In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 881: Starry (26)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

Peter shook his head vigorously, and then closed his eyes forcefully until his eyebrows and eyelids were squeezed into a line. After reopening his eyes, the tears on the eyelashes blurred into a shining halo.

Peter saw that his arm was waving in front of his eyes, but it was not until a few seconds later that he regained control of his body. The next second, he bounced up and made a defensive posture, but I found that my spider sensor didn't ring.

He was very familiar with the faces of the three people in front of him, namely Nick Fury, Coulson and Dr. Dora who should have died a long time ago.

What's even more strange is that each of them has a halo above their heads, which is emitting bright light at this time.

For a moment, Peter felt that his brain was no longer turning. He looked down at his hand and found that it was no different from what he remembered.

He opened his mouth again, and found that his voice was a bit delayed. When he wanted to stand up straight, at the moment of exerting force, he found that he was floating, Peter's eyes widened in shock, but Then, he was caught by a net used to catch insects.

The three people with halos on their heads immediately approached, and Nick said, "I knew that even Spider-Man would definitely fly when he first came here, so it was normal for me to fly, right? ?”

Coulson looked at Peter and said, "Really, I lost again. I thought that Spider-Man's body coordination is relatively strong, so he wouldn't make such mistakes."

Dr. Dora pushed his glasses and said: "If you have time to bet here, why don't you go to the laboratory to help, let's go."

After speaking, Dr. Dora was about to leave. Schiller took away the bug net. Peter stood up. He looked back at Schiller and asked, "Dr. Schiller, what's going on here? Am I dead? ? This is heaven?? But... why are you here?!"

"This is indeed heaven." Schiller replied flatly, "But my aperture is used for other things, so I don't look like an angel."

"But...but you didn't die, did you? Aren't you in Washington? Oh, God, doctor, did you die too?!" Peter's brain was still a little chaotic when he just regained consciousness. I didn't understand the current situation at all, so my thinking was chaotic.

Schiller came up, put his arms around Peter's shoulders and said, "Don't worry, you are a guest from afar, let us introduce you to the place where you will live next—heaven."

Peter, who was still in a dazed state, was led by Schiller, walked out of this place full of bright halos, and then came to a beautiful church.

The entire sanctuary is very wide, and when a few people walk in it, they are like a few small dots, like the dust of the universe, they appear very small.

On both sides of the golden sanctuary, there are six huge statues of gods. Banners with different patterns are hung behind the statues. There is a fountain in the center of the sanctuary, and a gate at the front.

Peter's mind was slowly waking up, he recalled a moment, and then said, "Wait a minute, this is heaven?? But... why is this decoration style a bit like Karma Taj?"

"That's your illusion." Schiller said immediately, he quickened his pace, and led Peter to the gate. After the gate was opened, there was a square outside.

The stone road made of rocks has a natural atmosphere. On the tall bushes, in addition to blooming roses, grape vines and various vines, butterflies and dragonflies are flying.

Bulky stone pillars stand on both sides of the road, and the metal iron frame flower pavilion is supported on the stone pillars. There are many plants climbing on them, and small flowers are blooming one after another at this time.

Walk along the tree-shaded road. In the center of the square is a large garden centered on a fountain. The well-trimmed shrubs spread out around the fountain, dividing the entire square into several parts. .

Passing by the fountain, Peter took a look at the statue above. It was not the statue of a little angel or goddess that is common in New York. On the contrary, it was a sculpture of a sailboat riding the wind and waves.

Peter recalled it again, and then said: "Why is this a bit of Nordic style? This kind of statue is only used by fishing and hunting peoples?"

Schiller immediately reached out, turned Peter's head in one direction, and said, "That's just a decoration, let's go this way."

Peter still wanted to look back, but Schiller had already pulled him to turn a corner. Walking along this road, Peter saw a magical building, which was a pyramid half floating in the air.

The lower part of the pyramid is very solidly located on the ground. Peter saw the face of the Sphinx on it, but the tip part of it floated up. Peter rubbed his eyes and still Thought I was hallucinating.

When he came to the gate of the pyramid, Peter opened his mouth wide, looked up at the huge Sphinx, and said, "I've wanted to travel to Egypt for a long time. It's really so big..."

"Hello, newcomer, I am indeed this big." The Sphinx said.

Peter jumped up on the spot, and then flew into the air again. Schiller had to take out the insect net and threw it down again. He warned: "Peter, if you haven't adapted to the state of your soul, , don’t jump around, you fly up, be careful to hit the Pegasus.”

"Oh, I'm sorry." Peter immediately apologized instinctively, but then he shouted again: "But!!! Why did the Sphinx speak??!!"

"I ask you, can spiders fly?" Schiller looked at him and asked.

Peter shook his head instinctively, and Schiller said again: "You are already flying, why don't you let the Sphinx speak?"

"Sphinx, please open the door for us, newcomers need to register." Schiller waved at the Sphinx.

The Sphinx nodded with a smile, and with a "bang", the door at the bottom of the pyramid opened. After walking in, Peter realized that this was not the narrow passage he had imagined, but another wide one. hall.

The carpet full of Persian style is spread from the entrance to the end of the hall. Twelve pillars support the entire hall. The pillars are surrounded by circles of candles, adding a mysterious atmosphere when the candles are on and off.

One low table after another was neatly arranged between the pillars. Peter saw many humanoid creatures with black dog heads moving between these tables. They said that Peter couldn't understand this kind of thing at all. language, but Peter understood them.

"An Egyptian **** is revived! Report at 2 o'clock tomorrow afternoon! Master Anubis said that this is his relative, please be polite when receiving..."

"Asgard's Hall of Valor has resurrected two, ah, wait a minute, it's one, and one of them won't be here for a while, who will receive him? No one will go? But, even if you don't like those warriors any more, this is the same. Your work..."

"Heaven one! Let me see... This afternoon, oh, right now, who is it? Who will receive it? Will you be late again?"

"Recently, there are too many quotas in heaven. The first resurrected human being was taken to Lord Ambis because of his dark complexion. Don't make any mistakes, the soul of human beings. It's very fragile, if it breaks, it will be bad..."

"Peter Parker! Is Peter Parker here?! Human Peter Parker! Are you dead? What's going on? Why aren't you dead yet? Really, I'm late again..."

"Peter Parker is here." Schiller raised his hand and shouted, the kobold who was looking around for the target, saw that it was Schiller, and immediately greeted him, he said: "Master Archangel, this Is it the new angel Peter Parker? Come with me, let's register first, and then go to the nearby temple to get the equipment..."

Peter felt that his mind had turned into a mess now, and he was completely unable to think. The thoughts that had just woken up were disturbed again. After all, the situation in front of him was completely beyond the scope of his understanding.

He could only follow Schiller step by step, along a side door of the temple, and came to another room.

Sitting behind the table was a huge hippopotamus. At this time, she was writing with a quill in her chubby hand. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she raised her head and let out an exclamation.

"Oh, my God! Schiller! You are here! I was just about to ask you, your paradise has accepted many people in the past few months, and you really have enough places to go Resurrect them?"

"Don't forget, human souls are not the same as the souls of our gods. Your souls are much more fragile. If you stay here for a long time, you will not be able to adapt when you return to your body."

"Thank you for your concern, Goddess. In fact, they haven't filled my resurrection quota yet. After all, Heaven's resurrection business has just opened. Unlike you, the quota that has been accumulated for tens of thousands of years has not yet been fulfilled. That's why it looks overcrowded."

"Oh, don't mention it now!" Goddess Hippo immediately wailed, and said, "Anubis just told me that he missed a group of people from 3,000 years ago, and our quota is even tighter!"

"Hey, this is Peter Parker, right?" The hippopotamus grinned and greeted him with a smile. She grabbed Peter's arm and said with a smile, "Sure enough, he is a great guy. Before, Schiller mentioned you I knew that you must be a good boy..."

"Come on, boy, I'm going to register you, how old are you? Where do you go to school? ... NYU? God! You must be doing well in your studies, right? I have a son who also goes to NYU ..."

"What? You live not far from Forest Avenue in Midtown? I have a daughter who lives there too! Do you have a girlfriend? Then she must be a good girl, come, let me see your soul ..."

"God Amon! Why is your soul so energetic? Let me see your heart of good and evil... Oh my god~IndoMTL.com~There are kind people like you in this world, hurry up Come here, boy, come sit down and fill out this form..."

The Hippo Goddess led Peter to her desk, sat Peter down, handed him a form and said, "Don't be nervous, fill it out slowly, I'll get you some snacks..."

After finishing speaking, she smiled and nodded to Schiller next to him, and Schiller also nodded to her with a smile. The future class teacher.

Peter's movements were a bit stiff, and then, after seeing the form, his expression became even more stiff, because the first question on that form was: "Excuse me, how did you die?"

Continuing to look down on this question, the second question is the time of death, followed by the gods you believe in, the scheduled resurrection time, life expectancy after resurrection, and so on.

Peter's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, but at this time, Schiller came up, tilted the paper slightly, pointed to the things on the paper and said, "I'll teach you how to fill in, come on, dead Fill in the time truthfully, the gods you believe in are the beliefs you belong to, you should be a Protestant, so just fill in God..."

"Appoint the time of resurrection... Fill it in immediately, write down the life expectancy after resurrection, you can write 100 years, you can also write 200 years, this has no effect at all..."

"Didn't the soul activity be tested just now? Just write it as excellent. You don't need to fill in the item of good and evil. Come here and summarize your life in a few sentences..."

"No, there is no need to start writing from elementary school, mainly write your grades, this is for applying for resurrection, but because the quota in heaven is relatively generous, so you don't have to line up, just write whatever you want..."