Chapter 1977 U transcends major events (ninety-four)
Dinner was still a large portion of barbecue and beet soup cooked by Natasha and Steve. Before that, Steve hunted a deer in the woods, Matt caught fish, and Natasha found some good ones in the warehouse.
Potatoes, freshly picked berries and mushrooms, and butter left by the original owner of the hut were cooked into several large pots of steaming meals.
When entering and leaving the game, the body status will not be reset, so a few people have made up their minds to act cautiously and not to get injured casually. The results so far are pretty good, except for a small scratch left by Steve trying to save others.
Other than that, everyone else is in good physical condition.
However, high-calorie and rich-tasting food can make people feel more energetic, so as soon as the food is served, everyone can’t wait to eat it.
"Peter should at least come back and finish this meal." Stark took a bite of the pancake and said: "Even if he wants to go out to learn knowledge, there is no rush at this moment. Besides, does he expect that dark guy to give him the money?"
Will he provide warm shelter and good food? He will make the camp look like a prison."
"Stop complaining." Natasha placed the last dish on the table and sat down in her seat before sighing and saying, "You are just dissatisfied that your child left with another rich man."
"Don't make Peter sound like a money-minded person, he's not like that." Stark raised his voice and said, "He is a very affectionate and kind child. I'm just worried that Batman will abuse him."
"Besides, what's the need to learn those so-called criminal investigation skills?" Stark said vaguely while chewing the food in his mouth: "Can't I live well if I don't know these things?"
Then he rambled on: "I don't have anything against Nick, but he always seems to want to turn Spider-Man into an all-powerful agent. How old are they? Do people have to learn everything within thirty years old?"
? He hasn't even participated in a basketball game. What they should learn is how to enjoy life."
"Do you know how strong a sense of responsibility he has?" Steve said while cutting pancakes with a knife: "Your strong sense of responsibility for a certain cause will appear in every corner of your life like a ghost, following you like a shadow.
Escape, always urging you to complete it."
"Not everyone is born with so many things like you. If we want to fulfill our mission and ideals, we have to fight while we still have the energy. Peter knows what he wants, and of course we should support and help him
.”
"I didn't say I didn't support him, but you don't know who Batman is." Stark sighed softly and said, "I know I'm not qualified to sympathize with him, and he doesn't need anyone's sympathy, but when
When he lived in my head, I saw a small part of his past."
"He does have a big family." Stark shook his head slightly: "But it's not like the Avengers, who are united because of their ideals. They more or less share the same illness, and it's more like hugging each other for warmth."
"Others in the Bat-family rely on and trust Batman very much. Sometimes I also think that it would be great if Peter relied on me so much, but I think about it, if that is the case, I will definitely find a way to drive him out.
Just like Jarvis, they have to live their own lives."
"Letting Jarvis leave may be the best decision you have ever made in your life." Matt stood up and took a ladle of soup. Natasha held his bowl from underneath, and Matt nodded to her.
Thank you, and then continued: "I heard that he has recently been thinking of ways to get his future father-in-law. This will definitely be a big challenge in his life."
Stark laughed and said with some pride: "I knew he was a good boy, Wanda is a very good girl, and Eric will never have the chance to mock me for being an iron shell."
Natasha turned to look at Schiller who was engrossed in eating next to her. She could sense that Schiller was not in a good mood, so she took the initiative to say: "Doctor, aren't you going to give Jarvis some advice? Magneto is not like that.
Easy to deal with."
"Alas." Schiller sighed.
"Okay, doctor, don't sigh. You know this day will come sooner or later." Natasha brought him another piece of pancake and said: "This is the end of fried fish. If it doesn't work, just let your
The symbiote will give you a different image."
"They are denouncing me." Schiller said with a sigh: "It's all because of my actions that are too radical, which makes them have no fun."
"Them?" Stark said with some confusion.
Natasha gestured with her hands in the shape of a tower, and Stark suddenly realized that Schiller was referring to his other personalities, so Stark immediately changed the subject and said: "I can't blame you, just like Natasha
It’s true that sooner or later the day will come, and you can’t expect to remain anonymous forever.”
"It's better to say that your other personalities are so unique that others can remember you once they meet you. If you were the only one, people would just think you were a psychiatrist with a high price."
Schiller immediately looked at him with great emotion and said, "Then can my offer be higher?"
"No way." Stark picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup and said, "You know this trick is useless, and I won't fall for your trick again."
Natasha poured vegetable soup on the pancakes and pointed at the water glass to Steve. Steve stood up and poured water for her, and then said: "You can really consider Natasha's suggestion. Maybe changing your image will help."
never mind."
"Actually, I didn't want to use this trick." Schiller sighed for a while and then said, "They forced me to do this."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. Steve, who happened to be standing by the door, walked over and opened the door. Standing outside the door was a very familiar figure.
As soon as the door opened, it was Owen who walked in.
"What's wrong, Schiller? Why did you call me here in such a hurry? The Joker and Batman are having a lively fight over there."
Schiller glanced at Owen, then looked around and found that everyone else was eating their own food and did not express any surprise at Owen's arrival.
"Why are you looking at me?" Stark looked up from the soup bowl, turned to look at Schiller and said, "Do you still expect me to be as dumbfounded as when I first learned about your plan, and stammered no?
Say something?"
"Oh, my God, Doctor, this whole game isn't just your big plan again, is it? I'm really surprised." Stark said with exaggerated eyes widening and waving his hands.
He regained his composure in the next second, rolled his eyes, and continued to pick out the cinnamon from the vegetable soup.
Steve got a pair of slippers for Irving, washed his hands again, then brought the water glass to Natasha, put it on the table and looked at Schiller and said: "Although I know it's useless, I've told you ten thousand times
You won’t listen either, but I hope you’ll say hello to us next time, because even if you don’t say hello, we won’t be surprised.”
"God, is there any disaster more terrible than this?" Schiller also said in an exaggerated way.
Owen had just sat down when the knock on the door rang again. Steve, who had gone to get Owen's tableware, walked to the door again and opened it. This time, standing outside the door was a blond man unknown to anyone.
"Lucifer, you're here." Owen looked back at Lucifer and said.
The blond man named Lucifer waved his hand, said hello to everyone, and came over to sit down. Schiller took a sip of water and then pointed at the two people opposite him and said: "Introduce me, the master and creator of Doujie.
The Transcendent Owen, the Archangel Lucifer.”
Others were not too surprised that Owen was the Transcendent. After all, he stood on the stage of the screening hall in such a high profile. Anyone who had been to the screening hall could guess that he was from the organizer, but Lu
The title of Western France is quite surprising.
"Archangel? Are you the lead singer of some college rock club?" Stark looked at Lucifer and said in surprise.
Is it no wonder that Lucifer has become accustomed to similar doubts? With a "swish" sound, dazzling holy light descended into the room. Three pairs of huge wings spread out from Lucifer's back, and a voice came from somewhere in the dark.
A spring flows from behind him, and flowers dance around him.
"You humans seem to only know this image of angels." Lucifer said a little helplessly: "Sadly, the same is true for the new-born angels. Once I wore a motorcycle suit to go to heaven to do something, and I was almost kicked out."
"Wait a minute." Natasha was really surprised. She looked at Lucifer and said, "You're not really Lucifer, are you? The fallen angel in the legend?"
"He is no longer a fallen angel." Schiller pursed his lips toward Lucifer and said, "He has returned to heaven and has become the first light of creation."
"When you mention this," Lucifer looked at Schiller with some complaints and said, "What bad idea did you come up with at the beginning? I really believed your lies and actually went back to heaven just to piss off Gabriel."
"After I went back, I remembered why I ran out in the first place. Do you know how annoying Michael is? And that Uriel, I don't understand what's so important about appearance. I dyed it black.
What’s wrong with your hair?”
"Wasn't he stationed in the Garden of Eden before?" Schiller also knew some about the situation in heaven and said, "Why is he back in the Holy City now?"
"Because God is not here, the Holy City needs more manpower." Lucifer sighed and said, "I heard from the angels on duty that God seems to have found Gabriel, but Gabriel is unwilling to go back."
"The peacemaker Michael wanted me to persuade them, but he didn't want to think about it. Wouldn't it be more embarrassing if I went?"
Everyone has a very strange feeling. The scene described in the Bible has become what the people in front of them think of as a family and a mischievous person. It is inevitable that there is a subtle sense of dislocation, as if heaven is similar to the place where they work, both are a bunch of annoying things.
People and a lot of troubles.
"Is that wrong?" Stark drank all the water in the cup and said, "So God can hear my prayers for replicating the accuracy of the experimental data?"
"Of course not, there is a communication room in heaven. This kind of prayer is usually classified by the newborn angels as more useful if you work hard on your own, and usually cannot reach God's ears."
Stark let out a "chi" sound.
"Back to the topic." Lucifer took the water glass from Steve's hand, nodded towards him and said, "Didn't the game go well? Why did you ask us to come here?"
"Is this going well?" Schiller said dissatisfiedly: "Didn't you see that they were all avoiding me?"
Lucifer laughed happily and then said: "Then who can you blame? Gods and humans know how to change several images when inspiring and helping others. You will always wear the same clothes with the same personality. All fools should remember this.
is you."
Owen nodded and said: "I don't understand why you are unwilling to change your image. Those liars, I mean, those friends of yours who have the same hobbies as you, they will use magic to change themselves.
image, this is a necessary skill to deceive people."
Schiller sighed and said, "Remember? I'm playing an ordinary person."