Chapter 36 Advice Before Leaving
Chapter 36 Advice Before Leaving
Schiller walked over, picked up the old record player, patted it, and said, "Well...it's probably broken, this kind of old thing is always a little out of whack."
Daredevil couldn't see it, but he was really frightened by the music just now. He said, "I never knew this old antique could make such a big noise..."
Peter said, "Like Steve, it looks like he's a stubborn guy."
Schiller viciously warned his symbiote in his head: "If you turn on the music this loud again, you'll never want to drink!"
As a result, the symbiote excitedly chatted with him in his head, and Schiller took a long time to understand.
The symbiote told him that until last night, the symbiote was not an adult, but a juvenile symbiote.
Originally, the symbiote did not distinguish between adults and children, but this special symbiote specially created by the god of symbiotes was very different. He needed energy to nourish him in order to grow himself.
Just last night, the symbiote found itself unlocking its own gene bank, the code engraved in each symbiote's genes, which would allow him to possess the abilities of other symbiotes, such as dividing and multiplying, infiltrating into To control them among other objects, even to imitate and fabricate them out of thin air.
Schiller can clearly feel that the symbiote's speech has become a lot more organized, and finally it no longer looks like the original repeater.
The symbiote told him that this was because the language of the symbiote family was hidden in his genetic code, which of course was the language used by the god of symbiotes to scold the streets, which he did not know before.
Hearing this, Schiller tried to say, "Nataru?"
Almost instantly, Schiller felt the brain waves of shock, anger, grievance and other emotions mixed together in his mind, and the symbiote seemed to be shocked and broken.
After the introduction of the symbiote, Schiller learned that the language of their family is different from that of humans, and it is different from any language in the world.
The language of the symbiote family is a language of catalogue sequences. Each syllable they utter is actually a catalogue of a large piece of content, and the real content is engraved in their gene pool, and only the symbiote family can understand.
The content engraved in the gene bank is not a text that humans can understand, but a code that requires special organs to decipher. This is a very special encrypted language. Any race other than the symbiote can hear it. The symbiote is talking, but it is completely unable to understand what they are talking about. This is because the content of the symbiote's speech 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 symbiont's gene pool, it represents a brain wave that lasts almost 10 minutes.
And the content represented by this syllable is the sum of all the swear words in the symbiote language, which is much dirtier than the swear words that exist in any language on earth.
The symbiote said: "This word! Will be beaten!"
Schiller thought about it, obviously, the useless knowledge has increased again.
Venom is now either on Deadpool or in S.H.I.E.L.D. petri dishes, and some other symbiotes have not appeared. Even if they did, why did Schiller follow them and scolded the street?He is not the god of symbiotes.
Steve missed his meal when he arrived at noon, and he saw a depressed Peter, so he asked him, "You still haven't finished your homework, wasn't it enough to stay all night last night?"
"It's been a hell of a night," Schiller said, and he reached out and said, "You'd better ask those two handles how they were treated yesterday, the sound of them rubbing their skills yesterday, and I was in the two handles. You can hear it from 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 be going on a mission recently. Of course, it's not a big deal. I want to take Peter with me, just to give him a workout."
"You have to ask Stark, after all, Peter signed a contract with him first."
"That rich guy is going to keep Peter in those suffocating labs? What does he want to make Peter into? A sissy like him?" Steve said.
Schiller said: "It happens that I'm going to be away for a while, and before that, I'm going to see Stark again, but I'm not sure if he will agree to hand Peter over to you, after all, you know, between you Bad impression of each other..."
"You're leaving? Where are you going?" Steve asked.
Schiller shook his head and didn't speak. In the end, Matt said, "I think Peter should really follow the captain. It's not that I'm partial. It's just that Peter doesn't seem to have left the town where he grew up. Boys shouldn't be Such."
"The place I'm going is the west, and it's been a long time since I last went there, but I remember the scenery was pretty good."
Peter is already a little moved. Matt is right. Because of the financial constraints of the family, Peter has never traveled since he was a child. The farthest place he has gone is the suburbs of New York. When it comes 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, it's not like doing experiments in a lab. , Peter, if you get hurt, your aunt will shed a liter of tears."
Peter covered his forehead, he wanted to go crazy.
Steve said: "You better not have such high expectations, don't think this is really a tour, boy, if you don't do well, the first person to beat you will not be the enemy, but me. "
"Who is your enemy?" Schiller said. "Of course, I only want to know about things within my secrecy level. Other than that, I have no interest."
Steve said: "Actually, it's not a difficult guy to deal with. S.H.I.E.L.D. found some secret spies in the west. It may not be accurate to say that they are spies, but it should be said to be a killer organization."
"They seem to call themselves ninjas, and they come and go without a trace. I don't know who they were hired by. They killed a state congressman. In fact, this was not a big deal, but it seems that the leader of them has a bigger plan, and I just need a warm-up too."
Matt stood up and said: "It's the Hand, Erica told me that their organization wanted to come here to find the keel, but there has been no progress, so they took orders in the country and made a lot of murders..."
"S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't necessarily know this. They haven't made a big move yet, which means that the situation should still be under control." Schiller said, "More importantly, if S.H.I.E.L.D. wants to know the conspiracy behind them, Then you have to be patient.”
Matt sat down again. He knew that S.H.I.E.L.D. had been eyeing him and his girlfriend Erica early in the morning. If they didn't move now, it didn't mean that they wouldn't be in the future. Erica was also a killer of the Hand. Also hired by Jin Bing, Matt has to find a way to fish her out.
Schiller patted him on the shoulder and said, "I know what you are worried about. You are not afraid of shadows, but your girlfriend is not. You don't want her to be a spy to save your life, because it is equally dangerous. , but I can give you some advice."
"Although I don't know what a keel is, it must be a good thing, otherwise Shouhe will try his best to find it. You said that such a good thing, will Jin like it?"
Matt quickly understood what he meant. Although they were all bad people, they might not get together, especially when they had a conflict of interest, maybe Erica could find an opportunity to get out of it.
After Steve left, Schiller was taken to the Stark Building by a special car, and Stark stayed in his laboratory again, desperately tinkering with the mechas. After seeing it, Schiller shook his head and said, "If it goes on like this, it will change. It wasn't me who became a vampire, it was you."
Stark twisted the wrench hard, and he said, "You don't know what the Army guys came to me and said yesterday, ha, they want my mech, guess what they want to do with it?"
Schiller didn't answer him, Stark was silent for a while, then stood up, he threw away the wrench, looked at his mecha and said: "You are right, I can't give up what the enemy wants, and now They want to turn my mechs into war machines, so am I going to dismantle them?"
Stark said to himself: "Even if I dismantle all the mechs, what will I get? The world will be at peace? There will be no more wars? ... They will only change the way, As a result, those who should have been saved because of me no longer have a chance."
"I know you don't want to give it to them, you should have rejected them harshly, and then they'll take a step back and they'll say, 'Well, we don't want your mecha, give it to us Some ordinary weapons will do, too.' Right?"
Stark pursed his lips. He knew that Schiller was right. It was an old trick of the gang.
"Do I really have to choose S.H.I.E.L.D.?" Stark said.
He walked over from the experimental bench, pulled a chair and sat down, leaning on the back of the chair a little tired, he said, "What makes me most tired is that you know that every road is a trap, you still can't Don't choose one."
"I don't know if Howard knew it was going to be this way when he built S.H.I.E.L.D., but I think he should, because he's smart, as smart as you are, Stark, but he chose to Do it."
"You also want me to go to S.H.I.E.L.D.? If I choose S.H.I.E.L.D. now, it will indeed save me a lot of trouble. As long as S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't let go, no one can take my machine 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."
"You really don't have a third way, but you have another option, which is not to choose."
"Can……"
Before Stark could refute, Schiller said:
"You're stuck in a vicious circle of thinking, and you always feel that you have to really choose a side, but that's not the case. You can keep on procrastinating, and if one of them is harsh on you, then you give him some hints, such as the other side's offer. The conditions are more favorable, you are already moved..."
"What you don't realize is that it's a complete buyer's market," Schiller said. "You choose who you choose not because of who puts more pressure on you, but only because they offer better terms."
"And who can offer the conditions that Stark, the richest man in the world, would like? I think as an unprecedented rich man and a scientific genius, your asking price is slightly higher, so no one should question it, right?"
Stark showed a very complicated and tangled expression, and he said, "You mean... I'm going to act like a woman who hangs two boyfriends at the same time, pretending to be with whomever behaves better, But in reality no one is following and just enjoying their hospitality as a matter of course."
"Have to say, Stark, your damn metaphor is a damn good example of who you are," Schiller said.
Instead of being ashamed, Stark 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 be useful, right? I can't wait to see the heroic appearance of Mr. Stark, who knows the most woman's heart."
"Damn... Jarvis, you didn't break yesterday? You still have the camera on?? Hey, don't, don't call the screen, well, I admit, there are some women I don't understand, and one of them is Pepper."
Jarvis made two beeps and said, "Miss Pepper has been connected for 23 minutes."
Stark jumped straight from his chair.
"Just kidding, sir," Jarvis said.Schiller went on to say, "Who's the guy who knows a woman's heart the most? It's Jarvis!"
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