Chapter 3616: Christmas New Atmosphere (Part 1)

Brainiac in the last cycle was well-versed, and drove the enemy back in early December, a full month earlier than expected, and the order adjustment and recovery period only took more than ten days.

Around mid-December, Cat Getan had its first snow, which fell for a whole night. Everywhere was silver-clad. The thick snow broke quite a few branches of the huge beech tree in front of Schiller's house.

In the morning, the temperature warmed up slightly, and the wind blew from the nearby lake, carrying dry and cold air, plating a thin layer of fog on the window glass. The snow-sweeping car played melodious music, and the community sanitation workers greeted door to door:

"Good morning! Mr. Bucky, your little daughter's school bus will be here in five minutes, you'd better hurry her up."

"Mrs. Hans, good morning. Is the milkman faster than me today? This is really rare, it's quite cold today, I thought he would sleep in."

"Professor Schiller! Oh, Professor, it's rare to see you back, how is the university?"

Schiller took the newspaper from the mailbox, also greeted the sanitation worker and said: "Still okay, nothing big. Tomorrow is the day of the football game, hope the game goes smoothly."

"Yes, God bless the athletes."

Schiller dismantled the rope of the rolled newspaper with his sheepskin-gloved hands, unfolded the newspaper and sighed: "The Cat Getan Daily finally is willing to use some good ink. Since moving here, I rarely iron the newspaper, don't know how many times I've gone to work with ink on my hands."

"Yeah, ever since Brainiac kicked that damn newspaper boss to the breeding farm to feed pigs, the quality of the daily has improved more than a little bit... Oh, Professor, your breakfast has arrived. Won't chat, I still have to work."

Schiller nodded at him, then looked toward the intersection, and sure enough, the breakfast truck had come over.

After Brainiac implemented the rationing system on Earth, the traditional currency of the US dollar no longer existed. Now the Earth uses Brainiac general points, which will be recorded in Brainiac's system, and can be paid by face recognition wherever you go.

However, because not much time has passed, and no thorough market reform has been carried out, there are basically no places to spend money now. Things needed for daily life are all sent directly to the home, such as three meals a day.

Schiller works at Cat Getan University, so he eats lunch at the school cafeteria, and only breakfast and dinner are sent over.

Now every community has a cafeteria, all uniformly produced and distributed according to Brainiac's rationing standards, but it's not a big pot of rice, but a nutritious meal configured according to each person's height, weight, and physical state after a physical examination, ensuring that all kinds of nutrients needed by humans are balanced, and can adjust the human physical quality to the best state.

The taste is actually okay, although it certainly can't compare to the meals provided by those high-end restaurants before, it is definitely better than the food eaten by most of the original bottom-level people, which was neither healthy nor had too heavy a taste.

Schiller actually quite likes these foods, mainly because various restaurants in Europe and America are particularly fond of pouring sauces on dishes. Schiller doesn't like sauces, especially those mayonnaise-like ones with high calories. He would rather gnaw on vegetables raw than add half a salad dressing.

But it is precisely because most sauces are not very healthy, Brainiac rarely adds them, and there isn't that much cheese, cream, or sugar, so the taste is light, which is about the same as Schiller's usual taste.

The breakfast truck that drove over also played music. At this time, the young people in the families of his neighbors around him got up, wrapped themselves like bears, and came out to get breakfast with sleepy eyes.

"Oh, why is it egg sandwich again?" Schiller heard someone complaining across the street, "I don't want to eat eggs. Lina, is yours a jam sandwich? Let's swap..."

Schiller took a small package from the delivery worker, opened it and took a look, finding it was spread with blueberry jam, so he waved at the son of the Bucky family across the street and said: "I have a jam sandwich here, let's swap."

However, the two of them didn't swap the breakfast package, but just swapped the sandwiches, because this package also contained fruits and biscuits, as well as trace element tablets customized differently for each person.

Schiller took the breakfast and newspaper back into the house, sat at the dining table and opened the package. His breakfast is generally a sandwich, half an orange, a cup of fruit and vegetable juice, an egg, and two soda biscuits, as well as two candies that look a bit like fruit gummies to supplement trace elements.

The breakfast for general clerical staff is basically these things, the types of sandwiches and fruits change occasionally, but it's either apples or kiwis. Compared to these two, Schiller prefers oranges.

Schiller was reading the newspaper while eating breakfast, and the doorbell was pressed. He looked out the window and found it was Wei Lun who came.

"Good morning, Professor, have you eaten breakfast?" Wei Lun walked in carrying a bag of breakfast, carrying the biting cold air on his body, but was soon dispelled by the warmth of the fireplace.

"Eating. Are you going to move things to the east side today?"

"Yes, I guess I'll have to move for a whole day again today." Wei Lun opened his own breakfast. The packaging of the two of them was the same, but Wei Lun's was clearly much larger.

Inside his, there was a full-sized beef sandwich, two pure meat sausages, a large piece of fried fish fillet, a separately packaged salad dressing, two bananas, and a vegetable salad.

Schiller glanced at it, feeling bloated just looking at it. However, the food rationing for most manual laborers is like this: a large amount of protein and carbohydrates, and there are quite a few high-calorie things.

"If you ask me, this is much better than before," Wei Lun took a big bite of the sandwich and said, "I didn't have food to eat in the morning before, my appetite is too big, buying breakfast is too expensive, and I can't make it myself. My claws aren't for pinching that tiny fruit knife. After I broke six cabbages in a row, I knew I wasn't suitable for this work..."

Schiller glanced at Wei Lun's hand. The mutation degree of Killer Croc in this universe is relatively high. Except for the head being almost exactly the same as a crocodile, the shape of the fingers is also more like a crocodile, not just the skin mutation of many universes.

Although Wei Lun's hand can distinguish five fingers, the whole hand is much larger than a normal person's, but the fingers are much shorter than a normal person's, basically unable to do any fine work, otherwise he wouldn't have been a porter all along.

Wei Lun is clearly very satisfied with his current life. In fact, Schiller feels that his scales have become shiny recently. Didn't expect Brainiac to be a good crocodile raiser.

The two finished breakfast, Schiller took him upstairs, and then said: "It's this room, move this cabinet into my bedroom, move the desk to the east side of the living room, and then put that small bed here..."

Schiller directed Wei Lun to move things, preparing to vacate his study and turn it into a bedroom.

Brainiac has requirements for everyone's living space. Simply put, clerical staff like Schiller are generally divided into working space and living space, and Brainiac has requirements for both the lower and upper limits of these two spaces.

Simply put, the size of the space each person uses for work and rest is fixed, not allowed to be less or more. If it's less, Brainiac will move them to a larger house, and if it's more, they must live with others.

For example, a rich man owning a mansion of thousands of square meters is not allowed by Brainiac, because his living space far exceeds the upper limit, so either he moves out to find a small house and vacates the mansion for more people, or he has to find someone to live with him.

Of course, Brainiac is also more humane than many real estate developers. He will give you a period of time to solve it, you can call your relatives over to live. However, one person can only have one residence, and the houses of those relatives have to be vacated for others.

Schiller's new home is actually smaller than the manor, but still very large, exceeding his requirements for living space area. However, because there are fewer people on Earth now, the area each person can get is relatively large, and it didn't exceed too much, just need to find a roommate.

It just so happens that Victor was taken to Krypton by Brainiac as a special technical talent, but because Billy can turn into Shazam, and also needs to stay on Earth to treat his bone problems, he didn't follow the two of them together. Schiller picked him up and let him stay here for a while.

Wei Lun has been moving in the East District, also because the per capita living area there is insufficient, and most people have to move to the North District and South District.

The South District is a rich area. It stands to reason that letting them vacate the houses for those poor people, they certainly wouldn't be willing. But Cat Getan's situation is special, the rich basically all ran to the Inner World.

Although they certainly want both worlds, Brainiac's iron fist doesn't reason with you. Real estate in the Inner World and the Outer World can only be chosen one, they can only tearfully give up these relatively old real estate outside, and turn the entire Inner World into a new rich area.

The Inner World is also under Brainiac's jurisdiction, but after all, there are entrances and exits for communication with the magic world, and material management is not that strict. Brainiac turns a blind eye to these magical creatures, so rich people prefer to come here.

Most of the residents in the South District have left. Although many mansions were left behind, they are actually not suitable for people in the East District to live in. After all, their classes were different before, and the work they engage in now is also different—what's the use of a dock porter having four or five studies? Better to change a few more bedrooms for children to live in.

So the South District is also undergoing a vigorous renovation project. Most of the original civil structures of the mansions remain unchanged, just renovated to be more suitable for ordinary people to live in. After running at wartime efficiency for a period of time, it has been renovated almost completely. People in the East District are all moving here with their families.

More people moved away, so the vacancy in the East District will become larger. In this way, renovation is also needed, because it is necessary to merge the small rooms that were one by one before into larger houses for a family to live in.

Cat Getan's young and middle-aged labor force was also drawn quite a bit, but perhaps because the metal poison before was not cleared, many strong labor forces failed the physical examination, so basically only about one-third of the labor population went, much less than Metropolis next door.

Schiller actually originally wanted to go to Krypton with Victor. He answered the mental questionnaire in the physical examination well, but Brainiac insisted that he cheated, saying he was a "mentally ill patient who cannot undertake any order-type work," and refused his Krypton visa.

When the war situation was relatively intense, Schiller applied three times, and all three times failed, so he could only stay at Cat Getan University to teach.

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