The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1200 The Cry of the Lamb ([-])

The night on the west coast is hazy and dreamy, different from the fast-paced traffic on the east coast. The dim sunset is hidden between the hazy and delicate branches of the trees. The light and shadow of the steel forest are elongated at a very fast speed. The shadow was as long as an intercontinental railroad track.

When the slender hand put down the wine glass, there was some anger. Lucifer put down the phone with the other hand. He frowned deeply, picked up the wine glass again, and took a sip of the remaining wine. And do.

"What's wrong with Schiller?" He said with some doubts: "It's endless, and you suddenly hung up on me..."

Lucifer leaned against the bar counter and tapped the counter with his fingers. He looked up as if he was looking at something that didn't exist in the sky. After a few seconds, his eyes slowly widened.

"What's the situation?!" The surprise in Lucifer's tone grew stronger.

"Schiller still... oh, wait, what's going on? Boy, it was just the beginning. Are the two of them sick? How could..."

"My God! Batman! What did you do? You screwed up Schiller's exam and sent him to jail? You're too much!"

"Hey, wait, so, another Schiller personality did it?"

"Oh, so Batman guessed it... Right, Schiller used to tell me that communication is the best way to solve problems..."

"Wait a minute, why was Schiller sent back again? What the hell is Batman doing..."

The expression on Lucifer's face changed several times, and finally stayed on deep doubts.

In fact, Lucifer is not to blame. It is indeed difficult for ordinary people to sort out the series of operations between Schiller and Batman.

In fact, Lucifer is not a person with a strong desire to control. He does not recognize many friends. He does his best to solve his friends' troubles, but he does not interfere with his friends' opinions, nor does he do too much persuasion .

Generally speaking, as long as a friend doesn't ask for it, he will not take the initiative to interfere in the other party's affairs, and will help with his own will.

So, even though he knew that Schiller was trapped by Batman, as long as Schiller didn't take the initiative to speak up, he didn't know.

But this time, Schiller took the initiative to call him and said a few words without beginning and end. Lucifer looked forward along the timeline, but he didn't understand that Schiller and Batman stab me and I stab you What the hell is going on with a knife.

But at least, Lucifer confirmed that Schiller's current situation is not good, and the call Schiller made to him was not just to reminisce about the past, he should need help.

But in most cases, Lucifer is a very cautious person. He feels that he needs to think about ways to help.

He could have just rushed there, beat up Batman, and got Schiller out of jail.

But if this is the case, there is no need for Schiller to say those inexplicable things on the phone, just scold Batman. Anyway, when the two of them usually chat on the phone, Schiller often scolds Batman.

Lucifer carefully recalled what Schiller said "a child has acquired the authority of the father".

At the same time, he raised his head and carefully looked at what happened to Batman during this period of time.

Soon, Lucifer's face turned cold. He narrowed his eyes and picked up the wine glass. The wine in the glass filled up again. He leaned the transparent glass wall against his lips and said in a low voice:

"Patriarchy... patriarchy..."

Lucifer seemed to be in deep thought, and after more than ten minutes, his thoughts returned to reality. He looked at the wine glass in his hand, showed a sneer, and said:

"Arrogance is like me, arrogance is me, Batman, why don't you understand?"

"As arrogant as we are, we always feel pain and sadness for bowing our heads to another person, but we still haven't broken free from the shackles of patriarchy. It's not that we can't, it's just that we don't want to do it."

Lucifer slowly closed his eyes, his golden eyelashes trembled, and when his Adam's apple fell from top to bottom, it was like a drop of liquid falling from the rim of a cup. He took another sip of the wine and said:

"Then, let's see if it's because you are stronger than us, or because you don't love him enough."

When Lucifer put down his glass and stood up, in front of him was no longer the bar counter of the bar, but the cosmic astrolabe surrounded by stars.

The sphere-like universes are neatly arranged together, and the stories in each universe are staged one after another, which is very lively, and the huge angel holds the astrolabe in both hands, like holding a small baby.

The flickering light reflected in his emerald-like eyes, and when a stream of light that was so small that it was almost undetectable passed between the two universes, it was caught by Lucifer.

He showed an inexplicable smile, stretched out a hand, picked up the streamer with his fingertips and pinched it in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Lucifer turned his head to look at a special universe on the edge of the astrolabe. All the universes in the astrolabe are represented as spheres, only it is a light blue cube emitting faint light.

Lucifer knew that the light blue cube on the surface of the universe did not belong to his jurisdiction, it was the creation of another universe, Schiller called it "cosmic cube".

Lucifer raised one hand slightly, and the circular universe floated out of the cube. Lucifer threw the streamer on the other hand towards the spherical universe, a thin light flashed, and the streamer was sent into the universe.

After thinking about it for a while, Lucifer put the universe back into the Cosmic Cube, but moved the Cosmic Cube and the universe together, no longer at the edge of the universe, but closer to the more prosperous center.

Looking at the wonderful events that are happening one after another in the nearby universe, Lucifer showed an interested smile, as if he was looking forward to something.

And the streamer that invaded the universe under his gaze passed through the dark cosmic space at an extremely fast speed, following the rules of the universe, like a bug that fell into the toilet, irresistibly following the dark vortex , to the sinful sewers.

Gotham, at nine o'clock in the evening, the radio in Ford's car uttered two "squeaky" electric sounds, and the host's voice full of vitality sounded in the car:

"Hey, good evening, guys! Welcome to 'Gotham doesn't fucking welcome you to Cars & Guides'! I'm Mike the host!"

"We have been meeting with you for a month, and the good news we want to bring today is that there will be no good news at all in this rotten city!"

"Oh yes, I heard that a little guy named Black Pelican Mouth has been elected as the new star of East Coast rap, let's congratulate him and hope he survives this weekend's gang fight!"

"What else? Oh, yes! The goddamn center dial is blocked again. I don't need to repeat this fact! You just need to remember that whenever Mike's voice comes on the radio, the center dial It must be blocked, because there is no fucking time when the place is not blocked!"

"By the way, I've been getting calls from outlanders recently, asking why the insurance company doesn't pay for car damage caused by shotguns. It's very simple. You go to the person who shot you with the gun, give him some money, and let him If you look at the glass of the insurance company, the insurance company will lose everything."

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa! Of course there are the latest news that the girls are most concerned about, the most exciting news about Gotham, where is that Batman with a hot body, a sexy chin and a nice butt?"

"Go, girls and boys, wherever you can see the roof of the Wayne Building, yes, tonight, he'll be there!"

"Let's cheer together, the night in Gotham belongs to - Batman!!!"

A hand wearing a black glove pressed the button of the radio station, and the moment he heard Batman's name, veins popped up on the back of the slightly aged hand.

Dusk in Gotham is one of the few clear moments in the city of Gotham. Before the night of Gotham was mentioned on the radio, a slender figure appeared on the roof of Wayne Building.

"A little bit to the right, a little bit to the right! Yes, yes, right, standing on the right side of the setting sun, lower your head, yes, that's right, raise your head a little...Okay, this angle is just right, let's take a few pictures first , how about the title 'Heroes of Sunset'?"

"Clark, I have to remind you that Batman's image authorization belongs to the Wayne Group. This is the remuneration Bruce Wayne deserves for funding Batman. All the photos you take cannot be used for a fee."

"Oh, my God! You are simply a vampire, a cunning capitalist!" Clark lowered his hand and yelled helplessly.

Standing on the edge of the roof, Batman wrapped in a cloak took a light step to the side, avoiding the attack of Clark who rushed over suddenly, he turned his head to look at Clark floating in mid-air, and said, "There is no newspaper office in Metropolis." Who has a legal license to use the image of Batman, and if the Wayne Group goes to sue them, who will have their wages deducted?"

"Please, don't do this!" Clark flew to Batman's side, flew around him a few times, looked at him with longing eyes and said: "I promote the image of Batman, which can be regarded as a contribution to Gotham's tourism industry." You have contributed to development, you can't be so ruthless!"

After speaking, Clark went to grab Batman's cape again, but Batman still avoided it expressionlessly.

The two quarreled on the roof for a while, and Batman was crossing his arms and said, "No kidding, you should talk to your editor-in-chief about the authorization fee, which can test how much your work is worth in their eyes. money."

Clark, holding the camera, stood beside him and said, "You'd better not get your hopes up, everyone in the newspaper knows how stingy my editor-in-chief is."

"I plan to cooperate with the Luthor Group to operate a series of Gotham tourism and cultural industries represented by the image of Batman." Batman looked into the distance and said: "He will take back all the copyrights related to the image of Batman in Metropolis, you guys The editor-in-chief will not want to sue the Luthor Group."

"You want to cooperate with Lex??" Clark opened his mouth in surprise, but then he stammered and said:
"Oh, I understand, you are going to sue the illegal media and make copyright income, right? In fact, you are reminding me, reminding the newspaper I work for, and let them remove the magazines that use you as the cover as soon as possible, so that the first Batman If I am on the news, I won’t be implicated.”

"Bruce, I knew I was right. You are so kind, and you are so nice to your friends!"

"Call me Batman."

"Of course, Bruce!"

(End of this chapter)