In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 513: Tonight I will confess in my dream (Part 2)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

When the two returned to the base of the Radiance Alliance again, the atmosphere became a little different, but from the outside, there was no change. Stark still focused on choosing the target path, and Steve stood with his arms folded. by his side.

"I guess...it should be this one." Stark frowned, and Steve didn't know whether he had found some patterns or just relied on intuition, but he still chose to trust Stark.

Blinking again, they found themselves in an open space, and the two of them made a movement together, that is, looked up, and what appeared above their heads was an endless tower.

At this moment, Stark seemed to be out of strength, and he could no longer straighten his back. Steve also covered his face with his hands and said, "Fortunately, I knew... I knew... He can't be so easy..."

"Wait." Stark frowned, raised his head and turned around, and then said, "Why is it so quiet here? Where's Schiller? Where are they?"

Steve also recalled the first time he came to this high tower. At that time, it can be said that there were a sea of ​​people, and the corridors were full of Schillers coming and going. At this time, the high tower looked quiet. Quite a few, although some figures can still be seen vaguely in the high places, but the corridors in the lower places are completely deserted.

Both Steve and Stark hesitated. Professor X had repeatedly reminded them that certain rooms in this tower were very dangerous. It makes sense.

But even so, they still had to explore here. The two followed the stairs from the ground floor to the first floor. At this time, the place was empty, the doors were closed, and the corridor was dark.

Neither Steve nor Stark have carefully explored the first floor here. Even if they are full members to play games, they are directly sent to the high-level reception room.

The two people who walked up the stairs found that the tower on the first floor looked a little rough, the ground was not even a floor, but a concrete floor, and the walls looked a little old, even the wall paint was peeling off, and the room was empty. The high-rises are so dense, they walked around the corridor in the courtyard, but they didn't see a single room.

At this moment, Stark suddenly heard movement in the corridor in front of him. He walked over quickly, and Steve followed behind him. The two had just arrived at the corner of the corridor when there was a "bang", a Sombra was knocked down by them.

The little black figure stood up, rubbed his forehead, and then looked at the two outsiders with wide eyes, with a very shocked expression, as if he didn't know why they appeared here.

It was a child version of Schiller, very young, wearing very ordinary children's clothes, Stark stared at him for a while, then squatted down, touched his head and said: "Schiller? What about you?"

The young Schiller blinked and shook his head, Stark asked: "I don't know, or can't I say?"

The young Schiller shook his head again, Stark asked a series of questions, but the young Schiller didn't answer at all, Steve came over, patted Stark on the shoulder, and said, "He doesn't seem to be able to speak .”

Stark stood up and frowned at the back of the young Schiller who turned away. He said: "The good news is that Schiller should still be alive, but the bad news is that some special circumstances have indeed happened now." , causing part of his personality to disappear, we have to find him."

Speaking, Stark followed up with the young Schiller, and Steve walked behind him. The young Schiller didn't seem to care about their following, but walked slowly into the corridor.

When he came to the corridor, Stark noticed something unusual. This corridor was different from the corridors he had seen in the upper floors. The concrete floor with traces, the mottled walls with peeling skin, the messy scraped wires and mailboxes, and the layers of small advertisements...

Steve stopped in front of those small advertisements with text, and he said: "This should be in Chinese, right? Do you know what is written on it?"

"Rent a house, unlock the lock, apply for a certificate..." Stark translated it in English and read it to Steve. Steve raised his eyebrows in surprise and said, "You can speak Chinese?"

、I can speak almost every language in the world. "Stark stepped over the debris piled up in the corridor, and continued to follow the young Schiller.

Although the corridor looked dilapidated, it was still fairly tidy, so they quickly arrived at the only door, which was also different from the ones they had seen before. It was a dark blue iron door , with a block-shaped lock and keyhole.

The young Schiller opened the door with the key with some difficulty, opened the door, walked in, and changed shoes next to the shoe cabinet at the entrance.

After changing his slippers, he walked into the house, while Steve and Stark stood outside the door, looking at the room.

"This should be an ordinary residential building in China." Stark judged: "My company has employees of Chinese descent, and the photos left by their parents' generation are like this."

"They have a large living room, the kitchen is on the other side, and there must be a door, with flowers engraved on the frosted glass door, and the word "Fu" pasted on the bedroom door..." Stark Pointing to the scene inside the house, Steve had already started changing his shoes.

After he opened the shoe cabinet, he took a look at the shoes inside, and said: "This should be a family of three, the shoes of the master and the hostess, and the children's..."

"This should be Schiller's childhood memory." Stark also changed into men's slippers, and the two of them walked into the house together, and found that the young Schiller was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"It's not good for us to rummage in other people's houses?" Steve said hesitantly, but Stark said firmly: "Special circumstances, special treatment, we want to save Schiller, then It’s okay to find some information here.”

Steve finally nodded, and they split into two groups and began to search the house for clues.

Stark, who was searching the living room, was the first to see the photo frame on the TV cabinet. It was a golden photo frame with European patterns on it. Stark picked it up and saw that there were three The picture of the family, and standing between the parents is the young Schiele.

This photo is a full-body photo, so I can't see the face clearly. After Stark put the photo down, he started to look for the books on the bookshelf again. At this time, Steve came from the master bedroom. Call of:

"Tony, come on, look here!"

Stark walked in quickly and saw Steve holding a photo album. They opened the photo album, and most of it contained photos of the family of three. Stark commented: "It's a very ordinary, very happy family. , it seems that Schiller had a good childhood."

Suddenly, Steve stopped flipping through the photo album, Stark looked at the photo, it was a man holding a baby, Steve frowned, and said: "No, he His father is not ordinary."

"Why? Where did you see that?" Stark asked.

Steve pointed his fingertip at the hand closest to the camera in the photo, and said, "Look here, gun cocoon."

"His father may be a soldier or an agent, and he was the type who fought all the year round." Steve judged based on his rich experience.

He turned the album back a few pages, stared at the details in the photos, and then said: "His mother is not very ordinary, judging from the direction of the muscles, the body fat rate is very low, and it is obvious that she has undergone professional training. Training..."

"Probably his parents are soldiers." Stark shrugged, didn't care, and began to look for other clues.

Open the drawer, flip through the bookshelf, there are all kinds of books in it, and there is no direction. When Stark took out a thick history book, a few books in it The paper fell.

Stark picked up the pieces of paper, and after unfolding them, he said with some doubts: "Sensory integration training?"

Steve came over, and Stark pointed to those pictures and said: "This is the record of sensory integration training. Sensory integration training is generally aimed at children. Look here, it says, sensory integration disorder, the reason is ... Autism? Is Schiller autistic?"

"This is not unexpected. I remember that he seemed to mention that he has scholarly autism." Stark touched his chin and said.

He flipped through the recorded sheets of paper again, and at the end, he said: "According to the records here, the sensory integration training has been carried out to the later stage, and the subject's body coordination has been greatly improved. Language skills, and language skills are improving rapidly..."

Stark turned the paper over and saw the handwriting left by the ballpoint pen on the back. He read: "On July 24, you can call out the name to the toy... On August 19, you can read a fairy tale ... On December 2, I consciously called my parents for the first time... On April 6, I was able to clearly express which storybook I wanted..."

Steve said with some emotion: "It seems that Schiller's parents love him very much, worked hard to treat him, and even recorded the process of his learning to speak."

"Wait..." Stark frowned, looked at the notes and said, "As of April ~IndoMTL.com~ he has been able to clearly express which storybook he wants, then There is no difference between the language ability of ordinary children before, but..."

Stark turned his head and looked at the living room. He put down the papers, walked out quickly, and squatted in front of the young Schiller. He began to ask the young Schiller some questions, arousing his interest through language and body movements, but The young Schiller just looked at him, but didn't speak.

After a while, Stark stood up, and he said to Steve who came over: "He really can't speak, he can understand what I'm doing, but he just doesn't say anything..."

. The treatment should have been successful, so why is this child, who appears to be Schiller's childhood memory, still unable to speak? "

Stark turned around, picked up the photo of the family of three again and began to observe.

At this moment, the light outside the window gradually dimmed, and Stark realized that there were also days and nights in this room.

The young Schiller who was sitting on the sofa watching TV suddenly stood up. Stark and Steve followed him and watched him walk into the bedroom. Stark shrugged and followed the young Schiller. Go to the bedroom door, and say: "It seems that he has been used to going to bed early since he was a child."

"Okay, go to sleep, kid, we can look for clues elsewhere..."

Just when Stark turned around and wanted to leave the bedroom, he saw that the young Schiller who wanted to sleep did not go to the bed in his room, but walked into the closet.

Open the cabinet door, climb up to the grid that is about the same height as him, curl up with your legs hugged, and then close the cabinet door.

Stark saw that the eyes of the young Schiller staring at him just appeared in the gap between the two cabinet doors.