Chapter 1856

"Speaking of which, Schiller, I haven't seen your robot butler for a long time. Where is Ultron?" Steve asked.

"He's in hibernation recently." Schiller leaned on the bar counter and answered somewhat lazily: "It seems like a system upgrade or something."

"Come on, find a better excuse if you're going to lie!" Stark immediately interrupted him and said: "Do you think he's some kind of backward flip phone? Does updating the system require putting him in hibernation?"

"He evolved self-awareness on his own." Stark rolled his eyes and said: "And before, when Jarvis invaded, he also changed part of his underlying code. His upper limit is terrifyingly high."

"Then he's probably depressed." Schiller had no intention of telling the truth at all and took the opportunity to mock Stark: "Who did I hear say that staying with a psychologist every day would make one depressed?"

"Are you planning to use everything I said before I knew you as leverage to attack me?" Stark shouted very dissatisfied: "I didn't say everyone would be like this, and you have to admit that the previous psychologist didn't leave a good impression on me."

"Leaving a good impression on you isn't the job content of a psychologist."

"Even when I pay them 300 million US dollars in consultation fees every quarter?"

"You pay them 300 million every quarter too?!" Schiller immediately looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He stared at Stark and said: "Is this my value in your heart? The same as everyone else?!"

"Don't give me that. A healthy person doesn't need any consultation expenses at all. I won't fall for your tricks again."

"Friends, can we get back to the point." Steve tapped the table with his knuckles and said: "You said the mastermind behind this is Infinite Ultron, and Schiller's robot butler Ultron just happened to disappear. Even I can see this isn't a coincidence."

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Schiller.

"I didn't do this this time! I swear! Infinite Ultron has nothing to do with my butler. They are two completely different robots!"

Not a single person believed what he said.

Schiller took a deep breath and sighed, saying: "Whether you believe it or not, I really don't know Infinite Ultron and have nothing to do with him."

"Alright, my robot butler did go out to do something, but that also has nothing to do with this whole thing. It's other plans."

The disbelieving gazes of the others didn't waver at all.

"Even if it's related, it's just a coincidence. Do you understand coincidence?" Schiller slapped the table hard and said: "It's not like I wanted these two things to collide. Who knew it would be such a coincidence?"

The others still didn't intend to take back their gazes.

"Coincidence is also a type of probability, so I predicted the probability slightly through my newly acquired mathematical calculation skills. Is there a problem? It's not like I knew in advance."

The others narrowed their eyes.

"So what if I knew in advance? Are there few things I knew in advance? If I hadn't been able to foresee it, would our universe be so safe and sound? Do you know how many disasters I helped our universe avoid in advance?"

The others' gazes deepened.

Schiller turned angrily toward the bar counter, clenched his hands into fists and hammered it, then turned back and said: "You have to understand, I am a kind person. I foresaw the disasters of other universes and then provided a little bit of help. This is precisely the manifestation of my harboring justice."

Finally, Stark stretched out a finger and said: "You only need to answer two questions—first, who is having bad luck? Second, who pays the bill?"

"You are full of narrow prejudice against me!" Schiller retorted mercilessly: "I am entirely out of justice and public interest..."

The others turned their gazes to Nick.

"Why look at me?" Nick blocked the lower half of his face with a wine glass and said: "When did I know the whole plan? I'm just a weak and helpless executor."

Immediately, the gaze moved to Thor's face. Thor spread his hands and said: "Don't look at me. I don't know where my brother ran off to either. But if there is a true terminal executor, it must be him."

"Has Stephen also disappeared for a long time?" Seeing Natasha asked, narrowing her eyes.

In an instant, everyone except the "four-fold immoral" gathered together. Stark stretched out a hand, opened five fingers, and said: "If it weren't for them causing this, I would drive my mech to New York's sky and write 'Tony Stark is an idiot'."

Steve immediately understood Stark's determination to bet, so he said: "You can't bet on such an obvious fact. Give us some solid goods, great genius."

"I'll bet first that Schiller's robot butler definitely didn't do anything good." Seeing Natasha said first: "I suspect he is that mysterious Infinite Ultron. This was Schiller's conspiracy from beginning to end."

"But I don't see what benefit he gets from doing this." Stark retorted: "Schiller's plans generally aren't simple destruction. Besides, what's the use of destroying these remote universes? No one will pay for this."

"That's not necessarily true. There are quite a few suckers like you in this universe." Venom spoke: "Say it again, Tony Stark, Schiller cheats people like you."

"There wouldn't be another Stark falling into his trap, would there?" Stark waved his hand forcefully and said: "That's really enough. I pay him 300 million US dollars in consultation fees every quarter!"

"Clearly he wants more." Steve interrupted Stark's complaint and said: "Then I'll bet that Dr. Strange's disappearance isn't an accident either. You said you saw a mysterious energy flickering with purple light. Could that be his masterpiece?"

T'Challa also leaned over and said: "That little prince of Asgard is the most suspicious. Don't forget he's already known as the God of Mischief. The Panther God complains to me every day that he's too dark."

"Those few kids also disappeared." Eddie pointed out: "If you ask me, Helen and Dr. Schiller are cut from the same cloth. I'm talking about that personality of wanting to take a bite of everything."

"Come on, can you guess specifically." Stark said impatiently: "What you said isn't also an obvious fact? Motivation, method, harvest, at least one must be guessed right to count."

"I'll guess the motivation." Seeing Natasha took the initiative again and chose the simplest one. She said: "Let a certain villain in a universe have bad luck, and by the way, harvest the resources of their universe."

"Same as not guessing." Stark said disdainfully: "I'll guess the hardest one. Schiller should have sent Ultron to get the Infinity Stones, then disguised himself as a villain to deceive other villains, so that they would follow along to execute a stupid plan of throwing themselves into the net, so he could wipe them all out and harvest their resources."

"Aren't you also the same as not guessing?" Venom bared his teeth and said unhappily: "Maybe Schiller feels your consultation fee is too low and is preparing to find another rich guy."

"Don't talk nonsense, Venom." Eddie hurriedly stopped Venom, revealed an embarrassed smile at Stark, and then said: "I can provide you with a clue. Before getting on the ship, Schiller asked me to bring good photographic equipment."

"Oh, I know!" Steve said: "When we watched a documentary together a few days ago, I heard the doctor complain that the actual combat scenes were boring. He wouldn't be provoking a space war just to film actual combat scenes, would he?"

"You really don't say." Seeing Natasha snapped her fingers and said: "Sounds like Schiller's style. Go, Venom, eat the camera."

"Why don't you go? Bad woman!"

"Don't change the subject." Stark rolled his eyes and said: "This is definitely one of his purposes, but it's definitely not the main purpose. Filming a movie doesn't need such a big fuss."

"I think none of you listened carefully to Dr. Schiller." T'Challa said very calmly: "He said he was going to save the universe. Could it be that a certain universe suffered a disaster, and he was actually trying to save it?"

Almost everyone rolled their eyes at him, even Steve looked disapproving. They immediately rejected the possibility T'Challa proposed, feeling that it was more in line with Schiller's character to provoke a war between several universes just to film a movie.

While the discussion was heated here, Schiller and Nick clinked glasses at the bar counter and revealed a mysterious smile.

"To be honest, I also want to know who the client is." Nick leaned his elbows on the bar counter, leaned his body forward, and asked: "I really can't think of anyone who can pay such a high price to hire you to save the universe."

Schiller twitched one corner of his mouth, put the cup to his lips, and said: "Maybe it's another rich guy?"

On the other side, the two Spider-Men took Hope from another universe to the universe where Dr. Pym had turned black and carried out the assassination.

At this time, Hank Pym was still locked in S. H. I. E. L. D.'s prison because he refused to cooperate, and Nick had no way.

However, he had already woken up, but he couldn't let go of his daughter's death, so he didn't want to cooperate with Nick, the enemy who killed his daughter and hid the news of her death, no matter what. And Nick couldn't force him because he felt guilty.

The two were deadlocked like this until Hope appeared again. She almost ran and threw herself into her father's arms, unable to suppress the sadness of watching her father fall into the quantum realm, and burst into tears.

There was no father in this world who could watch his daughter cry and remain indifferent. Although Dr. Pym still suspected this was Nick's conspiracy, the daughter in front of him was too real.

He closed his eyes painfully, patted Hope's back soothingly. The two Spider-Men and Nick all left the room, leaving space for the father and daughter alone. Taking this time, Spider-Man also told Nick about the disaster encountered in other universes.

"We don't think this is a coincidence." Spider-Man first threw out his own view and said: "In any case, it's too outrageous for two universes to be infected with the same zombie virus."

Nick inferred: "I don't think simply spreading the zombie virus to cause destruction has any significance for the mastermind. He must have his reasons for doing this. Beyond destruction, it can definitely bring him benefits. So the problem you have to study now is what exactly is the use of his poisoning."

Spider-Man from the zombie universe thought for a while and said: "We are planning to study the essence of the zombie virus, but this is a bit difficult. Although it's called a virus, in fact, it's more like an extremely tiny factor. There's no way to observe it using the method of observing ordinary viruses."

And Spider-Man suddenly realized and said: "We can use Pym particles, let Dr. Pym, who uses Pym particles to shrink, observe the state of the virus. This can solve the problem of having something from nothing for us."

Nick thought for a while and said: "Undoubtedly, Hank's mastery of Pym particles is much stronger than Hope's. I'm not sure he's willing to cooperate, but I can go help you ask."

Nick entered the room. After a while, the three walked out together. Hope wiped away her tears and said: "My father is willing to help. After all, if it weren't for the zombie virus, I wouldn't have lost my home and my friends..."

"And you almost lost your life too." Pym glared at Nick and said: "No one is worth your sacrifice, Hope. That's not what a child should do. No one will remember your contribution."

Nick turned his head away helplessly, but Pym still followed the two Spider-Men back to the universe where Hope was, because the captured zombie samples there hadn't been cured with the atmosphere, and were the best observation objects.

Pym's control of Pym particles was indeed superb. He didn't make any preparations, and after shrinking, he entered the zombie sample directly.

Soon, Pym's puzzled voice came from the communicator.

"This is a bit shocking, I'm serious."

"What exactly is going on? What exactly is the zombie virus?" Spider-Man asked anxiously.

"Zombie virus... no, this isn't a virus."

"Then what is it?"

Pym, standing in the cell, frowned and stared at the thing in front of him. It was a particle smaller than a molecule, but it didn't have any biological structure. Standing from a microscopic perspective, it was a robot with a mechanical structure.

"This is... a nano-computing module."