Chapter 683: Buzz Buzz Buzz Buzz (Part 1)

In the office of Arkham Hospital, Shiler, who had just arrived at the office, was checking the information registered the day before.

Suddenly, the phone in his pocket rang, making a "buzzing" vibration sound. Shiler picked up the phone and put it to his ear. Opposite was Strange's voice.

"Shiler, Kamar-Taj is short of manpower. Before, a batch of mages and customer service were transferred away to engage in deposit business. Now that the insurance business is launched, there is not enough manpower to go around. Every team leader is complaining to me that they are short of people!"

Strange stretched out his arm and pointed to the side, saying: "Our sales champion this quarter told me that if I don't add more people to him, he would rather go back to prison than work here. The person in charge of the third group just called me. Those people under him don't understand insurance sales at all and were almost cheated by a Demon God..."

"Shiler, do me a favor, hurry up and think of a way. Delaying one day means one day less performance. If the year-end report is too ugly, I will be mocked by Loki!"

Shiler slowly held the phone with one hand and wrote medical records with the other, saying: "Short of people? Go find Nick, don't come to me!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone. He had just put down the phone when the phone rang again. That buzzing ringtone made Shiler frown. He picked up the phone again. Opposite was Nick's voice.

"Shiler, you say, Hydra has developed for so many years, how come there are only these few members? You guess, how many people did they send to me last month? A total of less than 30 agents were sent!"

Nick folded his hands together and clapped, saying: "The United Nations has set up a solar system development plan monitoring group, a monitoring group of 22 people. I have to send at least 10 agents in, right?"

"My base was broken by you before and needs repair. The Helicarrier also needs maintenance. The entire maintenance team needs at least 30 people!"

"We have launched comprehensive cooperation with Kamar-Taj. The agents who connect with the mages also need at least 10 people."

"More importantly, if there are no 300 active agents, how can I apply to Congress for a 30,000-person salary increase plan?"

"The Hydra in the entire Americas region adds up to only 100 left. Even if I become the person in charge, I can send at most 90 to S. H. I. E. L. D. So what about the remaining vacancies??"

Before Shiler could answer, he heard Nick say on the other side: "I heard Strange say that you are a German. Isn't this just right? You go back to Germany, inherit the will of the little mustache, and take over all the legacy of Hydra. At least you can get 500 people who can work, right?"

Shiler took a deep breath and said: "Don't call me again!"

After saying that, he slapped the phone hard on the table, then took out a pen, opened the pen cap, blew on the pen tip, straightened his body, and prepared to start writing.

Suddenly, a "buzzing" sound came from the side again. Shiler turned his head sharply and looked at the phone that was ringing.

He took a deep breath, "slapped" the pen on the table, then picked up the phone and said: "No matter who you are, as long as you know me, you should know that I hate receiving multiple calls in one day. Don't call me again!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

About two minutes later, with a "bang," the glass behind him shattered. Iron Man in a steel suit flew in, crossed his arms and said to Shiler: "I've heard Peter say that you are unwilling to answer the phone, but I didn't expect your symptoms to be so serious..."

Shiler glanced at the shattered floor-to-ceiling glass and turned to look at Stark: "What's the matter?"

"Peter hasn't been feeling well lately..."

Stark recalled what happened last night.

Last night, Loki called him, saying that Frigga was very worried about Helen and wanted Helen to stay in Asgard for a few days. From the descriptions of the two brothers Thor and Loki, Stark knew that Frigga was a very competent mother, at least much better than Odin.

Stark also knew that Helen would cause the electricity stealing incident, in fact, because he and Pepper had been relatively busy recently and didn't care enough about Helen.

However, the solar system development plan was in full swing, and they really couldn't spare their hands. Since that was the case, letting Helen stay with Frigga for a few days was not impossible.

But recently, Helen always played with Pikachu, and Pikachu was always with Peter. So, Stark called Peter, wanting him to send Helen to the Sanctum Sanctorum.

Stark picked up the phone and dialed, calling Peter. However, a few busy tones rang on the phone, and Peter didn't answer the phone.

Stark lowered his head and glanced at his watch. It was now ten o'clock and a few minutes in the evening. It was indeed not working hours. But for a young man like Peter, he probably just opened the game console, picked up the controller, and was ready to fight a few rounds.

Moreover, Peter has a Spider-Sense. Before the phone rang, he could feel it and would immediately guard the phone. Stark had called him so many times, and there was never a time when it wasn't answered in seconds. And this time, he actually didn't answer the phone?

Stark frowned. He dialed again. After two busy tones, the phone was finally answered, but a strange female voice came from the other side, saying: "Hello, this is the Parker family. Who are you looking for?"

"Um, hello..."

"You should be Peter's friend, right? I'm his aunt. He's asleep now. I'm sorry he can't answer the phone. If you have anything, call him tomorrow morning."

Stark's brows frowned deeper. He asked: "Peter is asleep? This is not consistent with his usual schedule. How come he slept so early today?"

Stark knew that when Peter lived at home, even if he didn't play games, he would have to sleep at 11 PM at the earliest. He didn't need such a long sleep time. For Peter, 4 hours of sleep was enough to get sufficient rest.

"He hasn't been feeling well lately." Aunt May's tone contained a trace of worry. She said: "Last night, he didn't sleep all night. The night before, he seemed to be talking in his sleep, so he has been resting relatively early recently."

Stark still wanted to ask, but considering that Peter's elder also needed to rest, he finally hung up the phone.

The next day at noon, at the gate of New York University, a pitch-black car stopped on the street at the school gate. Because the exterior was pitch black and not high-profile, it didn't attract much attention.

When Peter walked out of the school gate, he was carrying a school bag in one hand and rubbing his eyes with the other, looking somewhat sleepy.

Suddenly, he was dazzled by the headlights. He frowned, somewhat dissatisfied, and looked over, wanting to find out who was flashing the high beams in broad daylight. But when he turned his head, he saw Stark wearing sunglasses in the driver's seat.

Peter widened his eyes and walked over. After opening the car door, he sat in the passenger seat, turned to look at Stark and said: "Why are you here? Does the Avengers have any activities?"

Jarvis started the car. Stark said while driving: "Daily activities are still the same, punishing Hydra and so on. By the way, Peter, how long has it been since you had a physical examination?"

"Physical examination? I remember the last physical examination was scheduled by Dr. Shiler. Our whole family went to the Presbyterian Hospital. Uncle Ben also found a shadow in his chest, but fortunately, there was no danger, just ordinary inflammation."

"That must have been a year... almost two years ago, right?" Stark pushed his sunglasses and said: "You must have a physical examination on time every year to ensure your physical health. I think these things shouldn't need me to tell you."

"Uh, indeed..." Peter revealed an embarrassed expression. He said: "I talked about this with my classmates two days ago. Their whole family goes for a physical examination every year, but our family doesn't have this tradition."

Peter shrugged his shoulders, revealed a bitter smile and said: "The company Uncle Ben works for doesn't provide regular physical examinations, and the physical examination fees in major hospitals in New York are very expensive. The insurance we bought doesn't include these fees, and some hospitals can't make an appointment even if they want to..."

"It doesn't matter. Now you belong to the Avengers, which is a subordinate organization of S. H. I. E. L. D. They will provide you with a comprehensive physical examination. In addition, you can also apply for medical insurance for your family, and Nick will approve it."

"Really?" Peter widened his eyes and said: "But I heard Natasha say that their insurance benchmark has been lowered twice."

"That's still much better than the insurance you have now." Stark said while driving. Peter nodded and didn't object, and then he asked: "Then what are we going to do now?"

"Take you for a physical examination." Stark parked the car in the underground garage of Stark Tower and said while opening the car door: "You absorbed those faith powers and produced a hyper state. After that, you haven't checked your body thoroughly. We must ensure that those energies haven't had a bad effect on you."

Peter nodded understandingly. He actually never quite understood what the faith power was for. He wasn't very interested in certain things on the mystical side, far less enthusiastic than his research on the solar system.

After entering Stark Tower, Jarvis arranged a physical examination for Peter. After various routine data were displayed, Stark shook his head, took out his phone and called Shiler, saying:

"Peter's physiological condition is fine, but there is a slight abnormality in the brain readings. I guess it should be a mental or psychological problem again. I'll leave it to you."

After a while, Stark walked out and said: "Peter, I asked for leave for your afternoon class. You have to go to Dr. Shiler's place."

"Late yesterday, I called your home. Your aunt told me that you haven't been feeling well lately, always resting very early, and your brain readings are indeed abnormal. It's not a big problem, but it's best to see a doctor."

Peter looked at his body data and frowned. Connors and Yin Sen, who were doing experiments with him in the laboratory, both had medical doctorates, so he also learned some medical knowledge. In the physical examination Jarvis arranged for him, his brain wave data was detected. The data showed that his brain waves were abnormal during sleep.

Peter thought it was the influence of that kind of faith power. Because he didn't know what kind of power it was, he followed Stark's suggestion and came to Arkham Sanatorium.

There, Shiler, Strange, and Charles were already waiting for him. It could be said that with this medical lineup, there was no psychological problem in the world that couldn't be solved.

Strange first used magic to determine the state of Peter's soul and said: "Absolutely no problem. His soul state is very healthy and normal. He has already gotten rid of that hyper state. Part of the faith power is stored in the symbiote in his body, and the other part has been absorbed by his soul, which will not have additional effects."

Professor Charles also activated his ability, checked his brain waves, and then said: "There is indeed a slight abnormality, but it can't be considered a disease. It's probably fatigue brought about by not resting well. Sometimes, the brain waves of beasts staying up late to do experiments are also in this state. Child, have you been staying up late again recently?"

Peter shook his head and said: "No, not at all. I've been sleeping very early recently."

"How is your sleep quality?" Shiler asked.

"Not very good." Peter pursed his lips and said: "I don't know why, but I've been having trouble falling asleep recently, and I always have dreams after falling asleep, but after waking up, I can't remember anything."

"In the past, I would be full of energy after sleeping for three or four hours, and even if I didn't sleep for a few days, I wouldn't feel particularly tired. But in the past few days, I have to sleep for more than 6 hours, and I still feel sleepy." Peter sighed and said: "Is it because college life is too tiring? But those knowledge are clearly very simple? I didn't spend much effort to understand and remember them."

Peter's expression was indeed a bit tired. The way he was always full of energy in the past had left a deep impression in everyone's hearts, so when he appeared a bit weak, everyone tightened their nerves.

"Peter, go to bed early tonight, we'll meet in the dream." Shiler said afterward.

Because he had already asked for leave for the afternoon class, Peter went home directly after seeing the doctor. Aunt May cooked delicious food for him, but he had no appetite. After returning to his room, he fell asleep.

Pikachu drilled out of his school bag. He saw Peter sleeping with his brows tightly frowned, and he was still muttering to himself. In the past, they often slept together, but Pikachu didn't know that Peter had the habit of talking in his sleep.

Looking into Peter's tightly frowned brows, in the consciousness space, in a room exactly the same as his bedroom, Shiler stood in the center of the room.

At this time, a faint sound surrounded the room. Shiler concentrated on listening, but the sound disappeared again.

Shiler held the doorknob, opened the door, and outside was darkness. It seemed that this room was Peter's consciousness world.

Shiler knew that the buildings in the consciousness world are not the bigger the better. It doesn't mean that the more magnificent the buildings here, the stronger the person's mental strength, but it depends on the firmness and degree of detail.

In Peter's consciousness world, this small room he had always lived in was very firm, and the content was also very rich, possessing memories of his growth from childhood to adulthood. This is very healthy.

Shiler turned around in the room several times, but he just couldn't find the source of the sound. He listened here carefully for a long time before discovering that it seemed to be a special tremor, but there was nothing in this room that could make this sound.

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Obviously, this kind of sound was the culprit for Peter not being able to sleep well. Although Shiler didn't find the source of this sound, he knew how to treat this problem.

He shouted to the air: "Professor Charles, block all

Charles, who was paying attention to this place, also discovered the anomaly here, but he could not find the source of that voice either. Therefore, he nodded and used his innate ability to directly interfere with Peter's consciousness space, shielding all the sounds.

And Pikachu, who was in the real world, saw that Peter's brow finally relaxed. He shifted his sleeping position, finally no longer so tense, and gradually sank into dreamland.

Shiler had originally intended to stay up all night to study where that kind of sound came from, but it was already 9:00 PM, which was past his bedtime.

So, he planned to go to sleep first and wait until tomorrow morning to ask Peter if he had any abnormalities after seeing him.

Shiler had always lived in the Arkham Asylum, where there was a quite nice bedroom on the top floor. After Shiler changed into his pajamas, he lay down on the bed and then gradually sank into dreamland.

But just as he arrived in his Palace of Thought, he heard a familiar sound, a continuous tremor coming through.

Instantly, Shiler woke up. He sat up from the bed and said with some confusion: "What was that just now?"

"It is Spider-Sense," the Gray Fog said very firmly.

Shiler was stunned for a moment, then asked: "What did you say? That sound just now was Spider-Sense? But before..."

"It is just a weaker Spider-Sense," the Gray Fog replied: "The reaction is weaker, but it lasts longer."

Shiler certainly hadn't forgotten that he also possessed Spider-Sense, but it was not as strong as Peter's and lacked the prophetic function.

Shiler lay back on the bed again, his consciousness sinking into the Palace of Thought. He discovered that the sound was indeed weaker than what he had heard at Peter's.

And here, when he focused his mind to listen, he could tell that it sounded like the sound of a string being plucked.

"Da, da, da," accompanied by a slight "humming" sound, which made Shiler think of the sound a spider web makes when plucked, and at the same time, it reminded him of an annoying cell phone vibration.

Shiler closed his eyes, trying hard to concentrate, letting the Gray Fog control his body to breathe and beat in rhythm with that sound, and then began to meditate on the scene of a spider web in his mind.

Soon, amidst that rhythmic sound, he heard a faint female voice:

"Spider-Man... Spider-Man... wake up, this universe needs you, come quickly, come to me..."

Shiler discovered that once his breathing and heartbeat rhythm couldn't keep up, or he didn't concentrate, the sound would immediately disappear.

And when he adjusted his state to the best, at that moment, he found that he seemed to be able to communicate with the other party, so he said:

"Who are you?"

"Totem... follow the power of the totem... come to me..."

"Totem? What is a totem?" Shiler asked, knowing the answer.

"Spider totem, the magical power existing within your body. Close your eyes, concentrate, and you will see a spider silk leading here... follow the spider silk, we have been waiting for you for a long time..." The tone of that female voice was always ethereal and void, always intermittent, yet it seemed to be everywhere.

Shiler sneered twice, then said:

"Stop calling me!"

After speaking, he directly disconnected, then lay back on the bed, turned over, and prepared to sleep.

But when he was about to sink into dreamland again, the "da-da-da" and "hum-hum-hum" sounds rang out again.

"Come here... we are waiting for you... Spider-Man..."

Shiler woke up instantly. He looked up at the clock hanging on the wall; the time was 9:20 PM, and this was the sixth call he had received today.

Shiler sat up from the bed, then took a deep breath and said in a low voice:

"You wait, I'm coming right now."