Stark and Schiller stared at each other through the door frame of the Stark Tower laboratory. Finally, Stark lowered his head and stood on tiptoes, stretched out one hand to support the door frame, looked at Schiller and said: "I am now

It’s really urgent!”

"But if you don't pass the psychological evaluation, nothing can be done. Even if you agree to what we said before, don't you agree?" Schiller said unhurriedly.

Stark let out a long sigh, retracted his hand, stepped aside to make way for Schiller, and said, "Okay, I'll fill out the form first, and then talk to you. How long will it take?"

"Anywhere from two hours to five hours."

When Stark's butt touched the sofa, it felt as if he had been burned. He jumped up and said, "What took you so long?"

"Because you never answer my questions well. Last time we talked for more than four hours. It should be the same this time."

"I was..." Stark showed an awkward expression, then turned his head to one side, wrinkled the muscles around his eyes and said, "You know I'm not used to revealing my heart to anyone. This has nothing to do with your identity or

My career has nothing to do with it, I just... have a mental disorder."

Schiller sat with his legs crossed on the single sofa on the other side and said: "You think emotional vulnerability is a sign of weakness, and that being moved and crying is shameful?"

"It has nothing to do with that, but whatever you say, can't we shorten this part of the time a little bit?" Stark asked as he lifted up the hem of his suit and put his hands on his hips.

Schiller sat in his chair, reached for a pen next to him, and said: "A few hours ago, someone offered to provide round-the-clock companionship."

"But now things have changed!"

"Then you go ahead. I can definitely move the psychological evaluation to tomorrow. I'm not in a hurry."

"But you can't..." Stark covered his forehead. He knew that if preaching was useful, he wouldn't need to be the main companion.

Schiller showed a nasty smile, looked at Stark and said, "How does it feel to be in a hurry but not being able to do anything?"

Stark looked at him with wide eyes. Schiller spread out his hands and said, "That's the way it is anyway. If you want to look at me, then don't do anything. If you want to leave me, you can move freely."

"Did you do it on purpose?! That couldn't be you..."

"I know that you and the guy in your mind have always wanted to do something related to gods and the basic rules of the universe. I have been waiting for this opportunity, but I didn't expect that I would encounter it today."

Schiller's tone was very brisk, full of the kind of schadenfreude that made Stark grit his teeth, and Batman said in Stark's mind: "You know what? There is also a guy in my universe who likes to make people like this.

A dilemma.”

Schiller stretched out a hand, turned it palm up and said: "How about we make a deal, you do what you want to do, I do what I want to do, and we don't interfere with each other, don't we?"

Okay?"

Stark looked at him directly, then walked to the chair in front of Schiller and sat down, staring into his eyes and said: "Schiller, I know you must have found a way to take advantage of the loophole, but given that your current mental state is still

It’s normal, so I won’t argue with you.”

"Are you creating chips for yourself out of thin air?" Schiller looked into his eyes with a smile and said, "But you know that this trick will not work for me."

"Okay." Stark spread his hands to show that he was not aggressive, and said: "I am really in a hurry right now, so I really don't have time to spend time with you here, but you must promise me that when I leave,

You will never do anything dangerous for a while!"

"Then it's decided, you go do your thing, I'll go do mine, and we won't interfere with each other, how about that?"

Stark stared into Schiller's eyes, and Schiller tilted his head back and said, "I never lie to my friends, you can rest assured."

Stark snorted coldly and said, "I will trust you for the last time."

"But I advise you not to do anything dangerous." Schiller pointed to his temple and said: "The guy in your head may provide you with some more bold ideas, but you'd better

Don’t really try to make it happen.”

"You are the only one who would put yourself in danger. You have a bad record." Stark retorted: "And I won't do that because I'm not a mental patient."

"You'd better not be."

Half an hour later, the two of them looked at each other in silence inside the Galactus engine.

"Schiller!"

"Stark!"

Both of them shouted each other's name in a loud voice, staring at each other in the central control room where the Galactus engine was about to be completed.

"Can you stop torturing me? Tony!" Schiller frowned deeply, folded his arms and said, "Don't I just want to kill a bunch of people with this thing while racing, and then blame the Cancer Universe?

?!How dangerous is this?!"

“I thought you just wanted to steal this thing back, but you actually wanted to hit someone with it?! Isn’t this dangerous?!”

"Are you mistaken! You actually have the nerve to say that you understand me?! Would I go all the way around just to steal such a crappy thing?!"

"He still didn't tell the whole truth." Batman said quickly in Stark's mind: "He deliberately used exaggerated facts to attract your attention, arouse your emotions, and distract you. This is absolutely

Not his ultimate goal."

"Stop it, Schiller, I know you didn't go around in such a long circle just to hit someone with it. Tell me what on earth do you want to do?"

Schiller opened his mouth, stared at Stark, and then gritted his teeth and said: "Damn it! Batman, can't you teach him something good?!"

Stark rushed forward to catch Schiller, and Schiller started running around the experimental table. While chasing him, Stark asked: "What are you going to do?!"

"Stop chasing it!" Schiller shouted helplessly: "I plan to use it to hit our universe!"

"Why are you crashing into our universe?!" Stark asked in shock.

"Have you ever played pool?"

Stark paused for a moment, then shouted in horror: "Schiller!!!"

He stood by the table, holding the table with one hand to prevent himself from falling, and pressing his forehead with the other hand, closing his eyes and saying, "Wait a minute! ... Where are you going to knock our universe?"

"A friend of mine." Schiller said confidently, and then he added: "This is not my decision alone. Eternal promised to let me help him find a new boss."

Stark was like a weathered stone sculpture, and Batman's voice sounded in his heart at the right time: "I take back my previous judgment. The Schiller you know is probably crazier than the one I know."

"You have to know that this is absolutely feasible." Schiller was still explaining seriously.

"Although our universe will become a billiard ball, eternity and death will be responsible for stabilizing the structure of the universe, and the star-eating engine will be fixed in a certain part of our universe, so that our universe will change from a house to a

With a car, we can drive it wherever we want, and even drift around corners in the big world."

"At the same time, when we leave, we can still return to the inside of the big world, because the death of the Cancer Universe has disappeared, and as the incarnation of death, if I am killed here, I can summon the death of our universe, so that the death of our universe

It can take the place of death in the Cancer Universe, and the death kingdoms of the two universes can become the transmission station between our universe and the big world..."

"In this way, everyone in our universe can go to the big world and participate in various events without any scruples, and have no fear of death, because if we die, the death of the original world will come to pick us up and we will die again.

Our current universe requires us to withdraw from dangerous battlefields, instead of being like the idiots in the Cancer Universe who die and resurrect wherever they go, without even a safe resurrection point."

"This universe will serve as a base independent of the big world and a resurrection point for all of us. We can go to other universes unscrupulously to collect the resources we need without worrying about being timid due to the long distance and many dangers.

Dare to move forward."

"Then what's the price?" Stark stared at Schiller and said. Just as Schiller was about to speak, Stark interrupted him and said, "You should know that you can't fool me, at least not Batman."

Schiller stood silent for a while, then raised his chin slightly and said.

"When the Galactus engine is docked with our universe, it will definitely produce an irresistible force impact. This is an impact from the rules of the universe. As one of the five gods of the universe, Galactus itself can withstand this impact, but the driver is very difficult to resist.

It’s hard to survive.”

"I don't plan to bear the gray mist, because it will cause him a lot of pain, so I will commit suicide the second before the impact comes, give up this body, and return to the kingdom of death."

"Grey Mist is actually not a symbiote. After he awakens, he no longer needs the host's body. On the contrary, he can reshape a human body for me, and I will be resurrected soon."

Schiller spread his hands and said: "That's it, there is no loss, everything is within the plan."

Stark's facial muscles twitched. He looked at Schiller and said: "You tricked the Cancer Universe into opening the passage to our universe. The essence was not to let them invade, but to sneak into the past. Everything was planned by you.

of."

"I'm afraid he has more plans than this." Batman said in a deep voice again: "Keep asking him, he must have other goals."

Stark stared into Schiller's eyes in silence. Half a minute later, Schiller blinked and said, "It's really difficult to deal with."

"Well, my ultimate goal is still to hit someone, or rather, not a person, but a god."

"Who are you going to hit?"

"Gabriel."

Stark and Batman froze together.

"Why?"

In an instant, Stark and Batman saw endless coldness and madness in Greedy Schiller's eyes.

"Because those who restart the universe are crazy... arrogant and temperless, which I am not."

Batman's voice sounded instantly.

"He didn't bring the gray mist, knock him unconscious!"

"It's too late." Schiller sneered. He raised his lips and exposed his teeth in a rare move. He looked at Stark and said, "It should be Jarvis who invaded the Vendetta terminal and told you about the existence of the Galactus engine.

That’s why you rushed here in a hurry.”

"But what he doesn't know is that the Galactus Engine is controlled by thoughts. I have collected enough knowledge through other individuals and swallowed up the madness in the knowledge of the polygons in the Galactus Engine. The level of thought access has reached

One hundred percent... hold on to the handrail, the car is about to start!"
To be continued...