Chapter 2008: Lighting Up the Dream in My Heart (1)

"Hi, everyone, I'm Spider-Man, I don't think I need to talk nonsense, after all, everyone is Spider-Man, I guess everyone has read the "Gotham Travels" written by the previous Spider-Man, right? I also loved that blog post, so when I actually met a Batman, I chose to go back with him to his hometown of Gotham. ”

"Today is my second day here, but we arrived last night, thanks to an archangel named Lucifer, who thought I was doing well in the game, so he was willing to give me a ride."

"Oh, by the way, as an additional note, we are in transit from heaven, and I waited in the Garden of Eden for more than two hours, and honestly, the fish there are really alive, and I really want to record the scene of the angels fishing for you to see, but unfortunately it is not allowed to be filmed there."

"Okay, okay, I got up early today, I heard that in Gotham City, there will be super criminals in the city even in the early morning, let's see if we will meet acquaintances in Gotham's travels."

"Hey, wait, what's that? Hey, guy in the green dress, don't scribble on the wall, stop! Otherwise, Spider-Man will make you look good! ”

Batman covered his eyes with his fingertips, and he felt a little tinnitus, so he used the device on his hand armor to measure his ear pressure again.

But he understood that it wasn't just his ears, the buzzing sounds that were coming to his brain.

Now Batman feels like he should stop the loss in time, follow his instincts when he first feels regret, and stop causing more trouble, and his instincts have proven to be right.

The biggest difference between Spider-Man from the Schiller universe and other Spider-Men is that he has been studying academics since he graduated, and that he has really been holding back for too long.

No Peter Parker in this world is quiet, and if you feel like the years are quiet, there must be someone else who is fighting for otitis media.

Peter was quiet a lot of the time, because he knew very well that it was not good to be loud in the lab and in the research center, and that nagging in the ears of other researchers could easily affect the results of the experiment, so he held back as much as he could.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't want to talk, even if he holds it for a long time, it's impossible for him to nag at the test tube bottle, which Nick will take to Schiller for a psychological evaluation.

So Peter developed a small hobby, that is, surfing the web on spider apps and various social software, and chatting with other Spider-Man or netizens on live broadcasts.

Because he buried himself in experiments in the research institute during the day, he didn't say a word, and he was really himself at night, so in a similar period of self-release, Peter was much more nagging than other Spider-Mans, and even Gwen, who has always been tolerant and gentle, couldn't stand him a little.

And now it's Batman's turn.

He didn't expect that he had exhausted his calculations, and finally forgot to calculate his medical expenses and mental damages.

The two of them had returned to Gotham together at six o'clock last night, and from the second Peter's feet hit the ground, he had been talking until four o'clock in the morning.

Batman and Batcave Trim is mainly to check the wear and tear of equipment, check the situation in Gotham during your absence, and update and maintain some important equipment.

Wherever he goes, Spider-Man's voice is with him.

Batman never thought that he would one day not be able to concentrate on listening intently to the words that might reveal intelligence, but after midnight, Batman's left ear and right ear were like building a high-speed train, and everything Spider-Man said grazed the cerebral cortex at a very fast speed, slipped away from the other side, and disappeared in the wind.

After Batman accidentally scratches the device for the third time, he throws Spider-Man out.

And before making this decision, Batman actually thought about it very seriously, for Gotham's criminals, such an act can be called humanitarian, you must know that he didn't think about this issue when he discounted the criminal's limbs.

On the screen, Spider-Man has already captured the Riddler, apparently asking the Riddler to erase the graffiti on the wall.

After watching it for a while, Batman decided to study cross-world communication technology.

Spider-Man's photos of riddles have been retweeted thousands of times on the Spider app's forums, and the hundreds of comments below are all sorts of Spider-Man calling out "that's cool".

One hand tapped the heart underneath the photo, Stark took his phone a little away, took off his glasses, and looked at Steve, who was sorting out his equipment in the tool room next to him.

Stark leaned back hard, glanced at Steve's state, and returned to his normal standing position as if nothing had happened, and as soon as he turned to leave, Steve said.

"You'd better not try to run away, Tony, you know Nick won't let us go, it's half past two in the afternoon, remember?"

Stark let out a long sigh, held the bar with one hand, tapped his fingers on the countertop and said, "Didn't Schiller just get him a lot of money?" What is there to talk about when everyone comes together? ”

Stark rolled his eyes and continued, "Everybody knows I don't like meetings, but if the organizers of every conference can get straight to the point in the first second of the meeting and finish the important things in the fastest way and in the most concise language, I will love meetings." ”

"You know that's impossible." Steve looked down and buckled the velcro on his gloves, and with a click, the back door to the tool room opened, and an arm made of steel entered.

Steve took the chainsaw from the toolboard next to him and handed it to Bucky, who was covered in cold, then looked back at Stark, who turned to leave, and said, "Nick made it clear that the two of us are going together, and he wants me to watch you put on your armor in case you only sent a tin can like last time, and you don't know where to go." ”

"Does it make any difference? My Warframe records all the meetings and can even distill them to the point, which is a huge time saver for everyone. ”

"But it won't work, Tony, and the biggest technical difficulty is that you can't convince Nick at all."

"But Schiller did it every time, and he didn't go to a couple of team meetings."

"Because he's a psychiatrist, his job is to convince other people." Steve put down what he was holding, walked out of the tool room and walked across from Stark and said, "I guess this time Nick is not entirely to study what is happening in the fighting world, I saw a group of people who don't look like agents entering and leaving S.H.I.E.L.D., and Nick should be negotiating with them." ”

"And you made a promise for me without my consent that I would go."

Steve looked a little helpless, he stretched out his hands and said, "Okay, it's me who is bad, but Jarvis needs your help lately, and you need S.H.I.E.L.D. to deal with the leader of the mutants, otherwise his proposal won't go well." ”

Stark's attention was immediately diverted, and when it came to Jarvis and Wanda, Stark was in a lawsuit, but it was obviously very good to convince him, so he nodded and said, "Okay, but now there is an hour before the meeting, I'll go over there for a drink, will you come?" ”

"No, Bucky is helping the Falcon with ground positioning training, I need to help in the backyard, remember not to drink too much, if Nick finds out you don't have a brain......"

"Got it, got it."

Stark waved impatiently and turned to walk towards his seat, and when Steve walked back to the tool room, he found Bucky leaning against the back door looking at him.

Finding Steve back, Bucky smiled and said, "Getting more and more proficient, huh?" ”

"If I go on like this, I can get a psychology license." Steve sighed, re-attached the somewhat heavy chainsaw back to the toolboard, and the two of them went out the back door together.

Hurried footsteps rang out in the hallway, slightly dim lights flickered on one by one, and Nick pushed open the door to the conference room, and the light suddenly brightened.

The first thing he saw was Stark leaning against the wall, and he nodded to Steve next to him with satisfaction, but when he got closer, he smelled the wine, and frowned slightly dissatisfied.

"Don't look at me like that, you've gotten enough nonsense before getting down to business enough for me to drink to kill my sorrows." Stark was listless and out of the world, but he still didn't forget to scare people.

And after Nick walked in, Schiller actually came, which made Stark a little surprised, could it be that Nick was really going to talk about something big today?

Everyone in the Avengers knew that this psychiatrist actually didn't like meetings, and even Nick's level of speech had reached the point where Hydra was intimidating and the KGB was talking about it, and no one in the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. liked meetings.

Unlike them, however, Schiller was always able to find all sorts of good reasons to skip meetings, and it was undoubtedly the highest on the wish list of abilities that many agents would most like in their next lives.

Stark, who was almost sober, turned his head to see that this time the people were really in order, everyone in the Avengers came, and even the trained reservists, that is, those young heroes, were sitting in their chairs with a little excitement.

Pity them, not knowing what they have to face, Stark thinks that Nick is the best at killing all the passion for saving the world and the illusion of a just cause.

"Alright." Nick patted the table and said, "We're almost there, so I'll say a few words." ”

Stark fell asleep.

By the time he woke up again, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and the conference room could not be said to be a person, but only that the atmosphere was at a climax - the atmosphere of Nick alone.

At four-ten-a.m., Nick finally summed up the work of this period of time, and then spent another twenty minutes looking to the future, and finally got down to business.

At this time, Schiller had just woken up.

Steve, who had been awake for a long time but had been sleepy, gave Schiller a thumbs up, and being able to accurately parachute on the progress bar was also an enviable enough skill.

"Wake up! Don't sleep!! Nick began to roar again, apparently there were many more who had failed to parachute and crashed on the spot, mostly young heroes who had already been sleep-deprived.

"Ahem." Nick cleared his throat and said, "It is conceivable that the focus of our work in the future will definitely be on the fighting world, but before that, we have to deal with the real world things properly, and one of the most important things is - copyright." ”

"Disney, the world's largest entertainment company, approached me, and they were willing to buy the rights to use all the superheroes under S.H.I.E.L.D. for tens of billions of dollars a year, and to shoot movies and sell merchandise, what do you think?"

(End of chapter)