Metropolitan University, directly across from the bar on Commercial Street.
At least the location Mike chose this time wasn't as "hot" as it was at the beginning of the semester. Anyway, there were no hot strippers, which made Jay feel a little more at ease. They ordered some simple omnivores and spent the first night of the holiday with champagne and a pool table. Mike is a guy who looks unreliable in most respects, but he didn't expect to be quite a challenging opponent on the pool table - on the premise that Jay doesn't use superpowers to cheat at all.
They fought for 300 rounds through alcohol, and didn't put down their clubs until the early morning, sat back at the bar, drank champagne, and chatted. Jay has to admit that Mike is a pretty good guy as a friend, he's warm and sincere, he's very simple, and he can talk to you about his first crush and his first girlfriend without any hesitation. He is willing to take out the embarrassment of his elementary school mistakenly entering the girls' toilet as a joke.
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Jay figured that must be the guy's natural talent. Jay has never had any friends since he came into this world. No matter how well he hides, he is still different after all. It's like throwing a red-crowned crane in a chicken coop. Loneliness is inevitable.
Very occasionally, however, there may be exceptions, such as Mike Marcus. Jay thought he was very lucky to have such a roommate. He didn't care about Jay's extraordinary excellence in all aspects, many behaviors, and habits that were a bit odd in the eyes of ordinary people, and he did it with enthusiasm for everyone else. Treat yourself as a "weird" roommate and be friends with him.
Oh, and he is also very good at chatting and bragging. Mike blew the cow in one breath for an hour or two uninterrupted, and drank an entire bottle of champagne at the same time, and Jay thought he looked ruddy and almost breathless. He even boasted that he had seen the new Superman in person, and from his glowing description it sounded like he had even waved to him solemnly. Jay struggled to remember for a long time that he did seem to have caught a glimpse of him in the crowd when he came out of an emergency in Pinnacle when he subconsciously glanced over there because he had spotted his roommate. , so it was described by Mike as such.
But having known Mike for so long, Jay didn't hear for the first time until today that he came from Seaside City. Jay couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Seaside City? Is that the Green Lantern's city?"
"That's in the past." Mike smiled wryly. "Green Lantern is a thing of the past. Unlike Metropolis, Seaside City no longer has its superheroes."
He said and drank the wine in the glass in one breath as if swallowing trouble.
"But you didn't forget him, did you?" Jay also took a sip of champagne. "What do they call Seaside City?"
"'The City of Fearless.'" Mike couldn't help laughing at this, with pride on his face, "You're right. Green Lantern is gone, but we never forget him. There's a statue of him in the middle of the city. , we even have a theme park with a green light. Do you know how that phrase is pronounced?"
"Which one?"
"The day is bright, and the night is vast. There is no place to hide. The heretics are chaotic and fear my divine light. The green light is always on, and the light is forever!" believers of the Bible.
Jay was surprised: "You will recite the green light oath?"
"Of course, many people in the seaside city will. It's like a slogan that can inspire people. The Metropolis doesn't have this, right?" Mike said, feeling a little smug.
When he tried again to get the next bottle of champagne, he was stopped by Jay, who said, "You're going to be drinking too much, man. Will's bar may not have strict alcohol control for a while, but I think You still have to keep your balance."
"Don't worry, my father gave me whisky for the first time since I was ten years old, and there are not many people who can drink me down." He smiled confidently, "Go to hell with alcohol control or something... ...unless you admit you're scared, then we can consider going back like this."
"I'm just trying to think of you." Jay shrugged and took a new bottle of champagne from the waiter. "But if you insist...then you're asking for it."
Although the results that followed were not unexpected, Mike's alcohol intake still made Jay admire them a little. This guy is like a bottomless wine barrel. Every glass of wine Jay drinks is instantly digested and decomposed by his body's powerful metabolic system. It's no different from drinking a few bottles of mineral water, but his mind is simple His roommate drank the same amount of alcohol. He watched Mike drink an exaggerated amount of champagne even for mineral water, and he almost couldn't bear to continue cheating with superpowers. He thought that Mike's previous words might not be all bragging, at least in the "there are not many people who can drink him down".
But no matter how drinkable he is, a contest with a Kryptonian will undoubtedly end in the same end - limp on the table like a root of noodles, snoring loudly in his nose, and spitting out a heavy drink gas.
Jay kinda regrets getting his roommate this far, because it means he has to carry the guy back to the dorm. He endured the smell of alcohol and took Mike back to the dormitory, pinched his nose and threw him on the bed in the dormitory, then locked the door and left the dormitory.
With such a strong smell of alcohol and roaring snoring, he didn't think there was any hope of falling asleep staying here tonight.
Jay removed his coat, and the badge he wore on his chest automatically activated his shirt and cape. He flew lightly into the air, soaring gently like a feather, and rose silently into the air of the city. Different from Gotham, even in the metropolis of Shenzhen, there are still bright lights. The brilliant lights reflect the city's brilliant golden color, and the view from the air is so beautiful that it is fascinating.
He continued to ascend gently until beyond the atmosphere, overlooking the azure planet from the icy black universe. The sun is in the other hemisphere at the moment, and this half is like being covered in a huge shadow, as if asleep.
Yet it still looks so beautiful.
Sleep is not indispensable for Kryptonians, and Jay likes to float in this quiet vacuum on nights when he doesn't sleep. In the past, he saw that Superman in comics and movies always liked to float alone from this angle to overlook the earth. He thought it was just because the artist thought this angle was more handsome, but now he seems to understand a little bit.
Being here because no one else can come, reminds you that you are different. I came here because the absolute silence and loneliness of a vacuum allow you to calm down quickly, and it's easier to clear your mind and think about a lot of things.
Originally he stood up as the new Superman to fill the vacancy of Superman, and now that Superman is back, maybe the world no longer needs him. But what's next? Is he going to drop his cloak and pretend to be an ordinary human again?
Maybe he never thought about it carefully in the past, but after so many times as a new superman, he has to face this problem again. He wasn't an ordinary person from the beginning, even though he had pretended to be like everyone else for so long, he couldn't deceive himself after all.
He can graduate from college with unprecedented grades, find cutting-edge jobs in any field, and earn huge salaries with ease, but so what? Just like his student career so far, he is always just a tall figure who is too good for others, and he will never be able to integrate into any circle and become part of this society. Yes, he can make a lot of money, but that's not attractive to him - if you can easily play with the laws of physics that have bound most of the powerful people on earth for so many years, people will flock to it. Money and power are, of course, less attractive.
Jay closed his eyes gently and muttered to himself in his heart—
—What do you want, Jay?