The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

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

Suddenly, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, making a buzzing vibration sound. Schiller picked up the phone and put it to his ear. Strange's voice was heard on the opposite side.

Schiller, there are not enough manpower in the Holy of Holies. Before, the mage and customer service transferred a group of people to do the deposit business. Now that the insurance business is launched, there are not enough manpower at all. The leaders of each group are complaining to me. Missing people!

Strange stretched out his arm, pointed to the side, and said: Our sales leader this quarter told me that if we don't add more manpower to him, he would rather go back to jail than work here. The third group The person in charge just called me, and the people under him didn’t understand insurance sales at all, and they were almost deceived by a demon...

Shiller, please come up with a solution quickly. If you delay for one day, you will lose one day of performance. If the year-end report is too ugly, I will be laughed at by Loki!

Schiller slowly changed the phone to another hand, and said while writing medical records: Need someone? Go to Nick, don't come to me!

After saying that, he hung up the phone. As soon as he put it down, the phone rang again. The buzzing ringtone made Schiller frown. He picked up the phone again and heard Nick's voice on the other side.

Schiller, tell me, after so many years of development, how come there are only so few members of Hydra? Guess how many people they sent to me last month? They only sent less than 30 agents in total!

Nick folded his hands together, patted them and said, The United Nations has set up an inspection team for the solar system development plan. There are 22 people in the inspection team. I have to send at least 10 agents in, right?

My base was damaged by you before and needs to be repaired. The space carrier also needs maintenance. The entire maintenance team needs at least 30 people!

We are fully cooperating with Kama Taj, and we need at least 10 agents to interface with the mage.

More importantly, if I don't have 300 active agents, how am I going to apply to Congress for a 30,000-person pay increase?

There are only more than 100 Hydras left in the entire American region. Even if I become the person in charge, I can only send 90 to SHIELD at most. What about the remaining vacancies??

Schiller was about to answer when he heard Nick say over there: I heard Strange say that you are of German descent. Isn't that just right? You go back to Germany, inherit Mustache's legacy, and take over all Hydra's legacy. With the inheritance, we can at least get 500 people who can work, right?

Schiller took a deep breath and said, Stop calling me!

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

Suddenly, a buzzing sound came from the side again, and Schiller turned his head sharply to look at the ringing mobile phone.

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 answering calls within a day. Multiple calls, don’t call me again!!”

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

About two minutes later, there was a bang, and the glass behind him shattered. Iron Man wearing an iron suit flew in, crossed his arms and said to Schiller: I heard Peter say that you are not willing to accept it. Phone call, but I didn’t expect your symptoms to be so serious...

Schiller glanced at the shattered floor-to-ceiling window glass, then turned to look at Stark and asked, What's the matter?

Peter hasn't been feeling well lately...

Stark thought back to what happened last night.

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

Stark also knew that Helen would engage in the matter of stealing electricity. In fact, it was because he and Pepper had been busy recently and did not care enough about Helen.

However, the solar system development plan was in full swing and they really couldn't spare any time. In this case, it was not impossible to let Helen stay with Frigga for a few days.

But recently, Helen always played with Pikachu, and Pikachu always stayed with Peter, so Stark called Peter and asked him to send Helen to the Holy of Holies.

Stark picked up the phone and dialed the number, calling Peter. However, the phone rang several busy signals and Peter did not answer the call.

Stark lowered his head and glanced at his watch. It was now around ten o'clock in the evening. It was indeed not working time, but for a young man like Peter, he might have just turned on the game console, picked up the controller, and was ready to fight. How many rounds?

Moreover, Peter has a spider sense. He can feel the phone before it rings and will immediately stay by the phone. Stark has called him so many times, and every one of them was answered in seconds, and this time, he Didn't you answer the phone?

Stark frowned. He dialed the number again. After two busy signals, the call was finally connected, but a strange female voice came from the other end. She said: Hello, this is Parker family, who are you looking for?

Ah hello……

You must be Peter's friend, right? I'm his aunt. He's sleeping now. I'm sorry that I can't answer the phone. If anything happens, you can call him again tomorrow morning.

Stark's frown deepened, and he asked: Is Peter sleeping? This is not consistent with his usual schedule. Why did he go to bed so early today?

Stark knows that when Peter goes home to live, even if he doesn't play games, he has to go to bed at least 11 o'clock in the evening. He doesn't need that long sleep time. For Peter, 4 hours of sleep is enough. Get enough rest.

He's been feeling a little unwell lately. Aunt Mei's tone contained a hint of worry. She said, Last night, he didn't sleep all night. He seemed to be talking in his sleep the night before, so he went to bed earlier recently.

Stark still wanted to ask, but considering that Peter's elders were also going to rest now, he finally hung up the phone.

At noon the next day, a dark car parked on the street in front of New York University. Because it looked dark and not high-profile, it didn't attract too many people's attention.

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

Suddenly, his eyes were dazzled by the headlights. He frowned and looked over with some dissatisfaction, trying to find who was flashing the high beams in broad daylight. But when he turned around, he saw a man wearing sunglasses in the cab. Stark.

Peter's eyes widened and he walked over quickly. After opening the car door, he got into the passenger seat and turned to look at Stark and said, Why are you here? Are there any activities for the Avengers?

Jarvis started the car, and Stark said as he drove: The 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 that Dr. Schiller made an appointment for me during my last physical examination. Our whole family went to Presbyterian Hospital. Uncle Ben also found a shadow on his chest. Fortunately, it was a near miss. It was just ordinary inflammation.

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

Uh, it's true... Peter showed an embarrassed look and 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, showed a wry smile and said: The company where Uncle Ben works does not provide regular physical examinations, and the medical examinations in major hospitals in New York are very expensive. The insurance we bought does not cover these costs, and some hospitals want to I can’t make an appointment either…”

It doesn't matter. Now you belong to the Avengers, an affiliate of SHIELD. 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's eyes widened and he said, But I heard from Natasha that their insurance base has been lowered twice.

That's much better than the insurance you have now. Stark said as he drove. Peter nodded without objecting, 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 the Stark Tower, opened the door and said, You absorbed the power of faith and developed a state of excitement. After that, you We haven't checked your body thoroughly yet, we have to make sure that the energy has not had a bad effect on you.

Peter nodded in understanding. In fact, he had never quite understood the use of the power of faith. He was not very interested in certain things on the mysterious side, and was far less enthusiastic than the study of the solar system.

After entering the Stark Tower, Jarvis arranged a physical examination for Peter. After various routine data were displayed, Stark shook his head, took out his mobile phone and called Schiller. He said:

There is nothing wrong with Peter's physical condition, but his brain readings are a little abnormal. I guess it's 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 from your afternoon class for you. You have to go to Dr. Schiller's.

Later yesterday, I called your home. Your aunt told me that you haven't been feeling well lately and always go to bed early. There are indeed some abnormalities in your brain readings. It's not a big problem. But it’s better to see a doctor.”

Peter looked at the data on his body and frowned. Connors and Ethan, who were conducting experiments with him in the laboratory, both had doctorates in medicine, so he also learned some medical knowledge. Javi During the physical examination that Si arranged for him, his brain wave data was detected. The data showed that during sleep, his brain waves were somewhat abnormal.

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

There, Schiller, Strange and Charles were already waiting for him. It can be said that with this medical lineup, there is no psychological problem in the world that cannot be solved.

Strange first used magic to determine the state of Peter's soul. He said: There is no problem at all. His soul state is very healthy and normal. He has got rid of that excited state. Part of the power of faith is stored in him. The other part of the symbiont in the body has been absorbed by his soul and will not have any additional impact.

Professor Charles also activated his ability, checked his brain waves, and then said: There is indeed a slight abnormality, but it cannot be regarded as a disease. It is probably the fatigue caused by not having a good rest. Sometimes, the brain waves of the beasts staying up late doing experiments are also In this state, my child, have you stayed up late again recently?

Peter shook his head and said, No, no, I went to bed early recently.

How was your sleep quality? Schiller asked.

Not good. Peter pursed his lips and said, I don't know why. It's been a little difficult for me to fall asleep recently. I always dream when I fall asleep, but when I wake up, I don't remember anything.

In the past, I would be full of energy after sleeping for three or four hours. Even if I didn't sleep for a few days, I wouldn't feel particularly tired. But in recent days, I have to sleep for more than 6 hours and still feel sleepy. Peter sighed. He took a breath and said, Is it because college life is too tiring? But the knowledge is obviously very simple? I understood and memorized it without any effort.

Peter did look a little tired. His usual energetic look left a deep impression on several people, so when he looked a little weak, everyone tensed up.

Peter, go to bed early tonight, we will see you in your dreams. Schiller then said.

Because he had already taken leave from the afternoon class, Peter went home directly after seeing the doctor. Aunt Mei cooked him a delicious meal, but he had no appetite, and fell asleep after returning to the room.

Pikachu got out of his schoolbag. He saw Peter frowning tightly while sleeping and mumbling to himself. In the past, they often slept together, but Pikachu didn't know that Peter was still talking in his sleep. habit.

Looking along Peter's frown, in the conscious space, in a room exactly like his bedroom, Schiller stood in the center of the room.

At this time, there was a faint sound surrounding the room. Schiller listened intently, but the sound disappeared again.

Schiller held the door handle and opened the door. There was darkness outside. It seemed that this room was Peter's conscious world.

Schiller knew that the bigger the building in the conscious world, the better. It does not mean that the more magnificent the building here is, the stronger the person's mental strength is. It depends on the solidity and the level of detail.

In Peter's conscious world, this small room where he has been living is very solid and rich in content. It has the memories of his growth from childhood to adulthood, which is very healthy.

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

Obviously, this sound was the culprit of Peter's trouble sleeping. Although Schiller did not find the source of the sound, he knew how to treat the problem.

He shouted into the air: Professor Charles, block out all sounds here and put his dreams into silent mode, free from all interruptions.

Charles, who was paying attention here, also noticed something strange here, but he couldn't find the source of the sound, so he nodded and directly used his innate ability to interfere with Peter's consciousness space, absorbing all the sounds. Blocked.

Pikachu, who was in the real world, saw that Peter's brows finally relaxed, and he turned over, finally no longer so tense, and gradually fell into a dream.

Schiller originally wanted to study where the sound came from overnight, but it was already 9 o'clock in the evening, which was beyond his bedtime at night.

Therefore, he planned to sleep first and wait until tomorrow morning to see Peter and then ask him if there was anything unusual.

Schiller has been living in the Arkham Sanatorium. There is a pretty good bedroom on the top floor here. After Schiller changed into his pajamas, he lay on the bed and gradually fell into sleep.

But as soon as he arrived at the palace of his thoughts, he heard a familiar voice and a continuous tremor.

In an instant, Schiller woke up. He sat up from the bed and said with some confusion: What was that just now?

It's the spider sense. Hui Wu said with certainty.

Schiller was stunned for a moment, then asked: What did you say? That sound just now was the spider sense? But before...

It's just a weaker spider sense. Gray Fog replied: The response is weaker, but it lasts longer.

Of course Schiller did not forget that he himself also had a spider sense, but it was not as strong as Peter's spider sense and had no prophetic function.

Schiller lay on the bed again, and his consciousness sank into the palace of thought. He found that the voice was weaker than what he heard from Peter.

But here, when he listened carefully, he could hear that it seemed to be the sound of a string being plucked.

Da, da, da, with a slight buzzing sound, reminded Schiller of the sound made by the spider's web when it is played. At the same time, it also reminded him of the annoying mobile phone. shock.

Schiller closed his eyes, tried to concentrate, let the gray mist control his body, followed the rhythm of the sound with his breathing and heartbeat, and then began to meditate on the scene of the spider web in his mind.

Soon, among the rhythmic sounds, he heard a vague female voice:

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

Schiller found that once he couldn't keep up with the rhythm of his breathing and heartbeat, or if he didn't concentrate, the sound would disappear immediately.

And when he adjusted his condition 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? Schiller asked knowingly.

Spider totem, the magical power that exists in your body, close your eyes and concentrate, you will see a spider thread leading here... Come along the spider thread, we have been waiting for you for a long time... That The tone of the female voice always has an ethereal and nihilistic tone, always intermittent, but seems to be everywhere.

Schiller sneered twice, and then said:

Stop calling me!

After saying that, he disconnected the connection directly, then lay back on the bed, turned over, and got ready to sleep.

But when he was about to fall asleep again, the ta-da-da and buzz-buzz sounds started again.

Come here...we're waiting for you...Spider-Man...

Schiller woke up instantly. He looked up and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. The current time was 9:20 pm. This was the sixth call he received today.

Schiller sat up from the bed, then took a deep breath and whispered:

Just wait, I'll come right away.