The tides of the Pacific Ocean crushed the first ray of California's morning light into gold, and penetrated into the farm from the gaps of the dilapidated wooden plank road. Outside the old garage, wind chimes and seagulls clashed with crisp echoes.
Jason pushed the door open and walked out of the garage, with water droplets of morning mist clumped on his hair and eyelashes, and his boots stepped across the edge of the dirt ridge. When he saw the string of raccoon footprints, he couldn't help but curse.
"Dick! Dick! Look at the good things you did." Jason pointed to the footprints and turned around and shouted loudly, "I said the car has not been repaired yet and can't drive, you have to drive it. He also smashed the railing and the raccoon ran away
When I came in, the ingredients in the ice cream maker I prepared must have been stolen by it!”
Dick was carrying a shovel covered with dirt and was picking out the railing that was crushed by the car yesterday. Hearing Jason's shout, he threw the shovel aside, lifted his pants, and lowered his head.
He tied a belt made of hemp rope and said, "I blame me for trusting your car repair skills too much, okay?"
"You trusted too early," Jason said. "I said it would take one night to fix it, but you didn't listen! We could have had delicious ice cream today..."
"Okay, don't complain." Dick interrupted him, "I don't know if that old broken hand-cranked ice cream maker can be used. We still have to fix the car first."
Tim's shout came from the garage: "It's time to fire, come and have a look!"
The two hurriedly ran in. Tim was pushing open the car door and walking down. Seeing the mud stuck on their ankles, he showed a disgusting expression and quickly stuffed his trouser legs into his boots.
Dick patted the dust on his hands, opened the car door and sat in, twisted the car keys. The car was thrust hard, but it didn't seem to start at all.
"Oh, shit! Still not fixed!" Before Dick could finish scolding, Jason took it out. Jason sat in by himself, holding the steering wheel in one hand and twisting the key in the other, and heard a "squeeze" sound
The car was successfully fired.
"Tsk." Dick said a little disdainfully, "Then you will be responsible for driving the cargo from now on, and God bless the fences on the farm."
Jason ignored him, turned his head left and right with excitement, poured the car out of the garage, and slowly adjusted the angle. Just as he was about to drive the car out, Harley carried a large rolled palm leaf
The trumpet rushed over and lay outside the fence and shouted at him:
"Are you deaf? Jason Todd! The road outside has not been fixed yet. You drive the car out now, and it will only cause the tires to get stuck in the puddle and then splash everyone in mud!!!"
"No, you have to believe my driving skills." Jason turned the steering wheel alone and drove out from the side of the garage yard. Then he was flipped hard and his butt flew directly from the seat.
"Ah! Damn it!" Tim, who chased after him, blocked his arms in front of him. The moment the car tires stepped into the puddle, he was covered in mud and water.
The tire was indeed stuck. Jason got out of the car and found that the car was high and low. The right rear wheel was stuck in a mud pit and was idling weakly.
He quickly avoided the palm leaves that Harry threw at him.
"What's going on with this broken farm?" Dick couldn't help but complain, "Is the original farmer a dinosaur? How can he trampl the road like this? Professor Schiller was definitely cheated by them!"
"Don't say, the puddle is really a bit like a dinosaur footprint." Tim leaned over and looked at it, "but it's much bigger than that. It looks like a giant dinosaur."
"Get the car back quickly," said Halle. "The sea hurricane is about to land, and the doctor has not come back yet. If we don't plan to hide back at the Stone House, we have to take good care of our cottage first and have no time to waste it!
”
The three boys worked together to lift the car's tires out of the puddle and pushed the car back into the garage.
Dick was packing up the scattered repair tools and turned around to find Jason and Tim tying an old hand-cranked ice cream maker to a cart.
"Do you have to get this thing back?" Dick patted his forehead and said, "The ingredients are gone, what are you using for ice cream?"
"The raw materials are gone, you can buy them again. The hurricane will not affect Ravens using teleportation magic to go to Los Angeles to buy things."
Dick sighed helplessly, but Jason and Tim were too excited. He could only walk over and help them tighten the rope.
The weather in California during the rainy season was changing. When they just woke up, the sun was shining, and dark clouds were pressing down on them in less than an hour. When they pushed the cart out, it started to rain.
The unrepaired dirt road turned into a swamp in just a few minutes. The flip flops Jason wore seemed to stick to the ground, and only Tim, wearing waterproof boots, could barely run.
"Oh, God's shit!" Jason suddenly screamed and fell to the ground with his side. Dick and Tim quickly helped him up, and Jason covered his ankle and screamed in pain.
With a "swoosh", a golden light flashed. Barry, holding a tattered canvas umbrella, appeared in front of several people. Dick quickly took the umbrella from his hand and covered Tim and Jason's body.
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"The portal is here!" The raven's voice sounded in their ears, and the portal emitting purple light suddenly arrived.
In the strong wind, several people supported each other and walked into the portal. A large ball of wet things fell into the center of the living room just cleaned, causing Pamela, who was holding a broom in front of the fireplace, to exclaim.
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"Oh my God, what's wrong?!" Pamela put the broom aside and walked over and said, "What's wrong with you, Jason?"
Jason grinned in pain, covering his ankle and said, "I seem to have twisted my feet."
"Yes, it's easy to see." Pamela said to Jason's ankle swollen like a big bun, "I'm just asking how you twist it."
"They two of them insist on pushing the ice cream maker!" Dick said in a raised voice.
"You don't wear waterproof boots well!" Tim immediately retorted, "When you know it will rain, you should change into your boots!"
"Stop talking about this." Barry frowned, "Get some ice cubes to cool down the swelling, and then apply some medicine."
"He looks like the oldest among you." Harley said angrily, "After knowing it will rain, I shouldn't go to the garage at all! What magic does that broken car that is 20,000 miles under the sea have?
”
Cassandra was obviously awakened by the movement downstairs. When she saw so many people gathered at the bottom of the building, she was stunned for a moment. The blue beetle, who had also just left the room, flashed a holographic flash and came to the person.
In the pile, Tim next to him almost squeezed over.
"Oh, sorry. I'm not very skilled yet," said Ted.
Jason was helped to lie down on the sofa, and Harley walked over to check his injuries. After carefully examining his ankle condition, she shook her head and said, "It's no help, amputation."
Jason threw a pillow over.
Harley then put away her gloating expression, cleared her throat and said seriously: "This time it was very twisted. But the shelter notice for the arrival of the hurricane was issued last night, and the community hospital must not be open. Now, either
Go to Los Angeles to see a doctor, or just deal with it first and see what the situation is."
Tim looked at the very swollen ankle and frowned deeply, saying, "I think I still have to go to Los Angeles. I heard from the doctor before that it seems that I can hire a shuttle on my phone. I'll call one?"
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"No." Jason refused, saying, "That's very expensive, and you may not be able to check immediately after you go. You don't want to go to the emergency department, right?"
Pamela went to get the ice cubes, put them in a bag and tied them to Jason's ankle, and then said, "It is better to judge the bone condition if the swelling is reduced. If the bone is not damaged, you don't have to go to the hospital."
"It seems that this is the only way to do it at the moment." Dick shook his head and said, "I'll get you a dry dress."
Jason lay on the sofa and was not honest, stretched out his arms and shouted Tim: "Come in our ice cream machine. Don't let the hurricane blow away!"
The weather is getting worse and worse. The winds that are difficult to determine the level of the wind blow the palm trees outside the window to a shaky situation. The wooden houses cannot withstand such powerful hurricanes at all. It was Pamela who grabbed the foundation with vines, and Ted used holograms again
The ability to make the house fixed on the foundation was barely blown away.
The time she was hiding from the rain in the house was dull and boring. Jason fell asleep on the sofa, making a slight snoring sound. From time to time, he turned over, and was pulled by his fixed ankle that could not move. He muttered dissatisfiedly.
Halle and Pamela pulled Cassandra to play cards in front of the fireplace. The firewood crackled. Ted and Barry played online farm games with holographic screens, deliberately lowering the sound communication plants to be planted.
Dick and Raven were in love again in front of the foyer. Tim was erecting his ears while tinking out the ice cream maker in the kitchen, listening to the two of them chatting about gossip in the college dormitory.
I spent the afternoon like this. Until Harley's cell phone rang and when she heard the familiar voices opposite, she threw cards on the table and stood up and said, "Doctor! You are finally back!!
”
Everyone else was alarmed and came over. Shillervin's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yes, we are rushing back from Los Angeles. We are going to go to the restaurant to pack something later. You want to eat
What?"
"I want to eat Taco!" Ted yelled first, "No tomatoes, no internal organs. Add more chili!"
"Are there any hot dogs?" Pamela leaned over and asked, "I never eat this thing in Gotham, but I want to eat it as soon as I leave."
"I'm losing weight. I want a vegetable salad with juice. The sauce is packed separately." Halle said. "If there's a pizza with pizza with pizza, give me one, and I'll have double cheese and I'll have it after a meal."
They talked about what they wanted to eat, while Schiller's voice was a little helpless: "Children...children! I'm not at a street food stall. Here are some of the most expensive restaurants in Los Angeles
One, three Michelin stars!”
Everyone looked at me, I looked at you. Harley rubbed her hands first and said, "Doctor, this is not good, isn't it a bit too much?"
"Forget it." Schiller said, "I'll pack some for you according to my taste. You just need to tell me if I eat spicy food. By the way, I brought a guest this time. You guys have a good room.
Clean up."
"Guest? Who? Is the superhero here? Is it Captain America?"
They became excited again. After hanging up the phone, they cleaned the living room while discussing who would be. Although most of them had met superheroes here in the fighting world, most of the other party was fully armed
, They have never seen the daily appearance of Marvel heroes.
Not long after, the buzzing sound of the shuttle sounded over the farm, the sound of the car's engine stopped abruptly next to the wooden house, and the sound of stomping feet came from the doormat at the door.
With a creak, the door opened. Schiller walked in with a large and small bag of plastic bags. Everyone leaned over curiously, but the face that appeared behind Schiller was amazingly familiar.