"Hurry! Hurry up and figure it out! Get him back to the real world! Fast! ”

Stark was already about to become an ant on a hot pot, and he felt that if this continued, Schiller might not want to be resurrected, and then it would be a big deal.

"But we can't convince him now!" Steve was also anxious, he said: "I've seen similar situations on the battlefield before, and after a complete emotional breakdown, the more comforting and persuasive he is, the more he can't listen. ”

Charles looked at his tone and said: "This is normal, therefore, the treatment of mental illness sometimes needs to be accompanied by medication, otherwise it will never be possible to calm the patient down and receive treatment." ”

"But this is the dream world, where can we find tranquilizers?" Stark frowned and asked, but then, he thought for a moment, then looked at Charles and asked, "Professor Charles, even if you can't use coercive means to modify Schiller's memory, can you calm his mind a little?" ”

"If it's just this one personality, maybe it's okay, but if it's that tower, I'm afraid I can't help it, how can I make a tower settle down?"

Charles recalled again and said: "If I remember correctly, if I hadn't passed through that tower, Schiller's personality would not have been able to rise to the surface of consciousness, and thus would not have been able to control the body. ”

"That tower has so many personalities, I can't hypnotize each of them, if we go up with this settled personality, we will definitely be stopped, and I am afraid it will not be possible to force our way in."

"Wait!" Stark and Steve looked at each other, and Steve was the first to speak, "There doesn't seem to be anyone in his tower right now." ”

Charles also reacted, because he knew about the existence of the ship's Schiller, Charles said: "He seems to have sent many of his personalities out to deal with the gods of Egypt, we can take advantage of this gap, let this person fall asleep, and then take him to the tower, let him rise to the surface of consciousness......"

"No, Schiller's body is still dead." Steve objected again, saying, "The question is, how are we going to resurrect him?" ”

"Let me think about it...... Let me think about it......" Stark touched his chin as he paced down the hallway, "and if this is the principle, as long as Schiller's soul returns and his body returns to a living physiological state, then he can be resurrected." ”

"His soul is not annihilated, so we just need to resurrect his body."

"But you've seen it before, how can that kind of fatal injury still survive?" Steve said helplessly.

But Stark said quickly: "Ordinary people may not be able to, but have you forgotten?" Lan Ling: They told us that Schiller also has a special symbiote in his body, that is, the source of power that Schiller can turn into a gray mist. ”

"For the symbiote, there are almost no wounds that they can't repair, we just need that symbiote to repair Schiller's body, and then let his soul return, and he can be resurrected."

"It works in theory." Steve nodded and said, "One more question, how do we get that symbiote to repair its body?" We are not Schiller, we can't control him. ”

"He should have independent wisdom, and as long as he has wisdom, we can convince him." Stark paused, then said, "Alright, that's it, let's try this plan first." ”

He looked at Professor Charles, and said, "Professor, you are responsible for quieting this person in the room, and then we will follow the path from which we have come and bring him back to the tower." ”

"When we get back to the tower, Steve, you're in charge of keeping an eye on him, and I'll go find the consciousness of the symbiote that might be in the tower, and try to convince him to repair Schiller's body."

"When the body is repaired, we send this personality to the surface of consciousness, let the soul return, and Schiller will be resurrected."

"After that, we will control his physical body, find a way to calm him down, and then talk about getting him to receive psychiatric treatment......

Stark's series of plans were said quickly, but the other two understood very well, and after listening to the plan, they began to act.

Charles's ability is indeed more than what it seems, when they squinted their eyes, an invisible force spread, and as the frequency gradually slowed down, all the consciousness present felt an irresistible sleepiness.

"Wait a minute! Professor! You can't settle down with us! Steve said sleepily.

Charles paused slightly, and then Stark and Steve came out of this state, but Schiller's head, which was talking to the scales next to the table in the room, began to droop continuously, and then gradually lay on the table, and fell asleep.

In the dark, Charles felt as if he had heard a sigh, and that sigh was full of relief.

But he didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, the plan was still going well, Stark and Steve went into the room, set up the sleeping Schiller, and saw that he was holding the balance in his hand, Stark hesitated, but still didn't take it away.

When the two of them walked out with Schiller, Khonsu, who was waiting outside, was surprised to see Schiller who had slept over, but then, he took the three of them back to Schiller's temple of thought along the same path.

Steve and Khonsu take Schiller back to the ward of the insane asylum on the 10th floor, the owner of which is now gone, so it can be used as a base for them.

Steve wanted to go with Stark to find the consciousness of the gray mist, but Stark refused, considering that Schiller could wake up at any time, in the end, Steve stayed behind and guarded the sleeping Schiller.

After leaving the madhouse on the 10th floor, Stark stood at the top of the stairs and struggled for a moment, not knowing whether to go down or up.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of "Dong Dong Dong", leaned against the railing of the patio and looked down, and saw the young Schiller chasing a gray ball.

The ball looked familiar, like a highly condensed gray mist, and like a slime, Stark froze for a moment, then walked quickly down the stairs and stopped the gray ball.

Young Schiller, who was running after the ball, showed a shocked expression when he saw Stark appear here, and at this time, Stark had already picked up the ball.

The gray ball caught by Stark turned into a gray mist floating in the air with a "bang", and Stark saw two eyes made of swirls, and if he was not mistaken, the expression of this gray mist was also shocked.

Stark spoke to such a creature for the first time, he hesitated, a little unsure of how to speak, but nevertheless said, "I am Stark, a friend of your master Schiller, do you know me?" ”

To Stark's surprise, Gray Mist actually nodded, although he couldn't tell where the head was at all, but Stark could see that he wanted to nod his head.

"Well, listen, now your master is in some trouble, I know, he may have told you a plan to remove your body's defenses so that he could die, but now the problem is that his soul is in some trouble, and if we don't resurrect him, there is no way to heal him......"

"So, I want you to be able to control yourself to repair Schiller's body, as if his soul returned to the body and thus resurrected ......"

After saying this large paragraph quickly, Stark didn't expect the symbiote in front of him to understand, but again, to his surprise, Gray Mist sent a puzzled emotion to him, and then Stark actually heard a voice say:

“…… What do you say? ”

"Can you talk?? Then why didn't you speak up sooner?! Stark asked, staring at the gray mist.

"He wouldn't let me talk to strangers." Grey Mist replied, and he said, "And, I smell a nasty guy on you......"

"Nasty guy? Who? Wait a minute...... It can't be that mud, right? ”

"That's right, it's him, he's sick, I don't want to play with him, you stay away from me."

"Well, you're not wrong about that, there's something sick about that mud...... No, I'm not going to say that, do you understand what I said earlier? ”

"But I won't disobey his orders." Grey Mist replied, "If he hadn't asked me to do it, then I wouldn't have done it." ”

"But now it's for his ......"

As soon as Stark said this, he was stunned, because he seemed to have heard this argument a long time ago.

He recalled that Schiller had asked Jarvis the same question in the car he had first seen him, and that he had asked him the same question later.

So, Stark cleared his throat and asked, turning into the gray mist:

"What if one day, Schiller is dying, and one of your decisions can save your master, but he himself is strenuously opposed?"

"If you obey the order and don't save him, and he dies, will you regret it?"

"If he died, do you think he would regret creating you before he died?"

"Do you think he'll resent you if he's dead?"

"If he resents you, will you blame yourself?"

"If you were given the chance to do it all over again, would you make a different choice?"

"If you disobey Schiller's orders and choose to save him, and he blames you afterwards, will you feel indignant?"

"If you disobeyed Schiller's order to save him, and he was going to kill you for disobeying the order, would you resent him?

After Stark used his astonishing memory to return these questions to Grey Mist, the picture he expected to be like the crash of Jarvis's program did not appear, and Grey Mist said:

"In principle, I will not disobey his orders......"

Instead, Stark was stunned, he looked at the gray mist, and said, "In principle, no...... What do you mean? ”

"I just have to add money."

"I ......"

Stark covered his forehead, how could he forget that one of the biggest characteristics of the symbiote is that it follows the master, and obviously this symbiote does not follow the good order.

"What do you want?" Stark asked.

"When he wakes up, what if he finds that a bottle of wine is missing, and you tell him that it was a loss during storage?"

Stark didn't understand Grey Mist's request, but it didn't sound like a difficult thing to do, so Stark agreed.

After that, the gray mist disappeared from his presence, and after a while, when he returned, he said:

"The body is repaired, the elevator is over there, the elevator administrator is on vacation today, if you want to leave, it's best to ...... early"

Stark felt a little weird, but his anxiety prevailed, so he hurried back to the insane asylum, and then put the sleepy Schiller in the elevator, all the way back to his consciousness unimpeded, and after that, the three of them woke up from their dreams and returned to reality.

After they left, Gray Mist sighed and entered the elevator as well, ascending all the way to the hospital floor, where two figures were leaning on the railing of the patio to look down.

Gray Mist leaned up and rubbed one of the figures in a black suit, DC Schiller touched Gray Mist's head and said, "Don't think I didn't hear it just now, did you steal wine again?" ”

"I didn't, it's the loss during transportation!"

Schiller shook his head helplessly, he lit a cigar and said to the green-haired figure next to him, "Seriously, we can really convince the 'self' to cooperate with our ......"

The green-haired figure let out a series of snickers, but said nothing.

D.C. Schiller touched the wound on his forehead and said, "It should be reasonable for a patient to handle so many tasks and take a small revenge on this extremely immoral behavior, right?" ”

"But you should have another purpose, right?" The green-haired Schiller turned his head and asked.

D.C. Schiller snorted coldly, and he said: "You may think that I am the crazier one, but in fact, on the contrary, he is much crazier than me, and one of the craziest emotions in the world is greed." ”

"Suicide to try out some secret that intrigues him is just routine for him, but I have to be prepared to prevent him from playing us to death."

"So what?"

"I suffered from childhood autism at an early age, witnessed the murder of my parents, and formed an antisocial personality due to psychological trauma, but in the end, I contributed to this society through my own efforts......

"This origin story, which has many protagonist elements, should provide us with a great guarantee for our survival in this world."

"Why are you sure that this is our origin story?" The green-haired Schiller asked.

Schiller, dressed in a black suit, took a puff of his cigar and slowly exhaled the smoke, through which he looked down at the floor below, and said:

"It's not the story that's important, it's the storyteller."

"When this world is extremely important several existents. It's all about this origin story......"

"The story is no longer a story."