There are countless burglaries in the hellish place of Hell's Kitchen, but Schiller has never heard of a thief in Hell's Kitchen who would stare at stealing not only cakes, but also ground coffee, soda crackers, and jam.

Is this thief the reincarnation of a hungry ghost? Stealing four pounds of cake a day isn't enough, it's also going to be paired with half a pound of soda crackers, two cans of ground coffee and three bottles of jam.

Nor is he afraid to prop himself to death, Schiller thought.

Of course, although it wasn't a big deal, Schiller still had to catch the thief and figure out how he had stolen it.

Schiller made a trap and placed it in the least frequented warehouse of the house with the thief's favorite cake and a little fear gas, waiting for the thief to take the bait.

While waiting for the decoy to take effect, Schiller wrote the story he would use to fool the Ancient One in a notebook.

Instilling the concept of the King in Yellow into the Ancient One is not Schiller's untargeted purpose, in the worldview of the Marvel Universe, there are countless various cosmic demon gods, such as the Trinity Weishan Emperor, the Ancient One is with the help of his power.

The origin of Cthulhu in Marvel is relatively scattered, some say that it is the embodiment of nothingness, and some say that it is the blood and tears of the universe, they are not a unified race, and they look basically strange.

The real Cthulhu literature is more systematic, and it all starts with the demon leader Azathos, but Schiller and the ancient one mentioned another system, that is, a cursed play that Chambers once fictionalized in his short stories - "The King in Yellow".

The premise of this script is a little more unreal and romantic than the Cthulhu Mythos, in the distant Alderiades, on Lake Harry in the ancient city of Calcosa, an ancient outer god, the King of the Yellow Cole, who is imprisoned as the fall of two black suns, and is later set to represent the "wind" of the Old Dominators, and becomes a mortal enemy of Cthulhu.

And the most well-known is the Yellow Seal, a mark that belongs to him in the setting of the King in Yellow - the Yellow Seal.

But in fact, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that Schiller needs to have a reasonable identity to talk to the ancient one.

He can use his role as a psychiatrist to talk to Stark, or he can play the role of Spider's life mentor, or it doesn't matter if Daredevil treats him as a criminal.

But Gu Yi is different, if Schiller does not have a mysterious and powerful enough identity, then this powerful supreme mage will not listen to him.

Since Schiller has read the comics, he knows that in the worldview of the Marvel Universe, there are also old rulers, and now he reminds the ancient one, and if the ancient one goes to verify, she will find that everything that Schiller's Hasta said is true, there was a group of blind and stupid old rulers imprisoned in an extra dimension, but no one knows if they will return to Earth.

As long as Gu Yi has three points of faith in the identity of the King in Yellow played by Schiller, Schiller can get a lot of information he wants from Gu Yi.

While waiting for the thief trap to take effect, Schiller intermittently completed the setting of the Aldebariades, after all, to fool the Supreme Mage, his identity and background must at least be self-justifying.

And the thief didn't make Schiller wait long,

On a dark and windy night, in Hell's Kitchen, where there was a rare absence of gunshots, Schiller was lying in bed, half-asleep, when he heard a loud bang coming from the warehouse downstairs.

He immediately came to his senses, knowing that the trap he had laid had taken effect, but he really didn't expect that he could really catch this thief with a piece of cake.

He tiptoed downstairs and didn't turn on the lights, because if the other party had a gun and found him coming down, he would definitely aim at this side in advance. For his own safety, when Schiller walked to the other side of the corridor, he planned to use the flash to teleport directly, so that he could catch the other party off guard.

Just as he was about to flash, he suddenly found that the door of the warehouse was open, could it be that this thief was not controlled by fear gas? Can you even open the door and walk out on your own? That's a bit of a bad thing.

Schiller gave up on flashing, because once the teleportation passed, not only would the thief have to react for a while, but Schiller himself would have about two seconds to accept the unfamiliar environment, which he did every time he teleported.

He noticed that the thief did not seem to notice him, and he crept up against the wall and walked down the corridor, only to find an extremely short, about the height of a man's calf, and a round figure came out of the crack in the door, and complained as he walked: "Damn! Am I drunk? Why does this cake stink like a biogas digester? ”

Schiller looked at the figure, stopped talking, and then he turned around, reached for the switch of the light, and with a "snap", turned the light on.

The round creature on the opposite side screamed, and instantly landed on all fours and wanted to run, Schiller stretched out his right hand, a telekinesis spell, and the creature was directly caught in his hand.

Schiller's face was ugly and he felt the plush touch in his hand, and in his hand was a yellow, round, fat, and lightning-bolt tail with two long ears—Pikachu.

"Shit! Put me down! Don't touch me with your dirty hands! What's going on with you?! How can you catch me? Let go of me!! ”

Now Schiller's face is ugly with a capital letter, he never dreamed that in such a serious, even slightly dark story, how could there be a yellow-haired electric rat?

Suddenly, he felt that Pikachu's screaming voice was vaguely familiar, wasn't this Deadpool's dubbing?

Schiller remembered with some horror that there is indeed a movie about Pikachu in Hollywood, that is, "Detective Pikachu", and Pikachu in this movie is indeed the same voice as Deadpool.

Schiller took a deep breath, he turned Pikachu around, then grabbed its two small short hands and said, "You stole my cake, soda crackers, ground coffee, and jam?" ”

Pikachu's eyes rolled slightly, and its cute and explosive face actually showed a disgusted expression very humanely, and said in Deadpool's voice: "Hey, man, I really don't know why your taste is so bad, the soda cookies you bought turned out to be butter-free, unpalatable, and that jam, how can you like strawberry jam?" That's not to my taste, and the next time you're done cutting the cake, can you not put the cake knife on top of the cake? Did you know that's actually dirty? ”

Schiller carried Pikachu in one hand and covered his eyes with the other, which was really a huge mental pollution for him, and he was really powerless to refute in the face of Pikachu's complaints, because his tastes were indeed different from those of real Americans.

"Listen, you thief, first of all, you have stolen my food again and again, and second, you don't even feel a little guilty, it seems that you are a repeat offender......"

"Come on." Pikachu waved his hand, and he said, "Obviously you are not a normal person, and there is no ordinary person who can talk to a mouse calmly after seeing him speak." ”

Schiller pursed his lips and stared at Pikachu, mainly because of Pikachu's appearance, which gave him a huge impact on his worldview.

You know, he just chatted with Batman about his life ideals in Gotham, where the painting style is extremely dark, and in a blink of an eye, this yellow mouse with a mouthful of Deadpool appeared in front of him, which made Schiller not have a brain short circuit?

Does he have to go for a walk in the surrounding grass next? After collecting all the Pokémon companions, go to the various gyms?

This style of painting is completely wrong, right?!!

What's more, although this yellow electric rat is only the height of a human calf, it has a mouth like Deadpool!

Deadpool's worst place in his body!

It's good that I didn't learn at all!

Remove its essence and take its dross!

This reminded Schiller of the comic pages that were taken up by Deadpool's words box at every turn when he read comics in his previous life, and now Deadpool's version of Pikachu, Deadpool, and Spider are all together......

Schiller felt that if he lived in a comic, he would probably be blocked so that he couldn't even see his face.

And he remembered that in the Hollywood version of "Detective Pikachu", Pikachu's setting is practical and practical in the Japanese game of the same name, and Pikachu here is not a cute thing who can only pick up Pika, but a detective with an uncle's voice, judging from Pikachu's reaction just now, he is indeed not low IQ, and he is definitely not a simple pet.

After a while, Schiller and Pikachu sat face to face on the sofa, Pikachu took his little short hand and held a cup of coffee, and said: "Actually, I don't have any memory, I only remember that after a flash of light, I fell into a garbage truck, and it took a lot of effort to climb out, I was hungry, and I walked for a long time, but the streets were closed, and I couldn't get in, only you, the back door of your warehouse didn't seem to be closed tightly, and after I came in, I found the refrigerator along the corridor...... Of course, it was my fault to steal, but I was so hungry that I would pay you for the cake if I had made money. ”

Schiller applauded him, and then said: "I have to say, as a mouse, your consciousness is really terrifying, if the rats of the world can be as polite as you, then mankind will not have to invent so many rodenticides." ”

"So you put rodenticide next to the cake today? It stinks, and honestly, it almost killed me. ”

"Actually, it's not a rodenticide, it's actually a little more scary than a rodenticide...... Forget it, you're just a rat anyway. ”

Schiller put down his coffee cup, stared at Pikachu curiously, and said:

"So, will you do that?"

"What? What will I be? Pikachu looked at him quizzically.

Schiller looked at the cute yellow face with an extremely human expression, and his heart was simply mixed, and he said, "That's it......"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Okay, Pikachu, listen, you said you want to earn money to compensate you for the food you stole, but I don't think anyone else besides me would accept a yellow mouse who can only speak human words to work, so if you want to compensate me for my losses, you can only stay with me to work, and if you want to get a chance to work, you have to show your boss what you are talented, right?"

"Oh, I see, you mean discharge, right? This is my housekeeping skill, with me, you can pay at least half of the electricity bill a month, but I was too hungry before, and now I haven't recovered, so I don't think I can release 100,000 volts, but it's still okay to charge your mobile phone......"

As he spoke, it landed on its four short legs and ran to the table with a swish, it jumped on the table, took out Schiller's charging phone, and then ran back to the couch with the phone to show Schiller.

As soon as Pikachu's lightning-shaped tail stretched out, and the lightning flashed all over his body, Schiller's phone screen lit up, showing that it was charging, but not fast.

Pikachu seemed to be trying to show his ability, he hugged the phone tightly, shook his tail vigorously, and then stretched hard, the electric light buzzed all over his body, and the phone charged at a rapid rate, charging 10% in almost a second, just a second before Schiller stopped it, the phone let out a "bang!!" There was a loud bang.

Pikachu's yellow fur was blown black, and a puff of black smoke came out of his mouth, and then he helplessly glanced down at the mobile phone that had exploded in his arms, and said, "It seems that you can only allow me to work here, otherwise I am afraid that I will not be able to compensate for it in my life." ”

Schiller covered his forehead and said, "Your performance is so wonderful that I was amazed, I really didn't expect that there is such a good charging socket in the world." ”

Pikachu could hear his yin and yang weirdness, and just as he wanted to speak, Schiller said, "Okay, but that's not what I'm going to see." ”

"So what do you want to see? What other talents do I have? I don't know how ...... myself."

"Of course you know, that's the ......"

Schiller stared at Pikachu with blazing eyes, and Pikachu suddenly showed a complicated look, like eating.

Reluctantly, under Schiller's gaze, it spun around, then jumped onto the back of the couch and let out a loud—

“PIKA——PIKA！！！！”

Schiller was satisfied.