American Comics: Opening Guidance Batman - Chapter 488 Get Rich Little Experts (middle)

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After sending Konstantin away, Merkel took the rag and rubbed the chair and table he sat on several times up and down. The disgust was almost written on his face.

Just as he was doing all this, the second visitor arrived as scheduled, and when Merkel went down to greet him, he saw Bruce standing outside the door of the manor.

Bruce had an appointment, so Merkel was a lot more enthusiastic. He stepped forward to open the door for Bruce, and after Bruce entered the manor, he was still familiar with Schiller's study.

When he came to the study, Bruce's eyes fell on the abacus. Watching Schiller kept turning the abacus against a bill, he knew what the theme of the day was.

"You're here? Sit down." Schiller pointed to the chair opposite again. After Bruce sat down, Schiller glanced at him. Just as he was about to speak, Bruce rushed in front of him and said, "My paper will be finished tomorrow. ."

Schiller sighed and wanted to speak again, but Bruce said again, "Enough to write 3,000 words."

Schiller opened his mouth again, and Bruce added, "Absolutely no digression this time, and I've carefully proofread the notation."

Schiller sighed and said, "You'll be quick to answer, but that's not what I'm going to talk about today."

There was a rare surprise on Bruce's expressionless face for a long time. Looking at Schiller's eyes, it was as if he was looking at a parrot that grew a second head overnight.

Schiller stretched out his hand to Bruce and said, "What about Gotham's detailed bill for rebuilding and compensation for damaged buildings, as I said on the phone earlier?"

Bruce took out a document and handed it to Schiller. After Schiller took it, he frowned as soon as he opened the first page and said, "I forgot to tell you that this reimbursement bill is not in dollars. , but the green light ring."

"You want to ask the Green Lantern Corps to compensate?" Bruce immediately understood what Schiller meant, but he shook his head and said, "But they won't compensate, if they really take humans seriously, they won't. To come here so recklessly, and make this place beyond recognition."

"That doesn't matter, we just need a name."

"If they don't pay, what are you going to do?"

Schiller sighed and said to Bruce: "I repeat, it's not that I issue a bill to the other side, and then the other side decides whether to compensate."

"If they don't compensate, you plan to make another big incident, or even blow up their home planet?"

Schiller's expression suddenly paused. Seeing his expression, Bruce's expression also stiffened. He stared at him and asked, "Don't you really want to blow up?"

Schiller lowered his head again and started to plan, Bruce stared into his eyes and said: "I don't object to you seeking more benefits for mankind in the universe by some means, but if it is too radical, it may be useless. Loss……"

Schiller coughed twice, changed the subject very stiffly, and said, "I know, the general process is that after we issue a compensation bill, send it to the other side. If the other side does not agree, then we will go through legal procedures. The problem is, the opposite is the court itself."

"There is no third-party force in the universe that can adjudicate this matter, or even if there is, it is not good for us to contact them prematurely."

"So, I didn't plan to go through legal proceedings with them, have you forgotten? There are people from us on the opposite side."

"I have studied it before. The structure of the Green Lantern Corps is very simple, and it can even be said to be a bit rudimentary. The Corps Commander of the Green Lantern Corps generally has two assistants, one for external military affairs, one for internal management, and one for internal management. Management is mainly personnel arrangement and financial management.”

"However, because Sinisto suddenly betrayed the Green Lantern Corps before, the current Green Lantern Corps commander was ordered in danger. He didn't find two adjutants at all, and the two duties were directly unified into one person's head, and Now, it's Hal in that role."

"I think you have also discovered that the responsibilities are highly unified, and there is a lack of a corresponding monitoring system, which has led to the feasibility of many operations, which can save the process of legal procedures or threats of force, and can also achieve the purpose."

When Schiller said these words, Bruce kept staring at him. After listening, he said, "It seems that your anxiety disorder is really serious, to the point of split personality. Who are you?"

"I'm Schiller, but if the professor Schiller you are familiar with comes to listen to you, your final grades will be in danger." Schiller shook his head and said,

Bruce's expression was surprised at first, and then he showed the classic skeptical expression, but before he could continue to ask, Schiller took the bill and said, "Even if the price on this is in US dollars, the estimate is Too conservative."

"The central carousel lost one traffic light? The name of the traffic light is not very accurate, have you forgotten? Gordon borrowed your bat light and transformed it into a traffic light for the central carousel."

"What technology do you use for your bat lamp?... Forget it, I don't understand what you said anyway, so let's write about nuclear fusion."

Schiller put on his glasses, moved the bill a little further away, and continued to frown to look carefully. Soon, he said: "The asphalt road is damaged... Well, you can blow the whole ground down 3.5 meters, which is called road damage. destroy?"

"Let me see, your bat cave has an underground section, right? Is there a land permit?"

"You will go to the mayor later, consider the Batcave as a public building part of the central turntable, count it as a public pool area, report the building on fire and the damage to important equipment. As for what equipment is more important, it depends on you and Victor. There are other technicians."

"What else? Oh, here, rebuilding this part also needs to be changed."

"Didn't you say it before when planning traffic? At the beginning of the establishment of the central turntable, there were too many limitations. Because the area was too small, the traffic flow was limited, so it was just widened."

"How much wider?"

"Is 2000 kilometers OK?"

"...I'm afraid the Soviet Union will not agree." Bruce replied blankly: "If you plan to turn the entire Pacific Ocean into a transportation hub for Gotham, you need to negotiate with the Kremlin first."

"Then count the Pacific Ocean as Gotham's pool area... Well, let's repair it according to the damage area first. How big is it?"

"The diameter has been expanded by 1.5 times, and the joint report by the Urban Planning Authority and the Department of Architecture of Gotham University stated that it is sufficient for use."

Schiller sighed deeply, glanced at Merkel next to him, and asked, "Can't we really make a phone call to the Kremlin?"

Bruce just looked at him with that classic expression and said nothing. Schiller lowered his head and continued to read the report. Then he pointed to one of them and said, "The damaged part of the warehouse is a big problem."

Schiller thought for a moment and said, "Do you have any plans to land on the moon recently?"

Hearing this question, Bruce's expression changed slightly. Seeing Bruce's expression, Schiller's expression stiffened. He said, "Don't you really have a plan to land on the moon?"

Bruce was expressionless, Schiller sighed, and continued to look at the bill and said: "The warehouse goods are filled with the cosmic engine and its supporting parts, and the goods are reported as damaged, and then the electronic waste disposal fee, chemical disposal fee, radiation and dangerous goods disposal are reported. fee……"

"Do you want them to mortgage the planet to you?"

Schiller shook his head and said, "I don't want large planetary junk, I want energy."

He put down the bill, looked at Bruce and said, "The military asks for military expenses every year to attack oil countries. Essentially, it is not the desert, but the oil fields under the desert."

"The emotional spectrum is equivalent to the oil field in the universe. At present, human beings do not have the strength to develop this oil field on a large scale. At this time, we have two choices, either, like I did before, to steal some oil in a stupid way, but this method It's dangerous, it's not sustainable, and it's really troublesome."

"There's another way, just like the military and we're doing right now, start a war, create a whole lot of trouble, shuffle them internally, put our own people, gradually shake up the leadership, and let them Some of them are willing to sell the oil to us.”

"So, next you have to..."

Schiller put the bills away, flicked the beads on the abacus, and gave a smile that Bruce had never seen before.

The next day, at the headquarters of the Green Lantern Corps, in the confinement room, the deputy head Owen stared at Hal in front of him, but Hal did not speak to him in that angry tone, but said calmly:

"I think you should be **** right now, thinking I got everything you deserved, but I have to tell you that anger is useless."

"Are you here to mock me?!" Owen shouted angrily, but he was deprived of the green light ring, and faced Hal, who was covered in rich green light, and had no power to resist.

"Don't get excited. To a certain extent, I can understand you. Don't you think the green light screening mechanism is a bit unreasonable?"

Owen still stared at Hal coldly, but he could tell that he was waiting for Hal's next sentence.

Hal turned the ring in his hand and said, "Actually, I wasn't very good in my hometown. Before I got the ring, I wasn't famous at all, working dangerous jobs for a small salary."

"In my hometown, there are too many people who are stronger than me. They are smarter and more visionary than me, but just because of an illusory willpower, they are blocked from the door of this powerful force."

"I think this is the case with you too, right?" Hal looked into Owen's eyes, and Owen turned his head away from him, but it could be seen from the corners of his tightly pursed lips, Hal said .

"I think ~www.novelbuddy.com~ you should be a leader in your hometown. You have been well educated since you were young, and you are quite talented. When you grow up, you have made a lot of achievements. You think you are a genius with extraordinary wisdom. But the green light didn't choose you..."

"Enough!" Owen suppressed anger in his tone, as if someone had opened the scar in his heart, he said, "If you just came to mock me, you succeeded, so can you get out now?"

Hal folded his arms, still very calmly said: "I'm not mocking you from the perspective of a successful person, but to tell you, I also think it's very unfair."

"My hometown is in a remote area, but there are actually a lot of geniuses there, but they are just rejected by these rules of the lake, and relatively, in some prosperous sectors, there are more people who can get this kind of power. power, I don't think that's fair enough."

"If my home planet can also produce dozens of lanterns, maybe it would have flown out of the universe long ago. Since I have reached this position, why can't I make some benefits for myself and my hometown?"

Owen turned his head and looked into Hal's eyes. He didn't see any joke in Hal's eyes. Suddenly, he showed a sneer and said, "I know that all the people who talk about justice. , it's all just camouflage."

"Talon is the commander of the army, and you are the deputy commander. Isn't it obvious who to please? But also, it is also obvious who to do business with."

"What do you want to do?" Owen asked, staring at Hal.

"I said..." Hal approached Owen, then looked at him and said, "No matter how you and I got here, we can all join forces and get what we deserve."