Chapter 1006 Who Can Break Through Schiller's Defenses (Part 1)

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Marvel Schiller's arm fell off, and he sighed as if his soul had left his body.

DC Schiller approached him, squatting down in front of him, and said with a smile, "Don't think I don't know that you've been waiting for me to step in when your fusion isn't going well, then pile a bunch of work on me to retaliate for my previous retaliation against you..."

"I hope you remember, it was you who broke my umbrella, and you must pay for it."

DC Schiller stood up again, lowered his eyes, and looked through the cracks in his eyes at Schiller on the ground, saying, "And you guys, do you really think that the little bat I mentioned, who can't even write a thesis, is really just a little bat? I was just being polite, and some idiots took it seriously..."

DC Schiller took two steps forward, reaching out for the high tower fence that was usually upright but now turned into bars. He exerted force with both arms, struggled a bit to climb up, then stood on the edge of the fence, took a breath, and then stood straight, overlooking everyone, spreading his arms and saying:

"I know many of you want to replace me, rise to consciousness, I am a very tolerant person, and I understand what fairness is. Now, as long as you can defeat me, naturally you can get this opportunity, come on, I think we can..."

Just as DC Schiller said this, there were suddenly two loud noises from outside the high tower, followed by a girl's scream. Zatanna's voice, with its strong penetrative power, came from outside the high tower:

"No! My Portal! Clark! Come back quickly! You can't explode again, Oliver! Oliver! Stop him!!!"

"Oh my god, he's charging towards that bat! Wait, wait! Don't hit him! Stop! That's Batman, don't you recognize his eyes?!"

"Wait! Batman, this is Clark! Stop fighting!!"

Then, there were several consecutive loud bangs, directly shaking the weakened DC Schiller off the railing, falling to the ground. A roar came from outside the high tower: "Batman! Where is Professor Schiller?! Hand him over! You damn monster!"

"Why do you want to approach that high tower?! You must be planning to attack other Professor Schillers! Stop! I won't let you succeed!"

"Wait, Clark, calm down, Batman is rational, he can't possibly..."

"Oh my god! My Portal exploded! Stop fighting! Stop fighting!!!"

A rumble of shaking came, and just as DC Schiller got up from the ground, he turned his head to look out the window, unsurprisingly, Superman and Batman were fighting.

Even more unsurprisingly, Zatanna and Oliver's attempts to intervene were ineffective, and the two were fiercely fighting.

Clark couldn't control his emotions, which wasn't surprising at all. In fact, during this time, he had been immersed in a restless atmosphere.

Earlier, he had gone to Mexico to help Oliver, thinking he was going to save the people there, but he later found out things weren't that simple.

Clark had infinite strength, eyes that could emit heat rays, the ability to perceive everything around him, and the power to make things happen. He was almost invincible, but he found himself powerless on the road to saving the people of Mexico.

Superman understood what frustration meant for the first time when he saw the living conditions of local farmers.

At that time, relying on his unbeatable strength, he intercepted a truck full of drug ingredients, stopped their dirty dealings, and beat up the driver and the owner who followed, making them flee in embarrassment and beg for mercy.

Then, a girl in her early teens jumped out of the truck, blocking Clark. Clark thought she was a victim of trafficking and wanted to take her home, but to his surprise, the girl was the daughter of the owner, and they were a family of farmers at a nearby plantation.

Clark sternly lectured the girl, telling her that drug trafficking was wrong and that planting drug ingredients would harm many people. But the girl asked Clark only one question—if Clark burned all the goods on the truck, what would she and her father eat today?

Clark was very puzzled. He told the girl they could plant other plants, such as the wheat and barley grown in his home, or some fruit trees, which would also yield good harvests.

Clark was also a farmer, or rather, he was a child of a U.S. farm family. He was familiar with all kinds of farming activities, and he knew that these drug plants were actually very delicate and required much higher planting conditions than some edible or industrial plants.

If it was for making money, wouldn't it be better to plant food and fruits, which would make money and be easier?

The girl didn't ask a second question. She just looked at Clark with a look that puzzled him, took two steps back, and went to find her father.

In the end, Clark couldn't use his heat vision to burn the goods on the truck because the girl was sitting in the truck, staring blankly at Clark with a numb gaze. Clark didn't know what to do.

After leaving, Clark felt uncomfortable all day. He really couldn't understand why children, who knew nothing, would assist in wrongdoing, if adults did it for money and interest.

When Clark returned to Oliver's place, he raised his concerns, but Oliver just glanced at him and suggested he finish university first, without addressing any of his questions.

Clark was puzzled. He went back to school, but they didn't teach these things there. He searched the library for books on Mexican history, but they only talked about wild stories from the region and the customs of the Caribbean Sea, without mentioning drugs.

So, during the next break, Clark almost eagerly canceled all his extracurricular activities and hurried to Mexico. By then, the underground activities organized by Oliver had started to gain momentum.

What shocked Clark was that the father and daughter he intercepted before were also involved. During Oliver's organization's preaching event, Clark sat below and heard for the first time how locals viewed the drug ingredient production industry.

It was simple—whatever others bought, they would grow. If people didn't buy what they grew, they would starve to death. It was that straightforward.

So, Clark aimed at the people buying these sinister ingredients. However, he encountered a new obstacle—killing the buyers only led to the farmers still starving.

Clark investigated who was consuming these things and found that most of it flowed into the U.S., consumed mostly by ordinary people in chaotic neighborhoods.

Clark confronted a few of them, asking why they did it and if they knew the disaster it brought to the people of Mexico. They just told him to buzz off.

Clark felt like a mental patient, inexplicably appearing in others' ordinary daily lives, finding it all absurd and unreal. But his common sense told him it was wrong, completely wrong. Yet everyone around him treated it as normal.

This plunged Clark into a state of extreme anxiety, and at that moment, a beacon lit up in his life—Schiller's letter.

Oliver didn't dwell too much on Clark's existence or achievements, as most of Oliver's achievements relied on him and the willing resistance of the lower class. So, Schiller's advice was mostly directed towards him and those lower-class people.

Although Schiller didn't directly answer Clark's questions, from some of the measures he took, Clark gradually found the answers.

Mexico's drug production industry was already very sophisticated. From source to downstream, from production to consumption, cutting any link alone couldn't deal with the root problem.

Schiller's advice to Oliver leaned more towards improving people's livelihoods. At present, the time for large-scale revolution had not yet arrived. So, the best way to unite the people was to improve their lives, broaden their horizons, and make them voluntary, self-reliant, and self-improving.

So, Oliver started from the grassroots, not initially rallying against drugs or starting a revolution, but uniting farmers to resist the buyers' price pressures, regaining the power to set standards, then teaming up with major drug lords in Guadalajara to reorganize the local industry chain and establish an overall advantage from production to sales, radiating throughout the state of Jalisco.

At first, Clark couldn't understand these measures. He felt that even if the farmers were in difficulty, the means to help them couldn't be aiding and abetting wrongdoing. But later, he realized things were much more complicated than he had imagined.

With each move by Oliver, each joint action of local farmers and drug lords, Clark saw an ancient, tragic, and heavy country, with poppies blooming on blood and sin, and a complex and extremely sinful root buried deep in the soil.

Clark witnessed everything with Oliver and his thinking kept pace with the revolutionary activities they conducted. Therefore, when faced with difficulties, he was also puzzled, and Schiller's letters became the best guiding light.

The methods Schiller proposed to deal with certain problems always shocked Clark but also made him suddenly enlightened. At the same time, some of the reasons he mentioned made Clark deeply enlightened and grown.

Over a month ago, Oliver found Clark and told him that Schiller had gone missing. Clark felt a pang in his heart.

When he heard that Oliver was going to find this professor, Clark felt excited. He hadn't seen Schiller for a long time and had accumulated a pile of questions to ask this knowledgeable and talented professor. He believed it would be a pleasant conversation.

But unexpectedly, when they arrived in Gotham University with Oliver, they received news that Schiller had been missing for a long time.

Later, they went to Rodriguez Manor but didn't find Schiller there. With Victor's guidance, they went to Wayne Manor.

There, they met Zatanna. After a period of recuperation, Zatanna planned to reopen the portal to go to hell to find Batman and Schiller.

Both sides aimed for Schiller. So, they agreed readily. Superman helped Zatanna gather materials, Zatanna opened the portal, and the three of them went to hell together.

Initially, Oliver's speculation had already startled Clark. If Schiller had really been captured by the CIA and tortured for information, he must have suffered a lot of pain. Just thinking about it made Clark's heart tighten.

But unexpectedly, upon entering hell, the first scene they saw stunned him—Schiller had actually been captured by a terrifying bat monster. Of course, Clark wanted to rescue the professor. He had an obligation to do so.

Although the first time he exploded because he couldn't control his power, Clark's soul power was almost infinite. He took advantage of the portal still being open and rushed in again, this time bringing his maximum controllable power, intending to fight the bat monster to the death.

But as soon as they started fighting, Clark became even angrier. It could be said that this time his anger surpassed any other in his life because he discovered that the monster opposite him was Batman.

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