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Chapter 1901 The tin can jingles (1)

 "Mr. Stark, Mr. Stark! It's really not okay. This is completely illegal. If Nick Fury of the central universe finds out about it, I will be in bad luck..."

Spider-Man chased after Stark and said: "The special channel of the Spider Totem is only open to Spider-Man. If I violate the rules and let others use it, I will be blocked!"

Stark, who was walking in front, stopped, turned around, pushed up his sunglasses, stretched out a finger and said: "Listen, kid, I don't care what method you use, I'm going to where I want to go now.

If you think your channel won't work, then I'll use mine."

Spider-Man raised his head and took a deep breath, covered his forehead and said: "Mr. Stark, you cannot use antimatter particles to knock out a channel. This is very dangerous to the universe and is likely to cause the structure of the universe to collapse..."

"Then what are you going to ask me to do?" Stark leaned forward, raised his eyebrows and said, "Peter, I'm not threatening you, but what was the name of the clone you had with you before? Riley?"

Does Nick Fury of the Central Universe know that you are using the same identity to earn credits?"

Spider-Man looked at Stark with wide eyes and said, "Oh my god, Mr. Stark, you are threatening me! What's wrong with you? I've always felt that you are acting weird recently."

Spider-Man scratched his head, looked around, and then lowered his voice and said to Stark: "Besides, the most important thing for us now is to quickly complete the cosmic propulsion engine. If the so-called Transcendent really intends to attack all universes,

It is best for all universes to have the ability to control the movement of their own universe, which can save many people."

"Now we have accumulated a large amount of data and have not performed calculations." Stark said: "Although the computing power is sufficient, calculations always take time. You should understand that the Transcendent will not take action in the near future, and I will go to the central universe.

It’s business.”

Spider-Man showed a tangled expression. Stark approached again, leaned forward, looked at him from above his eyes and said: "You know, as long as I want to get over, I can always get over, and if you don't provide help

, the first thing I did after arriving there was to talk to them about the optimization space of the software’s anti-cheating system.”

Spider-Man immediately collapsed into a bitter face. He muttered a few words, complained and chased after Stark and said: "You can't do this, Tony, I just want to balance work and school, and all the Spider-Man's are here."

…”

"You really disappoint me." Stark turned to look at Spider-Man and said: "It's not that I have to rigidly ask you to follow the rules, but that you don't follow the rules in another aspect and make illegal profits.

, but they are unwilling to use the same principles of dealing with me."

Stark stopped again, folded his arms and turned to Spider-Man: "I must remind you, if you are always selfless like the guy with the shield, you will be unlikable at best, but if you are only right

If you disown the people you are close to, you will definitely hurt a lot of people."

Spider-Man, who was standing behind him, looked at Stark's back in shock and sadness until Stark disappeared at the end of the corridor, not even looking back at him again.

Standing there, Spider-Man felt mixed emotions. He didn't know what was going on. Mr. Stark would never say such a thing to him before.

Did you really do something wrong?

Spider-Man began to feel a little regretful again. In fact, when he listened to Gwen Spider-Man and shared an identity with the clone to earn credits, he felt a little guilty in his heart. He always felt that he had used dishonorable means to squeeze out other people's resources.

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But he also felt guilty about Riley in his heart, and believed that this method would allow Riley to live a better life in the central universe. Under the dilemma, the Amazing Spider-Man decided to put people first and help Riley achieve a better life in that universe.

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To a certain extent, this can be regarded as favoritism, so what Stark said makes sense. Since he can put aside certain moral principles to help Riley, why can't he help Stark?

After Spider-Man left the Stark Group, he felt complicated. He lay in his apartment and tossed and turned all night without sleeping. Finally, he opened the Spider APP, found a familiar Spider-Man avatar in the list, and sent a message.

"Are you there? Peter?"

This Spider-Man avatar is very special. It is a group photo of Uncle Ben, Aunt May, Peter and Gwen. The four people are all smiling brightly in the photo. This is the symbol of Spider-Man in the central universe.

Soon Spider-Man from the central universe sent back a message: "I'm here, what's wrong? Do you need any help?"

"That's it. The Iron Man of my universe wants to go to the central universe. Can you help me ask Spider Silk if I can borrow the passage of Spider Totem?"

Spider-Man was lying on the bed and typing quickly, trying to explain the situation clearly and conceal some of the guilty emotions in his heart. He didn't even think about why he felt guilty.

With a "ding dong" sound, Stark's cell phone placed on the table rang. He walked over and looked at the brief affirmative reply from Spider-Man on the lighted screen.

Stark raised the corners of his mouth high, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes, revealing an evil smile that was completely different from before.

The welcoming banquet of the Millennium Leap Summit in the Ring Star Zone was held in a huge disc-shaped spaceship. The banquet hall was gorgeously decorated, and the walls were covered with exquisite prismatic gemstones and precious fluid metal decorations. It shone with charming light and was huge.

The ice crystal chandelier hangs from the high ceiling, emitting dazzling light.

The carpet covering the floor is woven from vine fibers, which is delicate and soft, with flowing colorful patterns, just like the scenery among the stars. The seats are also made of fluid metal materials, showing a dreamy silver color.

The colorful dishes on the banquet table exuded tempting aromas. Some of them were weird in shape and made people dare not eat them. The tableware was also in different shapes and made of strange crystal materials. It was transparent yet solid and served hot soup.

Sometimes, it will also flicker with overlapping cold and warm polarized light.

All kinds of alien plants are decorated around the banquet hall. They are towering and colorful. Some plants emit strange light, like luminous celestial bodies among nebulae, some exude fragrance, and they will play softly with the music.

Sway gently.

Schiller was standing next to the dance floor, holding a crystal wine glass inlaid with conches, and was chatting with a purple-skinned alien. Judging from the alien's appearance and dress, he should be a royal family of a certain country, but at this time his face

The face is also covered with warm smiles.

"The development of mutants has been booming recently. I heard that your leader Magneto is leading the Brotherhood of Mutants to do escort work in Centauri, which severely attacked the arrogance of that group of interstellar pirates. To be honest,

, interstellar security has not made such great progress in a long time.”

Schiller smiled and shook his head, and said modestly: "It's just a backward race begging for food, but it is far inferior to the Uturu Kingdom making a splash at the Far Star Expo of the Shi'ar Empire..."

The alien opposite laughed heartily, and the tentacles on his head began to swing from side to side. The two chatted for a while, and then the purple-skinned alien got to the point: "Seriously, Dr. Schiller, my sister's condition

How about it? My mother has asked you to come over and comfort her quite a few times. Is she feeling better?"

"My sister's situation is a bit complicated. The radiation from the planetary engine has made her brain waves very confusing..."

Schiller said some professional terms, and the alien prince across from him nodded frequently, and finally praised: "I didn't expect that Dr. Schiller's mutant ability can be used to treat others. You are indeed unique.

Race……"

That's right, Schiller's identity in interstellar activities is still that of a doctor, and he has borrowed the banner of mutants, claiming that he is a doctor with the ability to reconstruct and restore molecules and can treat many difficult and complicated diseases.

But this is actually Gray Mist's ability, and it can indeed be used to repair physical damage. Although the universe is not entirely filled with carbon-based organisms, Gray Mist's control at the microscopic level allows it to not only reorganize cells, but also repair inorganic matter.

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At the same time, Schiller is a psychiatrist. It is difficult for intelligent beings with emotions to avoid psychological problems, so he also does some psychological therapy and emotional comfort.

Schiller is indeed not a quack, no matter in every sense of the word. His therapeutic effects are outstanding and immediate. This is why he can gain a foothold here in such a short period of time and provoke so many contradictions.

The main reason is that to make iron, you have to be strong yourself.

When there are more frictions and wars of all kinds, there will naturally be more casualties. Schiller will have more opportunities to take action, and naturally he will be taken more seriously.

He has always been able to create enough jobs for himself in various environments, but this time, Schiller usually asked for little or no compensation, and only asked the other party to help him find his long-lost brother.

According to Schiller himself, his younger brother was abducted by aliens not long after he was born. Although he can feel that he is still alive through blood connection, he cannot be found in several galaxies around the earth.

Originally, he had given up, but after the mutants entered the universe, he had the idea of ​​​​looking for his relatives again. However, due to the long separation, it was difficult to provide information about their appearance. There was only one clue that was very important, and that was that they, the mutants,

The two brothers have very similar mutant abilities, and both can break down and reconstruct objects at the molecular level.

In fact, there are not many people looking for relatives like this every year. The veteran interstellar civilizations in the Ring Star area all know that two of the three major empires like to search for special races in the universe for experiments, including themselves, who have also been captured.

Some of the same race.

But because it is not a large-scale robbery and does not affect the normal social structure, most leaders of civilizations turn a blind eye. However, it is inevitable that relatives of the captured experimental subjects will investigate this matter in the universe.

thing.

People who know the inside story know it well, but they will not tell the truth truthfully. Firstly, it is unlikely that the captured experimental subject is still alive. Telling it will only make it sadder. Secondly, it may offend the three empires.

It's a total loss-making transaction.

Fortunately, Dr. Schiller didn't appear to be very anxious. Although he knew that the person he entrusted was unlikely to be found, he would try his best to make an appearance and win over people's hearts.

Schiller didn't expect them to really give any results. It was not his goal to get involved in these small countries. He would eventually have to rely on the power of the three empires. But in order not to attract the attention of those who knew him, he

The foundation needs to be laid step by step.

After talking to the alien prince about his younger brother, Schiller looked at the slightly perfunctory look on his face. He took a sip of wine, smiled and didn't care.

But at this moment, Schiller saw a slightly familiar figure on the opposite side of the banquet dance floor. The man was wearing a very shiny silver-white armor and looking around, as if he was looking for these things.

The moment the two looked at each other, the other person walked towards Schiller.


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