In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 312: language!(one)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

New York, Manhattan, this extremely bustling and busy urban area, can only be a little quiet at night, until the sky is completely dark, the snow gradually stops, the air is still very cold, and the snow piled up all day Both sides of the street are dyed in warm colors by the lit street lamps.

In the windows on both sides of the street, the mannequins are already wearing off-white elk sweaters and red and green scarves. gift box.

Although Christmas is still some time away, these merchants occupying the best locations in New York have already prepared for the next holiday shopping frenzy.

The huge Christmas tree in the middle of the central roundabout has been done step by step, but the dots of light bulbs on it have not yet been lit up, and the gift boxes are covered with thick snow, which has not been cleaned yet, but the crowds taking photos are already in an endless stream up.

In the reception room on the top floor on the west side of the Arkham Sanitarium, Schiller held a cup in one hand and leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the children chasing and playing in the street downstairs. Strange sat on the sofa, Gathering up some scattered magazines.

"I don't know who told me yesterday that he wouldn't wear an elk sweater if he was killed this Christmas." Schiller didn't turn his head, but Strange could hear his ridicule. With a snort from his nose, he looked down at the blue and white elk sweater on his body.

It was a very ordinary turtleneck sweater. From the collar to the shoulders, it was light blue, then white, and then light blue again. In the white part, there was a blue pattern composed of elk and snowflakes. It can be said that, This is an ordinary elk sweater that is likely to be worn out at Christmas.

Strange said while flipping through the magazine in his hand: "When I passed by the window, I didn't even look at it, but I felt sorry for the teller who couldn't sell out, so I bought one by the way. , let’s talk about you, I thought you were the kind of person who didn’t like to join in the fun.”

Strange looked back at Schiller, Schiller was also wearing an elk sweater, he wore a white shirt inside, a dark green elk sweater on the outside, and a white elk on his chest Well, this sweater has a much lower chance of being caught than the one on Strange, but it can't be said that it's completely non-existent.

"After all, everyone likes to dress like this, and I don't want to be a maverick." Schiller said after taking a sip of water.

At this moment, there was a "squeak" sound of pushing the door, and Steve who walked in was also wearing an elk sweater. He was stunned when he saw the outfits of Strange and Schiller. He scratched his head and said, "I thought you guys were the kind of people who didn't like to join in the fun."

Because the elk sweater he is wearing is a perfect combination of Strange and Schiller styles, red and green, with a white elk on the chest.

"I said Captain, this color is a little too old-fashioned, did you pick it yourself?" Strange looked at Steve and asked.

Steve came over, sat on the sofa, bent his arms, put his hands on his knees and said, "Nick sent me. He said that S.H.I.E.L.D. Everyone received this gift, but they didn't wear it because they thought the color and style were too old-fashioned."

"I think it's just right, after all, old-fashioned clothes are just right for old-fashioned people." Steve smiled and said.

"I hope that when I go to the S.H.I.E.L.D. base next time, I don't see a huge Christmas tree covered with golden bells, or all kinds of small lanterns hanging on the eaves." Strange After drawing a sign of the cross on his chest, all three of them laughed.

"I really can't compliment Nick's aesthetics. Although we are all from that era, he obviously doesn't understand that the aesthetics of that era can't be called retro, but old-fashioned." Steve shook his head.

"Let's get down to business." Schiller came over, put the cup on the table, then walked to the dining table on the other side, took the other two cups and poured water for the two.

"I heard Nick wants to throw a Christmas ball?"

Before Schiller finished speaking, Strange raised his hands and said, "My God, please forgive me, doesn't he know how busy we are?"

"Yes." Steve nodded, stroked the cup with his hand, and said, "You also know that he has been working hard to unite these people with special abilities to form a team..."

"He will not let go of any opportunity that can bring us together to chat, talk, and improve cohesion. Although I have no problem with this kind of activity, I can think of the cumbersome procedures of the dance party, which gives me a headache."

Schiller and Strange looked at each other and said, "The most troublesome part should be the partner?"

Steve sighed deeply. Strange wanted to squeeze him, but when he thought about his love life, he also sighed.

The biggest problem with his love life is that he has no love life at all, Strange complained: "I'm really busy, I haven't left the Holy of Holies for a week, can you believe it? "

"The group of demon gods will call here for any serious matter, including territorial disputes, loan interest rates, multi-party negotiations, lost and found, pet foster care, and chatting with insomnia. What do they think of this place?"

Strange sighed, but Schiller asked him: "Isn't Loki here? Isn't he known as the know-it-all of the universe?"

"Don't you know? Loki and Thor are still in Saka, and I don't know if they can come back before Christmas..."

"What are they doing there?" Schiller asked with some doubts: "Isn't there a wild planet?"

"That's right, but you should know Thor's character. He wanted to save the slaves there, and Loki didn't know what to think, and he was messing around with his brother there. The ancient mage said it a few times." Strange took a sip of water, then wrinkled his face and looked at the cup and said, "Why is this hot water? Is there no tea or coffee?"

"It's already 10 o'clock in the evening, are you going to stay up all night?"

Strange curled his lips, put down the cup, and said, "It's fine if those two brothers don't come back, at least we don't have to worry about them causing any trouble on Earth. After all, Thor's divine power has been restored. Loki It is estimated that it will be soon..."

Steve also nodded and said: "That's right, it doesn't matter if they don't have divine power. If they recover their divine power and live among ordinary people, it will inevitably bring them danger, and Nick will have a headache again."

"It seems that both of you have been very busy recently, and I am the only one idle." Schiller walked around the sofa, sat on one side of the sofa, leaned against the soft pillow behind, took a sip of hot water, and let out a sound of satisfaction sigh.

"You should be busy recently, because there are a lot of strange things recently, even Peter is very busy."

"What happened again?"

"I'm also busy investigating this matter recently, maybe you have heard of the recent supernatural events in Queens?"

"Spiritual events? Do you mean haunted or something?" Strange asked with a frown.

"That's right, as you know, there are many residential areas in New York, and there are also many cemeteries. Recently, some residents reported seeing dead spirits and skeletons near the cemetery, and there are many rumors about will-o'-the-wisps."

"Doesn't this kind of thing happen every year?" Strange said with some disdain: "The hospital I work in loves to spread this kind of gossip. Why is there a corpse in the morgue suddenly missing? Seeing will-o'-the-wisps in the hallway, and a patient who has long died suddenly appearing in a window, what is there to discuss?"

"The difference is that the witnesses this time include Spiderman Peter and his uncle and aunt."

"Their family lives in Forest Hills, Queens. To the west of Forest Hills Park is Forest Hills Cemetery. First, Peter saw a suspected skeleton when he was out walking his dog. To her aunt, so he's been busy investigating this recently."

Strang Strange was silent, and Schiller also fell into thinking, because both of them knew Peter, and he was not the kind of person who likes to make a fuss and add fuel.

Steve looked at Strange and asked him: "This should be a matter of your magic world, can you magicians resurrect skeletons or drive will-o'-the-wisps?"

Stranger pressed his chin with his knuckles, and said while thinking: "Theoretically, it is possible, the magician's power actually comes from the exchange, if the power of his exchange object has the ability to resurrect the undead attributes, then he should be able to control undead and skeletons."

"But in fact, almost no magician will do this, because it is meaningless, all exchanges must pay a price, and the power exchanged should be used in more useful places, what is the use of resurrecting corpses and undead Use? Scary?"

"Um... can't they attack or something?"

Schiller looked at Steve and said: "Captain, you are a master fighter, you should know, what is difficult to deal with skeletons and corpses?"

"Aren't they actually mutants of humans? It's better to say that they are weaker than humans. Without magical protection, skeletons have no muscles and can hardly withstand any sharp weapon. In addition, it is no different from ordinary people..."

"To make these things have powerful combat capabilities, a lot of magical energy needs to be infused." Strange explained: "You must use these forces to protect their bones and muscles that have begun to rot When they get up, they have to be endowed with the power of soul fire, so that they have the basic intelligence to pick up weapons and fight the enemy..."

"If so much energy ~IndoMTL.com~ can actually create monsters stronger than these things, once a black magician made a dark dragon in Montana, and a necromancer drove A group of soul-eating birds attacked the hospital..."

"Skeletons... At least I haven't heard of anyone doing this in Kama Taj. Even if these things are protected by magic, they need a very, very large number to attack modern human cities."

Steve touched his chin, nodded and said, "Indeed, if you have this ability, it would be faster for large monsters to invade the city, so what are they trying to do? Simply scare people? Create panic?"

Schiller shook his head and said: "It doesn't look like it. If they want to create panic, they should go to Manhattan or Brooklyn. These two places are the center of New York. The mountains and parks in Queens There are quite a lot, but the population is not dense enough, and reporters don’t like to go there.”

Just as they were discussing this topic, Steve's cell phone rang suddenly. He picked up the cell phone and pressed the answer button, and there was Peter's voice on the opposite side.

"Captain, there are skeletons! Skeletons that can move! It's in Forest Hill Cemetery, can you come over?!"

"Listen, Peter, calm down, the situation is critical, right? I'll be there right away..."

"Uh... the crisis is not very critical, they can't beat me, but I don't know what to do with them, you say, if I go down and punch them, will they faint? They don't even have a brain, they should Can't pass out?"

Steve looked up at Strange, Strange spread his hands and said, "Okay, I should have a cup of coffee, it looks like it's going to be all night again today..."