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Chapter-48 | Evil will be punished...

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The weather in New York is getting colder. The morning mist clings to the glass of the windows, leaving a layer of hazy whiteness. This layer halos the street lamps that have just been turned on into a circle of dim yellow light.

Schiller was sitting at the desk in Stark's laboratory with a cup of coffee. Stark came over with a large pile of data and said, "You have to remodel joint 5 and do it with joint 13." A control group experiment, and the data of No. 7's arm armor is also problematic. I will readjust it later..."

Schiller said, "Can't you take a break? Are you not tired?"

While sorting out the data on the table, Stark said, "You have asked me this question at least 20 times in one night. You started asking me at 7 o'clock last night and continued until 7 o'clock this morning."

"That's because you have been dragging me to do experiments since 7 o'clock last night, and I don't even have time to drink a cup of coffee."

"Then what are you doing now? It's been 3 minutes. Have you finished your drink? We still have two groups of experiments to do, and we have to finish them before 8 o'clock today."

Schiller fell headlong onto the table.

Holding two documents, Peter came out from behind the glass door of the laboratory. He said: "Mr. Stark, there seems to be something wrong with the external support of the No. 5 leg bone. In the third data that Jarvis just gave me, the skeletal support structure seems to have a tendency to be unstable. In addition, the bracket is also at risk of shattering. Although Jarvis suggested that we change the material, if the keel is too rigid, flexibility will be at risk..."

Stark took the information from Peter. He looked at it and said, "It's not a big problem."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to Peter on the blueprint. "We'll add a cushioning system to this joint later, and then move it down two centimeters..."

Peter touched his chin with his hand and thought. Stark stepped forward and pulled Schiller up. He said: "Usually it only takes 3 seconds for you to drink a cup of espresso, but now you have been drinking for almost 5 minutes. Get up and work quickly."

"My magic ability needs to be restored..."

"I remember who said that that was a low-end operation?"

Schiller covered his eyes, and he said, "Can you get a complete set of mecha, and then I will cast a spell on it, and then you can use it directly? Why do you have to disassemble it into parts?"

Stark said rather speechlessly: "Why do I sometimes think you understand these things very well, but sometimes I think you are a mechanical idiot?"

He spread the design drawing on the table and pointed to the pattern on it and said: "See? When you help me solve the problem of shrinking and enlarging the Mark 4 with magic, I can focus on the design. In terms of performance and functionality, but once I improve the performance and functionality of a certain part, I have to retest whether it can be scaled down and expanded, or whether the expanded functionality is the same as I expected."

"So I have to conduct a lot of modular experiments to test whether a certain function will achieve its effect as I expected when it is shrunk and expanded separately."

"So is there any part that didn't achieve your effect?" Schiller asked.

"What if it's next?" Stark said.

Schiller fell face-first on the table again in front of this group of damned rigorous students.

Peter said: "I agree with what Mr. Stark said. The manufacture of this kind of mecha is not a joke. Once you fly to an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, and a certain part fails, it will be too dangerous. "

"More than that." Stark said while sorting out the design drawings: "The effect of low power operation is different from that of high power or even overclocking, which is performed."

Then Stark grabbed Schiller's arm and pulled him to the edge of the laboratory table. Peter handed over a part.

Schiller disassembled and reassembled it, and then Stark took it to test. Peter handed over a part, and Schiller disassembled and reassembled them, and then took it to test.

Peter and Stark were experimenting, but Schiller felt like he was screwing a light bulb on an assembly line.

The symbiont kept repeating in his mind: "The heads of both of them are so delicious, really delicious, I really want to eat them. Can I try one of them? Just eat one, and then the other next time. I want to eat that blue-eyed one first..."

Schiller found that the symbiont seemed to be able to detect people's brain waves. When a person's brain started to run rapidly, he would detect a pheromone released in their brain. It smells good.

Unfortunately, for super geniuses like Peter and Stark, their brains are like a piece of walking, invincible fried chicken to the symbiont, and they simply cannot refuse.

Somehow, the symbiote also learned to play the sound of swallowing saliva repeatedly in Schiller's mind, which made him hungry.

Schiller finished twisting the last light bulb he was handed over, and said, "Let's go get something to eat. Aren't you hungry?"

Stark threw him two compressed biscuits and said, "Thanks to the new S.H.I.E.L.D. gadget, I can now work continuously for 40 hours."

Schiller took a deep breath and said, "Then aren't you sleepy? And you, Peter, you haven't slept for almost two days, right?"

"The reason I brought this kid here is that he is much more energetic than the others."

Peter also shrugged and said: "Since I gained the ability, I only need to sleep for a short time to maintain my energy. I just slept in the lounge for 15 minutes, and I feel pretty good now."

"It's better to say, you are a mage, why do you feel sleepy? Don't you have any refreshing magic?"

Schiller actually doesn't feel physically sleepy. With the symbiote, he can stop eating, drinking, and sleeping. However, anyone who screws on the light bulb for more than 20 hours here will also feel mentally sleepy.

Schiller didn't understand the design of their armor at all. However, whenever Stark came out from behind the glass door and excitedly showed his brand-new ideas, Schiller would play cheerleader to applaud him. If he didn't do so, Stark would then dash through the glass door, and come out with a new idea after a series of tinkling explosions.

Stark said: "How can you be so indifferent to such a great cause? This is a milestone in the history of human science! Maybe it is also magical! For the first time, we have combined the products of human technology with a new magical power. Together, don't you expect what they will produce?"

"I'm more concerned about another issue." Schiller said, "Are you going to call this series of armor Mark? I think it should have a new name."

"New name? What do you think of the S series? Your first name and the initials of my last name."

"Peter will be disappointed. He also participated in the making."

Stark scratched his head. Peter said: "I don't care about that, but compared to the name, I think the redesigned armor should have a cooler appearance, completely different from the Mark series."

"I think you can design it in blue." Schiller said, "It matches magic well, and it can also be distinguished from your Mark series."

"So let's be quick, as soon as we get all the parts tested, we can start assembling it, and then soon we'll be able to paint him a nice color, and I think blue and silver would look really cool."

"Also." Stark looked at Schiller and said, "I think this mecha should have a bit of magic attack capability."

"But I'm sorry, the magic I learned doesn't have any offensive capabilities," Schiller said.

"What about the weightlessness technique? I think it would be nice to be able to float objects."

"You can think about magnetism." Schiller betrayed Magneto without any psychological burden. He said, "Maybe magnetism is stronger than you think."

When Natasha came over, the three of them hadn't slept for more than 50 hours. Because of their superpowers, Schiller and Peter looked normal, but Stark had huge panda eyes. Natasha said: "We are almost going to send you a missing person notice. You disappeared for almost three days."

"But we have a very successful result!" Stark said.

Immediately, Natasha saw Stark take out a cigarette. The female agent smiled and said, "It seems that you are still confused. I haven't smoked since I joined S.H.I.E.L.D.."

"You only think about keeping in good health now, isn't it a bit late?" Schiller asked her.

"Health preservation? I'm not talking about health preservation! Which Russians have you seen regarding their health? The damn smoke alarm in S.H.I.E.L.D." Natasha.

"Hey, check this out here! What are you talking about? Look at me, look at my results!" Stark said.

He threw the cigarette up, and in an instant, a silver and dark blue mecha appeared.

The shape of this mech was indeed slightly different from that of the Mark series. The new mech looks thinner, smoother, and fits Stark's body better, and Stark will not emit any mechanical sounds during the activation process.

Schiller stood up and said, "Originally you were 10 centimeters shorter than me in the mecha, but now you are only 3 centimeters shorter."

"Is this the point?"

"Of course, because you don't wear a mecha and are one centimeter shorter than me."

"It's two centimeters shorter, sir." Peter said, "You have to subtract the shoes."

Stark took a deep breath, he jumped lightly, and the battle armor floated in the air. Stark said: "Thank you for giving me inspiration. I also think jet power is a bit weak. However, this magnetic levitation system is still a little immature, and I still need to improve it."

Schiller hurriedly asked Natasha: "Is there something Nick Fury wants from me? I can go over and issue him another invoice, no matter how big it is."

Natasha said: "Well, there is something wrong. It seems to have something to do with the group of ninjas that the captain and Peter dealt with before."

"So, you are here to find Peter, that Schiller..." Stark said.

"No, no, no, I have received a lot of money from S.H.I.E.L.D., and I think it is necessary to give them all a basic psychological and emotional test. You know, this is very helpful for some field agents, and it can prevent them from going crazy due to anxiety."

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