Chapter 900: A Good Play (Part 3)

Accompanied by one official term after another that was familiar to the ear, spat out from the mouths of these speakers, the generals and senators sitting in the seats seemed to have returned to the scene of the Congressional meeting.

At the same time, they were accompanied by an absurd, unreal feeling, because this was Heaven, and the so-called accident victims were now sitting next to them, staring at them with death stares.

At this time, Strange's voice came from the podium:

"The Joint Investigation Team has been sleepless, working hard, and racking their brains, and has conducted an investigation for a full month. Below, I announce our investigation results..."

"Nick Fury, according to the investigation, died of a killer's gunshot. We contacted this mysterious killer himself. According to his own account, a mysterious person contacted him and hired him. The other party's identity was very mysterious, but according to the killer himself, the other party looked like an Army officer. Therefore, the military must bear the main responsibility..."

"Slander! This is shameful slander!" Shouts came from the audience immediately. Strange tapped the table and said: "Quiet!"

"Dr. Dora, died of the building collapse caused by the red monster invading New York. According to our investigation, the red monster's name is 'Red Hulk', coming from the military's secret experiment. The military bears the main responsibility..."

"Wait a minute, that was clearly Ross himself..."

"Quiet!" Strange raised his voice and shouted, and then he continued: "Spider-Man, died of an explosion caused by the loss of control of a certain prison-breaking criminal's ability. It is reported that the criminal broke out of the Raft Prison due to the prison's negligent management and the government's inaction. The prison regulatory department and the government must bear the main responsibility..."

"Captain America, died of a special superhero's loss of control. This special superhero... oh, wait, Schiller, did he come?"

Schiller stood up, looked towards the door, and a wolf-headed man walked in, leading the soul of Speedball behind him. Obviously, in this big explosion, Speedball, who was very close to the center of the explosion, didn't run away, so he also came here.

"I killed Captain America..." Speedball said trembling: "I killed a hero, a..."

"Wait!" Schiller raised his hand, stood up and said: "I apply for a mental illness assessment for this suspect. I suspect his mental state has problems and he is not a person with full capacity for civil conduct."

Strange nodded, Schiller took Speedball away, and then, Strange turned a page of the report and said: "Tony Stark, Iron Man, died of a heart attack, but our investigation report shows that before he died, the life-support armor he was wearing had sent a distress signal to the New York Presbyterian Hospital, but the hospital did not accept it..."

"As a state hospital, not answering emergency calls, delaying the patient's condition and causing his death, the State Legislature and regulatory departments bear the main responsibility..."

"This is too absurd!" The General stood up and shouted loudly: "What on earth are you doing? Is this some kind of new drama???"

Strange didn't pay attention to him at all, but continued: "At the same time, we found that there is a deeper conspiracy hidden in this incident. Someone guided all this. This is not an accidental accident."

"According to our investigation, the Tartus faction headed by General Manli, in order to make the military grasp greater power, planned a series of conspiracy plans targeting Avengers members, including suppressing S. H. I. E. L. D. to force Avengers members into a resource dilemma..."

"And the politician group headed by Congressman Daichi and State Legislator Cassandra planned a series of conspiracies targeting superheroes, including using stirring up public opinion as a means to force Avengers members to fight internally..."

"This time, the large-scale death accident of precious human civilization talents was exactly both sides taking action at the same time, persecuting superheroes and other precious talents, which led to such evil consequences..."

As soon as this was said, the people who had just shouted suddenly became quiet. The senators looked at the generals, and the generals looked at the senators. Both sides knew clearly in their hearts that what Strange said was the truth.

These two waves of people had never stopped their steps to deal with the Avengers and superheroes. They were all factions that supported the unlimited expansion of power. Therefore, they had great malice towards superheroes who were above the law.

They both wanted to obtain the powerful power of superheroes, but didn't hope that anyone would possess greater power than them. Therefore, just the people sitting here, a dozen people could gather hundreds of groups, all having their own plans, their own calculations, forming small groups, and formulating their own conspiracies.

In this way, they fell into a logic of the dark forest. Each person could only know whether they had taken action, but couldn't judge others. They wouldn't feel that if they didn't take action, the other party wouldn't take action, but would feel that the other party must have taken action long ago, so they had to take action themselves, and at the same time would feel that the other party thought so, so they must have taken action.

"According to the decision of the Joint Investigation Team, the above personnel need to be responsible for this accident. Below, let the representative of the Joint Heaven, Schiller Rodriguez, announce the accident handling result plan..."

Strange nodded, stepped back a few steps, Schiller walked up and said: "I express deep regret for this accident, and I am also sad and sorry for the death of my superhero friends..."

"However, people die and things disappear. Since the people who need to be responsible for this have already come here, then the sins they committed during their lifetime are written off."

"Of course, the goal of the establishment of the Joint Heaven is to give good people a chance to be reborn. The resurrection quota possessed by the Joint Heaven is always prepared for the righteous."

"The Egyptian pantheon has the ability to judge the good and evil hearts of the dead. They provided us with detailed data to support my judgment on the resurrection quota."

"First of all, the one with the highest score is Peter Parker, a devout, brave, and kind child. He should be the first to be resurrected!"

A burst of cheers erupted in the audience, and the onlookers from various pantheons all revealed knowing smiles.

Peter nodded to the others in this row, walked onto the stage, Schiller opened a portal emitting white light, Peter's soul floated out, entered the freezing chamber, and then Peter stood up.

He moved his body, shook his head, and waved to the left and right like an Olympic champion leaving the stage.

Schiller revealed a smile to him, then closed the portal, and then read: "Next is Steve Rogers, strong, kind, righteous, these words are not enough to express my praise for him..."

Steve stood up, shook hands with several people next to him, waved to the back row, then came to the center of the podium, shook hands with Schiller, hugged Strange next to him, and stood before the microphone and said:

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank God! Thank everyone who has always believed in justice. What I want to say is that justice will never be absent. Please keep a kind heart, thank you!"

After saying this, he also walked into the portal. The soul returned, and after the body stood up, he grabbed the door frame of the portal that was about to close and said: "Remember, justice lasts forever!"

"Next is Tony Stark. Wisdom is his weapon, knowledge is his armor. What he did for humanity is much more than what humanity did for him. A truly great person should receive a great resurrection!"

"Tony Stark! Tony... Tony!

Looking at Stark, who was sleeping soundly in his seat, Schiller hammered the table hard. Stark woke up in surprise and said somewhat blankly: "Is it over? How much compensation did I get? Help me donate it, no thanks..."

"It's your turn to be resurrected." Schiller lowered his voice and said.

"Resurrection??" Stark raised his voice. He stood up, sized up Schiller and said: "You built humanity's Heaven like a cottage-assembled amusement park, and still want me to be resurrected?!"

"I tell you, the Heaven Phase I renovation project must be designed by Stark himself! If you dare to use your aesthetics to poison humanity's Valhalla again, I will hang your name at the door of the messy temple you built..."

Schiller stood on the spot, closed his eyes, sighed and said: "Do you know what the situation is now? I am an angel! I announce that I want to resurrect you! Can you leave here quickly?!"

"Don't even think about it!" Stark walked out of the seat, and while walking out, said: "If you want to drive me out of here, I will..."

Schiller rolled his eyes and said: "Do you want me to play the video of Pepper crying while holding your corpse for you to see? Do you know she has been crying for a week?"

Stark's footsteps suddenly stopped. He paused for a moment, turned around and walked back. Before walking into the portal, he stretched out his head and whispered to Schiller: "... Give me the video!"

After Stark also left, the discussion in the generals and senators' seats could no longer be suppressed. The word "resurrection" sounded like a bolt from the blue to them.

If this was really Heaven, then Heaven must not be as beautiful as they imagined. After all, Schiller was here.

Everyone said that they wanted to go to Heaven after death, but if you asked someone whether they wanted to die or live, the answer would definitely be uniform.

If you can live, why die? A good death is not as good as a bad life. If you can be resurrected, there is nothing good about staying in Heaven.

Most of these people were successful, had money and status, lived a happy life, and had a happy family. They simply hadn't lived enough. Therefore, as long as there was a chance for resurrection, they would definitely use all their strength.

And at this time, Nick Fury, sitting in the front row, said to Dora: "Do you think it's me or you next? I think it should be you, Doctor. Your contribution to humanity is quite big..."

Dora shook her head and said: "No, we all know that S. H. I. E. L. D. is protecting humanity. Of course, an agent organization is hard to be completely clean, but looking at gains and losses and good and evil, your original intention must be good, so I think it's you next..."

"Nick! Nick! What on earth is resurrection?" A senator immediately leaned over and said: "What on earth is going on?! What on earth is going on?!"

"It's resurrection in the literal sense. Don't you understand yet? Humanity now possesses a Valhalla... Do you know Valhalla? Yes, the one that can resurrect warriors...

"Now, we are all in Valhalla. As long as you get a resurrection quota, you can be resurrected. It's that simple... Oh, wait, he called me, I'll go first, see you tomorrow."

As Nick and Dora both walked into the portal, the rest of them looked at Schiller somewhat anxiously, but Schiller was already organizing documents, and Strange next to him also began to pack things, as if the whole meeting was over.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Rodriguez! That... what about us? Don't you need to judge our good and evil?" Someone stood out and said.

Schiller looked at him with some surprise, sized him up, and said: "Those whose names weren't called are unqualified. Do I need to say more?"

"But we..."

At this time, the few generals and senators headed by them stopped him. The General spoke up: "This might be his conspiracy! We cannot fulfill his wishes! I want to see how long his trick can last?"

"Isn't it said that this is Heaven? Then let's stay here. Anyway, we won't be thirsty or hungry. What can he do to us?!"

After the others heard these words, they also felt it made sense, so they sat down on the spot again.

But at this time, the magic screen behind them lit up again. Appearing in the magic screen was Mephisto in the image of a devil.

"Hey? Hey? Schiller, where are those eliminated waste souls you mentioned? I'll send a demon to pick them up. My newly opened pain package is just missing a few experimental subjects..."

"Oh, Lord Mephisto..." Schiller glanced at the generals and senators sitting there and said: "You can just let your employees teleport over. They are waiting here, just according to the reward we agreed on before..."

Mephisto snorted coldly and said: "I help you deal with garbage, and you still want to charge me?... Cunning human, forget it, considering that we will be colleagues in the future..."

He snapped his fingers, and instantly, a cluster of flames emerged in the center of the room. Mephisto's human image appeared in the room. At this time, everyone else had already left the conference room, leaving only the senators and generals.

Mephisto walked up very skillfully and said: "Is it this group of people? Let me see... Soul activity is not very good, but the sin value is indeed not bad..."

After saying this, he waved his hand, and several chains with flames directly bound everyone's bodies. The moment the flames burning the soul touched the surface of the soul, everyone let out intense screams.

In this world, there would be nothing more painful than directly torturing and burning the soul.

Almost instantly, everyone's sanity collapsed. Schiller walked up, stopped Mephisto and said: "My Lord, it's been so long, haven't you adapted yet? Human souls can't withstand such tossing. If they are bound like this, they will fall apart before reaching Hell..."

Mephisto curled his lips in disgust, and then said: "Humans are troublesome, forget it..."

He extinguished the flames on the shackles, but still dragged the shackles and walked towards the portal to Hell. At this time, almost everyone was crying in collapse.

"Don't!

I don't want to go to Hell!

I can't go to Hell... That's too terrible!

Help, Jesus! Save me..."

"Let us leave... Let us leave... This is a nightmare, wake up quickly, I beg you..."

Schiller and Strange stood on the side with their arms crossed. Schiller clicked his tongue and said: "I don't know which package they will choose when they get to Hell. Hell's business is also becoming more and more professional..."

"Wait... Schiller!

"General Manli screamed loudly: "Save us, we are all humans, you can't watch the devil take us away..."

Strange bumped Schiller with his shoulder and said: "Didn't you hear what that old devil said? They are test subjects for the new package, this is not up to them..."

Schiller shook his head again, and whispered with Strange. Finally, the two leaders both collapsed. They shouted:

"Save us!

I will do anything!

"Schiller!

We are willing to pay any price!

Instantly, the chains scattered. The group of people lying on the ground only saw shiny leather shoes stop in front of them. Looking up again, a shadow covered them.

In the blur, they only saw Schiller, who had squatted down, revealing a malicious smile.