Chapter 1332: The Interstellar Grand Stage (Part 56)

Schiller, who successfully made a Stark suffer, was in a good mood, but after returning to his home universe, he felt a sense of emptiness again.

Being a mastermind behind the scenes is not a long-term plan. The gods and superheroes in the universe are not fools. One or two complex plans can make everyone stunned, but as the number of times increases, even fools know who is making trouble behind the scenes.

As things developed to this extent, there is a very simple way to deal with this kind of complex yarn ball plan, which is to skip directly and find Schiller.

Schiller is not worried that he has no way to obtain benefits through his own plans. After the system matures, even if he does nothing, there is a steady stream of energy income. A virtuous cycle has been formed, so there is no need to stare at everything.

It's just that he can't see the group of superheroes and gods being played around by him, and finally finding out that the mastermind behind the scenes is stunned, which is a pity.

Now, no matter who encounters any abnormal situation, they call Schiller. Without fun, Schiller feels bored.

Although arrogance is trapped in Cat Getan in the DC world, the progress is far behind the Marvel world, but the number of fun things in this world is constant. If you eat too much in the early stage, you won't have anything to eat in the later stage.

Schiller sighed in his heart. Is this the so-called long grass period?

Schiller, who had nothing to do, intended to take stock of the harvest, but just as he returned to the asylum, he received a call from Professor X.

"Hello? Professor Charles, what's wrong? You should be doing well there, right?" Schiller flipped through his bills and asked in a light tone, but Charles's slightly confused voice came from there.

"Schiller, I called you to ask, do you and Nick have any special arrangements for the Klyntar planet where the symbiotes are?"

Schiller sighed again, thinking in his heart, look, now even the honest Professor X understands that if something happens, finding him is definitely right.

But after carefully thinking about the content of Professor X's speech and going through all his plans in his mind, Schiller felt a bit confused.

"Klyntar?"

Schiller hasn't heard the name of this planet for a while. The last time was when Nick intended to incorporate the symbiotes. Schiller didn't have any plans for Klyntar for the time being, so why did Professor X find him?

It was Nick who said before that because of the changes in the situation in the Andromeda Galaxy, the Klyntar clan intended to rely on humans. Nick intended to arrange for them to combine with S. H. I. E. L. D. agents, which could not only improve the combat power of human agents but also give the symbiotes something to rely on.

So, Schiller told Charles truthfully: "Yes, Nick does have some plans, but it can't be called an arrangement. It should be said to be cooperation between humans and the symbiote clan." 【1332-1

Thus, Shiler told Charles truthfully: "Yes, Nick does have some plans, but it cannot be called an arrangement; it should be called a cooperation between humans and the Symbiote race."

"Hmm..." Charles let out an awkward syllable, and then he said very tactfully: "Dr. Shiler, please believe that I have no intention of questioning your and Nick's wisdom. I also know that on the road to humanity becoming an interstellar civilization, some less-than-honorable means might be needed. I can fully understand this, and I have no intention of criticizing it."

"What exactly is wrong? Professor?" Shiler asked with some confusion, not quite understanding what Charles meant.

"I mean..." Charles paused and said: "Even if you want to collect some rewards during the cooperation, you don't have to drag their home planet away, do you?"

"Huh?" Shiler let out a confused tone. Charles continued: "Just now, the Space Agent Symbiotes rushed to the capital planet of the Andromeda Galaxy, which is the Sky Island where the mutants are located. They said that after they went out on a patrol and returned, they found that Klyntar was gone."

"Huh???" Shiler's tone was even more confused. He repeated: "Klyntar is gone? Sorry, did I hear that right? Are you speaking literally? The Symbiotes' home planet has disappeared?"

"Yes." Charles's tone was also very surprised. He said: "You don't know about this? This is truly strange. Erik and I discussed it and thought that you and Nick felt the Symbiotes' home planet took up too much space and moved them to a new home."

Shiler was a bit dumbfounded. He said: "If their home planet took up too much space, why would I have waited until now to move them?"

Subsequently, he realized that saying it this way was a bit wrong, so he explained: "I mean, how could I move them without their consent?"

"It seems it wasn't your plan. This is truly strange. How about this, come to the Dream Base."

"Alright, I'll be there immediately."

A few minutes later, Shiler appeared in the hall of the Dream Base. He walked toward Charles, who was sitting in his wheelchair, and said with some surprise: "What's going on? Where did Klyntar go?"

"I don't know." Charles shook his head blankly, then looked at Magneto standing to the side. Magneto was expressionless, cleared his throat lightly, and still used that lifeless tone to say: "The Space Agents said they went to patrol Centaurus, and when they returned to the home system, they found that the entire planet of Klyntar was gone."

"Wouldn't the Space Agents be going crazy?"

"No, only the planet is gone." Magneto repeated. He also seemed to find this situation a bit bizarre, but didn't know how to explain it, so he said to Shiler: "Have a mage open a portal for you and go see for yourself."

Soon, Shiler followed the mage's portal to the Andromeda Galaxy. The portal happened to open near the original location of Klyntar.

As soon as Shiler stepped out of the portal, he was stunned. The space in front of him was empty; there was nothing there. The most prominent planet was gone, but a large pile of colorful vomit remained in the space. Only after walking closer did Shiler realize that these were the Symbiotes who had originally lived on Klyntar.

Klyntar was gone, but the Symbiotes remained.

Shiler blinked. Just as he was thinking about what was going on, one of the blobs of sludge wiggled over. Shiler looked down and saw it was the leader of the Space Agents, Blue Spirit: "Hey, Blue Spirit, long time no see. Are you alright?"

Shiler's tone was a bit hesitant, because Blue Spirit's current state didn't look like he was alright at all. It was also the first time Shiler had seen such a worried expression on the face of a blob of sludge.

"Dr. Shiler, as you can see, our planet is gone, and it disappeared just now. Do you know what this is about?"

"Wait a moment." Shiler took out a notebook and, like a detective working a case, looked at Blue Spirit and asked: "About when did it disappear?"

"A few hours ago." Blue Spirit answered, then he explained.

"The Space Agents returned about three hours ago. According to the Symbiotes who stayed behind on the planet at the time, five hours ago, they saw a flash of light. Most of the Symbiotes are somewhat photophobic and cannot function their sensory organs under strong light. By the time they came to their senses, they found themselves floating in the universe, and the planet beneath their feet was gone."

"Did not a single Symbiote see how the planet disappeared?" Shiler asked again.

Blue Spirit shook his head and said: "No, the Symbiotes left on Klyntar are not very strong, and there were no Symbiotes with hosts nearby when the incident occurred."

Blue Spirit sighed and said: "The Symbiotes' situation is not very good. Some of the more capable Symbiotes have found hosts and left their hometown. Those left here are all the old, weak, sick, and disabled. I'm afraid it's hard to count on them to provide any clues."

Shiler did not blame them, but continued to ask: "Isn't Knull still locked inside your planet? Could it be that Knull escaped on his own?"

Before Blue Spirit could answer, Shiler shook his head and said: "No, that's unlikely. Knull has a grudge against the Symbiote race. He hates these creations that locked him up. If he escaped, he would definitely destroy all the Symbiotes, rather than leaving them here."

"Moreover, if he escaped, there would be no need for him to take his planet with him. With his strength, he doesn't need a planet to establish a foothold in the universe."

Shiler pondered for a moment, then said to Blue Spirit: "Wait a moment."

After speaking, he stepped away from Blue Spirit, took out his phone, called Nick, and said: "Nick, I know you are eager to have the Symbiotes join Earth, but you don't have to blow up their home planet just to speed up this process, do you?"

"What? You don't know what's going on? It wasn't you?... Oh, that's true. Compared to the resources brought back from another universe, the Symbiotes aren't that important anymore."

"No, it's nothing, it's just that the Symbiotes' home planet has disappeared. If it wasn't you... no, no need, you go back to your business, goodbye."

Shiler hung up the phone. After pondering for a moment, he thought of a detail. Previously, Coulson told him that Stark had some interest in the combination of Symbiotes and S. H. I. E. L. D. agents.

Coulson also said that Stark Industries' point of interest was not in the Symbiotes themselves, and according to common sense, Stark Industries had no need to develop biotechnology related to Symbiotes. Stark didn't look like someone who would suddenly change his research direction either.

If that was the case, Stark's interest in Symbiotes might not be in the Symbiotes as a biological species itself. Then what else was worth noting about the Symbiote race?

Although the nature of the Symbiotes themselves was magical, if there was anything worth noting beyond their own nature, it was that their home planet housed an extremely ancient deity—the God of Symbiotes, Knull.

Now, the title "God of Symbiotes" was not mentioned much anymore. Now, his most well-known title was "Member Gift Supply Box."

This ancient and powerful deity, who also didn't have a very good brain, could directly draw upon the chaotic power of the universe's origin. It could be said that he provided indispensable help for the initial development of the Sanctum Sanctorum.

If Stark was interested in Knull, then he would definitely launch an investigation into this. Shiler speculated that even if Stark didn't understand the mystical world, he had ways to find that part of history and learn about the nature of this ancient creature.

Furthermore, Stark should have been able to discover that the entire Klyntar planet was actually piled up from the corpses of Symbiotes. Countless Symbiotes connected together, turning into a huge prison, which both imprisoned Knull from the inside and provided a piece of land for their own kind to move freely on the outside.

The entire Klyntar planet was a box. The shell of the box was the connection of countless Symbiotes, and what was inside was Knull.

Shiler pulled his thoughts away from the deduction, and only then did he feel a bit pleasantly surprised. This was actually quite interesting.

In the past, it was always him who came up with a grand plan, and Stark who chased various clues, deducing his motives, goals, and methods of operation.

But this time, it was a reversal of the offensive. Stark had come up with a plan and become the mastermind behind the scenes, while Shiler had become the detective, having to be the one to break the game and figure out Stark's motives, methods, and goals.

In fact, no matter which Shiler it was, they were all very interested in reasoning and solving puzzles, it's just that each Shiler's interest in reasoning was expressed differently.

Reasoning enthusiasts can be roughly divided into two types: the murderer type and the detective type.

The detective type likes to stand from an objective perspective, meeting moves with moves, and solving puzzles step by step through witness testimony, physical evidence, and the murderer's psychological state at the scene. Deducing the truth through clues is the source of their satisfaction. Arrogance is exactly this type; even a small puzzle on an object is enough for him to kill half a day's time.

The murderer type, on the other hand, likes to reverse this thinking, standing behind the scenes and using the reasoning knowledge they have learned to set up one puzzle after another, watching others dismantle them. Greed is this type. He tangles every plan into a ball of yarn, letting the superheroes chase the clues he left behind, step by step deducing the truth. This feeling of controlling everything is the source of his happiness.

Greed rarely acts as a traditional detective, and New York indeed doesn't have as many dark and complex serial murder cases as Cat Getan for him to solve.

However, always being the mastermind behind the scenes also leads to some problems. As plans become more and more complex and involve more and more people, it means the threshold gets higher and higher.

As of now, Shiler's ball of yarn has upgraded to the point where it can't be tangled without involving several multiverse-level deities.

Although it wouldn't be impossible to continue expanding like this, besides the point mentioned earlier that everyone looks for Shiler when they have trouble, if it continues to develop like this, it will definitely force the OAA into a corner. By then, there really won't be any fun left to watch.

Thus, upon discovering that Stark had actually hidden a grand plan from him and had already put it into practice, Shiler was not angry at all; instead, he was somewhat eager to try.

Shiler was even a bit proud. Look at our Iron Man's level: sensing danger and carrying the spaceship away, discovering a friend is bored and immediately coming to cause trouble—his intuition and theory are both maxed out.

Conversely...

Shiler thought, let's put matters outside the multiverse aside for now, and let his hot reputation cool down a bit. He wants to see what kind of huge commotion the combination of Iron Man and Batman, two super geniuses, can actually cause.