Chapter 2277: Cat Getan Music Festival (25)

"Didn't you say you weren't going?" Hal looked at Schiller, who was changing clothes, and said, "And you go if you want, why drag me along?"

Hal looked down at the dress in his hand and said, "I can't interfere with Cat Getan's affairs at will. This is what I agreed with Bruce. Although this ship may not be made by Gothamites, it is parked in Cat Getan's sea area after all. My use of Green Lantern energy will definitely be discovered by Batman, and there are three Batmen."

Schiller adjusted his tie in the mirror. He looked back at Hal and said, "Do you think Bruce is really sunburned? Mayor Luo Yi thinks the docking of the legendary gambling ship is a good gimmick, and gamblers are also tourists, and Bruce is non-committal, obviously not wanting to manage this matter, so he pretended to be sick."

"But the problem is, I didn't receive an invitation, how can I board the ship?" Hal asked with his hands spread.

Hal felt he heard some subtext. He rubbed the edge of the boat ticket, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Although I can use Green Lantern energy to cheat, some gambling games aren't something you can deal with just by looking at the cards in advance, and my luck is average."

"Don't worry." Schiller's tone was still very calm. He said, "Perhaps it's not as difficult as you think. Just go and play."

Hal was still hesitant. He picked up the boat ticket and took a look, finding that the hot-stamping technology was very exquisite, and his name was specially written on it, so he asked instinctively, "How much is this ticket?"

"80,000 US dollars."

Hal hit the edge of the table with a 'bang'. After standing straight, he reached out to adjust his non-existent tie and said, "Do you think I look okay in this set? Should I change to a tie with a pattern?"

Schiller, who was lowering his head to adjust his cufflinks, turned his head to look at Hal and said, "I think this set is very suitable for you. However, if you hope to be more gorgeous, the tie is in the drawer below the third compartment of the wardrobe."

Soon they both changed their clothes. Schiller wore a dark silver suit. It looked gray when standing in the dark, and had a subtle satin-like reflection when standing under the light.

In Hal's impression, Schiller almost never wore bright-colored clothes. The whole person was like a huge light-absorbing black hole, and when he himself started to shine, he was like a celestial body constantly flickering in the pitch-black universe, carrying a unique mysterious charm.

The invitation stated very clearly that the Great Continent would dock at Pier 5 in Cat Getan at 8 o'clock tonight. Ordinary tourists with boat tickets would board the ship first, and guests who actively participated in gambling games would follow closely behind.

And when the cruise ship left the pier, a small boat would wait at the pier. The challenged person who held an invitation and accepted the challenge would be sent to the cruise ship by this boat. In other words, before the ship sailed, the challenger and the challenged person had no chance to meet at the pier.

Hal and Schiller arrived at the pier at 7:30 and found many tourists waiting here. Most of them were young men and women, wearing all kinds of expensive custom-made suits, or dressed in a trendy and fashionable way, and every accessory on them was worth a lot of money.

These were clearly rich people who paid for boat tickets to board the ship for entertainment, and some people with less fresh clothes and exceptionally tired expressions could also be seen in the corner of the waiting hall. Needless to think, they were going to participate in the gambling game.

The challenged person had to go to another room to wait in advance. Hal entered the pier's waiting hall alone. He arrived relatively late. Not only was every seat full, but the open space was also crowded with people.

Cat Getan's pier facilities were relatively old. Although they were renovated to welcome tourists for the music festival, the pier was clearly not the main place where tourists arrived, so it was only simply repaired. It could only be said that it looked a bit cleaner, but it was still narrow and stuffy.

Listening to the complaints in his ears, Hal sighed lightly. He used thin Green Lantern energy to cool himself down. Anyway, there was plenty of Green Lantern energy now, so he spread the energy out a little bit. People only felt a comfortable cool breeze passing through the hall, and their spirits couldn't help but relax a bit.

Because for most of the time since becoming a Green Lantern, Hal had been soaking in the lantern furnace at the headquarters. His combination with Green Lantern energy was deeper than other Lanterns, and his use of Green Lantern energy was also more skilled.

After becoming Ion, Hal felt that Green Lantern energy was like his organ. They were one, indistinguishable from each other.

At this moment, the Green Lantern energy spread out, and Hal was able to feel the state of every person here, and could even vaguely hear their inner voices.

Because the ship hadn't arrived yet, and he was idle, Hal pretended to be a psychologist and started to listen intently to other people's thoughts. Although this wasn't mind reading and he could only hear the superficial thoughts, it was quite interesting to hear others complain that it was so hot here, the ship was so slow, and they must complain to the staff about the reception environment here after the ship arrived.

Just when Hal was using Green Lantern energy to feel the state of everyone here, his expression suddenly froze, because the Green Lantern energy felt a familiar figure in the corner opposite the waiting hall.

"Hey, wait." Hal turned to look over there, and immediately lifted his feet to squeeze over there, trying hard to turn sideways and squeeze through the crowd, shouting while walking: "Sorry! Let me through! Sorry! Trouble letting me through."

It was already very crowded, and physical contact only made people hotter. Hal's behavior of insisting on squeezing through the crowd regardless of anything provoked public anger, and complaints rose one after another.

From this moment on, Hal knew that things were going to be bad. Sure enough, the figure heard the movement and disappeared from the back door of the waiting hall in three steps.

Hal let out a low roar, but sighed helplessly, and had to slow down, wanting to go out from the side to see if he could block him.

But just at this time, a powerful arm grabbed Hal's arm. Hal turned his head and saw a pair of firm blue eyes in the countless dark eyes full of annoyance and complaints.

Clark pulled Hal out from the side door, allowing him to temporarily get rid of the crowded crowd. Hal couldn't help but curse, looked at Clark, and said: "Why are you here too? Don't tell me you guys agreed, I knew it wouldn't be anything good. Do you know what this is for? Clark."

His tone was quite intense, clearly because Clark shouldn't have appeared here. Clark didn't get angry because of his anger, but pressed on Hal's shoulder and said: "I know, you think that even if the sky falls, I won't go gambling. In fact, I'm not here to gamble either."

"Then why are you here?!" Hal was clearly very angry, and said: "Don't tell me you're curious, or haven't seen a similar scene. Do you know how many people fell into the abyss and were smashed to pieces because of this kind of curiosity? Do you think you can be immune just because you are an alien?"

Clark sighed and said: "Hal, Hal! Calm down! You know that if I were curious about gambling, I would have more opportunities to contact it, not necessarily have to come here."

Hal's head finally calmed down. He put his hands on his hips, turned his body, sighed, and said: "Then why are you here? Even if it has nothing to do with gambling, it's very dangerous here."

"I followed Oliver here,"

Hal stared at him with wide eyes, and said: "So the figure I just saw was really Oliver?"

"It's him." Clark leaned his body to look at the back door of the pier and said: "It's our friend Oliver Queen."

"But I haven't heard that he has the habit of gambling."

"He's not here to gamble." Clark frowned slightly and said: "He is very likely here to participate in the so-called magic lamp gambling game."

Hal covered his forehead and looked up at the sky. Clark immediately stroked his back to smooth his breath. Hal took a deep breath and said: "I really can't believe that with us here, Oliver still feels that he is a lone wolf who has encountered big trouble and is desperate. This might be the thing that has made me the angriest in the last ten years."

Clark knew he was being conservative, and he probably had some guesses before he told him, so he would show such excitement.

No matter who finds their good friend appearing here, and clearly not buying a ticket to board the ship, they would definitely feel angry.

You encountered a big trouble that you felt you couldn't get rid of, and then your choice was to board a mysterious cruise ship and gamble with your life, instead of finding your good friends and letting them help you. No matter who is in this friend's position, they would definitely be furious.

This is like having a close friend who has gone through life and death with you and has a life-and-death friendship. When you want to use money, the first method you think of is to borrow usury, and you are not poor at all, and you have considerable surplus, and you definitely have the ability to help him. In the eyes of people who value loyalty, this can simply be called an insult.

Clark watched Hal being so angry that his face turned red, and could only comfort him first, and then said: "Actually, when I was in the bar, my ability lost control because I felt that Oliver was wrong. His emotions were too intense, but at that time Dr. Schiller was present, he didn't want to make this matter big, so I didn't speak."

"He doesn't want to make anything big!" Hal was blinded by anger and spoke without thinking: "I really can't stand this kind of person who doesn't lay anything out and talk, and has to wait until the contradiction is intense to the point of no return before standing out to show his clever brain! Batman counts as one too!"

Clark was a bit helpless. In fact, he and Hal had the same feeling. Since friends have encountered difficulties, they should ask clearly and talk clearly at the first time, and then everyone should do their best to help him within their power. No matter what trouble there is, it should be nipped in the cradle, and do their best to reduce the pain suffered by everyone.

But the handling methods of people like Schiller and Batman are not like this. They choose to pay silent attention, wait quietly, and wait until the other party is willing to speak, or when the trouble has to be dealt with, then take action to help.

In the past, Clark couldn't understand this kind of person, but now he understands that his friends are all adults with mature minds. When they encounter any trouble and are unwilling to speak, they must have their reasons.

Must force them to speak, although they can finally help, but forcing those who are unwilling to reveal their hearts to speak, to some extent, is also creating pain for them, using this pain to exchange for their own unrestrained pleasure of being loyal. ===== CHAPTER 2278 =====

Clark used to be unable to understand such people, but now he understood that his friends were adults with mature minds. If they were unwilling to speak up when they were still rational and encountered trouble, they must have their reasons.

Forcing them to speak up, while it might eventually help, meant that compelling those who were unwilling to reveal their hearts to talk was, in a sense, creating pain for them, using that pain to trade for one's own sense of heroic satisfaction.