Chapter 97: A Little Expert in Sowing Dissension

In Stark's laboratory, a mech took out a steaming pizza from the oven and placed it in front of Peter. Stark next to him snapped his fingers and said, "My latest invention, I finally figured out a program for the mech to heat up the pizza for me. It uses the same intelligent calculation circuit as the oven, and the oven will transmit the temperature data to it in real time..."

Peter opened his mouth and took a deep breath, then said, "Why use a mech worth hundreds of millions of dollars instead of buying a few dollars of oven gloves?"

Stark waved his hand and said, "You don't understand, the data on the oven is too complicated, how do I know how many degrees and how long to bake it without burning it? This is a complete mystery. I hate these mystical things. It's much more convenient to use mechs and intelligent programs."

Peter looked at the pizza and thought that there should be nothing wrong with the pizza and it was still edible. Then he reached out to take it, but got burned. He yelled, "Ah!" and said, "But I still need a pair of gloves. It's too hot!"

"Then wait until it cools down before eating. We can chat or something."

Peter said, "Okay, I haven't done my homework yet."

He took out a pile of books from his schoolbag. Stark glanced at them and said, "What can you write about this? This is a complete insult to your IQ."

"No, I'm a good student. I've never handed in my homework late since I was a child."

"Okay, write it if you like." Stark stretched his neck across the table to watch Peter do his homework. He seemed to want to say something, but he hesitated.

Peter wrote attentively for a while, then looked up and found Stark staring at him. He and Stark stared at each other, and Peter said, "What's wrong, Mr. Stark? Is there anything wrong with what I wrote?"

"Uh... nothing wrong, I mean, it would be nice if your handwriting could be a little prettier. Why don't you try to practice calligraphy or something? You know, the kind of cursive writing that circles back and forth..."

"No, we don't allow cursive writing in exams, at least in this state, Mr. Stark, can you write cursive writing?"

"Of course I can."

"Writing in a mecha doesn't count..."

Stark pursed his lips and said, "Actually, I have a question for you..."

"What question? I'm happy to answer it."

"I... forget it, the pizza is getting cold, you eat it first."

Peter picked up the pizza and stuffed it into his mouth with some doubt. This was made by the Italian chef yesterday and frozen. It only needs to be heated up the next day and it tastes pretty good.

Peter was a little hungry and wolfed down a whole pizza. Stark sat opposite him, resting his elbows on the table to support his head. Peter asked as he ate: "Don't you want to eat? It's quite delicious."

"No, I'm not hungry."

But Peter's food was really delicious. He always took a big bite and chewed it in his mouth, filling his cheeks like a hamster. Stark was a little hungry watching him, so he also got a pizza.

He asked while eating: "If, I mean if, you want to help someone, what would you do?"

"Help someone? Then help, is there any difficulty? If there is a difficulty, then solve it, and then help after solving it."

"But... that is... I have some concerns..."

"What are the concerns?" Peter looked up at Stark with some surprise, and found that his expression was a little tangled. Peter said: "Of course I will help if I want to help. If I have concerns, I may not want to help."

Stark stopped chewing. Obviously, Peter pointed out the problem. He said: "It's not that I don't want to help, I want to help him, because he... In short, this is a good thing, he wants to do a good thing, but if he does it himself, it may take a long time..."

"Since it's a good thing, then help him, what's the problem? Isn't it okay to do good things?"

"But this will make me a little... that is... a little embarrassed, you know..." Stark flipped his hands and said: "I am Stark "K! I can't just go up to him and say, 'Hey, now the great Stark wants to help you, are you willing? '"

"You will be beaten to death." Peter said, he took another bite of pizza, and asked vaguely: "So if you say that, will he be willing?"

"It's because he probably won't, I'm a little entangled."

"He doesn't want you to help, but you insist on helping, is that what you mean?"

"I don't have to help!" Stark raised his voice and said: "There are no people or things in this world that Stark must help!"

"Then don't help, others don't need your help, and you don't have to help, so just do your own thing."

Stark covered his forehead and said: "No! I mean... I want to help him, I just want to... but I don't have to... Forget it, I knew it was useless, Schiller actually asked me to ask you, a stupid boy, this damn vampire doctor, just two sentences to charge me millions of dollars, I should have seen through his true face long ago..."

"Doctor Schiller asked you to ask me? Why? Is this question difficult? If you want to help, then help. If you don't want to help, then don't help. If others ask you to help, then help. If they don't want to help, then don't help."

"Forget it, you're just a kid. You don't understand the rules of adults..."

"Oh, I see. You actually want him to beg you to help him, right?"

"Nonsense, I don't think so!"

Peter said while chewing pizza: "You want to help him, but you don't want to lower yourself. It would be best if he could ask you, so that you can do a good thing without losing face?"

Stark buried his head in his pizza and didn't answer.

Peter said: "I do good things simply because I want to do good things, not for face. In fact, I don't like some reporters always chasing after me. They think they are reporting a good person and good deeds, but I am only worried that the aftermath of the battle will affect them. It is not impossible."

"Anyway, I would say that doing good things and helping others is not a shameful thing. Just walk up to the other person and say, I want to help you. There is nothing shameful. Even if you can't help in the end, at least you are kind."

Peter paused and continued: "Some people may not really want your help. As long as you tell him that you stand with him and he is not fighting alone, that's enough."

"Not alone..." Stark said softly.

Peter said, "Yes, it's actually very important, sometimes just like what you did to me."

"When I want to find someone, I can always find it, which makes me feel confident when doing anything. This feeling is really great."

"Like before, the teacher asked me for my parents' phone number, I couldn't give them my uncle and aunt's phone number, but as long as I thought about it, I could think of several people's names, and I knew that these people would definitely come."

"Then why did you choose me? Didn't choose them?"

"I don't know, the first phone number that came to my mind was Stark Tower, maybe because this number is easier to remember."

"It's better to say that it's because I treat you the best, kid! Those people will never let you eat so much pizza, they I will only tell you how high the calories of the cheese on it are. If you eat a whole piece, it is equivalent to running several kilometers! "

Peter stopped swallowing suddenly. He said, "It's over. I just made a fitness plan yesterday. I ate so much. I will become as fat as that Pikachu!"

He wailed, "My strength growth period has passed. I must control my diet, otherwise, no matter how tough the spider silk is, it will not be able to pull my body!"

Stark swallowed the last piece of pizza. He said, "Then let's go. Do you know what activity will make you consume the most calories? That is saving the world, especially saving the world with Stark."

In the psychological clinic, Schiller was talking to Nick on the phone. He said, "... I know nothing about this. How do I know How far have they developed their serum? "

"Last time, I wanted to enter Connors and Peter's laboratory, but within three minutes of entering the door, I violated more than 200 experimental regulations. They kicked me out directly, and I didn't even see the test tube..."

"...Indeed, I studied medicine, and psychology requires neurology, but that was when I was in college. Who can still remember it? We just learn theoretical knowledge from textbooks, and we don't have to go into the laboratory at all..."

"You can't expect a psychiatrist to knock your head open or prepare some psychedelic drugs..."

"...I don't know about this, but I heard Dr. Connors's tone recently...You know, he and Stark don't have a good relationship. With Stark's mouth, who can stand him?"

"Connors said two days ago that when it comes to biotechnology, of course the Osborn Group is stronger. Of course, this was said behind Stark's back, so it's normal that he doesn't know."

"I think it's about the same. If I were Connors, I would also choose the Osborn Group. The Osborn Group and the Stark Group don't get along. If he helps the Osborn Group to get the healing serum, Stark will definitely be furious."

"... Cooperation between the military and the Osborn Group? I don't know about that. You should have more intelligence on the military than I do, right?"

"But even if Dr. Connors cooperates with the Osborn Group, their results may not necessarily flow into the hands of the military. I think you worry too much. Besides, a small healing serum will not allow the military to win back a city, right?"

"Prevent trouble before it happens?" Schiller changed the phone to another ear. He said in a relaxed tone: "I think you are worrying too much, but this matter has nothing to do with me. Even if the military's strength is strengthened, it's not me who is unlucky..."

"Deduct salary? This is a bit too much! I get a basic salary..."

"What about the share? Okay, okay, you stingy guy, if Osborne Group gets the serum, it will be evenly matched with the military. Osborne Group, no longer worried about being infiltrated and controlled by the military, will definitely use the healing serum as a bargaining chip to carry out more in-depth and comprehensive cooperation with the military..."

"Although I don't know much about those biotechnologies, they should be quite useful. The military's power has been strengthened. If they bite back at the final negotiation table, SHIELD will also be in pain for a few days..."

"...Let me persuade Connors? How can I persuade him? Why don't you persuade Stark? If he sends an invitation to Connors first, maybe Connors will agree? Compared to Osborn, Stark is more inclined to SHIELD. If SHIELD has both Stark and the healing serum, the military will definitely be defeated."

"But this is indeed very troublesome. You know, those crazy people of the Tartu faction can do anything. They can They have created such a big monster. What if they kidnap Dr. Connors? How much bargaining chips will a genius scientist who can develop a healing serum give them at the negotiation table? "

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound from the other end of Nick's phone, and then Schiller heard Nick roaring: "What do you think of people? ? ? Why is Dr. Connors still missing? ? "

"Damn it! Don't think I don't know that it was the work of those people in Tartu! Go tell them, don't think that SHIELD knows nothing about their damn plans! We have plenty of evidence! If they really dare to do something, I will report it to the Security Council immediately! ! ! "