The spring thunder exploded over the east coast, followed by a downpour, puddles on the boulevard reflecting the light of the sky through the cracks in the clouds, countless raindrops lapping on the dense foliage, and the sound of gargling rain came from the window, and the cold spring rain outside the house was warm inside.

Schiller gently flipped through the textbook in his hand, the sound of the paper rubbing was completely drowned out by the sound of the rain, he cleared his throat, had to raise his voice, and said: "Easter is still a week, the dinner of the psychology club will start at seven o'clock in the evening of Easter, and those who want to participate should be seated before half past six." ”

Saying that, Schiller paused, looked at the heavy rain outside the window, and then said: "There have been thundershowers in the whole city in recent days, please go out and bring umbrellas, it is estimated that if the rainfall continues to increase, there will be a possibility of flooding, please pay attention to the evacuation notice......"

After he finished speaking, he packed up his textbooks and was about to leave, when Evans, who was sitting in the first row, stood up, walked to the side of the podium, and whispered to Schiller: "Professor, it has been raining too much in recent days, and many students have not been able to attend school on time, so the homework ......"

"Let's make up for it later, tell everyone, remember to inform their parents, if the rain continues, they may be evacuated at any time in the next two days, so that they can keep an eye on the local gangs......"

Evans came up with a schedule and said, "In the past, Easter parties would be held in the evening of the same day, but this year, our new principal has brought the banquet forward by two days, which coincides with the club dinner, which we plan to ......."

Evans told Schiller about the arrangement of the meeting, and while the two were discussing in a low voice, Bruce came over, Evans looked at him, and Schiller said to Evans, "Then let's make this plan first, and then I'll make it with you." ”

After Evans left, Bruce said directly: "It's raining too hard lately, and the drainage system in Gotham is very problematic, I'm going back to Wayne Building to keep an eye on it to prevent flooding." ”

"Leave, besides, it looks like they've broken their defenses."

"We'll talk about that later." Bruce glanced cautiously around, as if he was afraid of the crowds.

When Schiller returned to his office, Victor was holding a goose egg, gesturing up and down with a paintbrush, and Schiller walked over, took one look at the goose egg, and said, "Where did you get this?" You're not going to dig a swan's nest on the lake, are you? ”

"Of course not, do I look like such a boring person?" Victor took a paintbrush, dipped it in blue paint, and drew the shape of a star on the goose egg, and while concentrating on the painting, he said: "The logistics department has prepared five Easter eggs for each professor, and we will finish painting them before the festival and give them to the students." ”

"That's weird." Schiller smiled and said, "Shouldn't this be the one they gave us after they finished painting?" God knows how tired I was teaching them. ”

"Of course they will send it, but it may be a finished product, after all, there are not many who can draw."

"Actually, I really like this job, I wanted to be a painter when I was a child." Victor leaned his head in front of the Easter egg and took a smaller paintbrush to refine the details of the star.

Schiller shrugged his shoulders and walked back to his seat, he saw that there were a few goose eggs on the seat, he picked one up and said while looking at it: "The recent precipitation is really a bit outrageous, have you read the weather forecast?" ”

Anna, who was also holding an easter egg at the next table, looked up and said to Schiller, "There are not a few sunny days in this place a year, but this time the rain is so heavy that my rain boots are almost out of use." ”

"I just heard from my students that this Easter party is ahead of schedule?" Schiller sat down in his chair and began to fiddle with the brushes and paints.

"Yes, our principal has advanced the time of the banquet in order to hold more activities, so the time of the corresponding dance party has also been advanced."

"Why would he do that? Where are there so many events to be held? Victor asked, a little confused.

"This is the first major festival in his first year in office, and maybe the new principal wants to show us, and in addition to the banquet, the ball and the dinner, I heard that there is also a part of the exchange of Bibles, prayers and singing."

"He doesn't seem like a devout Christian, so why is he suddenly so serious about Easter?"

All three of them shook their heads, Schiller looked at the goose eggs on the table, he took the paintbrush and gestured twice, and just as he was about to start writing, Victor stood up with a freshly painted Easter egg, and said proudly: "Look, this, look at what I painted." ”

The egg he was holding in his hand had many stars painted on it, using a red and blue color scheme, which looked like the Star-Spangled Banner, but because the goose egg was an oval, most of the stars were deformed, and some places had not been painted evenly.

Anna teased him: "I don't know that you are so patriotic, and the designer of the national flag will be moved to tears when he sees your work." ”

"Please." Victor complained, "It's a bit of a struggle for me to draw on a flat surface, let alone on a round goose egg, isn't that good?" ”

Anna looked down at her work again, and found that it was not as good as Victor's, she threw down the pen with some irritation, and said, "This damn rainy day blocked my thinking, and the paper didn't go well, and the things written by those students couldn't read ......"

"I've been discovering since two weeks ago that the biggest bad thing about the incessant rainy days is that they get their brains watered."

"No kidding, it's all water when it's not raining."

All three sighed, obviously, the quality of Gotham University's students was really worrying, Victor looked at the easter egg in his hand and said, "I don't think they will be interested in this thing, they prefer bullets, or stuff some combustible plants here." ”

"That's it, I'm going to go to the store and buy a few ready-made, and no one will find them anyway." Anna stood up and said, Schiller stopped her, and said, "Help me bring a few too, thank you." ”

After Anna left, Victor and Schiller looked at each other, and Schiller said, "Then what are you going to do?" Don't tell me what you're going to stuff into a goose egg......"

"I'm going to finish them, and then I'll find a few unlucky ones to give them, and if they dare to dislike my ugly drawings, then I'll give them a failing grade."

"That's right." Victor stood up and said, "I studied the blueprint of the cryo gun you gave me last time, and found that it doesn't seem to be suitable for ordinary people. ”

"Really? Why? ”

"It takes a lot of force just to pull the magazine off, and if you don't have enough thrust when you change it, you run the risk of leaking."

"This gun looks like it's designed for a trained soldier or a strong man, and if I come, before I can shoot, the leak will be enough to freeze my arm."

What Schiller gave to Victor was the blueprint of the cryo gun developed by Peter.

As soon as Victor said this, Schiller understood that the person who developed this gun was the powerful Spider-Man, and the people who used this gun were agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. in addition to superheroes such as Iron Man and Captain America, and the worst was also a well-trained armed policeman.

Of course, these people can ignore the strength or recoil, but not a researcher like Victor, who said to Victor, "So how are you going to improve it?" Got an idea? ”

"Of course. Actually, I'm here to invite you to go to the lab with me, I need a test subject, I think both of us are about the same size and strength, I want to ask you to help me test the sample I made. ”

Schiller shrugged and said, "Okay, hopefully you get the data you want." ”

When the two went out, the thundershower had basically stopped, but there was too much water on the road, Victor shook the wet toe of his shoes and complained: "The drainage system in the school is really bad, the rain has stopped for more than an hour, but the water on the ground has not been drained at all." ”

Schiller looked around, and did not see any gutters or drains on the surface, he thought about it for a while, and found that the whole of Gotham seemed to be like this, the drainage system was very ineffective, and it was fine when it was drizzling, but once it rained like today, a short period of large-scale precipitation, the whole city seemed to be flooded, and the sea view could be seen without leaving home.

Just like immunity to fear gas, Schiller is immune to this rain, at least the symbiote gray mist in his body, and no anomalies have been found.

After arriving at the lab with Victor, the two chatted for a while, and Schiller began to help Victor test the Freeze Gun.

After Victor had recorded several sets of experimental data, Schiller said to him, "What do you think of the cryogenic generator?" ”

"That's actually not a problem, it's very powerful, and if you have enough energy, you can freeze a large area."

"Can the power be increased? How much can I go? ”

Victor glanced at Schiller with some surprise and said, "There is no upper limit to this, but what do you want to do with that much power?" ”

"Can you please do more? I might be useful afterward. Schiller said thoughtfully.

Victor didn't ask, but agreed to him.

Schiller noticed that Victor was a little distracted, and he asked, "Have you not slept well lately?" ”

"No, but I've been in a bit of a trance lately." Victor shook his head and said, "Normally, I can concentrate even if I soak in the lab all night, but recently it has not been until midnight, and I have started to get sleepy. ”

"It may be that there have been too many rainy days recently, rainy days can make people depressed, and the humid air is not good for the body, so it is better to go out as little as possible."

Schiller turned his head to look out the window, and at some point, the rain that had stopped began to fall intermittently, and it became more and more rapid.

Schiller thought, looking at the ridiculously high amount of precipitation in Gotham lately, you know, Owl Court, it's in a hurry.