Chapter 2309 Gotham Music Festival (Twenty-Two)

At the door of the guest room of the Stanis Hotel, not far from the Wayne Hotel, a big black man stared at the invitation in his hand in surprise. He looked at the waiter who delivered the letter and said in a very obvious West Coast accent: "Are you sure this is for me? Are you sure?"

"Your name is on the invitation, sir." The waiter said with a very good attitude and a smile on his face, and gestured with his hands.

The big black man turned the invitation over, but the first thing that caught his eye was not the complicated cursive English. A pattern of waves and ships combined on the front of the black invitation showed a shining gold. The black man wiped it with his hand and found that it was a real hot stamping process.

Then he found his own name below, The Notorious, and under the nickname was his real name, Christopher Wallace, which was also not short.

Biggie has been away from this name for a long time. Except for his mother, no one calls him Christopher anymore. Since his last album became famous, the whole world has forgotten the black boy who had been in prison several times, and has turned to chasing after the real tough guy in the East Coast rap world.

Turning the invitation over, Christopher found that there was a line of small words on the lower left corner of the back of the invitation, "Atlantis welcomes you."

It was not until then that Christopher snorted coldly. He knew that those rednecks in the upper class would never invite a black rapper to perform. It turned out to be a gambling ship.

This ship is quite famous on the East Coast. The reason is that it is the only gambling ship that has avoided all the inspections of the East Coast Coast Police and the National Guard. It can be called the Holy Land of East Coast gamblers.

Of course, there are many similar gambling ships all over the world, and there are many more luxurious ones than this one. In order to squeeze every bit of money from the gamblers, they will drive the ship as far as possible and prepare all the necessities of life on the ship, and they will be away for several months.

The so-called high seas gambling in the movie actually refers to these gambling ships, and most of the gamblers who participate in them are either rich or noble. Every gambling game costs a lot of money, and ordinary gamblers can hardly see the style of it.

So if it was just a gambling ship for the upper class to gamble and entertain, the Atlantis would not be so famous. What really made this ship famous was the magic lamp gambling game they released on the official website every six months.

The magic lamp gambling game claims to be open to everyone. As long as you encounter troubles and try every means to get a ticket to board the ship, as long as you can win the bet, the magic lamp will help you settle all the troubles, just like the legendary Aladdin's magic lamp.

This kind of plot is common in movies, so it is not so attractive. Everyone knows that there is no free lunch in the world. With such attractive conditions, it must be very difficult to win the bet. What price will you pay if you lose the bet?

Normal people who are sane think that this game is just another name for human trafficking. Those who are in big trouble and have to board the ship must have been abandoned by their friends and relatives, and the police will not care about them. If they disappear, it will be good for everyone. They are simply perfect targets for trafficking.

However, some people have questioned this argument. On the one hand, ordinary gamblers have exhausted all the gorgeous words to describe the luxury of the Atlantis. They say that it is like another country, and there is a huge wealth from the ocean buried under the cabin.

They are so rich that they can make a ship that can escape all the searches of the coast guard without anyone noticing. Why do they care about the profit of human trafficking? And if they want to sell, why not open it once a month? There are many people in trouble in this world. As long as they open it frequently enough, there is no fear that someone will not take the bait.

There are legends about the Atlantis, and the attitudes of both parties are deadlocked, but it does not prevent the rich people on the East Coast and those losers who are really desperate from boarding this ship.

What really pushed the reputation of this ship to the top was another rule of the Magic Lamp Game - people on board could challenge a random person to a bet. This person did not have to be on board, but anywhere, and did not even have to be someone the challenger knew, as long as he had his name and identity information.

After the challenge was made, the Atlantis would send an invitation letter to the challenged person, who could choose to accept or not. If he chose to accept, he could board the ship on a chosen day. Once he won, the prize that originally belonged to the gambler would all belong to the winner.

Of course, if the challenger won, the challenged person on board would also have to bear the consequences of failure.

It sounds a bit unfair, after all, the challenged person did not encounter any big trouble, and the reward they received might not be what they wanted, but the interesting thing is that the identity of the challenger would be stated on the invitation letter received by the challenged person.

Of course, the challenged person can refuse, throw away the invitation, and refuse to board the ship. No one can do anything to him, but human beings are like this. They are always good at taking revenge as part of their vested interests, even higher than any other interests. Even if it is just to gamble with the other party's life, they think it is worth it.

Christopher didn't want to board the ship at all. Now his album creation is in a period of inspiration exhaustion, and he still wants to find inspiration through the music festival. He is not one of those idle teenagers. He has to be busy with his own career and has no time for these messy things.

But suddenly, Christopher thought of the rule of challenger and challenged. Could it be that the boat was not actually inviting him to perform? Instead, someone was challenging him?

Christopher was shocked. He opened the invitation letter as if he had a premonition. Sure enough, another topic text appeared in the letter. What was said was not important. What was important was the final signature - "Tupac Amaru Shakur", which was his old friend and old rival 2pac who had recently had a fierce conflict with him.

Christopher stood there in silence. He couldn't figure out why Tupac would use such a method. Why was he so radical?

This is also a question that many people want to ask Tupac. Why are your lyrics and views so radical? Why is your attitude towards life so aggressive? Why is your rap style so violent?

Christopher held the invitation, and his dark-skinned face became more serious. Finally, he returned the invitation to the waiter and said, "See you at the pier tonight."

The hand holding the invitation gradually became thinner and slender. Schiller withdrew his gaze from the black invitation. Hal looked at him and said, "Who did you offend? Or who offended you and you are still alive?"

Hal expected Schiller's answer, which must be something full of philosophical hints and self-contradictions, perhaps an old friend he had never met.

As a result, he heard Schiller say, "Who cares? I'm not going anyway. I'm busy."

Hal realized that the current Schiller was not a professor, and compared to the professor, he finally looked a little like a modern American, emphasizing benefits and efficiency instead of digging up old accounts every day.

Hal came over and found that Schiller was holding a big book with many messy annotations in it, but it was obviously not written by Schiller. Hal looked at it for a long time before saying: "Constantine? Is this his book?"

"Yes, I just borrowed it from him. There is a very important question that I need to study."

Hal looked at Schiller as if he didn't know him and said: "Then why don't you go directly to Constantine? There should be no reason for him not to tell you."

"He doesn't know either, and he is a complete waste. It's better for me to find it myself than to wait for him to study it." Schiller quickly flipped through the book, browsed every entry, and quickly retrieved the information he needed.

Hal shuddered. Such Schiller was really too strange. He was excited, crazy, and full of energy. He looked like an engine that couldn't stop. Didn't those visitors from another world think of fixing him?

"Okay, go find it. I'm going to have another drink at Lucifer's..."

"Don't run away. Let's talk about how the Green Lantern Corps is doing recently. Is the plan going smoothly?"

"Not bad, but..."

Just when Hal said this, he found that his cell phone was ringing, so he picked it up and said to the other end of the phone: "Hello? Oliver? Yes, what's wrong? Didn't you say you couldn't come? OK, Schiller and I will pick you up."

"Oliver is here." Hal said happily: "I thought he was too busy to come. Now it's good. We We are all together again. Let's call Clark and Diana and go to the bar to have a good drink. "

"Where are you going... Where was Oliver before?"

"Of course it's Mexico. He has been in Mexico. What's wrong?"

Schiller frowned slightly and said, "Nothing. You are right. We have to pick him up and give him a good welcome. Let's go."

Hal looked confused. He felt that Schiller was really hard to understand. Why was he talking in a messy way? He often contradicted himself and had no logic of a professor.

Having dealt with the professor for a long time, Hal was not afraid that he would speak slowly or not fully, because as long as he spoke, he was generally very logical and pointed to the truth.

But Schiller spoke vaguely, a bit like he was unclear, and a bit like he was playing dumb. At the level of understanding, people felt that this meaning was OK, and that meaning was OK. He highlighted an ambiguity, which always made people feel uncertain. Let's see.

Hal shook his head. It was still the joy of Oliver's return that diluted his doubts. He immediately took the car keys and went downstairs to drive, but Schiller said on the way: "Oliver should have arrived a long time ago. He is probably waiting for us at the dock now. When we drive there, he will have to wait for at least half an hour."

"I heard that Clark and Diana were playing at the dock during the day. Why don't we let them pick up Oliver first and meet at the bar."

Hal thought that what Schiller said made sense. Oliver came back from a long distance, and it was not good for people to wait at the dock for so long. It would be better to let Clark take him to the dock first and rest in advance.

Hal wanted to call Clark, but Schiller stopped him again. He said: "Call Diana. Clark will be as excited as you when he learns that Oliver is back. A person who is exhausted from the journey may not have more emotions to deal with this excitement. It would be bad if Clark felt that he was ignored."

"Oh my God, doctor." Hal looked at Schiller in surprise and said, "You can be so considerate sometimes. If you continue like this, you will shake the relationship between me and the professor."

"I think he'll be very happy."

Another ambiguous statement, but Hal didn't have time to think about it. He picked up his phone and called Diana. Because he was in a hurry, he didn't see Schiller picked up his phone and dialed Clark's number.

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