On a dim afternoon, Gotham's weak sunlight filtered into the office through gaps in the curtains. Schiller was reclining in his office chair, taking a nap. Victor, at the desk beside him, was reading a paper, though he too was dozing with one hand supporting his head. Anna from the Mathematics Department had already fallen asleep face-down on her desk.
The faculty workload at Gotham University was quite leisurely. Nearly all the professors had the habit of taking an afternoon nap, and several teachers in the neighboring office had even bought recliners. After gradually adapting to this slow-paced life, Schiller had also begun taking a nap after lunch.
Just as he frowned and prepared to turn over, a piercing scream suddenly rang across the entire sky above Gotham, like a kettle boiling over. Victor was jolted awake. Schiller opened his eyes in confusion, exchanged a glance with Victor, covered his eyes, and asked, "...What is she yelling?... Dad?"
Schiller instantly woke up. He paused in his chair, then pushed himself up using the armrests, walked to the window, brushed his hair back, and looked in the direction of Wayne Manor. He told Victor, "Help me take leave. I need to head out for something."
"Did you forget? We don't have a principal right now, not even an acting principal, so there's no need to ask for leave at all." Victor stretched and said, "Go ahead. Your afternoon class can become my chemistry class anyway. I still have two experiments to finish."
Schiller left Gotham University. He had originally intended to fly directly to Wayne Manor in Gray Mist form, but the gray ring on his hand suddenly grew warm. Following the ring's guidance, Schiller arrived above Earth in the form of Gray Mist and discovered a bright yellow lantern battery