Chapter 3448

Schiller lowered his eyes, ignoring the familiarity brought by this name, and like an ordinary university professor, revealed a polite smile to the girl in front of him.

"Schiller Rodriguez, Professor of Psychology at Cat Getan University. Which department are you a student in?"

"Hello, Professor Rodriguez. I study journalism."

"Are you a student of Professor Ravens?"

"Yes, he is in charge of our department's basic courses. I have to hand in my homework to him tomorrow."

Through a few short sentences, Schiller reached two conclusions: one is that Kara Danvers is indeed Supergirl—the name, age, and major all match; the other is that she should not be the New 52 setting Supergirl, she is not that rebellious and irritable, and is closer to the old version of Kara, and her emotions are still quite stable.

Kara-El is the cousin of Superman Kal-El, and is also a descendant of the El family. However, her spaceship was exiled to the Phantom Zone for more than 20 years before coming to Earth, so her age on Earth is younger than her cousin Superman. Clark Kent has graduated from college and worked for more than ten years, while Kara has just started college.

Before the New 52, Kara graduated normally, worked, entered a newspaper office, and had a series of stories with her boss—the "Devil" of the news industry. At this time, Kara is more like a normal person.

However, the New 52 Supergirl changed the setting: when she first came to Earth, she couldn't even speak Earth language; later, she had no intention of integrating into Earth, and always considered herself an alien, and her temper was relatively irritable.

Schiller was glad that he met the former. This Supergirl looks very normal and matches the sunny Cat Getan just right.

After chatting briefly, Kara went back to training.

Although cheerleading dance troupes look good when dancing, the daily training is actually very boring. It's normal to correct a movement for an afternoon, and after stopping, it's physical training, which makes people feel tired just looking at it.

Victor and the coach chatted enthusiastically. The coach of the cheerleading dance troupe is an old man at Cat Getan University, and he is also a teacher in the sports rehabilitation department of the sports department, and he is also an old acquaintance of Schiller, and they chat from time to time.

Schiller divided a little attention to watch Kara training. She controlled her strength very well, appearing flexible and powerful, without any particularly surprising abnormalities, looking much more mature and experienced than Superman when he just started college.

And it seems she likes this sport very much, she didn't have the slightest impatience when arranging movements, and like ordinary team members, she polished the details over and over again, and would also encourage other teammates with a bright smile.

This chat lasted until the training ended. Victor said to the coach: "Although the weather is not that hot anymore, I believe no one will refuse some ice cream. I ordered takeout from that soda ice cream shop at the school gate, let's go get it together later."

The coach hadn't said anything yet, but the girls in the cheerleading dance troupe cheered first, and ran over one after another, all shouting to go get takeout. The coach called Kara and several other girls, and they walked toward the school gate together.

Schiller saw the car delivering soda from afar, the livery was red, white, and blue polka dots. This is the most popular ice cream shop near the new campus—opened by Harley Quinn.

Ever since experiencing the last heatwave, various ice cream shops have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. Business genius Harley keenly grasped the business opportunity and opened a dessert shop mainly selling ice cream and iced soda. Because the taste is novel and the livery is particularly bright, it is very popular among young people.

But at the same time, it doesn't sell cheaply, especially the most popular large cup of soda snow cap, one cup can sell for five dollars. In an era where a bottle of cola only costs a few dozen cents, this is already a quite high price.

Soda snow cap is a large cup filled with iced fruit-flavored soda, added with plenty of ice cubes, and then covered with a large scoop of ice cream on top, focusing on ice on top of ice. One mouthful makes the brain freeze, but for Americans who drink ice water all year round, it's nothing, and the sales are quite good.

But for students, this price is still a bit expensive, and they usually order one cup for several people. This time Victor ordered one cup for each of them, and as soon as they saw the car, the girls screamed and rushed up.

Kara took a grape-flavored one, and the ice cream covered on top seemed to be mint chocolate. Besides that, there were lemon, pineapple, cherry, salty, and maple flavors, as well as a pile of small cups of soda.

Anna picked a few and brought them over, handing a yellow one to Schiller, not knowing if it was lemon or pineapple.

Schiller didn't want to drink it at all, but seeing that they all drank it, he reluctantly took a sip.

After taking a sip, he found that his intuition was right. Logically speaking, this kind of iced soda should be very refreshing, but in fact, it added a lethal amount of syrup, which tasted very sweet and very cold. Schiller felt that his sense of taste was paralyzed by this mouthful.

So he could only politely hold the cup in his hand, pretending he was drinking, and looked at the young girls drinking tons of it with a large cup in their arms with a bit of admiration.

Kara walked over, shook her hair, and said to Victor with a smile: "Thank you so much, Professor. We were planning to go to the ice cream shop for a gathering this weekend."

"I hope I didn't disturb your gathering. Also wish you good results in the upcoming competition." Victor raised his cup toward that side, and the girls also cheered and raised the cups in their hands.

Confirming that Kara wouldn't cause any trouble, Schiller just treated her as an ordinary student and didn't pay too much attention to her anymore. But when they were about to leave, Kara called him.

"Professor, can I ask you for a favor?"

"What's wrong?"

"Our big homework due next week is to interview a Cat Getan celebrity. I heard you are a famous psychologist, can I have the honor of interviewing you?"

"When do you plan to schedule it?"

"When do you have time? I can come to your office tomorrow morning or evening, or noon the day after tomorrow."

"Tomorrow morning," Schiller said, "You can come to my office to find me. The third room on the right on the sixth floor of the office building."

"Okay, thank you so much, Professor! I'll go back tonight to write the interview draft, I hope you don't mind if my questions are too abrupt."

"I won't. Go ahead, Miss."

Kara revealed a bright smile to Schiller and waved goodbye.

"Being with them, I feel like I've become much younger." Anna stretched and said, "Unfortunately, the math department never has such vitality, every time I push the door open, I feel like I've entered hell, the room is full of tortured souls."

"It's not your fault, it's math's fault." Victor said.

"Do you know? Professor Crane is back." Schiller sighed and said, "The chemistry department really has no one left, so they had to call him back."

"Jonathan Crane?" Victor raised his eyebrows, "That guy is a troublemaker. He must be coming to grab the laboratory from me again, he only has a few reagents in total, yet he insists on occupying a low-temperature laboratory... No, I have to get those idiots under me to hurry over."

"Don't worry, Pamela is studying for her PhD under you, right? She's not afraid of Jonathan." Schiller shook his head and said, "I still have papers to read, I'm going back to the office building first."

Schiller separated from Anna and Victor and returned to the office alone. The new office has a spacious space and bright floor-to-ceiling windows, and even remote-controlled curtains. Schiller picked up the remote control, pulled the thin curtains on the first layer, and sat at the desk to read the papers.

The gauze curtains filtered the sunlight to be light and shallow, floating gently on the bright and tidy marble floor. The green plants emitted a fresh fragrance, mixed with the aroma of coffee and the scent of sunlight roasting the wooden bookshelves, forming a long-lasting fragrance.

Diana placed two cups of coffee in front of Clark and Bruce. Bruce put both arms on the table, holding the coffee cup with both hands; Clark sat relatively straight, telling Diana about Kryptonian history.

"It's indeed very interesting." Diana evaluated, "Please forgive me for using such a frivolous vocabulary to evaluate your hometown, but for such a civilization to be destroyed in this way, I really can't find more or better vocabulary."

Clark shook his head, seeming not to be moved by anyone's evaluation of Krypton. He just said: "Now we are facing two problems: one is the Kryptonian who might come; the other is the two pairs of Batman and Superman running around uncontrollably in Metropolis now."

"The latter is a big problem." Diana drank a sip of coffee herself and said, "I think we must talk to them."

"Can you organize it? Or should I call Hal back first?"

"To avoid you saying I'm being brave again, you can call them back first, but I think I should go over alone, otherwise I'm afraid they'll have some stress response."

"Then it's settled. I think Hal will be back by tonight at the earliest, Arthur and Oliver might have to wait until tomorrow morning. Lex will send a car to pick them up at the airport."

"I know Oliver went to China, and seems to have been writing a book since he came back. What has Arthur been doing lately?"

"His father is sick, he is taking care of his father in Mercy Harbor." Clark said, "He has almost completely handed over Atlantis to Mera."

"Is his injury still serious?"

Clark shook his head and said: "Don't underestimate Atlanteans. Although he is a mixed-blood, he is of the queen's bloodline, and he is already fine."

"That's good." Diana paused and still said, "About half a month ago, Hera called me over, it seems she has intended to abandon Zeus. I don't know if this is favorable to us."

"What is her attitude?"

"She seems to be showing closeness to me, but I really don't think she would have a good impression of anyone from Themyscira."

"Regardless, at least she is willing to show favor to you. This might mean the entire Mount Olympus is about to turn."

"I hope so. Zeus's indecision and weakness have made the gods suffer enough, Hera is more decisive than him, but I only hope she doesn't lead the gods to another extreme."

In the gap between the two chatting, Clark had already sent a message to Hal. Diana saw his new phone and let out an exclamation, immediately receiving Bruce's death stare.

"Alright, Bruce. I actually want to use the phone you invented too, but you have to develop it first." Diana looked at Bruce and said, "Hal will be back soon, if you are still so unreliable, he will definitely lock you in a hamster wheel again."

"I will absolutely not let him catch up to me." Bruce said, "Last time I was careless, this time he won't have a chance."

"Can you not go and mess with his files? There are hundreds and thousands of sectors in the universe for him to be busy with, and you're still causing trouble for him." Diana said helplessly.

"I was testing new equipment, not on purpose. He is simply small-minded to the extreme." Bruce pouted and said, "He insisted that I destroyed two months of his work results, but actually it was at most half a month. He exaggerates."

"Alright, you have to stay honest recently..." Clark said.

"I want to borrow Lex's equipment." Bruce suddenly said, "You take me to Luthor Tower."

"Borrow equipment? What are you going to do?"

"Inspiration for developing new phones!"

(End of chapter)