Chapter 1536: Schiller's Disappearance (Part 2)

In late autumn, there was already a biting cold wind blowing through the streets of New York. Pedestrians on the road hurriedly wrapped their scarves tightly and poured the last sip of hot coffee into their stomachs to fill their stomachs with the energy to rush to their destination.

When the door of Schiller's office was pushed open, Eddie was still cold. He held two cups of hot coffee in his hands, one of which was only half drunk.

"Schiller, take a look at the new planning draft I wrote last night. I think it must meet your needs... Schiller? Schiller? Strange, where is he?"

Eddie looked around the empty office and had to call a nurse from outside the door, but the nurse shook her head and said she didn't know where Schiller had gone.

Eddie had no choice but to take out his cell phone and call Nick, and asked: "Director Fury, did Schiller say he was on vacation? I didn't find him in his office."

"What? He didn't report it? Maybe he was busy with something else... Never mind, I'll come to see him in the evening."

Not long after Eddie left, Stark, wearing a mecha, flew in from the window, yelling as he flew: "Schiller, no, we have to talk, you really can't go on like this, I'm going crazy!"

Looking at the empty office, Stark was stunned. He flew out of the window again and flew around the entire Arkham Sanatorium, but the scanning system showed that Schiller was not here.

So Stark had to fly to the small clinic in Hell's Kitchen. As soon as he pushed the door open and walked in, he saw a figure standing behind the refrigerator door, seemingly taking something out of it.

"Schiller, you... Peter? Why are you here?"

Stark looked at Peter standing behind the refrigerator door with some surprise. Peter stepped back a few steps, stuck his head out and said, "I came to see Dr. Schiller, but found that he was not here. I decided to make breakfast and wait for him to come back and eat together."

"Are you here to see Dr. Schiller too? Mr. Stark, there may be a traffic jam on the way to the sanatorium. He should be here soon."

"I just came from the sanatorium." Stark looked around and came to the stairs leading to the second floor. He looked up, but did not see the familiar figure in the narrow stairwell.

Peter, who was sorting the ingredients, was stunned. He looked up at the wall clock next to him and said, "Today is Monday. Dr. Schiller should come to sort things out at this time."

Peter took out his phone while speaking, dialed the number, put the phone to his ear and waited for a long time, then frowned and dialed the number again. After finding that no one answered, he looked at Stark with a little worry and said, "Dr. Schiller doesn't answer the phone."

"Call Nick." Stark raised his chin and said.

Peter called Nick again and learned from Nick that Schiller did not report to go on vacation, and if he was going to leave for a while, he would definitely tell Nick.

"You guys come over first." Nick's serious tone came from the phone. Peter and Stark looked at each other and realized the seriousness of the matter, so they immediately set off to SHIELD.

When the two arrived at Nick's office at the SHIELD base. They found that many people had already arrived, in addition to Nick, Natasha and Eddie, there were Captain America Steve, Daredevil Matt, Professor X Charles and Loki.

Almost all members of the Glorious Alliance were present, and Nick looked around and said, "So you didn't see Schiller?"

Everyone shook their heads, and Peter said first, "Every Monday morning, the doctor goes to the clinic in Hell's Kitchen to sort things out, so I waited for him there, but I didn't see him."

"He's not in Arkham Sanatorium either." Stark said with his arms crossed and frowned.

"Neither is he at the Avengers' base or on the helicarrier." Natasha said, leaning against the wall.

Everyone looked at Professor X, and Professor X frowned slightly and said, "But this can't be called a loss of contact, after all, it's been less than half an hour since we last saw him."

"In the past, Schiller would tell me a few days in advance if he had to leave for something." Nick walked back to the table and sat down, and said, "Have you forgotten? He is an autistic patient and will not easily change his daily routine unless there is an emergency."

But Stark snorted and said, "Rather than an emergency, I think it's more likely that he wants to make trouble again."

Everyone looked at him, and Stark touched his chin and said, " In the past, when Schiller was causing trouble, he would make an alibi and appear in front of us from time to time, making us think that he was just quietly being a psychiatrist, but in fact, he was always causing trouble behind the scenes. "

"And this time, he didn't even make an alibi and suddenly disappeared..." When Stark said this, he suddenly showed a horrified expression. He looked at Nick and said, "How big a thing is he doing?"

Peter suddenly raised his hand and said, "Is it possible that Dr. Schiller had an accident or was kidnapped by someone, and he is in danger now and is waiting for us to save him?"

The others all sighed, and even Steve couldn't stand it anymore. He came over and put his arm around Peter's shoulders and said, "Peter, first of all, nothing is unexpected for Schiller. Secondly, he is not in danger even if he is missing. Finally, his plans always succeed because there are always people like you who want to save him every time."

Peter smacked his lips, and many memories flashed through his mind. He was not stupid, and naturally knew how big a mess Schiller had made in the past. He played an important role in Schiller's plans almost every time, mainly because he was easy to deceive.

"We have to find Schiller, but not for Schiller, but for our universe." Stark covered his forehead and said, "Think about it, he used to have the energy to prove his absence even after such a big incident, and now he doesn't even show his face, so what kind of surprise is he preparing?"

Instantly, most of the people present shuddered, and Stark took in their expressions and said in his heart: "I haven't told you that Schiller planned to drive this universe to hit the gods of other universes before."

Out of protection for the heart health of several elderly people present, Stark finally did not tell this horrifying fact, but Peter raised his hand and asked.

"Who was the last person Dr. Schiller saw?"

"The last time he came to me, he came to ask about the liver source of Stephen's brother." Nick thought for a while and said: "Schiller persuaded Victor to stay here for surgery, so he will definitely wait outside the operating room for the success of the surgery."

"I'll call Presbyterian Hospital." Stark said.

After Stark called, the Presbyterian Hospital expressed great concern and asked the nurse on duty that day. When the nurse said that Strange had called Schiller to the operating room, the expressions of several people in the room became interesting.

"Stephen is going to be in big trouble." Stark covered his mouth and coughed twice, covering his smile and said: "It seems that Schiller's big plan this time must be centered around the Supreme Sorcerer's coronation."

Loki thought for a while, then said: "Stephen should not have offended Schiller? They have similar personalities and are in the same industry, so they have always gotten along well."

But at this time Matt said: "I remember that I had a car accident before and was seriously injured. It was Dr. Strange who helped me with the operation. At that time, he seemed reluctant. Schiller threatened him to come."

"Oh!" Peter also made a cry of sudden realization, and then some He said angrily: "I remember that I caused Matt to be seriously injured a few years ago. Dr. Schiller brought Dr. Strange to perform surgery, and Dr. Strange seemed very angry."

"It's not that Stephen offended Schiller, but Schiller offended Stephen. But what can Stephen do to him?" Stark sneered and said disdainfully: "Can he still threaten Schiller?"

At the end of time, in a dilapidated tent in the desolate exile land, Schiller glared at Strange and said: "Just because I put a ballpoint pen against your forehead a few years ago, you are retaliating against me like this? Is it that serious?!"

Strange slowly used the only remaining He picked up the teapot and made himself a cup of tea. He turned his head to look at Schiller and said, "If you hadn't made the ballpoint pen float up, I wouldn't have known that there was magic in this world that could make an arm disappear. Isn't it amazing?"

Schiller's hand holding the teacup clenched instantly. He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want me to do to change your arm back?"

"I can't change it back." Strange looked at Schiller very seriously and said, "I pushed the power of the Time Stone to the extreme, and then completely destroyed all the timelines belonging to this arm in this universe."

"That is to say, among all the possible timelines in this universe, I only have one arm. Even if you go back to the past, you can't bring it back. "

"But you used to be a surgeon, and the most famous genius surgeon in the world. If you only had one arm in the past, then what..."

"That's just the influence of the residual timeline disturbance that hasn't disappeared." Strange took a sip of tea, lowered his head and said, "Soon, except for you and me, all creatures in this universe will not remember that I was a surgeon. In their memory, I was born with one arm."

Schiller was completely frozen in place. He stared at Strange blankly, and said in disbelief after a long while.

"Do you really know what you are doing? Stephen! That is the fame and achievement you have spent countless days and nights and countless efforts to gain. You just don't want it? ? ? "

And Strange just blew the tea quietly and said nothing.

Schiller sat opposite him, leaned forward to get close to him, and then looked into his eyes and said.

"Think about your father and your brother. Although they are not good at speaking, they have always been proud of you. Your achievements are not only your own, but also the pride of the Strange family."

"You have spent half your life breaking the gap between the rich and the poor, vision, and educational conditions, and have become a miracle of breaking the class. Are you willing to burn all these achievements like this, and even leave no good reputation for helping the world?"

Strange paused with the cup in his hand. He didn't look at Schiller, but just looked at the tea quietly and said, "Of course I can't bear to part with it."

Then he put the cup on the table, as if he remembered something, and said in a reminiscent tone.

"Everyone knows how hard I work, because they know that this achievement cannot be achieved by talent alone. They think I must be a lonely genius who doesn't need to deal with mortals too much. They think I must love learning and scientific research and can get a lot of fun from it."

"But every night when I study hard until late at night, I will think about the meaning of all this. Can these textbooks and notes that accompany me to watch the sunrise accompany me for a lifetime? And if not, what can replace them?"

"I hate those rich people who have received elite education and have countless like-minded friends and connections in various industries just after graduating from college. At first, I hated "But since you put a ballpoint pen on my head and kicked me into the trend of the times, I have become the one who gathers friends, with wizards, colleagues in the Sanctuary, and members of the Glorious Alliance." Strange took another sip of tea, and finally looked up at Schiller and said, "People call me 'God's Hand', but God didn't even take a moment to perfunctory me, so that I wouldn't feel lonely in every sunrise like that, but you did it." Strange smiled, which contained the usual arrogance and a hint of imperceptible malice. "Schiller, if the fame and status I have spent half my life to gain only add a little fame to God, then why can't I turn them into firewood and let you taste the taste of being burned by fire?"

Strange picked up the teacup to cover his smile and said: "After returning to Earth, every time you see my arm, you will think that it is because you have no control over your greed that I have to repay your debt with this."

"Every time you accidentally reveal my identity as a surgeon but only receive a bunch of surprised and confused expressions, you will remember what I sacrificed to remind you of the possible consequences of sacrificing yourself."

Strange's eyes fell on Schiller's arm, and at this moment, Schiller's hands began to tremble.

Finally, Schiller took a deep breath and turned his head away from Strange.

The sunset outlined a golden line on his side face, and a sigh full of anger, emotion and helplessness echoed in the barren land.

"Miraculous healing, Dr. Strange."

It's still strange