Chapter 3418 Midnight Son (Seventeen)
Stark talks with Miles, while Schiller talks to Consu in his heart.
"How is it? Have you felt the upgraded changes now?"
"General." Kong Su commented, "maybe there is improvement from yours before, but you are still far behind the other one."
"I can do it, but I didn't say I can do it well," Schiller said. "It's like I can imitate Stephen's surgical skills, but I don't have his muscle memory, nor his love for medicine, so I naturally can't be the hand of God, and the same goes for fighting."
“So what’s the point of this escalation?”
"Although the quality is not enough, you can make up for it in quantity. Fighting is just one of the skills, and there are many others."
"for example?"
"For example, I finally have the patience to study those magic and mythological majors." Schiller stopped at the door of the temple and did not go out with Stark and the others.
Everyone else looked back at him, and Schiller shook his head and said, "The image of the monster appears in multiple mythological systems, and I will investigate it from this perspective."
"Don't you really go with us to see the analysis results of the Minotaur?"
"I have my own analysis methods."
Myers remembered that the first defeated monster seemed to have been taken away by the Moonlight Knight. He nodded and said, "Well, if anything is discovered, I hope you can notify us."
"You haven't said you have agreed to join the team yet," Stark asked, standing at the door of the temple. "I admit that you are very strong in the use of magic. We need such talents. Do you want to join?"
Schiller nodded and said, "But I don't promise to act with you."
"It's up to you," Stark said as he turned around, "I don't think there will be any results in the investigation of myths. Let's go."
After Stark left, Schiller went to the back garden of the temple. On one side of the garden, there were several huge sarcophagus.
As soon as he raised his hand, one of them floated up and the lid opened, inside was a monster whose neck had almost been cut off before.
He has become human, but his state has been stopped, so he still maintains a painful and horrified expression.
Schiller closed the lid of the sarcophagus back and gently closed his fingers. The sarcophagus and the things inside turned into light and flew into the palm of his hand.
Then he turned into a moonlight and landed in front of the windowsill of the operating room on the top floor of the New York Presbyterian Hospital.
Strange, who was dozing against the wall, woke up in surprise and saw the figure on the windowsill, but he had not yet reacted.
Consu's disguise for Schiller could deceive ordinary people, but he could not deceive the Supreme Mage. Strange narrowed his eyes and said, "Am I dreaming? Why do you dress yourself up like this?"
"So you don't know yet? Let me introduce the third generation of the Moonlight Knight, the latest return of New York, to the third generation." Schiller took the hood down and said.
"What the hell?" Strange sneered.
"According to the laws of superheroes, are you the only person who knows my true identity? Are you happy?"
"According to Schiller's rules, if you say that, it means I should be the last one to know. Are you happy?"
"Who told you to lock yourself in the operating room these days? I don't dare to come in casually. If you tremble your hand and cause some irreparable losses to the human political and economics community, wouldn't that be too cheap for humans?"
Strange rolled his eyes wide.
“When is your next surgery?”
“After 20 minutes.”
"Do you mind if I'm in the team?"
"I really mind, go out, or I'll call the head nurse."
Schiller took out his written medical record, shook it in front of Strange and said, "Are you sure? Then I'll really leave."
"Back." Strange waved his hand, and the medical record was flew into his hands. He flipped it and put it aside, and then said, "You did it when the moon in New York disappeared the night before yesterday?"
"Kong Su's dry."
Ignoring Kong Su's curse in my ears, Schiller continued, "I'm here to find you with real business, you have to look at this."
Schiller spread his fingers, and a ball of light flew out. The black man, who was frozen by the moonlight, landed on the operating table. The wounds and blood on his neck remained in the state of being injured at that moment.
Strange seemed to feel something, his face became serious, put on his gloves and walked to the operating table, looking into the black man's eyes.
"I can't be sure," Strange shook his head and said, "The source of his power seems to be some kind of... curse? There are factors that I don't understand affecting the state of the curse, so I can't determine which kind of curse it is."
"I don't want you to investigate this, can you save him?"
Strange looked at Schiller speechlessly and said, "Are you really going to be a stupid superhero who knows nothing about social common sense and only knows how to shout justice and life-saving?"
"It's not okay to use magic?"
"You might as well go straight to death and resurrect him."
"I am working on superheroes now. Superheroes should cherish their lives. Don't let me always talk about words like losing money. That's too bad."
"Well, great hero, at the moment of his death, I can stop his soul and ask you what the hell is going on."
"I am really worthy of being the Supreme Master!" Schiller gave Strange a thumbs up.
Schiller took back the moonlight energy attached to the black man, and blood began to splatter on his neck, and most of his neck was broken. It was only a matter of time whether he was dealt with or not.
It took only a few seconds to no vital signs. Strange grabbed the void and a phantom was intercepted.
Schiller knew that time was tight and he had no nonsense. He looked at the black man and said, "Are you aware of what you would become a monster?"
As soon as the black man opened his mouth and wanted to speak, Schiller interrupted him and continued, "I think you should understand the current situation. You are dead and cannot be resurrected. Did some people not mention this when they promised you certain conditions?"
A complicated expression appeared on the black man's face. After a while, he opened his mouth and Schiller heard a faint voice.
"A woman named Perry found me and said that if I took some medication and went to the parade, I would give me a lot of money."
“Where is the medicine?”
"Only one, I've eaten it."
"What does that woman look like?"
"White hair, tall, with a strange look."
"I get it, you can rest in peace."
The soul soon disappeared into the operating room, and Schiller looked at Strange again and said, "I know you shouldn't have time to help me investigate and open the library of the New York Temple to me."
Strange frowned and said, "You won't plan to go through those ancient books by yourself, are you? When did you have this kind of patience?"
"When did I not have this patience?"
"You haven't been there at any time," Strange sneered, "You didn't have any investigations before. You just could weave a big net and wait for these idiots to take the bait."
"I... am very idle lately, can't I?"
"Then help me make up a few more medical records." Strange pointed to the computer and said.
"At most 20 more copies are added. Please, I am not your intern, you can't always use me like this."
"If you were my intern, I would hang myself on the shadowless lamp now, 30 pieces. Everything has a price - welcome to the magic world."
Ten minutes later, Schiller came to the New York Temple with the key, and there were only a few little wizards on duty here. After seeing the key, they led Schiller to the library.
In order to facilitate the monks' practice, each temple has a library, but if the collections are stored in different temples, it will still be very troublesome to find them.
Therefore, after becoming the supreme wizard of ancient times, she used magic to turn all the libraries of the temple into the projection of the Kama Taj Sutra Pavilion. The true bodies of all the classics are stored in the depths of Kama Taj, and the wizards can review their projections in the libraries of each temple.
However, there is also a small problem with this, which is that the projection of the same book, and only one person can read the book at the same time. Someone is already reading it, but others cannot read it after taking it out.
But this generally doesn't affect anything, because there are so many classics here that no one happens to read the same book. The more commonly used magic books have copied many alternate books, and there are many projections, so there will be no conflict.
After Strange became the Supreme Mage, he set up a modern query system here. Schiller walked to the crystal ball in the middle of the library and entered the entries he wanted to query, such as "Nutao Monster", "Myth", "Curse", "Combination of Technology and Magic", etc., and soon many book lists popped up.
Schiller clicked on the first one and was about to look at it one by one, but found that half of the books in this "Collection of Human Myths and Their Development History" were actually reading them, and they couldn't read them at all.
Schiller clicked on the second one, "A popular science review of all monsters in ancient and modern times on Earth", and found that this one was even more outrageous. 70% of the books were read, and the remaining books were relatively marginalized at first glance, and they all talked about monsters from remote areas and had no useful information.
Schiller followed this and found that about 60% of the books were read by people on the entries related to the keywords he searched for.
If there is a problem with the system, it may be that someone is querying the same content in the same way, and it is not one or two people, but many people.
Schiller seemed to have thought of something, so he took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
"Hey? Shangqi? How are you doing recently?...I'm having some trouble here, please help me go to the Hong Kong Temple..."
"What? Martial law is there? Why martial law is there? OK, I understand."
Hang up the phone and Schiller began to think.
Xu Shangqi was admitted to the engineering team for building Neptune Star Port in China for his outstanding physical fitness and bilingual level. He has been working at Xinggang some time ago and was recently transferred back to Shenzhen. He is also responsible for the contact work between Neptune Star Port and the ground.
According to him, the Hong Kong Temple declared martial law, which seemed to be because a group of experts from the mainland were doing some research, which was in line with the situation where most of the books Schiller discovered were read.
Then there is a possibility that the Minotaur monster also appeared in China, and now it is also investigating where this thing came from.
But what Schiller couldn't understand was that if the Minotaur was created by Roxon's company, why would they work hard towards China?
Roxon's energy business covers the world and can even be said to have the economic lifeline of many countries, but this certainly does not include China, and there should be no intersection between the two.
China in the Marvel Universe is much stronger than Schiller's universe, and it is not easy to mess with. The Himalayas are just like the air and iron. Kama Taj dares not say anything. The Supreme Master has to talk about cooperation with kind words. Which onion is the Rockson company?
Suddenly, Schiller remembered a setting in the comics. Roxen is actually an interstellar energy company, with energy exploitation sites in Jupiter, Warnerheim and other dimensions of the nine major countries.
Chapter completed!