The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Half an hour later, Schiller came to Gotham University's office with Mirror Master, who had been drenched, and at this time, Victor was packing his things and getting ready to leave work.

Seeing a stranger brought by Schiller suddenly, he leaned over curiously and asked, What's the matter? Who is he? How did you bring him to school?

Schiller patted the Mirror Master hard, causing him to stand still and stagger for a while. Schiller looked at him and asked, By the way, I haven't asked your name yet. What's your name?

My name is Sam, Sam Scudder. The Mirror Master replied, shrinking his neck.

Now, he is under the eaves and has to bow his head. The black curse surrounding him has not been undone. He can clearly feel the passing of vitality. If Schiller can't help him untie the curse, he will die So, he could only follow Schiller to Gotham University.

Aiming at the weakness of the mirror master, Schiller first used psychological tactics to make him panic, and then covered all the reflective items before he was ready, leaving only one flaw in the end, which was the reflective umbrella knife.

But the umbrella knife and the handle of the umbrella are actually one, and living in the handle of the umbrella is Constantine's brother, the cursed soul who was once strangled to death by him in his mother's womb, and then became an innocent soul.

The soul of the curse cannot take the initiative to attack. He must possess someone or an object, and in the process of possessing, there must be contact for a certain period of time, and he cannot float away out of thin air. Therefore, Schiller must lure the master of the mirror image to possess himself. umbrella.

In a panic, Master Mirror Image chose the only escape route without even thinking about it. Naturally, he stepped into the trap and was entangled by the cursed soul.

Schiller once tested the effect of the cursed soul on Marvel's Black Panther, and he was very satisfied with the result. Even the panther god was helpless against this unknown curse.

After all, if this cursed soul is really Constantine's twin brother, then he should have the same extraordinary magical talent as Constantine, and after it transforms into a life form, it will have even more powerful power. No surprise there either.

Anyway, Master Mirror Image was out of luck, and was dragged by Schiller by the collar to Gotham University. Hearing his self-introduction, Schiller nodded, and then said to Victor: My application form here uses It's over, do you have any more? Give me another one.

Yes, there is, but what are you going to use it for? You don't want him to enroll, do you? Victor looked up and down at the Mirror Master and said, He doesn't look like a native of Gotham.

Our school is eclectic and can recruit across state lines, Schiller replied.

Well...but he doesn't look like a student.

It's a question of clothing. Schiller replied again. He dragged Master Mirror to the lounge next to the office, threw him in, and then threw him a set of clothes for him to change by himself. He didn't dare to run away.

Master Mirror Mirror changed his clothes dejectedly. The sweater and sweatpants made him look ten years younger. Schiller dragged him into the office again, pointed at him, and said to Victor: Look, this Isn't it just like a student?

But... But is it really necessary for him to learn skills? Victor looked up and down at the Mirror Master, and saw that the Mirror Master had repaired very clean stubble, no calluses, and well-maintained hands. He went on Said: He doesn't seem to need to learn technology to support himself.

Mirror Master nodded vigorously, his neck was about to break. Schiller looked at him and smirked, It's not whether you need to learn technology, but I think it's necessary for you to learn technology.

Master Mirror Image looked at him and said, But...but I have graduated from university, I am an excellent graduate, I...

Finding that Schiller's eyes were getting worse and worse, the voice of the mirror image master was getting weaker and weaker. He said, Well, it's okay to take another degree.

Victor brought an application form, watched Schiller write on it, and asked, Which major do you plan to assign it to? Or auto repair?

No, I plan to set up a separate major, so that his specialties can be used. Schiller wrote the registration form without looking up, and he said, It's called the mirror image and teleportation major. Under the name of the Technical Vocational College, if the research results are produced, they will be merged into this college.

Mirroring and teleportation? Victor frowned, and said the awkward term again. He looked at Master Mirror and asked, You know how to teleport?

The Mirror Master nodded absent-mindedly, turned his head slightly, and looked at the ceramic water glass beside Victor. The white water glass had a very smooth surface, and the light could be seen. on the surface, and waved to Victor.

Victor's eyes widened, he picked up the water glass, looked up and down, feeling very confused, after a while, the mirror image master came out of the glass, Victor immediately said: Come and tell me, what is the matter with you? Did it? What technology is this?

Before making the mirror, I added a special chemical substance to the solution that was making the mirror. After the mirror gained special abilities, I conducted other research, and this gun...

Master Mirror Image certainly wouldn’t let go of the opportunity to show off his skills. After speaking for a while, he looked up at Victor and said, “Are you also a professor at this university? What major do you teach?”

I am a low-temperature physicist, and now I mainly teach physics. Of course, my research scope is relatively wide, including chemistry, mechanical engineering, and some natural sciences.

Cryogenics? Mirror Mirror Master Mosuo said, holding his pistol, I also know a guy who seems to have mastered some kind of cryogenic technology, but I don't quite understand it.

Oh? Victor raised his eyebrows and raised his interest. He said, Now, there are not many people who study low-temperature physics. If he is famous in the industry, I should have heard of it. By the way, where are you from? city?

Central City, the weather there is much better than here. Master Mirror Image complained, and now he also knows that he lost to Schiller, and the loss was not unjust. This was completely a trap aimed at him, but it was also his luck. Well, we caught up with the typhoon.

Central City? Victor touched his chin and said, I haven't heard of a famous cryogenic laboratory there.

While the two were chatting, Schiller took the registration form, came to Master Mirror Mirror, shook it, handed it to him and said: Now, take this form and report to the Academic Affairs Office, and then be honest. Stay in school and study, you can't leave until you graduate, otherwise...

Schiller raised his umbrella again, Master Mirror Image took two steps back, swallowed and said, Don't worry, I have a double degree in my undergraduate degree, both are full scholarships, and I'm an outstanding graduate. I have enough internship experience. I am good at the ratio of various chemical preparations, I...

Okay, if your academic performance is good, we will also give you a full scholarship. After all, we can't even find anyone who can give a scholarship now. Schiller laughed at himself.

After Mirror Master left, Victor leaned against Schiller's desk and said with a smile: Do you still remember the topic we discussed at the beginning? We are all travelers in the snowy night. campfire……

While reading the paper, Schiller said: Of course remember, everyone who comes here will add firewood, so the campfire will never go out.

What you are doing now is more like standing by the campfire, buying and selling a box of matches. Victor said with a smile, Others are not cold and don't need matches at all, but you still have to sell them.

Schiller paused for a moment before saying, How do you know he's not cold?

Victor choked for a moment. He said, He's not from Gotham. He finished college well and still has a stable job.

If he finished college well and still has a stable job, why would he go into the Wayne Building and steal things? Schiller asked rhetorically.

Victor had nothing to say, and Schiller continued: Why do you say he doesn't need matches? Are you a psychologist, or am I a psychologist?

Also, what is forced buying and selling? I have undertaken part of the criminal reform obligation for the society for free. I should write a bill to the city government of Central City and ask them to pay for that Sam's tuition.

Victor shook his head. Anna sat on the seat and said without raising her head, I really don't understand why you have to argue with a psychologist. This is his specialty.

Yeah, it's like counting the three of us who can talk in this office, and after subtracting you, there are only two people left, which is your professional field. Schiller shot back.

Victor didn't speak. He put on his coat, picked up the key, and said, Are you still staying in the dormitory today? If you do, I'll leave the key to you.

Without looking up, Schiller said, Yes, I'm not going back today, and I'll get up tomorrow morning to stare at the students of the Technical College.

Seeing Schiller's focused expression, Victor shook his head, turned and left.

Master Mirror Image, who left Schiller's field of vision, found a public phone booth nearby, and after dialing the number, he said, The thing is like this...

He briefly explained his current situation, the tone on the other side was very low, but he did not criticize him, but said: I will send someone into Gotham University to investigate, and at the same time I will pick you up. After you solve the curse problem, immediately Return to a safe place.

Mirror Master looked around, lowered his voice and said, That professor is hard to deal with, are you sure the person you sent can...

Don't worry, he is your old acquaintance. Tonight, he will pass by. As long as you don't make too much noise, no one can stop you.

After hanging up the phone, Master Mirror Image heaved a sigh of relief. His previous attitude was just a tactic to delay the attack. He didn't believe that he would be trapped in a university, and he had no interest in going to any vocational technical school at all.

After nightfall, when the wind and rain subsided, Victor was reading books in his dormitory, mainly some neurology materials, and he was starting to take a doctorate in neuroscience by himself.

His wife's physical condition is no longer a major problem. The only thing that has not been resolved is neurodegenerative disease.

The difficulty of this disease is that once it is thawed, it will continue to deteriorate, so even though the current wife's physical condition has returned to the level of a normal person, even healthier than a normal person, Victor still did not choose to thaw her.

Unless there is a 100% success rate, he is not willing to gamble. Although Schiller has brought a lot of information, if he wants to solve Victor's wife's neurodegenerative disease, he must consult an expert.

Any doctor, no matter how skilled he is, cannot guarantee that he will be able to make an accurate diagnosis without seeing the patient. Surgery can only be performed after a complete examination.

When the two parties cannot meet, conservative treatment is adopted. Although the process is relatively slow, it is safe.

With the efforts of the two worlds, the development of cryogenic technology has reached its peak. The frozen people will not have any problems with their body functions. As long as they can slowly solve neurodegenerative diseases and genetic problems, they may recover completely. .

Victor, who was thinking about these questions, glanced out of the window between reading, and then found a sneaky figure under the teacher's dormitory building.

Victor narrowed his eyes. He glanced out the window, then put on his coat, took the freezing gun on the table, and walked towards the door.

In the corridor, he glanced at Schiller's room. Schiller didn't even take off his coat. You were sleeping soundly on the bed, and there was a trace of fatigue between your brows.

Victor knew that although the students were busy, the teachers watching them would only be busier.

And Schiller, in addition to keeping an eye on the technical college, also has to take undergraduate courses, grasp graduate thesis, and help Bruce solve a lot of troubles so that he can study with peace of mind.

Victor thought, Schiller who sells matches? This is really not a fairy tale worthy of praise, because it is full of too much helplessness in reality.

This is more suitable to be the new dark nursery rhyme of this city. If you are unwilling to approach the campfire in the snowy night, or have no strength in a cold night, pick up a torch and find a new way out for yourself.

Then, maybe at the end of a dark alley, you will see a professor with a match in his hand. On your way home, he will light a cigar and hand it to you before the smoke clears away. a match.

As for the cigars, you'll have to find them yourself.