In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 138: R: Bat event (20)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

On the roof of the Stark Tower, Schiller buckled the stopper of a jar containing a mass of black mucus. The gray mist was communicating with Venom using brainwaves. Venom said: "To deceive such a simple boy, Don't you feel ashamed?"

"It's as if you're not an accomplice. If it wasn't for the fact that he doesn't have too few negative emotions in his heart to induce a dark tide of fear, I wouldn't be willing to make such a move."

"And..." Schiller paused, and said to Venom: "I found that you have great potential to make a movie. The picture of Stark's death you made up really scared Peter a lot."

"I know that rotten guy too well. From the beginning to the end, he only knows one trick. Sooner or later, it will come true."

Schiller sighed, more like relaxing, he said: "Those guys from the multiverse will come so early, it is indeed beyond my expectations, if you don't scare them away with this trick, there will be no peace in the future. "

Venom said: "Our deal is complete, now you should be able to let me choose the host myself?"

"Of course, but due to your danger and uncontrollability, you can only choose one of the hosts you have already parasitized."

"So, who are you going to choose? Stark? Bruce? Or..."

"Reporter!!!! I choose that reporter!!!" Venom roared flatly.

"Oh, I almost forgot, you even parasitized a human reporter, well, I will send you to his house tomorrow."

"But just like what we said, you'd better not change the host easily, and don't go all over the street to eat people's heads, or I will let the fog bite you."

Venom made a nasal sound very similar to Stark's, full of unwilling emotions.

Standing on the roof for a while, soon, footsteps came from behind, Nick came over, and stood side by side with Schiller, Nick said: "This time the commotion is really big enough, isn't it?" ?”

"What? It's beyond your expectation? Chief director?"

"I'm not a chief director, just like you, do you still want to call yourself a field worker?"

""Isn't it? Schiller didn't turn his head to look at Nick, but kept looking at the lights on the New York skyline. He said, "Don't tell me that it's just a coincidence that the belief in the Bat God has spread more and more among vampires in recent years." . "

"Don't tell me that it was just a coincidence that the prophecy of the coming of the bat **** came out just before the moderates wanted to manipulate the election."

"Who knows, there are so many coincidences in this world."

"Yes, SHIELD's exclusive coincidence, all final interpretation rights belong to you."

"Let's talk about the good news," said Nick, crossing his arms. "The bats infected with the lizard serum can't be used, right?" Raw materials are becoming more and more scarce, and our production has encountered difficulties..."

"Where is the address of the nursing home?"

"It's still Manhattan, you know, it's closer to where they live."

"However, it is too late to build a nursing home. There is an old bank built in the 1930s. His new owner left because he couldn't pay the estate tax. Construction will start tomorrow."

"How much bat material can be used?"

"The police and S.H.I.E.L.D. agents suffered heavy casualties on the battlefield, and less than one out of ten people could be sent out to hunt them down, and many of them were untrained recruits, the kind who couldn't even hold a gun, the one with the freezing gun There are not many fuel stocks, and we have nothing to do..."

"So how much did you report?"

"There are only 12 left. We only have 12 precious bat materials with immortality factors." Nick shrugged.

"Too many." Schiller said without hesitation: "Just two left, Connors has a good long-term freezing technology, and the remaining 10 will be frozen first and put in your S.H.I.E.L.D. In the warehouse, wait for the price to increase by a thousand times, and then sell slowly."

"Will it be a bit too exaggerated? Thousands of armed police forces and hundreds of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, when the bats were routed, only two were captured?"

"Thousands of people and hundreds of agents? You underestimated the brutality of this war. At the end of the chase, there were only 10 armed policemen left, and only one agent. Is it too exaggerated?"

"Okay, but the question is, Natasha, Coulson, Hawkeye, and Daisy all have to go out for a while, which of them are you going to sacrifice?" Nick asked.

"Don't even think about the reason of being injured. Hawkeye has been injured more than 80 times this year, and the medical insurance share has been used up by 4 times. Daisy has also been seriously injured more than 20 times..."

Schiller touched his forehead and said, "It's not summer yet, and you've reimbursed all their share, so you really don't plan to leave a little redundancy to deal with emergencies?"

"Emergencies? SHIELD emerges every day."

"Well, if you are willing to increase my consultation fee a little bit, I will persuade Osborne and Stark to contract the project of rebuilding the Brooklyn Bridge."

"In the name of charity? There is not much room to operate here. After all, everyone can see the bridge being built."

"If a charity event of this scale can't meet your requirements, then launch a larger-scale one. You should be more familiar with that than me..." Schiller waved his hand and said.

"Send war reporters, photograph post-war ruins, publicize the tragic war, launch charitable organizations, hold fundraising dinners, stars, celebrities, brands, parties..."

"If this is not enough, then declare sanctions against vampires."

Nick sighed and said: "So far, our course of action is still conservative. There are many reasons for this. The Security Council will not agree to launch large-scale sanctions."

"If you are willing to give them one of the only two precious raw materials, I think they will also be moved."

"Are you going to lie to your own people?"

"Don't talk nonsense, there are only two, and the remaining 10 are just the emergency reserve funds of S.H.I.E.L.D., but they haven't had time to cash them out yet."

On the roof of Stark's building, Schiller and Nick watched the brightly lit night scene of New York at the same time, while in Stark's building, Stark was lying on a hospital bed, and now he was wrapped up like a mummy. Seeing Peter walking up and down in front of his eyes, he said, "Hey, don't turn around, you make me dizzy."

"When will the doctor come? At this time, there should be no traffic jams?"

As soon as Peter finished speaking, Strange's voice appeared outside the door along with the sound of footsteps, and he said, "How I wish I saw a corpse named Stark now."

He walked in, looking bleary-eyed, apparently woken up from the bed in the middle of the night, he snapped the monitoring equipment next to him angrily, Peter poked his head around and asked, "Doctor Strange, Star Mr. Ke should be fine, right? He's hurt a little..."

"If he is really seriously injured, the priest you see now should be the pastor, not me."

Strange roughly pulled out the pillow that Stark was laying on, and Stark's head hit the corner of the bed, and he screamed, "You unscrupulous quack! Do you want to Murder me?!"

"I am unscrupulous, but I am definitely not a quack."

Stark muttered a few words and said: "You doctors are all the same..."

"Okay, the inspection is over, you are fine, you should be able to live until you die, pay the money, and then send me back to sleep."

Stark looked him up and down and said: "What did you check? You just turned on the instrument and then turned it off again. Don't think I don't understand these things. Who do you think you are facing now? ? I'm Stark, don't try to fool me."

Strange said impatiently: "Then check yourself and send me back."

"Don't be in a hurry, I have a big business to discuss with you." Schiller's figure appeared outside the door, he handed a proposal to Strange, and Strange took it After taking a look, he said, "Stark-Osborne United Pharmaceutical Company, letter of appointment for general counsel?"

"What the **** kind of company is this?" Strange asked suspiciously, "Why didn't I know that Stark and Osborne have joined together, and it's a pharmaceutical company?"

He flipped through the employment letter and said: "Besides, I'm a neurosurgeon, and I'm not going to be a drug salesman."

"You might as well turn to the last page and look at the number."

Strange looked up at Schiller, dubiously turned the letter of engagement to the end, and then focused his gaze on the number.

In a second, he closed the letter of employment. He coughed twice, straightened his collar, stuffed the letter of engagement into his briefcase and said, "I am currently employed in New York City. Presbyterian Hospital, the contract has not yet expired, you cannot let me violate the spirit of my contract."

"I know, of course I know, I am also a person with a great contract spirit." Schiller said with a smile: "The staff cafe upstairs should still be open, we might as well go there and talk in detail."

After the two doctors left, Stark and Peter stared wide-eyed, and Stark said, "So, what about my examination?"

At this time, Connors walked in, and he heard what Stark said, and he said: "Although it has been several years since my last clinical medical experiment, I can also check it for you with difficulty." .”

"Oh no! Wait! No more, I think I'm fine!"

"Don't worry, I have a lot of experience in field medical treatment." As he said that, he walked over and lowered the upper part of Stark's bed~IndoMTL.com~ Stark screamed in pain With a sound.

Peter hesitated to step forward to stop Connors' atrocities, but Connors glanced at him and said, "Peter, Dr. Ethan called you up, maybe there is something wrong."

Peter paused for a few seconds, first looked at Stark who was covered in bandages, then at Connors whose scales had not faded, and then ran away in Stark's indignant eyes.

Stark beat the bed board with his only movable left hand and said: "This heartless boy! If it wasn't for saving him! How could I be hurt like this?"

Conners held a diagnostic report and said: "Now there is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"Don't play this game with me, let's talk together."

"The good news is that there is nothing wrong with your spine and nervous system. The bad news is that the problem is that thing in your chest."

Stark stiffened for a moment, and he said, "The thing on my chest is fine."

"Ethan told me about the general principle of the reactor on your chest. Although my strength lies in biology, I also dabble in mechanics and physics. Your physical examination report told me that this thing The problem is huge."

"You used too much palladium in order to provide greater power to the mecha. From what I can see now, if you don't think about it, you will die of poisoning sooner or later."

Stark aside, obviously, he didn't want to discuss this issue, Connors put the report down, looked Stark in the eyes and said: "You understand this better than anyone, but you just don't Change, I believe that your former friends should have persuaded you, but you are the most disobedient I have ever seen."