Schiller walked over, picked up the old record player, then patted it, and said, "Well... it may be broken, this old antique is always a bit uninspiring."

Daredevil couldn't see it, but he was really scared by the music just now. He said: "I never knew that this kind of old antique could make such a big noise..."

Peter said: "It seems like Steve is a guy who is not convinced of his old age."

Schiller viciously warned his symbiote in his mind: "If you turn the music so loudly again, you will never think of drinking!"

As a result, the symbiosis was chattering with him in his mind excitedly. Schiller listened for a long time before he understood.

The symbiont told him that until last night, the symbiont was not actually adulthood, but just a juvenile symbiont.

Originally, the symbiont was not distinguished from adulthood or childhood, but the special symbiont created by the God of the symbiont is very unique. It needs energy to nourish itself in order to grow.

Just last night, the symbiont found that it unlocked its gene library, which is the code engraved in each symbiont gene. This code allows him to have the abilities of other symbionts, such as splitting and reproduction, infiltrating other objects to control them, or even imitating and fabricating out of thin air.

Schiller could clearly feel that the symbiosis had become much more organized, and finally no longer looked like the original repeater.

The symbiosis told him that this was because his genetic code contained the language of the symbiosis clan, and of course it was the language used by the god of the symbiosis to curse, which he would not have known before.

Hearing this, Schiller tried to say, "Natalu?"

Almost instantly, Schiller felt a brain wave of shock, anger, grievance and other different emotions mixed with each other, and the symbiosis seemed to be shocked.

After the introduction of the symbionts, Schiller realized that the languages ​​of their clan were different from those of humans and from any language in the world.

The language of the symbiont family is the language of directory sequences. Each syllable they issue is actually a directory of a large piece of content. The real content is engraved in their gene library, and only the symbiont family can understand it.

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 encryption language. Although any race other than symbionts can hear symbionts talking, they cannot understand what they are talking about. This is because the content of symbionts speaking is actually the directory in their gene bank code.

For example, the word "Natalu" has only three syllables, substituting these three syllables into the sequence of the symbiont gene bank represents brain waves that last almost dozens of minutes.

The content represented by this syllable is the sum of all the swear words in the symbiotic language, which is much dirty than the swear words in any language on earth.

The symbiosis said: "This word! Will get beaten!"

Schiller thought about it and obviously, the useless knowledge had increased again.

Venom is now either on Deadpool or in S.H.E.L.D. No other symbionts appear. Even if they appear, why would Schiller follow them and curse in the street? He is not the god of symbionts.

Steve missed the meal when he came at noon. He saw Peter dejectedly, so he asked him: "You haven't finished your homework. Wasn't it enough to have all night yesterday?"

"I saw the ghost all night," Schiller said, reaching out and saying, "You'd better ask the two handles, what they were treated yesterday, I can hear the sound of their skills yesterday, both streets away..."

"Don't say that, it sounds too much like an old antique," Pikachu said.

Steve waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't interrupt, talk about serious business. I may have to go on a mission recently. Of course, it's not a big deal. I want to take Peter with me, so I can just let him exercise."

"You have to ask Stark, after all, Peter signed a contract with him first."

"That rich man intends to keep Peter in the suffocating lab? Who do he want to train Peter to be? The same sissy as him?" Steve said.

Schiller said: "I'm going to leave for a while recently. Before that, I'm going to see Stark again, but I'm not sure if he will agree to hand over Peter to you. After all, you know, you have a bad impression of each other..."

"You're leaving? Where are you going?" Steve asked.

Schiller shook his head and didn't say anything, and finally Matt said, "I think Peter should indeed follow the captain. This is not my bias, but Peter seems to have never left the town where he grew up. This is not the case for the boy."

"The place I'm going to is in the west. Speaking of which, I've been there a long time ago, but I remember the scenery there is quite good."

Peter was already a little moved. Matt was right. Because of his family's financial difficulties, Peter had never traveled since he was a child. The farthest place he went to was just a suburb of New York. When it comes to the west, which American boy does not have a cowboy dream?

Seeing Peter looking at him expectantly, Schiller raised his hands and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go and convince Stark. But you'd better be at ease. It's different to do experiments in the laboratory. Peter, if you're hurt, your aunt will definitely shed a liter of tears."

Peter covered his forehead, he wanted to go crazy.

Steve said: "You'd better not hold such high expectations. Don't think this is really a traveler. Boy. If you don't do well, the first one who beats you will not be the enemy, but me."

"Who are your enemies?" Schiller said: "Of course, I just want to know what's under my level of confidentiality, and I have no interest."

Steve said: "Actually, it's not a difficult guy. SHIELD discovered some secret spies in the west. It may not be accurate to say that they are spies, they should be said to be killers."

"They seem to call themselves ninjas, coming and going without a trace, not sure who was hired by them. They killed a state legislator. In fact, this was not a big deal, but it seemed that the leader of them had bigger plans, and I happened to need a warm-up event."

Matt stood up and said, "It was a hand-in-hand association. Erica told me that their organization wanted to come here to find keels, but there was no progress, so he took orders in the local area and created many murders..."

"Shield Del may not know about these things. They have not made any big moves yet, which means that the situation should be within controllable range." Schiller said. "More importantly, if SHIELD wants to know the conspiracy behind them, then you must be patient."

Matt sat down again. He knew that SHIELD had set his sights on him and his girlfriend Erica early in the morning. They had no action now, which does not mean that there will be no future. Erica is a killer of the joint union and is also hired by Jin Bing. Matt always has to find a way to get her out.

Schiller patted his shoulder and said, "I know what you are worried about. You are not afraid of being slanted, but your girlfriend may not be. You are reluctant to let her be a spy to save her life because it is equally dangerous, but I can give you a suggestion."

"Although I don't know what a keel is, it must be a good thing. Otherwise, will the hand-held man try every means to find it? Will Jin Geng like such a good thing?"

Matt quickly understood what he meant. Although they were all bad people, they might not come together, especially when they had conflicts of interest. Perhaps Erica could find an opportunity to escape.

After Steve left, Schiller was taken to Stark Building by a special car. Stark stayed in his laboratory again and tried his best to tinker with the mechas. After seeing this, Schiller shook his head and said, "If you continue like this, it's not me who becomes a vampire, but you."

Stark twisted the wrench hard and said, "You don't know what the Army people came to me yesterday and said, ha, they want my mecha, guess what they want to do with it?"

Schiller didn't answer him. Stark was silent for a while and stood up. He threw away the wrench and looked at his mecha and said, "You are right. You can't give up whatever the enemy wants. Now they want to turn my mechas into war machines. Then should I tear them off?"

Stark said to himself: "Even if I remove all the mechas, what will I get? The world will be peaceful? There will be no more war? ... They will only change their ways, and the result is that those who should have been saved because of me will no longer have a chance."

"I know you don't want to give it to them. You should have rejected them fiercely, and then they will show a step back. They will say, 'Okay, we don't want your mecha anymore. Give us some ordinary weapons.' Right?"

Stark pursed his lips, he knew that Schiller was right, that was the old trick of those people.

"Does I really have to choose S.H.E.L.D?" Stark said.

He walked over from the laboratory bench, pulled a chair and sat down, leaning on the back of the chair with some fatigue. He said, "What makes me feel the most tired is that you know that every road is a trap, but you still have to choose one."

"I don't know if Howard knew that things would become like this when he founded S.H.E.L.D. But I think he should know that because he is smart, as smart as you, Stark, but he chose to do it."

"You also want me to go to S.H.E.L.D.? If I choose S.H.H.H.L.D. now, it will indeed reduce me a lot of trouble. As long as S.H.H.H.D. does not let go, no one can take my mecha from me, but I always feel that this decision will cause me greater trouble."

"Do you have a third way?" Schiller asked.

"I don't think I don't, but you don't need to say that it's so direct."

"You do not have a third way, but you have another option, that is, not to choose."

"Can……"

Before Stark could refute, Schiller said:

"You are trapped in a circle of thinking and always feel that you must really choose one party, but it is not the case. You can keep dragging it over and choose. If one of them criticizes you, then you will reveal some hints to him, such as the other party offers a more favorable condition, and you are already moved..."

Schiller said: "You didn't find out that it was a complete buyer's market, and who you choose is not because of who puts you more pressure, but just because they offer better conditions."

"Who can offer the conditions for Stark, the richest man in the world? I think as an unprecedented rich man and scientific genius, your asking price is slightly higher, so no one should question it, right?"

Stark showed a very complicated and entangled expression, and said, "You mean... I want to pretend to be like a woman with two boyfriends hanging at the same time, and he pretends to be like who will perform better, but in fact, no one follows, but just take it for granted their attention."

"I have to say, Stark, your damn metaphor fully reflects your damn character," Schiller said.

Stark spread his hands rather than ashamed, saying, "Who is the guy who understands the best of women's hearts? 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 posture of Mr. Stark, who understands women's hearts best."

"Damn... Jarvis, you didn't break yesterday? You still had a camera on? Hey, don't, don't call the screen, okay, I admit, there are some women I don't understand, and the most of them is Pepper."

Jarvis dripped twice and said, "Miss Pepper has been connected to the connection for twenty-three minutes."

Stark jumped straight from the chair.
Chapter completed!