The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 2283 Gotham Music Chapter (22)

Chapter 2283 Gotham Music Festival (Twenty-two)

At the door of the guest room at the Stanislaus Hotel, not far from the Wayne Hotel, a large 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 you are not mistaken?"

"Your name is on the invitation, sir." The waiter was very good-natured and said with a smile on his face, even gesturing 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. Instead, a pattern of waves and boats appeared in shiny gold on the front of the black invitation. The black man touched it with his hand and found that it was real hot stamping.

Then he found his own name underneath, The Notorious BIG, and beneath the nickname was his equally long real name, Christopher Wallace.

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

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

Only then did Christopher snort coldly. He knew that there was no way those upper-class rednecks would invite a black rapper to perform. It turned out to be a gambling boat.

This ship is quite famous on the East Coast for a simple reason: it is the only gambling ship that has avoided inspections by all the East Coast Coast Police and National Guard. It can be called a holy place for East Coast gamblers.

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

The so-called high seas gambling in the movies actually refers to these gambling ships. Most of the gamblers who participate in them are either rich or noble. They spend huge sums of money in every gambling game. It is difficult for ordinary gamblers to get a glimpse of the situation.

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 Genie Lamp gambling game they released on their official website every six months.

The magic lamp gambling game is said to be open to everyone. As long as you are in trouble and try every means to get a ticket to board the ship, as long as you can win the bet, the magic lamp will solve all your troubles for you, just like the legendary Aladdin's magic lamp.

This kind of plot is quite common in movies, so it is not that attractive. As we all know, there is no free lunch in the world. With such tempting conditions, it must be very difficult to win the bet. So what price will you have to pay if you lose the bet?

Normal and sane people 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 used all kinds of gorgeous words to describe the luxury of the Atlantis. They said that it was like another country and that huge wealth from the ocean was buried under the cabin.

They are so rich that they can build a ship that can evade all the searches of the coast guard. Why do they care about the profit of human trafficking? And if they want to sell people, why not open it once a month? There are many troubled people in the world. As long as they open it frequently enough, there will be no one who will not take the bait.

There is a legend about the Atlantis, and the attitudes of the two sides are deadlocked, but it does not prevent the wealthy people on the East Coast and those who are truly desperate losers from boarding the ship.

What really pushed the ship's fame to the peak was another rule of the Genie game - anyone on board could challenge a random person to a bet. This person did not have to be on the ship, could be anywhere, and did not even have to be someone the person making the challenge knew, as long as he had his name and identity information.

After making the challenge, the Atlantis will send an invitation letter to the challenged person, who can choose to accept or not. If he chooses to accept, he can board the ship on a chosen day. Once he wins, the prize that originally belonged to the gambler will all belong to the successful person.

Of course, if the person who made the challenge wins, the challenged person who got on the boat will also have to bear the consequences of failure.

It sounds a bit unfair. After all, the challenged person has not encountered any big trouble, and the reward they get may not be what they want. But the interesting thing is that the identity of the challenger will be stated on the invitation letter received by the challenged person.

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

Christopher had no intention of getting on the boat. His album creation was currently in a period of lack of inspiration, and he wanted to find some inspiration at the music festival. He was not one of those idle teenagers. He had to take care of his own career and had 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 inviting him to perform, but someone was challenging him?

Christopher was shocked. He opened the invitation letter as if he had a premonition, and sure enough, another topical text appeared in the letter. What it said was not important. What was important was the signature at the end - "Tupac Amaru Shakur", which was his old friend and old rival 2pac, with whom he had recently had a fierce conflict.

Christopher stood there silently. He couldn't understand why Tupac would use such means. Why was he so radical?

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

Christopher held the invitation in his hand, and his dark-skinned face became even more gloomy. Finally, he handed the invitation back to the waiter and said, "See you at the pier tonight."

The hand holding the invitation gradually became thinner and longer. 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 today?"

Hal expected Schiller's answer, which would be something full of philosophical hints and contradictions, perhaps something like "an old friend whom he has never met before."

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

Only then did Hal realize that the current Schiller was not a professor, and compared to the professor, he was finally a little like a modern American, emphasizing profit and efficiency instead of going over old accounts every day.

Hal came closer and found that Schiller was holding a large 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's a complete waste. Instead of waiting for him to research it, I might as well find it myself." Schiller flipped through the book quickly, browsing every entry and quickly retrieving the information he needed.

Hal shuddered. Schiller was so strange. He was excited, crazy, and full of energy. He looked like an engine that couldn't be stopped. Didn't those visitors from another world ever think of teaching him a lesson?

"Okay, go ahead and look for it. I'm going to go to Lucifer's for another drink..."

"Don't run. First tell me how the Green Lantern Corps is doing. Is the plan going smoothly?"

"It's not bad, but..."

Hal just said this when he found his cell phone ringing, so he picked it up and said to the other end of the phone: "Hello? Oliver? Yes, what's the matter? 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 we are all together again. Let's call Clark and Diana and go to the bar for a drink."

"Where were you guys going to…Oliver?"

"Of course it's Mexico. He's 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 too difficult to understand. Why was he talking incoherently, speaking incoherently, and often contradicting himself? He completely lacked the logic of a professor.

After dealing with the professor so many times, Hal is no longer afraid that he speaks slowly or does not say the whole story, because whenever he speaks, his words are usually very logical and point directly to the truth.

But Schiller speaks vaguely, as if he is not clear, and also as if he is playing dumb. At the level of understanding, it makes people feel that this meaning is fine, and that meaning is also fine. It highlights the ambiguity, which always makes people feel uncertain and want to take a closer look.

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. I'm afraid he is 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 ask them to pick up Oliver first, and we'll meet up at the bar."

Hal thought about it and felt that what Schiller said made sense. It would not be good for Oliver to come back from a long distance and have people wait at the dock for so long. It would be better to let Clark take him to the dock to sit first so that he could have a 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 would be very pleased."

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

(End of this chapter)