Schiller and Stark stand together in front of a damaged Mark 2 mech.

"Listen, the problem now is that the braking system here is completely broken, and we need to fix it before we can retrofit it," Stark said. ”

As he spoke, he picked up the wrench and stepped forward and began to pound the mech.

Schiller stood behind him and said to the symbiote in his head: "No, no, you can't eat his brain." ”

"But his head looks delicious, really delicious, smells good."

"But ......"

With his waist crossed and one hand on his forehead, Schiller reorganized his language and said, "You can't just eat people's brains, because ......"

Schiller paused for a long time, and he thought, well, although this race looks strange, its taste is surprisingly consistent.

"Eat his brain, we can do it ourselves." Symbiote said.

"No way!"

"Okay......"

Stark didn't know it, he tinkered for a long time, then knocked on the railing next to him with a wrench, changed places, and then continued to tinker while saying, "Magic armor? That sounds really good, I think it's a special kind of atomic force, what do you think is the best form of application for it? Concussion? Or extreme compression? ”

Schiller asked in his head, "...... What is the best form of application? Shock or extreme compression? ”

"It's decomposition and refactoring." Symbiote said.

"It's decomposition and refactoring." Schiller said.

As he spoke, he pressed his hand directly on the unrepaired joint, where a large part flickered and then turned new when it returned to its original position.

Stark stood up, his eyes widened, he folded his arms and said, "This so-called magic you are talking about looks much stronger than what you demonstrated weightlessness." ”

"It's me, it's me, it's me, it's ......," the symbiote began to squeak in Schiller's head again.

Schiller said, "Okay, you're amazing." ”

He had to say that the symbiote was still a little better than magic, after all, his current magic ability was only low-level, and it was okay to bluff people, but when it was really time to play, he had to rely on the symbiote.

"Shrink the armor so small." The symbiote said in Schiller's head.

"Shrink the armor." Schiller said.

"Of course I've thought about it, my Mark 5, to the subsequent version, was originally intended to be compressed into a suitcase, but it hasn't been developed yet, and I can't move it around at will for the time being."

"I think the suitcase plan is a bit conservative."

"Can it be smaller?"

"Of course."

"How small do you think you can compress?"

Schiller asked the symbiote in his head, "How small do you think it can be compressed?" ”

"A bottle of fear venom."

"Can it be compressed to the size of a vial of Dread Venom?" Schiller asked.

"I want to drink." Symbiote said

Schiller rolled his eyes angrily, and he would bargain.

After drinking a bottle of wine, he said, "A cigarette can be compressed to the size of a cigarette." ”

After Schiller told Stark, Stark walked around the room with some excitement, and said, "It's really atomic-level structure and reorganization, and if you put it that way, maybe it's smaller than a cigarette, maybe even nano-scale......"

"Can it be smaller than a cigarette?" Schiller asked in his head.

"Yes, but it explodes when it unfolds." Symbiote said.

So Schiller said to Stark, "It could have been made smaller, but I can't make sure it's safe to unfold." ”

Stark said, "Anyway, let's get started, come up with a more time-ahead technology, and then I'll throw all those old versions of the armor at the military and let them help me deal with the garbage, and save me money on e-waste disposal fees, and Pepper will be happy." ”

"The benefits of being able to arm at any time are really too many!" Stark clenched one hand into a fist, pounded the palm of the other, and said, "And I can even stuff the whole Jarvis into a mobile phone, a mobile phone with such a powerful smart butler, can you believe it?" ”

Schiller said, "...... God bless Jarvis. ”

After a while, Stark put the somewhat worn Mark 2 off the shelf, and before he could see it clearly, a gray fog flashed, and the Mark 2 disappeared.

Then Schiller reappeared, with a metallic cigarette in his hand, and handed it to Stark, who said, "That's it?" ”

"Or what else do you want?"

"There shouldn't be any spellcasting spells...... I mean, like a ritual, and a staff......"

"No, that's too low-end." Schiller said.

Stark blinked, and he suddenly had infinite expectations for magic.

But then, this expectation simply drove Strange crazy, he was just a mage, how could Iron Man think of him as an omnipotent god, no matter what he did, Iron Man was like 'let's give it to omnipotent magic'!

Hearing that the Supreme Mage had to prepare for casting spells, Stark called Strange a "low-end mage", and the angry Strange almost broke his staff.

No matter how devastating Schiller's performance is for Strange who will get along with Iron Man in the future, now he is very surprising to Stark, he said, "How am I going to turn it into a mech?" How to wear it on the body? ”

Schiller asked in his head, "How is he going to turn it into a mech?" How to wear it on the body? ”

The symbiote burps and says, "Think about it in your head." ”

Schiller said: "Think about it in your head. ”

Stark was stunned for a moment, and then with some hesitation, he recalled in his mind the original way Mark 2 was armed.

Almost instantly, Mark 2 was put on his body, and this change had no process, almost a reorganization at the atomic level.

Stark said, "What the hell is this? ”

Schiller asked in his head, "What is this principle?" ”

The symbiote says: "The mind perturbates. ”

Schiller said to Stark, "The mind is perturbated. ”

"You mean brainwaves or something? Or bioelectricity? ”

The symbiote in Schiller's mind was a little dazed, and it seemed that he could no longer answer the question, so Schiller said, "Please don't explain magic in terms of science, just use it." ”

Stark scratched his heart and wanted to start studying immediately, so he turned his face and said to Schiller: "Okay, okay, I know, your magical magic, you wait, sooner or later I will use it better than you." ”

Then he sent it off.

Schiller was almost invited out of the Stark Building, but he wasn't angry, Stark was always like that, and once the addict to the experiment was committed, he didn't care about anything.

As soon as he got back to the clinic, he saw Steve waiting for him, and Steve said hello and said, "Nick asked me to run an errand, he wants to see you, I think it might be something to do with Stark." ”

Then Schiller shouted into the air, "10 million dollars an hour, how?" Director Nick? ”

"You're opening your mouth widely." Suddenly a voice came from the phone hanging around Steve's waist.

Schiller shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay, I originally wanted to invoice you for 100 million." ”

The other side was silent for a moment, and then said: "There is another 50 million late fee invoice ......"

"Deal." Schiller said.

After a while, Schiller came to the S.H.I.E.L.D. international reception center again, and Nick, wearing an eye patch, shook hands with Schiller, and then the two sat down face to face, Coulson poured a cup of coffee for the two of them, and gave Schiller an espresso.

Schiller drank his coffee, but Nick took the cup and drank it slowly, and Schiller said first, "Let's get down to business first, or get an invoice first?" ”

"Let's issue an invoice first." Nick said,

After a while, Nick asked him, "I know Stark gave mech technology to the military, but it doesn't matter, we don't want those mechs." ”

"You want him as a person."

"S.H.I.E.L.D. was created by his father."

"If you mention this to him now, you won't want him to join him for the rest of your life."

"Also, let him join, you go and talk to him, don't come to me, it's useless to look for me, I'm just a psychiatrist, not his father."

"We didn't ask you to persuade Stark, and we know he doesn't, what do you think of our idea? A squad of people with special abilities? ”

"It's good, but it depends on who they work for."

"Isn't it for S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"So who does S.H.I.E.L.D. work for?"

Nick frowned, decisively bypassed the topic, and said, "Well, we want to invite you to join ......"

"You also said that it is a team of people with special abilities, and I am just an ordinary person, and I have never exceeded 3 meters in the long jump."

Nick opened his mouth, and he felt that Schiller was taking him for a fool.

"Listen, we don't care how you disappeared and suddenly appeared a few hundred meters away, we don't care where that yellow-haired mouse with a Canadian accent came from, we can ignore your quasi-horrible psychoanalysis, but a certain neurologist told us that you threatened him with a floating ballpoint pen......"

Schiller said to the symbiote in his head, "You can't eat other people's brains in the future, except for Strange's. ”

Schiller said, "Do you believe that there is magic in this world?" ”

"Some scientific forces have created these special abilities, so I also believe that there will be other forces that create other people, are you one of them?"

"No, I'm just an ordinary person, but I think I can trade a piece of information for my freedom."

"About what? Magic? ”

"That's right, I believe you should have the right to mobilize satellites to find out where a missing network in New York went."

Nick frowned, but Schiller didn't say anything more.

The wireless network of the New York Temple should still rely on the network system of modern people, not some magic network, but they used magic to cover up the way to access this network.

If Nick had the heart to investigate, he would have found some clues.

The reason why Schiller didn't refuse forcefully was that in the various major events that followed, he had to rely on the Avengers to save the world, and he wouldn't have to deal with those enemies by himself, and what lizardmen and Red Hulk fists were.

At most, for the safety of his own life, he will provide a little help, so he has to keep in touch with these superheroes, so that he can be a fresh and refined ...... in future events -stirring sticks.