Chapter 3239: Visit (Part 2)

Pamela was standing under the dense shade of trees, but the sunlight outside still made her squint. Seeing Harley walk over, she couldn't help but complain: "I've started to miss the dark clouds of Cat Getan a little bit."

"You have to adapt to this kind of life." Harley said: "The most fashionable American girls should take sunbathing every day."

"Haha, I'm still more suitable to stay in the laboratory and shine sunlight lamps."

"You probably have to use your vines to move these things to the warehouse first. Their car over there will take a few more days to repair, and there will be a hurricane recently."

"I knew we should have spent more budget on the car." Although Pamela said so, she still summoned the vines and dragged all the furniture that was drying in the open space into the warehouse.

This area was the land Schiller gave them to renovate. It was one of the three farms, and also the oldest one among the three farms. It was built during the American West Development period and was full of strong Western style.

It can be said that everything was waiting to be done. The warehouse was old, the house was dilapidated, the furniture was unusable, the car was missing, and the vegetable garden was desolate.

The only advantage was that the trees were old enough, at least they could keep them from being so exposed to the sun.

Yesterday they went to the second-hand market here and bought a lot of useful things at a low price. In addition to the car, the most important thing was furniture.

The second-hand industry in the United States is very prosperous. You can buy all kinds of second-hand goods, and it is relatively perfect. Various items have mature references for valuation.

Cars in the United States are not expensive, and second-hand cars are cheaper. Basic ones with good appearance are a few thousand dollars, and there are also a few hundred dollars for serious accident cars or those with particularly poor appearance, but this kind of general renovation cost is more expensive than the car itself.

Jason had a sharp eye and picked an accident pickup truck. The price was very cheap. Although the car body was seriously damaged, they were just using it for work on the farm, and they didn't run long distances, so diligent maintenance and repair were completely fine.

Harley and the others picked a lot of furniture, most of which needed to be cleaned, and some needed to be sewn and mended.

Pamela was a superpower, so the work was naturally fast. It took about a morning to control the vines and wash out all the furniture that needed to be washed.

The sun was just right today, and it dried for a whole afternoon. Basically, it was dry. It should have been pulled back to the house, but the car was not repaired and could not be started yet, so it could only be put back in the warehouse.

Ted, the Blue Beetle, was also a superpower, but obviously he wanted to play this farm simulation game more than them. He and Cassandra cleaned up the old house.

They didn't buy new carpets, but bought second-hand carpet cleaners and high-pressure water guns, and spent a morning cleaning the carpet on the first floor, basically reaching the level of brand new.

Ted lay at the door of the kitchen cabinet, stretched his head to look inside, coughed twice when he stood up, and then turned back to Cassandra and said: "You shouldn't be afraid of cockroaches, right?"

Cassandra looked at him silently and shook her head.

"Okay, this must be cheating." Ted took two steps back and said: "I will drive the cockroaches out later. The scene might be a bit terrifying. You can hide far away."

Cassandra didn't mean to hide. She just walked to the stairs leading to the second floor and sat down, seemingly wanting to rest for a while.

Ted called out the Blue Beetle and asked him to find a way to drive the cockroaches out with lasers. So, with a flash of blue light, dense black dots ran out from the other end of the cabinet, running into the living room in groups.

Harley and Pamela just pushed the door and came in.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah！！！！！！"

Harley let out an earth-shattering scream. Pamela quickly summoned vines and slapped the cockroaches that rushed over to death, but after all, it happened suddenly and some still ran away.

Ted ran out in a hurry and said: "Sorry, I didn't know you were coming, we were cleaning up little bugs..."

Harley was already on the second floor.

Pamela looked at the brand-new carpet and nodded: "Not bad."

"It's all Miss Cain's credit." Ted scratched his head and smiled: "I don't know how to use a carpet cleaner very well, fortunately I didn't break it."

At this time, Pamela felt the mobile phone in her pocket vibrating. She took it out, pressed the answer button, and said: "Yes, yes, not bad, just the car can't be used... Okay, I will tell them, we will go back in a while."

"What's wrong?" Harley poked her head out from the second-floor stairwell and looked down.

"The doctor hopes we can return to the Stone House now, because there may be a hurricane tonight, and this house may not be able to withstand the destruction of the storm. It is too dangerous to spend the night here."

"He is really thoughtful." After the cockroach crisis was resolved, Harley walked down from upstairs again and said: "We should build this place into our base, but first we really have to avoid the hurricane."

"The doctor also said he picked some fresh vegetables, there is salad for lunch, let us go back as soon as possible."

"Okay, but Jason and the others definitely don't want to leave. Let's go back first, and come pick them up later."

So Harley and the others returned to the Stone House first. Schiller was cutting vegetables and mixing salad. After looking at them, he said: "Where are the boys? Are they still addicted to repairing cars?"

"You should have thought of it." Harley took a half-ripe tomato and bit it, and was choked by the astringency. Pamela walked over to check the condition of the vegetables and said: "Doctor, you are better at growing vegetables than the professor."

"Mainly because my butler is not named Merkel, and California's climate conditions are better." Schiller said very modestly.

Schiller put the cut vegetables into the salad bowl. Before pouring the sauce into it, he heard the phone ringing upstairs.

He bypassed the island and went upstairs to answer the phone. After a while, he came down and clapped his hands and said: "Hey, girls, you have to go pick up your companions, Bruce is coming."

"Bruce?" Harley, who was adjusting the TV channel, turned her head and asked with some confusion: "Didn't he follow a Joker to another universe? Why is he coming over at this time?"

"They might have encountered some trouble." Schiller walked over and continued to mix the salad. Not long after, the door of the Stone House was pushed open.

Bruce's figure appeared at the door. He smiled and greeted the people next to him. Soon, the dusty Jason and the others also came back and were surprised to see Bruce.

"Why are you here?" Dick was indeed a bit surprised. He said: "Didn't you say you were going on a business trip to other universes for a while?"

"Yes, my plan was originally like this, but now there have been some changes." Bruce walked to the kitchen and said: "Is there anything I need to help with?"

"Nothing, we plan to eat only salad for lunch. Do you want to eat anything else?"

"What? Why is there no sumptuous Chinese food?"

"The weather is too hot." Harley yawned and complained: "We ate a sumptuous feast when we first arrived, and we haven't digested it yet. We unanimously decided to eat something refreshing."

"Okay." Bruce was a little disappointed and said: "But I still want to eat something spicy. Did you put chili, Doctor?"

"No, if you want to eat, go and mix a portion yourself." Schiller put down the salad bowl and went to wash his hands. Bruce had to mix the salad himself.

At lunch time, everyone basically had a plate of salad, but they all ate with relish. On the one hand, the weather was hot, and they really couldn't eat anything else. On the other hand, the newly picked vegetables tasted really good, and the sauce was just right, so even the salad was very delicious.

Bruce was obviously dissatisfied with the meal standard, but he could only blame himself for coming at the wrong time.

After lunch, he said he wanted to talk about some serious business with Dr. Schiller, but he didn't drive people away.

At this time, dark clouds had begun to accumulate on the horizon, and the storm seemed to be coming immediately, so the others didn't leave the Stone House, but sat in front of the TV and started playing games.

Schiller and Bruce sat on the edge of the back door, watching the thick dark clouds move over, and talked about the Pale Knight universe.

"... The situation in that universe is better than I thought, but it's only a little better. Problems emerge one after another, it's simply fatal, and his own situation is also very bad."

"What's wrong with him?"

"He relies on drugs to keep his spirit normal, but the drugs are running out. I'm not sure if he has a reliable channel to get new drugs, but if not, I'm afraid the stability of the city won't last long."

"Why would this happen?"

"He relies entirely on his personal ability to save the city, which also means he must rely on his personal ability to maintain the operation of the city. Once he is missing, everything might return to the old way."

"Hard to imagine." Schiller said sincerely: "He is not solving problems systematically."

"Yes, there is no system. He solved surface problems, perhaps some mid-level development problems, but there is no way to go deeper."

"What about the Batman in that universe?"

"Same as usual." Bruce shook his head and said: "He is also still young, actively fighting crime, a typical vigilante."

Schiller sighed lightly and said: "Of course, because he is not like you, almost investing all his net worth in the transformation of Cat Getan."

"He can't afford this price either. You also know that later my money almost all came from the military. In order to curb the development of the situation in Mexico, they purchased arms and production lines in large quantities. I even sold a lot of patents to barely maintain the operation."

"Can the Batman in that universe not do it?"

"He just can't understand the significance of doing this." Bruce lowered his head and said: "It's impossible for him to let us set off a revolution in Mexico to threaten the military and Congress for money. In his view, this is incomprehensible. In fact, in the eyes of the Pale Knight, this is also too much."

"They lack revolutionary spirit."

"Yes, too compromising." Bruce took a deep breath and said: "Because their improvements have been quite effective, they feel that they can still maintain it, but in fact, that is just a castle in the air."

"He was elected mayor of Cat Getan, used some means to control those criminals with the greatest lethality, established a charitable foundation, provided welfare for slums and children, and formed a special police team to maintain urban security."

Hearing this, Schiller also shook his head and said: "A very typical reformist approach, but this is just alleviating contradictions, not solving contradictions. This is not feasible."

"Yes, in fact, the city's financial situation is very bad, because a large amount of financial expenditure has been invested in the slums, and the entire city's operating system is already precarious."

"I'm afraid it's more than that, right?"

"Yes, the biggest danger is precisely those elite people who stand behind the struggle between Batman and super criminals and have always been in the upper class." ===== CHAPTER 3240 =====