Gotham has finally reached the most difficult time of the year. Some people may wonder, is there any day in Gotham that is not difficult? But most of the things that usually happen in this village of fools are ridiculous and bizarre, but it is even more ridiculous.
The strange thing is that the one who defeated this group of tough guys who could struggle to survive in the sewers of the universe was not a catastrophe, but Xia Tian.
As Lex's project progresses, Gotham's efficiency in expelling dark clouds becomes more and more stable. From two hours a day and two days off a week at the beginning, it has become at least three or four hours of sunshine a day, and it can
Guaranteed to be open all year round.
Lex's character is perfect for Gotham. He is also a cosmopolitan and has grown up in the sun. He really can't understand how people in a city can live in an environment without sunlight all day long.
So, after the dark cloud expulsion system stabilized, Lex turned on full power and dried it, right here, for 180 days to produce delicious food.
This is really killing the lives of the people of Gotham. The vast majority of ordinary people who have never left this city have hardly seen the sun since they were born. They basically only rely on the few hours in the evening to absorb ultraviolet rays.
The sunshine at that time could not be called intense at all. To say it was bright would be an exaggeration.
Before summer came, the sunshine from 12 o'clock to 4 o'clock in the afternoon every day only made Gotham people sigh that everything was much brighter. But after summer really entered, the intensity of ultraviolet rays suddenly increased, and they had already become accustomed to it every day.
It was all dark clouds and cool, and the people of Gotham were blown away by the sea breeze, and they were melted by the sun on the spot.
The dark clouds that hang over Gotham all year round have kept the city's temperature stable for decades. It is not cold in winter and not hot in summer. This can be said to be the only advantage of this city.
It can be said that as long as you can tolerate the poor air quality and the acid rain that falls every two days, Gotham can be considered a quite livable city in terms of temperature conditions alone.
The stable climate conditions in the past have brought about another problem, that is, there is no way for air conditioning companies to survive here. The coldest time in winter is single digit subzero temperature, and the hottest time in summer does not exceed 30 degrees.
It is completely feasible to rely on a fireplace for heating and a fan for cooling.
This has resulted in the highest incidence of illness in Gotham this summer changing from gunshot wounds to heatstroke.
In Schiller's office at Gotham University, he took the phone and said: "... Of course, I am happy to do this. Chief Gordon, you can just send the things to the school warehouse. Yes, I will report it to the students."
Emphatic, okay, bye."
There was a knock on the door. Schiller turned his head, looked at Anna who was standing by the door and said, "What's wrong?"
"Did the chief of police call you? Is there another murder?"
Schiller shook his head, put the phone away, and then said: "There have been too many people suffering from heat stroke recently, and there are not enough beds in the hospital. Gordon hopes to use the school's underground parking lot to house the patients. Of course they will pay."
Anna frowned, crossed her arms and said, "I can understand that he needs a cool place to house those heat stroke patients, but there is really no place to park nearby."
"If faculty and staff park their cars farther away and walk there in the sun, more people will suffer from heat stroke."
"You should first listen to the remuneration he wants to pay." Schiller smiled, picked up the half-read newspaper on the window sill, and said: "The police academy he organized has started recruiting students, and currently there are three students enrolled.
There are more than ten students, and Gordon plans to ask these trainee detectives to come to Gotham University to install air conditioners for us..."
Anna's face brightened instantly. She pushed her blond hair back, snapped her fingers gently and said, "When he first took office, I knew he would be a good director."
"I haven't prepared his promotion gift yet." Schiller took the newspaper and walked out, and came to the big office with Anna. Victor stood by the window and had just closed the screen.
He walked quickly to Schiller and Anna like a treasure, looked at them with a smile and said, "Guess what I found?"
"If it weren't for the truth of the universe, it wouldn't be worthy of your happy expression now." Schiller sat down at his original workstation, laid the newspaper flat on the table, and began to browse the news.
Victor stretched out his hand, and Anna screamed in fright. She waved to Schiller and said, "Look! Schiller, look what Victor found!"
Schiller sat up straight, glanced in front of the seat, and then discovered that lying in Victor's hand was a small insect with almost transparent wings, a black-gray body, and two round eyes.
, that is a cicada.
Schiller raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised, because just now, he recalled the summers he spent in Gotham, and a strange feeling that something was missing came to his heart. Looking back now, maybe
It is precisely the cicada song that is missing.
Cicadas in the United States are called seventeen-year cicadas because they can live underground for up to seventeen years, but most of them cannot stay that long and will emerge from the ground in three to five years, so cicadas always chirp periodically.
outburst, but Schiller has not heard one in such a long time.
Anna screamed at the cicada lying in Victor's hand. She kept pointing at the small insect with her fingers and said: "There are actually cicadas in Gotham?! And they still can't hit people.
The kind!"
"You have too much hope for entomology." Schiller picked up his pen and marked useful news reports in the newspaper.
If you think about it, there are indeed no insects in Gotham and no wild animals in the suburbs.
This is not surprising. Human beings, who are known as ferocious erect apes, are very embarrassed to live here. It is a bit fanciful to ask wild animal populations to thrive here.
But there is no shortage of animals in Gotham. Basically every month, a mutated rat larger than a human crawls out of the sewers, causing five to six casualties. The urban air force, led by a sparrow with a wingspan about the same as an eagle, also
It's about discipline, but the group of seagulls on the coastline that are bigger than the roof can be called a terrorist gang on the pier.
The people of Gotham, who often deal with these giant mutated monsters, have become accustomed to a monster appearing every few days.
After lunch that day, on his way to the classroom, Schiller saw Victor hurriedly walking through the corridor with an anxious expression on his face.
Schiller stopped Victor and asked: "What's wrong? Professor Fries, where are you going?"
"One of my students fainted." Victor stopped briefly and said, "He suddenly passed out while doing experiments in the low-temperature laboratory. I'm about to go there now."
"Could it be..." Schiller was about to think about whether he had heat stroke like other Gothamites, but then he thought that the place where he fainted was Victor's cryogenic laboratory, although not all rooms in the cryogenic laboratory were
It's very cold, but in a laboratory set up underground, there is no harsh sunlight on the surface, and it is surrounded by low-temperature cold storages. How much hotter can it get?
Victor was very anxious, but Schiller didn't ask any more questions. After saying goodbye to Victor, Schiller walked into the classroom with his handouts.
He looked around and sighed. There was no other reason. The originally full classroom was now less than half full, and the students who came were like eggplants beaten by frost.
Schiller has very strict attendance requirements. Students who take basic psychology courses know that this professor is not easy to fool, so almost no one dares to be absent or sign on behalf of Schiller when he returns to Gotham University to teach.
During this period of time, the attendance rate of students has remained above 98%, and those who did not come will submit leave slips as required.
Schiller did not receive any leave note yesterday, but he was helpless in the face of this situation. He knew very well that the students who did not appear in the classroom must be lying dead in the dormitory.
There's only one reason for this - Gotham University's dormitories don't have air conditioning.
After the temperature soared to 35 degrees this summer, sick leave notes piled up on every professor's desk.
Whether someone would take advantage of the weather to pretend to be sick and take leave to do other things is a question worthy of concern for other professors. Schiller does not have this worry, because in addition to checking attendance, he is also very strict about test scores. If you don’t come
If you fail the exam in class, you will be in bad luck.
Therefore, Schiller was sure that these students who did not come must not be able to get up. In this case, he had no good solution. He could only slow down the progress of the class. This new class that was originally going to be taught was also changed to Q&A.
class.
Schiller has also arranged Q&A classes before, but the results were not good. Students would rather email him after class than ask questions face to face in class. This is a disadvantage of too much authority. Except for those who are truly obsessed with academics,
Most students who are preparing for exams do not dare to risk their lives to answer Schiller face to face even if they do not understand certain questions.
But this time, as soon as Schiller finished speaking, within a few minutes a figure came down the side steps of the seats and came to the podium. Schiller turned his head and found that it was Cobot.
Oswald Copot is already in his sophomore year. After several years of treatment, his mother's condition has become quite stable. However, to be on the safe side, Copot still stayed at home for observation for a year.
After making sure that his mother was fully capable of taking care of herself, he chose to enter the university of his dreams.
However, the major he chose was finance. Finance really requires connections, but now Cobot is Falcone's most popular person, and the Twelve Families also want to see his face. In order to get along with Mayor Roy
He and his team of staff worked together to improve the economic situation of the entire city, and in order to clean up the gangsters, it is not difficult to understand that Cobot, who thought he had a good talent in this area, chose to study for a bachelor's degree in finance.
Gotham University's finance major is a top major, because there are too many financial talents in this city who seek official and part-time jobs for refuge, and there are only a few types of people who need refuge in the financial circle. They are either liars or scammers.
It's a liar who cheated a liar.
This group of people have a common characteristic, that is, they have excellent professional standards, strong business capabilities, and are more proficient in practice than professors from any other university.
As the saying goes, great teachers make great disciples, and graduates of Gotham University's finance major are famous among a certain type of wealthy people.