Chapter 2204: Autumn Arrives Late in the Golden City (Part 4)

Lex took Clark to tour the new manor, or it could be said they toured it together, because before buying this manor, Lex hadn't seen all the rooms inside either.

Clark expressed surprise at this; he really couldn't understand how someone could buy a house without thoroughly walking through it.

"Do you know how many rooms are here?" Lex said somewhat helplessly. "There are about 160 living rooms here."

Clark opened his eyes wide in shock. He found it hard to imagine that a house could have 160 rooms.

Lex stopped and looked him over, saying, "I think you might have a wrong perception of this manor. Didn't you see it when you flew up just now?"

"See what?"

"The entire manor."

"I only saw this house. Wait." Clark turned his head to look at the main gate and said, "Don't tell me the entire building complex I just saw is your house."

"Do you think I would share a rental with someone else?"

Clark took off into the air again, flying out from the main gate. This time he flew higher and saw the full picture of the hillside manor.

Of course, there was more than just the main hall of the manor. From high to low, there were about seven houses scattered, three gardens—two small and one large—three plazas of varying sizes, a golf course, and many smaller buildings. Clark guessed those might be guard booths.

When Clark came here, Lex drove down to pick him up. They drove up along the mountain road, first entering the manor gate. After coming in, there was a central plaza with a decorative sculpture fountain. On both sides of the plaza were porticos supported by Roman columns, surrounded by flowers, leading to the back of the main hall.

Next was the tall manor main hall, with an image similar to the White House—Clark could basically only think of this metaphor. Clark felt it was even more beautiful than the White House because it also had an Eastern European-style square dome, and the walls were sculpted with exquisite murals.

Behind the main hall was a small garden. The portico on the left led to a walkway, and the portico on the right was a driveway. They would eventually rise to another terrace, where there was another house, consistent in style with the main hall, just slightly smaller.

The road wound around the back of this house, all the way to the right side, where the mountain ended and there was a cliff. The surface of the cliff had been transformed into an infinity pool on one side. Next to the pool was another house, about half the size of the main hall, but taller, about five stories high.

Going up another terrace, it was divided into two parts. One part was the manor's large garden, occupying half the hillside, and then connected to the golf course through a small plaza. The area around the golf course was a forest that had clearly been artificially maintained, possibly some kind of nature reserve.

Finally, the top layer was the mountaintop viewing platform, which had also been transformed into a plaza, and on its right side sat the remaining four buildings, all backing onto the mountain and facing the sea, alternating and scattered.

"So you own an entire residential complex?"

"So you intend to use 'residential complex' to evaluate my manor?"

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean that. Its level of luxury far exceeds a residential complex. Um, it's just a bit beyond my cognitive range. I can't think of a better vocabulary to describe it."

"How do you think it compares to Wei En Manor?"

"I think these are two different styles." Clark walked forward with Lex, dragging his luggage and rubbing his chin. "This is much bigger than Wei En Manor. The buildings there are more compact. In fact, it was Bruce who explained it, and I only then knew his home was three houses, but they looked completely connected."

"That looks a lot like some manors in British dramas: a main hall in the middle of the front plaza, with living buildings on both sides surrounding a garden, without too many complicated decorations, but with a style of old Europe."

"And your manor is clearly more modern." Clark gestured and said, "I don't mean its decorative style, but its design is more in line with the needs of modern humans. The reception building, sports and leisure areas are concentrated, and the living quarters and viewing areas are well-divided. You can do one thing in one area in a day without running back and forth."

"Sounds like you're impressed."

"Oh, I can't complain about him to you. He'll always know." Clark lowered his voice and said, "Sometimes he's like a charlatan, popping up out of nowhere with a sentence about something I've done. It's too scary."

"But I still have to say, having to cross an entire garden to iron the clothes I just dried is still too anti-human. Why can't the laundry room and the ironing room be in the same building, and instead have to be in two houses at the farthest opposite ends?"

Lex turned his head to look at Clark and said, "Have you noticed that the house with the ironing room has many smaller bedrooms, and even a floor of corridors and rooms that are very narrow and dense?"

"Of course, the third floor is like that, even about the same size as the room in my apartment. I don't understand who would live there."

"Of course, servants. A traditional British manor, besides the butler and housekeeper, would be equipped with at least 30 male and female servants to be responsible for the cleaning, ironing, boilers, kitchen stoves, etc., for the master and mistress and the entire large family. In addition, there are chefs, coachmen, security..."

"The more I hear, the more it sounds like a residential complex," Clark evaluated. He said, "Then what about you? Do you also intend to hire some... uh, servants?"

"It's not the Victorian era anymore. At Luthor Manor, I have a full set of modern butler service systems. They will arrive by tomorrow. The reason it's not today is because there are too many planes coming to Cat Getan, and my private jet has no flight path."

"Hard to imagine," Clark sighed. "So the ironing room is placed in another house to be closer to the working servants? Then why not put the laundry room there too? Wouldn't it be faster and more convenient to complete the entire process at once?"

"Because there's no room," Lex thought for a moment and said. "They probably didn't have much land when they built the house, so the entire manor is a miniature version. The building with the ironing room probably couldn't fit three laundry rooms."

"Wait, three?"

"Medieval clothes are not like your T-shirts. Silk, lace, wool, etc., different materials of gowns need to be treated differently. Before a grand banquet, just dealing with the clothes of the entire family requires dozens of servants. If there aren't enough hands at home, you have to hire extra laundry workers."

"How amazing," Clark scratched his head and said. "So suits aren't complicated enough, but just those ties make my eyes dizzy."

Lex paused his steps again, looked at him, and said, "If you are going to attend my graduation celebration banquet, I mean, did you bring a gown?"

Before Clark could answer, Lex added, "The banquet isn't hosted by me. Judging by that professor's style, he will have certain requirements for the guests' attire. What do you intend to wear?"

"A suit."

"What kind of suit?"

"What?"

Lex paused his steps again. At this time, they had already walked into the garden. This manor's garden had always been maintained by someone, so even in the spring and autumn, it was still lush, scattered in height, with deep green, light green, golden yellow, and orange-red overlapping, dazzling to the eyes.

"I have a suit," Clark said. "I wear it to attend various formal occasions, and generally, there haven't been any problems."

"What about the fabric?"

"I don't know."

Lex covered his forehead and said, "So you bought an off-the-rack suit? What brand?"

"Not very clear, Lois picked it out for me."

"About how much money?"

"A little over two thousand."

Lex sighed, waved his hand at Clark, and said, "Let's go to your bedroom first. Let me see this piece of clothing. Although I'm very sure now that you can't wear it to Professor Schiller's dinner party, I need to see it."

Clark looked a bit dazed, but he still followed Lex to one of the houses. This was the tallest house in the dense building area, able to overlook the entire Cat Getan City looking forward, and able to see the mountains and the sea looking backward.

The unified, exquisitely decorated retro style made Clark feel that it wouldn't be scientific if a werewolf wasn't howling on the mountaintop on a full moon night.

But all in all, he was very satisfied with this room, because obviously, the chairs here had soft cushions, the cabinet doors were very smooth, no furniture was a cultural relic that needed protection, and there was even an intelligent power system and fresh air conditioning, more suitable for humans and Kryptonians than Wei En Manor.

Clark opened his suitcase. Anyway, he didn't care about the weight of the box, so he just stuffed it full of things, weighing a full 20 kilograms.

The suit was pressed under a pile of things and had become a bit of a mess, but Lex knew this couldn't stop a powerful alien. Clark gave it a casual shake, and the suit became as smooth as if it had just been ironed. Then he walked to the walk-in closet next to it and changed into the formal wear.

The moment Clark came out, Lex admitted that the suit really wasn't very important; this guy looked good even draped in a piece of rag.

A perfect inverted triangle figure, muscles that seemed ready to explode under the fabric, a firm and handsome face, blue eyes like rivers, lakes, and the sea, and a perfect smile that no one could find fault with.

But after gradually adapting to the visual impact from Superman, Lex still had to say, "Your girlfriend has good taste, but it's limited to company annual meetings and press conferences. This kind of thin, flat-collar suit won't be liked by any mainstream banquet."

Clark looked down at himself and said, "I think it's very suitable."

"It is very suitable, and not ugly, it's just that the style is wrong."

"I don't understand," Clark spread his hands and said. "A suit is just like this. It doesn't have as many parts as a medieval gown. What else can you do with it?"

"If you had seen Schiller, of course, maybe not the Professor Schiller you are familiar with, but another Schiller, who is also the person who designed the banquet's wardrobe, perhaps you would take back such a view."

Clark recalled carefully, then remembered who Lex was talking about. After this last mutual hurting between teacher and student, at least the last one he witnessed, he saw someone whose style of dress was not very similar to the previous Professor Schiller.

He said to them, "Bruce always has a home to return to," which left a deep impression on Clark, because when he stared at the colorful suit, all the words sounded like threats that could be deeply executed.

Clark shivered and admitted what Lex said; different suits could indeed embody different temperaments.

"In fact, I don't know what style I am," Clark walked to the chair next to him and sat down, arms resting on his knees, hands hanging down, and said, "I've discussed this with Lois, but you know, they will say, 'You're already good enough.'"

"That's a fact." Since Clark came out, Lex's gaze hadn't left him, based on a purely artistic appreciation of sculptural aesthetic psychology, watching intently to seize the time.

"Any praise expressed by anyone who has seen you must be sincere, at least in terms of appearance, because the impact received is too great, so they are only busy expressing emotions."

"But it can also be understood that their aesthetic level makes them truly unable to offer you useful suggestions. You are the most beautiful person they have ever seen. They don't know what is above this, so naturally, they can't say anything useful."

"Then what about you?" Clark turned his palms over and said, "Am I the most beautiful person you have ever seen?"

Lex actually thought about it very seriously before saying.

"Within my aesthetic range, Bruce Wei En is a bit more beautiful than you." ===== CHAPTER 2205 =====