Although the thoughts were very tortuous, in fact, only a few seconds had passed in the outside world. Zhong Stark and Strange had seen Schiller dazed on the hospital bed for a few seconds. They only took away the thoughts as a recurrence of mental illness.
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In fact, mental patients often have this kind of performance, especially Stark, who is familiar with psychology, understands that short and intermittent sluggishness is exactly the symptom of their illness.
Therefore, when Schiller suddenly proposed to go to the Mercury base, Stark and Strange, who were bickering, unanimously and firmly rejected him.
"Don't think about it, Schiller, there are no doors! There is no scenery on Mercury, it is closer to the sun, and it cannot make your condition any better. Although I don't want to ask you to stay in the hospital, there must be people around you.
There are guardians…except Nick!”
"On this point, I agree with Tony." Strange glanced at Stark, snorted and said, "It's not good for your mental state to pay too much attention to the progress of something. It may aggravate the situation."
Your obsessive behavior, or you can go to the Himalayas to recuperate for two more months, which is close enough to the sun..."
"I mean, the construction of the Mercury base has been going on for so long, and I haven't even seen it with my own eyes. I should have seen it, after all, I was also involved in the plan." Schiller explained with a smile.
"Schiller, we don't want to exclude you from the plan, but it is very dangerous to rashly send you to another planet when your brain wave abnormality has not been resolved."
Connors calmly pushed up his glasses and continued to explain: "What I mean is, the sun and Mercury can be very dangerous."
Just as Schiller was about to open his mouth to speak, Connors interrupted him and added: "Judging from the data, our Sun and Mercury are pretty good, and there is no need to change them for the time being."
"I don't know when you will tell bad jokes again." Schiller said with dissatisfaction: "It's not even as funny as what Nick said."
"Forget about that damn vampire!" Otto snorted coldly. He was also aware of and participated in the multiverse plan, so he said: "He hopes that I can contact the peers in other universes and provide them with a job.
For a job that is extremely intense and demanding, but with extremely low wages, it is best to be grateful..."
Schiller averted his eyes. He would not say that he actually wanted to offer the job.
"It seems that you have caused public outrage." Batman's voice rang in Schiller's heart: "You must have done something to cause dissatisfaction among your friends. I advise you to pretend for a while. After you are discharged from the hospital,
Let’s discuss other things.”
"Why do you talk so much?" Schiller replied very dissatisfied. He snorted in his heart and said: "What did I do? I did it for their own good!"
"When you said this, I could already imagine you doing something crazy." Batman hit the nail on the head.
Just as Schiller was about to explain, the cell phone on the bedside table rang. He wanted to reach out for it, but the tentacles behind Stark moved faster.
"Hello?" Stark picked up the phone and said, after hearing the voice on the other side, he frowned suddenly, and then said very firmly: "No, you can't let him return to work, S.H.I.E.L.D.
No sick leave? …What? Just funeral leave?”
"How many days can I take for funeral leave? Natasha took three days? Then I think Schiller should also...what? Natasha sacrificed more than 50 times to get three days?"
"Nick Fury!" Stark took the phone and called the name of the person opposite. His tone was not very friendly. He spoke quickly: "Schiller needs to rest! We all agree with this, why are you different?
"
Stark changed the phone to another hand, took a deep breath and said: "Every time you discuss those damn macroeconomics plans, you stay up all night! Not to mention, he needs to take care of the finances of the Tianjian Bureau. SHIELD
He is also responsible for the bureau's finances, and he is responsible for the mental health of the agents. Now you even want him to teach the agents, what do you think of Schiller, your money-making tool?!"
"He regards himself as a money-making tool, can you regard it as a money-making tool?! Stop messing around! Nick, I'm warning you, although Howard is still in the Andromeda Galaxy, he will definitely be able to create a magic weapon within two hours.
I can also put on the armor that beats up Nick!"
Schiller was lying on the hospital bed with a helpless face, but Batman said in his heart: "I take back what I said before..."
"What? Oh, you mean he looks like a retard? It seems you have discovered that he doesn't look like a retard, he is a retard."
"On the contrary, he should be the smartest man in the world." Batman once again pointed out the key to the problem, "Although he may not have told you clearly, he has obviously seen how crazy you are."
"He is trying his best to restore your crazy, sharp, sensitive, and emotional genius. In addition to wisdom, he is also full of inspiration."
"If the Bruce in my world had half your talent for psychology, Arrogance wouldn't have to worry about losing his hair every day."
Schiller sighed, and then said in his heart: "I plan to take a step back. The Mercury base will not be seen for the time being. They will not let me leave the earth, but I will go and see the armor built by the smartest man in the world.
There should be no problem."
After saying that, regardless of Batman's reply, Schiller directly said to Stark: "Nick has told me a long time ago that he hopes that I will serve as an instructor for SHIELD agents. Now you insist on keeping me in the hospital.
I told you before the treatment."
"Don't expect us to pay attention to what comes first!" Stark blocked all Schiller's explanations as soon as he opened his mouth. "There are no doors, there are no doors! As Connors said, you have to make sure first
My brain wave abnormality has been eliminated..."
"Okay, but I don't want to be in the hospital."
"Then where do you want to go?"
"Isn't it okay with Stark Tower?" Schiller said, looking into Stark's eyes.
Stark was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, the state of shutting down his brain and not being deceived disappeared. He stuttered and said: "Why are you going to Stark Tower? Isn't it the most annoying thing for you that I asked you to turn on the light bulb?
?"
"I heard that your latest experimental armor has made some breakthroughs. I want to take a look. What do you think?"
There was a trace of hesitation on Stark's face, and Schiller added another irritation: "I just rejected the offer to go to Kama Taj for recuperation."
"Okay, I'll go get discharged from the hospital."
"Tony Stark!!" Strange looked at Stark with wide eyes, as if looking at a traitor. Stark walked towards the door and made a face at him, his brisk steps betraying him.
The same lighthearted mood.
"As coaxable as a dog, right?" Schiller said in his mind as he watched Stark's leaving figure.
"Are you talking about yourself?"
Batman used another question to express his affirmation. Before Schiller could speak, he continued: "You are not taking a step back, you are really happy to get the consent."
"Shut up." Schiller said angrily.
Soon, Stark came back and called a shuttle dedicated to the Stark Group. Schiller directly opened the window and boarded the private air transportation device.
The shuttle flew quickly over New York. Batman looked down at the city through Schiller's vision. Just as Schiller was about to ask him if he was curious about it, Batman said:
"It looks a bit like a combination of Gotham and Metropolis, with chaos and order, darkness and light, modern and retro, advanced and backward, and a contradictory beauty."
"Batman, do you know?" When Schiller closed his eyes and took a nap on the shuttle seat, Greed came to the theater again. He put his hands on the back of the chair, turned to look at Batman and said, "Maybe in the future
, I will also tell people you know how to predict things...can you really not?"
"This is not intuition." Batman shook his head and said: "I lack this kind of sudden inspiration, or in other words, I exchanged this ability for a stronger ability to prepare for a rainy day."
"Before I came here, I asked Arrogance what I would see, and he gave me a preliminary introduction to your results."
"You mean, he turned a surprise trip into a boring tour?" Greedy curled his lips and said, "It suits his old-fashioned attitude."
"No, I think what he expressed is far less than what I saw with my own eyes, and there will be more surprises on this trip."
"Didi!"
Schiller suddenly woke up when the shuttle arrived. He took a deep breath, stood up, and walked towards the window of Stark Tower.
Then he discovered that Batman might really be unpredictable, because as soon as his feet landed on the ground, a piece of armor flew past his scalp with a "swish" sound, followed by a "bang" sound.
, Stark on the other side of the room lay directly on the ground.
Iron Man, armed with only one arm, got up from the ground in a daze. He took a deep breath and cursed: "You damn traitor! When will you listen to me?"
Schiller stood in front of the window speechlessly, watching Stark wipe his nosebleed, limping to the display stand of his armor, and re-hanging the flying parts.
"A major advance in materials science?" Schiller teased.
"Part of it." Stark replied: "What I want is not just progress in materials science. I am working on a real intelligent armor, not the kind of intelligence controlled by Jarvis, but turning steel into a part of me."
, directly controlled by my thoughts, similar to neural connections without physical contact.”
Stark also took off the armor from his arm and slowly hung it back on the display stand. Then he walked to the side of the experimental table, picked up the design drawing, and wrote on the display stand of the armor.
He didn't seem to mind at all that Schiller didn't understand these technological creations, and just muttered while writing:
"I know it sounds a bit incredible. How can nerves be connected over long distances? But I found that the bioelectricity emitted by the human brain when controlling nerves is actually very regular."
"As long as I add 'nerves' to my suit, not human nerves, but something stronger and more reliable, and then use this regular frequency radiation to control the nerves inside the metal, I will
I can have a battle armor that truly connects with my heart..."
"This can solve the problem that no matter how I develop artificial intelligence, I still have to communicate commands through other intelligent creatures. I know that Jarvis can calculate very quickly, but he has left now. He is already a
The real life is no longer my slave. I have to learn to stand on my own, and so does my suit."
"So this time, have you hit a truck?" Schiller deliberately didn't mention anything. He found that Stark's suit hanging on the display rack had some collision marks, although he didn't know if it had collided with the truck.
, but obviously still not hit.
"It's not important. The key to this technology is not strength." Stark said stubbornly.
Just when Batman was observing these strange-shaped steel parts through Schiller's vision, suddenly, there was another commotion from the window.
A black-haired man wearing a black robe, a golden cloak, and a horned crown walked in from the shuttle entrance and said loudly as he walked:
"Tony Stark, I really have to talk about you! Nick called me and said that you kidnapped Schiller. Don't you know? SHIELD is going crazy with a shortage of agents right now. You can't stop it.
Take Schiller to teach the agents..."
Stark looked at the high-spirited Loki, showed a fake smile, suddenly turned sideways, moved his eyes to his back, and said, "What is that?"
"Don't play such childish tricks with me!" Loki snorted coldly.
"boom!"
The part that hit Loki on the back of the head drew a smooth arc in the laboratory and flew back to Stark's arm.
Stark walked to Loki who was lying on the ground and said, "Now, who is childish?"
Loki, who was lying on the ground, slowly clenched his fists, while Batman and Schiller stood together.
