Chapter 1989: Light up the Dream in Your Heart (Twenty-Four)
Next is a toy store, which sells all kinds of Star Wars-themed handicrafts, including classic character puppets, classic lightsaber ornaments, badges, chess pieces, and gift packs of hand-made figures.
Although Schiller is not a Star Wars fan, he is still very interested in some classic images. He bought a small doll of Master Juda, and then bought some badges and took them back to give to the employees of Arkham Sanatorium.
This is Stark's home court. He began to constantly explain to Steve the prototypes of the dolls and what they had done, and started a crazy shopping spree, buying almost every item in the store. In the end, Schiller used gray fog to help him get it.
Finally, there is the most popular Doc's Antique Shop. Doc is an alien with a long neck and purple-red skin. He is also the most famous treasure collector on Batuu. The protagonist and his group came to visit him, actually wanting to get the lightsaber lost here by the protagonist of Star Wars.
The things sold here tend to be more refined and elegant, and the style is more retro, such as globes with exquisite metal decorations, cups with Batuu-style patterns, brass statues of the protagonists of all generations, and coins with embossed heads.
This is a gift shop in the Star Wars area, and of course it is also Ororo's home court, because she knows that Professor X likes this kind of style of things very much, and it is not out of place to put them in the British-style Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters.
Then she also bought cups and coasters for the female colleagues in the school, and statue ornaments for the male colleagues, and what puzzled several people the most was that she even bought a brass long knife specifically for Wolverine.
"Don't look at me like that. It was Jean who complained when she called me before. Logan has been looking for a long knife that was placed on the cabinet on the porch of Howlett Manor when he was a child. If he can't find it, he plans to leave the porch of his new house empty."
Ororo looked down at the gift box in her hand and said, "I don't know if this knife will satisfy him, but I think the color of this knife matches his claws very well."
It was already past noon, and everyone was a little hungry, so they didn't continue shopping, but came to a very classic Star Wars scene, the best bar in the universe - Oga's Tavern.
The door of the tavern is very small, a triangle with an arc, full of a strong market atmosphere. After walking in, there is a huge steampunk-style circular bar, and all kinds of people are talking in low voices around it.
It's meal time now, so there are many people in the tavern, very noisy, and hot, but many people have already put on the clothes they bought in the clothing store, so it looks like a busy interstellar bar.
As soon as Steve walked over, the bearded bar owner knocked the bottom of his glass against the table and said, "Look who this is, the famous Captain America on Earth, how come you have time to have a drink today?"
Steve was not afraid of the stage either, he walked over and sat down next to the bar with a smile and said, "I just came from the Andromeda Galaxy, we all heard that things are not going well in Centaurus recently."
"Oh, that's too bad." The bar owner raised the glass in his hand, turned around to pour wine for a few people and said, "The interstellar pirates are wreaking havoc again. I don't know what's wrong with that blue-skinned guy named Yondu, he actually confronted the Kree Empire's escort fleet head-on. I think he is really stupid."
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Both Schiller and Stark noticed that several robed smugglers were whispering behind the circular bar. Schiller pricked up his ears to listen carefully. They were discussing the situation in Centaurus.
"I don't know what the boss is thinking. What does building a security system in the interstellar area have to do with us? We should eat and drink when we return to Centauri. We will not be able to survive without the smuggling money?"
"Besides." One of the smugglers looked around and said, "This Earth looks no different from Centauri. The tavern is still shabby, just like my hometown."
The other one gently pushed him and said, "Talk less. Do whatever the boss tells you to do. Have you put the beacon? If the spacecraft lands in the wrong place, be careful that the boss will feed you to the raccoons."
"Don't mention the raccoon. I accidentally stepped on his tail last time. He almost blew my chin off with a shot. He is not big, but he has a bad temper..."
Just then, Schiller saw that one of the people holding the wine glass had only four fingers on his hand. This is not something that can be made by special effects props.
He narrowed his eyes and gently nudged Stark, who was studying the liquid in the cup next to him, with his elbow. Stark came over and looked across the pillar in the middle of the circular bar.
A light flashed on his sunglasses, and Stark raised his eyebrows and said, "The two aliens look like the native race of Centauri Green Planet. They are called the Tatars... or the Reptiles, I forgot."
Stark gently pressed the button on his glasses, and a lot of information appeared in front of him. He tutted his lips and said, "This tribe is really ugly, like a lizard walking upright."
"It sounds like they are Yondu's people." Schiller took a sip of cold wine and said, "Yondu wants to come to Earth? Why would Thor let him in?"
"Does he want to drive a spaceship in? Our starport is not built yet, and there is no place for large spaceships to park. If he comes, he can only drive a small spaceship that can only carry a few people. Those Asgardians may not be afraid of this."
"The question is what is he doing here?" Schiller said with some doubts, "It's not like he's here for vacation, right?"
"That bearded man is a mimic." Stark glanced to the side and said, "There are quite a few aliens in this tavern now, not to mention they pretend to be human beings."
"Can it be different? Yondu's adopted son is an Earthling, Peter Quill. Don't you remember him?"
"Just remember Peter Parker." Stark took another sip of wine, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a burly figure and a woman walking in. He sneered and said, "Two more aliens. "
It was Clark and Diana who came. Diana became vigilant as soon as she entered the tavern. She could tell at first glance that many of the tourists here were not human beings.
The pirates, who were more sensitive to energy than humans, immediately felt the powerful divine power exuding from Diana, and the atmosphere in the tavern instantly condensed.
Many people stood up and stared at Diana coldly. The bearded man wiped the wine glass in his hand, tilted his head and said, "Gods? Why are you here?"
"This is what I should ask you." Diana stared closely at the bearded face and said, "You are not human, why are you on earth?"
"It seems that you are an indigenous god, but I advise you to stay out of our business, little girl."
As the bearded man said, a group of people wearing smuggler's robes gathered around.
The remaining humans all stretched their necks to watch with interest, thinking that this was a special program arranged by the park. Diana flew up in the next second, her black hair dancing in the wind, and her eyes filled with divine power.
With a swish, the mantra lasso flew out, tightly tying up the bearded man on the other side. Diana nimbly lunged to the right and knocked down the smuggler on the far side with an uppercut, followed immediately by another A volley whipped the leg, and a piece of the opponent fell down.
"Wait! Stop!!!"
Captain America shouted: "There are many people here, you can't fight here, everyone get out of here!"
"I'm saving them." Diana looked at Captain America coldly and said, "These aliens have a strong smell of blood. They are either pirates or smugglers. Do you expect the police to deal with them?"
"This is the earth, not anyone's duel ground. Stop it now!" Captain America shouted angrily.
At this time, the pirates in smuggler's robes had begun to draw weapons. Clark also found that he could not sit idly by. The red lasers coming out of his eyes directly knocked the gun out of one of the pirates' hands.
Stark threw the card upwards, the armor was instantly armed, and the spear in T'Challa's hand also emitted shining lasers.
Seeing that something was wrong with the situation, Schiller immediately pulled Orono over and whispered a few words to her.
"Who are you?" Diana, floating in the air, stared closely at the bearded man bound by the lasso of truth.
"We are Yondu's men, the interstellar pirate."
"What are you doing here?"
"Yondu didn't tell us, but he needs us to sneak into human society first, put down the beacon at the designated location, and guide the spacecraft to land..."
Captain America opened his eyes wide and looked at the bearded man. T'Challa also narrowed his eyes and said in a cold tone: "The interstellar pirates want to invade the earth. Who gave you the courage?"
"Stop talking nonsense to them." The mysterious light on Diana's body surged again, and she said: "The best way to deal with these aliens is to let them know how powerful we are."
After saying that, she was about to dive again, but at this time a pale figure slowly floated up, and extreme coldness fell instantly.
Storm's long hair danced with the ice storm, and at the moment when her eyeballs turned white, a polar storm raged across the audience.
With a crash, everyone was frozen in place.
The area outside the bar was not affected. The ignorant humans only felt a cold wind. Schiller, who had long been hiding outside the circle, walked in and said.
"If Yondu comes, let him come. With so many of us here, are we afraid that we can't deal with a pirate leader? And he can enter the nine kingdoms with Thor's permission, maybe he's here to discuss business. "
"No matter what, let's wait for his spaceship to land at night and see what tricks he wants to play. It's all over now."
After the ice was released, both sides basically lost their temper. The human side was concerned about the ordinary people here and was afraid that the other side would jump over the wall in a hurry. The other side did not dare to offend the superhero too much. On the one hand, it was really impossible to defeat it, and more importantly, it was just in case. If it affects Yondu's plan, they will be in serious trouble.
Just when they were about to disperse, the humans in the tavern became excited and started clapping and cheering crazily, which the pirates couldn't stand.
At this time, the real bearded bartender who was knocked unconscious backstage rushed out and said: "Today is the real celebration, let's have a drink!"
It seems that this was his original line, but in order to lighten the atmosphere and let ordinary people regard this as a real performance, Captain America also raised his glass in cooperation.
"It was just a misunderstanding. I'll pay for all your purchases!"
"Oh!!!" More intense cheers broke out.
Captain America also looked at the bearded man who had walked to the back door with provocative eyes. The bearded man snorted and said loudly: "Give them each a glass of the best wine, I'll buy it!"
Schiller swooped over to the bar and asked in a low voice, "How much is the most expensive wine here?"
"Um...about $68?"
Schiller pulled T'Cha over, pointed to the wine barrel behind him and said, "Of course the best craft beer on earth is the vibranium special blend. Do you think how much vibranium can be added to this barrel?"
T’Challa stared at Schiller with wide eyes, and Schiller also stared at him.
After the two stared at each other for dozens of seconds, T’Challa looked around and said in a low voice like a thief: “We don’t have that much goods now, and we haven’t smelted them yet.”
“Have you heard of futures?”
Did you see the flash screen of the battle power list today?