Chapter 2687: Hollywood Rhapsody (Part 46)

Summer had arrived, and the temperature in New York was rising steadily. Soon, it would be so hot that people wouldn't want to leave their homes. Manhattan was filled with elites in suits and leather shoes, sweating profusely. The suburbs were slightly cooler, and in the early mornings and evenings, people would set up tents on the lawns for camping.

Shiler had no interest in going out in the sweltering heat. He had been holed up in Arkham Asylum for several days. He would wake up, have a cup of coffee, and then start handling the asylum's affairs, followed by reading books or writing papers. The days passed both quickly and slowly.

"We're filming the second season so soon???" Shiler looked at the invitation with some surprise. "Didn't the first season only air a few days ago?"

"According to Mr. Stark, he originally wanted to film the entire season in one go, but everyone couldn't stay in Los Angeles for too long as they each had their own work to attend to, so they took a short break..."

"Please, don't let that happen again." Shiler pressed his forehead and said, "Wasn't the first season chaotic enough?!"

"It was only chaotic for you." Ultron pointed out incisively, "If you didn't travel through time so frequently, this would have been a very leisurely vacation."

Shiler sighed, thought for a moment, and said, "There won't be so many things this time. I should be able to have a peaceful vacation now."

"I'm afraid that's still unlikely, sir." Ultron expressed his disapproval. He said, "I suggest you'd better not appear in public."

"Oh, right." Shiler then remembered that because of the broadcast of the first season, he had become incredibly famous. The patients in Arkham Asylum had already taken turns asking him for autographs and photos, and now they were preparing to ask for a second round for their relatives and friends.

Shiler was a bit conflicted about whether to go for the second season. He knew the internet was forgetful; as long as he disappeared for a while, no one would remember him.

"Hello? Shier, did you receive my invitation? Be there at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon sharp. I've prepared a camping dinner..."

"I told you not to call me Shier. I'm thinking about whether to go... What? Really?" Shiler frowned slightly and said, "Things at Kamar-Taj are going smoothly, how could he... Alright, see you tomorrow."

Ultron made two beeping sounds. Shiler knew that was his confusion, so he said, "Tony said Stephen has been a bit absent-minded lately, and he doesn't know what's wrong. I have to go over and take a look."

"Sir, haven't you noticed that you seem to always fall for this kind of trick?"

"Since you know I can't refuse, don't expose me." Shiler rolled his eyes slightly and said, "Anyway, Tony will pay the consultation fee."

When Shiler went to pack his things, he thought of a question. It wasn't something he suddenly thought of, because after all, Pride had just held a camping party, which let him know that one had to bring something to such camping gatherings.

"I don't think it's necessary." Ultron said, "After all, you aren't driving 20 minutes to get there, but taking a plane. I believe Mr. Stark won't mind if you didn't bring him an extra tent when you took the plane."

"But I can't go empty-handed." Shiler thought and said, "Forget it, I'll go shopping at a supermarket after I arrive. I guess if this party is organized by Tony alone, it will definitely be missing this or that."

When the plane landed in Los Angeles, the weather there wasn't cool either. When Shiler walked out of the airport's arrival hall, he began to understand a little why Tony liked wearing sunglasses so much.

On one hand, the sunlight was truly blinding, and on the other, he was blocked by people asking for autographs before he even walked out of the airport gate.

Shiler had no choice but to go to an eyewear store next to the airport to buy a pair of sunglasses. This could be called a breakthrough move, because this pair of sunglasses cost 1500 dollars, but there was no other way. Even if it was expensive, he had to buy them, otherwise, it would be difficult for him to leave the airport.

This time, the hotel Stark chose for them was not in Los Angeles city, but by the seaside in the suburbs of Los Angeles.

When it comes to beach vacations, people always think of Hawaii or Bali, but in fact, Los Angeles is no less impressive. Laguna Beach, located in Orange County, Southern California, boasts the world-renowned Laguna Beach and was once the private vacation choice for many Hollywood superstars.

This place was developed very early, and many resorts have already occupied good locations. The one Stark chose was one of the most luxurious among them.

He booked the entire place, which meant only their own people were in the entire resort. This obviously saved Shiler from a lot of unnecessary trouble. He didn't want the first thing he did every day when he went out to be surrounded by crowds for autographs. For a patient with pedigree issues, this was simply hell mode.

Compared to the famous Santa Monica Beach, Laguna Beach had far fewer people and was much quieter, but the sunset was equally beautiful. Before the car picking up Shiler even drove into the resort, Shiler saw the canopy set up on the beach. Obviously, someone was preparing for the beach camping party.

Shiler entered the resort and found that the resort here was more primitive, not the imitation antique style found in many famous resorts. The buildings here looked like they had some age.

Through the driver's introduction, Shiler learned that this small town could be called the second oldest town in California. Although California itself was very young, it had at least weathered decades of wind and snow. This entire small town could be considered a cultural relic in the United States.

The houses in this resort were all traditional residences of Laguna Town. From the outside, they looked like plain, one-story stone buildings, appearing similar to the farmhouse in Kent Farm in Kansas, but after entering, one found that there was more than met the eye.

This was a very classic American country-style decoration, with somewhat faded orange tile floors, oak furniture, and cabinet doors, combined with white square-patterned wall decorations dotted with colors. The vine and leaf-shaped chandeliers had a naturalistic style. More importantly, it was transparent from front to back, with no obstacles between the front and back doors, and the floor-to-ceiling doors and windows were very bright.

At this time, the back door was opened, so as soon as Shiler entered the room, he felt a comfortable, cool breeze blowing on his face. He looked up and saw that the ceiling was the most primitive wooden ceiling, and the wood grain on the beams was clearly visible. Because it was a seaside vacation cottage, there were nautical elements everywhere. A huge ship's wheel hung above the fireplace, and the curtains were white, dotted with light blue anchor patterns.

The entire space was very transparent. Inside the square house, the left side was the fireplace and sofa, and the right side was the dining room and cabinets. There was no obstruction in the middle, and the window on one side faced the beach, with a very open view.

Shiler originally wanted to ask who he was sharing a room with, but he didn't expect the resort staff to tell him that the houses were very sufficient, so unless requested, everyone had their own room.

Shiler went to the second floor to take a look at the bedroom. The bedroom was not as spacious as the hall on the first floor; it was more like a small attic. A large bed occupied almost two-thirds of the area, but air conditioning was installed here, and the sunset on the beach could be seen directly from the window.

After putting down his luggage, Shiler asked the staff if there were any organic farmers' markets nearby, preferably the kind that locals often frequented.

Today happened to be Sunday, or rather, Stark deliberately chose this day. Every Sunday, there would be a large farmers' market in the town, selling agricultural products produced by nearby farms.

Shiler arrived relatively early, and it was still noon. After putting down his luggage, he headed straight for the farmers' market. Besides wanting to have lunch, he also had to buy some things to bring to the party in the evening.

The farmers' markets in American small towns were basically the same, either on the street or in the square. Everyone would spread a cloth on the ground, set up all their things on the spot, put up a few signs written beforehand, and then start chatting with others.

The farmers' market in Laguna Town also had a lot of style. It was in the central square and the cross-shaped long street. In the center of the square was a statue of a large ship, and all kinds of vendors set up stalls around this ship.

Time was approaching noon, and Shiler was also a bit hungry. He found a street snack bar at random. He heard there were Michelin restaurants here, but he didn't have time to look for them for the time being. He ordered some seafood rice and braised vegetables at random, and also ordered a fish, chatting with Ultron while eating.

Suddenly, he heard some movement outside the window. It seemed like a group of people whizzed past, but Shiler was busy eating and didn't have time to look. Not long after, they whizzed back again.

Looking at the backs of this group of people, Shiler felt a bit familiar. After finishing his meal, he went out immediately. Sure enough, he saw a group of young people gathered in front of a small stall.

"Peter? Why are you guys here?" Shiler walked up and exchanged a few pleasantries, only to learn that Peter and Gwen had arrived long ago, arriving this morning. However, Gwen had caught a cold a few days ago and was now lying in the resort sleeping. She didn't want Peter to hover around her, so she drove him out.

As soon as Peter went out, he ran into the New Warriors who had just gotten off the plane. They didn't want to live separately, so they simply found the largest family room in the resort and lived together. Peter helped them pack their luggage.

Because there were many people and a lot of luggage, they didn't finish packing until noon, so they agreed to go out to eat together, while Peter had to bring some food back for Gwen.

Once young people entered such a lively place, they naturally went crazy. They took advantage of the gap between serving dishes to go shopping, wanting to buy everything they saw. In ten minutes, they had already walked back and forth in the market six times.

Shiler saw an unexpected person in the New Warriors team, and that was Miles, not Spider-Man Miles, but the unlucky guy who was rolled to the West Coast by Sandman before.

Shiler observed the Miles of this universe and found that everything else was fine, but he was always a bit timid and didn't dare to look at people directly. Spider-Man Miles didn't have this problem either.

Shiler hadn't chatted with them for a few sentences when they seemed to have found something fun at another stall, shouting and running over. Miles followed them, but Peter stayed behind.

Shiler looked him up and down and asked, "What's wrong?"

Peter chuckled, pulled Shiler's arm, and said, "Doctor, you have to do me a favor. I have a plan..."

Shiler raised an eyebrow. Peter leaned into his ear and muttered for a long time. Shiler looked at him with some surprise, but finally nodded. ===== CHAPTER 2688 =====