Chapter 1,284 How Vengeful Is Schiller? (Part 2)

As summer gradually enters, the hot sunshine on the New York coastline makes the hurried big city people sweat trickling down the back of their necks.

The shuttles and sky trains flying across the skyline cast fleeting shadows, temporarily blocking the heat and allowing pedestrians some breathing space.

On the top floor of the Stark Tower, in Tony Stark's dedicated laboratory, Schiller held his face with his hands, trying to open his eyelids as if they were filled with lead. In his hazy and hazy vision, Peter wearing black-rimmed glasses Debating on technical issues in the third round with Stark, who was wearing half of his armor.

"No, Mr. Stark, you have to listen to me on this matter. Only miniaturization and civilian use are the way forward. Imagine that the nano-painting technology of the spacecraft can be used in many fields of civilian commodity production. Our next phase of work should be to reduce costs and expand application areas.”

"Yes, but this cannot prevent us from continuing to deepen our research. Listen to me, Peter, you can't continue to waste time in Experimental Group 3. Dr. Connors needs you, your genius brain and inspiration."

"But you clearly promised me to participate in the magic experiment group before, have you forgotten? The symbiote Hongfeng in my body has absorbed a lot of the power of faith of the Morlun family, and I am fully capable of exploring the magic field. …”

"Stop talking nonsense, kid. There's no way I'm going to let you go. That damn long-faced Supreme Mage has been plotting against you for a long time. I'm going to find a tabloid reporter to write a report next week, saying that he abducted the genius researcher Peter Parker. , he wants to be your sugar daddy..."

"You can't do that, Mr. Stark, you're too childish."

In Schiller's mind palace, Schiller, who had just taken the elevator from his surface consciousness and descended, sighed as he walked into the corridor, and said to himself: "What the hell, what about spaceship painting technology and Peter Parker?" Which research group I want to go to, what does it have to do with me?”

"Forget it, I can take advantage of this time to pretend to be asleep and be lazy for a while." Greedy yawned, stood at the door of his room, stretched, opened the door and walked in.

As soon as he took off his coat, he heard a knock on the door. Greedy was a little confused, but he still glanced at the door and asked: "Who?"

"Arrogance asked me to deliver something to you." A slightly deep voice sounded outside the door, and Greedy's eyes widened in shock.

He quickly walked to the door, pulled the door handle, and opened the door. What appeared outside was Bruce Wayne's face.

Before Greed could scream, Bruce quickly stepped forward and squeezed in through the crack of the door, then slammed the door shut.

"God, didn't the superego clean up the inside of the tower when I traveled across the world? Why are you stranded here?" His greedy eyes almost fell out, and he raised his voice and said, "Do you know what you did? What?"

After saying that, Greedy was stunned for a moment, and then he grabbed Bruce's arm in a panic, trying to push him out of the door. While pushing him, he said: "No, that guy Arrogant must have been careless and forgot to push you out." Send it back, oh my god, this is no joke, come with me, I have to send you back before the superego finds out."

But Bruce stood there without moving. Greedy turned around in surprise. The moment he met Bruce's dark blue eyes, he took two steps back in horror and shouted.

“Batman??!

!

"

Greed was completely frozen in place. After looking at Batman for a few seconds, he suddenly ran to the corner, holding the walls on both sides with both hands, and spoke in a trembling tone that could be called frightened.

"You are not that little bat, you are the Batman of the main universe!

!

Why are you here? ? ? !

! "

"I told you, Arrogance asked me to give you something."

"ah??!

Greedy let out a confused exclamation. Then he pressed his forehead with his hand, took a few deep breaths, shook his head vigorously and said, "Wait a minute, I have a few questions. First of all, How did you get in? !

"

Bruce's eyes looked toward the ground, and Greed followed his eyes and looked down. Then Bruce looked at Greed's eyes again and said, "That hole at the bottom."

"I know, I know that of course you couldn't have come in through the main entrance. The problem is that you are from another universe. How could you... I mean, okay, you have come in once before, but you also cannot……"

"Lucifer." Batman spit out a name.

"ah??!

"

"They restarted my universe, making all my efforts during this period in vain. They also deleted everyone's memory of Schiller in that universe, blocking the spelling and syllables of his name so that he could no longer appear in any way. In my universe."

Batman said calmly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"But I thought this was neither just nor fair. Schiller was my friend, and I didn't want his existence to be erased from my universe, so I started trying to change his name back until something like this appeared before my eyes. Angelic hallucination."

"That angel said I was crazy, but I know I wasn't, because people who restart the universe at will are crazy."

Greed stared at him a little straight. He slowly stood up straight, looked into Bruce's eyes and said, "Arrogance really told you everything, huh?"

"The angel who appeared in front of me couldn't do anything to me, so he called an angel named Lucifer, and Lucifer was a friend of Schiller, and we reached an agreement."

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"Schiller and I can no longer meet in reality in any way, especially not to see clowns together, not any clown, but considering the friendship between us, we can use dreams as a bridge and enter through the resonance of souls. each other’s spiritual world.”

"This..." Greed was choked. He grinned one corner of his mouth and said with a complicated expression: "Why does it sound a bit like... the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?"

Then he rubbed his brows and said: "Okay, I understand this part, but why did you come here? I mean, you should know that you cannot enter and exit the tower of thought at will, right? The superego will Clean things in the tower regularly so outsiders can't escape his eyes."

"Unless there are other Schillers to help." Bruce continued what he said. He blinked and said in his usual straight tone: "Pride told me that there is a being with the same authority as the tower administrator's superego. , called Illness, he helped Illness find a new toy, so Illness used his authority to let me in. "

Greedy opened his mouth to say something, but seemed unable to speak. After a while, he said angrily: "Why is the whole world on the side of arrogance?!"

Suddenly he came to his senses, stared at Bruce with his eyes wide open, and said: "You are not the one Arrogance wants to give me, right? God, please forgive me, I am not guilty of torturing each other with Batman, right?! "

Greed is really shocked and helpless. He doesn't think he is as ill as Pride, and he enjoys torturing each other with Batman.

The whole world knows that Batman is a big problem, and he is just an ordinary little expert who just wants to make some money. If he is entangled by Batman, how can he continue to deepen the macroeconomics? Study and practice the reimbursement system under economic conditions?

"He asked me to bring you a sentence." Batman's tone was smooth: "I hope you can lock the door as fast as you locked the tower of thought every day in the future. Otherwise, you will see many people like me. Same surprise.”

Greedy froze on the spot, and then took a deep breath, his sorrowful and angry roar echoing from the tower of thought.

"Arrogant, you are the most petty Schiller in the world!

!

! "

"Schiller? Schiller? Wake up... Schiller!"

"What's wrong?" Schiller suddenly woke up.

What appeared in his field of vision were the worried looks of Peter and Stark. Peter's tone was full of worry. He looked at Stark and said, "Well, Tony, at least on this point, I agree with you very much. We do." "You have to keep an eye on Dr. Schiller's mental state. He's so lethargic that he'll fall asleep while we're arguing. It's scary."

"Come on, I think he just couldn't understand those technical terms, so he just fell asleep." Stark frowned and took two steps back, showing a slightly disgusted expression.

Schiller rubbed his eyes hard to make his vision no longer so hazy, and just when his eyes focused on Stark's face, a deep voice came from deep in his heart.

"who is he?"

Schiller's eyes widened in shock. He returned his attention to his room in the tower of thought, only to find that Batman was missing.

Schiller took a breath, and before Peter and Stark could react, his expression became dull. Greedy hurriedly returned to the Tower of Thought, took the elevator down, and hurriedly walked through the corridor. The crowd ran all the way to the theater.

"Oh my god, why are you here?!" Greedy exclaimed as he looked at Batman sitting in the center of the theater.

"Why can't I be here?" Batman confidently acted as if this was his home. He tilted his head slightly and looked at Greedy from the corner of his eye and said, "Pride invited me here as a guest and said I could visit at will, and so did he. The owner here should have such rights."

"And he told me I could come into this room and see what this body was going through."

Greed opened his mouth, put his hands on his hips, took a deep breath, looked at Batman and said: "Arrogance told you that you can see what I have been through when you come to this room? Why doesn't he put a few clothes in the closet and sleep? Can I tell you where to lie down and what to do first thing when you get up?"

Then, greedy and helpless, he let out a breath, looked at Batman and said, "Arrogance, that damn lunatic! He is already crazy enough to use Batman against himself, and you actually help him?"

Just as Batman was about to say something, Greed interrupted him with a wave of his hand and said, "I know what you are going to say, because you are Batman, so no one can stop you... You DCs are so dark! "

"Listen, Batman." Greedy stretched out a hand and said: "This is not your territory. I don't just mean my thinking tower, but the world I live in now. If you want to see If so, just sit here and don’t cause trouble for me, do you understand?”

Batman remained silent and did not answer, and Greed had no choice, because he could already hear Peter and Stark calling him in the real world. Now he had to quickly surface to deal with them, otherwise he would be sent away again. The hospital.

The moment Schiller regained control of his body, he saw Stark's face enlarging in his field of vision. Schiller instinctively dodged, and Stark stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

"Peter! Peter!" Stark took two steps back, called Peter's name, and said: "Contact the Presbyterian Hospital, Schiller's condition is a little bit wrong again!"

"No, wait, I'm fine." Schiller said.

"Who is he?" Batman's voice sounded in Schiller's heart again.

"It has nothing to do with you." Schiller gritted his teeth and said.

"But he looks like a retard."

"Shut up."

"Peter, call a doctor, Schiller is hallucinating again."

"You shut up too, Stark."

"Showing aggression against hallucinations, Peter, call a doctor!"

"You're right, he's a retard!"