Schiller walked over, picked up the old record player, patted it, and said, "Well... it may be broken. This kind of old antique is always a bit unreliable."
Daredevil couldn't see it, but he was really frightened by the music just now. He said: "I never knew that such an old antique could make such a big noise..."
Peter said: "It seems that like Steve, he is a guy who refuses to accept old age."
Schiller warned his symbiote viciously in his mind: "If you turn up the music so loud again, you will never think about drinking again!"
As a result, the symbiote was chattering excitedly to him in his head, and it took Schiller a long time to understand.
The symbiote told him that until last night, the symbiote was not actually an adult, but just a juvenile symbiote.
Originally, symbiotes did not distinguish between adults and juveniles, but this special symbiote specially created by the God of Symbiotes is very different. It needs energy to nourish itself in order to grow.
Just last night, the symbiote discovered that he had unlocked his own gene library, which is the code engraved in each symbiote's genes. This code allows him to possess the abilities of other symbiotes, such as dividing and reproducing, and penetrating into
other objects to control them, or even imitate and fabricate them out of thin air.
Schiller could clearly feel that the symbiote's speech had become much more organized, and finally no longer looked like the original repeater.
The symbiote told him that this was because the language of the symbiote family was hidden in his genetic code. Of course, it was the language that the god of symbiotes used to curse, which he did not know before.
Hearing this, Schiller tried to say: "Nataru?"
Almost instantly, Schiller felt shock, anger, grievance and other different emotions mixed together in his brain. The symbiote seemed to be shocked.
Later, after being introduced by the symbiote, Schiller learned that their family's language was different from humans and different from any other language in the world.
The language of the symbiont family is a language of catalog sequences. Each syllable they utter is actually a catalog of a large content, and the real content is engraved in their gene pool, and only the symbiont family can understand it.
The content engraved in the gene library is not a text that humans can understand, but a code that requires special organs to decipher. This is a very special encrypted language that any race other than symbiotes can hear.
The symbionts are talking, but they are completely unable to understand what they are saying. This is because the content of the symbionts' words is actually the directory in their gene bank code.
For example, the word "Nataru" has only three syllables, but when these three syllables are substituted into the sequence of the symbiote's gene pool, they represent brain waves that last for almost dozens of minutes.
The content represented by this syllable is the sum of all curse words in the symbiote language, which is much more dirty than the curse words in any language on the earth.
The symbiote said: "This word! Gets a beating!"
Schiller thought for a while, and it was obvious that the useless knowledge had increased again.
Venom is either on Deadpool or in the petri dish of SHIELD. Some other symbiotes have not appeared. Even if they did, why would Schiller follow them and curse? He is not the god of symbiotes.
.
Steve missed the meal when he came at noon. He saw Peter who was dejected, so he asked him: "You still haven't finished your homework. Wasn't it enough to stay up all night yesterday?"
"Damn it all night long." Schiller said. He stretched out his hand and said, "You'd better ask those two controllers how they were treated yesterday. The sound of them rubbing their skills yesterday.
You can hear it from beyond the street..."
"Don't say that, it sounds too old-fashioned." Pikachu said.
Steve waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't interrupt, let's get down to business. I may have to go on a mission recently. Of course, it's not a big deal. I want to take Peter with me, just so he can get some exercise."
"You have to ask Stark about this. After all, Peter signed a contract with him first."
"That rich man is going to keep Peter in those suffocating laboratories? What kind of person does he want to train Peter to be? A sissy like him?" Steve said.
Schiller said: "I just have to leave for a while recently. Before that, I want to see Stark again, but I'm not sure whether he will agree to hand Peter over to you. After all, you know, there is no relationship between you."
We have a bad impression of each other..."
"You're leaving? Where are you going?" Steve asked.
Schiller shook his head and said nothing. Finally, Matt said: "I think Peter should really go with the captain. It's not that I'm biased. It's just that Peter seems to have never left the town where he grew up. Boys shouldn't be
Such."
"The place I want to go to is the west. Speaking of which, the last time I went there was a long time ago, but I remember the scenery there is quite good."
Peter was already a little moved. Matt was right. Because of his family's tight financial situation, Peter had never traveled since he was a child. The farthest place he went was just the suburbs of New York. When it came to the West,
What American boy doesn't have a cowboy dream?
Seeing Peter looking at him expectantly, Schiller raised his hands and said: "Okay, okay, I'll convince Stark. But you'd better take it easy. Going out in the field is different from doing experiments in the laboratory.
, Peter, if you were hurt in any way, your aunt would shed a liter of tears."
Peter covered his forehead, he wanted to go crazy.
Steve said: "You'd better not have such high expectations. Don't think this is really a tour. Boy, if you don't do well, the first one to beat you won't be the enemy, but me."
"
"Who is your enemy?" Schiller said: "Of course, I only want to know things within my confidentiality level. Apart from that, I have no interest."
Steve said: "Actually, he is not a difficult guy to deal with. SHIELD discovered some secret spies in the west. It may not be accurate to say they are spies. It should be said to be a killer organization."
"They seem to call themselves ninjas. They come and go without a trace. I don't know who they were hired by. They killed a state legislator. In fact, this was not a big deal, but it seems that the leader of them has a bigger conspiracy, and
I just need a warm-up activity."
Matt stood up and said: "It's the Hand. Erica told me that their organization wanted to come here to find dragon bones, but there has been no progress, so they took orders locally and caused many murders..."
"S.H.I.E.L.D. may not know this. They haven't made any big moves yet, which means the situation should still be under control." Schiller said, "More importantly, if SHIELD wants to know the conspiracy behind them,
Then you have to be patient.”
Matt sat down again. He knew that SHIELD had been eyeing him and his girlfriend Erica for a long time. Just because they were not taking any action now did not mean that they would not do so in the future. Erica was also a killer of the Hand.
Also hired by Jin Bin, Matt has to find a way to get her out.
Schiller patted his shoulder and said: "I know what you are worried about. You are not afraid of slanting shadows when you are upright, but the same is not true for your girlfriend. You are not willing to let her become a spy to save your own life, because it is equally dangerous.
, but I can give you a suggestion."
"Although I don't know what the dragon bone is, it must be a good thing, otherwise the Hand will try his best to find it. Do you think Kingpin would like such a good thing?"
Matt quickly understood what he meant. Although they were both bad people, they might not come together, especially when they had conflicts of interest. Maybe Erica could find an opportunity to get out of it.
After Steve left, Schiller was taken to Stark Tower by special car. Stark stayed in his laboratory again, working hard on those mechas. After seeing Schiller, he shook his head and said: "If this continues, it will change."
It wasn't me who became a vampire, it was you."
Stark twisted the wrench hard and said: "You don't know what the Army people came to me yesterday and said, ha, they want my mecha, guess what they want to do with it?"
Schiller did not answer him. Stark was silent for a while and stood up. He threw away the wrench, looked at his mecha and said: "You are right. I will give up whatever the enemy wants. Now
They want to turn my mechas into war machines, so do I have to dismantle them?"
Stark said to himself: "Even if I dismantle all the mechas, what will I get? The world will be peaceful? There will be no more wars?... They will just change another way,
And the result is that people who should have been saved because of me no longer have the chance."
"I know you don't want to give it to them. You should have rejected them severely, and then they will show an attitude of taking a step back. They will say, 'Well, we don't want your mecha anymore, give it to us.
Just some ordinary weapons.' Right?"
Stark pursed his lips. He knew that Schiller was right. This was an old trick of those people.
"Do I really have to choose SHIELD?" Stark said.
He walked over from the experimental table, pulled up a chair and sat down, leaning on the back of the chair tiredly. He said: "What makes me most tired is that you know that every road is a trap, but you still can't."
Don’t choose one.”
"I don't know if Howard knew that things were going to be like this when he founded SHIELD. But I think he should have known, because he is very smart, as smart as you, Stark, but he still chose
Do this.”
"You also want me to turn to SHIELD? If I choose SHIELD now, it will indeed save me a lot of trouble. As long as SHIELD doesn't let go, no one can take my machine away from me.
A, but I always feel that this decision will bring me more trouble."
"Do you have a third way?" Schiller asked.
"I don't think I have, but you don't have to be so direct."
"It's true that you don't have a third way, but you have another choice, which is not to choose."
"Can……"
Before Stark could refute, Schiller said:
"You are trapped in a thought cycle, always feeling that you must really choose one side, but that is not the case. You can keep putting it off. If one of the parties criticizes you, then you can give him some hints, such as what the other party has said.
The conditions are more favorable, you are already moved..."
Shiller said: "What you haven't discovered is that this is a complete buyer's market. Who you choose is not because who puts more pressure on you, but only because they offer better conditions."
"And who can offer the conditions that make Stark, the richest man in the world, excited? I think as an unprecedented rich man and scientific genius, if your asking price is slightly higher, no one will question it, right?"
Stark showed a very complicated and tangled expression. He said: "You mean... I want to be like a woman who has two boyfriends at the same time, pretending to follow whoever performs better.
But in fact, I don’t follow anyone, I just enjoy their attentiveness as a matter of course.”
"I have to say, Stark, your damn metaphor fully reflects your damn character," Schiller said.
Stark was not ashamed but proud and spread his hands and said: "Who is the guy who understands women's hearts best? It's me, the charming Stark."
Schiller said: "Jarvis, the surveillance in Pepper's office yesterday should have been useful, right? I can't wait to see the heroic appearance of Mr. Stark, who understands women's hearts best."
"Damn...Jarvis, you weren't broken yesterday? You still turned on the camera?? Hey, don't, don't call the screen, okay, I admit, there are some women I don't understand, and one of them is Pepper."
Jarvis beeped twice and said, "Miss Pepper has been connected for twenty-three minutes."
Stark jumped up from his chair.
"Just kidding, sir," Jarvis said. Schiller then said, "Who understands women best? It's Jarvis!"