Chapter 1788

New York, in the office of Arkham Asylum, Schiller had just picked up a cup of fragrant coffee, intending to enjoy a rare leisure time in the morning, when a black bald head squeezed in from the crack of the door.

"Schiller, do me a favor."

"Sorry, I don't receive guests without an appointment." Schiller rolled his eyes, sat back in his office chair, took a sip of coffee, and let out a comfortable sigh.

He looked at Nick Fury standing by the door, holding coffee in one hand and supporting his face with the other, and said, "Haven't I explained it clearly to you on the phone? I can't do anything about this."

Nick stretched out three fingers, Schiller shook his head, Nick added his fingers to five, Schiller blew on the coffee, and Nick had to clench his hand into a fist.

Seeing that Schiller still hadn't reacted, Nick reached out to adjust the position of his eyepatch, looked serious, and said, "Doctor, I order you in the capacity of the General Manager of the Hydra Americas Region, you have to think of a way, my base is about to run out!"

"There's no way." Schiller shrugged and said, "You piled up too much experimental trash yourself, what can I do? But speaking of which, how did you deal with them before?"

"Throw them into the sun." Nick answered very crisply. He said, "Regardless of whether it's mutated animals, mutated plants, ghosts, or aliens, just launch them into the sun."

"Oh, I see, Tony won't let you do this, right?"

"How dare I let him know." Nick turned around and closed the door, sat in front of Schiller, lowered his voice, and said, "These experiments are top secret, and those superheroes won't let me do this."

"Then you really shouldn't do this. What's the use of you studying those alien monsters? I'm afraid they can't even beat the young heroes now, right?"

Nick put his hands on the table, looked at Schiller seriously, and said, "I need to apply for a research fund to study them. I need a cleanup fund if the research fails. If the research succeeds, I secretly let them out, and they fight with the superheroes. I sell successful experimental products to the military while asking Congress for logistics support funds for superheroes. Otherwise, how do you think I got those seven hundred bases?"

"Then how do you usually clean up?"

"Find a place to lock them up, and then launch them into the sun one by one to destroy them. But this damn solar system development plan makes them watch the sun too closely. By the time I reacted, too many failed products had piled up in the warehouse. If I can't destroy them quickly, my base will explode!"

"So what do you intend for me to help you with?" Schiller put down the coffee, moved the chair forward, and said, "You wouldn't want me to persuade Tony to let you throw those messy things into the sun, right?"

"Nick, you have to understand, these scientists don't reason in this regard. They will only tell you that the variables you create by throwing things into the sun will affect their series of experiments. If the experimental readings run wrong by one digit, they will want your head. What can I do?"

"But this is just... for the sun."

"Go tell Tony this." Schiller turned the chair to the other side, drank coffee, and said, "What's more, every country is watching the sun now. You have to ensure that no one will find out what is in those cans from beginning to end. Once the monsters you created are exposed, Congress will want your head first."

Nick sighed deeply and said, "Is it possible that I am the only one in the world who not only cannot enjoy the benefits brought by the progress of the times, but also has to be troubled by this?"

"Is there no other way besides throwing them into the sun? Can't you destroy them on the spot?" Schiller asked.

"Those that can be destroyed were destroyed at the first moment of experimental failure." Nick spread his hands and said, "I'm not idle, I have to lock them up. They take up space in my warehouse because some things can't be destroyed by conventional means, or their vitality is too tenacious, and they can only rely on the sun."

"Oh, God, they deprived me of the right to use the sun. This is simply unfair to the extreme. Can I sue them for racial discrimination?" Nick couldn't help but wail.

"Okay, stop acting. If you keep nagging, I'll charge by the hour."

"Sure enough, nothing can hide from you, my good doctor." Nick grinned, revealing a row of white teeth. He smiled, then said to Schiller, "Just keep them away from my warehouse, don't take up space."

"You wouldn't want to..."

About half an hour later, in the dimly lit office of the Time Variance Authority, Nick, wearing a leather jacket, and Schiller, wearing a trench coat, stood in front of a dark red desk.

Nick pointed to a golden magic projection and said to Schiller, "We observed the abnormal movement of this part of the time flow about two months ago. Look at this."

Schiller frowned and looked at the place Nick pointed to. There were two small light spots there, which were currently rotating around each other in a very regular trajectory, while most of the other light spots around them rushed past and disappeared on the screen. Only those two light spots, although moving around each other, basically didn't move forward.

"Is this a binary star system?" Schiller recalled some astrophysical phenomena he saw in the universe.

Nick put his hands on the desk, stared at the image, and said, "This is the monitoring equipment for the cosmic timeline of the Time Variance Authority. Each light spot on the map represents a universe."

"The universe doesn't exist eternally. They also have their lifespan. Most universes gradually age due to the passage of time, just like water droplets in a river inevitably flow downstream, and this speed is very fast."

"But some universes have encountered some trouble and got stuck. At this time, employees of the Time Variance Authority will go to help this universe."

"It's not that we must let the universe move toward decay, but if the time of the universe doesn't move forward, the time of life in the universe won't move forward either. It's equivalent to them being solidified in eternal amber, which is no different from destruction. So the Time Variance Authority will help them restore order as much as possible."

"But this is still a spectacle." Nick stood up straight and said, "There are such two universes in the multiverse where we are, and they have fallen into an endless time loop."

"And the strange thing is that it's not that one universe is stuck, but that two universes have stuck each other. They have formed a subtle causal loop, causing their time to never move forward."

"Can you tell me in detail?" Schiller hugged his arms and looked at the two rotating spheres on the screen.

"Simply put, Disaster A occurred in Universe A. The life inside escaped this universe because of the disaster and came to Universe B, bringing Disaster B. The life in Universe B, in order to survive, found a way to solve Disaster B, and the method of solution was to send the things that caused the disaster back to the past of Universe A. These things caused Disaster A to break out in Universe A."

"When the life in Universe B sent the disaster back, it reset the timeline of Universe A, letting the time of Universe A return to when the disaster broke out. The things sent over caused Disaster A to break out, the timeline moved forward, leading to Disaster B, and then leading to Disaster A..."

"Just like this, the time of the two universes is completely stuck. The loop continues non-stop. Mobius told me that according to professional exploration personnel, they haven't been stuck for long, probably just within this year."

"So?" Schiller put his hands in the pockets of his trench coat, turned his head, and asked Nick.

"To some extent, these two universes have built an excellent defense system for themselves. The universe itself no longer participates in the passage of the long river of time. Everyone's life inside is constantly looping, and outsiders cannot intervene."

"And what I want to say is..." Nick bent down again and pressed a few buttons on the table. A picture that was slightly bloody appeared in Schiller's field of vision, making him frown deeply.

"The so-called disaster is actually that the life in these two universes has been infected by an extremely rare zombie virus, and almost all life has become zombies."

Schiller thought for a moment and remembered which two universes these were. Many people don't know that the famous zombie universe is actually not one universe, but two.

Earth-2149 and Earth can be said to be two equally unlucky guys. The general process is exactly as Nick said—the zombie Sentry of Earth went to Earth-2149, infected the entire Earth-2149, then the zombie heroes of Earth-2149 went to Earth, and infected Earth. The heroes of Earth eliminated all zombies, leaving only the zombie Sentry, and someone sent the zombie Sentry to the past time point of Earth-2149, and then the zombie Sentry infected the entire Earth-2149 again...

It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Anyway, the result is that the time of these two universes is completely dead. The loop continues non-stop, and all the superheroes are repeating the tragedy of becoming zombies, saving the universe, and becoming zombies again.

"The most important thing is that the life forms that have become zombies in these two universes have endless appetites. When they are hungry, they will eat everything. Does it sound like an oversized paper shredder?"

Schiller looked Nick up and down and said, "You wouldn't want to throw your harmful trash into these two universes, right?"

"This is completely safe, healthy, environmentally friendly, and pollution-free." Nick stretched out a hand and said while waving, "Their time has been stuck, so no matter what, they will loop non-stop. These two universes are already hopeless."

"But there are a group of zombies with huge appetites locked inside. They are very hungry, and I am obviously quite worried about the physical condition of my colleagues in other parallel universes. They have paid so much for cosmic safety, but they can't even eat a full meal. How sad..."

Schiller was quite speechless. Although he had long known Nick's shamelessness, this damn bald egg could still refresh his understanding of the moral bottom line again and again. Although he knew he was also refreshing Nick's, he was an outsider after all. Is it really okay for you, a native, to be so wicked?

Schiller felt that he might have accidentally said this out loud. Nick snapped his fingers immediately and said, "You caught the key again, my genius doctor. When I sent employees of the Time Variance Authority to check before, I found that they would also be affected by the time loop. Perhaps it's because we are native residents of this world, and the timeline has commonalities."

"And you don't have to worry about this problem. You are an outsider, your identity encoding is different from ours, and you are also subject to the special attention of many powerful gods. You will not be affected by the timeline in the world."

"So Schiller, I'm afraid I have to ask you to make a trip to help me throw out the trash. I guarantee this is a simple job, and the reward is absolutely rich beyond your imagination."

"10% of all research project funds."

"No, Schiller, you are too greedy. This is simply impossible. I can't even get 10% myself!"

Schiller turned and walked toward the door. Nick shouted behind him, "5% is negotiable!"

Schiller walked out of the room without looking back.