The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 3632 Christmas New Look (6)

Chapter 3632: Christmas New Look (VI)

Schiller and Billy got out of the car. Schiller took Billy's schoolbag off and said, "Wait for me here for a while. I'll take the schoolbag inside, and then we'll go to the community cafeteria for dinner."

Billy nodded and stood in the yard looking around. Schiller went into the house to put down his schoolbag, changed into a windbreaker, and led Billy to the cafeteria.

Now almost every community has a community canteen converted from an original restaurant, where breakfast, lunch and dinner are prepared. On weekdays, only breakfast and dinner are provided. You can eat by yourself or order meals.

Schiller goes to work early, so he usually chooses to have breakfast delivered to him and walk to eat dinner.

The reason he chose to eat dinner by himself was that the community cafeteria in their community was converted from a high-end lake view restaurant, and the environment was very good. The original chef was also employed in the same place, and although the dishes he made were the same, the chef would pay more attention to details than ordinary chefs, and even the sandwiches were better than those in the school cafeteria.

After entering the restaurant, Schiller found the seat that Brainiac had reserved for him according to the number. Because there were not many people in their community and they came early, the seat they got this time was right by the lake.

Schiller opened his phone and took a look at the menu. He found that this restaurant also allowed additional dishes, and the additional menu was different from the school restaurant menu. He saw a few familiar dishes on it, all of which were the specialties of the chef here. It seemed that the menu was changed according to the chef's ability.

The chefs at Gotham University were not very good. Their food was not bad, but it was just not bad. However, Schiller was not very picky in this regard and ate in the faculty cafeteria most of the time.

Lakeview Restaurant was a private restaurant after all, and the level of the chef hired was not the same. But Brainiac was not easy to deal with, and the prices on the menu were completely restored to the level of this restaurant. Schiller's favorite black truffle beef short ribs cost four times the price of the cod he ordered for lunch!

Schiller calculated that this dish was almost equivalent to his weekly salary points, and he was a professor after all, so his salary points were not low. It seemed that Brainiac was still quite opposed to extravagant consumption.

Despite this, Schiller chose to add extra dishes and also gave Billy a side of French fries, which he liked. This was much cheaper.

Speaking of Brainiac's salary system, Schiller actually thinks it is quite reasonable. Brainiac does not offer a fixed salary, and it does not mean that you get the same salary regardless of how much you work. Even clerical staff like Schiller are paid by piecework.

Schiller now has two days off a week and thirteen classes a week, which means that he has two to three classes a day on average. The salary is calculated based on the number of classes. If the class is changed this week, the salary for one class will be reduced.

The salary for a class is not fixed. It is calculated by multiplying the student's score by the basic salary for a class, and then adding the average of the results to get a comprehensive salary standard.

The calculations are very complicated, and Schiller did not work them out carefully, but the better the students' grades, the more results the graduate students, doctoral students and Schiller himself produce, and the more classes they teach, the more salary they will receive.

This is where the benefits of Brainiac's rule come into play. If the ruler were a human, and they were paying salaries in this way, they would have to hire a large number of administrative staff to do the calculations every day. But Brainiac doesn't need to do that. Calculations are his forte, and no one can find fault with him.

This is basically the case for other industries. For example, when Waylon moves to the East End, the time he spends driving, the number of times he moves items, the weight of the items he moves, and even the road conditions and temperature at the time are all converted into data and included in his salary. The salary he receives can be said to be very accurately in line with his labor intensity.

And Brainiac also does not encourage domestic labor, because of the implementation of socialized education, there is basically no situation where you have to become a housewife because you have to raise many children. Both men and women have to go to work.

Of course, there are some die-hards who refuse to work. Brainiac's solution for them is to build a human breeding farm and feed them with minimal supplies.

This minimum supply of materials does not mean providing them with food to fill them up, but only providing them with nutrients to prevent them from dying.

There is a huge difference. In fact, the human body only needs a few nutrients, and most of them can be supplemented through supplements. Brainiac provides them with nutrients through supplements, two supplements a day. The taste of the supplements is a bit like eating wet chalk.

Their living space has been converted into a survival space. Simply put, it gives you a space that is enough for you to survive. It is about the size of a single bed, and you eat, drink, defecate and urinate in this space.

It is entirely voluntary to enter this farm. As long as you have the conditions to work but don't want to work, you can come in. At the beginning, there were still many people who went in, even some protesters, but basically no one could stay in there for more than a week. Most of them ran out crying.

However, these are for those who have hands and feet but do not want to work, and just wait for others to pay taxes to support them. Some people who have lost their working conditions or do not meet the requirements of working can receive medical treatment and care for free. And some people who have partial working ability will also be arranged to relatively suitable positions.

In fact, Schiller was the one who did not meet the labor requirements because he was a mental patient. Brainiac once wanted to have him hospitalized for treatment, but unfortunately the doctors and nurses at Arkham Psychiatric Hospital said that if Schiller came, they would most likely not be able to meet the labor requirements, and there was really no way to cure him.

Although Schiller didn't want to teach, he didn't want to be hospitalized, so he asked Brainiac to give him a very in-depth psychological test, from the tower to the abyss.

Then Brainiac, a fairly logical and mostly rational artificial intelligence, had to admit that Schiller was crazy. Throwing him to any hospital would only waste resources that belonged to other patients and cause mental harm to the doctors and nurses in the hospital. It would be better not to go there.

But this did not mean that Schiller had labor conditions, so Brainiac also suggested that Schiller go home. Schiller did go home for two days, but in the end Brainiac let him come back because no one else could control the rebels under his command.

If he didn't let Schiller come back, more people would lose their working conditions and it would cause mental harm to the professors who took over later, so it would be better to let these mentally ill people hurt each other.

This brings us to the natural lunatics who have always existed in human society, that is, group members.

Brainiac is not currently able to perform genetic screening, and even if it could, congenital mental problems are not necessarily manifested in the genes.

Brainiac's approach is that once he finds a key defender, he will try to teach this group of people to act like a normal person. As long as your behavior is no different from that of a normal person, he will treat you as a normal person. But if you insist on going crazy, then go to jail.

Brainiac is not a human policeman. He is now the greatest detective in the world. It is impossible for any carbon-based creature to commit a crime under his nose without being caught. Even if it is a superpowered criminal, as long as he has been active in society, he will not escape Brainiac's eyes.

Unfortunately, our super criminal Scarecrow ran into the gun. In fact, he did play a certain role during the war. After all, his fear gas is effective against any creature with a brain.

But he was born antisocial. When he had a conflict with his neighbor, he wanted to poison the person, but he was caught by Brainiac.

The fear gas had no effect on Brainiac, so he sent out war robots to arrest Jonathan.

Fortunately, the poison he used was not lethal and would at most cause people to have nightmares for two days, so the sentence was relatively light. However, he was still thrown into prison and it is estimated that he will not be released before the New Year.

In contrast, Edward Nygma is a true mental patient. In fact, his condition had stabilized and he was discharged from the hospital, but Brainiac's standards were stricter. After a series of tests, he determined that Edward's mental condition was still not suitable for social life, so he was admitted to the hospital again.

Cobert visited him several times and found that Edward's mental condition was still relatively good. In fact, he was able to take care of himself. However, because his severe obsessive-compulsive disorder symptoms had not improved, it seemed that he might have to live here for at least another six months to a year.

Cobblepot's mother is bedridden. Years of mental illness have caused her organs to weaken severely, and modern medicine has been unable to save her. When Cobblepot asked, Brainiac said there was nothing he could do and that he could only focus on prolonging her life.

Fortunately, with the improvement of her mental state, Cobert's mother was able to communicate with him normally. There was still some time before she really left, enough for Cobert to accept the reality.

Schiller ate his steak slowly, watching the residents of the community taking their children to play in the snow on the lawn. On the other side of the street, every household hung up Christmas lights. After dark, the colorful lights were brilliant and brilliant, complementing the warm light coming through the windows.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't eaten this dish for a long time, but Schiller felt that today's ribs tasted especially good, and the fireplace in the restaurant was especially warm. Billy's southern ditty was brisk and pleasant. More likely, the moment of leisure after an extremely busy day of work seemed even more precious.

Just as Schiller was about to finish his meal, his cell phone rang. Pamela's slightly tired voice came from the other end: "Professor, I'm back. My house is too big, and Brainiac won't let me live alone. Can I stay at your place for one night?"

"No problem, I still have a guest room. But do you have a car now?"

"Yes, the Green Shuttle of All Things... I'm here."

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