American Comics: Opening Guidance Batman

Chapter 598: Who can destroy Schiller Manor? (middle)

In the elegant English-style study room, the faint morning light poured in through the crimson curtains, the smooth wooden floor was well maintained, and every trace of the wood grain was clearly visible.

A whole row of solid wood bookshelves and the gaps in the display cabinets shone from the stars, and when they landed on the figure in front of the desk, they illuminated the pattern of his pajamas and the black cat he was holding in his hands.

Without the previous story, this scene could have been seamlessly made into a "Godfather" movie, but the truth is, one person and one cat fought all night, and no one slept well.

In the end, the two of them would fall asleep in the study, not because they turned enemies into friends and established friendships, but because Schiller finally couldn't stand the bat cat tearing down the house, so he knocked him down with crazy wine, and the two went to dream hit.

Breed a Batman?

When you hear this question and seriously think about the possibility of its implementation, you can only say that although people's hobbies for pets are free, it is still recommended to see a doctor.

The character of Batman is quite cool in the comics. Many readers like this kind of dark, invincible riddleman-style protagonist. However, if it is put in reality, it is not surprising that he is beaten three times when he goes out.

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 a pet is Batman, it is equivalent to doing riddles every day There are hundreds of people's branches a day, and they will be refreshed the next day.

Batman's personality composition is doomed. If he appears by your side, within three days, you will send him to a mental hospital, which is enough to see his lethality.

So, what does Batman's character, combined with the cat's character, make? One person and one cat sleeping on the chair in the study had already explained the answer. Even Schiller couldn't stand such a pet.

As mentioned before, when Schiller had nothing to do, he put a lot of puzzles in the rooms of his manor, and then relied on his own flashes to come and go freely, regardless of Merkel's unnecessary workload. .

Such a big manor is simply a natural cat paradise. If it is an ordinary cat, just pushing bottles, throwing dishes, scratching walls, paintings, and doors is enough to play for a long time.

However, the bat cat is a cat that is out of vulgar taste and has no interest in pushing the plate off the table, but these puzzles left by Schiller are just in line with his liking, so while scratching the door, he also Removed all the riddles that Schiller left behind.

Schiller's puzzles are basically set for people, and he didn't think that there would be cats to crack these things, so when the bat cat couldn't do some human actions, he would take some more violent way of destruction.

The mess left behind is nothing, anyway, Merkel cleans up, but the destruction often brings a lot of noise, except for the hour when Schiller is close to falling asleep, he is looking for sound at other times. Go catch this noisy batcat.

It can be seen from this that Schiller has never kept a pet. Facing a noisy cat, the best way is not to catch it, because that will make it feel that you are playing with him, and then make it more energetic. …

Schiller didn't understand this truth, so he could only take some extra-rules means, that is, get him into his own thinking hall, and then fight him again.

It is no surprise that Schiller won, but anyone who has raised cats should know that winning once does not mean the end, it just means that the long battle has just begun.

After several days of such a human-cat fight, 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 pinned his hopes on the broken yellow-skinned electricity. The rat can defeat the batcat.

Ten minutes later, Pikachu, who was jumping up and down by the Batcat, yelled, "Schiller!

What the **** are you thinking? !

How can you!

Let a mouse!

To deal with cats? !

! "

Schiller flashed to the left, dodging the electric current released by Pikachu, and said, "Where's your 100,000 volts?! Electric him!"

"Are you sure? Don't you want your manor?!

"Pikachu uses the electric current to interfere with the batcat chasing him as he walks, and Schiller has to dodge Pikachu's electric current while trying to catch the batcat.

In the end, Schiller's anger rose from his heart, and his wickedness turned to his courage, and shouted to Pikachu: "Use 100,000 volts!"

"Hey!

!

"

Clark, who just flew over Gotham City, saw that his target location, Professor Schiller's manor, suddenly burst out with a strong electric light, the current scattered from the windows and doors in all directions, and the entire manor became a lightning bolt. composed of spheres.

Clark stood dumbfounded above the manor. Just as he was about to rush down to save people, he saw Schiller came out with a bunch of things.

What he was holding in his hand was the tail of the bat cat. The bat cat itself was a black cat, so it couldn't be seen if it was blackened by electricity. The bat cat was biting Pikachu's tail in its mouth, and Merkel came out behind Pikachu.

"What's the matter? Professor, have you encountered ball lightning and entered the room?" Clark flew down and asked with concern.

Schiller grabbed the black cat by the tail, picked him up with Pikachu, held it up to 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 a little familiar?? God...Bruce! Why are you 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 he had met in his dream.

Schiller grabbed the bunch of things, looked at Clark and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, it's like this, that... I just wanted to ask, what the **** is going on here, since that person got into my head and stole my memory, everything that happened was a little... kind of... "

"It's a bit incomprehensible, isn't it?" Schiller turned to look at the manor where the black smoke was coming from him, he walked over, patted Clark on the shoulder, and the two walked along the path of the manor area together.

As he walked, Schiller said: "Not everything in this world can be understood by people. For example, even if I told you that my house was blown up because of the cat-and-mouse war, you certainly wouldn't believe it." …

"Is that so? That's understandable. When my cat was chasing mice in the barn, it would also make a mess of the straw, and even once, for some unknown reason, it caught fire. If I didn't run out, if I hadn't been able to fly and be immune to flames, the two of them would have been roasted."

"Wait, you mean, you have more than one cat in your house? . . . what do you think of them?" Schiller asked Clark, looking at him.

"Very good. I like these little guys. They are smart and capable. They can not only accompany my mother to do housework, but also help my father catch mice. It can be said that they are the best pets."

"I thought you would prefer pet dogs."

"I also have a dog at home. It's a hunting dog. My dad will take them to the woods to catch hares. They are also capable little guys." Clark smiled, obviously thinking of a lot of warm things. That smile is out of place in Gotham, the family stories he tells. People here have never heard of it.

"So, you should have experience in taking care of pets?"

"Of course, I take care of my cat's kennel and kennel, and I'm also responsible for their bathing. When you have some superpowers, it's easy to deal with them, isn't it?" Clark shrugged. Shrugging his shoulders, facing Schiller, who has the same ability as him, he always seemed very relaxed, and he spoke directly and did not beat around the bush.

"That's good, as you can see, my house is broken, so there is no place to keep pets, these two..." Schiller grabbed the black cat's tail and threw Pikachu and Batcat to Clark, saying : "They'll be handed over to you for foster care. You can take them back to the farm in Kansas, and they'll catch the mice for you."

"But, I'm not going back to the farm. This semester is not over yet, and I have to stay in the Metropolis to study." Clark scratched his head and said, "Well, but I'd be happy to help, but I'm afraid this mouse can't, it The color of his coat is so eye-catching, I'm afraid my classmates will find out."

"It's okay, when you return to Metropolis, transfer it to Lex and let him raise it."

As Schiller said, he took the phone from Merkel and started dialing. Hearing Lex's name, Clark widened his eyes 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 should not be over yet, how could I meet him at the Metropolis?"

"It's true that the semester is not over, but he was injured a little before and went home to recuperate because of the injury. Isn't his home in the Metropolis?"

"What was his injury?" 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 advice, he even ran to my school. Go taunt me, really... is he all right?"

"Hello?" Schiller stretched out a hand, motioning for Clark to be quiet, and he asked the other end of the phone, "Cobert, it's me, is Lex all right?"

"Oh...of course, of course, I understand you...what? No, you misunderstood me, I'm not accusing you of attacking Lex."

"I mean, if he's okay, can you let him have something?"

A few hours later, in the dark Gotham University dormitory, Lex opened his eyes sternly, he quickly rolled over and got out of bed, the knife in front of the bed flashed, and the sharp knife that Cobot raised reflected the cold moonlight.

But Lex didn't show that flustered expression anymore. He took a slight step toward the bed, pulled up the sheet, and threw it directly at Cobot?

Seeing that Cobot's vision was blocked by the sheets for a moment, he turned and ran back. When he came to the shadow of the windowsill, he paused for a moment, but suddenly realized that this was not a dream, but a reality.

So ~www.NovelMTL.com~ he directly turned over the window sill, the height of the four-story building was like a cliff to him, and Klex only hesitated for a moment before jumping off.

Just as he was about to touch the ground, a cloud of gray fog enveloped him and put him on the ground. Lex, panting, opened his eyes wide and looked at Schiller who appeared beside him. He said: "Professor...you saved me again, thank you..."

Schiller, standing beside him, with an umbrella under his left arm, a pen in his hand, and a medical record book in the other, was writing something.

When Lex got up from the ground, just as he was about to speak, he saw Schiller put away the medical record book and pen, and then grabbed the umbrella with both hands. Seeing Schiller's expression, Lex stepped back. He took a step and said, "Wait..."

"boom!"

The last scene Lex saw was Schiller, who was holding an umbrella and said to him expressionlessly:

"No thanks, I'll take three months off."

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