Although their thoughts were very twists and turns, in fact, the outside world only took a few seconds. Zhong Stark and Strange kept seeing Schiller in the hospital bed for a few seconds. They only took the thoughts of recurrence of mental illness.

Mental patients actually often have this manifestation, especially Stark, who is familiar with psychology, understands that short-term intermittent dullness is the manifestation of their disease.

So, when Schiller suddenly proposed to go to Mercury Base, Stark and Strange, who were quarreling, strongly refused him.

"Don't think about it, Schiller, there is no door! There is no scenery on Mercury, it is closer to the sun, and it will not make your condition better. Although I don't want to ask you to stay in the hospital, you must have a guardian around you...except Nick!"

"I agree with Tony at this point." Strange glanced at Stark and snorted coldly, "It is not good for your mental state to pay too much attention to the progress of something, which may aggravate your compulsive behavior, or you can go to the Himalayas for another two months to recuperate, which is close to the sun..."

"I mean, the construction of Mercury Base has been going on for so long, and I haven't even seen it with my own eyes. I should have gone there. After all, I've also participated in the plan." Schiller explained with a smile.

"Schiller, we are not trying to exclude you from the plan, but it is very dangerous to send you to another planet when your brain wave abnormality is not lifted."

Connors calmly pushed his glasses and continued to explain: "I mean, the Sun and Mercury can be dangerous."

Schiller was about to open his mouth and talk, but Connors interrupted him and added: "From the data, our Sun and Mercury are pretty good, and we don't need to change it for the time being."

"I don't know when you'll still tell a cold joke." Schillerpo said dissatisfied: "It's not even as funny as Nick said."

"Don't mention that damn vampire!" Otto snorted coldly. He was also an informed and participant in the Multiverse Project, so he spoke: "He hopes that I can contact other universes to provide them with a job with extremely high labor intensity, many requirements, but extremely low wages, and it is best to be full of gratitude..."

Schiller turned his eyes aside, he wouldn't say that he actually wanted to provide the job.

"It seems that you aroused public anger." Batman's voice sounded in Schiller's heart: "You must have done something that aroused your friends' dissatisfaction. I advise you to pretend for a while and discuss other things after being discharged from the hospital."

"Why do you talk so much?" Schiller replied with great dissatisfaction. He snorted in his heart and said, "What did I do? I'm for their own good!"

"When you say this, I can already think of what crazy things you have done." Batman hit the nail on the head.

Schiller was about to explain, when the cell phone on the bedside table rang. He wanted to reach out to get it, but the tentacles behind Stark were faster.

"Hey?" Stark picked up the phone and said. After hearing the voice from the opposite side, he frowned suddenly, and then said very firmly: "No, you can't let him re-enter his work. Is there no sick leave for S.H.I.E.L.D.?...What? Only funeral leave?"

"How many days can I ask for funeral leave? Natasha had three days? Then I think Schiller should...what? Natasha had sacrificed more than 50 times to make up three days?"

"Nick Fury!" Stark called out the name of the person opposite him with a phone call, his tone was not very friendly. He said quickly: "Schiller needs a rest! We all agree with this, why are you different?"

Stark changed the phone to another hand and took a deep breath and said, "Every time you discuss those damn macroeconomics plans, you don't sleep all night! Not to mention, Tianjian Bureau's finances are in charge, SHIELD's finances are in charge, and the agents' mental health is in charge, and now you even want him to teach the agents. What do you think of Schiller as, your money-making tool?!"

"He treats himself as a tool for making money, can you treat it as a tool for making money?! Don't mess around! Nick, I warn you that although Howard is still in the Andromeda Galaxy, he will definitely be able to create a set of armor that beats Nick within two hours, so can I!"

Schiller, who was lying on the hospital bed, looked helpless, but Batman said in his heart: "I will take back my previous words..."

"What? Oh, are you saying that he looks like a mentally retarded? It seems that you have discovered that he is either a mentally retarded, he is just a mentally retarded."

"On the contrary, he should be the smartest person in the world." Batman pointed out the key to the problem again. "Although he may not have told you clearly, he has obviously seen how crazy you are."

"He is doing his best to redeem your crazy, keen, sensitive, emotional genius, in addition to wisdom, is also inspired."

"If Bruce in my world has half of your psychological talent, he will be arrogant and don't worry about losing his hair every day."

Schiller sighed and said in his heart: "I plan to take a step back. The Mercury Base will not be seen for the time being. They will not let me leave the earth, but it should be no problem to see the armor made by the smartest man in the world."

After saying that, regardless of how Batman responded, Schiller spoke directly to Stark, "Nick had told me that he wanted me to be a lecturer of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.I.I.I.I.I.I.I.I.I.I.I.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.I.E.

"Don't expect us to focus on what comes first and then comes!" Stark blocked all Schiller's explanation as soon as he opened his mouth. "There is no door, but no door! As Connors said, you have to make sure that your brain wave abnormality has been eliminated..."

"Okay, but I don't want to stay in the hospital."

"Then where do you want to go?"

"Is Stark Building not good?" Schiller said in Stark's eyes.

Stark was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, the state of turning off his brain and not being bewitched disappeared. He stuttered and said, "Why are you going to Stark Building? Are you the most annoying to me to make you turn the light bulb?"

"I heard that your latest experimental armor has made some breakthroughs. I want to go and see, how about it?"

A hint of hesitation appeared on Stark's face, and Schiller added another fire: "I just refused the offer to go to Kama Taj to recuperate."

"Okay, I'll go and get discharged from the hospital."

"Tony Stark!!" Strange stared at Stark with wide eyes, as if he was watching a traitor. Stark was walking towards the door and betrayed his equally brisk mood with brisk steps.

"It's so coaxing like a dog, right?" Schiller said in his heart as he looked at Stark's back as he left.

"Are you talking about yourself?"

Batman used another question to express his affirmation. Before Schiller could speak, he continued: "You are not taking a step back, you are really happy to get your consent."

"Shut up." Schiller said angrily.

Soon, Stark came back and called a shuttle that belonged to Stark Group. Schiller opened the window directly and boarded the private air transport equipment.

The shuttle swift quickly passed over New York, and Batman looked down at the city through Schiller's vision. Schiller was about to ask if he was curious about it, but Batman said:

"It looks a bit like a combination of Gotham and the metropolis, with chaos and order, darkness and light, modern and retro, advanced and backward, with a contradictory beauty."

"Batman, do you know?" Schiller closed his eyes and took a nap in the seat of the shuttle. Greed came to the theater again. He put his hand on the back of the chair and turned to look at Batman and said, "Maybe in the future, I will tell everyone that you will predict the future... Are you really not good?"

"This is not intuition." Batman shook his head and said, "I lack this sudden inspiration, or in other words, I trade this ability for a stronger ability to prepare for the future."

"Before I came here, I had asked Arrogant what I would see, and he introduced me to your achievements in advance."

"You mean, he turned a surprise trip into a boring and blunt journey?" Greedy curled his lips and said, "It suits him very well."

"No, I think he is far from what I have seen with my own eyes, and there will be more surprises on this trip."

"Didi!"

The prompt sound of the flight to arrive at the station made Schiller suddenly wake up. He took a deep breath and stood up and walked towards the window of Stark Building.

Then he discovered that Batman might really be predicted by the uncertainty, because as soon as his feet landed on the ground, a "whoosh" part of a war armor flew over to his scalp, followed by a "bang", and Stark on the other end of the room lay directly on the ground.

Iron Man, who had only armed one arm, got up from the ground with dizziness. He took a deep breath and cursed, "You damn nerd! When will you listen to me?"

Schiller stood speechlessly in front of the window, watching Stark wipe his nose bleeding, limped towards his armor display stand, and hung up the flying part again.

"A significant advance in materials science?" Schiller teased.

"Part." Stark replied: "What I want is not just advances in materials science. I am studying the real intelligent armor, not the kind of intelligence controlled by Jarvis, but transforming steel into a part of me, directly manipulating by my thoughts, similar to neural connections without physical contact."

Stark also took down the armor on his arm, slowly hung it back on the display stand, then walked to the next to the laboratory bench, picked up the design drawing, and wrote and scratched the armor's display stand.

He seemed to have no idea that Schiller didn't understand these technological creations at all, and just muttered while writing:

"I know, this sounds a bit incredible. How can nerves connect long distances? But I found that the bioelectricity emitted by the human brain when manipulating nerves is actually very regular."

"As long as I add 'nervous' to my suit, it is not the kind of nerves of humans, but a stronger and more reliable thing. Then, using this regular frequency to control the nerves inside the metal, I can have a armor that is truly connected to my heart..."

"This can solve the dilemma of conveying orders through other intelligent creatures, no matter how I develop artificial intelligence, I still have to convey commands through other intelligent creatures. I know that Jarvis' calculations are very fast, but now he has left. He is already a real life, not my slave. I have to learn to be independent, so is my battle suit."

"So this time, have you hit the truck?" Schiller deliberately didn't open any pot. He found that Stark's suit hanging on the display rack had some collision marks. Although he didn't know if it was a collision with the truck, he obviously hadn't hit it.

"This doesn't matter. The key to this technology is not strength." Stark's dead duck's mouth is hard.

Just as Batman was observing these strange-shaped steel parts through Schiller's vision, suddenly, another commotion came from the window.

A black-haired man in a black robe, a golden cloak and a long-horned crown walked in from the entrance and exit of the shuttle, and shouted as he walked:

"Tony Stark, I really have to talk about you! Nick called me and said, "You kidnapped Schiller away, don't you know? SHIELD is now missing agents and is almost crazy. You can't stop Schiller and teach the agents..."

Stark looked at Loki who was full of energy and showed a smirk that was not smiling. Suddenly he turned sideways, shifting his gaze behind him, and said, "What is that?"

"Don't play this childish trick with me!" Loki snorted coldly.

"Bang!"

The parts that hit the back of Rocky's head made a smooth arc in the laboratory and flew back to Stark's arm.

Stark walked to Rocky who was lying on the ground and said, "Now, who is childish?"

Loki, who was lying on the ground, slowly clenched his fists, while Batman and Schiller stood together.

"Who is he?"

"What a weak god."
Chapter completed!