Chapter 2535: Rustling Down (30)

Clark, standing in the sunlight, showed a bright smile, and Schiller had never realized so deeply why Superman is called the God of Man as he did today.

If you treat Clark as a friend, his divinity is actually not very heavy, more like a sunny and cheerful big boy, but if you stand from the perspective of an ordinary person who needs help, Superman is the true god.

"Good morning, Professor. I brought the Bat-Cat to you, and brought some local specialties from my hometown by the way." Clark pointed to the cow and sheep that were still alive next to him.

Schiller opened the backyard door for him. Clark walked in, and the moment he saw the layout inside the house, he let out a surprised shout.

"My God, this house is too beautiful. This shouldn't be the masterpiece of a decorator, right? Did you buy these decorations? Professor, it's too unexpected. They are very suitable here. The guests will definitely be surprised."

Clark is always very good at giving a slap to anyone's anxiety with a series of straightforward, unreserved praises. His talent in this regard is natural, appearing as if he didn't think at all, but always stepped on the points people care about most.

Unsurprisingly, Clark started asking questions. Schiller held the mentality of practicing and rehearsing, and began to tell Clark the stories behind these sculptures and decorations. Clark listened very intently.

It wasn't until more than ten minutes later that Clark came back to his senses. He slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, my God, I forgot, I have to make another trip today."

"Wait, Clark." Schiller stopped him and asked, "How did you come to my place?"

"I came when I wanted to. After all, I have run so many trips, so bringing something over is nothing." Saying that, Clark walked out. Schiller wanted to ask a few more questions, but Clark had already flown away.

"Only he would believe the outrageous stories you made up." The Bat-Cat licked its paws and said, "Won't you feel guilty for fooling him like this?"

Schiller didn't pay attention to it, but stood at the door of the backyard, watching the cow and sheep tied to the tree, and asked without looking back, "Can you slaughter?"

"Of course I can't. I am a cat. Do you expect me to do the work of tigers and lions?"

"Can tigers and lions do it?"

The Bat-Cat jumped down helplessly, walked to the door, looked at the cow and sheep eating the lawn, and said, "I reminded him that city people are different from rural people. Not everyone knows how to slaughter cows and sheep, and there is no slaughterhouse nearby..."

"I need to find a moral butcher." Schiller said, "Let them leave peacefully as much as possible."

The Bat-Cat always felt that this was strange, but he couldn't say where it was strange. And when he saw Scarecrow Jonathan and Professor Pyg Valentin, he felt that the problem might lie in the definition of morality.

Now it became three people standing at the door looking at the cow and sheep. Jonathan hugged his arms and said, "No, you can't expect us to do this, absolutely impossible."

"Why?"

Jonathan gestured his figure and pointed to the cow that was raised fat and strong, saying, "What on earth makes you think I can beat it?"

"What about your poison gas?"

"What will the cow do if it is scared? Sit in place and cry? Or angrily accelerate in a straight line and give my waist a hit, letting me spend the second half of my life in a wheelchair? Which possibility do you think is greater?"

Schiller was speechless.

"If I get hit by a hoof, I will break a bone." Valentin said, "Animals with hooves are very fierce, and I don't have experience dealing with them."

"Aren't you a butcher?" Schiller asked.

"But the things I am good at dealing with don't have hooves, and the desire to survive is not so strong. If you give me an anatomy atlas now..."

Schiller sighed. The fact is that a good butcher may not be a good butcher. In many cases, animals are much harder to deal with than humans, because schemes and tricks are completely ineffective against them.

At noon, another savior appeared, and that was Pamela. As soon as she walked in, she said, "It seems that Clark has been here. When he sent me plant samples before, I reminded him to send you some ingredients, don't really enable the freezer layer..."

"Come over, miss." Schiller interrupted Pamela, but this made Raven look at the freezer layer of the refrigerator very suspiciously. She really wants to know what is hidden inside now.

Because the refrigerator is large, she rummaged through the cold storage layer several times before, and vegetables and eggs were all placed in the cold storage layer, which was enough for a simple breakfast.

Now she somewhat regretted not looking at what was placed in the freezer layer earlier. That powerful evil atmosphere that day was definitely not an illusion. Could it be that there is a demon portal hidden in this professor's refrigerator?

Pamela walked to the backyard and was stunned to see the living cow and sheep. She covered her forehead and said, "I swear, I said let Clark send ingredients, why are they still alive?"

"I also want to ask this question. Do you have a way?"

"You..." Pamela looked at Schiller and stopped talking. She wanted to say, don't you know how to slaughter? But after thinking about it, if the personality who knows how to slaughter comes out, who is the diner and who is the ingredient in this banquet is hard to say.

Pamela summoned two vines, injected neurotoxins into the cow and sheep respectively, ensuring their silent death, and also used vines to separate the meat of the cow and sheep, letting the lawn absorb the blood and strange smell.

"How are Clark and the others?" Schiller asked.

"Their plan was very successful, in fact, a bit too successful." Pamela smiled helplessly, walked to the island in the kitchen, poured herself a glass of water and said, "Do you remember that the Gotham gang leader had a very amazing big plan?"

"What is that?"

"They intend to build an undersea tunnel between the US East Coast and Mexico to transport certain contraband."

"Yes, I have heard of it."

"This was realized by Clark and Hal."

"What?"

"I was also very surprised when I first heard it, but at first Clark and Hal flew on both sides, because the Luthor Group was willing to buy Mexican grain at a price much higher than the local price in Mexico and sell it in Metropolis to stabilize food prices."

Next, in Pamela's narrative, Schiller learned the process of their outrageous plan landing. It can only be said that there is a reason in the outrageous, and there is still a trace of outrageous in the reasonable.

Most people know that the local purchase price of agricultural products is actually very low, and the reason why it is sold so expensive at the market terminal is mostly transportation and preservation costs.

Lex's conception is actually to use the super ability of superheroes to reduce transportation and preservation costs to the minimum.

In fact, he did it. When he bought Mexican grain at a price much lower than the market price but much higher than the local purchase price, Oliver, Hal, and Clark were all crazy.

Because of Oliver's previous encounter, he is no longer the leader of the Gua State Revolutionary Army, but there are still many people loyal to him within the group, and these people are also worried that the new season's grain has nowhere to sell, and those who oppose Oliver will not have trouble with money.

Mexico has large tracts of land, but because of insufficient working capital, it cannot expand production. Metropolis has a food crisis and is worried that there is no grain with enough low profit to supplement. The two of them hit it off.

The method is what was communicated before. Hal and Clark use their super abilities to fly and transport grain directly.

Hal can use green lantern energy to wrap a large amount of grain, and Clark can also let Oliver load the grain into containers there first, then stack the containers together, and he himself is like a giant freighter, transporting the containers over in one go.

But this also requires manpower after all. No matter how fast they fly, they have to consider food safety, and they can't transport a few trips a day.

So Oliver proposed, anyway, it's all selling strength, why not do something once and for all?

So they found Lex together and proposed the possibility of building an air track. With these two superhumans protecting them, as long as technology is not a problem, then nothing is a problem.

But the problem is that Lex is unwilling to do so, because it is too eye-catching, and he is not having a good time in Congress, dealing with their lion's mouth from time to time. If others know that he still has this hand, he will have even less quiet days.

So Lex proposed that the sky is the domain of mankind, but the seabed is not. People's exploration of the deep sea is even shallower than the exploration of the universe. Anyway, you still have Arthur, this big killer. Why don't we just go to the seabed?

After hearing their ideas, Arthur also put forward his own requirements. He can help, and even the construction of this undersea tunnel can be done by the Atlanteans, but Atlantis also needs benefits.

Although the current Atlanteans have evolved into sea people, this does not mean that they do not miss the glory of the land, and the pollution of human chemical products to the ocean is too great, which is equivalent to them being choked by the neck all the time, and it is not easy.

Arthur proposed that Atlanteans should have an island as their land territory, and also as a buffer between them and the land. If one day humans start a nuclear war and pollute the oceans, they will have a place to go.

It happens that the Caribbean Sea is full of islands, and the ocean water temperature is warm, and the seabed environment is more suitable for Atlanteans to survive. Oliver proposed that they first hit a stronghold in the Caribbean Sea and develop together with the Atlanteans.

In fact, this is also forced. Oliver has been excluded from the Guadalajara Revolutionary Army. He knows that all this ultimately depends on the Mexicans themselves, but he is reluctant to let such good land be wasted, so he decided to change a base, observe the overall situation on the edge, and the islands in the Caribbean Sea are a good choice.

So these parties reached an agreement. Arthur led the Atlanteans and Clark and Hal to build the undersea tunnel with all their strength, while Lex sent people and cars to transport grain in large quantities.

With grain as capital, Lex can move the foundation of the Metropolis system, but he knows that it cannot be achieved overnight, otherwise it is too easy to be seen.

Now the Metropolis food market is still a free market, but with the influx of more low-priced grain, the Luthor Group has gained more market confidence while obtaining profits, and can even see its stock price rise instead of falling in the state of the Great Depression.

This makes more small capital cluster around him, but what they don't know is that Lex Luthor doesn't want to go against the market, but wants to go against the sky. He doesn't intend to fish in troubled waters, but wants to change the world.