Chapter 717

Peter jumped back instantly, only to find that his spider-sense hadn't gone off. He turned his head left and right, but didn't see Schiller's figure. So who was Stark talking about?

"Peter, you came just in time, catch him quickly!"

"What? Who? Where?" Peter, who had just landed, looked around the environment with a confused face.

This was the laboratory in Stark Tower, but at this moment, the situation inside the laboratory would drive any researcher crazy. All the bookshelves and filing cabinets had fallen over, the laboratory benches were dismantled, and there were bite marks from some unknown creature on the chair legs.

Peter looked up, and then saw Stark stretch out his hand and fire a "boom" shot at his own floor. Peter opened his mouth wide in shock and said: "Mr. Stark! What are you doing? This is a newly replaced floor, Ms. Pepper will be angry!"

"I'm catching someone! Can't you see?" Stark said somewhat exasperatedly: "Help me catch him quickly!"

"Person? Where is the person? I don't see anyone?!" Peter was still standing in place, confused. He suspected that he was hallucinating. There were clearly only him and Stark in the entire laboratory.

Just at this moment, Peter's spider-sense moved slightly. This level of sensing meant there was no fatal danger. Peter just moved a step to the side, and then felt a pain in the back of his head.

"Oh!" Peter yelled.

He touched the back of his head and looked at the place where the unknown attack flew from, but there was nothing there.

"Oh!" Peter yelled again. He felt a pain in his shoulder, and then he turned to look at the direction his shoulder was facing. A piece of the laboratory bench moved. Peter shuddered, jumped back, and stammered: "Wait... wait a minute, could it be bugs?!"

"Oh! Oh! Oh! It hurts!" Suddenly, Peter jumped up on the spot as if he had been electrocuted. His shoulders, calves, ankles, and back were all hit by many unknown objects.

Peter jumped up and down, scratched his ears and cheeks, reached out his hand to defend his back, and then he touched an unknown object stuck to his suit. He reached out, pulled the thing off hard, and then discovered it was a plastic flying arrow only one finger-joint long.

Peter held the flying arrow with his thumb and index finger and put it in front of his eyes. Because the thing was too small, observing this flying arrow carefully made Peter cross-eyed.

But just at this moment, an imperceptible sound rang out, and Peter started yelling and jumping again, dancing a tap dance on the spot.

Stark, on the other hand, floated in the air, hugging his arms, staring at Peter with narrowed eyes.

But Peter also had suffering he couldn't speak of. The reaction of the spider-sense was really too weak. He couldn't even judge where the danger was coming from.

That plastic flying arrow hit him, at most it was just a pain. It had no lethality at all, and couldn't even leave a scratch on his new spider-suit.

But just because flies don't bite doesn't mean they aren't annoying. After being hit more than a dozen times, Peter finally couldn't bear it anymore. He stood on the spot, looked up and shouted: "Stop!

!"

Unexpectedly, the other party really stopped. Peter put his hands on his hips, looked around, and then discovered that a drawer of a filing cabinet moved. Peter walked over in big strides.

He reached out, flipped the filing cabinet directly, and then picked up the drawer. Peter saw that inside the drawer, a small person with a cylindrical head was sitting on a plastic toy-like building block dinosaur. At this moment, he was holding a bow and arrow no longer than a finger-joint in his hand, squinting one eye, aiming at Peter.

Before Peter could react, another flying arrow hit him directly on the forehead. Peter yelled "Ow" again, covered his forehead with both hands, and threw the drawer away directly.

There is no need to talk about how strong Spider-Man is. The drawer that was thrown away subconsciously slapped directly on the wall, and the plastic little person inside shattered all over the floor with a "clatter".

Peter widened his eyes, ran up in a hurry, gathered the parts, and then said: "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to, I didn't mean to destroy other people's labor results!"

As he spoke, he tried hard to piece those parts together. Unfortunately, because there were too many laboratory bench fragments scattered on the floor, many parts couldn't be found. The dinosaur was missing a leg, the tail was also missing a small section, and one foot of the building block little person couldn't be found.

The last arm was pinched in Peter's hand. He wanted to install it for the little person, but unexpectedly, he was slapped on the finger by the building block little person. Peter yelled "Ow" in pain, covered his finger, and glared at the little person.

"If you don't know how to piece building blocks, stay away from me!" The building block little person snatched his arm back, installed it on his body in two or three moves, then turned the head that had been installed backwards, looked at Peter and said:

"You are the Spider-Man of this world? You look really ugly. The Spider-Man in our universe has a beautiful cylindrical head. The thing I like most about him is that he is very good at piecing building blocks, and he can also repair places where parts are loose due to wear and tear. I said long ago that he would definitely be a good doctor, but he is not suitable to be a psychologist. This is a delicate job. You, and you guys, are not suitable for this..."

Peter squatted on the ground, staring at the little person, leaned his head over hard, his two compound eyes were one big and one small, revealing a strange expression, and he asked: "Are you Professor Schiller?"

"Ask the obvious, kid." After speaking, the building block Schiller limped away to find the leg of his dinosaur.

Peter stood up, looked at Stark and said: "I guess, this laboratory should have been made like this by him, right?"

Stark landed on the ground, snorted coldly and said: "If it's not him, who else could it be?"

"What the hell is going on? How did he run into the laboratory?"

Stark rolled his eyes, recalling the situation this morning.

Stark actually had the vacuum cleaner ready long ago. Of course, this thing was called "Anti-Schiller Armor" in his weapon catalog, but it was indeed a large vacuum cleaner.

But the problem was that Stark only made the vacuum cleaner and didn't make a storage bin for the vacuum cleaner, or rather, the storage bin he made could only hold one Schiller. If there were more, there would be a risk of him running out. Therefore, Stark returned to the laboratory to temporarily process a few storage bins to put more Schillers.

Now, Stark Tower had been transformed into a very advanced mechanized project. Stark only needed to tell Jarvis, and the assembly line could run at full power. However, the storage bin needed some detailed adjustments and design drawings needed to be changed. Therefore, early this morning, Stark came to the laboratory and started working.

When he was concentrating on drawing the design drawings, he heard a noise coming from the preparation room next door. At first, Stark thought it was Jarvis preparing for an experiment, so he didn't take it to heart.

But later, the noise became louder and louder. Stark felt that his train of thought was a bit disturbed, so he said: "Jarvis, don't be so loud, you disturbed my experiment!"

"Sir, it wasn't me who made the sound." Jarvis replied.

Stark sighed, put down the pen in his hand, and shouted towards the preparation room: "Helen! Helen, come out! Don't play in there! After I finish drawing the design drawings, I'll take you to the nearest amusement park. Isn't that your favorite place to go? Be good, stop messing around!"

After speaking, he started working with his head buried again, but within two minutes, the preparation room rang again. Stark took a deep breath, threw the pen down, walked towards the preparation room while saying: "Helen, if you are so naughty again, I will send you to dance class..."

Stark pushed open the door, only to find that Helen was not inside. The preparation room was empty, there was nothing.

Then, the situation that had just happened to Peter happened to Stark. The difference was that Stark let Jarvis turn on the monitor, and then he discovered that a building block little person riding a dinosaur was rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the preparation room.

"Jarvis, how did he get in?" Stark shouted at the air.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I don't know either. I guess he might have turned into parts and mixed in with some production raw materials." Jarvis said.

Stark sighed, walked forward and wanted to grab the building block dinosaur, but unexpectedly, it jumped flexibly and bit Stark.

Stark pulled his hand back, shook it, and looked at his fingertips. Fortunately, the dinosaur's teeth were plastic. It left only a small dent after biting, and didn't cause any real damage.

Stark put his hands on his hips, looking at the building block little person Schiller. Schiller was also looking at him. Stark read a certain meaning from his expression.

"Do you think I'm going to call the armor over to deal with you? Hmph, my armor is not used for this kind of thing. Stark will let you know what a genius catcher is!"

"Point Guard Here"

Stark, wearing the armor, walked in front of Peter and said to him: "That's how it is. This damn uninvited guest broke into my laboratory and caused me to destroy most of the experimental equipment with missiles!"

Peter squatted down, looking at the building block Schiller at eye level and said: "Fortunately, he is as big as a real building block toy. If he were as big as a real human, it would be terrible."

Stark looked at the mess in his laboratory and sighed deeply. He looked at the building block Schiller and asked: "Do you know how much damage you've caused? What the hell do you want to do?"

"Damage?" The building block Schiller shook his head and said: "You won't know, the versions of me in this universe have the least destructive power."

Stark snorted coldly, obviously not believing it. Just when he was planning to say something to Schiller, a portal suddenly opened in mid-air, and Shi Difen's roar came from inside:

"You guys come over quickly!

Catch Schiller and take him away!

!"

Stark and Peter both looked at the portal. Shi Difen poked half of his body out from inside, and then said: "This damn vampire! Actually wants to ask me for such a high salary! That's the entire annual budget of Kamar-Taj. You guys hurry over! Take him away!"

Just as the building block Schiller also looked up at Shi Difen, a cage fell from the sky. Stark reached out, picked up the cage, looked at the building block Schiller inside and said: "You just stay here for now, we are going to deal with the next one."

Then, he said to Peter: "There are three Schillers at the asylum. There are too many people, it's not easy to deal with. Let's go deal with the one who is alone at Kamar-Taj first."

After speaking, the two walked through the portal and arrived at Kamar-Taj. At this time, Shi Difen was confronting Potions Professor Schiller.

Both of them had magic brilliance flickering on their bodies. Potions Professor Schiller held that magic wand. Under the barrage of spells, Shi Difen actually fell into a disadvantage for a while.

It was mainly because the spells didn't need to be read. The wand-waving action combined with the incantation could be cast instantly. However, the spells Shi Difen used often had a pre-swing action. At this time, Schiller directly used an "Expelliarmus". Regardless of whether it was a silk ribbon or a ring, they would all be knocked away.

When Stark and Peter joined the battlefield, they also faced this problem. Whether it was magic missiles or spider-silk fired from the spider-silk launcher, they could all be taken away by Expelliarmus.

At this time, Shi Difen stopped his movements and shouted to Peter: "Peter! Remember! Only magic can defeat magic!"

Peter suddenly realized. He fumbled to take out his wand, but at this time, the magic streamer had already attacked. Schiller wouldn't give him time to prepare.

In a panic, Peter turned his wand in a direction, then subconsciously waved his wand and chanted a spell, wanting to knock Schiller's attack away.

However, before, when he was attacking that black sphere in Otto Parker's universe, he had repeatedly chanted the spell of Sectumsempra hundreds of times, and it had already formed muscle memory. The moment he waved his wand, he subconsciously blurted out:

"Sectumsempra!"

In an instant. The air blade cut through Schiller's magic robe. His face sank. He pinched his wand and said to Peter in a deep voice:

"Peter, do you want to use my magic to attack me?"

"Sectumsempra!"