In the office of the Time Administration, Schiller, who was leaning on his chair, yawned, stretched and said, "I'm going back to rest for a while. Don't call me if you have nothing to do."
Strange waved his hand to signal him to go quickly. He was browsing the homework of the little mages sent to him by Kamama Taj's chief butler Wang. He was so focused on it that he had no time to worry about Schiller for the time being.
Strange is not worried about Schiller running out. Now that the space around the Time Management Bureau is blocked by him, Schiller cannot open the portal here, and other means of teleportation will also be discovered by him.
Strange felt that Schiller could run away but the monks could not run away from the temple, and Schiller planned to just abandon the temple.
Moving is actually a bit troublesome, but Schiller also has a good helper, Professor Charles, who drives the ship of the underworld in the dream world.
Charles, who was standing on the bow of the ship, smiled helplessly. When the ship came to a complete stop, he stepped off the ship and hugged Schiller and said, "The day has finally come. To be honest, it's a little later than I thought.
I thought you couldn't wait any longer."
"It's not too late to have a good meal." Schiller also seemed very happy. He said: "I still think it's a bit early. In fact, I still prefer to be a psychiatrist, but there is nothing I can do about it."
At this time, Jormungandr had already wrapped himself around the mast of the ship, holding his tail and shouting continuously: "Set the ship! Set the ship quickly! I don't want to stay here anymore for a second!"
Charles patted Schiller on the shoulder and said: "How many people are you planning to come this time? Who are they probably?"
"You may not be familiar with the people this time." Schiller and Charles walked to the boat together and said, "In addition to me going there, there are a few new friends, so let's get on the boat first."
A group of people got on the boat, and the boat of the underworld traveled through the dream world until it gradually sailed into a thick fog, and behind the thick fog, there was a brand new space of consciousness.
The consciousness space of the Skrulls is slightly different from that of humans. Their memory and understanding organs are much more developed than humans, so the consciousness space is also more organized than humans.
The space of human consciousness is more like fragments connected by threads. Instinct, memory and thinking are messily intertwined, often appearing and disappearing at the same time.
The Skrulls have evolved more advanced in this regard. They are born with the ability to peer into their own consciousness, build their own consciousness space, and remember and think things. For them, things like memory and thinking are not abstract, but can truly be understood in the world.
What is seen in the brain.
This makes it easier for Schiller to do what he wants to do next, which is to build a temporary camp here and then build a new tower.
It’s not that he had to do a full set of performances. The problem is that over the years, Schiller has become very accustomed to this way of thinking, so he decided to use the old method, which is to build the tower first.
Jörmungandr has been stretching there for a long time. It coiled its body in a large circle above the neat file cabinet that represented memory, and the Schillers also officially started the second phase of their tower project.
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But after work has started, business still needs to be done. The most important thing now is to investigate the situation of Spider-Man. Fortunately, the personality traits can divide the work and cooperate. Others are working in the consciousness space, and Greed continues to do business.
But before setting off for his destination, Schiller had one more thing to do, and that was to summon the gray mist.
Because that body is no longer needed for the time being, I have to call Gray Mist over. Of course, Gray Mist is also an important part of Schiller's construction of a new identity.
Ever since Schiller came up with the idea of constructing a new identity, he kept talking to Gray Fog: You are a magical creature, magical creature, magical creature. Stop worrying about your physical movements. Can you use some of your occult attributes?
Gray fog also knows that his way of existence is very special. It is neither like a material life in the universe nor a cosmic demon made of pure energy. It is more like something in between.
However, because he had always thought that he was a symbiote, his skill points were all focused on the skills of the symbiote, and even his weaknesses were highlighted.
Since realizing that he is not a symbiote, Gray Mist has also begun to pay more attention to his own instincts.
But he found that these instincts of his could not be brought out when he was in Schiller's body. When he was in Schiller's body, he was indeed a symbiote.
He must expand the gray fog factor and cover an area before some abnormalities will gradually appear.
The purpose of these anomalies is not clear yet, but in Schiller's view, this is enough, because for him the most important thing about magic is special effects.
It doesn't matter whether you can actually do magic or not. It's just that others think you do.
Then, in the process of discussing abilities with Hui Wu, they began to study what kind of image and ability were more intimidating, and could better distinguish themselves from the current image of a psychologist, so that they could participate in a new identity.
In the game, you won't be discovered by others and blocked.
In the end, they discovered that creating many shocking things in the worldly sense would only lead to inferiority. The real fear always comes from the unknown, and Schiller had a bold idea.
Later, Schiller went to the universe where White Can is located, and used a new identity to investigate the case of Spider-Man's death.
But there is another problem, that is, just go there directly. Schiller's identity is a foreigner. Without an official identity, it is difficult to deal with locals, but this has never been a problem for Schiller.
Changing vests to have fun is inherently difficult, and it would be boring if it was too simple, so Schiller did not use any authority to change himself into an identity. He planned to establish a firm foothold from scratch.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters office, Nick frowned and looked at the document in his hand, which marked the strange things that had happened to the residents of San Francisco in the past month.
At the same time, he recalled the entire process of sending the Nick Fury of this universe into the safe house. After making sure that there were no mistakes, he returned his attention to the document.
"Boss, you have to see this."
Coulson strode in and stood beside the huge silver-white conference table. Nick Fury looked at him and was about to scold him for not knocking on the door as usual when he saw the solemn expression on Coulson's face.
Nick immediately realized that something big might have happened, so he stared at Colson's face and picked up the report he sent.
His eyes were immediately attracted by the picture on the report. He took the document closer and looked at the picture carefully.
It was a two-story building with a red roof. Judging from Nick's experience, it was probably an ordinary house somewhere in a middle-class community in New York. It looked unremarkable on the outside, and it shouldn't have been built more than 20 years ago. It was considered a decent building.
Relatively new building.
But this house is obviously not the focus. The focus is on the mysterious smoke column in the woods in the background of the house.
"Colson, have you recently wanted to challenge the assessment threshold for the seventh-level agent again?" Nick put down the information, looked at Coulson and said: "You can also send this kind of mysterious flying object sighting report to me.
Come?"
"This is not unclear." Colson sighed, put a bulging handbag on the table, pointed his finger, and said: "In just one week, there have been more than two hundred cases in New York State.
Eyewitness reports, and almost all of them were sightings at different times, in different places, and in different ways."
Colson took the document that Nick had put down, flipped through a few pages and handed it to Nick again. This time Nick's pupils shrank because what appeared in the photo this time was not some distant and blurry smoke column.
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The photo this time is of a forest. Behind the overlapping bushes and towering birches, you can vaguely see the reflection of the pond. Through the reflection of the pond, you can see the thick fog filling the sky not far away.
There is a huge eye in the mist.
Optical parallax, Nick thought, he has dealt with many similar incidents in his many years as the director of SHIELD, few of which were related to mysterious incidents, and most of them were optical illusions and optical phenomena.
But when he turned another page, this idea was a little shaken, because the photo was of an old factory, and it looked like the kind of factory that used heat and had a chimney.
This seems to be the perspective captured by a surveillance camera. In the dark night, the shape of an eye is vaguely formed in the thick fog rising from several towering chimneys.
Nick turned the last piece of paper back and compared the shapes of the two eyes. He found that this was probably not a coincidence. If it was really an optical phenomenon based on the Tyndall effect, then the two eyes looked a bit too similar.
?
If I have to describe the shape of this eye, it is not very realistic and does not have a three-dimensional eye structure, so it does not look very scary.
It is more like a mural made of thick fog, mysterious and strange, more like a religious totem than any physical monster.
Looking back further, Nick became even more certain. No wonder Coulson's face was so solemn. I'm afraid this thing is really not a simple UFO.
The next photo is clearer - a group of college students riding road bikes chose a scenic spot to take pictures.
Behind are the endless mountains. The late autumn sky is a clear and eerie blue. In the distance, the forests are dyed with red, yellow, green and purple overlapping each other. In the foreground, there is a group of sunny and energetic college students holding hands with smiles on their faces.
This was originally a normal tourist photo, reminding people of those good days of traveling as a teenager.
But the second time I looked at it, it was a bit creepy, because at the end of the grass behind the road, in front of the woods, there was a vague figure standing.
Because this photo was taken at sunrise, the temperature difference between day and night caused the moist grassland and forest to be shrouded in a layer of mist. The figure stood at the end of the fog, blurry and shadowy, as if it would dissipate with the wind.
With so many years of experience in dealing with supernatural events, Nick could tell that this figure was not a coincidental shape formed by changes in the air or fog. He just stood there, but his eyes were fixed on the camera, as if he wanted to convey something.
what's the message.
Scroll further down, and there are four kinds of supernatural phenomena that have been witnessed - huge eyes, huge mouths, mysterious smoke pillars, and mysterious figures standing in the thin mist.
After reading, Nick took out his mobile phone and made a call, and said to the other end: "Hello? Stephen, is Schiller at your place?"
"He's sleeping, are you sure? Go and have a look...Okay, he's really there."
"No, it's nothing. I just have to make sure it wasn't him. You know, although it seems to have nothing to do with him, who knows."
"What? He's awake? Ask him to answer the phone! Hello? Schiller, I'm here...Okay, okay, calm down..."
"No, you're dreaming! I don't have anything to consult, and I can't pay you for consultation. Goodbye!"
Nick put down the phone, glanced at Colson across from him, then looked at the documents on the table, sighed deeply, and said.
"I suspect this may be related to the mutation of San Francisco residents. It has been transferred to the highest priority and is ready to be launched. The code name is...'Visitor from the Mist'."