Chapter 3395

"Knock, knock, knock." Schiller knocked on the door.

As soon as he pushed the door and entered, he stared at Stark.

"Whoosh," a pillow flew past Schiller's ear. Schiller rolled his eyes, picked up the pillow, and said: "What are you going crazy for? We agreed at the beginning, 80 coins, no bargaining. You want to renege on it now, isn't it too late?"

"What kind of mess is this!" Stark hammered the table and said, "Another you killed me directly, causing me to fail the task. You bastard!"

Schiller opened his mouth, used all his strength to press down the corners of his mouth that wanted to rise, and made an apologetic expression.

"So the task failed." Schiller coughed twice, put his fingertips together, and said, "You should know that I can't control their actions either..."

"But you should at least have warned us how dangerous they are!" Stark bared his teeth and said, "He even wanted to tear the reactor on my chest directly. If I hadn't retreated quickly, I would have died of pain on the spot!"

"I warned you." Schiller frowned and said, "What did I say before I left? Don't trust any me, and don't turn your back on anyone. You didn't follow even one of them, did you?!"

Stark opened his mouth and said: "That's called a warning?"

"And I told you long ago that the thing embedded in your chest is completely unreliable. Besides giving you an extra weakness, it has no effect at all. And you kept it just to see the shocked expressions of Iron Men from other universes; it's simply self-inflicted!"

"Aren't you blaming the victim?!" Stark was shocked and said, "Even if you can't control the actions of your other personality traits, you should at least tell us enough information..."

"I told you." Schiller emphasized again, "Don't trust them, and don't turn your back on them. Why do you think I know more about them than you do?"

Stark was even more surprised and said: "But they are all Schiller."

"Iron Men from other universes are also Iron Men. Do you dare to say how much you know about the Mechanical Overlord?"

Stark was speechless. After a while, he turned his head and said: "I thought you did it on purpose."

"What?"

"You would want the other you to win. Would you?"

Schiller looked at him helplessly and said: "Then would you want the other you to win? The price is killing me?"

"Of course not!" Stark raised his voice and said, "What do their wins or losses have to do with me? But you are my friend... you are different. At least you have known each other for a longer time."

"Then why is your relationship with your father bad?"

Stark choked again.

Schiller sighed and said: "I completely understand the fear brought by sudden death and the resentment generated by game failure. I can't say I didn't anticipate this result at all. But this is definitely not what I expected."

"Even if I expected you to fail, it would definitely not be because I wanted others to succeed more, but just because I wanted to see you have bad luck. My attitude toward all my friends will not depend on others, or another me."

"I didn't tell you the information about the other me you met, not because I was biased and wanted him to win and you to lose. It's just that I already told you the most critical part, and I don't know much about the rest."

"If you use your world's greatest genius brain to think a little bit, you will know that I have no motive to hide information at all. Because we play different roles in the game. The role's position is our final position. Letting reality positions affect your game position will lead to game failure. I would never make such a stupid choice."

"Regardless of who you two are, if you are my enemy in the game, I will kill you; if you are my ally in the game, I will try my best to provide help. This is the correct way to win the game."

"Then what if one day I play your enemy's role?" Stark stared and asked, "Will you choose to tear the reactor on my chest out?"

Schiller was very helpless. Stark was a typical high-demand friend who needed to confirm his status in your heart at all times, and was also very childish. In his eyes, the world was a big "If you want to play with me, you are not allowed to play with him."

"I won't do that, Tony." Schiller said, "And I won't do that to any Iron Man either."

"Why?"

"Because that's a very cruel thing." Schiller didn't seem to understand why he asked this, and said, "For the sake of victory, I need to defeat you, and maybe I need to kill you. But no matter for what, I have no need to use cruel means to torture you. This won't bring me any benefits, why would I do that?"

"Really?" Stark was skeptical.

"You have already dealt with quite a few other me's. Didn't you find that I am far less cruel than them, and not as cold and heartless as them?"

Schiller admitted that he was a bit gilding his own face, and had some suspicion of praising one and stepping on another. But who cares, who hasn't told lies to coax people? Get yourself out of it first.

Stark turned his head to look at him, turned his eyeballs back, but soon turned around and said: "You were one person before... I mean, when you hadn't split yet, which side was dominant?"

Schiller was stunned by his question and said: "... When you hadn't split yet?"

"I mean, if you had never split, what kind of person would you be? Would you be more like you or more like them?"

"You are like a philosopher." Schiller said, "I don't think there's any point in presupposing things that won't happen."

"I'm just a bit curious." Stark said, "Is there such a possibility?"

Schiller shook his head and said: "That happened when I was very young..."

Before Schiller finished speaking, Stark said: "Then what if you had a different growth environment? For example, a normal family. What would you become?"

"I'm afraid there wouldn't be any changes." Schiller thought for a while and said, "My mental problems are innate, not something that can be corrected by external forces. When I was very young, my living environment wasn't as bad as you thought, it was actually quite good. But in the end, it still became like this."

Stark was silent for a few seconds, then opened his mouth and said: "So this is inevitable?"

"I think so." Schiller nodded, and then he laughed and said, "I don't feel painful because of this, so there's no need for treatment. You wouldn't still be thinking..."

"I have another worry." Stark pointed to his temple and said, "One day when you appear in front of me, you will no longer be you."

"What do you mean?"

"You suddenly disappeared."

"Why would I suddenly disappear?"

"Because you are just a fragment." Stark looked into Schiller's eyes and said, "Can you be called a complete soul? I don't know. If it's not complete, can it exist forever?"

"Or like some diseases, suddenly it heals itself. And for me, it's that my friend suddenly disappeared."

"You are becoming anxious again, Tony." Schiller frowned lightly and said, "I am not a parasite living on someone, I won't disappear because of the immune system or drugs."

"Then what if someone kills you?"

"Are you worried that other personality traits will kill me?" Schiller looked at him helplessly and said, "What's the benefit of this?"

"They can control the body and then go do those cruel things they like."

"Do you think I am the superhero among Schillers?"

Stark became completely bewildered. Clearly, Schiller's complex situation was completely beyond his understanding.

"In your understanding, we have a society. Each personality trait performs its own duties, some are responsible for being superheroes, some are responsible for being supervillains. The two sides are always in confrontation, and sooner or later one side will eliminate the other."

"But actually it's not. There is no such society. We won't confront each other, let alone eliminate each other..."

"Has any personality trait disappeared?"

Schiller was silent.

"So there is. Why is that?"

"Because that wasn't completely our personality trait to begin with." Schiller said, "That's Joker. And he didn't completely disappear, he just merged with another personality trait."

"Will you merge with others too?"

"I won't." Schiller denied it again and said, "Because this makes no sense."

"Then why was that disappeared personality trait merged?"

Schiller found that Stark had fallen into a strange circle. That was that he couldn't understand the way he existed, so he used the social structure in his cognition to put it on himself.

In the human society he knew, people would be killed, so he felt that personality traits might be killed. In the human society he knew, there was good and evil, so Schiller's personality traits had camps.

And in human society, as long as something has happened, it is possible to happen again. So he felt that if a personality trait had disappeared, sooner or later he would disappear too.

Schiller tried hard to think about how to explain it to him. He tried for a long time, felt it was unsolvable, and it was better to make up lies.

"Alright, perhaps one day we will merge." Schiller said, "All the personality traits of me you have seen will merge together and become a complete Schiller."

"And then?"

"There is no then. We won't dig your reactor out; that thing is garbage to us."

Stark seemed to have learned to be smart, didn't change the subject at all, just turned around worriedly and said: "Maybe one day you really merged, but as long as you still keep your original appearance, none of us can know."

"As long as I still keep my original appearance, doesn't that mean I haven't changed?"

"No, it's completely different."

Schiller really couldn't help rubbing his eyebrows, really couldn't help saying: "Who is the mental patient between us?... Tony, Tony!"

Stark suddenly came back to his senses, as if nothing had happened, turned to look at Schiller and said: "What did you come to find me for?"

"Don't change the subject, Tony." Schiller had to make it clear with him today, and said, "If one day we merge, but the Schiller after merging still has the same memories and treats you in the same way, what's wrong with that?"

"Of course it's wrong!" Stark said somewhat irritably, "That would be equivalent to you dying, isn't it?"

"No!" Schiller also raised his voice and said, "We were one person to begin with. Didn't you consider when you tried to cure my autism that if I were cured, I would be like an ordinary person, with only one independent personality?"

Stark fell into bewilderment again.

(End of chapter)