Chapter 725: Eternal Bad Luck (Part 2)

"Dr. Schiller!! Dr. Schiller!! Are you there?!"

The silence of the early morning in New York was broken by a heart-wrenching cry. Outside the Arkham Sanatorium, Peter was holding Deadpool in one hand and Pikachu in the other, standing outside and shouting loudly.

Schiller, who was still sleeping soundly in bed, frowned, turned over, slowly opened his eyes, and looked up at the watch. It was only 5:30 in the morning. Peter's voice came at this time. He must have hallucinated.

Peter's ridiculous schedule of not sleeping at night and not getting up in the morning had been deeply engraved in Schiller's mind, so he took Peter's voice as an illusion without any burden, and then fell asleep again.

But after a few seconds, there was another shout from outside: "Dr. Schiller!! I have something urgent to talk to you about!! Open the door!! There is a big trouble coming!!!"

Schiller sat up from the bed, grabbed the nightcap on his head, threw it aside, and flashed downstairs in a bad mood, intending to stand on the commanding heights of healthy work and rest and point fingers at Peter.

But as soon as he went downstairs, he saw Peter holding a red and black figure in one hand. Schiller turned into a ball of gray mist and slowly retreated a few meters.

Peter saw that the gray fog in front of him turned into a question mark. Peter hung Deadpool on the fence of the gate, then waved to Schiller and said, "Hey, doctor, it's me, open the door quickly, I have something to talk to you about!"

With a "bang", the gray fog turned into an arrow again, and then pointed at Deadpool who was hung on the fence by Peter.

"Oh, him, he is my friend, you may not know him, he is a mercenary called Deadpool..."

The gray fog "bang" turned into an exclamation mark again, and Peter was about to shout, and the gray fog slowly formed a cross again.

"Uh, can't I go in? Not me? Then who? Deadpool can't go in? Why? Oh, that's right, the hospital may not be able to stand this smell, okay, then I'll hang him here."

Then Peter saw that the gray fog turned into a bigger fork, and Peter said with some embarrassment: "It's not okay to hang here? Forget it, I'll go find a restaurant next door and ask him for something to eat."

When Peter came back, he thought he could walk into the door of the sanatorium smoothly, but he didn't expect that there were more than a dozen fully armed medical staff waiting for him.

They were wearing protective clothing and holding disinfectant spray. As soon as Peter opened the door, he felt like he was in a fairyland. The disinfectant spray was so thick that he couldn't see the road ahead. If it weren't for the spider sense, he would have hit his head against a tree.

At first, Peter would block it with his hands and yell, "No! Don't spray me! I don't have so many viruses!"

But in the end, he had given up resistance. In front of the gate of the Arkham Sanatorium building, Schiller stretched out a hand to stop Peter from moving forward. Schiller asked Gray Mist in his mind: "Feel it, is there still Deadpool's breath on him?"

"I won't go, that guy looks very dirty." Gray Mist had a feeling of resistance, and Schiller didn't force it. After all, for the symbiote, Deadpool is simply a lifelong enemy and psychological shadow, and has been blacklisted by their racial genes.

"Be good, listen, I have just disinfected him, you just need to check it, and you can drink two bottles of wine after the check..."

As a result, Gray Mist did not cheer for the wine, but still hesitated to separate a part of the symbiote factor and approach Peter.

The moment he approached Peter, he cut off the connection between that part of the symbiote factor and the body, and slowly restored the connection after confirming that they had not mutated and contaminated.

"Huh, fortunately, he is safe." Gray Mist's voice was relieved. He said, "Do you know how many blacklisted records of Deadpool are in the gene catalog? He is simply hell for symbiotes!"

"You are the bravest symbiote!" Schiller praised, "You have accomplished an unprecedented feat, daring to face Deadpool's breath without flinching. You are my eternal pride!"

Schiller has never praised Gray Mist so bluntly, but this time, he thought so sincerely. Those who dare to approach and taste the other party even though they know that the other party is shit are real warriors.

Schiller let Peter in after confirming that he was not contaminated by Deadpool. As soon as he entered the office, Peter said anxiously: "Oh no, doctor, Deadpool has made a big mess! And the other party has already found out, what should we do?!"

"Don't worry, Peter, sit down and talk." Schiller sat on the chair, poured himself a glass of water calmly, and then asked: "What's wrong?"

"Deadpool, Deadpool..." Peter stuttered, then raised his voice and said: "Deadpool went to throw shit on the Temple of Eternity!!!!"

"Oh, Deadpool threw shit, it's not the first time he did this, didn't the Dwarf Starport... Wait, who are you talking about?"

"Deadpool."

"No, I mean, the one he threw shit on."

"Eternity... Oh, doctor, you may not know that in our Spider-Man team, there is a person called Captain Universe Spider-Man, he is very strong because he is a believer in Eternity."

"Eternity gave him very powerful power, making him the most powerful Spider-Man. According to him, Eternity is the foundation of the universe and the greatest god in the universe. However, Deadpool, he actually..."

Peter showed a very helpless expression. He said, "As far as I know, Eternity has discovered him, but for some reason, he can't determine which universe's Deadpool did it, so he is looking for Deadpools from all universes..."

"Why Eternity?" Schiller asked a little puzzled.

In fact, what he wanted to ask was, why Eternity, not OAA? Shouldn't the big boss of the Marvel world be OAA? The dog planner who doesn't pay compensation is also OAA, Eternity? Just a programmer.

Although Schiller was very angry about the planner's failure to pay compensation, he was not stingy enough to find trouble with a programmer. Why should workers make things difficult for workers? If you want to fight, fight the big boss. If you want to kill, kill the capitalist. Without capitalists, where would the running dogs come from?

Peter sighed again and said, "Wade has always been a little crazy. He insisted that he was avenging me, but I don't understand. What hatred do I have with Yongheng? I haven't offended him."

Schiller coughed twice and rolled his eyes. Peter saw his expression and asked, "Doctor, why do you seem a little guilty?"

Schiller's brain began to work quickly, then he put down the water cup, looked into Peter's eyes and said:

"Do you remember that you once told me that all those who said to you, 'With great power comes great responsibility', are dead."

"Oh, yes Yes, I said so, and I also heard it from other Spider-Men. They said that this is Spider-Man's curse. "

Peter frowned and said, then he suddenly froze there, he looked at Schiller with wide eyes and said, "You mean, this curse was made by Eternity, right?"

"You said that Eternity is the greatest god in the universe. Even if he didn't make it, he should know it. Is it right not to stop it when he knew it?"

"This..." Peter just uttered a syllable and felt a breath stuck in his chest.

After experiencing communication with so many Spider-Men, he understood that in the stories he heard, tragedy was just a few short words, "He died" or "They all died."

But this is like a piece of stone after another, pressing on all Spider-Men. They carry the death of their loved ones. No matter how many good things they do and how much they grow, they can never erase the pain of that moment.

Peter doesn't often come into contact with mysticism, so he didn't think about gods, but now he thinks, if there is really an omniscient and omnipotent god in the universe, why would he be indifferent to so many tragedies?

This breath was stagnant in Peter's chest, making him a little breathless.

"Deadpool... maybe he knows something, so he wants to vent his anger for me?" Peter lowered his head and said: "In the past, he often said some crazy things, such as this frame of comics can't be drawn again, or he can see the plot in advance..."

"He is a little crazy, but he also has magical qualities. Maybe it is... But he will get himself into big trouble like this!" Peter said very worriedly.

But Schiller looked at Peter and said, "I do have a way to solve this problem, but you need enough courage."

"Courage?" Peter muttered the word in a low voice, and he said, "Maybe I have it... I must have it... What is it?"

"Take your friends and turn yourself in."

Peter looked at Schiller with his eyes wide open, and said, "I know it's wrong to throw shit at someone else's house, but I can't... Well, Deadpool is my friend, even if I can't help him, I can't cheat him, right?"

"Don't worry, there are skills to turn yourself in." Schiller flipped through a medical record and smiled, which made Peter shudder, and then he heard Schiller say:

"I promise that Eternal will not dare to touch you. Not only that, he will politely send you out, and..."

"He will give you a lot of compensation."

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