Chapter 161 The Long Easter (I)

Spring thunder exploded over the east coast, followed by heavy rain. The puddles on the tree-lined road reflected the skylight from the gaps in the dark clouds. Countless raindrops slapped on the dense leaves, and the sound of gargle rain came from the window. Come, there is a chilly spring rain outside the house, but it is warm and cozy inside.

Schiller gently flipped through the textbook in his hand. The sound of scraping paper was completely covered up by the sound of rain. He cleared his throat and had to raise his voice and said: "There is only one week left until Easter, the psychology club's dinner." It will start at seven o'clock in the evening on Easter, and students who want to participate should be seated before six thirty."

As he spoke, Schiller paused, looked at the heavy rain outside the window, and then said: "There have been thunderstorms all over the city in the past few days. Please bring umbrellas with you when you go out. 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. At this time, Evans, who was sitting in the first row, stood up, walked to the side of the podium, and whispered to Schiller: "Professor, it has rained too much in recent days. Many students are unable to attend school on time, so homework..."

"Let's make up for it later. I remind everyone to remember to inform their parents that if the rain continues, evacuations may be carried out at any time in the next two days, so that they can pay attention to the movements of local gangs..."

Evans took out a timetable and said: "In the past, the Easter party would be held on the evening of the same day, but this year, our new principal moved the party two days in advance, which happened to be staggered with the club dinner. We plan to have the dinner …”

Evans told Schiller about the arrangements for the meeting. While the two were discussing in a low voice, Bruce came over. Evans glanced at him. Schiller said to Evans: "Then let's make this plan first. I’ll confirm it with you later.”

After Evans left, Bruce said directly: "The recent rain has been too heavy. Gotham's drainage system has serious problems. I want to go back to Wayne Tower and keep an eye on it to prevent flooding."

"Leave granted. Besides, it seems they have broken through the defense."

"We'll talk about this later." Bruce looked around cautiously, as if he was worried about the crowds here.

When Schiele returned to the office, Victor was holding a goose egg and making famous up and down strokes with a paintbrush. Schiller walked over, took a look at the goose egg, and then said: "Where did you get this? You Are you going to dig out the swan’s nest on the lake?”

"Of course not, do I look like such a boring person?" Victor took the paintbrush, dipped it in blue paint, and drew the shape of a star on the goose egg. While he was painting with concentration, Said: "The Logistics Department has prepared five Easter eggs for each professor. We have to finish painting them before the holiday and then give them to the students."

"This is amazing." Schiller said with a smile: "Shouldn't this be the one they gave to us after they finished painting? God knows how tired I was from teaching them."

"Of course they will give them away, but they may give away finished products. After all, not many people can draw."

"Actually, I quite like this job. I wanted to be a painter when I was a child." Victor put his head in front of the egg and used a smaller brush to perfect the details of the star.

Schiller shrugged and walked back to his seat. He saw a few goose eggs placed on the seat. He picked one up and looked at it and said, "The rainfall has been a bit outrageous recently. Look at the weather forecast." Already?"

Anna at the next table was also painting with an Easter egg. She raised her head and said to Schiller: "This damn place doesn't have sunny days a few times a year, but this time it rained so hard that my rain boots could barely hold it. Used.”

"I just heard my students say that the time for the Easter party has been advanced?" Schiller sat on the chair and began to play with the brushes and paints.

"Yes, our principal has moved up the banquet time in order to organize more activities, so the corresponding dance time has also been moved up."

"Why would he do this? Where can there be so many activities?" Victor asked with some confusion.

"This is the first major festival in the first year of his tenure. Maybe the new principal wants to show us his skills. In addition to banquets, dances and dinners, I heard that Bible exchanges, prayers and singing are also prepared."

"He doesn't look like a devout Christian, so why does he suddenly pay so much attention to Easter?"

The three of them all shook their heads. Schiller looked at the goose eggs on the table. He made two gestures with his paintbrush. Just when he was about to start writing, Victor stood with a newly painted egg. He stood up and said proudly: "Look, this, look at my painting."

The egg he was holding had many stars painted on it, using red and blue colors. It looked like the Stars and Stripes, but because the goose egg was an oval, most of the stars were deformed, and some places were not painted. uniform.

Anna teased him and said, "I didn't know you were so patriotic. The designer of the flag will definitely be moved to tears when he sees your work."

"Please," Victor complained, "It's hard for me to draw on a flat surface, let alone a round goose egg. This is pretty good, okay?"

Anna looked down at her work again and found that it was not as good as Victor's. She threw down her pen a little irritably and said: "This damn rainy day has blocked my thinking, and the paper is not going well. What those students wrote It’s even more impossible to watch…”

"I have discovered since two weeks ago that the biggest disadvantage of continuous rainy days is that it makes their brains wet."

"Don't be ridiculous, it's still full of water even if it doesn't rain."

All three sighed. Obviously, the quality of students at Gotham University is 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 Put some flammable plants in here.”

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"That's it. I plan to go to the store and buy a few ready-made ones. No one will find them anyway." Anna stood up and said. Schiller stopped her and said, "Bring a few for me 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 are you really going to stuff into the goose eggs..."

"I plan to finish them and then find a few unlucky people to give them to them. If they dare to dislike my ugly paintings, then I will fail them."

"By the way." Victor stood up and said, "I studied the blueprint of the freezing gun you gave me last time and found that it seems not suitable for ordinary people to use."

"Really? Why do you say that?"

"Just pulling out the magazine requires a lot of force, and if the push force is not enough when replacing it, there is a risk of leakage."

"This gun seems to be designed for use by well-trained soldiers or strong men. If I were to come in, the leakage would be enough to freeze my arm before I could fire it."

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

When Victor said this, Schiller understood that the person who developed this gun was the powerful Spider-Man, and the people who used this gun, in addition to superheroes such as Iron Man and Captain America, were from S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents and at worst trained armed police.

Of course these people can ignore power or recoil, but researchers like Victor cannot. Schiller said to Victor: "Then how do you plan to improve it? Do you have any ideas?"

"Of course. In fact, I'm here to invite you to go to the laboratory with me. I need a test subject. I think we are both about the same size and strength. I would like to ask you to help me test the sample I made. ”

Schiller shrugged and said, "Well, hopefully you can get the data you want."

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

Schiller looked around and saw no drainage ditches or drainage channels on the surface. He thought about it and found that the entire Gotham seemed to be like this. The drainage system was not working well, but it was fine when it was raining lightly. , once there is a large-scale precipitation in a short period of time like today, the whole city will seem to be flooded, and you can enjoy the sea view without leaving home.

Just like being immune to fear gas, Schiller is also immune to this kind of rain. At least the gray mist of the symbiote in his body did not detect any abnormalities.

After arriving at the laboratory with Victor, the two chatted for a while, and Schiller began to help Victor test the freezing gun.

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

"There's actually no problem with that. It's very powerful. If the energy is enough, it can freeze a large area."

"Can the power be increased? How high can it be?"

Victor glanced at Schiller in surprise and said, "There is no upper limit, but what do you want with such a high power?"

"Can I ask you to make a few more? I might be useful later." Schiller said thoughtfully.

Victor did not ask further questions, but agreed to him.

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

"No, but I have been in a trance recently." Victor shook his head and said, "Usually I can concentrate even if I stay in the laboratory all night, but recently I started to feel sleepy before midnight."

"Maybe it's because there have been too many rainy days recently. Rainy days can make people feel depressed, and the humid air is not good for the body. It's better to go out as little as possible."

Schiller turned to look out the window. At some point, the rain that had stopped started to fall intermittently again, and it was getting heavier and heavier.

Schiller thought, looking at the ridiculous amount of rainfall in Gotham recently, you know that the Court of Owls is in a hurry.