Chapter 601

After the Superego threw Schiller out, several gods who shared the same Pope sat on the top of the tower and began to watch the show.

This posture was only a folding stool away from the old men sitting under a tree to cool off after a meal; it would be even better if there were melon seeds.

One of the greatest characteristics of humans is that they live short lives, and another characteristic is that while living short lives, they also play wildly; even if these gods did nothing but stare at human cities, they could see countless fun things, let alone the chaos within chaos, the freedom within freedom—the cat city, Cat Getan.

But don't forget, there were still two people's grievances that hadn't been resolved, and that was Lex and Moonlight Schiller.

Lex actually hoped that this exam would end here, but Moonlight Schiller couldn't bear that his work was interrupted halfway through, so he wanted to drag Khonshu back to that room to hack Lex.

Having finally managed to see some fun with Schiller, how could Khonshu be willing? He dawdled and didn't want to go, so the Dream God Morpheus and Jormungandr had another fun thing to watch, which was watching Moonlight Schiller chasing Khonshu with a parasol blade.

No one knew if Khonshu was regretting looking for the Pope who could fight the best, but there was no doubt that on Schiller's own turf, in his Mind Palace, Khonshu didn't have much of an advantage; his staff was broken again.

Jormungandr, who had just wanted to mock him, saw a huge blade light coming towards him; a genius teenager who felt uncomfortable if he didn't fight was released from the asylum, and the result was that the two gods who didn't choose the Pope who could fight the best also suffered.

The Dream God wanted to mediate, but hesitated for a moment and felt it was better not to bring fire upon himself; Khonshu went back to repair his staff, Jormungandr was chased and hacked by Moonlight Schiller, and only the Dream God remained on the top of the tower.

As everyone knows, it's cold at the top; there was another advantage for the others to come down from the top of the tower, which was that when the Tower of Thought was propped up, they wouldn't fall off the top of the tower in a very disheveled manner because they couldn't stand steady.

Of course, Morpheus was the Dream God; how could he make such a fool of himself? At the moment the earth shook and the mountains swayed, he flew up, but there was another person busy working at the top of the tower, and that was Schiller's Superego personality.

It is very difficult to maintain the form of one's Mind Palace in other dream spaces; Moonlight Schiller chasing these gods was already noisy enough, and as a result, a concert suddenly started outside, and the location of the concert happened to be at the foot of the tower.

This jolt almost shook the Mind Palace apart; the Superego, who was working on the top floor, stumbled and fell to the ground.

He was surprisingly angry, so he controlled the Mind Palace to spread his voice outward: "Stop making noise!"

At the same time, he certainly had a way to deal with these annoying ghosts who disturbed his work, and that was to repeat the old trick and start calling these lantern rings.

Marvel Schiller creating a Green Lantern Corps industry wasn't without benefits; at the very least, Schiller had figured out the lantern ring aspect, and even without the help of others, he could use some sneaky means to call other lantern rings over.

Just like dealing with the Fear Joker before, sensing the call from the dream world, this group of lantern rings didn't know how to enter the dream world, but their special attributes allowed them to know exactly who was calling them.

So, this group of lantern rings came to Schiller's body, and just like before, because the place where the call came from was the dream world, the lantern rings abandoned their physical forms and used energy to enter Schiller's consciousness space.

After entering, the lantern rings were also confused, because the consciousness space they entered along Schiller's physical body didn't have a Mind Palace at all, only a boatload of Schillers standing there in a daze.

Although Schiller is Schiller, the safety devices of the lantern rings are quite reliable; whichever personality calls him, he has to go find that personality, and the rest of these are all no good.

So, these lantern rings could only use a clumsy method to fly towards the Superego; this boatload of Schillers understood what they were doing in the Mind Palace as soon as they saw these lantern rings, so they sailed the boat to chase these lantern rings.

The automatic pathfinding function of the lantern rings is quite reliable, and they didn't get lost even in the dream realm, so they became the best compass, leading this boatload of Schillers to the cat city, Cat Getan, located in the dream realm.

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As soon as the boat sailed over, this boatload of Schillers saw the huge dark owl floating in mid-air from afar; Marvel Schiller, standing at the bow of the boat, thought for less than a second and said, "Raise the sails, ram into it!"

DC Schiller's complaints about Marvel Schiller are not unreasonable; Marvel Schiller believes in two attack methods in total: raise the sails and ram into it, and lower the sails and board the ship for battle.

All the residents of the cat city saw a huge boat, shrouded in pitch-black fog, like a sharp arrow flying in the air, "whoosh" across the sky, and "bang" into that huge dark owl.

"Lower the sails, board the ship for battle!" Marvel Schiller shouted again.

At the moment of contact, the Schillers jumped down; it can be said that even if one Schiller plucked one feather, this owl could be plucked bald. Of course, plucking the owl bald requires a certain amount of time; at the same time, taking advantage of all the cats paying attention to the battle in the sky, Schiller had already turned back into a human form and then arrived on that stage.

The Bat-Cat was focusing on watching Constantine cast magic and didn't notice a pair of large hands appearing behind him, then grabbing his front paws and picking him up.

Schiller flipped the Bat-Cat over, made him face himself, grabbed him by the armpits of his front paws, first held him far away to look, then brought him close to look.

The Bat-Cat's fur exploded, baring his teeth and brandishing his claws at Schiller, but because he had to enter the instrument control room earlier, he wasn't equipped with any large weapons, and relying solely on a cat's sharp teeth and claws, he obviously couldn't break free.

However, the Bat-Cat in this posture could still scratch Schiller's hand, and his mouth could also bite Schiller's fingers, so Schiller hesitated for a moment and then grabbed him by the scruff of his neck.

A cat held in this posture basically has no room to struggle; Batman also "bang" recovered his human form, Constantine and Victor both gathered around, Schiller held the cat up, and several people gathered around to look at him.

Batman reached out and took the cat over, saying, "So, you really are a Bat-Cat? A cat disguised as a bat?"

Obviously, he also didn't know how to evaluate this counterpart of his.

Just when several people were focusing on studying the Bat-Cat, those lantern rings that had brought the boatload of Schillers earlier flew towards the Tower of Thought, and Schiller, with his back to the tower, didn't notice that the gray fog that had returned to the tower, under the guidance of the Superego, once again absorbed the energy of those lantern rings.

A mass of chaotic mist gradually drifted away, emitting colorful light from within; feeling the change in light, Schiller turned his head and saw a gray dragon flying out of the mist, emitting a loud dragon roar.

Schiller looked at this dragon and felt it looked a bit familiar; he thought about it, isn't this the Gray Lantern beast he created when fighting the Fear Joker before? Shouldn't this be something that can only be created after the gray fog absorbs the energy of the lantern rings? How could it appear here?

But before he could be confused, the Dream God suddenly flew out of the tower, revealing an ill-intentioned smile at Schiller; instantly, the dream scene changed, the Tower of Thought returned to its place, the dream shattered, and Schiller sat up abruptly from the hospital bed.

He clutched his head, feeling his thinking a bit chaotic and unclear; he remembered that in the end, the Dream God seemed to have forcibly lifted the Dream of a Thousand Cats, sent his Tower of Thought back to its original place, and then kicked him out of the dream.

Why did he want to do this? Could it be just to take revenge on Schiller for blowing up his house? This revenge is really a bit painless, right?

Schiller thought this way, curled his lips, and lay back on the hospital bed, because the dream was forcibly ended, he was still a bit sleepy, he planned to sleep again, it would be even better if he could talk to the Dream God.

Schiller sank into a dream like this, and when he woke up again, he was awakened by the ringing of the phone; Schiller turned over, pulled the quilt, opened his eyes, and then looked at the phone placed on the head of the hospital bed.

That phone was now making a sharp and harsh ringing sound; Schiller grabbed the phone a bit impatiently and said to the other end of the phone, "Hello? I need to rest now, what's the matter, wait a moment..."

"It's me." Bruce's voice came from the other end of the phone; Schiller blankly recalled the previous dream, he felt that Bruce looking for him shouldn't have any urgent matters, so he planned to hang up the phone.

Then he heard Bruce on the other end of the phone say, "To celebrate the great victory in the dream earlier, Professor, I have prepared a gift for you..."

Schiller "slapped" and hung up the phone; he muttered in a low voice, "Want to scare me with my own words? No way."

As he spoke, he turned over, rested his head on the pillow, and planned to continue sleeping, but just as he was about to fall asleep, the door of the room rang; in the hazy vision, Bruce appeared in front of him.

Schiller lay on the bed and took a deep breath, trying to wake himself up, then sat up, turned his head to look at Bruce and asked, "What on earth do you want to do? Don't you know I'm still a patient now?"

Then, Bruce bent down and hugged... a black cat from his feet?

Schiller widened his eyes; Bruce held the two front paws of the black cat with both hands and showed it to Schiller like holding a pet cat.

"This is the gift, how about it? Do you like it?"

Schiller covered his forehead; he closed his eyes tightly and said in a low voice, "Am I dreaming?"

"No, it's not, Professor, do you remember the battle yesterday?" Bruce put the black cat down, and then the black cat walked along his leg to Schiller's hospital bed, then sat down on the spot and began to meow; Schiller discovered that he could actually understand what this black cat was meowing.

He was asking: "Did I arrive in another world? What's going on?"

"The principle should be similar to you creating Aisha; the lantern ring power fused to become the Gray Lantern beast, and then some things that shouldn't have come to reality were materialized."

Schiller stopped on the spot and thought for a while; he remembered that before he was kicked out of the dream, he did seem to have seen the Gray Lantern beast, but where did that come from? He hadn't summoned a lantern ring?

Suddenly, he reacted; this was another conspiracy of the Superego, no, I'm afraid the Dream God was also involved.

The Superego summoned the lantern ring, fused the Gray Lantern beast, and then at the moment the lantern beast appeared, let the Dream God bring everyone back to reality, thus replicating the process of Schiller bringing Aisha to reality before, and then, brought this black cat to reality.

Schiller reached out and hugged the cat over; one person and one cat stared at each other with big eyes; Bruce opened his mouth and said, "That's right, he is the Bat-Cat."

"Now things are beyond redemption, do you have a way to stuff him back? Anyway, I don't."

Schiller opened his mouth and then said, "Can't you raise him yourself? It's just a cat..."

"Originally I could, but Aisha would pull his tail, and Alfred doesn't allow any cat hair in the manor."

"I don't allow it either... I mean, my butler Merkel doesn't allow it either..."

"Oh my god! What is that?!" Merkel, who had just received the news of Schiller's awakening and came to visit, walked up quickly, took the cat from Schiller's hand, and said, "Sir, is this a stray cat you adopted? It's so cute, have you named it?"

Schiller turned his head, glared at Bruce, and then said, "His name is Owl."

"Meow!", "No way!"

"Just call him Owl!"