In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 487: Get rich little expert (Part 1)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

In the manor, the afternoon sun shines on the carpet through the window, the fine fluff on the carpet is clearly visible, the leather shoes step on the edge of the carpet, and Merkel, who is wearing a shirt, leans forward and crosses the table, from The globe was removed from the shelf.

The globe has not been used for a long time, and a layer of floating dust has fallen on the surface. Merkel took out a rag and gently wiped the surface of the globe. At this moment, he heard footsteps behind him. walked in.

"Good afternoon, sir... oh, what's that?" Merkel greeted normally at first, and then he looked at the thing in Schiller's hand with some doubts.

"Victor and I went to an antique store in the West End yesterday and found something interesting." Schiller shook the thing in his hand, making a crackling sound.

It was a wooden frame with many small wooden beads. When Schiller picked it up and shook it, Merkel saw the whole picture of the thing. He said: "This is... an abacus? Interested?"

"Abacus, an ancient calculation tool, I love it more than a calculator. It also makes a sound. The sound of the abacus beads colliding is much more pleasant than the electronic synthesis sound of a calculator."

As Schiller said, he sat behind the table with an abacus in his hand. He squinted his eyes and looked at the wall clock on the wall. Merkel took a step to the side and stepped aside slightly to ensure that he would not block Schiller's sight .

But Schiller just glanced at the watch casually, and then began to lower his head and fiddle with the wooden abacus.

It can be seen that this abacus should be an antique, but fortunately, the wood with pulp will make it feel smoother. Schiller supported his head with one hand, and kept flipping the abacus beads with the other.

Merkel watched for a while, and found that Schiller was not randomly moving the abacus beads. He seemed to be using the abacus to calculate these things. Not only did his hands keep moving, but he also muttered words.

Merkel found that his employer was getting weirder and weirder, and the changes in his work, rest and living habits were fine. Before, he loved this globe like a treasure, but someday, the globe was thrown away. On the other hand, on the contrary, the cane, which has not been very popular before, has been used frequently, and the paint on the top has been worn off.

Today, I don't know where I got an abacus, and it seems that I really learned abacus, and I plan to use this rather ancient calculation method to calculate something.

"Sir, if the thing you want to calculate is more important, I can help you get the calculator. I am not questioning your abacus calculation ability, but the numbers and accounts are full of mistakes. Part of the content may consume you for a long time..."

"It's okay, it's nothing important." Schiller crackled the beads of the abacus, and said, "I just practice abacus calculation first, so as to cope with the peak of accounting that may come next..."

"Peak settlement?" Merkel was a little puzzled again, but at this time, Schiller looked up at his watch again. Just as he made this action, Merkel heard the doorbell downstairs. up.

Merkel was a little surprised, then walked quickly to the door, glanced downstairs, and said, "I remember, there should be no appointment today?"

"Indeed, because the people who come here don't know how to make an appointment."

Merkel went back and put down the globe in his hand. When he came downstairs, he found a figure lazily leaning against the door. He didn't even need to get close. He knew that there would be no one else except Constantine.

"Morning, Merkel, is Schiller here?" Konstantin didn't regard himself as an outsider at all, and walked in with his legs raised, but the butler Merkel could only follow behind him.

"Mr. Constantine, you have to call to make an appointment first, so that I can know whether Mr. Schiller is available today. If you don't make an appointment, Mr. Schiller happens to be busy. Isn't it a waste of time?"

"Come on!" Constantine waved his hand and said, "What can he do? Eat, sleep, wipe his broken umbrella, only work 4 hours a day, and shut himself in the study for the remaining 20 hours." Study conspiracy here..."

"You'd better not say that." Merkel chased after Constantine, but Constantine really took a step, walking fast, he crossed the courtyard and stepped on the stairs, "噗噗咙"After a few steps, I came to the study where Schiller was.

Schiller was still sitting behind the desk and fiddling with the abacus. When Constantine walked in, he didn't even lift his eyelids, but pointed to the opposite chair.

Konstantin flicked the hem of the windbreaker and sat across from the chair. Schiller gave Merkel a look. Merkel first closed the curtains, then walked to the door and closed it, and then stood in front of the table.

Konstantin looked up at him and said, "Next, we're going to have some private talks..."

Merkel made a "please" gesture, then stood still, Konstantin stared at him, clicked his lips, and then said: "My conversation with your boss may involve some confidentiality, Don't you think you should..."

"Sir, you are an Englishman, you should know that the butler does not exist in this manor at all times."

Konstantin sighed helplessly, and then looked at Schiller, but Schiller didn't care at all, and was still looking down at the abacus. When Constantine looked at Merkel, he only saw the Merkel standard British smirk.

"Okay, next, let's talk about my compensation." Konstantin tapped his finger on the table and said.

Schiller finally stopped fiddling with the abacus. He lowered his head, opened the drawer of the desk, took out a document from it, handed it to Constantine and said, "This is the account details. Take a look, what's there?" Question?"

Konstantin took the document, and when he saw the first page, he was stunned. He pointed to a line of words on it and said, "The reimbursement unit... Green Lantern Corps? What does this mean?"

"Literally." Schiller replied without raising his head.

"You mean, the one who pays my salary is actually the Green Lantern Corps?"

"No, I am the one who pays your salary, but I have to go to the Green Lantern Corps for reimbursement. Don't forget, I am one of the Green Lanterns. Any strategic actions I take should be paid by the Green Lantern Corps headquarters. .”

Konstantin opened his mouth wide, and he said, "You mean, you asked me to hold back the first batch of Green Lanterns, drive them to the central turntable when the second batch of Green Lanterns arrived, Sneak attack on that lieutenant Carol, these things are all your strategic plans, and then you plan to ask the Green Lantern Corps headquarters to reimburse you for the expenses incurred by this plan?"

"That's right, before I implemented this plan, I was already a member of the Green Lantern Corps. Is there any problem with all the expenses of the security activities in the district?"

"You..." Konstantin didn't know what to say. After thinking for a long time, even the muscles on his face were working hard to help him think. At the end of the thought, he uttered a question:

"Do you feel that you are a bit wicked?"

"Continue to look down." Schiller was still thinking about it to himself.

Constantine withdrew his thousands of thoughts, then lowered his head again, looked at the bill, and muttered to himself while looking at it: "Attendance fee...travel fee...time fee...are all based on the green light ring Is energy counted? It doesn’t look like a problem, the energy of 20 green light rings for the attendance fee? Acceptable..."

"Wait!" Constantine exclaimed suddenly.

"Magic equipment wasted 380,000 pieces??? One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand... 380,000?!"

Konstantin stretched out his hand and started counting his fingers, then he looked up at Schiller and said, "You just wrote it, didn't you?"

Schiller also looked up at him, looking straight into his eyes, Constantine suddenly hesitated again, and asked: "...Is it?"

Schiller looked at him silently, Konstantin closed his eyes, then rubbed his eyebrows, put down the bill, then looked at Schiller and said, "I thought you would have a basic understanding of magic. understanding."

"The entire earth... Oh, no, according to them, in this sector where the entire earth is located, there may not be more than 38 items that can be called magic tools."

"I said long ago that magic has a price, and there is a huge price. You can never hire a devil to help you build artifacts for free. Even the most common enchanted weapons may have to sell you soul..."

"Even for those mages who have their own mage towers in the crack space, it is very remarkable to have a real magic utensil, and a wandering mage like me doesn't have any at all."

Schiller still stared at him without saying a word. After a long time, Constantine finally lost. He said, "Well, there are one or two things, but I hid them."

Schiller continued to stare at him, and Constantine sighed helplessly and said, "5 pieces, really only 5 pieces, including pots and pans for making magic paint..."

Schiller raised his eyebrows, and Constantine looked at him. Finally, Constantine raised his hands and said, "Okay! Okay! There are probably more than 600 pieces in my hiding place..."

"However, you have to understand that my situation is quite special. I am good at making friends. Whether in heaven or hell, I have many good friends. When they heard that I moved to a new house, they were all willing to help, and some of them also followed me. Do business, just like you, so I can get paid..."

"However, the vast majority of magicians in this world ~IndoMTL.com~ don't even have a handy weapon, no matter what, the number of 380,000 is too exaggerated!"

"Who are you?" Schiller asked the question suddenly.

"Who am I? I am Constantine, who else can I be?"

"No, I mean your name."

"Well, I have a name called Hell Detective, but I told you before, I am not a Detective, and the focus of Hell Detective is hell."

"How is your reputation?"

Konstantin showed an expression of "you are asking knowingly", and Schiller said, "Yes, it's so bad."

"A newly promoted Green Lantern named Schiller Rodriguez faced the difficulty of **** in Gotham City at the beginning, but he had justice in his heart and made a series of plans to save this place."

"At the beginning of this project, he emptied about half of the energy of the total lamp furnace, but he found that the energy was still not enough to turn the tide, so he could only write a blank check first and hired many capable celebrities People with lofty ideals, including you, Constantine."

"And because of your bad reputation, it's normal for you to talk like a lion, right?"

"But how could they agree to such obvious extortion?"

"But if they don't agree, don't you have a reason to grab it? Anyway, you are a bad person."

"I..." Constantine choked, and he said: "I admit that I am a rotten person, but I am not that rotten. Many times, I still have a spirit of contract. You are corrupting me. industry reputation, you..."

"I'll give you an extra 10% when things are done."

"Two percent!"

"Close."