pushing the plate off the table, but the puzzles left by Schiller are just in line with his preferences, so besides scratching the door, he also Solve all the puzzles left by Schiller.

Schiller's puzzles are basically set for people. He didn't consider that there would be cats to solve these things. Therefore, when Batcat couldn't do certain actions of humans, he would 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, so he could only take some extra-ordinary measures, which was to 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 bear 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!! Let a mouse!! 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 your manor anymore?! Pikachu used electricity to interfere with the Batcat chasing him as he walked, and Schiller had to avoid Pikachu's electricity while trying to catch the Batcat.

Finally, Schiller became angry and bold, and shouted to Pikachu: Use one hundred thousand volts!

“Zilla!!!”

Clark, who had just flown over Gotham City, saw that his target location, Professor Schiller's manor, suddenly erupted with a strong burst of lightning. 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 coming 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 room? 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 does it look familiar to me?? 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 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 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 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 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 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. 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 too eye-catching, I’m afraid my classmates will find out.”

It's okay. When you return to Metropolis, give it to Lex 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 said, Lex? Are you talking about Lex Luthor? But before I I heard from him that he was admitted to Gotham University, and the semester at Gotham University shouldn’t be over yet, so how could 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. 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. There was a flash of knife light in front of the bed, and the sharp knife Cobot raised reflected the cold moonlight.

Lex 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. Lex, who was breathing heavily, 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, 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 took a step back. , 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.