In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1225: The Farm of Justice (7)
"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"
Among the lush rocky forests, the wind from the west coast blows over the railway tracks, and the reefs on the coastline have been washed away by the waves for years, leaving rough holes, and the intersection of the two phases brings a long and desolate echo.
A train came out of the tunnel, and flowed like a meandering stream at the junction of the coast and the mountains. The sea breeze on one side was blown in through the gap of the window, causing the window panel to touch the window The frame made a light clicking sound.
Put one hand on the handle of the window frame, and push it forward, with a "click", the window is locked, and the slightly annoying click sound finally disappeared, retract your hand, and put down the newspaper , Schiller looked at Lucifer sitting opposite the private room of the carriage from above the glasses, and said:
"Your travel plan is really classic and amazing. I never thought that a creature with its own wings, when going to another place, would have the train as the first choice of transportation."
Lucifer is using a knife and fork to divide the French shortbread on the plate. He is eating breakfast intently, and said: "This is the meaning of travel. People can use the fastest method to reach a certain place. But you have to take a leisurely tour, if you weren’t too tired, we could have walked over.”
"Forgive me." Schiller rolled his eyes slightly and sighed, Lucifer clicked his lips and said: "The luxury private rooms of the travel train can't represent the style of traveling on the West Coast at all. Said, we should take a road trip as soon as we say it, and waving for a ride on the side of the road is also an important part of travel.”
Schiller gently closed the newspaper, looked into Lucifer's eyes and said, "Then when the robbers pull out their guns, you will show your wings with a 'swish' to scare them Fuck the shit... that's what you're doing."
"I hate psychologists." Lucifer lowered his head again and started cutting the food on the plate.
Schiller lightly rang the bell fixed on the door, and after a while, a waiter in a black vest came over, opened the door and asked, "Sir, what do you need?"
"Any recommendations for breakfast?"
"Oh, sir, you are really asking the right person. This train offers many seafood delicacies including lobster and king crab."
"But I don't think that's good for breakfast, if you like seafood, you must have a steaming bowl of creamy clam soup, and smoked salmon with mashed potatoes, if you want vegetables , with Seattle’s special pickled cucumbers and sweet peppers.”
"Thank you for your recommendation, let's come to these."
"No problem, sir, coffee or wine? The coffee on this train is also very famous. Traditional Italian coffee can sell more than 20,000 cups a year."
"Then give me an espresso, thank you."
After the waiter left, Lucifer put the last piece of shortbread into his mouth, Schiller looked at the not-so-rich food on his plate, still couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, and said: "It's even more disturbing to me. What comes to mind is that an angel is actually allergic to seafood... Have you been beaten by fish in heaven? Other than that, I can’t think of any other explanation.”
"How can I be so stupid." Lucifer immediately retorted: "When I was still living in Yindian Garden, I was a good fisherman. Only the stupid Michael would do such things as catching fish and being beaten by fish. "
"Then why don't you eat seafood?"
"Please, I've lived in Los Angeles for such a long time, and I'm going to vomit after eating seafood. Only you who are old on the east coast come here, and you only know what to eat like lobster and king crab." Lucifer was quite dissatisfied Said.
"So, the way you get rid of this eating habit is to move from one city on the west coast to another city, and it's another seaside city with a very developed fishery industry?"
"I really don't know when my pope will be able to do his homework." Lucifer put down the knife and fork, took the newspaper that Schiller put on the table, and said while reading: "Angel's Kingdom of God on Earth There is a limit, the east coast is Gabriel's territory, I hate that stupid bird that sheds hair all over the world, so I don't want to hang around there."
"Whether you don't want to hang out in other angels' territory, or because you can't quarrel with them and feel ashamed, only you know." Schiller leaned back slightly and asked the waiter to put the soup on the table superior.
"When can I not quarrel with them?!" Lucifer immediately raised his voice and asked.
"Last night, don't think I didn't hear. When I was packing my luggage, you were on the phone with them next door to discuss the battle of the Fallen Heaven tens of thousands of years ago. The small offensive and defensive battle that happened near the holy spring, In the end who won, you were robbed by Michael, and you couldn't even speak."
"Schiller!" Lucifer slapped the table angrily and said, "Please pay attention to your wording, you are my Pope, whose side are you on?"
"I'm on God's side," Schiller said, taking a sip of his soup.
Lucifer snorted coldly and said, "If I hadn't fallen to heaven, it would have been Michael's turn to be the archangel? Gabriel was just my little follower, but now, he actually follows Michael's ass... ..."
"When I prayed to God yesterday, he said that you have discussed a fallen war for tens of thousands of years. It doesn't bother you to talk, but he is tired of hearing it." Schiller said.
"You actually sued God again?!" Lucifer was furious.
"He praised you."
"Oh, really?...I mean, don't you try to lie to me!"
Schiller cut a piece of fish, ignored Lucifer's eyes that turned back and forth, and directly changed the subject and said: "When I was packing my luggage last night, I called Hal, and the train will arrive at the station later. He will come to pick us up."
Lucifer raised his eyebrows, folded the newspaper in his hand and said, "But you clearly said last night that you don't agree with my decision."
"As a qualified pope, I am very worried that my **** will live on the streets because of poor business and cannot pay the rent." Schiller shook his head slightly and said, "I'm really curious, in the Los Angeles area Opening a bar in the best, most entertaining, and most crowded place can cost more than 100,000 US dollars, how did you do it?"
Lucifer spread his hands and said: "My bar is not only for human beings, everyone in the human world, the spiritual world, heaven, and **** wants to come to join us. However, as you can imagine, some people are not easy to deal with. Race may create a little... small friction."
"How many times has your bar been rebuilt?"
"More than 6000 times."
"You are a business genius."
Lucifer sighed and said, "This time I'm going to Seaside City, I'm going to change my business strategy. Except for humans, no race is allowed to enter."
Schiller put down his knife and fork, rang the bell for the waiter to come and take away the plates, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said, "Actually, Hal and I have a joint business, and I think it's a good thing for you It is beneficial to open a bar, and when he arrives, we can talk together."
"It must not be a good thing." Lucifer curled his lips and said.
Soon, the train will arrive at the station. No matter how slow this relatively primitive means of transportation is, it will always be much faster than unreliable roadside rides. When Schiller and Lucifer got off the train, the sky was still Not completely dark.
As soon as the two walked out of the platform, a man in a brown bomber jacket came over. He first hugged Schiller, and then shook hands with Lucifer. Schiller handed over the brown suitcase he was carrying. After giving it to him, the suitcase disappeared with a flash of green light.
Lucifer raised his eyebrows and said, "Green Lantern?"
"That's right, I'm Hal Jordan, the Green Lantern of the sector where the earth is located. Nice to meet you, Mr. Lucifer." Hal nodded, and led the two of them out, Schiller looked at him. Looking like a servant, he asked with some doubts: "Did you just come back?"
"Yes, I just rushed back when I heard that you were coming. Oliver was in some trouble, so Arthur and I went to help him."
Schiller shook his head and said: "What trouble can both of you help, isn't it enough to go to one?"
Hal frowned and said: "It's very complicated to say, and Oliver doesn't let us talk to others, but if there is anything that needs your help, I will tell you."
Schiller nodded and said nothing. The situation in Mexico is indeed very complicated, and it cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences. The more troubles there are, it is estimated that what he encountered this time should be troubles in force, otherwise he would not have called both Neptune and Green Lantern.
Hal drove an old pickup truck, and Lucifer saw a mess of fishing nets in the pickup truck, so he boarded the truck and asked, "Are you a fisherman?"
"No, I'm a test pilot, but many families in Seaside City are engaged in fishing, and my family is the same. My uncle has several boats, and the family members basically go fishing with him, and some people work on cruise ships. I don’t see each other a few times.”
Lucifer was a little interested, and he said: "I haven't done deep-sea fishing yet, I heard. You will go out to sea during the tuna season, and the biggest tuna you catch will be the king fish at the auction?"
As Hal drove, he nodded and said, "It's been a long time since Americans have caught king fish. Canada is very old."
The three of them chatted about ocean fishing one after another, and the car soon drove to Hal's house. Both Schiller and Lucifer felt a little puzzled that this was a fishing ground, and it looked Appears to be obsolete.
"Everyone who comes to my house for the first time will feel strange, but in fact, this is very normal in Seaside City." Hal sighed, and led the two forward: "In my grandfather's era, The ocean resources are very rich, and a net with a lot of cod cannot hold it.”
"But you also know that with the continuous destruction of the ocean's ecology, human beings are fishing without restraint, the fishery resources are facing depletion, the seabed ecology is getting worse, and the output of the fishery will also be getting worse."
"By my father's generation, the corals and seabed ecology of the fishing grounds have been devastated, and there is no fish to be raised at all, and the fish fry will only lose money if they are scattered, so they can only Select career change."
"The more nobody maintains it, the worse the fishing ground will be~IndoMTL.com~ Such fishing grounds can't be sold at all, they can only file for bankruptcy and turn them into other lands. Fishermen can only be allowed to continue living, so there are many families living in such abandoned fishing grounds in Seaside City.”
With the deepening of the journey of several people, the scenery in front of them suddenly opened up. On the right hand side is a sandy beach full of pebbles. The clear sea water flows over the reef with white waves. There are groups of seagulls parked on the high place of the reef. It hovered continuously in the air and landed on the cliff in the distance.
On the left hand side is a lush forest. The forest spreads to the left, forming a high cliff.
Hal pointed to the coastline and said: "Didn't you find it? The water here is clearer than other places. From the perspective of tourists, this is a rare tourist attraction, but from the perspective of fishermen, this is a manifestation of the depletion of fishery resources. "
"The government will allow us to continue to live here. In fact, it is to allow us to maintain a sanitary environment here to attract tourists. For this reason, property taxes are also exempted, and part of the inheritance tax is also reduced. Any resource-based city will eventually have to Transformation, Seaside City is doing pretty well.”
Lucifer and Schiller both nodded. This natural scenery is attractive enough without any decoration. Just by looking at it, one can imagine the leisure and leisure of camping here.
Following the path by the beach, several people came to the doors of two stone huts hidden in the forest. After Hal knocked on the door, an old man with gray curly hair appeared after opening the door.
"This is my father, Martin Jordan... Don't be surprised, I am the second son in the family, and I am 12 years behind my brother, so my parents are older."