Spring thunder exploded over the east coast, followed by heavy rain. The puddles on the tree-shaded road reflected the sky light from the gaps of dark clouds. Countless raindrops hit the dense leaves. The sound of rinsing rain came from outside the window. There was a chilly spring rain outside, while the inside was warm.

Schiller gently flipped the textbook on his hand, and the sound of the paper rubbing was completely covered by the sound of rain. He cleared his throat and had to raise his volume, saying, "There is another week to go Easter. The meal of the psychology club will start at 7:00 on the evening of Easter. Students who want to attend should be held before 6:30."

As he said that, Schiller paused, looked at the heavy rain outside the window, and said: "There have been thunderstorms in the city in recent days. Please bring umbrellas when you go out. It is estimated that if the rainfall continues to increase, there will be a possibility of flooding. Please pay attention to the evacuation notice..."

After he finished speaking, he packed up his textbooks and planned to leave. At this time, Evans, who was sitting in the first row, stood up, walked to the podium, and whispered to Schiller: "Professor, it has been raining too heavily in recent days, and many classmates have not been able to attend on time, so the homework..."

"Please pay it back later and remind everyone to remember to notify their parents. If the rain continues, evacuation may be carried out at any time in the past two days, so that they can pay attention to the local gang movements..."

Evans took out a schedule and said: "In the past, Easter party would be held on that night, but this year, our new principal advanced the banquet two days ago, which happened to be staggered from the club meal. We plan to... "

Evans told Schiller about the arrangements for attending the meeting. When the two were discussing in a low voice, Bruce walked over. Evans glanced at him. Schiller said to Evans: "Then let's make this plan first, and I'll make sure of it with you later."

After Evans left, Bruce spoke directly and said, "The rain has been too heavy recently. Gotham's drainage system has a big problem. I want to go back to Wayne Building to stare to prevent flooding."

"Acceptance, and in addition, it seems that they have broken the defense."

"Let's talk about this later." Bruce looked around cautiously, as if he was afraid of the crowds here.

When Schiller returned to the office, Victor was holding a goose egg and gestured up and down with a brush. Schiller walked over, glanced at the goose egg, and said, "Where did you get this? You shouldn't go to dig out the swan nest on the lake?"

"Of course not, do I look like such a boring person?" Victor took his brush, dipped it in blue paint, and drew a star on the goose egg. While drawing it carefully, he said: "The logistics department has prepared 5 Easter egg ingredients for each professor. We will finish them before the festival and give them to the students."

"This is amazing." Schiller said with a smile: "Don't they give it to us after finishing drawing it? God knows how tired I'm teaching them."

"Of course they will give it, but they may give it the finished product, after all, not many people can draw."

"Actually, I like this life very much. I wanted to be a painter when I was a child." Victor put his head in front of the easter egg and took a smaller brush to perfect the details of the star.

Schiller shrugged and walked back to his seat. He saw that there were indeed a few goose eggs on the seat. He picked up one and said while looking, "The precipitation has been a bit outrageous recently. Have you looked at the weather forecast?"

Anna at the table next door was also drawing an easter egg. She raised her head and said to Schiller: "This place hasn't been sunny several times a year, but the rain this time is too heavy, and my rain boots are almost out of service."

"I just heard from my students that the Easter party is ahead of schedule?" Schiller sat on his chair and began to fiddle with the brushes and paints.

"Yes, in order to hold more activities, our principal has advanced the banquet time, so the corresponding dance time has also been advanced."

"Why did he do this? Where can there be so many events?" Victor asked in confusion.

"This is the first major festival of his first year. Maybe the new principal wants to show us his skills. In addition to banquets, dances and dinners, I heard that there are also preparations for exchange of Bibles, prayers and sings."

"He doesn't look like a devout believer, why did he suddenly take Easter so seriously?"

The three of them shook their heads, and Schiller looked at the goose eggs on the table. He gestured twice with his brush. Just as he was about to start his pen, Victor stood up with a newly drawn easter egg and said proudly: "Look, this, look at what I drew."

Many stars were drawn on the easter egg he was holding, using red and blue colors, which looked very similar to the star-striped flag, but because the goose eggs were oval, most of the stars were deformed, and some areas were not evenly painted.

Anna teased him and said, "I don't know that you are so patriotic. The designer of the national flag will be moved to tears when he sees your work."

"Please," complained Victor, "It's a bit hard for me to draw on a plane, let alone a round goose egg. Is that good enough?"

Anna looked down at her work and found that it was not as good as Victor. She threw down her pen with some annoyance and said, "This damn rainy day blocked my thinking, and the paper was not going smoothly, and those students could not read the things written by them..."

"I discovered two weeks ago that the biggest disadvantage of continuous rainy days is that they have put their brains in water."

"Stop kidding, there is only water without rain."

The three of them sighed. Obviously, the quality of students at Gotham University was really worrying. Victor looked at the easter eggs in his hand and said, "I don't think they are interested in this thing. They prefer bullets, or stuff some combustible plants here."

"That's it. I plan to go to the store to buy some ready-made ones, but no one can find them anyway." Anna stood up and said, and Schiller called her and said, "Take me some, thank you."

After Anna left, Victor and Schiller looked at each other, and Schiller said, "Then what are you going to do? Don't tell me, what are you really going to stuff into the goose egg..."

"I plan to finish drawing them and then find a few unlucky guys to give them. If they dare to despise me for being ugly, I will fail the qualification."

"By the way," Victor stood up and said, "I studied the drawings of the freezer you gave me last time and found that it didn't seem suitable for ordinary people."

"Is that true? Why do you say that?"

"Just pulling off the magazine requires a lot of force, and if the thrust is not enough when replaced, there will be a risk of fluid leakage."

"This gun looks like it's designed for trained soldiers or strong men. If I come, before I can shoot, the leak will be enough to freeze my arms."

What Schiller gave to Victor was the freezer drawings developed by Peter.

After Victor said this, Schiller understood that the person who developed this gun was Spider-Man with great strength. In addition to superheroes such as Iron Man and Captain America, the person who used this gun was an agent of S.H.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E

Of course these people can ignore strength or recoil, but researchers like Victor can't do it. Schiller said to Victor: "Then how do you plan to improve? Do you have any ideas?"

"Of course. Actually, I'm here to invite you to the laboratory with me. I need a test subject. I think the size and strength of our two are similar. I want you to help me test the samples I made."

Schiller shrugged and said, "Well, I hope you get the data you want."

When the two went out, the thunderstorm had basically stopped, but there was too much water on the road. Victor shook the wet tip of his shoes and complained: "The drainage system in the school is really bad. The rain has been stopped for more than an hour, but the water on the ground has not been discharged at all."

Schiller looked around and did not see the drainage ditches or drainage channels appearing on the surface. He recalled and found that the whole Gotham seemed to be like this. The drainage system was very unsophisticated. It was fine when it was drizzling. Once it was like today, with a short period of large-scale precipitation, the entire city seemed to be flooded, and you could see the sea view without leaving your home.

Just like being immune to fear gas, Schiller was also immune to this rain, at least the symbiotic mist in his body did not find any abnormalities.

After they arrived at the laboratory with Victor, the two chatted for a while, and Schiller began to help Victor test the frozen gun.

After Victor recorded several sets of experimental data, Schiller said to him: "What about that cryogen, what do you think?"

"That is actually no problem. It has a lot of power. If the energy is enough, it can freeze a large area."

"Can you still increase the power? How much can it reach?"

Victor looked at Schiller in surprise and said, "There is no upper limit, but what do you need that much power?"

"Can you ask you to do more? I may be useful in the future." Schiller said thoughtfully.

Victor did not ask, but agreed to him.

Schiller found Victor a little absent-minded, and asked, "Have you not been sleeping well recently?"

"No, but I'm a little dazed lately." Victor shook his head and said, "I could concentrate even if I spent the whole night in the laboratory, but I started to feel sleepy lately before midnight."

"Maybe there have been too many rainy days recently, and rainy days will make people feel depressed. Moreover, the humid air is not good for the body. So try to go out as little as possible."

Schiller turned his head and looked out the window. At some point, the rain that had stopped had started to fall intermittently, and the more it was getting faster and faster.
Chapter completed!