Peter said while eating: "It seems that the situation is not optimistic. When I went to the laboratory to meet Mr. Stark yesterday, Colonel Rhode seemed to have been persuading him."

Peter said: "Although I don't understand these things, I know that if Mr. Ristark's mechas fall into the hands of the military, it may not be a good thing."

"As Mr. Stark's friend, perhaps he was in a difficult situation, after all, he also represented the interests of a group of people," Peter said.

"You are smarter than I thought, and I thought you wouldn't understand the current situation."

Peter shook his head and said, "Actually I don't understand, but I know that everyone wants those mechas because that's really strong."

"No, it's because it's a weapon."

"If it were just a sweeping robot, even if it could clean New York in an instant, the military wouldn't be so interested in it."

Peter was a little silent, and he said, "I don't think I should hand over the mecha, but I know Mr. Stark is under great pressure. Do you think I should... or should I comfort him or advise him? I can't do nothing, right?"

"I think you should solve your own affairs first now. If you can completely control the power of spider mutation, maybe these things will be trivial for you?"

As Peter said, the next day, Schiller's psychological clinic welcomed an expected guest, James Rhodes, who is Colonel Rhodes.

He said to Schiller very bluntly: "The military needs Stark's mecha technology, but he seems to be unsure. I just want to ask you, what is he going to do? Is S.H.I.E.L.D. plays some roles in it?"

"Actually you don't want to come either," Schiller said. "I can see."

Rhode pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "It seems that Tony gives you such a expensive medical fee, which makes sense."

"Obviously, your boss knows that you can't ask Stark about this question, otherwise SHIELD will get the answer faster than you. But it's useless for you to ask me."

"The military needs Stark's mecha, which can give us an advantage in many places...it can kill many people less."

"You didn't realize that your reluctant mentality has made your wording extremely dry. Colonel Rhodes, I know you are in a difficult situation, the military has repeatedly forced Stark, but he is your friend again."

"So you can only use deceiving yourself to make yourself better. In fact, you know what these armors will be used for, but just convince yourself that it may be beneficial, and you can get better from the guilt of forcing your friends."

"It is the duty of a soldier to obey orders," said Rhodes.

"Indeed, but what about Stark? What about your friend? He repeatedly violated his friend's wishes, forcing him to sell his interests and use friendship to kidnap him."

"You have always known how much Tony values ​​you. Stark doesn't have many friends, but you are definitely one of them...and maybe the most important one."

"You know he's willing to pay you these prices, willing to do what he hates most for you - compromise and bow your head."

"You know, Stark will be willing sooner or later. If you are forced to go to the forefront by your boss, he will definitely save you."

"Stop talking," said Rhodes.

He pursed his lips tightly into a line.

Schiller pressed the button of the ballpoint pen, and the crisp sound suddenly woke Rod up. Schiller said: "Maybe he is happy to do this because you have something he doesn't have. The advice I can give you is that maybe these are the things you should keep the most. Stark's friendship is more precious than the military, and it's not because he is richer-"

"It is the qualities that a lonely genius sees from you, those that he does not even have, that make him willing to pay these prices for you, are more worthy of your persistence and pride than those empty honors, right?"

Rhodes were silent.

The next day, when Schiller went to Stark Building, he was meeting Rhodes who had walked out. He was following an adjutant, who was obviously very happy. They seemed to have got some of the things they wanted.

But Rhode's face did not improve at all. He still tightened his face. He didn't look at Schiller and walked straight over.

After going upstairs, Stark stood in front of his armor again and looked at his works carefully.

"It seems you've made the decision and they've got what they want, right?" Schiller asked.

"Okay." Stark turned around, he tightened his shoulder muscles first, then suddenly relaxed, drooped his shoulders, and breathed out, saying, "I know, I should stick to your previous advice, that's right."

"But I didn't do this. I knew that was right and I didn't have to pay for anything. I still didn't do this..."

"I knew it wouldn't work out." Schiller sat at the table with the case and wrote on his laptop. He didn't look up, but said with a sigh: "Many people are willing to pay a huge price to pursue emotional compensation, especially for people like you who have never lacked material conditions."

"You would rather give up the result of maximizing your interests than have the heart to see Rhodes get stuck in the middle. You paid the price and bought back his temporary friendship with you."

"Yes, I know what you want to say. You are friends, you think so, and so is he. But especially not both parties are so happy, this friendship can last."

"You keep spending money to buy, and sooner or later there will be a day you can't afford. When you can't afford it, maybe Rhodes will understand you, but this world won't."

Finally Schiller said: "When you raise the appetite of those people, the price you have to pay for your relationship is endless."

Stark said: "I haven't thought about this problem. I know that once I let go, I will inevitably lose it."

"They can use Rhodes to persuade me to hand over some of the mechas, and one day they can force him to persuade me to hand over all the mechas, or build more war machines for them."

"From the beginning of knowing how many civilians my weapons have hurt, I knew that wisdom not only brings wealth, but also disasters," Stark said, pressing his finger on his eyes and said, "I have only recently figured out this problem. The final outcome of a genius is always unretreatable."

"When everyone knows that you have a brain that saves the world, they will also raise the ambition to destroy the world."

After a moment of silence, Schiller stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. Outside the window of Stark Building was the sunset in New York. Stark followed his eyes and saw the dazzling light that made him dizzy in front of him. Schiller said: "What will you do when you have no choice but to retreat?"

"This is my home, and it's also Pepper, Jarvis, and... all Stark's."

"In the end, no one can force me to hand over here."

“If they want more…”

Stark's eyes that always contain various emotions looked straight at Schiller. His expression was not heavy at all, but said calmly:

“…Iron Man never retreats.”

Schiller looked at him and asked:

"So, have you ever thought about overturning this absurd and boring negotiating table?"

"You are like a depraved devil."

“This is much more useful than praying to God.”

"I never pray, I don't expect God, I don't believe in those weird tricks, those ridiculous rumors and legends..."

As soon as Stark finished speaking, everything in his lab began to tremble slightly.

Then everything floated.

In an instant, it was like losing gravity, everything floated in the air, cups, notebooks, computers, wrenches...

The sunset outside the window shone in the places where these things should not have received the sun. Schiller stood in the center of everything, and the light behind it casts a long shadow in front of him.

The shadows of all the items overlapped into a huge net, Stark stood in the middle of it, and he reached out his hand, a drop of water falling from the cup fell on his fingertips, Stark looked up and saw the countless ordinary debris in the air, and the ordinary ceiling and walls above his head-
Chapter completed!