Chapter 601: Long Live the Cats! (Part 3)

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

This posture was only a stool away from the old men who sat under the tree to enjoy the cool after eating. 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, not to mention the chaotic Gotham, the Cat City of freedom within freedom.

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

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

Having finally been able to see Schiller's fun for once, how could Khonshu be willing? He dawdled and didn't want to go, so Dream God Morpheus and Jormungandr had another fun thing to watch, which was watching Moonlight Schiller chasing Khonshu with an umbrella sword.

No one knew if Khonshu was regretting wanting to find the most capable Pope now, but there was no doubt that in Schiller's own territory, his Tower of Thought, Khonshu had no advantage, and his staff was smashed again.

Jormungandr, who had just wanted to mock him, saw the huge blade light coming towards him. A genius boy 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 most capable Pope also suffered.

The Dream God wanted to persuade them to stop fighting, 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 was left staying on the top of the tower.

It is well known that it is cold at the heights. There was another benefit 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 down from the top of the tower very embarrassingly because they couldn't stand firm.

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 Tower of Thought in other dream spaces. Moonlight Schiller chasing these gods to hack was already noisy enough, and as a result, a concert was suddenly held outside, and the location of the concert happened to be at the foot of the tower.

This jolt almost shook the Tower of Thought to pieces. The Superego, who was working on the top floor, stumbled and fell to the ground.

He was surprisingly angry, so he controlled the Tower of Thought to spread his voice outward: "Stop being noisy!"

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

Marvel Schiller creating a Green Lantern Corps industry wasn't without benefits. At least Schiller had figured out the power rings. Even without the help of others, he could use some sneaky means to call other power rings over.

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

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

After entering, the power rings were also confused, because the consciousness space they entered along Schiller's physical body had no Tower of Thought at this time, only a boat of Schillers standing there in a daze.

Although Schillers were all Schiller, the safety devices of the power rings were quite reliable. Whichever personality called him, he had to find that personality; the rest of these were all no good.

So, these power rings could only fly to the Superego using a clumsy method. This boat of Schillers saw what the self in the Tower of Thought was doing as soon as they saw these power rings, so they drove the boat to chase these power rings.

The automatic pathfinding function of the power rings was quite reliable, and they didn't get lost even in the dream kingdom, so they became the best compass, leading this boat of Schillers to Gotham, the Cat City located in the dream kingdom.

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As soon as the boat drove over, this boat 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 were not unreasonable. Marvel Schiller believed in two attack methods: raise the sails and ram into it, and lower the sails for boarding combat.

All the residents of Cat City saw that under the shroud of thick black fog, a huge ship was like an arrow flying in the sky, "whoosh" across the sky, and "bang" rammed into that huge dark Owl.

"Lower the sails, boarding combat!" Marvel Schiller shouted again.

At the moment of contact, the Schillers jumped down. It could be said that even if one Schiller plucked one feather, this Owl could be plucked bald. Of course, plucking the Owl bald required 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.

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

Schiller flipped Batman Cat over, let him face himself, grabbed him by the armpits of his front paws, first looked at him from a distance, and then looked at him closely.

Batman Cat's fur exploded, baring his teeth at Schiller, but because he had to enter the instrument's control room before, he wasn't equipped with any large weapons. Relying only on a cat's sharp teeth and claws, he obviously couldn't break free.

However, Batman Cat's claws 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 had no room to struggle. Batman also "bang" recovered his human form, Constantine and Victor all surrounded him, Schiller held that cat up, and several people surrounded him to watch.

Batman reached out and took the cat over, saying, "So, you really are Batman 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 Batman Cat, those power rings that had brought a boat of Schillers before flew toward the Tower of Thought, and Schiller, who had his back to the tower, didn't notice that the gray fog that had returned to the tower, under the guidance of the Superego, had once again absorbed the energy of those power rings.

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

Schiller looked at this dragon and felt it looked a bit familiar. He thought about it; wasn't this the Gray Lantern beast he had created when fighting the Fear Laughing Demon before? Shouldn't this be something that could only be created after the gray fog absorbed the energy of the power rings? How could it appear here?

But before he could be confused, the Dream God suddenly flew out from the tower, showing a malicious smile at Schiller. Instantly, the dream scene changed, the Tower of Thought returned to its place, the dream shattered, and Schiller "bang" sat up from the hospital bed.

He covered 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? Was it just to take revenge on Schiller for blowing up his house? This revenge was really a bit painless, right?

Schiller thought so, curled his lips, and lay back on the hospital bed. Because the dream was forcibly ended, he was still a bit sleepy, so 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. When he woke up again, he was woken up 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 emitting a sharp and ear-piercing ringing sound. Schiller grabbed the phone 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 dream before. He felt that Bruce shouldn't have any urgent matters looking for him, 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 before, Professor, I have prepared a gift for you..."

Schiller "bang" hung up the phone. He muttered in a low voice, "Want to use my words to scare me? No way."

Saying this, 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 are you doing? Don't you know I'm still a patient now?"

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

Schiller widened his eyes. Bruce supported 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 hard 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 found 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 power of the power rings 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 see the Gray Lantern beast, but where did that come from? He hadn't summoned any power rings...

Suddenly, he reacted. This was another conspiracy of the Superego. No, I'm afraid the Dream God was also involved.

The Superego summoned the power rings, fused the Gray Lantern beast, and at the moment the Lantern beast appeared, let the Dream God return everyone to reality. This replicated the process of Schiller bringing Aisha to reality before, and then, he brought this black cat to reality.

Schiller reached out and hugged the cat over. One person and one cat stared at each other. Bruce opened his mouth and said, "That's right, he is Batman 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..."

"It would have been possible, but Aisha would pull his tail, and Alfred doesn't allow any cat hair to appear 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 that Schiller had woken up 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!"

"His name is Owl!"