In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 538: When is it time for retribution (Part 1)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

"Loki defected!"

Schiller, who was sleeping in the clinic, held his mobile phone and said, "What? What defected? Who?"

"Loki!" Strange bit the accent on the name, and then said with an exaggerated mouth shape: "Asgard's princess Luo Ji! She defected from Asgard! Before leaving, she stabbed her brother!

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"The eldest princess? When did she become the eldest princess?" Schiller's focus was completely wrong. He barely sat up from the bed, sat on the edge of the bed and leaned against the head of the bed, covering his eyes with his hands, Clearly still sleepy.

"Her brother Thor has become the new king of Asgard, so isn't she the eldest princess of Asgard?"

"I know, what I'm asking is, why doesn't she accept the canonization of the prince as a male, but insists on becoming the eldest princess?"

"Is this the point?!

" Strange was almost entangled by Schiller, he said loudly: "The point is, Luo Ji has defected! She even stabbed Thor! It's gone now! "

"Oh."

"...Hello? Hello?!

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"Crack!" Strange dropped the phone, took a deep breath, looked at Stark next to him and said, "I'm sure this trick won't fool him, he still doesn't know what kind of virtue Rocky is." Sex?"

"Looks like words alone can't fool him." Steve next to him crossed his arms and said. Make some noise."

Strange turned his head, looked at Stark and said, "I said, Tony, you and Schiller, you two..."

"Schiller wanted to help you, so he made a big circle and came up with me, the Soviet Union, which successfully promoted the joint development of various civilizations on the earth, and then pushed you to the position of the person in charge of the solar system construction plan. And among them, the only person who doesn't know is you."

"Now, you want to repay his favor, so you plan to go around a long way to deceive Schiller and make him the only person who doesn't know about this plan. Are you... have some brain problems?"

Steve was happy, he patted Strange on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "Is this the first day you know the two of them? Do you still need to ask this question?"

Natasha, who just came back from smoking, walked over, looked at Strange and asked, "How is it? He should hang up the phone?"

"You know him very well, it's really a waste that those congressmen didn't let you seduce Schiller."

But Natasha will not be used to him, the female agent rolled her eyes and said: "Yeah, when they were going to ask me to seduce Schiller, I thought, it's a good thing they didn't ask me to seduce you... "

Natasha set her eyes on the part below Stark's chest and above her thighs, then moved her gaze up to Stark's face, then moved her gaze down to that part, and finally He brushed his hair, let out a "sneer", turned and left.

Any man should understand what this means. Strange opened his eyes slightly and looked at Stark with a gossip expression. Steve rolled his eyes slightly, coughed twice, and put Look away.

Stark hammered the table angrily, Strange looked left and right, walked behind Steve, then bumped Steve on the back with his shoulder, and said in a low voice: "At first , Natasha came to the United States, did she come to Stark Industries as an undercover agent?"

"Of course, although there may not be much commercial information, but..." Steve also looked back at Stark.

"What are you talking about?! What are you talking about?!" Stark yelled, holding out his hand, shaking a finger and saying, "First of all, we two are innocent... well, I Admit it, when she first came, I took a second look."

Facing the very disapproving gazes of both Strange and Steve, Stark took a deep breath and said, "Well, there are more than two eyes, but she is very beautiful, and everyone has a heart for beauty." .”

"But there was nothing between the two of us. I was kidnapped to Afghanistan not long after she came."

"To be honest, although she is beautiful, she is far inferior to Pepper on the inside. I am not the kind of superficial flamboyant who only stares at women's faces."

"Oh oh oh, yes!" Strange made a series of strange noises, he raised his head, looked at the ceiling and said, "Jarvis, you must connect to Miss Pepper's communication, otherwise this The play of an innocent boy is for nothing."

Steve rushed up and stopped Stark who was punching his fist. He took his shield, knocked on it and said, "Before, when you were at the Avengers base, you said you wanted to pay Schiller a favor." , so a plan has been drawn up, what about the specific information of the plan? You haven't told us yet."

Stark put his fist down, rubbed his wrist, and said: "There are some things that are not good to talk about here, and we will talk about it at the base of the Radiance Alliance at night. By the way, the victim of this incident caused by Schiller But quite a few, I will ask Professor X to call them all over..."

In the clinic in Hell's Kitchen, Mark sat opposite Schiller's table. He looked a little nervous, with his hands straight on his knees, and his waist was also tense. He didn't dare to lean on the backrest at all. Schiller looked Say to him:

"You don't have to be so nervous. This is just the initial inspection. How to carry out the treatment depends on the inspection."

"What am I going to do?" Mark asked. It seemed that his body movements were relaxed, his shoulders were spread out, and his upper arms were naturally hanging down, but in fact, the muscles on his face were still stiff and twisted.

Schiller just looked at him calmly, and Mark also knew that his condition was not right. He put his hand over his forehead and said, "I'm sorry, but now may not be a good time to receive psychological treatment."

"What's wrong?"

Mark opened his mouth, then pursed his lips again, as if he didn't know how to describe what happened to him, but after a while, he still said:

"I don't know what's going on, yesterday, I was assigned a task to provide security for Stark's technology exhibition, you know, this kind of task is not dangerous, not to mention, the protection is still steel Hero."

"It stands to reason that this should be for newcomers to practice, but who knows, those few newcomers who have just finished training have other jobs, and I am the only one who accepts this tasteless job."

"I know, this is my chief looking for me, but I can't help it. After seeing Stark, he and I are impatient. Everyone knows that this is just a routine, saying it is security. In fact, it is surveillance."

"For some reason, I passed out in the bathroom halfway. I suspect that maybe that personality came out again."

"Then, just this morning..." Mark rested his elbows on the table and covered his face with his palms, and said, "I saw the 'Iron Man vs. Bandage Killer' reports, oh my god..."

"Bandage Killer? They actually gave you such an ugly nickname? It seems that your road to superhero is not going well."

"Superhero?" Mark smiled self-deprecatingly. He said, "I appeared as the opponent of the superhero Iron Man. Do you expect them to give the villain any good names?"

"But it's okay? You said that you are a bandage murderer, and no one saw your face, and the fact that you can sit here means that Stark doesn't intend to pursue you."

"Stark doesn't intend to pursue me, but my colleagues..." Mark had a complex expression, shock mixed with confusion.

"They don't know what happened recently, but they suddenly become very attentive, which even makes me feel a little scared."

"It has been rumored for a long time that I am going to resign. No one will care about a person who is going to leave the tea immediately, but who knows, this morning, someone brought me breakfast, and someone brought me breakfast. Newspaper..."

"My always-difficult chief not only approved my resignation letter in an instant, but even raised the insurance factor for me before I resigned, so that I can have more money to come to your doctor..."

Mark put one hand on the table and his forehead, with a puzzled face, he said, "Why did they suddenly figure it out?"

Schiller smiled and said, "Maybe it's because an existence you don't know has come, so they are afraid."

Mark couldn't understand Schiller's riddle, but soon Schiller asked, "So, you're out of the CIA now?"

"Yeah, I'm still thinking about my next job."

At this time, Schiller took out a document and handed it to Mark. Mark bowed his head in doubt. After receiving the document, he saw a line written on it - "Recruitment Notice for Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D."

Mark's eyes widened slightly, and he asked, "You want me to work for S.H.I.E.L.D.? But I don't have experience in dealing with that kind of supernatural events."

"It's okay. Experiences like this start from scratch. Nick, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. He recommended a great employee."

Mark hesitated for a while, but when he turned to the first page of the recruitment notice and saw a series of numbers on it and a bunch of numbers below, he closed the recruitment notice with a "snap". Look at Schiller and say:

"Say hello to my new chief."

"Don't worry, but your dissociative identity disorder still needs treatment." Schiller turned the pen in his hand.

Mark frowned tightly and said, "Is there any feasible treatment plan? At least let me live a normal life, and I can't always faint."

Schiller flipped through the medical records in his hand and said: "We have been in contact with each other for a while before, and your situation is very rare. Generally speaking, the first personality that splits out of personality will be a Protective personality."

"From the perspective of the two personalities, you are more like the protective personality, because your personality is more sound and stable."

"But in fact, you are the original main personality, and Jack is a split protective personality. He is in a very aggressive state, very unstable, and not healthy enough."

"But now, you have a third personality forming, and this third personality is more sound and stable than you."

"Such irregularities are rare and appear to have no underlying cause, just random splitting."

Schiller tapped a document on hand and said: "I discussed this rare case with some of my teachers and classmates, but they had no clue."

Mark's face became a little pale, and Schiller saw what he meant, and said: "However, the cause of personality is only a proposition to be studied in the academic field, and our opinions on the practical application of the treatment part are very consistent. "

"Since your newly formed third personality is the most sound and stable, then we can try to guide him to let him form faster, so as to take over your daily life~IndoMTL.com~When he is conscious , Am I unconscious? Doesn’t that mean he replaced me?”

"In most cases, this is the case. For ordinary people, when other personalities replace you, you are unconscious, but..." Schiller changed the subject and said, "You are not an ordinary person. You are a follower of the moon **** Kongsu, and you are also my patient."

"I can teach you how to use your own consciousness space, and Kong Su can help you in strength, let you create buildings in the consciousness space, and when your mental strength becomes stronger, you can also realize happened."

Mark saw the tall figure of Kong Su appearing behind Schiller, staring at him with hollow skull eyes, Mark took a deep breath, he was almost fed up with this life of losing consciousness from time to time , accept the offer, and the situation can't get any worse.

Schiller sorted out the medical records in front of him, looked at Mark and said, "During this time, you will be hospitalized in this clinic. Guiding personality growth is not an easy task, and long-term observation is required."

Mark nodded and stood up. Schiller walked downstairs with him and introduced him to the guest room on the first floor. At this time, Peter just walked in with a schoolbag. Schiller pointed at him and said:

"Peter, you'd better not let me find you staying up late playing games until 3 in the morning, go to bed early tonight."

Peter scratched his head, showed an embarrassed smile, nodded, and then ran up the stairs in three steps at a time.

Schiller, who was arranging a guest room for Mark, murmured when he heard Peter striding up the stairs:

"When I left the laboratory just now, Mr. Stark said the same, and told me to go to bed at nine o'clock tonight, God..."