Chapter 1760: Summer in Fool

Shiler followed Pamela to the botany laboratory. After all, someone had just given a gift and encountered trouble. It would be a bit impolite for the recipient to stand by and watch.

The botany laboratory of Cat Getan University was in the old laboratory building, not with the high-energy physics laboratory and the low-temperature laboratory. But the things that happened recently fully proved the necessity of the existence of the new laboratory building.

There were no particularly expensive instruments in this old laboratory building, so the rampage of plants didn't cause too much loss. If all laboratories were crowded into one building, the beating plants would become the culprit for the decline in the teaching quality of Cat Getan University.

Because the building was a bit old, there was some accumulated water at the front door, so Pamela and Shiler took a detour and entered the laboratory building from the side door: "It's not that I didn't take any defensive measures. I installed sprinklers with special plant toxins in the warehouse and laboratory, which are only effective against beating plants that have gone crazy. Once they break out of prison, the sprinklers will start, and the plants stained with plant toxins will immediately become quiet and won't cause too much damage."

"Very visionary, Miss." Shiler looked out the window.

Going up to the third floor, the male student named Lant still looked a bit frightened, but it wasn't because of the pile of beating plants paralyzed on the ground. Students majoring in botany were all very accustomed to all this. There were no plants that Pamela couldn't handle.

Pamela was also clear about this, so she immediately walked forward to help Lant up and asked: "What's wrong? What scared you like this?"

"There was a person..." Lant took a deep breath, but still looked a bit panicked. Shiler immediately walked forward, pressed his shoulder, and said: "Deep breath, calm down, don't recall, focus on the current problem."

"Oh, my god, you are, you are Professor Rodriguez? Why did you come here?"

"I followed Pamela to take a look."

Lant scanned the plant corpses on the ground, his face revealing a look of regret, and said: "Sorry, I said it wrong. The plants didn't break out of prison; they were trying to protect me."

Pamela's face immediately became serious. She took Lant and Shiler into the botany laboratory, let Lant sit down in front of the laboratory bench, and then she asked: "What exactly happened? Start from the time you came here."

"I wasn't doing sample analysis of plant toxins recently? Because I was about to finish my thesis, I came to the laboratory an hour early, hoping to push the progress forward."

Lant glanced at Shiler uneasily. He knew that this professor was famous for being strict at Cat Getan University, and he didn't know if he would tell his professor about his rushing the thesis.

Shiler's complexion didn't change at all. He actually didn't care whether students were rushing their thesis, or rather, it was already very good that they had the heart to rush their thesis. Conversely...

"I felt something was wrong as soon as I entered the laboratory. The things on the row of shelves next to the window had been moved."

Shiler frowned slightly. Pamela explained: "Lant is a local of Cat Getan. He has hyperthymesia. He can even remember the distribution of the veins of every plant leaf."

Lant smiled embarrassedly and said: "Yes, this illness troubled me for a long time before, but I have now learned to use the veins of plant leaves to summarize the information I collect, and it has improved a lot."

"That's very good." Shiler evaluated. He thought, it seems to be another Cat Getan-style genius, but he still added a sentence: "If you have any problems with memory summarization, you can come and ask me. Just send an email."

"Thank you, Professor. I'll continue. The person who moved it was probably very professional. The scene was restored very well, but he left scratches on a melon vine we cultivated."

"I was checking the scratches at the time, and suddenly heard movement in the next room. I went over and saw a black shadow flash past behind the door, but immediately after, he let out a muffled groan. I saw blood left on the thorns of a small thorn vine."

"I was scared silly, but fortunately that shadow looked very angry. He turned to deal with the living plants. I still let out a scream. I didn't expect more plants to rush out from the door of the warehouse next to it. They beat him away."

"But that person seemed very powerful. He used a spray, or it could be powder, poisoning many plants to death. I went to check the scene and found that the plants that rushed out from the warehouse were all the plant samples I usually take care of. They were probably trying to protect me."

Lant's face revealed a sad expression. Shiler could see that this boy was very likely because of hyperthymesia, usually not very good at dealing with humans, pouring all his emotions into plants, so he felt sad for the death of the plants.

Pamela also rarely revealed a look of anger. She turned and walked toward the room next to it. Seeing more plant corpses, anger burned up.

Shiler stood at the door and asked: "Do you feel anything?"

"The plants were poisoned to death." Pamela knelt down halfway, holding up a leaf with her hand and saying: "A potent toxin, I'm afraid it has an effect on any organism."

Hearing the word "toxin," Shiler immediately thought of something. He looked at Pamela and asked: "What would the manifestation be on the human body?"

"I don't know. I have almost no internal medicine knowledge, and the difference between the manifestations of plants and animals is too big, it's hard to associate." Pamela stood up and took a deep breath, loosening the clenched fist, and said: "The plants hurt him and left a tiny bit of plant toxin in his body. We can track him with this."

"Wait, Pamela, let's send this classmate to the infirmary first. No matter who the other party is, he hasn't run out of Cat Getan so fast. This is our territory."

Pamela saw Shiler helping Lant up. She breathed a sigh of relief, shook her head, and pressed down certain urgent emotions.

Reason told her that acting on impulse was not the best choice. She was a bit too impulsive just now, actually wanting to chase a stranger who used poison. Getting poisoned was no joke.

After calming down, Pamela discovered that the thinking of the Green was affecting her. She was particularly angry about the death of plants. She knew this was the price of using plant power, but she must try her best to remain rational. Cat Getan's danger wouldn't decrease just because it saw the sun again.

Shiler sent the student named Lant to the infirmary. When Lant arrived at the infirmary, he was a bit more awake, so he told Shiler a more important clue.

"I once used a microscope to observe the epidermal cells of the melon vine. I remembered the arrangement of the cells. The scratches that person left on the melon vine were a bit special. His fingernails were thicker than ordinary people. I mean, there was a coating on the fingernails."

After settling Lant, Shiler and Pamela got into the car. Pamela sat in the passenger seat with her eyes closed. Within her field of vision, all things presented a rich or light green color, and in a certain direction, green mist drifted over like a ribbon.

"Turn right, Professor, and then turn left at the first ramp at the intersection."

Shiler kept driving forward according to Pamela's instructions. Finally, Pamela said: "Go forward about five hundred meters, and then turn right."

"Are you sure? Ahead is Cat Getan Cathedral."

"I'm sure." Pamela opened her eyes and said coldly: "He is right there. He is trying to remove the plant toxin."

Shiler drove all the way to the front of Cat Getan Cathedral, but the old priest wasn't there today. There were only a few helpers who came to clean the church. Shiler didn't pay attention to their obstruction, took Pamela and drove straight in, coming to the back of the cathedral.

"No, not here." Pamela took a deep breath and closed her eyes again. Suddenly, she opened her eyes, a flash of light in her eyes, and her gaze looked toward the ground.

"Underground?"

A name was instantly highlighted in Shiler's heart. His right hand grabbed out of thin air, and a black umbrella appeared in his hand. He turned his head to look at Pamela and said: "Miss, how is your combat ability?"

"Is the other party very strong?" Pamela was a bit nervous. She took a deep breath and said: "It's okay, no... it's very good at fighting."

"The other party is from the League of Assassins." Shiler said while taking Pamela to walk toward the passage leading to the underground, "And it is very likely to be Talia al Ghul. I should have thought of it when Bruce said he was hiding from a woman yesterday."

"Talia?" Pamela repeated this name with some confusion, and asked again: "Who is she? And what is the League of Assassins?"

"She is a woman obsessed with sleeping with Batman and leaving offspring. The League of Assassins is the organization behind her. They want to get Batman's genes because they think Batman is excellent enough."

"Then you have to stop them, Professor, otherwise you will have another student who doesn't write a thesis in twenty years."

Shiler's hand holding the umbrella tightened immediately. He said: "What a shocking guess, Miss, but from the perspective of genetics, it is not impossible."

Looking at Shiler's quickened pace, Pamela breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that she was just an ordinary female college student now, basically never fought, and although her theoretical strength was very powerful, it was very likely useless without actual combat experience.

And the League of Assassins sounded like a powerful thing. It was very difficult to deal with it by herself. But if this professor was willing to be a little serious, the other party would be nothing to fear.

Pamela also knew Shiler for a long time. She knew what this professor cared about most. A little manipulation technique, Pamela thought, but it was not worth being proud of. After all, not everyone was like Bruce, who had been with Shiler for such a long time and still knew nothing about psychology.

Shiler opened the door leading to the underground, and a rich smell of wine came with the breeze. Pamela fanned in front of her nose with her hand and said: "I didn't know there was a wine cellar under the cathedral. Was it secretly built by the priests?"

"That's not wine. Be careful. Talia might know that kind of thing better than us, and they are already using it."

Shiler walked down and saw the long-lost wine pool under Cat Getan Cathedral, and then, as expected, saw a woman's figure in front of the pool that was glowing with fluorescence.

"You finally came, Bruce We..."

"Bang!"

The tip of the umbrella touched the ground, the mist condensed into a shape. Shiler put both hands on the handle of the umbrella, looking at Talia who was knocked into the pool, and revealed a knowing look.

Generally speaking, no matter who the enemy Shiler faced was, acting directly wasn't his style. But after discovering that the other party might be Talia, Shiler again sprouted the idea of conducting academic experiments.