Chapter 3392

Just as Schiller and Danny were talking, Strange walked out. Schiller turned his head and saw him wearing the attire of Doctor Strange, and probably understood what was going on.

"You guys talk first." Schiller said, "I was entrusted by the Director of S. H. I. E. L. D. to check the operation of the Sanctum Sanctorum, don't mind me."

After saying this, he walked to the back of the lobby to wait for the elevator, while Strange took Danny upstairs from the stairs on the other side.

A few years passed, and the structure of the Sanctum Sanctorum had undergone some changes; although it still looked very much like a bank, the functions of many rooms inside had become different.

Schiller found someone in the office area on the second floor to lead the way for him. Fortunately, the office staff here basically hadn't changed much and all recognized Schiller. A woman with a work badge walked over.

"Long time no see, Doctor. How have you been lately?"

"Not bad, ma'am. Can you take me to Doctor Strange's office?"

"Of course, this way please."

On the way to Doctor Strange's office, Schiller listened to the woman describe the development of the Sanctum Sanctorum over the years. In general, there was no development, and they were still doing the same things.

However, there had been some changes recently. Because the cosmic situation had changed drastically, some magic races were also involved, and many came to the Sanctum Sanctorum for help. Strange had plans to open a branch in the Andromeda Galaxy. Probably only such a big event could make him take leave for several days without performing surgery.

Between laughter and talk, they came to the corridor where Doctor Strange's office was located. As soon as they stepped into the corridor, it had completely changed its appearance, no longer a modern-style office, but had become a bit ancient, more like a part of Kamar-Taj.

"How come Stephen's aesthetics are so similar to that old antique Pride." Schiller looked at the decoration here while shaking his head and sighing.

Mysterious patterns were carved on the dark red carpet, the obsidian ceiling was matched with golden chandeliers, and the candlelight was flickering. Schiller walked to the door and saw that a glowing magic gem was embedded on the wooden door handle.

"How could I forget, the Sorcerer Supreme is even richer than Pride. This time he's really showing off."

Although Schiller walked to the door, he didn't push the door to enter, but stood at the door, listening to the movement inside. Since he could hear it, it was naturally tacitly approved by Strange.

"I understand you very well, Danny. But rules are rules. If I make an exception for you, then no one will follow the rules. If you really hope to form a supernatural group, then first find enough manpower, pull enough investment, and then write down your goals clearly..."

"Yes, I know. You and your brother might have had some disagreements, but the conflict isn't serious enough to be solved by a superhero organization. If you really think so, asking the Avengers for help isn't impossible..."

"Alright. If this is the case, I can't stop you either. But I must remind you that once any problem occurs in this organization under your leadership, you must be responsible."

Hearing that Strange's tone was a bit cold, Schiller knocked on the door at the right time. Hearing the response inside, Schiller walked in.

"So you guys are still talking." Schiller pretended to be a bit surprised and said, then he took out a document and put it on the table, saying: "Regarding the management of the Sanctum Sanctorum, I need to talk to you, Doctor. When do you have time?"

"Now." Strange's intention to see guests off couldn't be more obvious, but Danny seemed to have a lot more to say.

At this time, Schiller opened his mouth and said: "Have you encountered any trouble, Mr. Danny? Why not ask S. H. I. E. L. D. for help?"

"Fury said this matter isn't managed by him!" Danny raised his voice and said, "But this is really important. Johnny has been working for that devil, and it's getting worse lately. We must take precautions against this..."

"Is this your meaning? Or the one inside you..." Schiller dragged out a long tone, then said, "I will help you persuade Nick. You can also try to contact the Avengers. If you really encounter any difficulties, everyone will help you."

Schiller comforted Danny as much as possible, then sent him away. He sat down opposite Strange, seeing Strange rubbing his eyebrows while lighting incense to calm his mind.

Schiller looked at Strange's office and said: "When did you change the Sanctum Sanctorum into this?"

"A long time ago, rare guest." Strange said unhappily, "I need some things to reflect my identity as the Sorcerer Supreme, to block the mouths of those who ask questions as soon as they come in."

Schiller looked at the decoration of the office, thinking to himself, sure enough, a person's aesthetics are not so easy to change. Now the office of the Sanctum Sanctorum looks very much like the Sanctum Sanctorum in the comics, with a strong magical atmosphere.

However, considering that the Sorcerer Supreme Strange has a relatively strong social attribute, it wouldn't be appropriate to really make it look like a bank manager's office. Schiller didn't say anything, but shared the decoration plan of the sanatorium with him with some excitement, hoping that magic could play a certain role in the decoration process.

Strange was worried and listened absent-mindedly, so Schiller had to ask: "What's wrong? Did that kid named Danny really cause you such big trouble?"

"The problem is that he hasn't caused trouble yet, so I'm guessing how much trouble he can cause me."

"Alright. For the sake of your good performance in the last game, I won't charge you a consultation fee. What exactly is going on?"

"Is there a disease in psychology called persecutory delusion?"

"That's not a disease, but a symptom." Schiller said, "Many psychological problems caused by emotions may be complicated by this symptom, such as anxiety disorder. This symptom also often occurs simultaneously with symptoms such as obsessive-compulsive disorder. Why bring this up suddenly?"

"I suspect this Danny has anxiety disorder." Strange said, "His persecutory delusion symptom is too serious."

"What's wrong with him?"

"You should know about Johnny working for Mephisto, right?"

Schiller nodded. Although Mephisto had many apostles, the one he used most smoothly was the Ghost Rider. Although the Ghost Rider couldn't be completely considered his contractor, among all the agents of magic gods, he was the most stylish one. Mephisto valued this point and basically looked for the Ghost Rider for anything.

"Johnny himself doesn't reject it." Strange stood up from behind the desk and began to pace in front of the window, saying, "The Spirit of Vengeance Zarathos attached to him is very violent, and exercising the duties of the Ghost Rider, which is vengeance and judgment, will make him more active and powerful."

"Johnny doesn't like being overwhelmed by thoughts of vengeance, nor does he want to be controlled by Zarathos, so he tries his best to avoid walking on the street and judging anyone at will. S. H. I. E. L. D., the Avengers, and the New York Temple also don't want him to do this, because it will cause huge panic."

"Although the jobs Mephisto assigns him are boring and trivial, and always make him work overtime, for the sake of work efficiency, he also doesn't want Johnny to spend all his time on judgment, so he will help Johnny suppress Zarathos."

"What is the background of this Zarathos?" Schiller asked. He had some impressions of this, but didn't remember the specific details.

"A demon who wants to rule the world." Strange turned the pen in his hand and said, "He is the enemy of the Spirit of Vengeance, defeated by Mephisto's conspiracy, and finally put into Johnny's body under the control of Mephisto and Zadkiel."

Strange sighed and said: "Mephisto is the source of all Johnny's tragedies, and also the culprit of the Kale family's tragedies. Danny is clear about this, so he can't understand why his brother wants to work for this cunning and cruel devil."

"He feels he should resist Mephisto?"

"That's right. He wants to cut off the connection between Mephisto and the Kale family and end this curse that has been passed down for many years. What he hates most is Johnny working for Mephisto, because this might strengthen this devil."

"He came to you for this too?"

Strange nodded, and worried emotions flowed from his eyes, saying: "I admit, any cooperation with Mephisto is like asking a tiger for its skin. Opposing and limiting this devil is the correct choice. Danny's view is not wrong."

"However, he thinks of everything too simply. He thinks that as long as he builds a superhero team like the Avengers, he can completely defeat Mephisto and let him and his family get rid of the curse forever."

Schiller thought for a while and said: "He seems to care very much about the curse."

"This is what I said he suffers from persecutory delusion. Although his family did suffer from a curse, his situation is much better than his brother's. Because the one attached to him is actually the ancestor of the Kale family, Noble Kale, and he is a true righteous man. It was because of his justice and self-sacrifice that he was saved from Mephisto by the angel Uriel."

"Ancestor Kale's temper is not that violent at all. He has the ability to distinguish good from evil and can judge true sinners. If Danny doesn't oppose him, then he can completely assume part of S. H. I. E. L. D.'s duties and judge those sinners that the law cannot judge."

"But because he has been entangled in the curse, he has never been able to accept his identity as a judge from the bottom of his heart, thinking all day that his brother was harmed by Mephisto, his sister was harmed by Mephisto, and everyone is going to be harmed by Mephisto."

"His worry is not unreasonable, because Mephisto really will do this. He is always good at attacking family members." Schiller said, "Have you tried to persuade him?"

"I tried many times, but his paranoia has reached a somewhat pathological level. That's why I suspect he might have mental problems. What do you think, Doctor?"

"God, don't call me that." Schiller shuddered and said, "I don't think he's sick, his mental state is quite normal. Besides, he just wants to form a superhero team, which isn't a very extreme behavior, right?"

"That's true, but we really can't let him do this." Strange walked to the cabinet beside him, took out a piece of paper, and said, "Look at the members he selected."

Schiller took it and looked; the first thing he saw wasn't a name, but a doctorate title.

"Dr. Morbius..." Schiller read the name lightly, recalled it in his mind, and it should be the vampire Morbius. A biochemical expert, and more importantly, a Nobel Prize winner.

"Dr. Morbius is currently working at the New York Blood Institute." Strange said, "Dr. Connors' healing serum has an effect on his rare blood disease. He no longer suffers from the disease most of the time, but is dedicated to scientific research."

"Currently, his research project is artificial intervention of the X-gene. Simply put, it is to change the traits of the fertilized egg to exclude those X-genes with too low levels, thereby reducing the generation of low-level mutants."

"Currently, significant progress has been made in gene screening work, and the Epsilon-level X-gene can already be labeled, and it is only one step away from accurate removal. He expects to impact the Nobel Prize five years later. Even if his opponent is Dr. Connors, the probability of him winning the prize again is not small."

"God." Schiller covered his face with that list and said, "If Professor and the others knew that Danny wanted such a scientist to raise his fist and fight Mephisto, they would go crazy."

(End of chapter)