The weather in New York is much better than in Gotham, and even though it's winter, it's still very clear, and you can clearly see the traffic on the road on the other side of the skyline from the window on the third floor of the clinic.

Schiller got up early, and Pikachu pushed the door open with his little short hand, then stretched and said, "Your damn old kettle is so loud!" Yawn, where did you get that old antique? ”

Schiller descended the stairs, and Pikachu slid down the handrail to the second-floor dining room, where the kettle was steaming hot and occasionally screeching.

Schiller magically floated the kettle and placed it on the table, and with another wave of his hand, a frying pan flew over, he poured some olive oil on it, and began to make breakfast.

Pikachu slammed open the refrigerator door, went in to rummage through the food, and said in disgust as he flipped it back: "I should have thrown away your damn blue cheese, how can it stink so much!" Oh...... And these damn lettuces, which taste like they're gnawing on plastic, let me see...... Over here! My car beats cheese! Help me put it in the breakfast sandwich later, and this canned luncheon meat of mine, help me cut it and sandwich it in the middle, remember, make sure to cut it thicker......"

At this moment, there was a knock at the door downstairs of the clinic, and Schiller heard Peter's voice accompanied by footsteps going upstairs: "Sir! I'm coming! I asked my uncle to borrow a toolbox, I'm sure I'll be able to fix that damn electric switch today......"

As soon as he walked up, the door of the refrigerator just blocked his vision, and he closed the refrigerator door with a wave of his hand, and then with a "bang", a scream came: "Oh! Shit!! My waist !! ”

Peter hurriedly opened the refrigerator door again, and he found that the fluffy Pikachu who was picking on the refrigerator divider had hit the lid of the can on the refrigerator door.

Peter took him down and said, "You still have a waist?" Where? ”

"Hey, boy, don't force me to expose you, it wasn't a broken electric switch yesterday, it's clear that you died 30 lives and haven't cleared the level......"

Peter covered Pikachu's mouth and said speechlessly, "Dr. Schiller, what did you do?" Why is it so fragrant? ”

"Ordinary fried sandwiches, if you want to eat them, I'll make you a large one."

"Okay, but it doesn't need to be too big, I've been eating less lately."

"That's great news." Schiller fried the eggs and said, "At least your aunt doesn't have to cook for you every day until her wrist hurts." ”

While Peter was chatting with Schiller, he caught a glimpse of the ring on his ring finger, and the subtle change in his expression was seen by Pikachu, who looked left and right, and said, "We haven't pulled off the game cartridge from yesterday, do you want another game?" ”

Peter didn't know why, but as soon as Pikachu's tail flicked, and the fluffy lightning-shaped tail pointed hard downstairs, Peter understood, and he immediately followed Pikachu downstairs.

After a while, the two of them muttered back again, and Pikachu jumped onto the stove and looked at Schiller.

Schiller was turning over the golden omelette in the center with a spatula, and Peter winked at Pikachu from behind, who wrinkled his nose and said, "Well, okay, I guess...... It's still hard for you to cook for us, why don't we go out to eat? ”

Schiller looked at him in astonishment and said, "The sun is rising in the west today?" Normally you'll just let me fry the eggs a little more tenderly. ”

"I mean...... Well, nothing, but I've always felt that you humans shouldn't hold everything to yourself, it's not good for your health......"

"I'm a psychiatrist, I know this better than you do, otherwise whose money would I make?" Schiller said.

Pikachu flicked his tail, and just as he wanted to say something more, he was fished out by Peter, and then Peter laughed dryly twice and said, "Haha, doctor, let's go play a game for a while, and then come back to help you later." ”

Pikachu slapped Peter's face with his tail in retaliation for hitting him on the waist just now, and Peter was not to be outdone, and directly grabbed Pikachu's two ears and shook them around, and the two went downstairs while fighting.

Schiller felt a little baffled, and he always felt that Peter was hiding something from him.

After a while, Steve, who had just finished running in the morning, also came in, he wiped his sweat with a towel, and then walked up to the second floor with the scent, he said, "The structure of this old house is too unreasonable, and the kitchen is still on the second floor." ”

"Thank you that I still have the money to buy a good range hood." Schiller said.

"Then you have to thank Nick too, he gave you a lot of bonuses, right?"

"What? And in what name did he give you the bonus? How much did you get? 30% or 20%? ”

"Not counting taxes, it's only 18%." Steve said with a shrug.

"His understanding of the economics of the distribution of additional income is really getting more and more macroscopic."

Steve put the towel on the railing, then opened the refrigerator very naturally and said, "Let me see, what about the steak I put here last time?" Oh, it's here, there's a little half left, I think I could make a beef cheeseburger, cheese? I remember last time there was still half a block left......"

"Don't look at it, you forgot I have a mouse like Jerry here? What cheese survives the next day, except for blue cheese that survives? ”

"Oh my God! That's almost two pounds of cheese, and he's all done? Nothing left? ”

"Not really, it's not just him, Peter made a Margaret's pizza last time and put at least a pound of it."

Steve shook his head and closed the refrigerator door and said, "Young people nowadays really don't know how to save, is there any good convenience store in Hell's Kitchen?" I'll go buy some cheese slices. ”

"Go out and turn right and go two streets straight ahead to Lady Helena, of course, you'd better tell you that you're going to buy cheese, or she'll think you're going to apply for a job."

"Apply? What hell is there to apply for? ”

"Of course, Lady Helena has three strip bars under her control, and the business is booming, so she should like you the most."

Steve pouted and said, "I'd better take a long detour and get out of Hell's Kitchen and buy it again." ”

Then he came over and patted Schiller on the shoulder and said, "Hey, I know you're a doctor, but doctors are ordinary people, and psychiatrists aren't omnipotent, if you have something you want to talk about, then you can come to me, we're friends." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left, which made Schiller very baffled, he just got up in the morning to make breakfast and fry eggs, why is everyone's attitude weird?

Not long after Steve left, Stark flew in through the window wearing a battle armor with a large pile of materials, and the cold wind from the mecha poured into the room of the psychiatric clinic like a howl.

Schiller turned his head and was startled by Stark's dark circles, and he said, "Hell, how did you do that?" ”

"Oh, isn't it ...... Did Miss Pepper take a leave of absence today? ”

"What are you talking about? I've been doing research all night for the information you brought yesterday. ”

With that, he placed the pile of papers on Schiller's desk and said, "There has been little progress in neuroexternal technology, Uncle Obadiah is still unconscious, and I can't ask him, but I have come up with another way." ”

Iron Man was still wearing armor, and he pointed to one of the parts of the document with his metal-covered hand armor and said, "If the aging nerve and the dead nerve cells can't be restored, then we will find a way to replace it with a machine, just like replacing a heart." ”

"I don't think you need to explain the principle to me, I just want to know, how feasible is it?"

Stark crossed his arms and stared at the data maps, saying, "You have to know, even if I'm a genius, I can't conjure up technology out of thin air, and more importantly, even if I master this technology, it will have to go through a lot of safety testing before it can be put into use." ”

Stark also glanced at the ring on Schiller's finger, he touched his lips, and said, "If you are really in a hurry, I can convene a neuroscience consultation in the name of Stark Group, and then I can invite the world's most famous neuroscience research experts." ”

"Of course, you'd better bring in patients, otherwise they won't be able to conjure up a solution out of thin air."

"I'm afraid it's going to be hard." Schiller said.

He's telling the truth, not to mention how he can get the DC character to Marvel, and even if he can get it, the inconsistent flow of time between the two parties can lead to a lot of problems and possibly a lot of risks.

Schiller is well aware that, unlike in Marvel, he has one of the most important tasks in the DC world, and that is to get rid of the entanglement of his enemies.

His enemy is no ordinary person, first of all, he can hire Death Knell to kill him, and the words that Death Knell left before he left have revealed enough information, and when Schiller wants to pay him to kill that employer, Knell's first reaction is "You can't afford this price." ”

And when Schiller further tried to say that the richest man in the world would pay for it, Knell still left without hesitation, which shows that he judged that even if there was enough money, it was not worth his complete defection.

Being able to make the world's top mercenary Deathstroke make this judgment is already very telling, and it seems that the original owner is not involved in a simple entanglement of interests, there must be a bigger conspiracy behind this.

For this reason, Schiller hopes that Victor can become his ally to make up for his shortcomings in engineering and mechanics, so he is willing to help Victor's wife as much as possible to prevent Victor from becoming a frozen man, but this does not mean that he must take a huge risk to take people to travel between the two worlds.

Moreover, this does not fundamentally solve the problem, DC's experts and scholars can't cure this disease, and Marvel's ordinary experts probably can't either.

Schiller remained silent as he thought, and finally Stark couldn't help it, and he said, "You...... I mean...... Is she okay? Right? ”

Schiller said, "What? ”

Stark touched his forehead with some embarrassment, and then said, "I heard Coulson say that your wife's condition is not good......"

Schiller was stunned, where did this rumor come from? Where did he get a wife?!

He said why everyone's attitude is so strange today!

Soon, he remembered the first person he had met since returning to Marvel - the future Doctor Strange, the current neurologist Strange.

He's such a clever little ghost!

Schiller viciously said to the symbiote in his head: "Next time you must remember to eat Strange's brain, it is useless for him to keep it anyway." ”