Chapter 4139: When the Pumpkins Ripen (Part 32)

"Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?" Bruce's voice came from the phone. He said, "What a coincidence, I accompanied Selina back to get Aisha's toys, and then martial law was imposed. It looks like we'll have to stay here for a while. How are things on your end?"

"Not bad." Dick was chatting with Bruce on the phone. He said, "There aren't many people here, the space is big enough, and the supplies are quite sufficient. How about you guys? Selina's house should only be about 60 square meters, right?"

"But there are only three of us living here, it's completely enough." Bruce said. "And there is central heating here, the room is so hot I'm sweating. Also, as long as we stay in the building, we can still go out."

"Oh, god." Dick made an envious sound. He said, "How did I forget, the East End has integrated buildings, you can even go shopping."

"Yes, Selina and I are just about to go out." Bruce looked back while holding the phone; Selina was combing Aisha's hair. He walked over, picked up Selina's bag, and said, "Alright, we're ready to go, we'll talk later."

Hanging up the phone, Selina looked up and asked him: "Is everything okay at the manor? This martial law is too sudden."

"Nothing's wrong. They have a lot of things stored there, enough firewood, and not many people, so they live more spaciously than we do."

"But they can only be cooped up in the house, we can at least go out for a stroll." Selina picked up Aisha and said, "Let's go, let's go see the bouncy castle Aisha donated to the children's park."

They came from the bedroom to the living room. This living room was not big, but it was more than enough for three people to move around. Aisha took several books down from the bookshelf nearby and said: "I want to take these to exchange with them, someone still owes me three books."

Bruce went to the balcony to collect clothes, while Selina went to open the door. They were busy for a while before finally walking out of the house.

This house was bought by Selina before. After Brainiac came, he originally wanted to take it back, and indeed took it back and left it for a while. But because no one moved in for a long time, the locks weren't changed, so Selina could still come back to live.

Aisha was in elementary school here. Sometimes there were extracurricular activities after school on Fridays, and if they played too late, Selina would bring her to stay here for the night. Originally, they came back today to get the toys Aisha left here, but they ended up being locked here.

This house was over 60 square meters, 2 bedrooms and 1 living room, no shared area, so it was actually completely enough to live in. Even compared to the manor, Selina still preferred it here, because there was central heating, and the whole house—or to be precise, the whole building—was very warm.

They didn't even need to wear coats when they went out; all three were wearing short sleeves because the hallway was just as warm. Even until they walked to the children's park, the indoor temperature remained constant at around 25 degrees, and one could even say it was a bit hot.

The East End was all integrated buildings. Except for a few open-air parks, basically everything was built indoors, and everything could be reached through indoor passages. The children's park closest to Selina's home was half a mile away in a straight line, and they arrived after walking for a while.

Then Aisha saw the familiar castle. This was a toy given to her by the Adventure Batman before; Aisha donated it to the children's park so that all the children could play with it. When they arrived, there was a bunch of children playing there.

"Jenny! David! And Olivia!" Aisha screamed immediately, hugged her books, and ran over to play with her little friends.

Selina said while writing her name on the registration form: "I don't have any food at home, we have to go to the market."

Bruce nodded and said: "I just found out that individuals don't need to register supplies in the East End, that's actually quite good."

"That's for sure. Because everything in the building goes on as usual, Brainiac also directly replenishes supplies to the building's market, there is fresh food every day, there's no need to hoard supplies yourself."

The two walked to the market together. The market in the building was not far from here either; after going down another floor and walking for a while, they arrived at a super large supermarket, which almost occupied an entire floor, dazzling and bustling.

People didn't seem to be affected by the martial law; they looked relaxed and quite leisurely, shuttling between different shelves, picking up goods to observe, or looking down to check price tags.

Bruce and Selina strolled through the supermarket, wanting to buy everything they saw. Their salary level was quite good, so they bought a large cart of things before going to pick up Aisha to go home.

Then they started to study cooking. Neither of them had much experience in this area: Bruce ate ready-made food most of the time, while Selina could make some simple food for herself, so she was the head chef, and Bruce helped her.

Just as the two were busy in the kitchen, the phone rang again. After Bruce answered, he said: "Hello? Are you guys cooking too? Who is the head chef? Ha, I knew it couldn't be Batman."

Jason said while mixing batter, holding the phone with his ear and shoulder: "He actually has self-awareness, he went to the backyard to turn the soil. Dick and I are preparing to make burgers, what are you planning to make?"

Bruce said while picking out seasoning bottles: "Let's make a sandwich and toss a salad, we don't know how to make anything more complicated."

"You should share a Schiller with us!" Dick shouted on the other end of the phone. "I will never forget the meal we had last night!"

"You're really confused, aren't you afraid of turning into a moose?"

"Not at all. As long as the Professor is full, he won't go to the trouble of stuffing us into the refrigerator."

And the Schiller they were talking about was not cooking right now. They didn't participate in the operation last night, had a very stable night, and slept until noon before discovering martial law.

"Theoretically speaking, this is my protected area, which is my territory, so I can still go out, right?" Pride asked.

"No." Brainiac answered very crisply. "There are no perfect security measures on the street, it's best not to go out."

"Alright." Pride didn't insist too much. After he walked down the stairs, he found the Agent was adding firewood to the fireplace.

That's right, after the operation ended last night, the Agent came to Pride's house. But he obviously didn't think his decision was correct. He said while adding firewood to the fireplace: "If I must be locked up with someone, I'd rather my roommate be Batman."

"You have no choice." Pride said. "For at least the next week, you can only stay with us."

The Agent sighed and said: "I hope you can talk less, no more than three sentences a day."

"No." Brainiac spoke up again. "Out of consideration for mental health, you must actively communicate with your peers, and also enter at least one communication group, and communicate by phone with others."

"There are two psychology experts here, don't they understand human psychology better than you?" The Agent asked.

"Hello? Harley, are you okay at the food factory? Yes, I've already sent you the recipe, you see if you can use it. If you make a sample, let Brainiac send it over for me to taste."

"Dick? Good morning! I slept quite well. Is the recipe for Kung Pao Chicken what you want? Okay, I'll send it to you now, but you need to pay attention to the deep-fried peanuts inside..."

"Professor Fries, did you look at the photo I sent you yesterday? Why is that cleaning robot's vacuum cleaner not working? I put some lubricant on the parts, but it didn't seem to work..."

Greed had a phone in his left hand and a tablet in his right, with a communicator in his pocket. After walking down, he put the things on the table and said: "It's good that the phone still works, otherwise I would have been suffocated. I really don't know how you guys got through that year."

"That was more than a year." Pride poured a cup of black tea and leaned against the window, admiring the fallen leaves of the chestnut tree outside.

"I'll go plant the vegetables." The Agent stood up and walked toward the backyard. Greed looked at him and said: "You haven't eaten yet, right? Eat before..."

Responding to him was the Agent's resolute back.

"Supplies need to be registered." Pride said. "I'll make breakfast, you go register the supplies, it should be done before noon."

"Register supplies? Register what supplies?"

"Every time there is martial law, you need to manually upload the supplies you have to Brainiac's software to facilitate his allocation of supplies. Medical supplies are in the cabinet over there, ingredients are in the refrigerator and freezer, go get them yourself..."

Greed walked to the cabinet next to the living room and found several medical kits and some medicine at the bottom. He brought these things over and started calculating the quantity.

The so-called statistical supplies were actually not very complicated work, just take them out and count them, and then check the expiration date. Pride didn't have many supplies, and it could be counted in a while.

The only problem was that Greed had some inertia in bookkeeping. When he took them out, there were three medical kits, but as he counted, they became two, and when he took the photo, there was only one left, and when he uploaded it, the registered quantity became zero.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Brainiac's voice came from the phone. "There are backup registrations when supplies are distributed, and they are recorded immediately after consumption."

"Then why do we have to register manually? Is this some kind of integrity test?"

"Sudden events like martial law affect human emotions, and establishing a fixed process and letting them immediately invest in work that requires focus is conducive to reducing panic."

"I can't tell you're a psychologist."

"Spit out the medical kits."

"No."

"Spit it out!"

"No!"

The butter melted on the iron plate, making a sizzling sound. When the bun was placed on it, a rich fragrance wafted out. Jason pressed the burger bun with an iron spatula, frying it until golden brown on the iron plate, took a plate, placed the bottom bun on it, put a piece of freshly fried beef patty, a piece of cheese, a piece of beef patty, another piece of cheese and beef patty, then put a piece of bacon, then pickles and jalapeño rings, combined with special Thousand Island dressing, and then covered it with the top half of the bun.

"Who ordered the triple beef cheese burger? Come and get your meal!"

"Mine, mine." Pamela said. "Put more chili, otherwise it will be a bit greasy. Give me some sushi vinegar..."

"When will my pork knuckle burger be ready?" Tim lay on the island and said, "I'm starving!"

"It'll be ready soon." Dick, who was using a frying pan nearby, scooped out the pork knuckle patty and started assembling the burger. First, put the bottom bun, spread the burger lettuce, put the patty and tomato slices, add black olives and onions, and a pork knuckle vegetable burger was ready.

Tim and Pamela in front of the island got their burgers almost at the same time. Tim glanced at Pamela's burger and said: "You don't eat any vegetables at all?"

"Who said that? Aren't there pickles and chili?"

"Wouldn't it be greasy without lettuce?"

"Of course not, cheese beef burger is the most fragrant." Then Pamela glanced at Tim's burger again and said, "You have to put so many kinds of vegetables in a burger."

"So what? Eating more vegetables is healthy."

"Be careful that the lettuce jumps up and hits you!"

When he said this, Tim really subconsciously took the burger away from his mouth, looked cautiously at the lettuce sandwiched inside, and only after confirming that this thing wouldn't jump up and hit him did he take a cautious bite. And Pamela burst into laughter. ===== CHAPTER 4140 =====