The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Schiller walked over, picked up the old-fashioned record player, patted it, and said, "Hmm...it may be broken, this kind of antique is always a bit dull."

Daredevil couldn't see, but he was really frightened by the music just now, he said: "I never knew that such an old thing could make such a big noise..."

Peter said: "It seems that he is just as old-fashioned as Steve."

In his head, Schiller warned his symbiont viciously: "If you turn up the music so loud again, you'll never drink again!"

As a result, the symbiote chattered excitedly in his mind, and it took Schiller a long time to understand.

The symbiote told him that until last night, the symbiote wasn't actually an adult, but just a juvenile symbiote.

Originally, symbiotes were not divided into adults and infants, but this special symbiote specially created by the god of symbiosis is very different. He needs energy to nourish him in order to grow himself.

Just last night, the symbiote discovered that he had unlocked his gene pool, the code engraved in the genes of each symbiote, which allowed him to possess the abilities of other symbiotes, such as splitting and reproducing, infiltrating into To control them among other objects, even to imitate and fabricate them out of thin air.

Schiller can clearly feel that the symbiote's speech has become much more organized, and finally it is no longer like the original repeater.

The symbiote told him that this was because the language of the symbiote family was hidden in his genetic code, and of course it was the language that the symbiote god used to scold the streets, which he didn't know before.

Hearing this, Schiller tried to say, "Nataru?"

Almost instantly, Schiller felt a brain wave of shock, anger, grievance and other emotions mixed together in his mind, and the symbiote seemed to be shocked and broken.

After the introduction of the symbiont, Schiller knew that the language of their family was different from that of humans, and different from any language in the world.

The language of the symbiont family is a language of directory sequences, and each syllable they utter is actually a catalog of a large section of content, and the real content is engraved in their gene pool, which only the symbiont family can understand.

The content engraved in the gene bank is not a text that humans can understand, but a code that requires special organs to decipher. This is a very special encrypted language. Any race other than the symbiote, although it can hear The symbionts are talking, but they can't understand what they are saying at all. This is because the content of the symbionts' speech is actually the directory in their gene pool code.

For example, the word "Nataru" has only three syllables, but when these three syllables are substituted into the sequence of the gene pool of the symbiont, it represents a brain wave that lasts almost tens of minutes.

And the content represented by this syllable is the sum of all the curse words in the symbiont language, which is much dirtier than the swear words in any language on earth.

The symbiote says, "That word! Get spanked!"

Schiller thought for a while, obviously, the useless knowledge has increased again.

The venom is now either on Deadpool or in the petri dish of S.H.I.E.L.D., and some other symbiotes have not appeared. Even if they did, why did Schiller follow them and scold the street? He's not the god of the symbiote.

Steve missed his meal when he came at noon. He saw the dejected Peter, so he asked him: "You still haven't finished your homework. Wasn't yesterday's night enough?"

"Damn all night." Schiller said, he pointed his hand, and then said: "You'd better ask those two handles, how were they treated yesterday, the sound of their skills yesterday, I was in two Can be heard from the street…”

"Don't say that, it sounds too old fashioned," Pikachu said.

Steve waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't interrupt, let's get down to business. I may be going to perform a task recently. Of course, it's not a big deal. I want to take Peter with me, just to let him exercise."

"You have to ask Stark about this, after all, Peter signed the contract with him first."

"That rich guy is going to keep Peter in those suffocating labs? What is he trying to make Peter into? A sissy like him?" Steve said.

Schiller said: "It happens that I will be away for a while recently. Before that, I will go to see Stark again, but I am not sure whether he will agree to hand Peter over to you. After all, you know that between you We don't have a good impression of each other..."

"You're leaving? Where are you going?" Steve asked.

Schiller shook his head and said nothing, and finally Matt said: "I think Peter should really go with the captain. Such."

"The place I'm going to is the west. Speaking of which, it's been a long time since the last time I went there, but I remember that the scenery there is quite good."

Peter is already a little moved. Matt is right. Because of the family’s financial difficulties, Peter has never traveled since he was a child. The farthest place he has been to is only the suburbs of New York. What American boy doesn't have a cowboy dream?

Seeing Peter looking at him expectantly, Schiller raised his hands and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go and convince Stark. But you better take it easy, going out to the field is not the same as doing experiments in the laboratory , Peter, if you were hurt in any way, your aunt would surely shed a liter of tears."

Peter covered his forehead, he wanted to go crazy.

Steve said: "You'd better not have such high expectations, don't think this is really a tour, boy, if you don't do well, the first one to beat you will not be the enemy, but me. "

"Who is your enemy?" Schiller said, "Of course, I only want to know things that are within my confidentiality level. Other than that, I have no interest."

Steve said: "Actually, it's not a difficult guy to deal with. S.H.I.E.L.D. is in the west and found some secret spies. It may not be accurate to say they are spies. It should be called killer organization."

"They seem to call themselves ninjas. They come and go without a trace. I don't know who hired them. They killed a state congressman. In fact, this is not a big deal, but it seems that the leader of them has a bigger plan. I just needed a warm-up as well."

Matt stood up and said, "It's the Hand. Erica told me that their organization wanted to come here to find the keel, but there has been no progress, so they took orders in the mainland and caused many murders..."

"S.H.I.E.L.D. may not be ignorant of this. They haven't made any big moves yet, which means the situation should still be under control." Schiller said, "More importantly, if S.H.I.E.L.D. wants to know the conspiracy behind them, Then you have to be patient.”

Matt sat down again. He knew that SHIELD had been eyeing him and his girlfriend Erica early in the morning. If they didn't move now, it doesn't mean there won't be any in the future. Erica is also a killer of the Hand. Also hired by Jin Bin, Matt has to find a way to get her out.

Schiller patted him on the shoulder and said: "I know what you are worried about. You are not afraid of the shadow, but your girlfriend is not. You don't want her to be a spy to save your life, because it is also dangerous. , but I can give you a suggestion."

"Although I don't know what a keel is, it must be a good thing, otherwise, would the hand try to find it? If you say such a good thing, would Jin Bing like it?"

Matt quickly understood what he meant. Although they are all bad people, they may not come together, especially when they have a conflict of interest. Perhaps Erica can find an opportunity to get out of it.

After Steve left, Schiller was taken to the Stark Tower in a special car, and Stark stayed in his laboratory again, frantically tinkering with those mechs. Seeing this, Schiller shook his head and said, "If this goes on, it will become a mecha. It's not me who became a vampire, but you."

Stark twisted the wrench hard, he said: "You don't know what the people from the army came to me yesterday and said, ha, they want my mecha, guess what they want to do with it?"

Schiller didn't answer him, Stark was silent for a while, stood up, he threw away the wrench, looked at his mech and said: "You are right, I can't give up what the enemy wants, now They want to turn my mechs into war machines, so do I have to dismantle them?"

Stark said to himself: "Even if I dismantle all the mechs, what will I get? The world will be peaceful? There will be no more wars?... They will just change the way, And the result is that people who should have been saved because of me no longer have the chance."

"I know you don't want to give it to them, you should have turned them down hard, and then they will show a step-back attitude, and they will say 'well, we don't want your mecha anymore, give it to us Just a normal weapon.' Right?"

Stark pursed his lips, he knew that Schiller was right, this was an old trick of those people.

"Can I really only choose S.H.I.E.L.D.?" Stark said.

He walked over from the laboratory bench, pulled a chair and sat down, leaning on the back of the chair tiredly, and said: "The most tiring thing for me is that you know that every road is a trap, but you still have to Choose none."

"I don't know if Howard knew it was going to be like this when he built S.H.I.E.L.D. But I think he should, because he's smart, as smart as you, Stark, but he chose Do it."

"Do you also want me to fall to S.H.I.E.L.D.? If I choose S.H.I.E.L.D. now, it will indeed save me a lot of trouble. As long as S.H.I.E.L.D. does not let go, no one can take my machine away from me." A, but I always feel that this decision will bring me more trouble."

"Do you have a third way?" Schiller asked.

"I don't think I have, but you don't have to be so direct."

"It's true that you don't have a third way, but you still have another choice, which is not to choose."

"Can……"

Before Stark could refute, Schiller said:

“You get caught in a mental cycle where you feel like you have to really pick a side, but you don’t. You can put it off forever, and if one of the parties is critical of you, then you give him some hints, such as the offer from the other party. The conditions are more favorable, you are already tempted..."

"What you don't realize is that it's a buyer's market," Schiller said. "You don't choose whoever puts more pressure on you, but only because they offer better terms."

"And who can offer the conditions that Stark, the world's richest man, will be attracted to? I think as an unprecedented rich man and scientific genius, your asking price is a little higher, and no one should question it, right?"

Stark showed a very complicated and tangled expression, he said: "You mean... I want to be like a woman who is hanging two boyfriends at the same time, pretending to be the one who behaves better, But in fact, I don’t follow anyone, but I just enjoy their hospitality for granted.”

"I have to say, Stark, that damn metaphor of yours speaks volumes for your damn character," Schiller said.

Stark was not ashamed but proudly spread his hands and said: "Who is the guy who understands women's hearts best? It's me, the charming Stark."

Schiller said: "Jarvis, the monitoring in Pepper's office should be useful yesterday, right? I can't wait to see the heroic appearance of this Mr. Stark, who understands women's hearts the most."

"Damn it...Jarvis, you didn't break it yesterday? You still have the camera on?? Hey, don't, don't call the screen, well, I admit, there are some women I don't understand, the most important of which is Pepper."

Jarvis made two beeps and said, "Miss Pepper has been connected for twenty-three minutes."

Stark jumped straight out of his chair.

"Just kidding, sir," Jarvis said. Schiller continued: "Who is the guy who understands women's hearts best? It's Jarvis!"

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