In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1629: Fishing Day (22)

When the evening of Long Island in winter comes, the setting sun is like the honey and wine dripping from the sacred tree, slowly falling from the blue sky, until the forest is completely dyed, the shadows of the trees are green, and the sound of wild ducks returning to their nests is heard from the sky. crisp chirping.

The fishermen began to pack their things in an orderly manner, and then embarked on the journey home with big and small bags.

Schiller first put a few live fish and a bunch of squid into the water tank, then put the fish and other ingredients that had been killed and sliced ​​into an incubator with ice packs, wrapped the fishing rod Okay, the stool was folded, and then he took two copies in one hand and walked forward.

Luo Ji, who came last and carried the fewest things, couldn't help turning her head to look at Schiller, and said with a smile: "Before, I never had the image of you coming home from get off work to buy vegetables and cook."

"I can cook, but I usually don't buy groceries." Schiller lightly relaxed his shoulders, turned his head to look at Natasha and said, "After all, I was targeted by S.H.I.E.L.D. not long after I came to New York. They Volunteering to take over all my food, clothing, housing and transportation resources.”

"At that time Nick was still counting on you to eat grass and milk the cows, but soon you gave him a blow with your salary bill." Natasha also walked forward with big bags and said with a smile.

When the setting sun shines on the ice, the mist raised by the heat during the day gradually disappears, making the ice appear to shine brightly.

Besides the crisis-ridden battlefield, without the rush of mundane things and the fear of an imminent enemy, the elongated shadows of a few people in the evening sun are like the knives that wither the soul from the fireworks of the world, and they will last for years. The accumulated boredom and sorrow will be removed little by little.

They returned to the door of the hut by the lake. Nick and Steve, who were closest to the hut, had started to set up the canopy, while Charles and Eric were looking for something among the bushes.

"I hope these ladies don't slow you down, Schiller, Professor Charles said he saw wild ducks among the bushes. If we're lucky, we might be able to eat wild duck eggs."

"You underestimate their dexterity." Schiller put down the things in his hand one by one, turned his head and glanced at Gwen Spider-Man who threw the things on the rocky beach in front of the door, shook his head and said: "Just a little impatient, maybe hungry."

"Then we should assume the responsibility of a gentleman." Steve helped Nick fix the stake, smashed it into the ground a few times with another piece of wood, and said, "Doctor, can I trouble you to check? A menu? That way even if we are working on multiple projects at the same time, we won’t find ourselves too busy to eat.”

"Of course, I'll help you get Gwen, she's looking forward to doing some hard work, so she can avoid the inquiries of Professor Charles, who has been busy getting all the Spidermen to him recently college."

Schiller went back to the house and put on his wading boots, walked to the reeds, called Gwen Spider-Man who was taking pictures there, and then went to the bushes behind to find Charles and his party.

Schiller looked around but couldn't find Yin Fan, so he asked Charles, "Where's your other teammate?"

"He's preparing a charcoal fire." Charles shook his head from side to side, searching for footprints among the bushes and said, "The charcoal for the barbecue is much more difficult to maintain than the fire. It needs to be burned to the right level before it can be put into the grill. Otherwise, there is a risk of flames rising and scorching everything.”

"Did I say, I brought an induction cooker, maybe it can be used to heat vegetables or pancakes, but the house is not connected to the outside wires, can any of you help in this regard?" Schiller said He took off his gloves and asked.

"I'll go back with you, it's impractical to find wild ducks here." Eric turned and walked towards the hut, but Charles was still quite interested, and he waved to the two of them and said, "You guys Go back first, I bet I saw the footprints of those little guys here, I will be able to find their nests, and then we can eat steaming eggs."

Erik complained on the way back with Schiller: "He is always like this, as innocent as a child, with unrealistic fantasies, and always thinks he is funny."

"Maybe it's really fun for him."

Eric glanced at Schiller in some surprise. Schiller stepped on the grass nest with one foot deep and one shallow as if he understood what they said. He lowered his head and said, "Why, I didn't reveal my occupation. Sexual smile, and then explain to you in detail why Charles finds this interesting from a psychological point of view, does it make you feel uncomfortable?"

"I thought you were a doctor 24 hours a day."

"Maybe it used to be." Schiller's answer was equally short, and he didn't explain anything, and Eric said in a timely manner: "That's good, Charles always takes the trouble to explain everything to everyone. It is also a major manifestation of his fantasy symptoms, and he may really believe that there are no complete idiots in this world.”

They walked to the back of the house, Eric stroked the rosebush on the outside of the hut with his gloved hand, looked up at the roof again, and said with his head up: "This is a fairly typical fisherman's hut, but The owner of this house did not use a generator, he may have connected the line to the grid of the street lights on the road next to it."

"You mean he is stealing electricity?"

"It's possible, but I don't think it's stealing. He still has to pay high property taxes for this house, but he doesn't enjoy any municipal benefits, which he deserves."

To Eric's surprise, Schiller still didn't say anything, he just nodded and asked: "Then is there a way to connect an external line so that we can use kitchen utensils outside the house normally?" ?”

Eric also took off his gloves, he looked around, and then said: "There is an underground warehouse here, let's go and see if there are any cables that can be used there, I think there are of."

Schiller knew why he made this speculation, because if the owner of this house used the wires to steal electricity, then he must not have only prepared wires that were just long enough. Put it in the warehouse.

Eric opened the cellar door and kicked open the rusted door with his boots, Schiller dragged the heavy cellar door, and Eric climbed in along the ladder.

After a while, a coil of cable was thrown up, and then Eric climbed up again. He began to look around the house for a place to connect, and soon he and Schiller found the owner on the side of the house. The electrical box used for modifying the wiring was buried under the wall on the east side of the house.

Eric connected the wires with amazing proficiency. Schiller stood by and watched, and said in amazement: "I didn't expect your electrician skills to be so skilled."

"Do you think I'm one of those brats who can't even eat without the mutant power?" On the way, I did everything, electrician, bricklayer, porter, milkman, apprenticed tooth extraction, repaired boat engines, and even worked as a church choir teacher.”

"Can you sing?"

"A little bit, but not much. A Spaniard taught me basic arias. Later, when I went into exile in Italy, a lady who loved opera introduced me to a teacher."

Eric's narration is always straightforward, without any modifiers, even if it appears in the police transcript, it seems a bit dry, but because of its rich content, it always reminds people of those slightly gray-toned years .

When the circuit was completely arranged, it was already dark, and Eric, who was back near the camp, looked at the wild duck eggs in Charles' hands in shock. Charles was like a child who got a new toy, and said to himself old friends showing off their achievements.

"I just saw it with a flashlight, and there are two fertilized eggs in it, so we don't eat these two, but take them back and hatch them. I have long needed a few small animals for Xavier's genius boy The kids at school are giving life lessons.”

Eric seemed to get angry suddenly, he pulled off the gloves he just put on a little hard, and said, "Yes, show them how caring you are, take the little animals away from their mothers Then put them in cages and educate them.”

"Hey, how can you talk to Dean Charles like that?" Gwen Spiderman who came over stared at Eric's leaving back, looking rather aggrieved, but Charles smiled at her and said: " Don't be angry, Gwen, is dinner ready?"

"No, Nick asked me to come over and ask Dean Schiller if he had decided on the menu. He disappeared and didn't bring back any news for a long time. We were all a little worried about him."

"I'm doing this, miss, but you have to tell me what you want to eat and what dishes you can provide first, otherwise you will fly into the reeds later, and no one will be able to find you."

Gwen Spider-Man rolled his eyes and thought for a while, and said, "I don't have anything in particular to eat, the pile of snacks I bought is enough to fill my stomach... okay ~IndoMTL.com~ Don't do that Look at me, I know I should eat less junk food, so, fried fish?"

Charles shook his head, obviously thinking that this was not healthy, but Schiller nodded. He patted Gwen Spider-Man on the back to make her turn around, and said to her: "Go and see the charcoal Alright, let's go."

Gwen Spiderman was kicked out of the conversation between Schiller and Charles for some reason, she shook her head and didn't take it seriously.

But when Gwen Spider-Man went around the house, she thought she understood Schiller's meaning, and at this time Yin Fan and Natasha, two Russians, were fiddling with the charcoal fire for the barbecue.

Gwen Spider-Man glanced left and right, and found that there was no one else around, so she rushed to the place where the two were working in three steps at a time, stopped abruptly, covered her mouth with her hands and coughed softly for two voice, and said to Yin Fan: "Uh, Nick and the others are looking for you."

Yin Fan raised his head and looked into the distance with some doubts, but Gwen Spider-Man had already squeezed between the two of them, pushed Yin Fan away, and said, "Hurry up, leave this place to me." That's it."

Yin Fan looked down at the charcoal fire that was almost ready, stood up and patted the dust on his pants, and walked towards the distance.

"What's the matter with you, Gwen?" Natasha, who was squatting on the ground turning charcoal, looked up at Spider-Man Gwen in surprise, and asked.

"It's nothing, I just came from Dr. Schiller, and he asked me to make sure the charcoal fire is ready on time." Gwen Spider-Man winked at Natasha.

Natasha's heart suddenly rang alarm bells, she stared at Gwen's face repeatedly, as if to ensure that the clear stupidity was not polluted, while Gwen Spider-Man observed the slightly nervous expression of the female agent, My heart said, "Sure enough."