In late autumn in New York, a bit of biting cold wind is blowing through the streets and alleys. Pedestrians on the road are hurriedly wrapping their scarves tightly and pouring the last sip of hot coffee into their stomachs to replenish their energy to rush to their destination.
When the door to Schiller's office was pushed open, the chill on Eddie's body had not dissipated. He was holding two cups of hot coffee, one of which was only half full.
"Schiller, take a look at the new draft plan I wrote last night. I think it is definitely in line with what you want... Schiller? Schiller? That's strange. Where is the person?"
Eddie looked around the empty office and had no choice but to call a nurse from outside the door, but the nurse also shook her head and said she didn't know where Schiller had gone.
Eddie had to take out his cell phone to call Nick and asked: "Director Fury, did Schiller say he went on vacation? I didn't find him in his office."
"What? He didn't report it? Maybe he was busy with other things...Forget it, I'll come see him again in the evening."
Not long after Eddie left, Stark, wearing a mecha, flew in through the window, shouting as he flew: "Schiller, no, we have to talk, you really can't go on like this, I'm going crazy."
Got it!"
Looking at the empty office, Stark was stunned. He flew out of the window and flew around the entire Arkham Sanitarium, but the scanning system showed that Schiller was not here.
So, Stark had no choice but to fly to the small clinic in Hell's Kitchen. As soon as he opened the door and walked in, he saw a figure standing behind the refrigerator door, seemingly taking something from inside.
"Schiller, you...Peter? Why are you here?"
Stark looked at Peter standing behind the refrigerator door in surprise. Peter took a few steps back, stuck his head out and said, "I came to see Dr. Schiller, but found that he was not here. I decided to make breakfast, and then
Let’s eat together when he comes back.”
"Are you also looking for Dr. Schiller? Mr. Stark, there may be a traffic jam on the way to the nursing home. He should be there soon."
"I just came from the nursing home." Stark looked around and came to the stairs leading to the second floor. He looked up, but he did not see the familiar figure in the narrow stairwell.
Peter, who was arranging the ingredients, was stunned. He looked up at the wall clock next to him and said, "Today is Monday. Dr. Schiller should be here to sort things out at this time."
Peter took out the phone as he spoke. After dialing the number, he put the phone to his ear and waited for a long time. Then he frowned and dialed the number again. After finding that no one answered, he looked at Stark with worry.
Said: "Dr. Schiller doesn't answer the phone."
"Call Nick." Stark raised his chin and said.
Peter called Nick again and learned from Nick that Schiller had not reported going on vacation, but he usually would tell Nick if he was going to be away for a period of time.
"You guys come here first." Nick's serious tone came from the phone. Peter and Stark looked at each other, realized the seriousness of the matter, and immediately set off for SHIELD.
When the two rushed to Nick's office at the SHIELD base, they found that many people had already arrived. In addition to Nick, Natasha and Eddie, there were also Captain America Steve, Daredevil Matt, X
Professors Charles and Rocky.
Almost all members of the Alliance of Radiance were present, and Nick glanced around and said, "So you haven't seen Schiller?"
Everyone shook their heads, but Peter said first: "Every Monday morning, the doctor goes to the clinic in Hell's Kitchen to sort out things, so I waited for him there, but I didn't wait."
"He's not in Arkham Sanitarium either," Stark said, crossing his arms and frowning.
"Neither are they on the Avengers base or the space carrier." Natasha said, leaning against the wall.
Everyone turned their attention to Professor X, and Professor
"In the past, Schiller would definitely tell me a few days in advance when he had to leave." Nick walked back to the table and sat down, and said, "Have you forgotten? He is an autistic patient and will not change his life pattern easily unless there is something wrong.
Urgent matter."
But Stark snorted coldly and said, "Rather than having something urgent, I think it's more likely that he wants to cause trouble again."
Everyone turned their attention to him, and Stark touched his chin and said: "In the past, when Schiller was doing trouble, he would make an alibi, and he would appear in front of us from time to time, making us think that he was just quietly being a psychopath.
Doctor, but in fact he always does things behind his back."
"And this time, he didn't even give an alibi and suddenly disappeared..." When Stark said this, he suddenly showed a horrifying expression. He looked at Nick and said: "Then he has to
How big of a deal is this?"
Peter suddenly raised his hand and said, "Is it possible that Dr. Schiller had an accident or was kidnapped by someone? He is in danger now and is waiting for us to save him?"
Everyone else sighed in unison, and even Steve couldn't stand it anymore. He came over and put his arm around Peter's shoulders and said, "Peter, first of all, nothing is unexpected by Schiller.
Secondly, just because he is missing does not mean that he is in danger. Finally, his plan succeeds every time because there is always someone like you who wants to save him every time."
Peter smacked his lips, and many memories flashed through his mind. He was not stupid, so he naturally knew how much trouble Schiller had done before, and he almost always played an important role in Schiller's plans.
The main reason for the character is that he is easy to deceive.
"We have to find Schiller, but not for Schiller, but for our universe." Stark covered his forehead and said: "Just think about it, he still had the energy to do such big things in the past.
To prove his alibi, now he doesn’t even show his face, so what kind of big surprise is he preparing for?”
In an instant, most of the people present shuddered. Stark saw their expressions and said in his heart: "I haven't told you before that Schiller planned to drive this universe to hit the gods of other universes."
Woolen cloth."
In order to protect the heart health of several elderly people present, Stark did not tell this shocking fact in the end, but Peter had already raised his hand and asked.
"Who was the last person Dr. Schiller saw?"
"The last time he came to see me, he came to ask about the source of Stephen's brother's liver." Nick thought for a moment and said, "It was Schiller who appeased Victor to stay here for the operation, so he will definitely wait outside the operating room for the success of the operation.
."
"I'll call Presbyterian Hospital," Stark said.
After Stark's call, the Presbyterian Hospital took it very seriously and asked the nurse on duty that day. When the nurse mentioned that Strange called Schiller to the operating room, the expressions of several people in the room became wonderful.
Got up.
"Stephen is going to be in bad luck." Stark covered his mouth and coughed twice, hiding his smile and said: "It seems that Schiller's big plan this time must be centered around the crowning of the Supreme Mage.
"
Loki thought for a while, and then said: "Stephen probably hasn't offended Schiller, right? The two of them have somewhat similar personalities, and they are peers, so they have always gotten along well."
But at this time Matt said: "I remember that I had a car accident before and was seriously injured. Doctor Strange performed the surgery on me. At that time, he seemed reluctant. It was Schiller who threatened him.
."
"Oh!" Peter also made a cry of realization, and then said with some annoyance: "I remembered that I caused Matt to be seriously injured a few years ago, and Dr. Schiller brought Dr. Strange to do it.
Surgery, Dr. Strange seems very angry."
"It's not that Stephen offended Schiller, but that Schiller offended Stephen, but what can Stephen do to him?" Stark sneered and said with disdain: "Can he still threaten Schiller?"
At the end of time, in a dilapidated tent in the desolate place of exile, Schiller glared at Strange and said: "Just because I put a ballpoint pen against your head a few years ago, you want to retaliate against me like this? As for that?!"
Strange calmly picked up the teapot with his remaining hand and made himself a cup of tea. He turned his head and looked at Schiller and said, "If you hadn't made the ballpoint pen float, I wouldn't have known this.
Is there magic in the world that can make arms disappear? Isn’t it amazing?”
Schiller's hand holding the tea cup tightened instantly. He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "What will it take for you to change your arm back?"
"I can't change back." Strange looked at Schiller and said very seriously: "I pushed the power of the time stone to the extreme, and then completely destroyed all the timelines belonging to this arm in this universe."
"In other words, among all the timeline possibilities in this universe, I only have one arm. Even if you go back to the past, you can't bring it back."
"But you were once a surgeon, and you were the most famous genius surgeon in the world. If you only had one arm in the past, so what..."
"That's just the residual impact of the timeline disturbance that hasn't disappeared." Strange took a sip of tea, lowered his head and said, "Soon, except for you and me, no creature in this universe will remember that I was there.
I am a surgeon, and in their memory, I was born with one arm."
Schiller was completely frozen on the spot. He stared at Strange blankly for a while before saying in disbelief.
"Do you really know what you are doing? Stephen! That is the fame and achievement that you spent countless days and nights and put in countless efforts to gain, and you just don't want it anymore???"
But Strange just blew the tea quietly and said nothing.
Schiller sat opposite him, leaned forward and approached him, then looked into his eyes and said.
"Think about your father and your brother. Although they are not good at words, they have always been proud of you. Your achievements are not only your own, but also the pride of the Strange family."
"You have spent half your life to break the gap between rich and poor, vision, and educational conditions, and become a miracle that breaks down classes. Are you willing to burn all these achievements like this, without leaving even a little bit of your good reputation for helping the world?"
Strange's hand holding the cup paused for a moment. He didn't look at Schiller, but looked at the tea quietly and said, "Of course I can't bear to part with it."
Then, he put the tea cup on the table, as if he had remembered something, and spoke in a recalling tone.
"Everyone knows how hard I work, because they know that this achievement cannot be achieved by talent alone. They think that I must be the kind of aloof genius who is born without the need to deal with too many mortals. They think that I
You must love learning and scientific research and get a lot of fun from it.”
"But every night when I study hard late into the night, I think about the meaning of it all. Can these textbooks and notes that accompany me watch the sunrise last a lifetime? And if not, what can replace them?"
"I hate those rich people who receive elite education and have countless like-minded friends and connections in various industries right after graduating from college. At first, I hate the connections that can promote their promotion, and later I hate the excitement of making friends.
.”
"But since you put a ballpoint pen on my head and kicked me into the trend of the times, I have also become the person who makes friends, the mages, and the colleagues in the Holy of Holies.
, and the members of the Alliance of Radiance."
Strange took another sip of tea, finally looked up at Schiller and said: "People call me 'The Hand of God', but God didn't even take a moment to perfunctory me, telling me not to be caught in every sunrise like that."
It felt lonely, but you did it.”
Strange smiled, which contained common arrogance and a hint of subtle malice.
"Schiller, if the fame and status I spent half my life achieving only add a little fame to God, then why can't I turn them into firewood and let you taste the feeling of burning your ass?"
Strange picked up the tea cup to cover his smile and said: "After returning to Earth, every time you see my arm, you will think that it is you who do not control your greed, so I have to use this..."
I still owe you a debt."
"Every time you accidentally reveal my identity as a surgeon and only get a bunch of surprised and confused expressions, you will be reminded of what I sacrificed to remind you of the possible consequences of sacrificing yourself."
Strange's eyes fell on Schiller's arm. At this moment, Schiller's hand began to shake.
Finally, Schiller took a deep breath and turned his head away from Strange.
The sunset outlined a golden line on the side of his face, and a sigh filled with anger, emotion and helplessness echoed across the desolate land.