In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 632: Schiller’s Leisure Vacation (Part 2)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

"Professor Rodriguez, why are you here?" Arthur turned to look at Schiller's figure and asked in surprise.

"I went out for a walk after eating, and then I heard you say that you are going to save someone, who are you going to save? Why didn't you call the police?" Schiller asked.

But Arthur suddenly showed a somewhat embarrassed look, and he said: "I'm afraid it's useless to call the police, because the person I want to save is far away..."

"How far?"

"More than 4,500 kilometers away."

Schiller looked at Arthur in surprise, and he asked, "The person you want to save is on the west coast?"

That's right, the east-west width of the United States is almost 4,500 kilometers. If it is calculated in another direction, the data should not be exactly the width of the country.

"He was stranded on an island near California, and he seems to have been injured recently. I have to find a way to help him."

"But how do you know? He called you? If he called you, why didn't he just call the police?"

Although Schiller knew that this must be the information Arthur got through communicating with the fish school, he had to let Arthur confess.

"I..." Arthur didn't seem to know how to explain, he looked back at the group of fish waiting for him, and said, "You may think I'm crazy, but I can hear the fish Speaking, I have this ability since I was a child."

"The fish school told me that someone was trapped on a small island near California. They brought me news about that person one after another. I was preparing to rescue him, but I didn't expect him to be injured today."

Before Schiller said anything, Arthur waved his hand and said, "I know, you may want to call the police and arrest me, or send me to a mental hospital, but someone has already done this, and the police don't Will catch a guy for saying he can hear fish, unless they're crazy too."

Schiller shook his head and said, "You don't have to worry. I'm older than you. I've seen many strange people and strange things. You're not special. What I'm more curious about is how you plan to save him?"

"I'm going to sail there. Actually, I'm a good swimmer, but I'm afraid he can't help it..."

"Don't tell me, you plan to go south, take the Panama Canal, or go north, take the Bering Strait, and then go around the west coast? Let alone whether you can hold it, are you sure that your ship Can the boat hold up?" Schiller asked, looking at Arthur.

"But I have only dealt with the ocean, I have never even been on a train, and I don't know how to get to California." Arthur looked a little confused, he had only seen such a long journey in movies , and it was one of those road trip movies.

The protagonists in this kind of movie usually hitch a ride at will, but Arthur feels that he doesn't have such a good eloquence, and if he rides in his own image, he can easily be regarded as a highwayman.

Schiller sighed and said: "If it's true as you said, the person you want to save is injured and won't last long. Human life is a matter of heaven and earth, and I can help."

Arthur looked at Schiller, his eyes full of expectation, Schiller shook his head and said: "The fastest way to go to California is to take a plane, but obviously, Brudhaven doesn't have an airport, and the distance from here The nearest airport is Gotham Airport.”

"If we start driving to Gotham now, it should be already night when we arrive in Gotham. You should have heard a lot of legends about the late night in Gotham. Do you really dare to go?"

Schiller actually guessed that the unlucky guy who Arthur said was trapped on a small island near California was probably Green Arrow. Yes, only Oliver Queen.

"No, I have to go, actually...Actually, I heard about this news a few weeks ago, but I thought he could..." Arthur sighed and said, "I knew, I should find a way to get there earlier, I can't just watch him die there, can I?"

"Every night, the school of fish will bring me his latest news. He is a very strong brave man who will never give up when he encounters any difficulties. I have heard his story of struggling to survive on an isolated island. Watching him die..."

Schiller turned and walked towards Arthur's house, and Arthur caught up with him.

Back in the house, before the anxious Arthur could speak first, Schiller said, "Mr. Curry, we are back."

Old Curry, who was adding wood to the fireplace, took a look, and they said: "Oh, it's getting late now, professor, the guest room prepared for you is upstairs, and you can go up and rest at any time."

"Maybe, I didn't tell you what major I teach. I am a professor of psychology at Gotham University and a psychologist at the same time."

"I saw Arthur standing outside looking at the sea, so I chatted with him, and I found that he seemed to be eager for the outside world."

Old Curry was stunned for a moment, as if he understood Schiller's meaning, he stood up, and then looked at Arthur, Arthur was no longer as expressionless as before, but looked a little moved, old Curry He sighed and said, "I told you a long time ago to let you go out and have a look, but you always said that you like the sea and don't want to leave, but you always want to go out and see the world."

Old Curry sighed, sat down on the sofa, and said: "Your mother died in a shipwreck, and I was busy with my duties as a lighthouse keeper, and I neglected your teaching. You don't want to travel, and you don't want Go to school, just want to stay here, Arthur, this is not good..."

Arthur's lips moved, and he said: "I don't know why, but I just have a kind of attachment to the sea. When I think of going to a place without the sea, I feel a little afraid."

"That's just because you are unfamiliar with such a place, maybe you will feel different when you go to see it?" Schiller looked at Arthur and said, he paused, and then said: "Exactly, I There is an academic conference in California, in order to repay you, I invited me to drink fish soup, and I can take you around."

Old Curry's eyes lit up when he heard the academic conference. He has lived in this city all his life, and the word academic has never been associated with him.

In other words, everyone in this city has nothing to do with this word. This is just an inconspicuous small town on the east coast. Very few, let alone someone can enter academia.

"You can think about the major you like. If you are really talented in this area, I can ask someone to write a letter of recommendation for you. Maybe you can go to Metropolitan University, or other East Coast universities. Studying in college." By the time Schiller finished speaking, old Curry's eyes had begun to light up.

This simple and gentle lighthouse keeper has the most simple thoughts. He hopes that his children can go to a good school, have a good job, and live a happy life instead of being trapped in this city all his life. Among them, guard the fishing boat and do the hard and dangerous work of a fisherman.

Schiller didn't treat Arthur particularly favorably, but he just considered Arthur's future identity. In the future, he will be the Lord of the Seven Seas, the master of Atlantis, and can be said to be the leader of all creatures in the ocean.

If he can get closer to the life of normal people in the human world, then he will become like Clark, very close to humans, which is good for both parties.

And it would be nice to go to college with Clark, who is close to human beings. The two of them should be able to chat, at least they won't fight like Clark and Bruce every day when they stay together.

Arthur seemed a little flattered. He didn't expect that he would be praised by a university professor. When he was in high school, if he could get a recommendation letter from a famous university professor, all the teachers in high school would praise him. He is a genius.

"Of course, of course you can do this, Arthur, quick... thank you, professor!"

Without waiting for Arthur to speak, Schiller looked down at his watch and said, "I'm afraid we have to leave now. This is an impromptu meeting. In order to discuss a major research result that has just been discovered, I have to drive now." Go to Gotham Airport, then catch a plane, and if you're coming, go pack your bags."

Without waiting for Arthur to express his opinion, the old Curry immediately drove him upstairs and said, "Of course you have to go. I don't know what the climate is like in California. Will it be hotter than here? Then I'll buy it for you." Those T-shirts will come in handy, and by the way, I need to bring antiperspirant..."

Soon, Arthur's luggage was packed. He didn't bring much, he only brought a change of clothes and some daily necessities. Schiller and he walked to the place where he had parked before. After getting in the car, Arthur asked: "Can I still buy air tickets now?"

Schiller glanced down at his watch. It is now past 9 pm. In the 21st century, it would not be a troublesome thing to book tickets at night, but it is different now. It is 1989, and airlines still use on-the-spot purchases. tickets or book by phone.

That is to say, if you want to book the nearest plane ticket now, you have to go to the counter or make a phone call, but after 9:00 p.m. ~IndoMTL.com~ Both the counter and the telephone customer service have already rested, so, It's hard to get votes without using some of the privileges that belong to the rich.

"It doesn't matter," Schiller replied: "I just know a pilot friend who is on call around the clock."

"Pilot? But where can we find the plane?" Arthur asked again.

Half an hour later, in the square of Wayne Manor, Arthur looked at the Bat Fighter that could hardly be called an airplane, and opened his mouth in shock.

"This is an obsolete model, otherwise I wouldn't have lent it to you." After changing his clothes, Batman, who was just about to go out to seek justice, looked at Schiller and said, "Because you found one that is not reliable. pilot."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to Hal who was standing next to him. Hal was still sleepy. He was dragged from the bed by Schiller, and he was still on the verge of half asleep.

Schiller poked him hard with his umbrella and said, "Wake up, you're going to fly a plane."

Hal was startled, woke up, sighed and said: "What do you think? You suddenly want to fly across the entire United States to California in the middle of the night?"

"Of course it's because my annual leave is still a long time away, and I'm planning to change places to see the scenery."

What Schiller said was true. Originally, his annual leave was only 18 days, and more than half of it was taken up. His travel could only be arranged in nearby cities, but now, he has almost a month's leave. Annual leave, why not take a walk far away? He hasn't traveled in America yet.

Finally, the black bat-fighter slowly lifted into the sky, and then disappeared into the night like a shooting star with a "swoosh".

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