In the afternoon in the Himalayas, the blue sky is as clear as a block of ice, and the sound of sweeping snow comes from the window, like the best hypnotic tune. After eating, Pamela is lying on the table to take a nap.
A yawning Schiller walked in. He had obviously just woken up from a nap. The sound of him opening the door woke Pamela up. Pamela smoothed her red hair, stretched and lay down again.
"How are you doing? Are you feeling better from the altitude sickness?"
"Much better, but I still feel sleepy and have no energy." Pamela lowered her eyelids with a sleepy expression.
"Are you free now for a simple psychological evaluation?"
"What is that? Does it have to be done?" Pamela looked up at him with some confusion, but her chin still did not leave the table.
"Every superhero here wants to be a superhero, but many of them have postponed it for too long."
"What's the point?"
"Continuing to pay attention to the mental health of superheroes will help to understand their mental state and avoid certain disasters caused by their psychological problems."
"This is not feasible in our place. The superheroes we have there all have psychological problems in walking." Pamela smiled and said, "But Harley is always keen on giving me psychological counseling. I think I am fine."
"You would think that the biggest thing is that she gives you psychological counseling and makes you okay." Schiller rolled his eyes slightly and said: "It's similar to one person turning on a flashlight and asking another person to crawl, and the other person says, 'I
I'm not going to climb. If you turn off the flashlight, won't I fall down?"
Pamela laughed heartily, and Schiller walked over and rolled her eyelids with his hand and said, "I think you are still in a state of altitude sickness. Your mind is not very clear."
"This is good. Sometimes it's uncomfortable to be too sober. Now I realize the joy of being an ordinary person."
"How is the progress of the experiment?" Schiller had to ask her something serious.
Pamela finally sat up. She moved her somewhat stiff arms, shook her head and said, "Not bad, at least she performed well on cabbage."
"Why is it cabbage again? Aren't they growing herbs?"
"You don't think we really have so many precious herbs for experiments, do you? It's hard to find wild ones now, and the boss named Strange is still obsessed with them. What can we use if we don't use cabbage?"
Pamela took out an experimental petri dish from under the table and placed it on the table. The cabbage inside was smaller than normal, but its surface had a very beautiful rainbow-colored polarized light. It was also a perfect +16 ingredient in a food game.
"Why so small?"
"People here seem to have a misunderstanding." Pamela said: "They think that concentration is the essence, and they think that truly wild medicinal materials will not grow very big. As long as they are small enough, they must be wild, while those giant ones are
Breeded.”
Schiller nodded, thinking that Pamela was right. He had chatted with some people who were keen on buying Chinese medicinal materials. They generally believed that overly full and complete medicinal materials were grown in large amounts of water and fat in greenhouses. Only
The ones that are small and weird are the wild ones.
"So I reduced the size of the plants I raised. After all, I don't need them to hit people. Then I changed the structure of the plant cells so that they can store extremely weak magic power."
"Do you know what our problem is now? If you make something that is obviously a magical plant, it will not pass the test. This kind of thing is definitely not allowed to be sold. They have suffered a loss."
"This is exactly the problem we want to solve in the next step. Now we have basically found a stable plant cell structure that can be used to store magic power, and we have also verified that an extremely small amount of magic power intake can help balance various aspects of the body of ordinary people.
Indicators do have the function of extending life."
"And this extremely weak magical energy can also change the magical affinity of ordinary people over time. Once the number of users is large and the range is wide, it can create an effect similar to herd immunity, allowing most people within a certain range to have
Magical Affinity.”
"But the specific storage level is still being studied. The one I have is full, so it is inevitable that the appearance will be abnormal. Now we are considering gradually downgrading it."
"How is this grown? Can it be promoted on a large scale?"
"This was trained by the Archmages, but Stark has already developed a broad-spectrum radiation instrument. That is the key to mass production, but half of the people he got are gone, so we have to carry out the magnitude first
It’s time to adjust this step.”
Schiller nodded, thinking that this research process was very good. Pamela said: "I didn't bring my experimental assistant over there. The Supreme Mage wanted me to pick a few assistants from the school here, but I
I don’t understand the language with them, I really can’t understand Chinese and Indonesian, and their English is not very good either.”
"Barry is good at running errands. He has been running back and forth between the laboratory and the Archmage's residence these days, but he can't help with this aspect of research. The Chinese guy you found has pretty good English, but it's a pity that he
We have to plan the construction of the village, and there are too few manpower available for experiments now."
Schiller thought for a while and said: "Then I will transfer a few assistants from Gotham Academy of Magic to you. Forget it, just find an acquaintance. Dick and Raven are quite free, let them come over, and I will find some more for you."
A Spider-Man."
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"By the way." Schiller said as if he suddenly remembered something: "Have you been near the mountain recently? Have you heard anything?"
Pamela shook her head, but quickly said: "We previously placed a machine in the cave next to the village below, which is the radiation machine developed by Stark, but the cave is very shallow, and we have also sealed it.
Okay, nothing should happen."
Schiller nodded. In the past few days, he had also found some news reports and learned about what happened on this land. Judging from those few words that were kept secret, Chi You was buried quite deep, and there were structures built outside.
There are layers of defenses, let alone them. Even if Magneto comes, they may not be able to wake him up. There is no need to worry unfounded and stop eating because of choking.
After coming out of Pamela's laboratory, Schiller used his mobile phone to contact Spider-Man who was free, and walked towards the portal, preparing to go to DC to find a few idle people to pull over for research.
But except for some people who have participated in the fighting world or have been here before, most of them are not familiar with him, and they don't know the relationship between him and Arrogance. It is really easy to scare them when he appears so suddenly. Schiller
I still had to change into a black suit before leaving, and it was time to pretend to be arrogant again.
After arriving in Gotham through the portal, Schiller first went to the other world and caught Dick and Raven, who had done nothing recently and had been crazy in love.
The arrogant skin is really useful. The two of them were like trembling quails. They were afraid that Schiller would catch them asking about their studies. Schiller made an open-minded gesture, and the two of them ran to the opposite side.
The universe.
Schiller should have gone back immediately, because Spider-Man had already replied to his message, but thinking that Arrogance had bought a new house before, and Arrogance never knew how to clean up the house, Schiller decided to go over and take a look.
Schiller drove to his new home. When he arrived, he discovered that he did not have a key. He could only open the lock through the gray fog and found the cell phone that had been placed on the table by Arrogance.
Because the two universes are not in the same era, mobile phones are not universal. Although there are two major technology groups, Wayne and Luther, the mobile phones used by Pride are still ordinary flip phones, while Greed has begun to use micro
Holographic communication terminal.
Schiller picked up this ancient mobile phone, and as soon as he opened it, he saw a dozen unread messages. Could it be that Arrogance is so poor that he is being collected for debt?
Schiller pressed the button for a long time before opening the text message interface, and then discovered that these messages were sent by Oliver.
The contents of the text messages were a bit misleading. One moment, he asked Schiller how the move to the new house was going, and the next moment he asked Clark how he was doing. It felt like he was trying to cover up his situation.
Schiller guessed that Clark was probably broadcasting the situation in Mexico in the Marvel Universe to Oliver through pictures or text, and Oliver couldn't sit still.
Judging from the situation in the Marvel Universe, it’s strange that he can sit still. The situation in Mexico in the Marvel Universe is much better than here, because they have been forced to the point where they are ready to go, and they can give them the greatest support.
Our country is not the surviving Soviet Union.
Schiller could tell how anxious Oliver was from just a few words in the text message, but considering that this man was still being stubborn, Schiller decided to ignore it and clean up the house first.
But Oliver was probably impatient. Schiller had just finished tidying up the living room when the doorbell rang.
When Schiller opened the door, he saw Oliver standing outside the door, holding ingredients and wine in his hands. What caught Schiller's attention most was a big fish.
The Schillers don't particularly like to eat anything, but if they have to choose one thing, they relatively like to eat fish. Greedy especially likes to go fishing around New York with Matt when they have nothing to do, and then grills fish and drinks.
For the sake of the fish, Schiller opened the door anyway. Oliver noticed Schiller's eyes and immediately smiled proudly and said: "I know you like to eat this, let's go in."
The two of them walked into the room together. Oliver looked up at the furnishings here and said, "I received an invitation to your housewarming party, but my friend was injured at that time. I was taking care of her and I didn't have time to come over."
"Black Canary?"
Oliver looked at him a little strangely, not understanding why he called him a code name. It was actually because Schiller forgot what the name of Black Canary was, and he didn't pay much attention to these lunatics in DC.
"Yes, she chased the Penitent Cartel's hometown before, but those cunning guys escaped and set up a trap to ambush her. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and did not succeed, but she still suffered.
A little injured."
"Well..." Oliver looked up at Schiller and hesitated, "Clark sent me a lot of text messages, saying that he was in another universe, um..."
"Yes, he is just escaping." Schiller said deliberately: "Nothing can compare with the career you once had. These little troubles he is making now are just substitutes."
"A small fight?" Oliver raised his voice and said, "They even made it clear. I don't know how they have such courage! It's only been a few decades. Do they think..."
Schiller smiled and said: "Perhaps the greatest miracle in the world happened during these decades?"