In the elegant English study, the faint morning light spills in through the crimson curtains, and the smooth wooden floor is well maintained, and every trace of wood grain is clearly visible.

A whole row of solid wood bookshelves and display cabinets revealed a sparkling light, and when it fell on the figure in front of the desk, it illuminated the pattern of his pajamas and the black cat he was holding.

If there was no previous story, this scene could have been seamlessly filmed into the "Godfather" movie, but the truth is that a man and a cat fought all night, and no one slept well.

In the end, the two of them will fall asleep in the study, not because they have turned enemies into friends and established friendships, but because Schiller finally can't stand the bat cat demolition, so he throws him down with crazy wine, and the two go to fight in their dreams.

Raising a Batman?

When you hear this question and seriously think about the possibility of its implementation, and even a little nervous, it can only be said that although people are free to love pets, it is still recommended to see a doctor.

Batman's character is pretty cool in the comics, and many readers just love this dark, invincible Riddler-style protagonist, but if you put it in reality, it's not surprising to get beaten up three times on a trip.

Many people hate the Riddler trophies in the Batman game, and even shout the slogan "Riddler get out of Gotham", but if your relatives and lovers even if the pet is Batman, it is equivalent to making Riddler's side stories every day, hundreds a day, and it will be refreshed the next day.

Batman's personality composition is predestined, if he appears next to you, in less than three days, you will send him to a mental hospital, which is enough to see his lethality.

So, what will Batman's personality, combined with the cat's personality, come together? The sleeping man and cat in the study chair have already illustrated that even Schiller could not stand such a pet.

As mentioned earlier, when Schiller was idle, he put a lot of puzzles on various rooms of his manor, and then relied on his own flashes to come and go freely, regardless of Merkel's increased workload.

Such a large manor is simply a natural cat paradise, if it is an ordinary cat, just pushing bottles, smashing dishes, scratching walls, scratching paintings, scratching doors is enough to play for a long time.

However, the batcat is a cat detached from low tastes, and has no interest in pushing the plate off the table, but the puzzles left by Schiller are just to his liking, so he dismantles all the puzzles left by Schiller while scratching the door.

Schiller's puzzles are basically set up for people, and he didn't think that there would be cats to solve these things, so when the bat cat can't do certain human actions, he will resort to some more violent methods of destruction.

The mess left behind is nothing, Merkel cleaned it up anyway, but the destruction often brings a lot of noise, and Schiller spends the rest of the time looking for sound to catch the noisy bat cat, except for the hour when he just went to bed, close to falling asleep.

From here, it can be seen that Schiller really has no pets, and the best way to deal with a noisy cat is not to catch it, because that will make it feel like you are playing with him, and then make a lot of noise. …

Schiller didn't understand this, so he had to resort to something outside the rules, which was to get him into his own temple of mind and then fight him.

Not surprisingly, Schiller won, but anyone who has ever owned a cat should know that winning once does not mean the end, but rather that the long battle has just begun.

After several days of such a human-cat fight, Schiller finally couldn't take it anymore, and he went to the headquarters of the Green Lantern Corps, picked up Pikachu, who was working in the Green Light Stove, and then pinned his hopes on the yellow-skinned electric mouse with a broken mouth to defeat the batcat.

Ten minutes later, Pikachu, who was being chased by the batcat, jumped up and down, yelling, "Schiller!

What the hell are you thinking?!

How could you!

Let's make a mouse!

To deal with cats?!

！ ”

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

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

As Pikachu walks, he uses electricity to interfere with the batcats chasing him, while Schiller tries to catch the batcats while he has to dodge Pikachu's electricity.

In the end, Schiller's anger rose from his heart, and evil grew to the side of his guts, shouting at Pikachu: "With 100,000 volts!" ”

"Zila!

！

”

Clarke, who had just flown over Gotham City, saw that his target location, Professor Schiller's manor, suddenly burst into a burst of intense electric light, and electricity was scattered from the windows and doors in all directions, and the entire manor turned into a sphere of lightning.

Clark stood above the manor in amazement, and just as he was about to rush down to save someone, he saw Schiller walk out with a bunch of things.

What he is holding in his hand is the tail of the bat cat, the bat cat itself is a black cat, so it can't be seen if it is blackened, the bat cat's mouth bites Pikachu's tail, and Pikachu is followed by Merkel.

"What's going on? Professor, have you been hit by a ball bolt? Clark flew down and asked with concern.

Schiller grabbed the black cat by the tail, picked him up with Pikachu, held him up in front of Clark, and said, "Which one of them do you think looks like ball lightning?" ”

“…… What is it? Is this a rat? Why is he so yellow? And this black cat, why do I feel a little familiar?? Oh, my God...... Bruce! How did you become a cat again? Am I still dreaming?! ”

Clark rubbed his eyes, shook his head, and looked at the black cat with a shocked expression, because the black cat was exactly the same as the black cat that Bruce had turned into in his dream.

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

"Oh, that's it, that'...... I just wanted to ask what the hell was going on, since that person got into my head and stole my memories, everything that happened was a little ...... It's a bit ......."

"It's a little incomprehensible, isn't it?" Schiller turned his head to look at his black smoke manor, he walked over, patted Clark on the shoulder, and the two walked along the path of the manor district together.

As he walked, Schiller said: "Not everything in this world can be understood, for example, even if I tell you that my house blew up because of the cat-and-mouse fight, you will definitely not believe it." ”…

"Is that so? That's understandable, my cats make a mess of the straw when they catch mice in the barn, and even once, somehow, they burned, and the two cats almost didn't get out, and 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 asked, looking at Clark

"Very good, I like these little ones, they are smart and capable, they can not only accompany my mom to do housework, but also help my dad catch mice, they can be said to be the best pets."

"I thought you'd be more fond of pet dogs."

"I also have a dog at home, a hunting dog, and my dad would take them into the woods to catch hares, and they were also capable little guys." Clark smiled, obviously remembering a lot of warm things, his kind of smile was out of place in the city of Gotham, the family stories he told. It's all people here who have never heard of it.

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

"Of course, I take care of my cat kennel and dog kennel, and I'm also responsible for their bathing, so when you have some superpowers, it's easy to deal with them, isn't it?" Clark shrugged his shoulders, always looking relaxed in the face of Schiller, a man of his kind who had the same abilities as him, and spoke directly without beating around the bush.

"That's good, you can see it too, 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 the batcat to Clark together, and said, "They will be handed over to you for foster care first, you can take them back to the farm in Kansas, and they will help you catch mice." ”

"However, I won't go back to the farm, this semester is not over yet, and I still have to stay in the metropolis to study." Clark scratched his head and said, "Well, but I'm happy to help with this, but I'm afraid this mouse can't do it, its coat color is too eye-catching, I'm afraid my classmates will find out." ”

"It's okay, when you get back to the Metropolis, hand it over to Lex and let him raise it."

Schiller said as he took the phone from Merkel and started dialing, hearing Lex's name, Clarke's eyes widened and he said, "Lex? Do you mean Luxe Luthor? But I heard him say that he was admitted to Gotham University, and now that the semester at Gotham University is not over, how can I meet him in the Metropolis? ”

"It's true that the semester isn't over, but he was injured a little bit before, and he took a break from school to go home to recuperate, isn't his home in the Metropolis?"

"What injuries did he have?" Clark asked, "I told him not to apply to Gotham University, it's dangerous here, but he didn't listen, not only didn't listen to my advice, but also ran to my school to taunt me, really...... Is he okay? ”

"Hello?" Schiller held out a hand to signal Clark to be quiet, and he asked on the other end of the phone, "Copote, it's me, is Lykes okay?" ”

"Oh...... Of course, of course, I understand you...... What? No, you misunderstood me, and I didn't mean to accuse you of attacking Lecks. ”

"I mean, if he's okay, can you give him something to do?"

A few hours later, in the dark Gotham dormitory building, Lex opened his eyes suddenly, he quickly rolled over and got out of bed, the knife flashing in front of the bed, and the sharp knife raised by Copote reflected the cold moonlight.

Lex didn't show that flustered look anymore, he took a slight step towards the side of the bed, pulled up the sheet, and threw it directly at Copote?

Seeing that Copote's vision was obscured by the sheets for a moment, he turned and ran backwards, pausing for a moment as he came to the shadows on the windowsill, but suddenly realized that this was not a dream, but reality.

So, he climbed over the ledge, four stories high, like a cliff to him, and Krix hesitated for only a moment before jumping off.

Just as he was about to touch the ground, a cloud of gray mist enveloped him and lowered him to the ground, and the panting Ricks opened his eyes wide and looked at Schiller, who appeared beside him, and said, "Professor...... You saved me again, thank you ......"

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

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

"Bang!"

The last scene that Lex saw was Schiller, who was holding an umbrella, and said to him with a blank face:

"No thanks, sick for three months."

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