Chapter 680: Buzz Buzz Buzz Buzz (Part 1)

In the office of Arkham Hospital, Schiller, who had just arrived at the office, 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. The voice on the other side was Strange's.

"Schiller, the Sanctuary of the Most Holy Place is short of staff. Before, a group of mages and customer service were transferred to work on the deposit business. Now that the insurance business has started, there is not enough staff to go around. The leaders of each group are complaining to me about the lack of staff!"

Strange stretched out his arm, pointed to the side, and said, "Our sales champion this quarter told me that if he doesn't get more staff, he would rather go back to jail than work here. The head of the third group just called me. The people under him don't understand insurance sales at all. They were almost cheated by a demon god..."

"Schiller, please be kind and think of a way quickly. One day of delay means one day of less performance. If the year-end report is too ugly, I will be laughed at by Loki!"

Schiller slowly changed his phone to another hand, and said while writing the medical record: "Lack of staff? Go find Nick, don't come to me!"

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

"Schiller, how come Hydra has only so few members after so many years of development? Guess how many people they sent to me last month? 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, a total of 22 people in the inspection team, I have to send at least 10 agents in, right?"

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

"We have launched a full cooperation with Kamar-Taj, and there must be at least 10 agents to connect with the wizard."

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

"There are only more than 100 Hydras 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? ? "

Just as Schiller was about to answer, he heard Nick say over there: "I heard from Strange that you are of German descent. Isn't this just right? You go back to Germany, inherit the will of the mustache, and take over all the Hydra legacies. At least you can get 500 people who can work, right?"

Schiller took a deep breath and said, "Don't call me!"

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

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

He took a deep breath, slapped the pen on the table, 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 that, he hung up the phone. About two minutes later, with a "bang", the glass behind him shattered, and Iron Man in an iron suit flew in, hugging his arms and said to Schiller, "I heard Peter say that you don't want to answer the phone, but I didn't expect your symptoms to be so serious..." Schiller glanced at the broken French window glass, turned to look at Stark and asked, "What's the matter?" "Peter has been feeling unwell recently..." Stark recalled what happened last night. Last night, Loki called him and said that Frigga was very worried about Helen and wanted Helen to live in Asgard for a few days. From the descriptions of Thor and Loki, Stark knew that Frigga was a very competent mother, at least much better than Odin. Stark also knew that Helen would steal electricity because he and Pepper were 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 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 wanted him to send Helen to the Sanctuary.

Stark picked up his phone and dialed Peter, but the phone rang several busy tones and Peter didn't answer the phone.

Stark looked down at his watch. It was 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 prepared to play a few rounds.

Moreover, Peter had spider sense. He could feel it before the phone rang, and he would immediately stay by the phone. Stark had called him so many times, and he answered it immediately, but this time, he didn't answer the phone?

Stark frowned, and he dialed the number again. After two busy tones, the call was finally connected, but a strange female voice came from the other end. She said, "Hello, this is Parker's house. Who are you looking for?"

"Well, hello..."

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

Stark frowned even more deeply, and he asked, "Peter is asleep? This is not consistent with his usual schedule. Why did he go to bed so early today?"

Stark knew that when Peter went home to live, even if he didn't play games, he would go to bed at least at 11 o'clock in the evening. He didn't need that much sleep. For Peter, 4 hours of sleep was enough to get enough rest.

"He has been feeling a little unwell lately." Aunt May's tone contained a hint of worry. She said, "He didn't sleep all night last night, and he seemed to be talking in his sleep the night before, so he rested early recently."

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

At noon the next day, at the gate of New York University, a black car stopped on the street in front of the school gate. Because of its dark appearance and not high-profile, it did not attract much 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, he was blinded by the car lights. He frowned and looked over with some dissatisfaction, trying to find out who was flashing the high beam in broad daylight, but when he turned his head, he saw Stark wearing sunglasses in the driver's seat.

Peter's eyes widened, he walked over quickly, opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, 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 have you not had a physical examination?"

"Physical examination? I remember the last time I had a physical examination, Dr. Schiller made an appointment for me. Our whole family went to the Presbyterian Hospital, and Uncle Ben also found a shadow in the chest, but fortunately it was safe, just an ordinary inflammation."

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

"Well, it's true..." Peter showed an embarrassed expression. He said, "I talked about this with my classmates a few days ago. Their whole family goes for a physical examination every year, but we don't have this tradition in our family."

Peter shrugged his shoulders, smiled bitterly and said, "The company where Uncle Ben works does not provide regular physical examinations, and the physical examination fees in major hospitals in New York are very expensive. We The insurance for buying does not include these costs, and some hospitals can't make an appointment ... "" It doesn't matter, now you belong to the Avengers and are the subordinates of the Aegis Bureau. They will provide you with a comprehensive physical examination. In addition, you can also apply for medical insurance for your family. The benchmark has been lowered twice. "" That is much better than what you have now. "Stark said while driving, Peter nodded and did not object, and then he asked," What are we going now? Power has a state of excitement. After that, you have not completely checked your body. We have to ensure that those energy has no bad impact on you. After entering Stark Tower, Jarvis arranged a physical examination for Peter. After all the routine data were displayed, Stark shook his head, took out his mobile phone and called Schiller. He said:

"Peter's physical condition is fine, but there is a little abnormality in the brain readings. I guess it should be a mental or psychological problem. Leave it to you."

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

"Later yesterday, I called your home. Your aunt told me that you haven't been feeling well recently. You always go to bed early, and your brain readings are indeed a little abnormal. It's not a big problem, but it's better to see a doctor."

Peter looked at his body data and frowned. Connors and Ethan, who conducted experiments with him in the laboratory, both had doctoral degrees in medicine, so he also learned some medical knowledge by osmosis. In the physical examination arranged by Jarvis for him, his brain wave data was tested. The data showed that his brain waves were a little abnormal during sleep.

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

There, Schiller, Strange and Charles were waiting for him. It can be said that with this medical team, 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: "No problem at all. His soul is very healthy and normal. He has gotten rid of that state of excitement. Part of the power of faith is stored in the symbiont in his body, and the other part has been absorbed by his soul. There will be no additional impact."

Professor Charles also activated his ability to check his brain waves, and then said: "It is indeed a little abnormal, but it can't be considered a disease. It is probably fatigue caused by not getting enough rest. Sometimes, the brain waves of the beast staying up late to do experiments are also in this state. Child, have you stayed up late again recently?"

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

"How is your sleep quality?" Schiller asked.

"Not very good." Peter pursed his lips and said, "I don't know why. I have a little difficulty falling asleep recently. I always dream after falling asleep, but when I wake up, I don't remember anything."

"Before, I slept for three or four hours and I was full of energy. 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 still feel sleepy." Peter sighed and said, "Is college life too tiring? But those knowledge are obviously very simple? I understood and remembered them all without much effort."

Peter's expression was indeed a little tired. His always energetic appearance in the past left a deep impression on several people, so when he looked a little weak, everyone was tense.

"Peter, go to bed early tonight, see you in your dreams." Schiller said afterwards.

Because he had taken leave for the afternoon class, Peter went home directly after seeing the doctor. Aunt May made him delicious meals, but he had no appetite. After returning to the room, he fell asleep.

Pikachu got out of his schoolbag. He saw that Peter was sleeping with his brows tightly frowned and mumbling. In the past, they often slept together. Pikachu didn't know that Peter had the habit of talking in his sleep.

Following Peter's frown, Schiller stood in the center of the room in the consciousness space, which was exactly the same as his bedroom.

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

Schiller held the door handle and opened the door. It was dark outside. It seemed that this room was Peter's consciousness world.

Schiller knew that the buildings in the consciousness world were not the bigger the better, and the more magnificent the buildings here were, the stronger the spiritual strength of the person was. It depends on the solidity and the degree of details.

In Peter's consciousness world, this small room where he had been living was very solid and rich in content. It had the memory of his growth from childhood to adulthood, which was very healthy.

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

Obviously, this sound was the culprit for Peter's poor sleep. Although Schiller didn't find the source of this sound, he knew how to treat this problem.

He shouted to the air: "Professor Charles, block all the sounds here and put his dream into silent mode to avoid all disturbances."

Charles, who was paying attention to this place, also found the abnormality here, but he didn't find the source of the sound, so he nodded and directly used his innate ability to interfere with Peter's consciousness space and block all the sounds.

Pikachu in the real world saw that Peter's brows finally relaxed, he turned over his body posture, finally no longer so tense, and gradually sank 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 sleep time at night.

So, he planned to go to bed first, and wait until tomorrow morning, when he saw Peter, he would ask him if there was anything unusual.

Schiller had been living in Arkham Sanatorium, where there was a pretty nice bedroom on the top floor. Schiller changed into pajamas and lay down on the bed, and then gradually fell asleep.

But as soon as he came to his own palace of thought, 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 doubts: "What was that just now?"

"It's spider sense." Gray Mist said very confidently.

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

"It's just a weaker spider sense." Gray Mist replied: "The reaction is weaker, but it lasts longer."

Schiller certainly didn't forget that he also had spider sense, but not as strong as Peter's, and without the ability to predict.

Schiller lay down on the bed again, his consciousness sinking into the palace of thought, and he found that the sound was also weaker than what he heard from Peter.

And here, if he listened attentively, he could hear that it seemed to be the sound of a string being plucked.

"Da, da, da", with a slight "buzzing" sound, which reminded Schiller of the spider web woven by spiders, the sound made when it was played, and at the same time, it also reminded him of the annoying mobile phone vibration.

Schiller closed his eyes, tried to concentrate, let the gray fog control his body, follow the rhythm of that sound to breathe and heartbeat, and then began to meditate on the scene of the spider web in his mind.

Soon, amidst the rhythmic sound, he heard a faint 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 didn't concentrate, the sound would disappear immediately.

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?" Schiller asked knowingly.

"Spider Totem, the magical power in your body, close your eyes, concentrate, you will see a spider silk leading here... Come along the spider silk, we have been waiting for you for a long time..." The tone of the female voice always carried a kind of ethereal and nothingness, always intermittent, but seemed to be everywhere.

Schiller sneered twice, and then said:

"Don't call me!"

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

But when he was about to fall asleep again, the "da da da" and "buzzing" sounds rang again.

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

Schiller woke up instantly, he looked up and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. The 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:

"Wait, I'll be here soon."

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