Chapter 633 Is This the Professor of Gotham University? (Part 1)

Sitting in the Batfighter, Arthur looked out through the small window beside him. As he looked, he found something wrong. He asked, "Isn't this plane a little too fast?"

"Have you been on other planes?" Schiller asked.

"I haven't, but the planes that land in Gotham will fly over the sea of ​​Blüdhaven. I can see them occasionally. I think they must not fly so fast."

"That's because I have good driving skills!" Hal shouted in the cockpit in front. Schiller shook his head and said, "Don't listen to him. The planes you see are because they are about to land and the speed is too slow. Normally flying planes are not that slow. This is the normal speed."

Arthur nodded, not quite understanding, but Schiller stood up and walked to the refrigerator in the cabin to find something to eat. The bowl of fish soup was indeed delicious, but because Schiller didn't like grilled fish and fish soup, he didn't eat much for dinner and was a little hungry now.

Arthur raised his head and looked around the interior of the plane, looking a little curious. He said, "This is my first time on a plane. My classmates must not believe that I can fly so high."

"Besides, this plane is too luxurious, isn't it?" Arthur stood up slightly, then sat down again, tested the sofa cushion under his buttocks, and said, "My sofa at home is not so soft, and when I came in just now, did you see a bed?"

Yes, the entire cabin of the Bat Fighter looks like a private aircraft structure that has been condensed into its essence. Not only is it smaller in size, but it also has sofas, tables and chairs, refrigerators and beds.

At this moment, Hal appeared in the cabin. He stretched and said, "Oh my God, it's already early morning. I should be sleeping in bed... Forget it, I'll go to sleep first."

"Oh, there's a bed there." Arthur pointed to the bed next to him. Suddenly, he looked at Hal in horror and said, "Why are you here???!!! Aren't you flying a plane?!!!!"

Hal waved his hand disdainfully and said, "This plane can fly automatically. I just set a target point. It will automatically fly to the vicinity of the destination. Just call the tower when landing."

Arthur was even more surprised, but Hal tightened his jacket, fell headfirst into the bed, and soon snored. It seemed that he was really sleepy.

As for why he was so sleepy, Schiller didn't need to guess, of course, it was because of the fight with Clark.

Originally, Schiller thought that the relationship between Green Lantern and Superman would be very good, but in fact, they still had different ideas, and because they were relatively evenly matched, they often fought out of the solar system.

Although the energy of the green light can be restored at any time, mental fatigue cannot be recovered quickly. Just a few hours before being caught by Schiller to fly the plane, Hal and Clark had just returned from Pluto, and he only lost to Clark with half a move and nine punches.

Schiller opened the refrigerator and found that the inventory inside was really rich, and it was obvious that Alfred had stuffed it in. This butler can be said to have full life skills. In the not-so-large refrigerator, every bit of space was used to the extreme.

There are processed beef, salmon, tuna and lamb chops in the frozen layer, and a variety of vegetables that can be used for salads or sandwiches in the cold layer, as well as a variety of delicious canned foods, and they are not the kind of foods on the market that are added with a lot of spices. At first glance, they are special canned foods for the rich.

The corn kernels, cherry tomatoes, and beans are all very fresh. They should have been put in today, or even picked this morning. There are also a lot of butter, light cream, and cream cheese. More importantly, there is a large piece of cheddar cheese, which looks very tempting.

It was late at night, and Schiller decided to have something light, so he made a vegetable salad with lettuce, kale and tomatoes, fried two salmon with olive oil, and made two thin sliced ​​beef sandwiches without cheese.

The plane also had a mini kitchen. Although there was only a fixed grill pan and a cooking table, it was enough to make some simple dishes.

After serving the dishes, Arthur was even more surprised. He swallowed his saliva, but in the end he couldn't resist the aroma of the roasted beef, so he took a big bite of a sandwich.

Schiller also took a bite of the sandwich, and then he sighed that it was great to have a lot of money. The quality of the beef was completely wasted by slicing it thinly. Even if he cut the beef so thinly, it was still tender and juicy.

Arthur had never eaten beef of such good quality. He ate the beef sandwich in a few bites, but when it was salmon's turn, he couldn't eat it anymore and put down his fork after one bite. Schiller looked at him and asked, "What's wrong? Don't you like fish?"

"The quality of this salmon is not good, not bad, but a little stale. Is it cold?" Arthur asked.

Schiller nodded, and Arthur introduced, "I like to eat fresh salmon, and I prefer to eat raw salmon slices. I don't like them with mustard. I prefer to eat it with Brudhaven's unique fisherman's hot sauce. It will make your teeth fall out."

"If I have a chance, I must try it." Schiller took a bite of the fried salmon. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, he felt that the salmon was really not that delicious.

After a while, Hal got up. It wasn't that he really woke up, but he was awakened by the aroma of Schiller's fried and grilled food. But when he woke up, the two of them had finished their midnight snacks, so he could only go to the refrigerator to find something and start cooking.

"Speaking of handling seafood, you are all amateurs." Hal said while working on the cooking table: "Where is the most famous seaside city in the world? It's my hometown Seaside City, which is the best seaside tourist city in the world..."

"Nonsense, Brudhaven is the best..." Arthur denied, but his tone was a little unconfident, because what Hal said was true. Seaside City can be said to be a high-end luxury version of Brudhaven, which is much higher than a seaside town like Brudhaven.

That is a truly global tourist city, with food, beautiful scenery, and humanities all at the top level in the world. It also has the longest and purest coastline on the West Coast. The city is also very large, with a full range of supporting facilities, and the pace of developing tourism is also at the forefront of the United States.

"I haven't been back to California for a long time." Hal said while cutting beef: "This name is a little strange to me. If you go to the West Coast, you will understand that it is completely different from the East Coast."

"There is not such a fast pace of life there. It is leisurely, romantic and full of sentiment. Whether it is the beach or the desert, whether it is people or scenery, it is the best there."

"Your hometown is in California?" Arthur asked. He really didn't know that Seaside City was in California. He thought Seaside City was also an East Coast city.

"Of course, so I was a little surprised when I heard that Schiller was going to California, but I have to say that you made the best decision. My old family said that as long as you have more than 10 days of vacation, you must go to Seaside City, otherwise it will be a waste of your vacation time."

Hal always talked about his hometown. It can be seen that he is more attached to his hometown than Arthur. He said: "At that time, the economy of the West Coast was not developed enough. When people mentioned it, they always only remembered Los Angeles."

"But after the gold rush, people knew that in addition to Los Angeles, there was no other place in the world. In addition to Los Angeles, there is a city that is a lost pearl on the west coast. That is my hometown, Seaside City, where there is the most beautiful coastline, the most beautiful sunshine, palm trees and beaches. "

"The food there is definitely not inferior to Los Angeles. After we land, I must take you to my favorite Tagin restaurant. The sea bass dinner there will make you eat your tongue..."

After that, Hal brought up the beef cubes and stewed bean soup he had just fried, then took two slices of fried toast, added cheese, put the beef and beans in, and took a big bite.

"This way of eating is quite strange. Is it also from Seaside City?" Schiller asked.

"It's about the same, but I prefer to call it a pilot meal. All pilots in our area like to eat this way. The main reason is that the beef toast and beans are easy to preserve. It tastes good. You can try it."

Schiller took a spoon and took a sip of the bean soup. It tasted good, but it was light. However, considering that pilots do have to control their diet and cannot eat too much oil or salt, the taste was still good.

After the three of them had eaten and drunk their fill, they began to doze off on the sofa. The night outside the plane was low, and the lights of the city blurred into an orange-red color in their sleepy vision, just like mixed paint splashed on the dark blue starry sky curtain.

When Schiller opened his eyes again, the city was close outside the window of the plane, and Hal had disappeared. Schiller leaned over and saw that he was controlling the plane in the cockpit, which meant that they might be landing soon.

Arthur was actually right. The Bat Fighter was much faster than ordinary passenger planes. In just a moment, Schiller could already see the indicator lights of the tower. As soon as the plane landed, Schiller began to applaud.

Hal walked out of the cockpit, looked at Schiller and asked, "Why are you clapping? I didn't do anything..."

"I'm just thanking you for not doing anything."

After that, Schiller got off the plane with his luggage, and Arthur also got off the plane. As soon as he came out of the plane's cabin door, Schiller felt a wave of heat coming towards him. Although it is still April, the latitude of the seaside city is lower, so it is already very hot.

As soon as Schiller got off the plane, he heard the tower staff talking: "Who is this rich guy who decorated his private plane like this? I have seen tigers and lions painted, but I have never seen bats painted..."

"Who knows? Some people in this world like tigers, some like lions, so it's not strange that some people like bats?"

Schiller heard Hal behind him lower his voice and say: "No, that's too strange."

Schiller turned around and said: "It's not strange, the strange thing is the person disguised as a bat."

At this time, Arthur, who was walking at the back, shrugged his nose and said:

"Let's go quickly, I can smell the breath coming from the sea breeze."

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