Days as a Spiritual Mentor in American Comics-Chapter 4592 - 3673: New Christmas Atmosphere (10)

It's another cold morning. Shiller just lit the fireplace when a groggy Billy walked down the stairs.

"Good morning, Professor, has the milk arrived?"

"Not yet, it's only seven o'clock, it will take a while." Shiller turned the firewood with a stove hook, and seeing the sparks rise in the fireplace, he stood up and walked to the other side to plug in the cleaning robot to let it sweep the house on its own.

During the war, to liberate labor on the largest scale possible, Brainiac tried every method to simplify the process of maintaining human survival, including the large-scale promotion of domestic robots.

In fact, it wasn't something that Brainiac invented or produced. Before he came, Victor and the others had already created samples. The assembly line was set up, and a batch was produced. Brainiac optimized the assembly line and, up to now, many people in the big cities around the world are using them.

Shiller was one of the first to experience it. Since it was impossible to hire cleaners during the war and he didn't have the time to clean himself, he applied for one from Brainiac. The experience was actually quite good.

This cleaning robot doesn't just sweep the floor. It's not the kind that sticks to the ground like a disc; it's a real robot, about half a person's height. There's a brush head for cleaning at the bottom, and a mechanical arm can extend from the top. Under Brainiac's control, it can clean every corner of the house.

The only problem is it can only be charged, and there is some noise when it works. But as long as you turn it on in the morning on a weekday, it's clean when you come home at night.

The second-generation robots are now also in development, rumored to have features for organizing items and cooking. Shiller decided to buy one and try it as soon as it launches. Although the dishes provided by the restaurant supply are okay, eating the same thing gets boring. It's better to personalize the taste.

With a ding-dong, the doorbell rang. Shiller wrapped his scarf and went out to get the milk from the milkman. Shortly after, the breakfast delivery arrived, and he also picked up breakfast and the newspaper. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

Shiller felt the milk bottle and found it still warm. He poured some into a cup and handed it to Billy, then opened the breakfast bag and took out breakfast for the two of them.

After setting up, Shiller sat down and began eating breakfast while reading the newspaper. The front page headline was "Gotham University Football Team Wins Big at Home!"

Shiller recalled yesterday's football game. Although it had just snowed, the stadium used the best snow removal agent and equipment, so the game wasn't affected. The football players performed well, and overall it was very exciting. In addition to the local Gotham media, many professional sports media also reported on the game. The Gotham University football team was in the limelight.

The match was highly anticipated because there were hardly any sports events during the war. Even after the war ended, many people weren't sure of Brainiac's attitude and didn't easily change the current situation. Gotham University can be said to be the first to take the plunge. Many onlookers wanted to observe Brainiac's stance on human entertainment activities through this game.

Brainiac's stance was no stance. He understood that humans needed recreational activities to relieve stress, but that was it. He couldn't understand that entertainment activities were a mechanism for human spiritual enjoyment, so he couldn't create any new activities. As for the existing ones, they didn't mean much to him. As long as they didn't harm human health or social safety, he wouldn't interfere.

After finishing breakfast and reading the newspaper, Shiller began helping Billy pack up his things, putting the homework and craft assignment he did yesterday into his backpack, and he also packed two extra-curricular books for him. He bundled Billy tightly in thick winter clothes, layer after layer, then sent him to the school bus.

Shiller had no classes this morning, but the price was three consecutive lessons in the afternoon. He left the cleaning robot to work in the house and went to tidy up the backyard.

It's winter now, and the homemade greenhouse in the backyard isn't that effective for keeping warm, so you can't grow vegetables in winter. Therefore, he just swept the snow in the yard and cleaned up branches that had broken from the snow.

After sweeping for a while, Shiller glanced at his watch and noticed the appointment time was approaching. He put the cleaning tools back in the tool room, returned to stop the cleaning robot, tidied up the living room, and went to the door to wait.

"Hey! Professor!" an enthusiastic voice called out on time.

Shiller opened the door and gave Selina a hug. Selina was wearing a gray trench coat, with a scarf tightly wrapped around her neck and half her face, and she wore a pair of leather gloves.

"I brought you a pair of wool socks, you can hang them in front of the bed. They're big enough for Santa to fill with lots of gifts." Selina said with a smile, showing what she had in her hand to Shiller.

"You're so thoughtful, ma'am." Shiller smiled and took the socks, then helped Selina take off her coat and hung it on the coat rack by the door. While she changed her shoes, he poured her a cup of hot coffee.

Once Selina took off her coat, she was wearing a wool sweater that was clearly of good quality, making her slightly hot and a bit sweaty. She took a sip of the steaming coffee, exhaled a long breath, with a rosy and radiant complexion.

"It seems social parenting has its advantages." Shiller led Selina to sit on the sofa, laughing, "Without kids, you stay young."

"That's true enough," Selina said, "It's been freezing lately, and to prevent the kids from catching a cold, the younger grades have turned into boarding school. That little rascal called me yesterday saying he missed me, but by today, he's probably gone wild with play."

"Aisha didn't come back last night?"

"Yes. It got colder after school, it was really freezing. So, Brainiac just let them stay at school."

"Weren't the kids causing a fuss?"

"Getting away from parents for a day or two, they were absolutely thrilled. Maybe a few missed home, but can't they call?" Selina fanned her cheek with her hand. Shiller stood up and sprinkled some salt into the fireplace to make the flames smaller.

"How have you been feeling lately? Any more symptoms of anxiety?" Shiller asked.

"No. I've been super happy lately!" Selina widened her eyes, her gaze sparkling, she said, "Bruce might be proposing to me!"

"Oh? He finally remembered?"

"That fool's been circling me for half a month, even writing what he wants to do all over his face. Is he even expecting me to reply him directly? How ridiculous!" Selina rolled her eyes slightly.

"Oh, my goodness." She sighed again, "I'm starting to sound more and more like those rich ladies. It's truly maddening!"

"Is he planning to propose at Christmas? At the estate?" Shiller poured himself a cup of coffee.

"I can't be sure, but I think he might want to do it at the theater." Selina tapped her chin lightly with her finger, "Recently, he's been running to the theater a lot, and he's particularly fond of poking his head around backstage..."

"That could be a good choice." Shiller nodded, "I haven't heard of any new plays lately. Which play does he plan to propose in? It wouldn't be 'Anna Karenina', would it?"

"I'd shoot her!"

"That's not something a rich lady would say, madam."

Selina burst into laughter. She said, "Speaking of those ladies, I just can't help laughing. You have no idea how unlucky they are! Hahahahahaha!"

Shiller could tell Selina was genuinely happy, even reaching an exhilarated state. So he asked, "What's up?"

"Their husbands have all turned into paupers! Hahahahahaha!" Selina laughed so hard she nearly choked herself, saying, "When we used to pick up the kids together, they always bragged about how great their husbands were, just that they were never seen. When I asked, they always said their husbands were busy at work."

"Guess what, when they couldn't be big bosses anymore and had free time, they remembered to be good fathers and all came running to pick up the kids. That day I looked, nine out of ten of them looked like the egg from Toy Story! Hahahahahaha!"

Selina laughed so loudly that Shiller was rather helpless, so he had to wait for her to finish. Just as he was about to say something, Selina continued: "What's more, they really aren't very capable. After the reform, some went to farms, some became delivery workers. As for their wives, let's not even mention them, the better ones could become typists, some stayed at home so long their brains got rusty and couldn't even spell words right, so they had to scrub dishes in restaurant kitchens."

"Although Bruce doesn't have money anymore, at least he's handsome!" Selina patted the sofa, saying, "If he becomes a delivery worker, I might just wake up half an hour early to wait at the door for him!"

Speaking of this, Selina was even more excited, "It serves them right for previously hinting that I'm a gold digger, saying I climbed up relying on the kids. As soon as their men showed up, I know some might not even have climbed up yet!"

"What happened?" Shiller asked somewhat curiously.

Talking about this, Selina perked up again, speaking rapidly: "There was someone who constantly went against me, Madam Bole—we're about the same age—she said she and her husband have known each other since childhood, and that they had a great relationship. Well, that day her husband showed up, and he's at least 60! She has 11 siblings! My goodness! I can't even imagine how chaotic her home must be!"

"That day Mr. Bo Lei brought his third son, the boy already in middle school, seeing Madam Bole, shouted insults, saying she's a shameless mistress, and that his dad would never give him a status. That's when we found out they still weren't married! But they made quite a spectacle for us!"

Shiller felt that the word "radiant" was no longer sufficient to describe Selina now. She was positively glowing, her eyes glistening with excitement.

Seems like Brainiac isn't just good at raising alligators, he's also quite adept at keeping cats.