Gotham University's High Energy Physics Laboratory is located on the west side of the school. It is the newest and largest high energy physics research facility on the East Coast funded by the Luther Group. All experiments related to Gotham's weather are conducted here.
Although it is difficult to say whether using the angel halo to clear all the dark clouds in Gotham is within the scope of high-energy physics, the experimental process does require the use of some high-energy physics equipment, so Lex spent most of his study life in Gotham.
Spend time in this laboratory.
There is an entire team here that studies Gotham's weather. In addition to the more outstanding talented students at Gotham University, there are also some climatologists who are interested in Gotham's special climate conditions, so they have also joined Luther Investment's research team.
Needless to say, the results of the experiment are that Gotham has basically completed artificial climate control. The heavy rain last night was also the result of artificial rainfall. When he got up this morning, Lex hurriedly put on short sleeves and beach shorts.
I bought a cup of coffee from the vending machine and rushed to the laboratory.
This has been his daily routine for the past few years. After all, the difficulty of making Gotham see the sun is about as difficult as making an enemy of the entire world. Even for a peerless genius like Luther, the academic pressure is very high, and he cannot afford to study too early.
It’s really not necessarily possible to produce such amazing results.
It rained all night last night and there was water on the road. Lex stepped on a pair of slippers and walked through the tree-lined road on the side of the teaching building. He poured the last sip of coffee into his mouth and squeezed the bottle.
Throwing it into the trash can at the entrance of the laboratory, Lex pushed open the door of the laboratory building.
People along the way were greeting him. Lex nodded sleepily. Last night, he monitored the indoor wind direction and humidity in Gotham until almost four o'clock in the morning. Now it is six thirty in the morning. Lex is so sleepy that he can no longer tell the difference between southeast and southeast.
Northwest.
After entering the laboratory, continue to look at the data, and check the email just sent by Pamela on the computer next to it, which is the plant survival data she recorded.
After the sun rises in Gotham, Mayor Roy has been carrying out urban greening work. As we all know, urban greening requires not only planting trees, but also street shrubs, decorative flower beds, lawns and sculptural plants.
Now Lex and Pamela are actively communicating to finalize a sunshine duration that is suitable for Gotham's plants. As for whether it is suitable for humans, Gotham people can survive in such harsh conditions anyway, so it's okay to have more sun and less sun.
Just as Lex continued to immerse himself in studying the information, there was a knock on the door of the laboratory. Lex looked up and saw a bright smiling face. Clark, wearing black-rimmed glasses, was carrying a camera on one shoulder and holding a glass of ice in one hand.
Coffee came in.
"Good morning, Lex, long time no see." Clark showed a standard eight-tooth smile.
Lex rolled his eyes slightly and said nothing. Clark didn't care at all about his indifference. He put down the two cups of coffee and stretched his neck to read the information in Lex's hand.
After taking a look and realizing that he couldn't understand, Clark didn't comment. He just took out two straws from his bag, took off the paper packaging and threw them into the trash can. Then he inserted the straws into the two cups of coffee, and
One of the cups was pushed in Lex's direction.
"No, I drank." Lex said without raising his head.
Clark didn't feel embarrassed either. While drinking coffee, he looked up at the laboratory, sometimes looking at the lamp above his head, sometimes looking at the scenery outside the window. Finally, Lex couldn't stand it anymore, and he
Putting down the information, he turned to look at Clark and said, "Are you okay?"
Clark immediately laughed, and while putting the bag he was carrying in his other hand on the table, he said, "I really want to ask you for help with something."
Lex's eyes fell on the bag he put on the table. It was a laptop bag, gray in color, with a logo that Lex was very familiar with printed on it.
Sure enough, Clark took out a Luther laptop computer from his computer bag and placed it on the table, and then said: "This is the latest laptop computer launched by Luther Group that I bought a month ago. It is very easy to use.
, I finally no longer have to go to the public multimedia room of the newspaper office to check photos and retouch them."
"The only problem is that I have a cat and a dog at home. When they were fighting, they pushed the laptop to the ground. Well, I know that ordinary pets cannot push such heavy things to the ground.
, but both of them are clearly unusual."
"Little Krypton swept the laptop to the ground with his tail. He felt very guilty because he knew how much I liked this computer. This cost me all my savings..."
"Can you get to the point?"
"Can you help me fix it?"
Clark rubbed his hands and looked at Lex expectantly. Lex looked at the innocent look in his blue eyes, took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and said: "Clark...
Kent, don’t you think there’s anything wrong with asking the person in charge of the Luther Group to repair the computer of the Luther Group?! Where did you buy it and send it for warranty!!!”
After yelling, Lex picked up the information on the table angrily and continued to read. Clark scratched his head and said with some confusion: "I didn't want to trouble you at first, but I found the guy who sold me the computer.
After the shopping guide, he said that I damaged it myself and it was not covered by the warranty.”
"I took it to another computer shop for repair. The maintenance staff said that this computer was the latest model and they did not have replacement parts. If the machine was disassembled, the official warranty would be invalid, so I was told to go to the official store.
.”
"I called Luther Group's warranty department again, but they said I had to send the computer to the electronic repair center in Gotham. They could only repair it for me after they checked that it was indeed a product quality problem..."
Lex paused while flipping through the information. After sighing, he put down the document in his hand and turned to look at the laptop.
Clark reached out and turned the laptop over. Now you can see the power of Xiao Krypton's tail. The back shell of the laptop was half broken, and the circuits and components were exposed.
Seeing this situation, Lex could only stand up. He walked to the table, lifted up the laptop, looked around, frowned and said, "How could it be so bad?"
"Well, my dog is indeed a bit special." Clark said rather embarrassedly: "I guess there are no electronic products in the world that can withstand its tail. This is not the fault of the computer, so I am using it as a personal
I’m here to ask you if I can help you. If you can’t fix it, forget it..."
Lex frowned and glanced at him, as if he was dissatisfied with his use of the word "cannot be repaired", but he still moved the laptop to the experimental table next to him and began to check it.
Clark also explained on the side: "The salesman heard that it was my dog who broke it, and he didn't believe it, but I really didn't lie to him. Little Krypton is very sad now, but he is a good dog, and I can't bear to criticize him.
…”
"Can you be quiet for a moment?" Lex impatiently took the toolbox and put it on the table with a bang.
Clark stopped talking and sat across from the experimental table with his cheek in one hand and a coffee cup in the other hand to drink coffee.
After a while, he saw Lex's face becoming more and more solemn. Clark's eyes widened in disbelief and couldn't help but ask: "Is it really so troublesome? Or..."
"Shut up!" Lex yelled at him again, but he stared at the computer unblinkingly and said: "I remember that the design drawing I drew at that time was not like this. There is something wrong with the material of this casing.
The internal structure is also..."
Then Clark saw Lex bringing a lot of equipment, wiring, plugging in, and taking apart the entire casing. After working for about half an hour, he stood in front of the experimental table with a gloomy face.
Staring motionlessly at the remains of the computer.
The thing that appeared on the experimental table really couldn't be called a computer because it had been completely disassembled. Clark was hesitant and just about to open his mouth when Lex said: "Stop talking, I'll give you one later."
Brand new.”
"No, I just want to know, is there something wrong with this computer?"
Lex raised his eyelids and glanced at Clark again. Looking at his sincere expression, he hesitated a little. He glanced sideways, pursed his lips and asked reluctantly: "Do you think this computer is easy to use?"
?"
"It's very easy to use. It's the best computer I've ever used." Clark nodded vigorously and said, "The user interface is simply great. I also like the startup pattern, especially the earth pattern that flashes.
animation, was that designed by you?”
"That's not the point. What I'm asking you about is performance."
"Then I don't know. I usually only use it to check emails and photos, and occasionally edit pictures. It is very smooth to use and has never been stuck. It is much better than the laptop in the multimedia classroom of our newspaper office."
Lex rolled his eyes helplessly and said: "This is completely different from the design drawing I originally drew. The downgrade is so severe that your computer will break when you drop it on the ground. It is because the strength of the outer casing material is not up to standard."
"But aren't you the boss of Luther Group?" Clark opened his mouth and said in surprise.
Lex, on the other hand, seemed a little irritable. He said: "Business matters are very complicated. I don't have time to worry about the details, but I didn't expect them to dare to fool me."
After saying that, he turned around and walked to the phone desk. After dialing a number, he asked about some computer products. Then Clark heard Lex say angrily: "...Planned obsolescence principle? This is what you put in
Why are Luther Group's products as crispy as soda crackers? And then they combined with a lot of sales staff training and strict after-sales thresholds, so that they can produce amazing sales within a quarter to fool me, who knows nothing.
A kid who understands?!"
"Just because Wayne Group's product sales during the same period were less than half of ours, you think they can't take this path and we have no rivals?! Your short-sightedness simply shocks me!"
"They are lacking in software just because Bruce Wayne doesn't think about it now. He doesn't realize the importance of human-computer interaction. Once he makes improvements in this area, you think it will be as hard as a military weapon."
Will the same electronic product be inferior to the soda crackers you made?"
"I don't want to talk to you anymore. Don't ask me about your qualifications. The potted plants on the window sill of my office are much smarter than you. You can get out!"
Lex hung up the phone with a "pop", which made Clark tremble. Looking at Lex's depressed expression, Clark put his hands on the table and said: "It's not surprising, right? No one can cover everything.
"
"These idiots who eat nothing but corpses are the only legacy my father left to me." Lex hammered the table and said, "Sooner or later I will have to let them..."
"Jingle Bell!"
The phone rang suddenly. Lex turned his head and looked over, walked towards the phone again, picked up the receiver and said over there: "Hello? Bruce?...Okay, I'll go over now..."
"Where are you going?" Clark asked, looking at Lex who was packing his things and about to leave.