RNP Chapter 2968: The Green Trees Are Thick and the Summer Is Long (2)
Chapter 2968: The Green Trees Are Thick and the Summer Is Long (2)
Chapter 2968: The Green Trees Are Thick and the Summer Is Long (Part )
He was truly a rare guest. Schiller opened the door for him. Gordon didn't hesitate to walk to the refrigerator and got a bottle of ice drink. The front and back of his shirt were soaked with sweat.
"Isn't the air conditioning in your car turned on?" Schiller asked with some confusion.
"Don't mention it. Halfway through the journey, a section of the asphalt road melted and a car got stuck in it. I helped to clean it up for a long time and I felt like I was almost dehydrated."
Gordon finished a whole can of iced drink, wiped his mouth and said, "I didn't expect carbonated drinks to appear in your refrigerator."
"Those kids bought it." Schiller went to the kitchen and poured some water, then put it on the table and said, "Fortunately, the residents of this community pay a lot of attention to health preservation, so no one competed with them. Otherwise, your purpose of coming here would be to stop the Ice-Cola War."
Gordon laughed. "They always do that. I heard Alfred complain about the kids drinking too many carbonated drinks before. I thought you would limit them too."
"It's indeed not good for Dick and others to drink too much because they are ordinary people, but these few are different. I don't think carbonated drinks will cause any harm to them." Schiller sat down and said.
In fact, he thought so too. The new warriors basically had superpowers, so there was nothing wrong with drinking some drinks. More importantly, the weather was too hot. Even with air conditioning, it would be more comfortable to come in from outside sweating and drink a sip of ice drink.
Having said that, Schiller never tried it because he never went out.
Without the gray fog, he couldn't adjust the temperature. It was too hot outside, and he would never go out unless he had to go to work.
"How are Wanda and the others?" Schiller asked out of politeness. Gordon waved his hand and said, "That girl is very capable. She can even adjust the temperature. If it weren't for her, I don't know how much the electricity bill would be this month."
At this point, Schiller felt a bit of a headache. Last month's electricity bill was already staggering, and this month might reach a new high.
At this moment, a pair of furry ears appeared outside the window, and then a head poked in from the crack of the door. Squirrel Girl shouted to Helen in the kitchen, "Come on! Helen, we found a super big tree! It can definitely be built into the most perfect tree house in the world!"
Helen put down the cup full of ice cubes, ran to the door again, and ran out with the squirrel girl.
"What do they want?" Gordon asked.
“It looks like they want to build a tree house.” Schiller shook his head and said, “That land is public land, but I think they can convince the neighbors.”
"You have to keep an eye on them and make sure they don't get heat stroke. There are too many people suffering from heat stroke right now and the hospital doesn't have any beds available."
Gordon sighed softly and continued, "Even the killers haven't been working lately, which shows how terrible this unlucky weather is."
"How do you know they're not working?"
"In this kind of weather, the body would start to rot in less than half an hour. How could they do it?" Gordon squeaked, took a sip of ice water, exhaled and said, "The new young police officer even picked up a poor guy who got heatstroke because of dumping the body on the roadside."
Schiller also found it a little funny when he imagined the scene, but Gordon was right. Even he didn't want to do it in this kind of weather. Unless he could ensure that all the processes from killing to disposing of the body were completed in an air-conditioned room, otherwise it would be a disaster.
“What’s the crime rate like?”
"It's too low." Gordon finally showed a relieved expression and said, "No one has the energy to commit crimes anymore. Even those arrogant habitual criminals prefer to stay at home and enjoy the air conditioning recently."
“That’s a good thing, but the mortality rate should be much higher.”
Gordon sighed and said, "You should have called the mayor, right? Things are indeed a bit troublesome. The number of deaths from heat stroke has reached an all-time high, and it seems that it will reach a new high. The hospitals are overcrowded and medical resources are in urgent need."
"He said they are preparing for artificial rainfall, but the technical conditions are not yet mature." Schiller told the news he got from Roy.
Gordon also shook his head and said, "Artificial rainfall requires the right time, right place and right people. Even if you fire bombs, it may not rain. Who would have thought that one day we would start to miss the old Gotham?"
Schiller fell silent at this point. When he stood in front of the thermometer, he had thought about almost all the problems. To improve the high temperature conditions, relying solely on artificial rainfall and other means can only be a fundamental solution. Ultimately, the urban environment must be improved, and greenery and water systems must be increased.
But the scale of this project is no less than another Gotham building renovation project, and it is simply not something that Mayor Roy can handle.
"I'll call Bruce and ask." Schiller gave Gordon a satisfactory answer. He knew that Gordon came here for this purpose. This problem, which was obviously beyond human control, would ultimately depend on Batman.
"What's he doing these days?" Gordon asked.
"I'm not sure." Schiller shook his head and said, "It's probably the same thing."
"You must let me know when he comes back." Gordon paused and said, "Roy and I are waiting to welcome him back."
"I will," Schiller said.
They had nothing to do next, so Schiller invited Gordon to take a walk by the lake. Gordon didn't quite understand at first, but after walking through the hot lawn, there was a breeze by the lake and he could even feel a little cool.
"Oh my God, if I were you, I would stay here and not leave." Gordon sighed, "It turns out that no matter how big the garden is, it can't compare to a natural lake. This place is amazing."
Schiller and Gordon stood in the shade of the trees and looked at the lake surface in the sun. The ripples were sparkling like a bright mirror. The woods across the lake were full of shadows, and the dense leaves blocked out the sun. The sunlight occasionally fell through the gaps between the leaves, making the bushes and lawns below sparkle.
"Are you sure you're not going to have another party?" Gordon asked. "I swear there's a lot of people who would love to come here to escape the summer heat."
Schiller shook his head and said, "Although I also hope to provide you with a summer resort, I really can't go shopping for supplies in this weather. It's too hot."
Gordon did not force it, but looked at the woods opposite. He saw a few vague shadows, and Schiller said, "Let's go over there."
The two of them walked through the uneven bushes, went around the lake, and came to the woods opposite. They soon saw the young men of the New Warriors Team busying around.
The woods here are even cooler, and they can't even feel the heat outside. They are gathered around a big tree in the middle of the woods. It is a huge maple tree with a short and thick trunk. What is amazing is that the branches are not weak at all. Instead, they are very strong and twisted to spread out in all directions.
"Are you planning to build a tree house on this tree?" Schiller looked up at the tall maple tree. Its dense leaves blocked out the sun, and the occasional sunlight that leaked through was not dazzling at all. Instead, it made the ground reflect warm light, presenting a cozy scene.
"Yes, we originally wanted to build a tree house on a redwood tree, but then we found that the branches were too straight, and the best we could do was build a circle around the branches. This is different."
Squirrel Girl pointed at the winding branches above her head and said, "You can build a villa with different heights on it."
Gordon greeted them enthusiastically and said, "This is a great idea. Let's get started. Be sure to leave one for me after it's built. Jenny will definitely be very happy."
Schiller knew he was talking about his daughter, Jane's nickname was Jenny, but he was still a little uncomfortable with the fact that Gordon's daughter was not Barbara.
Helen cheered and said, "I'll draw a design. I'm sure I can design the most beautiful tree house!"
"Don't rush." The calmer Night Thrush said, "This land should be public land. I'm afraid we can't cut down trees indiscriminately. Building may also be illegal. Professor, what do you think?"
"I don't really own this land," Schiller said. "It's just that it's close to my house and relatively pristine so nobody wants to come here. But if people find out how cool it is here, it'll probably become a famous tourist attraction soon."
Helen rushed over, threw herself on Schiller and said, "No, Professor, you can't just give up this great place. Let's buy it! Please, Professor!"
Helen clung to Schiller like an octopus. Schiller patted her head helplessly and told her to let go. Then he said, "Of course I have thought about it, but it is actually very difficult. First of all, the price of this piece of land is very high. My house is discounted, but other places don't have it. Such a large piece of land is very expensive. I can't afford it."
"Besides, my own house is completely enough for me to live in. What do I need such a large piece of land for? Just to enjoy the scenery?"
"Professor, you are so different from the doctor." Helen pouted and said, "If I were a doctor, I would definitely buy the lake and the land immediately."
"No, don't expect me to be tempted." Schiller shook his head and said, "It's no use trying to provoke me. I won't buy it."
Helen seemed a little disappointed, but they did not give up. They seemed to be planning to raise money to buy the land. However, after hearing what Gordon said about the price of houses in this area, they all felt a little desperate.
Helen was right. If it were Dr. Schiller, he would definitely buy the land, but the problem was that he was probably the only one who could afford it.
Gotham's urban positioning is equivalent to New York. Needless to say, everyone knows how high the land prices in New York are. Moreover, the green spaces in this kind of community are generally public green spaces purchased by developers. In order to guarantee the land prices in the community, you can't just buy them.
Just when Schiller and Gordon had almost cooled down and were about to go back, they suddenly saw a few people hanging around outside the woods. The leader was wearing a plaid shirt and had a beer belly, looking like a typical old white man.
Gordon and Schiller walked up to him. The other party looked at them warily. Gordon didn't waste time talking to him and said, "You are not residents here, what are you doing here?"
His tone was too obvious, and the other party almost immediately said impatiently: "I'm not one of those niggers, why do you care about me? Get away, blue dog."
Gordon was not angry. He stood there with his hands on his hips and looked down the hill. "The woods over there are nice, and there are a lot of fish in the lake. Are you here to fish?"
"Ha, such a nice lake is only for fishing?" The white old man crossed his arms and said, "The temperature here is the lowest within more than 100 kilometers. I will turn this place into a perfect summer resort for high-end consumption. Haha, Pete, take the measuring equipment and let's go!"
After saying that, he ignored Gordon and the other man and walked down the slope. His assistant was carrying a toolbox, and Schiller looked at their backs.
"You don't like people disturbing your life, professor." Gordon said suddenly, "But you know that throwing corpses in this season will cause heatstroke, right?"
"Yes, I know." Schiller nodded.