Chapter 3431 Midnight Son (Thirty)
When Dr. Otto landed, Schiller had already arrived. He saw the other party aiming at him with a high-energy ray gun and instinctively dodging to the side.
"Si—"
An extremely dazzling beam of light shot out from the muzzle. Even Hulk quickly lowered his head to avoid it, and Captain America blocked his eyes with a shield. The extremely gorgeous light would burn the retina just by taking a look.
Only Dario, who had no idea about Otto, had a red magic light flashed in his palm, and a magic shield blocked him. As a result, under the huge amount of energy output, the magic shield lasted for less than three seconds and suddenly shattered, and the energy beam hit his chest.
Dario was knocked out, the skin on his chest was burned with a big hole, his lungs were burned black, and the ribs on both sides were exposed.
Others were shocked. They had thought that Otto's energy gun had a strong lethality, but they never thought that it was so strong.
Otto has been studying artificial sun projects. However, since the solar system development program began to transform the energy of the real sun on a large scale, he has changed his research ideas and started to study the extremely compressed small suns.
This is how the high-energy ray gun was born. It is no exaggeration to say that there is now a small sun with almost complete fusion reaction in his gun, and the momentary output can melt almost anything.
Although there are various shortcomings of long cooling time, high scrap rate, and undifferentiated attacks, it is undeniable that the power of this first shot is quite amazing.
At present, there is an enlarged version of this high-energy ray gun on the newly built starship of humans, and it is also the only ship-based weapon that only uses human science and technology. However, it was not researched by Otto, but research in the same direction was the same destination. Otto's main achievements are miniaturization.
This shot woke Dario up.
Looking at the fully armed Avengers members in front of him, he couldn't figure out why he had met them for a while.
Then he saw the Moonlight Knight mixed in the crowd. He staggered up from the ground, pointed in that direction and shouted, "He did it first, why don't you hit him!"
Everyone turned their heads and looked in Schiller's direction.
Natasha winked at Steve, and Steve raised his shield and said, "Drive this monster out of the main city first, don't let him hurt people!"
The Avengers rushed over one after another. Dario's chest wound was healing itself, but under the influence of various attacks, the speed was very slow, so he had to turn around and run away in shame.
He ran and scolded: "You damn bastards! That person in white is the terrorist who blows up the information center! You should go after him!"
Natasha on the helicopter took out her ears.
Dario was almost suffocating, but Natasha didn't think there was anything wrong. Even if they didn't talk about their personal relationship with Schiller, would you have to open your eyes to see what you two look like?
One was covered in hair, with horns on his head, and his eyes were still flashing red. He rushed into the city without saying a word, and broke half of the path with one foot; the other was wearing a silver cloak, holding a staff in his hand, and came with the light and went with the wind. Who do you think the superhero will hit first?
Now you understand the importance of skin and special effects? Schiller said to Consu, "Just like him, you have to be checked for your ID three times when you help your grandma cross the road. Just like me, you will be killed so hard that you will be bloody, and superheroes will have to be polite first and then soldiers."
Kong Su's beak moved and made a clicking sound, but he did not refute it, but changed the topic and said: "You exposed your identity in front of Dario. If he could run away today, you would be in danger."
Kong Su thought Schiller would say he couldn't escape. As a result, Schiller shook his head and said, "He won't announce my identity."
"Why?"
"I'm quite popular on the Internet, with many fans and a small number of fanatical fans. If he announces that I'm a terrorist who blows up the Oregon Information Storage Center, but can't come up with any evidence, it will only make my fans more sympathetic to me."
"What if he just said you were the Moonlight Knight?"
“That will only bring me more fans.”
Kong Su was speechless. Schiller continued: "If he was smart enough, he would feel that he had gotten my handle and then come to negotiate with me."
"What chips do you have?"
"As he said, I am friends with many people in the Avengers. Now, his plan has caused heavy losses to the Dark Elf. He needs a stronger backer to have the confidence to negotiate with the Dark Elf."
Schiller flew to the place where he parked before, and upon arrival, he found that the blue Ford had no problem except for a slight scratch. So he changed into the Moonlight Knight's clothing and drove to the repair shop.
"In the eyes of such people, there is no distinction between countries, races and even civilizations. Whoever can bring benefits to them will fall wherever they want."
"Dark elves can give them better technology so that they can still maintain the monopoly of traditional energy in the post-sun energy era, so that they can sell the interests of the earth without any scruples; and once the dark elves start to cause trouble for them, the superheroes on the earth can protect them, and they will immediately start to win over the superheroes."
"Even if you blow up their information center?"
"Even though I not only blow up their information center, I came to provoke him, and even led the Avengers to beat him up, he could only swallow his anger. Because he felt that as long as he endured for a while, he would always turn over."
Schiller waited until evening in the car repair, and then drove to Wanda's house. Wanda knew what was going on in Manhattan, so she did not go to care about the car, but hurried to Schiller and said, "Are you okay? Doctor?"
Schiller shook his head and said, "How is the cat? Has the vaccine been received?"
Wanda nodded and led Shiller into the house, saying, "They are very well-behaved and cooperated. The doctor also dewormed them. I bought a lot of kitten food, you can take some of them, they love to eat."
Schiller nodded, and after walking over, he saw four little beads rolling on the sofa. He laughed, walked over and hugged the one that was pitch black, and touched his head.
"The cat's breed looks like it's short," Wanda said. "At least that's what the pet doctor said. Be careful to give it weight control and don't let it eat too much."
Schiller touched the head of the little black cat. From the outline of his face, he could see that this was a breed cat. His two round big eyes were golden because they were too dark. Only two golden circles could be seen on his body.
Then, he looked at the three remaining kittens, one was beautiful, one was raccoon, and the other was orange cat like Gugu.
"Did you give them a good name?" Schiller asked.
"Of course. How about Friday, Saturday and Sunday?"
"Not bad." Schiller put the little black cat in the air box, carried it into the air box, and said as he walked out, "I thought you would call them Eric, Lorna and Pitro."
Wanda, who walked out the door, was stunned. The evening sunset shone on her red hair, and the healthy blush on her face became more obvious. This made her look like a static flame. She seemed to be beginning to think about Schiller's proposal seriously.
"If you had three cats, what would you call them? Doctor?" Wanda shouted at him, standing by the door.
"It won't be Tony, Stephen and Peter anyway." Schiller turned around and smiled.
Facing the setting sun, Schiller drove home. Back to the second floor of the Moonlight Temple, Schiller had just put down his cat when the phone rang.
"Doctor Schiller? I think we can talk."
A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone. Schiller didn't hear the weakness from his tone. It seemed that the Avengers were not beaten hard enough. Perhaps they would rather sit in the office and fill out the psychological assessment form.
"I don't think we have anything to talk about," Schiller said.
"You should know what you did. Even if you are confident and don't leave any evidence, if Roxon must investigate, you will be in trouble. Why not talk about cooperation and write down the past?
"I don't know what you're talking about. But if you want to meet me, you should first go to Nick to ask me about my salary."
"I heard that Stark gives you $300 million in a quarter. I don't know how often he meets you, but if you are willing to come, the money will be on time on your card."
"I'm a psychiatrist. If you want to receive psychotherapy, I can make an appointment for you. Where are we meeting you?"
"Roxson New York Headquarters. You should know the address."
"Okay, how about tomorrow?"
"Uh, it's still too early. The day after tomorrow. But I hope our treatment process is completely private..."
"You can rest assured that I am quite professional."
After hanging up the phone, Schiller turned around and called Stark. This was the first time he had called Stark as Schiller after he chose to be a superhero.
"Hey? The chairman of Tony Roxon Company invited me to go to their company's headquarters the day after tomorrow for psychotherapy. What do you think?"
"Of course not. Why do you always think about money? I just want to tell you that I am a very professional doctor. This treatment is completely private and will never be revealed. It is impossible to be monitored..."
"Okay, I get it. Just let the mecha deliver to my clinic."
After hanging up the phone again, Schiller called Nick again. Before he could speak, Nick roared first.
"Look at the good things you did! That damn monster was destroyed in Manhattan. Do you know how much money the aftermath funds are needed?! This will be deducted from your salary!! And Oregon..."
"Calm down, the chairman of Nick Roxon Company invited me to go to their company's headquarters for psychotherapy. I want to emphasize to you that I am a very professional doctor with a very reasonable fee, and I will never speak loudly..."
"Oh...oh, oh-yes. You have always been the most ethical employee of SHIELD. However, if you want to take up your working hours to give him a private treatment, you should naturally compensate you for enough loss of work. Don't worry, I'll talk to you, and you will definitely not suffer."
"Then I'll trouble you, Director. Oregon's affairs..."
"It was all the hell that Agg shirked responsibility. Maybe his employee training was not done well, and the temporary worker misoperated and caused the server to explode, which destroyed the information storage center. He even wanted to come and cheat us, but there was no door!"
"I'm relieved. Happy cooperation, Director."
Putting down his phone, Schiller drove back to the clinic. Not long after, he heard the knock on the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Stark wearing a mecha.
Chapter completed!