Chapter 2633

In the afternoon on Mount Ximalaya, the deep blue sky was as clear as a whole piece of ice. The rustling sound of sweeping snow came from outside the window, like the best hypnotic tune. Pamela, who had finished her meal, was lying on the table for a nap.

Shiler, who was yawning, walked in, obviously just waking up from a nap. The movement of him opening the door woke Pamela up. Pamela smoothed her red hair, stretched, and lay down again.

"How are you? Is your altitude sickness better?"

"Much better, but I still get sleepy and have no energy." Pamela drooped her eyelids, looking sleepy.

"Do you have time for a simple psychological assessment now?"

"What is that? Is it necessary?" Pamela looked up at him with some confusion, but her chin still didn't leave the desktop.

"The superheroes here all have to do it, but many people have delayed it for too long."

"What is the point of this?"

"Continuously paying attention to the mental health of superheroes helps to understand their psychological state and can well avoid certain disasters caused by their psychological problems."

"That doesn't work where we are. The superheroes there are walking psychological problems." Pamela smiled and said, "But Harley is always keen to give me psychological counseling, I think I'm fine."

"You thinking that her giving you psychological counseling makes you fine is the biggest problem." Shiler rolled his eyes slightly and said, "It's like one person turning on a flashlight for another to climb, and the other says 'I won't climb, if you turn off the flashlight, won't I fall?'"

Pamela laughed. Shiler walked over and flipped her eyelids with his hand and said, "I think you are still in a state of altitude sickness, your brain is not very clear."

"This is quite good. Sometimes being too clear is uncomfortable. I have realized the happiness of being an ordinary person now."

"How is the experiment progress?" Shiler had to ask her about proper business.

Pamela finally sat up. She moved her somewhat stiff arms and shook her head and said, "Not bad, at least it performs well in terms of cabbage."

"Why is it cabbage again? Isn't it planting herbs?"

"You don't think we really have so many precious herbs to do experiments, do you? Wild ones are hard to find now, and that boss named Strange is stingy. If you don't use cabbage, what do you use?"

Pamela took out an experimental culture dish from under the table and placed it on the table. The cabbage inside was smaller than normal, but the surface had a very beautiful rainbow-colored polarization. It is also a perfect ingredient of +16 in gourmet games.

"Why is it so small?"

"People here seem to have a misunderstanding." Pamela said, "They think concentration is the essence, and they think that truly wild medicinal materials will not grow very large. As long as the volume is small enough, it must be wild, while those behemoths are farmed."

Shiler nodded, thinking that Pamela was right. He had chatted with some people who were keen on buying Chinese medicinal materials. They generally believed that overly plump and complete medicinal materials were raised by large water and fertilizer in greenhouses, and only those that were small and strange-shaped were wild.

"So I reduced the volume of the plants I raised. After all, I don't need them to hit people, and then by changing the structure of plant cells, I let them store extremely weak magic power themselves."

"Do you know what our problem is now? If you make something that is obviously a magic plant, it won't pass the test. Such things are definitely not allowed to be sold. They have suffered losses."

"This is exactly the problem we need to solve next. Now we have basically found a stable plant cell structure that can be used to store magic power, and we have also verified that extremely trace amounts of magic power intake help balance various indicators in the human body, and it does have the function of prolonging life."

"And this extremely weak magic energy can also change the magic affinity of ordinary people over time, and once the number of users is large and the range is wide, it can build a herd immunity effect, allowing most people within a certain range to have magic affinity."

"But the specific storage level is still under study. The one in my hand is full, so it is inevitable that there will be abnormalities on the outside. Now we are considering step-by-step downgrading."

"How is this planted? Can it be promoted on a large scale?"

"This is hand-cultivated by the Great Mages, but that Stark has already come up with a broad-spectrum radiation instrument, which is the key to mass production. But he disappeared halfway through, so we had to take this step of level adjustment first."

Shiler nodded, thinking that this research process was quite good. Pamela said, "My experimental assistant over there was not brought over. The meaning of the Sorcerer Supreme is to let me pick a few assistants in the school here, but I can't communicate with them. I really can't understand Chinese and Indonesian, and their English is not very good."

"Barry is not bad at running errands. He has been running back and forth between the laboratory and the Great Mage's residence these days, but he can't help with research. The Chinese person you brought has quite good English, but he has to plan the construction of the village. Now there are too few hands available for research."

Shiler thought for a while and said, "Then transfer a few assistants from the Cat Getan Magic Academy to you. Forget it, just find an acquaintance. Dick and Raven are quite free, let them come over. I will find you a few Spider-Men."

"By the way." Shiler said as if he suddenly remembered something, "Have you approached the mountain body recently? Did you hear any movement?"

Pamela shook her head, but soon opened her mouth and said, "We put a machine in the cave next to the village below before, which is the radiation machine developed by Stark, but that cave is very shallow, and we have already sealed it, so there shouldn't be anything."

Shiler nodded. In the past few days, he had also found some news reports and learned about what happened on this land that year. Judging from those obscure words, Chi You was buried quite deeply, and layer after layer of defense was built outside. Let alone them, Magneto might not be able to wake him up if he came. There is no need to worry about the sky falling, and give up eating because of choking.

Coming out of Pamela's laboratory, Shiler contacted the available Spider-Man with his mobile phone while walking towards the portal, preparing to go to DC to find a few idlers to bring over for research.

But except for some who had participated in the Battleworld or had been here, most of them were not familiar with him, nor did they know his relationship with Pride. Appearing suddenly like this was really easy to scare them. Before leaving, Shiler still had to change into a black suit, and it was time to disguise as Pride again.

Through the portal to Cat Getan, Shiler first went to the Underworld and caught Dick and Raven, who were still doing nothing and were frantically in love.

Pride's skin was indeed easy to use. The two were like trembling quails, fearing that Shiler would catch them and ask about their studies. Shiler made a gesture of letting them go, and the two ran to the opposite universe happily.

Shiler should have gone back immediately, because Spider-Man had already replied to his message, but thinking that Pride had bought a new house before, and Pride had never cleaned up the house, Shiler decided to go over and take a look.

Shiler drove to the new home. After arriving, he found that he had no key and could only open the lock through the gray mist, finding the mobile phone placed on the table by Pride.

Because the two universes are not in the same era, the mobile phones are not universal. Although there are two major technology groups, Wayne and Luthor, the mobile phone Pride uses here is still an ordinary flip phone, while Greed over there has already started using miniature holographic communication terminals.

Shiler picked up this ancient mobile phone, and as a result, he saw more than a dozen unread messages as soon as he opened it. Could Pride be so poor that he was being chased for debt?

Shiler pressed the buttons for a long time before opening the text message interface, and then found that these messages were sent by Oliver.

The content of the text message was a bit donkey-lipped and horse-mouthed. For a while, he asked how Shiler's move to the new home was going, and for a while, he asked how Clark was doing recently. It had a feeling of looking left and right, trying to cover up.

Shiler guessed that it was very likely that Clark was live-streaming the situation in Mexico in the Marvel Universe to Oliver through pictures or text, and Oliver couldn't sit still.

Judging from the situation in the Marvel Universe, it would be strange if he could sit still. The situation in Mexico in the Marvel Universe is much better than here, because that side has been forced to the point of being ready to go, and the country that can give them the greatest support is not the dying Soviet Union.

Shiler could see how anxious Oliver was from the few words in the text message, but considering that this person was still being stubborn, Shiler decided to ignore it. He would clean up the house first.

But it is estimated that Oliver was also anxious. Shiler had just finished organizing the living room when the doorbell rang.

Shiler opened the door and saw Oliver standing outside, holding ingredients and wine. What attracted Shiler's attention most was a big fish.

Shilers don't have anything they particularly like to eat, but if they have to choose one, they prefer to eat fish relatively. Greed especially likes to go fishing around New York with Matt when he has nothing to do, and then grill fish while drinking.

For the sake of the fish, Shiler opened the door. Oliver noticed Shiler's eyes and immediately smiled triumphantly, "I knew you liked to eat this, let's go in."

The two walked into the room together. Oliver looked up at the furnishings here and said, "I received your invitation to the housewarming banquet, but my friend was injured at that time, and I was taking care of her, so I didn't have time to come."

"Black Canary?"

Oliver looked at him strangely, not understanding why he called her by her codename. In fact, it was because Shiler forgot what Black Canary's name was. He didn't pay much attention to these lunatics in DC.

"That's right, she chased to the old nest of the Penitence Cartel again, but was dodged by those cunning guys, and they set a trap to ambush her. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and was not succeeded by the other party, but she still suffered a minor injury."

"That..." Oliver looked at Shiler and hesitated, "Clark sent me a lot of text messages, saying that he is in another universe, um..."

"Yes, he is just escaping." Shiler said deliberately, "Nothing compares to the career you once had. The little trouble he is making now is just a substitute."

"Little trouble?" Oliver raised his voice and said, "They even set up their banner. I don't know how they have such courage! Only a few decades have passed, do they think..."

Shiler smiled and said, "Perhaps in this time difference of a few decades, the greatest miracle in the world has happened?"