Chapter 2510

Watching Merkel leave, Anna and Victor, who were in Anna's office, poked their heads out and looked in the direction of Schiller's office.

"Why did Merkel leave?"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of a vacuum cleaner rang out in Schiller's office. Victor was taken aback and said, "What's the situation? It wouldn't be Schiller cleaning it himself, right?"

"I find it hard to imagine how he would work in a suit," Anna shook her head and withdrew her gaze, returning to the office. Victor followed behind her, took out his phone, looked at it, and said, "Nora is coming over to deliver lunch for us in a while. She packed some things at the seafood restaurant we went to before."

"It seems your economic situation isn't that bad, you can even afford a restaurant of that grade."

"Because that restaurant is about to close down," Victor said helplessly. "The boss is selling it at a discount. Considering the food quality is not bad, we went to eat a few more times."

After finishing, he looked outside the door again and said, "Don't you think our Professor Schiller has changed a lot? Do you think he would have accepted moving so easily before?"

Anna shook her head. The answer was of course negative, because when moving from the collective office to an independent office before, Schiller showed great discomfort.

For example, every morning when he arrived at school, he had to go to his original desk in the collective office for a round, just like he did every morning, first folding a piece of paper he had placed on the desk the day before, putting the pen back into the pen holder, turning around to press the punch-in machine, and sitting down after pulling the chair back.

It's just that after this, he had to stand up and return to his office, and on his original desk, there was only that piece of paper, pen, and chair that he needed to do this.

To cooperate with his obsessive-compulsive behavior, no one moved his desk. Because of this, the office had a vacant seat, and another professor who didn't want to squeeze with the original colleagues had to squeeze with other colleagues after moving over.

It's not that no one thought about persuading Schiller, but Schiller's state looked completely unconscious. Out of consideration for colleagues, no one opened this mouth.

Before formally carrying out this move, many professors worried that Schiller could run back and forth because he was uncomfortable before, because the two offices were at most separated by a corridor, but now the new and old universities are separated by a car ride of more than an hour.

"And 'money', when did you ever hear Schiller take the initiative to discuss money?" Anna opened her mouth, stared with her eyes, and made an exaggerated expression of shock, saying, "He even intends to earn money himself!"

"If it weren't for the weather being so cold, I would think it's April Fool's Day now." Victor was obviously also very shocked. He said, "He does look a bit better. He doesn't look that anxious, which means his obsessive-compulsive behavior has weakened. Being able to clean up with a vacuum cleaner himself means his cleanliness situation has also weakened."

"And he actually intends to open a psychological clinic. Even if he only accepts a limited number of patients, this is taking the initiative to establish contact with strangers. Although I don't know much about psychology, for an autistic patient, this can be called a miracle, right?"

"But I think he still needs help," Anna said, touching her chin. "Soon he will find that the life of an ordinary person he has always pursued is not that good, it's all trivial matters, and it's annoying to deal with."

"But this is still a good attempt. If this fails, it will be even harder in the future." Victor wiped the dust off the sofa and sat down, then said, "Why do we establish contact with others? Isn't it to help each other when encountering difficulties? If you don't do this, then being withdrawn doesn't matter."

"If he wants to take the initiative to establish contact with others, then he should understand this point, and the method is the people he has established contact with, helping him when he encounters trouble. Only then can he understand the essence of mutual contact between ordinary people."

"Perhaps it is because we are too weak," Anna said, sitting opposite Victor. "There is no way to solve something alone. For example, we have to take time to clean the office now and have no time to eat lunch, so we have to count on your wife to deliver food to us. This is the simplest example of generating contact with others and helping each other."

"Yes, so contact is not just simple contact, it's not that you must associate for a certain goal, and this association is beneficial to yourself."

"But is associating with those patients or us really beneficial to Schiller? He looks like he can solve everything alone."

"Actually, he can't," Victor retorted. "From a macro perspective, he can indeed solve all major events, but anyone in this world, or even things that are not human, perhaps angels or something, as long as they live on Earth, they cannot solve all troubles by themselves, because the entire Earth is a big trouble."

"Oh... damn it!"

The shouting came from Schiller's office. The two stood up immediately and rushed out. After rushing into Schiller's office, they found that his trouser leg was rolled into the vacuum cleaner.

Friends who have used a vacuum cleaner should know that the handle in front of the vacuum cleaner and the machine itself are connected by a soft tube. In order to facilitate extending the handle and suction head in front to various places to clean, some tubes can be adjusted in length.

And now, Schiller looks like he had a fight with this tube, and didn't win. The suction head of the vacuum cleaner is firmly sucked on his trouser leg, and the poor fabric of the suit pants has been pulled wrinkled.

Anna and Victor rushed up to separate the two of them, and then Schiller was able to be liberated. Victor looked back and saw that Schiller was not wearing a suit jacket, but only a regular shirt. Just as he said, he neither wore suspenders nor sleeve garters, and the shirt was indeed a bit wrinkled.

But obviously, Schiller has no mind to care about this now. He gave Victor and Anna a rough explanation of what happened.

Schiller is not unable to use a vacuum cleaner, but a vacuum cleaner has many suction heads. Because he hasn't used it, he doesn't know what the cleaning area corresponding to each suction head is.

Of course, just from the appearance, the larger suction head might be used to suck the floor, the smaller one might be used to clean the gaps, but there is another problem, which is that the vacuum cleaner can adjust the gear.

The vacuum cleaner Merkel used is a multi-functional integrated vacuum cleaner specially used for manor cleaning. It can suck carpets and soil, just by changing different filter screens.

The combination of suction head, gear, and filter screen is not simpler than a mystical magic circle at all. People who use this thing for the first time cannot figure it out and can only try them one by one.

Schiller doesn't clean the room much, but he also knows that this is a tiring job. He should clean the sofa first to get a rest space for himself, so that he can sit for a while when he is tired of cleaning.

So he picked a suction head that looked like it could suck a leather sofa. For the sake of insurance, he first adjusted a smaller gear and then started cleaning the dust.

It went very smoothly at first, and the floating dust on the surface of the sofa was sucked clean, but the problem is that the sofa has gaps, and Schiller still has to clean the dust in the gaps, which is the focus of cleaning.

Schiller thought about it, measured the size of the gap, and changed to a smaller brush head, but he forgot to adjust the gear, and the result was a disaster.

As everyone knows, per unit time, the impact and suction force generated by the same amount of air passing through a pipe with a smaller diameter are stronger. For the large suction head just now, the gear is indeed low, but for this small suction head, to exaggerate, even if Jörmungandr came, the scales would be plucked off.

Schiller poked this suction head into the gap of the sofa, eh, it couldn't be taken off. He didn't dare to pull hard, fearing to tear the sofa. Finally, after thinking about it, he used gray fog.

But don't forget, the ordinary form of gray fog is weaker than a vacuum cleaner. Finally, the suction head was pulled off, but at the moment it was pulled off, the gray fog was almost sucked in entirely.

Fortunately, Schiller reacted quickly and restored his original form. The result was that his trouser leg was sucked in.

He didn't dare to pull hard even more. The suit fabric is much more expensive than the leather sofa surface. He could only choose to turn off the vacuum cleaner first, but because the machine was relatively far away, he had to drag the suction head and the rod behind it and walk over. During this time, he was wrapped in a ball with the tube, and the result looked like he was kidnapped by the vacuum cleaner.

Finally turning off the buzzing vacuum cleaner, Schiller let out a long breath and looked at his trouser leg with some heartache.

Although he still has many similar suits, judging from his current financial situation, that is one less for every one that is broken.

"Are you okay?" Anna supported him and said, "This kind of large vacuum cleaner needs training before use. How could your butler dare to leave this thing with you?"

"He returned to Moscow," Schiller shook his hands and said. "I mean he returned to the UK to participate in some advanced butler training activities."

Victor and the others were obviously already very used to Schiller's occasional nonsense. He stepped forward and lifted the rod in front of the vacuum cleaner and said, "It's just cleaning an office, you don't need this kind of industrial vacuum cleaner. It's not your manor. I'll let Nora bring a smaller one later. Let's have lunch first."

Schiller was obviously still a bit unwilling. Victor had to say, "Okay, we can study it together later. I guess it can be used to clean the corridor and the reception area over there."

They went to Anna's office together. Victor and Anna agreed to help her clean the office first, and then clean their own together when Nora came, so the sofa and desktop here were cleaned up, which could be used for the three to rest.

Sitting on the sofa, Schiller sighed long. Victor smiled and said, "Does it feel good to rest after work?"

"No, not good at all," Schiller denied. "Dirty, tired, and troublesome. I shouldn't have let my butler leave so early."

"Welcome to the world of ordinary people," Anna also smiled and said. "I bet every thing you encounter next won't be simpler than this. Whether it's an ordinary person or not, we are all dealing with troubles of the same degree, just the range framed is large or small, and the difficulty hasn't changed."

"Look on the bright side," Victor said. "Just like Anna said, you dealing with the vacuum cleaner here is actually about the same difficulty as Bruce dealing with Congress. Even he can be simpler than you, because at least he often deals with Congress, and you are using a large vacuum cleaner for the first time."

Schiller sighed, not because he was sad that he couldn't use a certain machine, because he had long known that he only knew how to screw in light bulbs. He mainly thought of the giant vacuum cleaner that Stark took out before.

He guessed that Stark was definitely kidnapped by the vacuum cleaner more than once when conducting experiments.

"Seriously, the design of this thing is indeed a bit backward," Victor said. "I think people might combine its machine and suction port in the future."

"Then do you have to carry the whole machine to clean?"

"Perhaps the machine can move by itself," Victor gestured and said. "Equipped with some intelligent systems, it cleans the places that should be cleaned by itself. Perhaps this is a future development direction."

Victor just said it casually, but Anna turned her eyes and said, "Wayne is so busy now that his feet don't touch the ground, so the mechanical and intelligent laboratory he built before should be unused. Perhaps we can try to develop it. I have programming experience, what about you?"

"Me?" Victor pointed to himself and said, "I am a cryologist... at best I can only be considered a theoretical physicist. Mechanical engineering? I don't know anything!"

"But now Gotham is under large-scale construction everywhere, I think a good cleaning tool is indeed essential," Schiller said. "This kind of manual vacuum cleaner is indeed too difficult to use. If a more intelligent one can be developed, I think many people will be willing to pay for it."

Victor slapped his thigh and said, "Okay, I'll ask the professors at the School of Engineering. I guess they should also be worried about money."