After gradually entering summer, the hot sunshine on the New York coastline allowed the people of big cities to sweat down the back of their necks.

The swift shuttles and air trains passing through the skyline brought a flash of shadows, briefly obscuring the heat and allowing pedestrians to breathe.

On the top floor of Stark Building, in the laboratory dedicated to Tony Stark, Schiller supported his face with his hands and tried to open his eyelids that were like lead. In his hazy and dazed vision, Peter wearing black-framed glasses and Stark wearing half-armored armor were controversial on technical issues in the third round.

"No, Mr. Stark, you have to listen to me about this. Only miniaturization and civilianization are the future ways out. Imagine that the nano-coating technology of spacecraft can be used in many civilian commodity production fields. Our next stage of work should be to reduce costs and expand application areas."

"Yes, but that doesn't prevent us from continuing to deepen our research. Listen to me, Peter, you can't continue to waste time in the No. 3 Experiment Group. Dr. Connors needs you, your genius brain and inspiration."

"But you obviously promised me before and asked me to participate in the magic experiment group. Have you forgotten? The symbiosis Red Peak in my body absorbed a lot of the faith power of the Demon Family, and I am fully capable of exploring the magic field..."

"Stop talking nonsense, boy, I can't let you go. That damn long-faced Supreme Master has been trying to make a decision for you for a long time. I'm going to write a report next week to the tabloid reporter, saying that he abducted the genius researcher Peter Parker, and he wants to be your sugar daddy..."

"You can't do that, Mr. Stark, you're too naive."

In Schiller's palace of thinking, Schiller, who had just sunk from his surface consciousness, walked into the corridor while sighing and muttering to himself: "What a hell is it? What's the matter with me, what's the problem of spacecraft painting technology and which research group Peter Parker is going to?

"Forget it, I can take advantage of this time to pretend to be asleep and steal a little while." Greedy yawned, stood at the door of his room, stretched, opened the door and walked in.

As soon as he took off his coat, he heard a knock on the door. Greed was a little confused, but he still glanced at the door and asked, "Who?"

"Arrogance let me deliver something to you." A slightly low voice rang out of the door, and greedy opened his eyes wide in shock.

He quickly walked to the door, grabbed the door handle and opened the door. The face of Bruce Wayne appeared outside the door.

Before Greed could scream, Bruce quickly stepped forward and squeezed in through the crack of the door, then slammed the door shut.

"Oh my God, did Super Ego clear the inside of the tower when he traveled through the world? Why were you stuck here?" The greedy eyes were almost falling out. He raised his tone and said, "Do you know what you did?"

After saying that, Greed was stunned for a moment, then he grabbed Bruce's arm in panic, trying to push him out the door, and said while pushing: "No, it must be that arrogant guy who was careless and forgot to send you back. Oh my God, this is not a joke. Come with me quickly. I have to send you back before Superego discovers it."

But Bruce stood there without moving, and greedy turned around in surprise. The moment he met Bruce's dark blue eyes, he took two steps back in horror and shouted.

"Batman??!!!!"

Greed was completely stiff in place. After looking at Batman for a few seconds, he rushed to the corner of the wall, holding the walls on both sides with his hands, and speaking in a trembling tone that was terrifying.

"You are not that little bat, you are the Batman of the main universe!!! How could you be here???!!!!"

"I said everything, arrogance asked me to deliver something to you."

"Ah??!!" Greedy let out a confusing scream, then he pressed his forehead with his hand, took a few deep breaths in place, shook his head hard and said, "Wait a minute, I have a few questions. First of all, how did you come in?!!"

Bruce looked at the ground with his eyes, and Greed looked down with his eyes, then Bruce looked at the greedy eyes again and said, "The hole underneath."

"I know, I know of course you can't come in through the main gate. The problem is that you are from another universe, how can you... I mean, okay, you've come in once before, but you can't..."

"Lucif." Batman spitted out a name.

"ah??!!"

"They restarted my universe, and made all my efforts in vain. They also deleted everyone's memories of Schiller in that universe, blocked the spellings and syllables of his name, so that he could no longer appear in my universe in any way."

Batman said calmly, his tone was as calm as saying something completely unrelated to him.

"But I think it's neither justice nor fair. Schiller is my friend. I don't want his existence to be erased from my universe, so I began to try to change his name until an angel-like hallucination appeared before my eyes."

"The angel said I was crazy, but I knew I didn't, because the person who restarted the universe was crazy."

Greed stared at him with a little straightening, he slowly stood up straight, looked into Bruce's eyes and said, "Arrogance really tells you everything, ha?"

"The angel that appeared before me had no choice but to do anything to me, so he called an angel named Lucifer, who was Schiller's friend, and we reached an agreement."

"I can no longer meet Schiller in reality in any way, especially when I can't meet the clown together. No clown can do, but considering our friendship, we can use dreams as a bridge to enter each other's spiritual world through the resonance of our souls."

"This..." Greed was choked, and he grinned and said with a complicated expression: "Why does it sound like... Cowherd and Weaver Girl?"

Then he rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Okay, I understand this part, but why did you come here? I mean, you should know that the thinking tower cannot enter and exit at will, right? Super ego will clean up the things in the tower regularly, and outsiders will not be able to escape his eyes."

"Unless there is other Schiller helping," Bruce continued his words, blinking and saying in a consistently straight tone: "Arrogance told me that there is an existence on par with the tower administrator's super-ego authority, called Sickness. He found a new toy for Sickness, so Sickness used his permission to put me in."

Greedy opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he seemed to be unable to speak. After a while, he said angrily: "Why is the whole world standing on the side of arrogant?"

Suddenly he reacted, opened his eyes and stared at Bruce and said, "The things that arrogance wants to give me are not you, right? God, spare me, I will not torture each other with Batman, right?"

Greed was really shocked and helpless. He didn't feel that he was as sick as arrogance, and he enjoyed torture each other with Batman.

The whole world knows that Batman is a huge trouble, and he is just an ordinary little expert in getting rich and just wants to make some money. If he is entangled by Batman, how can he continue to study and practice the reimbursement system under the conditions of macroeconomics?

"He asked me to bring you a word." Batman's tone did not fluctuate at all: "I hope that you can lock the door every day as fast as locking the tower of thinking at that time, otherwise you will see many surprises like me."

Greed was stunned in place, then took a deep breath, and his grief and anger echoed tower of thought.

"Arrogant, you, the smallest Schiller in the world!!!"

"Schiller, Schiller, wake up... Schiller!"

"What's wrong?" Schiller suddenly woke up.

What appeared in his sight was Peter and Stark's worried expression, Peter's tone was full of worry, he looked at Stark and said, "Well, Tony, at least at this point, I really agree with you. We do pay attention to Dr. Schiller's mental state, and he was even lethargic to fall asleep while we were arguing. "

"Come on, I think he just couldn't understand those technical terms so he could only sleep loudly." Stark frowned and took two steps back, showing a slightly disgusting expression.

Schiller rubbed his eyes hard to make his vision no longer so hazy. Just as his eyes focused on Stark's face, a low voice came from deep inside him.

"who is he?"

Schiller widened his eyes in shock, and he focused on his room in the tower of thought, but found that Batman was gone.

Schiller took a breath and before Peter and Stark could react, his expression became dull. He hurriedly returned to the tower of thought, took the elevator to sink, and passed through the crowd in the corridor in a panic, running all the way to the theater.

"Oh my God, why are you here?!" Greedy looked at Batman sitting in the middle of the theater and exclaimed.

"Why can't I be here?" Batman was assured as if this was his house. He turned his head slightly and looked at Greedy with his light, "Arrogance invited me to come here as a guest, and said that I could visit at will. He is also the owner of this place and should have such rights."

"And he told me that I could come to this room and see what this body was going through."

Greedy opened his mouth, put his hands on his hips and took a deep breath, looking at Batman and said, "Arrogance tells you that you can see what I have experienced when you come to this room? Why don't he tell you how many clothes he has in his closet, where to lie to when he sleeps, and what he does first in advance when he wakes up?"

Then, greedy and helplessly breathed, looked at Batman and said, "Arrogant, this damn madman! He has been so crazy that he has used Batman to deal with himself. Are you still helping the evil? "

Batman was about to say something, but Greedy interrupted him with a wave of his hand and said, "I know what you are going to say, because you are Batman, so no one can stop you... You group of DCs are so dark!"

"Listen, Batman." Greedy stretched out a hand and said, "This is not your territory. I am not only referring to my thinking tower, but the world I am in now. If you want to see it, just sit here honestly and don't cause trouble for me. Do you understand?"

Batman was silent and did not answer, and greed was helpless because he could already hear Peter and Stark calling him in the real world. He must now float up to deal with them both, otherwise he would be sent to the hospital again.

When Schiller's consciousness rose and his body was re-controlled, he saw Stark's face magnifying in his field of vision. Schiller instinctively dodged backwards, and Stark reached out his hand and shook in front of his eyes.

"Peter! Peter!" Stark took two steps back, called Peter's name, and said, "Contact the Presbyterian Hospital, Schiller's situation is a bit wrong!"

"No, wait, I'm fine." Schiller said.

"Who is he?" Batman's voice sounded in Schiller's heart again.

"It has nothing to do with you." Schiller said gritting his teeth.

"But he looks like a mentally retarded."

"Shut up."

"Peter, call the doctor quickly, Schiller has hallucinations again."

"Shut up, Stark."

"Expressing aggressiveness towards hallucinations, Peter, call the doctor!"

"You're right, he's just a mentally retarded!"

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Chapter completed!