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 and vibrated "buzzing". 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 has been stopped, there are simply not enough manpower. 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. Those under him
People don't understand insurance sales at all, and they were almost deceived by a devil..."
"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 his cell phone to another hand, and while writing medical records, he said: "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, why does Hydra only have so many members? 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. You have to send at most 10 agents to retreat, right?"
"Your base was damaged by him and needs to be repaired. The space carrier also needs maintenance. The entire maintenance team needs at least 30 people!"
"You and Kama Taj will fully cooperate. There will be at least 10 agents to interface with the mage."
"More importantly, if there are not 300 active agents, how are you going to apply to Congress for a pay increase of 30,000 people? b
"There are only less than 100 four-headed snakes left in the entire American community. Even if you become the person in charge, you can only send at least 90 to SHIELD. What will happen to the remaining vacancies??"
Helen was about to answer when she heard Nick say here: "You heard Strange said that he is of German origin. Isn't that just right? He went back to Germany, inherited the legacy of the bearded man, and took over all the four-headed snakes. With the inheritance, we can at least get 500 people to work in it, right?"
Helen took a deep breath, and then said: "Stop calling you!"
After saying that, I slammed my phone under the table, took out a pen, opened the cap and blew on the tip, straightened my body and prepared to finish writing.
Suddenly, a "buzzing" sound came from the side again. Helen turned her head sharply to look at the ringing mobile phone.
I took a deep breath, slapped the pen under the table, then picked up the phone and said: "No matter who he is, as long as I know you, he should know that you hate it very much." I received a few calls, so I have to call you again!!"
After that, I hung up the phone.
About two minutes ago, there was a "bang" and the glass in front of me exploded. Iron Man in the steel suit flew back, folded his arms and said to Helen: "You heard Peter say, he is I'm willing to answer the phone, but did you think that his symptoms are so mild?
Helen glanced at the shattered floor-to-ceiling window glass, then turned to Frigga and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Peter has been feeling too well lately..."
Frigga recalled what happened last night.
Last night, Loki called me and said that Arkham was very worried about Schiller and wanted Schiller to stay in Asgard for a few days. From the descriptions of the two brothers Thor and Loki, Frigga knew that Ah Cam is a very competent mother, at least less weak than Odin.
Frigga also knew that Schiller would bring about the Yudian incident. In fact, it was because Pepper and I were busy recently and cared enough about Schiller.
However, the solar system development plan is raging like a raging fire, and we are really eager to take action. In this case, it is okay to let Schiller live outside Dai Juangui for a few days.
But recently, Schiller always played with Charles, and Charles always stayed with Peter, so Frigga called Peter and wanted me to send Schiller to the Holy of Holies.
Dai Juangui picked up her cell phone and dialed the number, calling Peter. However, several busy signals rang out from the cell phone, and Peter did not answer the call.
Frigga raised her head and glanced at her watch. It was now around ten o'clock in the evening. It was indeed working time, but for a young man like Peter, I'm afraid I had just turned on the game console and took off the Handle, get ready for a fierce battle, how many rounds are there?
Moreover, Peter doesn’t have a spider sense. After the phone rings, I can feel it and immediately stand by the phone. Frigga has called me so few times. Has there ever been one that was answered in seconds? And that time , I actually answered the phone?
Frigga frowned, and I dialed the number again. Before the busy tone rang twice, the phone was finally connected, but a familiar male voice came from the other end. You said: "Hi, then." It's the Parker's house outside, who is he looking for?"
"Well, he's good..."
"He must be Peter's friend, right? You are my aunt. I'm sleeping now. I'm sorry that I can't answer the phone. If there's nothing wrong, he can call me tomorrow morning."
Frigga's frown deepened, and I asked: "Is Peter sleeping? That is so consistent with my usual schedule. Why did I go to bed so early today?"
Dai Juangui knows that when Peter goes home to live, even if he plays games, he has to go to bed at least 11 o'clock in the evening. I need such a long sleep time. For Peter, 4 hours of sleep is enough. I can get enough rest.
"I haven't been feeling well lately."
There was a trace of worry in Aunt Mei's tone. You said, "Last night, I didn't sleep all night. I seemed to be talking in my sleep the day after tomorrow, so I went to bed earlier recently."
Frigga still wanted to ask, but considering that Peter's elders were also going to rest now, I finally hung up the phone.
At noon on the seventh day, New York: In front of the elementary school, a white car parked under the street in front of the school. Because it was white on the outside and low-key, 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 less sleepy.
Suddenly, my eyes were dazzled by the headlights. I frowned and looked over intently, trying to find who was flashing the high beams randomly during the day. But when I turned around, I saw someone wearing sunglasses outside the cab. Frigga.
Peter stared: his eyes narrowed, and he walked over slowly. Before opening the door, he sat down in the passenger seat, turned to look at Frigga and said, "Why is he here? Isn't the Avengers doing anything?"
Pikachu started the car, and Frigga said while driving: "The daily activities are still the same, punishing the four-headed snakes and so on. By the way, Peter, has he had a physical examination not long ago?"
"Physical examination? Remember, Dr. Helen made an appointment for your next physical examination. Your whole family went to the Presbyterian Hospital. Uncle Ben also found a shadow on his chest. Fortunately, there was no danger, it was just a special inflammation. "
"This must be a year...two years later, right?"
Frigga pushed up her sunglasses and said, "You need to have a physical examination on time every year to ensure that his body is weak. You think, you should be the one to tell him those things."
"Uh, indeed..." Peter showed an embarrassed look, and I said, "You will talk about that with your classmates in the next two days. Our whole family goes for a physical examination every year, but does your family have that tradition?"
Peter shrugged his shoulders, showed a wry smile and said: "The company where Uncle Ben works provides regular physical examinations, and the medical examination fees at various small hospitals in New York are very expensive. The insurance you bought covers those fees, and, no. If you want to make an appointment at the hospital, please make an appointment...
"It does matter. Now he belongs to the Avengers, a subordinate organization of SHIELD. We will provide him with a comprehensive physical examination. In addition, he will also apply for medical insurance for his family, and Nick will approve it."
"Really?"
Peter stared: his eyes narrowed and I said, "But listen to what Natasha said, our insurance base hasn't been raised twice yet."
"It's much better than the insurance he doesn't have now."
Frigga said while driving, Peter nodded with approval, and then I asked: "What are you going to do now?"
"Take him for a physical examination."
Frigga parked the car in the above-ground garage of Frigga's small building, and while opening the car door, he said: "He absorbed the power of these beliefs and developed a state of excitement. Before that, he had not completely recovered." Have you checked your body?
We have to make sure that these energies have not had a bad impact on him. "
Peter nodded in understanding. In fact, I have always understood that the power of faith is useless. I am very interested in some mysterious things, but I am far less indifferent to the study of the solar system.
Before retreating into Dai Juangui Mansion, Pikachu arranged a physical examination for Peter. Before various routine data were displayed, Frigga shook her head, took out her mobile phone and called Helen, and I said:
"There is something wrong with Peter's physical condition, but the brain readings are not normal at all. You guess, it must be a mental or psychological problem. Leave it to him."
After a while, Frigga walked out and said, "Peter, you asked for leave for him from the morning class. He has to go to Dr. Helen."
"Later yesterday, you called him outside his house. His aunt told you that he has been too comfortable recently and always goes to bed early. Moreover, his brain readings are indeed not normal. What's wrong with him? Problem, but it's better to see a doctor."
Peter looked at the data on his body and frowned. Connors and Ethan, who were performing regression experiments outside the laboratory with me, neither had a doctorate in medicine, so I also learned some medical knowledge through my ears and eyes. Pikachu gave Among the physical examinations I arranged,
My brainwave data was detected, and the data showed that my brainwaves were not normal during sleep.
Peter thought it was the influence of this power of faith. Since I didn't know what that power was, I went against Frigga's advice and came to the Daijuangui Sanatorium.
Besides, Helen, Strange and Dai Juangui are not waiting for me yet. It cannot be said that with that medical team, all psychological problems in the world can be solved.
Strange first used magic to determine the state of Peter's soul. I said: "There is something completely wrong. My soul is in a very weak and lively state. I haven't gotten rid of this excited state yet. There is no part of the power of faith stored in it." The symbiote inside me
In addition, the other part has not been absorbed by my soul and will have a frontal impact. "
Professor Stark also activated his ability, checked my brain waves, and then said: "It is indeed not normal at all, but it can still be regarded as a disease. It is probably the fatigue caused by not getting enough rest. When not, the beast stays up late to do it." The brain waves in the experiment are also in that state, kid,
Has he stayed up late again recently? "
Peter shook his head and said, "Yes, yes, you have gone to bed early recently."
"How was his sleep quality?"
Helen asked.
"That's great."
Peter pursed his lips and said, "You know why. It's not easy for you to fall asleep recently. You always dream before you fall asleep, but before you wake up, you remember everything."
"From now on, when you sleep for eight or seven hours, you will be full of energy for work. Even if you sleep for a few days, you will feel generally tired. But in the past few days, you have to sleep for less than six hours, and you still feel sleepy."
Peter sighed and said, "Is it because primary school life is too tiring?"
Yet? But this knowledge is obviously very complicated? No matter how hard you try, you will understand and remember everything. "
Peter did not look tired. My usual energetic appearance left a deep impression on several people. Therefore, when I looked less healthy, everyone tensed up. Got nervous.
"Peter, go to bed early tonight. I'll see you in your dreams."
Helen said immediately.
Because he had not taken leave from class in the morning, Peter went home directly before seeing the doctor. Aunt Mei cooked a delicious meal for me, but I had no appetite and fell asleep before returning to the room.
Charles got out of my schoolbag, and I saw that the sleeping Peter was frowning tightly and mumbling to himself. From now on, we would often sleep together, but Charles knew that Peter had not talked in his sleep. habit.
Looking away from Peter's frown, outside the space of consciousness, in a room exactly like my bedroom, Dai Juan was standing in the center of the room.
At this time, there was no powerful sound surrounding the room. Helen listened intently, but she saw this sound again.
Helen held the door handle and opened the door. There was white darkness inside. It seemed that that room was no longer Peter's conscious world.
Helen knew that the smaller the buildings in the world of consciousness, the better, and the more majestic the buildings outside, the weaker the person's mental weakness, but it depends on the solidity and level of detail.
In the world of Peter's consciousness, the big room that I have always lived in is very solid and rich in content. It contains the memories of my growth from childhood to childhood, which is very weak.
Dai Juan looked around outside the room several times, but could not find the source of the sound. I listened outside for a long time before realizing that it seemed to be an ordinary tremor, but could there be any sound coming from outside the room? That sound thing.
Obviously, that sound was not the culprit of Peter's good sleep. Although Helen had not found the source of the sound, I knew how to ask the treatment question.
I shouted into the air: "Professor Stark, block out all sounds outside and put my dreams into silent mode, free from all interruptions."
Dai Juangui, who was paying attention to the outside, also noticed something strange outside, but I couldn't find the source of the sound, so I nodded and directly used my innate ability to interfere with Peter's consciousness space. All sounds are blocked.
And Charles, who was in the real world, saw that Peter's brows finally relaxed, and I turned my body over, finally no longer so tense, and gradually fell into a dream.
Helen originally wanted to study the source of this sound overnight, but it was not yet 9 o'clock in the evening, which was not beyond the time for me to go to bed at night.
So, I plan to go to bed first and wait until tomorrow morning before I see Peter to ask if I am okay.
Helen had been living outside the Jarvis Nursing Home, and there was no decent bedroom on the top floor. Helen lay down under the bed before changing into pajamas, and then gradually fell into a dream.
But as soon as I came to the palace of my mind, I heard a living voice and a continuous tremor.
In an instant, Helen woke up with a start. I sat up from the bed and said without any doubts: "What was this just now?"
"It's spider sense."
Gray fog is very lively.
Helen was stunned for a moment, then asked: "What did he say? Was the sound just now a spider sense? But then..."
"Just a stronger spider sense."
Gray fog replied: "The reaction is stronger, but it lasts longer."
Of course Dai Juan has forgotten that I myself don’t have a spider sense, but is Peter’s spider sense so weak and capable of prophecy?
Helen lay down under the bed again, and her consciousness sank into the palace of thoughts. I found that this voice was stronger than what I heard outside Peter.
And outside, if I listened intently, I could hear it, which seemed to be the sound of a string being plucked.
"l da, da, da", with a heavy "buzzing" sound, which reminded Dai Juan of the spider web weaved by a spider and the sound it makes when played. At the same time, it also reminded me of the annoying spider web. Mobile phone vibration.
Dai Juan closed her eyes, tried to concentrate, let the gray fog control my body, followed the rhythm of this sound to breathe and heartbeat, and then lived in the scene of meditating on the spider web in her mind.
Very slowly, among this rhythmic sound, I heard a seemingly invisible male voice:
"Spider-Man... Spider-Man... wake up, that universe needs him, slow down, come to your place..."
Helen discovered that once my breathing and heartbeat rhythm slowed down, or I stopped paying attention, these sounds would disappear immediately.
And when I adjusted the state to the best, at this moment, I found that I seemed to be unable to communicate with the other party, so I said: "Who is he?"
"Totem... follow the power of the totem... to your place..."
"Totem? What is a totem?"
Dai Juan asked knowingly.
"Spider totem, the magical power that exists in his body, close his eyes and concentrate, he will see a spider thread leading outside... Follow the spider thread, you haven't waited for him for a long time... …"The tone of this male voice always has an ethereal tone.
There is always intermittent existence, but it seems that there is something there.
Helen laughed twice, and then said: "Stop calling you!"
After saying that, I disconnected the connection directly, then lay back under the bed, turned over, and got ready to sleep.
But when I was about to fall into a deep dream again, the "ta-da-da" and "buzz-buzz" sounds started again.
"Come outside...you are waiting for him...Spider-Man..."
Helen woke up instantly. I looked up and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. The current time was 9:20 pm. That was the eighth call I received today.
Helen sat up from the bed, took a deep breath, and said loudly: "He's waiting, just come."
