Schiller turned his head to the side slightly helplessly, and then said: "The Peter Parker in this universe is infected with the zombie virus, eats his aunt and fiancée, and he is trapped in a time loop, which means that he
I will experience this terrible thing thousands of times."
"Because the Spider-Man in the multiverse are taken care of by the central universe, they focus their totem power on Nick Fury, and Nick can in turn affect all Spider-Man."
"Nick actually manages the Time Administration, and his influence also exists at the timeline level. This has created a situation that he did not expect. The Spider-Man in this universe may have woken up, but he is unable to get out of this situation on his own.
Escape from the terrible cycle of reincarnation."
It took Stark a long time to digest this information. He gradually stood up straight and no longer pressed himself against the wall like a mollusk. He looked at Schiller and said: "You know I will save
he?"
"Of course you will."
"But I didn't bring any mechas or weapons."
"You don't need that."
Stark turned his head and let out a long sigh, lifted the hem of his suit with both hands, put his hands on his hips and said: "You know I can be promoted, right? Isn't it a matter of minutes before I turn into the Iron Demon and fish Peter out? This is your revenge.
level?"
Schiller looked at Stark, shook his head slightly and said: "The two universes have reached a fragile but stable symbiotic relationship. Any act of internal destruction or external intervention has a certain probability of destroying the two universes."
Turn into ashes and disappear into smoke.”
"You can choose to bet that your series of actions of breaking through the extreme wall of the universe and upgrading and then reaching back to grab people will not cause an overreaction from the universe. The barrier that is already more sensitive and fragile due to the symbiotic relationship will give you enough
patience."
Schiller walked up to Stark, very close to him, then tilted his head and said: "Maybe they are actually more impatient than you, even if it is just a little interference from foreign objects, or even your cross-universe communication equipment
Any observation will break the balance between them, thus causing everything in this universe to be destroyed."
"boom!"
Stark hit Schiller in the face with a left hook, then grabbed him by the collar and threw him on the experimental table next to him. Schiller's head hit the edge of the experimental table, and he was bleeding profusely.
.
Seeing Schiller's face covered in blood, Stark seemed to have a sudden stress reaction. He took a deep breath and rushed towards Schiller, while Schiller raised his upper body with his elbows and wiped it with his fingers.
After checking the blood on his face, he looked at the panicked Stark and said, "Will you personally explain to your good doctor what's going on with this wound when he comes up?"
"I...I didn't want to..."
In the blink of an eye, Stark felt himself being picked up directly. An arm tightly strangled his neck and dragged him backward until he came to the experimental table.
"boom!"
Stark's head was hit directly on the experimental table. He felt that the bridge of his nose was broken instantly, and then there was another bang! The second blow, bang! The third blow...
When Schiller let go, Stark slipped directly to the ground, lying on his side helplessly, with flashing light spots in front of his eyes.
Schiller came over, grabbed Stark's neck, and picked him up again. This time Stark really felt the threat of death.
"I'm really not suitable for 'manipulation'. So be well, Mr. Stark, I haven't eaten for a long time."
Stark struggled with all his strength and finally broke free from Schiller's hand when an elbow poked his neck.
He leaned forward and staggered forward, but when he ran around the corner, he choked on his own blood and retched while holding on to the experimental table.
The black shadow behind him was approaching him. Stark had never seen such an oppressive Schiller, as if he would really kill him... wouldn't he?
No, that is a hungry beast. When they are hungry, their most ferocious primitive instinct will drive them to devour anyone. Think of a way, think of a way quickly!
Stark used all his strength to run towards the cabinet on the side of the experimental table, then staggered and bumped into the corner of the cabinet with his shoulder, making the cabinet's center of gravity unbalanced, then pulled it forward with his hands, and shrunk forward.
.
The tall iron cabinet was smashed down directly. What Stark didn't expect was that Schiller didn't even try to hide.
Seeing Schiller being hit from the front, Stark began to tremble like crazy. He rushed over desperately to lift the cabinet, and a demon-like hand grabbed his wrist.
Stark withdrew his hand in horror, and blood flowed out from under the cabinet. He had to panic and started to lift the cabinet. Fortunately, the cabinet was empty. Although it looked big, it was not heavy. Stark
Ke squeezed out a low growl from his throat, used his hands to turn the cabinet to the other side.
Schiller was lying on the ground, the back of his head was covered in blood. At the moment when Stark hesitated, Schiller slowly propped up his body with his hands.
The moment their eyes met, Stark turned around and ran away.
He ran as fast as he could, because he saw in Schiller's eyes the most primitive and most irresistible human desire - appetite.
In his panic, Stark had no time to recall what the structure of Stark Tower was. He rushed out of the door in panic, hesitated for a moment, then came back and closed the door, locking the safety lock with trembling hands.
The next second, he heard a violent banging on the door that was unlike anything a human could make. While running, Stark's foot slipped and fell to the ground. Adrenaline made him forget the pain. He got up as quickly as possible and rushed.
Entered another room.
There was a figure standing in the room.
Stark's alarm went off instantly. He wasn't lying. He saw the scene of the zombie siege when he fell, but he watched helplessly as the extremely inflexible zombies portrayed in TV series and games didn't even need to take a three-meter run.
Jump directly to the balcony.
At this moment, he finally remembered that the safety regulations of Stark Laboratory required that once a disaster breaks out, scientific researchers must be the first to evacuate, and security personnel need to come to the laboratory to destroy data.
But it was useless to think of this, because the zombie standing in front of him was more than two meters tall. Without looking at the face, he knew that it must be the most elite security personnel.
Stark didn't know how the zombies discovered humans, but he was very sure that the big man in front of him had already discovered him.
Stark is 185cm tall without the suit, but their muscle mass is not at the same level at all. It can even be said that they are two weight levels apart. Even if Stark knows how to fight, he can't fight, let alone he doesn't. Fortunately,
His mind was clear, he turned around and ran away.
As soon as he took two steps, Schiller, whose face was covered in blood, stood at the door like an evil ghost and stared at Stark.
Stark swallowed.
The next second, he was thrown directly by a chair, and a painful groan escaped from his mouth. Just as he was struggling to get up, a zombie who wanted to bite his head off entered Schiller's field of vision at the door.
inside.
In the dark laboratory, Stark couldn't see Schiller's movements clearly. He could only see a black shadow knocking away the strong zombie security guard.
After the zombie security guard was knocked to the ground unprepared, the figure picked up one of his legs and threw it towards the sharpest edge of the experimental table.
There was a "click" sound, the lumbar vertebrae were shattered, and a "bang" sound was heard, the internal organs were ruptured, and then Stark watched helplessly as Schiller pressed on the big man's body and twisted his head off.
But the zombie's body did not stop moving, and was still struggling. After Schiller found out, he threw the head aside, inserted his fingers into the zombie's back, cut open the skin, tore the muscles, and removed the spine section by section.
Digged it out.
Vertebrates cannot lose their spine, otherwise all the bones will not be able to connect and function. Stark could feel that this big zombie was still alive, but it was completely unable to move because the most critical part of its body structure was destroyed.
then--
The good news is that the zombie didn't bite Schiller, the bad news is that Schiller bit the zombie.
Schiller took a bite of the red meat from the tenderloin that had been dug out of the spine, and then spat it out instantly.
Stark was completely stunned and even lost all the strength to escape.
Schiller stood up unsteadily.
Stark was about to cry. He felt aggrieved. After all this, you still want to hold grudges for me trying to cure you?! Does that method seem even a little bit extreme now?!
Schiller took a deep breath and looked at him walking over. Stark struggled to retreat to the corner. When Schiller reached out towards him, Stark paused briefly.
Schiller took away the chair that hit Stark, looked at him in the darkness and said: "Saving Spider-Man is a long-term goal. You must first find a way to save me."
Stark opened his mouth and was about to say something when Schiller said: "...You are also saving yourself and stocking up on food."
Stark swallowed again.
"You said you were hungry, are you gluttony among the seven deadly sins? Well, don't get me wrong, after all, arrogance, greed and the like are too easy for people to associate with this."
"That's right." Schiller replied coldly.
Stark endured the pain and got up from the ground. He glanced at the messy zombie corpses, then at Schiller, and asked cautiously: "What do you eat?...Okay, I shouldn't ask more,
But with all due respect, I’m afraid even if you can accept human flesh, there may not be many clean people left in this world.”
"The flesh of zombies cannot be eaten." Schiller looked at the corpses of zombies on the ground with some regret and said: "Their brains are secreting a special substance that makes their muscles and internal organs smelly and bitter. This may be because
To stop them from cannibalism."
"But I'm afraid there isn't one here..."
"Not before." Schiller turned to look at the window, and then said: "The garbage has been thrown out."
Stark was a little confused, but Schiller was staring straight at the window. Stark didn't know what he was looking at, so he followed his gaze.
He saw the feet of a hanged man.
"Ah!!!!!!!" Stark screamed.
"Don't scream." Schiller said impatiently: "Find a way to catch him and let me take a bite to see if he can eat it."
"……ah?!"
Stark's brain was shut down by the sudden changes.
First, he saw a ghost, secondly, Schiller also saw a ghost, and finally, Schiller asked him to catch the ghost because he wanted to eat him.
Stark's genius brain came into play again at this time, and he immediately instinctively began to recite the ghost-related information he had studied before.
"The essence of ghosts is radio waves, which provide different energies due to their different properties. Therefore, they are also affected by other energies. High-voltage power grids and magic cages can capture them."
Seeing Schiller's eyes burning with anticipation, as if looking at a peerless chef, Stark gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, saying:
"I know where the power supply interface of Stark Tower is, follow me!"