The new principal, Sethton, is actually quite capable and experienced, and has a wide connection. The only problem is that his luck is really bad.

No, maybe it should be said to be very bad.

His friends nominated him for six professors, one of whom was just right to meet one of the future villains of Gotham, the Frozen Man Victor Fries.

After Shetton checked their files, he planned to hire three of them, including Victor Fries, the freezer.

After the invitation was sent out, only one professor accepted the recruitment from Gotham University, which happened to be the frozen man Victor Fries.

Gotham University has a tragic fate. It just subdued a few demons and captured a few demons. It just left a scarecrow, Jonathan, and Victor, the frozen man.

Moreover, Victor seemed to need this job very much. Before Schiller and Bruce communicated with him to stop Shayton's employment, the invitation letter was just sent out at noon the day before, and the next afternoon, Victor had already arrived at Gotham University, which was as fast as if he had almost lost food if he didn't do this job.

Fortunately, just like the Scarecrow, Victor is now just an ordinary scholar and professor.

In fact, Schiller knew that even the later Freezer was a gentler villain among Gotham. He usually liked to freeze Batman and talk to him about philosophy and art. Most of his paranoia and madness came from his love for his wife, rather than having to go against Batman or Gotham.

The Victor that Schiller met was very similar to himself. Both of them were very typical scholars. Victor was tall and wore a pair of glasses. The collar and cuffs of the suit were meticulously taken care of. Although he looked a little haggard, he still looked a professor full of knowledge.

Each professor has his own independent office, but there are also public offices where everyone sits together to engage in activities and chat. After Jonathan left, his public office was empty. This time Victor came, and he happened to sit in the original Jonathan's seat, next to Schiller.

When Schiller first chatted with Victor, he found that Victor's eyes were always staring at the ring on Schiller's ring finger.

After a while, he finally brought the topic to the family and asked: "You seem to be married. Is your wife in Gotham now?"

In European and American countries, it is actually impolite to talk about the other party’s marriage situation when they meet for the first time. Some people may think that this offends their privacy.

It can be seen that Victor is not in good spirits now, he seems very anxious and wants to seek recognition.

Schiller was stunned after hearing this question. He didn't know how to answer. He couldn't tell the other party that he had a symbiosis that had watched too much TV series, right?

Schiller's silence was understood by Victor as another meaning.

This is how people are. They always unconsciously look for similar people without feeling safe and extremely anxious, and want to find comfort from their experiences like themselves.

Victor thought of Schiller's amazing resume, and he thought, perhaps there might be a more poignant love story among those thrilling detective stories.

With this sense of identity of "both beings are all over the world", Victor and Schiller quickly became familiar with each other.

In the subsequent exchanges, Schiller discovered that he and Victor did have a lot in common. Victor liked to talk about the most was ancient philosophy, modern art and religious art, and Schiller also liked theology and philosophy. They both had a very common topic and could even chat all afternoon when they were out of class.

Schiller did not expect that after he traveled over, the first friend he found was the villain Frozen Man.

But I have to say that this Mr. Frozen Man, who has not yet become a villain, is actually very charming. He is always gentle and elegant, has strong empathy, has gentle and organized words, and has unique insights when talking about some issues. Chatting with him reminds Schiller of his past life and debates with experts in the same field, which can always create countless sparks of thinking.

This moderate villain gives people a very good impression, which is also recognized by everyone in the entire office.

As he deepened his communication with Victor, Schiller also knew what he was doing now. Victor had used low-temperature technology to seal his wife, but this technology would cost a lot of money and would require a harsh venue.

The institute that originally funded his research was unwilling to provide Victor with a venue because of insufficient funds, so Victor hurried to Gotham University. In addition to the fact that the salary given here was pretty good, it was just to pay for the Wien family to build a low-temperature laboratory here, which allowed him to ensure that his wife was in a frozen state and that her condition would not worsen.

If combined with the story of the later story of the frozen man, his behavior may seem a bit perverted, but in fact, most colleagues in the office can understand Victor. In this era, many people proposed the theory of frozen people with incurable diseases and waiting for the day when medical technology develops.

And Victor is just a pioneer among them.

Schiller believes that such Victor Fries, even if he did not suffer from an experimental accident, became a very reliable ally.

Compared to the little bats that have not yet grown up, the frozen man with the world's cutting-edge low-temperature technology and full of knowledge, it looks more reliable.

If you want to solve the problem of freezing people forever, you must first solve the degenerative disease in his wife.

Schiller followed Victor to see the cryogenic warehouse where his wife was sealed. Mrs. Fries was not very beautiful, she was just an ordinary white woman, but Victor always looked at her with love.

Schiller asked the symbiont in his mind: “Is there a way?”

The symbiont said: "The nerves are atrophy, it's very troublesome."

Victor looked at the cryogenic skull and said, "My wife's neurodegenerative disease is almost helpless. Her nerve cells die too quickly. I only have time to seal her up and cannot be reversed at all. Even if I can barely control the death of the cell, immune inflammation will damage her brain..."

Victor squatted down, and anyone could hear the despair in his tone. Perhaps he himself knew that it was just him who was deceiving himself by frozen his wife and waiting for a solution that might never come.

Schiller frowned and thought. He thought that although Victor is the villain who is named by Gotham and is indeed the world's top cryogenicist, his professional matters have to be left to professionals, such as a more top neurosurgeon.

The next day, Schiller returned to Marvel's New York.

When Strange saw Schiller at his home, he threw his newly taken off jacket on the porch next to him, and said, "Oh my God, you are just showing up in my home like this!"

"I haven't settled the score with you yet, you sold my information to an institution."

"That was what they asked me, and I can't do anything about it."

While staring at Schiller, Strange had no choice but to do it. He said, "Okay, but you can't expect me to be like a well-trained agent and say nothing, and you really threatened me first."

"I won't mention this anymore. I have a way to get rich now. Do you want to hear it?"

Strange asked suspiciously: "How to get rich? If there is such a way, you will come to me? I heard that you gave Stark a $1 million an hour medical fee, but he even agreed!"

"When I heard this news, I wanted to go back to college to study psychology!"

"Now, there is a wife who has a very serious neurodegenerative disease, and her husband may have the world's unique patented cryogenic technology. You know, it's the kind of technology that can last a lifetime with just a patent fee."

"If you can cure this lady's illness, then we can share this patent together."

Strange sighed with his lips and said, "I'll say it again, I'm a doctor, not a God."

"Do you think you can't cure this disease?"

"But first, should you let me meet the patient first, rather than you, a second-trafficking dealer?"

"For some reason, you may not be able to see her, but I have all her pathological information here."

As he said that, Schiller turned a lot of paper out of thin air. Strange took it, glanced at it briefly, then shook his head and said, "It's impossible, I can't save it, give up."

Schiller was about to speak, and Strange said: "This is no longer a neuroscience thing. If you want her to fully recover her health, it is almost as difficult as reducing a piece of roasted bacon into a pig."

Then he looked up and down at Schiller, and finally set his eyes on the ring on his ring finger. Strange said, "...Okay, I'm talking a little bit absolute just now, otherwise you can go find someone else, although I don't think there is a better neurosurgeon in this world than me."

"What if you worked with Stark?"

Strange was about to deny it, but after thinking about it, he said: "That Stark may have some research on mechanical aspects, but his technology needs a lot of research and transformation if you want to apply it to neurosurgery. If you can convince him to spend so much effort to study this technique, I can try it, but you'd better prepare a medical fee that will satisfy me."

Before Strange could finish his speech, Schiller had disappeared. He remembered the ring he saw in Schiller's hand just now, and then Schiller's attitude. Strange obviously misunderstood something. He sighed and said to himself: "Ha, love... is so stupid."

Schiller, who suddenly appeared behind Stark, was startled, and then he shouted: "I know you have such magical magic! But this is not the reason why you don't need an elevator when you walk more than 30 stories high! Are you not afraid of getting stuck in the wall?"

Schiller said: "What lies are you talking about? How could magic teleportation get stuck in the wall? That's too stupid."

"I hope I won't get a call from a repairman one day telling me that a human-shaped hole appeared on a wall in Stark Building."

"Okay, I'm here to find you with some serious business."

Schiller took out the whole lot of information again.

More than ten minutes later, Stark said: "Actually, you really found the right person. I still have some research on neurology."

He walked around the table with a pen and said, "You know, last time I got a lot of biomechanical information from Obadaiya's database, and there are some techniques for adapting nervous system to mechanical control."

"Although these technologies are dangerous, it cannot be denied that if successful, they will allow the body to control the mecha to an unprecedented level."

"If the machine can directly accept commands from the nerve center, it will eliminate the time required for all secondary operations, and all armors can achieve true arm-like fingers."

“So you can do it?”
Chapter completed!