Regarding the behavior of Stark and Strange, Schiller only had two words to evaluate it - divine gold.
But anyway, putting the timeline back is just one more memory. When you know what is going on, it is more like experiencing certain stories in a parallel universe.
In fact, it is because of Schiller's special nature that he is not completely from this world, so the timeline he split cannot form a complete universe. Otherwise, the two fragments in Strange's hands can become countless single ones.
one in the physical universe.
Stark quickly went to the Time Administration to cover the time fragments, so Schiller had an extra memory in his mind that he was taken to the Soviet Union and adopted by Howard Stark, but in fact he was not like that
Yes, this memory is also in the tower of thinking. It is superfluous.
Strange, who lost, did not appear very annoyed. He looked at Schiller and said, "You weren't who you were when you were in college, right?"
Schiller nodded, and then said: "But that time, I traveled back in time and met you."
Strange showed a sneer and said: "I knew it, but it seems like you didn't know what happened to us at that time."
"My memory was erased." Schiller shrugged and said, "The revenge of a group of small-minded guys."
Strange didn't show any surprise. He just shook the artifact in his hand and said: "Obviously, you can figure out what we said from this memory of mine. I don't care about that guy winning."
Now, only this memory in my hand is meaningful to you."
"Okay, you can make a price." Schiller said calmly.
Strange kept smiling, walked to the opposite side of Schiller, and handed the Eye of Agamotto to Schiller. As soon as Schiller stretched out his hand, the shining crystal ball disappeared in an instant.
"I'm very confident in your control over this universe, so you can go find it yourself." Strange raised his lips and exposed his teeth, looking at Schiller and said, "Just like you found my arm."
"Childish and boring." Schiller commented. He walked back to his desk and sat down. He continued to read the information in his hand and said without raising his head: "You have to go to Texas with me in two days, Lisa.
Now that Oaks' body has almost recovered, it's time to ignite his soul."
Strange noticed the coffee cup that had been placed opposite Schiller. The coffee in it had not yet completely cooled down. He reached out and touched it, but it was still warm.
"You have another visitor today? Who is it?" Strange asked, narrowing his eyes.
"It has nothing to do with you." Schiller raised his head and looked at Strange and said, "Did the Earth Defense Network show that the devil invaded the earth?"
"Of course not." Strange shook his head and said, "But I know what you are referring to. Karma Taj received a message from SHIELD and asked to investigate a demon called Nightmare. So far we have not
People have dealt with him."
Schiller nodded, packed up the information in his hand, and then said: "If you are free now, let's go. I am always a little worried about Lisa's condition. Finish it as soon as possible to avoid a long night of dreams."
Strange nodded, and the two of them boarded the plane without saying a word. Schiller slept with a blanket, and Strange read the consultation report. The plane landed in Texas not long after.
Strange was not very used to the too bright Texas sunshine, so he could only go to the same optical store and bought fifteen hundred dollars of sunglasses with Schiller's gloating expression.
When the two arrived at Lisa's house, they were doing farm work. A large family rushed out of the barn. Strange took a few breaths of fresh air that smelled of cow dung and frowned slightly.
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"Have you ever done farm work?" Schiller asked.
"Just a little bit. Although I am a resident of a small town, I did not grow up in a farmer's family. I only made feed for the cattle in the pasture during the summer camp."
Although he said this, Strange did not show any distaste. He just raised his head and looked at the decoration of Lisa's home, seeming to miss his boyhood.
Lisa's face was quite rosy, and she was dressed like a typical Texas girl in jeans and boots. Oaks followed behind her. Although she was taller, she was not as capable as Lisa and her father.
"Don't mind, doctor, we just finished dealing with the cowshed." Lisa fanned the air with her hand and said, "There might be some smell. How about we go outside to talk?"
Schiller nodded, and Strange followed him out. The four of them stood at the door. Schiller said: "We plan to conduct soul ignition tonight. In fact, you don't need to do anything. Just sit together.
Just think about each other."
Lisa's eyes widened, but then she blushed a little and said, "Is that okay? We don't need to do some... ah... necessary for reproduction, I mean..."
Oaks screamed, and the big man's face turned red. Lisa had to pat him and said: "Don't mind it too much, doctor, Oaks is from the north, he is just a little shy, but we are not too particular here.
.”
"It's not necessary, ma'am. If necessary, I will definitely inform you in advance to prepare for privacy. But in fact, this child is special. He does not appear in your body in an ordinary way. Although pregnancy and childbirth are still required,
, but it is not necessary to complete the entire reproductive process.”
"That's good." Lisa breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Actually, I'm also a little worried. If I have to get pregnant naturally, my body may not be able to...well, I hope everything goes well."
"How do you know each other?" Strange suddenly asked, but he seemed to just want to find a random topic to talk about, which was better than talking about cow dung.
Lisa suddenly frowned slightly, and Schiller thought she didn't want to answer the question, so he said: "It's okay, madam, I heard that you milked the cows and the disinfection and sterilization work should have been completed. Maybe we can have some milk tea."
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"Oh, you sound like an Englishman." Lisa smiled and turned to walk in, but Schiller noticed that she glanced at Strange before turning around.
Sure enough, when it was getting close to evening, Schiller wanted to go to the field ridge to get some fresh air. As soon as he walked out of the door, Lisa followed him. The rejuvenated Texas girl caught up with Schiller in a few steps, and then said to
He said: "Who is your friend?"
"You don't know him?"
"I seem to have some impression, but we don't have good information here, and my mental state was not good some time ago, so even if I saw it, I might have forgotten it."
"He is Stephen Strange, a very famous surgeon, known as the Hand of God. He is also the Supreme Mage, so he must be present when the soul is ignited."
Lisa obviously showed some hesitation, and Schiller asked inquiringly: "What's wrong? You seem to be very interested in him."
"No, I mean, are you two very good friends?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
Lisa hesitated even more, and Schiller had no choice but to reassure her: "Don't worry, madam, I'm not the kind of person who listens to one thing or another. If you have anything to do, you can tell me directly and I will make my own judgment."
"His voice..." Lisa raised her head and looked into Schiller's eyes, and said firmly: "It's exactly the same as the person who talked to the middleman in the dream."
Schiller's eyes widened instantly.
"Are you sure you heard that right, ma'am?"
As soon as the question came out of his mouth, Schiller knew there was no need to ask it again, because he had already remembered the most shocking part of all the information related to nightmares.
"I swear I'm not lying. The voice that said in my dream that the middleman couldn't be done was exactly the same as Mr. Strange." Lisa lowered her eyes and said, "If this dream like you said is not an ordinary dream,
,Then maybe..."
"Yes, I know, I know, ma'am." Schiller repeated it twice, and then said: "Let's go back first. I'm going to talk to Stephen."
The two of them returned to the room, and Schiller knocked on the door of the guest room where Strange was resting. Soon, Strange, who had changed into pajamas, opened the door, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, because he clearly confessed
He wants to read the report, and it is best not to be disturbed before the matter begins.
In fact, Schiller was the one who should least disturb him, because both of them were doctors and knew each other well, and Schiller knew that he hated it most when someone disturbed him when he was fully devoted to something.
"Unexpected situation, Stephen, I'm sorry." Schiller apologized first, so Strange let him in. Schiller glanced at the report on Strange's desk. Very good, no problem. Those who read
It should be more of an anatomy diagram that should appear in the files of major cases.
Then he looked at Strange from head to toe and asked tentatively: "How is your father doing lately?"
"He has been defeated by the disease again, and now he is working in hell." Strange said: "After a while, I will let him return to the Holy of Holies as a cleaner or something, but he probably just wants to go home."
Schiller was not surprised. Strange's father had always been in poor health. In fact, he had died once before, and then he died again. After Strange brought him back, he died again. Finally, Strange
Strange was too lazy to fish it out.
Mainly because after getting him back, the stubborn old man didn't change his living habits. He didn't need to fight hard with the disease at all. He fell down with just a touch, so Strange simply found Mephisto and gave him some help.
Hell arranged a job, but I heard that he didn't do it well and continued to drink and brag every day.
"What happened?" Strange looked at him and asked.
"You remember the nightmare I told you before, right?"
"Yes, I know you are eager to find out what happened to him, but you have to give us some time." Strange sat back on the chair, put one leg up and looked up at Schiller.
Said: "You shouldn't be such a person who doesn't care about priorities. It is more important to ensure Lisa's health now than to track down the person behind the scenes."
"Yes, but the premise is that the person who attacked Lisa was really a nightmare, and not something else related to him, or... a person."
Strange frowned deeply and said, "You mean someone drove the nightmare?"
"No, there is a more terrifying possibility." Schiller slowly shook his head and said, "He is the nightmare, and the nightmare is him."
"who?"
"You." Schiller paused and said, "To be precise, another you."
"who is he?"
"Dream Power Doctor Strange."
Stomach flu, vomiting, diarrhea and fever
Everyone must not turn on the air conditioner too low. If you don’t believe it, you will be honest.
