Chapter 1 I Became Batman's Teacher
Chapter 1 I Became Batman's Teacher
In Gotham City, on a not bright but still warm morning, Schiller put down the coffee cup in his hand and heard the sound of his colleague Anna's high heels. After a while, a blond American sweetheart came in with a dark face and said: "The freshman The damned slackers at the reporting office have taken a day off, you can take the day off."
Schiller said: "Come on here, this cup of coffee please."
"You'll never try to soak me!" Anna roared, and Schiller happily took the coffee and walked out of the cafe. He glanced at the never sunny weather in Gotham City, and began his fifth day here.
Schiller was a psychologist in his last life. After the plane crash, he was thrown into this damn simple city with folk customs. Fortunately, he is neither a hero nor a villain, but a leisurely and stable university teacher. professor.
Schiller was happy to be able to fish for another day, and the system in his mind "ding dong" and displayed: "Peter Parker has sent a chat request."
As Schiller walked to the report, he replied in his mind: "What's the matter? Peter?"
"Hey! I'm going for an internship at Osborne tomorrow! You don't know how rare this opportunity is for me! And Gwen...I mean, she's going too, we're together, it's awesome! We can Let's talk about the helix of the genome, those awesome big machines..."
Schiller said silently in his heart, no girl would want to discuss this with you, little spider, stay awake.
Since he came here, Schiller has obtained a "Meiman Chat System". The first person he unlocked was Peter Parker, the little spider, who has been talking to him about how he likes Gwen for four and a half days. , The mental journey of a teenager who wants to pursue her, but dare not.
While encouraging Peter, Schiller walked to the reporting office. He sat down and sorted out the form, waiting for the new year's freshman to report.
But it is strange to say that Schiller has been here for so many days, and he has never seen the bat light on, and there are no villains to make trouble. It seems that the people who live a comfortable life are really simple and honest.
Soon, students came to report one after another, holding a pile of materials, and all Schiller had to do was to register their names and dormitories.
"Next!" Schiller shouted without raising his head. There was already a whole line in front of him. A boy sat down and Schiller asked, "Name?"
"Bruce Wayne."
"Bruce... Room 2, Building 306, Boys' Apartment..." Schiller wrote on his own, suddenly the tip of the pen stopped, and he calmly raised his head and glanced at it. The boy was blue-eyed and black-haired, very handsome, Schiller said: " Wayne?"
"Indeed, I am Wayne."
Schiller repeated: "Room 2, Building 306, Boys' Apartment, can't you hear it? Take the watch and leave quickly, the people behind are waiting for you."
This time it was Bruce's turn to be stunned. He picked up the form and asked, "Which department are you a professor?"
"Psychology, don't take my class, boy," Schiller said.
Bruce was intrigued by him, but Schiller was helpless, co-authoring Batman who just started college!He said why there is no bat light!
Why is he so stubborn, when Batman goes to college, he transmigrates into a college teacher!
Schiller has a pretty good sense of how dangerous the Batman series is, especially now that 18-year-old Bruce, an abominable playboy!
Bruce didn't say anything, he picked up the form and said thank you and left. Schiller finished his freshman reporting and was about to go back to the professor's apartment to sleep when he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten his keys in the office. Running into a lanky professor, Schiller said, "Hey Jonathan, are you here to get something too?"
"Yes, you forgot your keys in the office again?"
"Oh, that's right. Anna urged me in a hurry today. I forgot when I left. I'll come down as soon as I finish it. See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
At the moment when Schiller and Jonathan were in the wrong place, an icy chill climbed up his back, Jonathan... Jonathan Klein!
Super criminal scarecrow!
Jonathan, who had his back to Schiller, didn't see Schiller looking back and staring at him. If he hadn't learned today that Batman just went to college, he wouldn't have remembered it. The memory of the scarecrow appeared in his mind - Gotham University Psychology Professor of Science, Ph.D. in Psychology and Chemistry, and the scarecrow of the future who used fear gas to kill, Jonathan Klein!
Schiller took a deep breath and continued to go upstairs with the same rhythm. Jonathan is not a scarecrow now, because Bruce is only 18 years old, he has not graduated from college, and he has not yet become Batman. Jonathan is not famous in the world now. A high-level psychologist, he is only well-known in the academic field of "emotional psychology", and Schiller is now more famous than him...
Schiller is now a world-class master of criminal psychology and abnormal psychology, a well-known psychological researcher, and Gotham's most famous psychology professor.
So Jonathan's attitude just now was quite good...what's the use of that!Schiller can't develop poison gas!He's a pure liberal arts student, and Jonathan is a Ph.D. in chemistry!
Sure enough, you have learned mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and you are not afraid to travel all over the world...
Schiller knew very well that the bloody curtain was about to open on the big stage of Gotham City, and now he was just a helpless scholar, a weak chicken who struggled to move a chair, a pure intellectual talent. , let alone encounter these famous super criminals, they are the background boards in the comics, those gangsters, who can kill him with just a gun!
And his worry became a reality. Early the next morning, Schiller, who went to the school psychology clinic as usual, went to the school's psychology clinic to catch fish. Just after making coffee, he heard a crisp knock on the door.
"Professor Schiller, may I come in?"
Schiller took a deep breath. Are there still students in this broken psychological clinic?I'm here purely to fish, okay?Paid vacation, understand?
It's Bruce Wayne at the door!
Schiller could only grit his teeth and say, "Please take a seat, classmate, do you have any psychological problems that you would like to consult?"
"Can't we come and talk if there is no problem?" Wayne spread his hands, and his playboy style was undoubtedly revealed.
Schiller pushed up his glasses and said, "This is the place for psychological counseling for classmates. If you don't have any questions to be counseled, then you can leave."
Schiller swears that his tone is more dry than an airplane broadcast, but Bruce still asks with interest: "Okay, then let me ask a question, what do you think the meaning of life is?"
Schiller took a deep breath and opened the Meiman chat system in his mind. He remembered that he had been given a random chat opportunity because he had coached Peter Parker about his relationship issues. He quickly wrote in his mind:
"A little brat who swears to take revenge on all criminals who have lost both parents and who still uses the appearance of a playboy to disguise himself, now ask me what the meaning of life is, I want him to stop bothering me in the future, how to answer He? It's very urgent to wait online."
Soon, a reply appeared: "I am a teacher. Regarding your question, I think you should maintain sufficient patience and give this unfortunate child psychological counseling from two aspects..."
Schiller looked at the dialog name, Charles Xavier! Professor X!
No wonder, the founder and principal of X academy are really old-fashioned.
But Schiller, who paid attention to the avatar, found that Charles' avatar could be clicked. He clicked on Charles' avatar in his mind, and a dialog box popped up: "The first chat can randomly copy an ability (low-level) of the chat object, whether to copy? "
Schiller clicked "yes" for no apparent reason.
"Telepathy (low level) loaded."
Schiller felt a blur in front of him, and suddenly there were countless noises, and countless unfamiliar emotions rushed into his mind, making it impossible for him to distinguish. After a while, Schiller realized that he had indeed acquired some of Professor X's abilities. .
Telepathy is Charles' housekeeping skill, and with brainwave amplifiers, it can even brainwash all mankind, but Schiller's acquisition is only an extremely weakened version, he can only vaguely sense the other party's emotions, and some flashes in his heart suddenly. It is impossible to read the mind directly and clearly.
But that was enough, Schiller focused on Bruce and found that he was in a mess right now, and yes, it wasn't that he was being so cynical.
According to Batman's life experience, he should have just returned from studying in various countries, and he should have entered the university just to disguise his identity as Bruce. The real Batman already hates this boring daily life, and every drop of his blood is in Shouting "revenge", "revenge on those criminals".
In Bruce's eyes, the professor opposite seemed to suddenly fall into a kind of quiet thinking. Schiller has a pair of slightly special gray eyes. When Bruce was stared at by these eyes, his keen intuition began to call the police - he It seems to be being spied on and seen through.
Then, Schiller said: "Perhaps you have been waiting for someone to give you this answer, a positive answer, if you have more things to do after you get this answer, don't bother me again, then I am willing to give you this answer. "
"Oh? What is it?"
"Vengeance." Schiller stared into Bruce's eyes and said, and under Bruce's suddenly gloomy face, he stared straight at him and repeated: "The meaning of life is revenge."
Ignoring Bruce's already gloomy Gotham-like face, Schiller said, "Are you satisfied, Mr. Wayne?"
(End of this chapter)