Chapter 385 Schiller Is Ill (Part 2)

"Multiple personality disorder?" In Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, Stark and Steve looked at each other, then turned to look at Charles who said the name of the disease.

"Tony, I remember I told you before that Schiller is a mental patient."

Steve turned his head to look at Stark, who touched his nose and said, "I thought it was an adjective. You know, he is a little bit..."

He sighed and said, "Well, I knew that he was not normal all the time. There was a kind of..."

Stark turned his palms, as if trying to find a word to describe that state. After a few seconds, he said, "...trying hard to pretend to be an ordinary person, but because of the lack of imagination of ordinary people's lives, the feeling of overdoing it."

"It's not that exaggerated, right?" Steve thought about it and said, "I think he is quite normal."

"You know? Peter still thinks his good doctor is really an ordinary person." Stark shook his head and said, "Even if he is not a mental patient, he must be a damn liar."

"What I'm more curious about is that if he is really a patient with multiple personality disorder, why didn't I see other personalities come out before?" Steve looked at Charles and asked.

"Generally speaking, patients with dissociative identity disorder develop other personalities after being stimulated by some kind of stimulus. It may be that some stimulus caused his other personalities to surface."

"Stimulus? What kind of stimulation has he suffered recently?" Stark touched his chin and said, "Although it may be that Hydra has influenced him, I always feel that this is not the correct answer..."

"In fact, you can try another method." Charles reminded: "Have you forgotten? Before, you asked me to go to your laboratory to debug the personality analysis module for your artificial intelligence butler to provide you with psychological and behavioral support."

"I have to admit that you have indeed made great achievements in artificial intelligence. I don't feel that I am talking to a machine. "Jarvis is a good student. He has a natural advantage in learning, and his ability to understand and associate has completely exceeded the level of an intelligent life. He can be said to have mastered everything." "If he had a body, I think it would not be difficult for him to get a few doctoral degrees, and maybe he could even teach at a famous university." Facing Charles, Stark rarely emphasized his genius. He just said a little unexpectedly: "In fact, I just hope he can help me analyze suspicious people. If he is really so powerful, wouldn't I have a psychology expert that I can carry with me?" Charles shook his head and said: "In terms of theoretical knowledge, he is indeed an expert. But you have to know that empathy is also very important in psychotherapy. His understanding of psychology and behavior is more based on a relatively rigid logic. In terms of emotions, he has not reached this level, so you'd better not expect him to help you solve psychological problems at any time. "

Stark smiled and said, "I remember that before, an unscrupulous doctor asked for millions of dollars from me. Now the identities are reversed. I can let Jarvis treat him..."

Charles also smiled and said, "I guess that scene will be very interesting, but you'd better not hold too much hope. Schiller cannot be unaware of his condition, or..."

Charles showed a strange expression, and Stark asked, "What?"

"According to what I know about him "Well, I'm just saying that." Stark said in a relaxed tone: "Anyway, if something goes wrong, at least you are still here, right?" Charles' expression became even weirder. He paused, sighed, and then said, "In fact, his condition may also be beyond the scope of what I can treat." Stark waved his hand. He felt that Charles was being modest. Since he met Professor X, even Stark had to admit that he was a man of high moral character. He had almost no shortcomings in his character. He was strong, gentle, humble, and polite. You would hardly hear any words of bragging about himself from him, so Stark felt that Charles was just being polite and modest. But soon, he realized that he was wrong. It was another morning. Schiller was standing next to the buffet counter in the SHIELD cafeteria, picking bread with a bread clip. He heard a mechanical click behind him. Schiller said without turning his head: "This is the first time I know that your mecha needs to eat."

"Hey, don't you look back? Look at my mecha, a beautiful guy just born from the laboratory of the genius Stark!" Stark opened his arms, and the SHIELD agents passing by all looked at him sideways, because the new mecha Stark was wearing was really beautiful.

The Mark-type mecha worn in the Civil War incident was scrapped by Stark because of the exhaustion of energy and severe external damage. Now he is wearing a brand new Mark-type mecha, which is very shiny because it has just been produced.

Natasha happened to pass by and whistled at Stark. Stark immediately turned around and pointed his arm at her, indicating that she had good vision. The agents around him also began to cheer. Stark flew into the air with a "whoosh". The cheers became more enthusiastic. He waved his arms like a big star.

Schiller took the bread, put a small piece of cheese in it, and then took the beef patties and lettuce, and walked to the dining table without looking back.

When the crowd dispersed and Stark landed, a blue analysis panel appeared in his vision. He asked: "How is it, Jarvis, have you analyzed it?"

"Insufficient behavioral data, and we need to continue collecting data."

"Okay..." Stark turned back to get the meal. After getting it, he sat opposite Schiller again. With a "click", the mask rose up. Schiller looked up at him and said: "You said yesterday that your anxiety disorder did not occur. Why did you wear a mecha to eat today?"

"Is there any inevitable connection?" Stark asked in confusion.

"Of course, you used to like wearing armor all the time. It was because of the panic and anxiety caused by anxiety that you regarded mechanical armor as a spiritual sustenance, which was a way to relieve anxiety."

"Uh... it's not because of this this time." Stark denied, but when he mentioned the topic of anxiety, he thought of something else. He asked while eating: "Speaking of which, how did my anxiety get better? I can't remember when it started, and the situation has improved."

"If you need, I can send you the medical records he wrote. Although I always think he is too long-winded in the analysis of the cause of the disease, it should be enough to explain to a layman." Schiller said while wiping his sleeves.

"Him?" Stark stared at Schiller and asked, "Who are you referring to?"

"My other personality, what else? You and Steve Rogers should have gone to Professor X overnight, right? Then he told you that I have multiple personality disorder."

"It seems that although you have different personalities, you share the ability to read minds."

"This is not mind reading, it's just psychology."

Stark found that the tone of speech and facial expressions of the person in front of him who claimed to be Schiller's other personality were different from the Schiller he knew. His voice seemed more indifferent, his voice was lower, and his expression changed less. Stark stared at him for a while and found that his blinking rhythm was completely unchanged.

Then, he lowered his eyes and looked at Schiller's plate. After tossing the fried eggs yesterday, he started to toss the beef patty today, moving it from the left to the right, then from the right to the left, and finally put it aside with some disgust.

"Aren't you going to eat it?" Stark asked with a frown.

Schiller shook his head, and Stark asked, "Why did you take it?"

"Because there are no more fried eggs."

"Why do you have to take a beef patty when there are no more fried eggs? And you don't eat it, but just move it around?"

Schiller pursed his lips and showed a somewhat impatient expression, as if he couldn't communicate with Stark at all. He said, "Because I need a round thing, do you understand?"

Stark didn't understand at all, but he only understood one thing, this personality must be sick.

"You know? Where I live, no one cares about these details. You look at me as if you are saying that I am a lunatic, but in fact I am a normal person, just not very adaptable to your society." Schiller said while eating.

"Where do you live?" Stark became more and more confused. He really hadn't come into contact with such a strange mental patient, so he asked curiously, "So what is your identity? Do you share your memories? Can you communicate?"

"Why don't you ask the artificial intelligence that is about to tell you the result." Schiller said without raising his head.

At this time, Jarvis' voice sounded in Stark's ears, but it was not the series of data broadcasts he often heard, but a slightly hesitant voice: "Sir, I suspect that there is something wrong with my behavioral analysis data..."

"What's wrong?"

"I got the specific analysis data, but it doesn't look like the data that should be obtained."

Stark spread the soft cheese on the bread and said, "Don't be nervous. This system does need some debugging, so it is normal to have problems. You tell me the data first."

"Behavioral logic analysis is complete, autism spectrum is 58%, antisocial personality disorder is 22%, Asperger's syndrome may be about 11%, and other comprehensive diseases may be about 9%. More importantly, it does not coincide with the behavioral logic of Dr. Schiller on record..."

Looking at the series of medical terms he had never seen before, Stark was not surprised. At this time, Jarvis said: "I think there are some problems with the data obtained from this system analysis..."

"From the data analysis, I can't tell which one is Dr. Schiller's main personality. This is inconsistent with the symptoms of dissociative identity disorder. Regardless of which of the two personalities that have appeared, which one is the possible secondary personality, they are too complete and independent. "

Jarvis tried to explain the relevant knowledge to Stark, who listened carefully and basically understood it. He concluded: "You mean, based on the performance of these two personalities, it is impossible to determine which one is the dominant personality. This is not like multiple personality disorder, but rather like two souls living in one body?"

"Wait..." Stark narrowed his eyes and said: "Do you remember what Steve told us before? If he becomes a stranger one day, we must not rule out the possibility that he has become Hydra..."

As he said this, Stark pretended to raise his eyes slowly and casually, wanting to observe Schiller. He just saw that the familiar eyes opposite him were also looking at him with a slightly cold gaze.