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Chapter 559: Stark's Bad Luck (1)

chapter 559: stark's bad luck (1)

in the office of arkham sanatorium near new york, schiller was busy working.

indeed, he had moved back because the small clinic in hell's kitchen couldn't accommodate them since ultron arrived.

they lived in a three-story american-style cabin, with schiller, peter, ultron, and a pikachu. steve and coulson often came to stay, and their conflicting schedules made it difficult for the nearby agents to keep up.

so, schiller moved back to his super luxurious sanatorium and enjoyed a life of luxury with an all-purpose butler.

one must acknowledge that having a butler who could work endlessly, attend to every need, understand people, and be highly efficient was truly amazing.

these days, schiller only did two things: during the daytime, he enjoyed life in his super luxurious sanatorium, and at night, he went to the temple of thought to mock dc schiller and his often malfunctioning butler, merkel.

in order to have enough time to mock dc schiller, marvel schiller even developed a habit of taking afternoon naps. after finishing his last stroke, he looked at his wrist and realized it was nap time. so, he put down his pen, stood up, stretched, and prepared to take a nap in the adjacent lounge.

just then, ultron's voice came, saying, "sir, there's a visitor. he didn't have an appointment, but he claims to be your friend. he says his name is thor odinson. should i let him in?"

schiller frowned, but he didn't really care about appointments, so he said, "alright, let him in."

soon, ultron led thor in. as thor walked towards schiller's desk, he glanced back at ultron, seemingly curious about schiller's new robotic butler.

"why are you here at this time? i haven't even congratulated you on becoming the new king," schiller rolled up his sleeves and sat down again.

"that's not important," thor's expression was very serious, and he spoke in a low tone, "i've discovered that lady loki might be in love!"

schiller widened his eyes and signaled to ultron. ultron brought a chair for thor, and schiller tapped his desktop, saying, "sit down and tell me more."

thor sat down and began speaking rapidly:

"you have no idea how abnormal she has been lately. every day, she carries mjölnir and walks around asgard with an angry expression. sometimes she goes to the library, sometimes to the archives, and she even went to the armory. can you believe it? lady loki went to the armory!"

"didn't she go to asgard's armory last time and steal the destroyer?" schiller took a sip of coffee and said.

"that's different! and what's even more terrifying is that i heard her say someone stood her up... um, is that how you say it on earth? stood her up, meaning someone didn't show up for a planned event..."

schiller nodded, confirming thor's statement. thor hadn't been to earth for a long time, and his accent had become heavier, but he still tried to explain, "and it's not just anger. sometimes she shows a conflicted expression, and the most terrifying thing is..."

thor's face now showed a look of horror as he said, "lady loki is actually practicing using mjölnir!..."

even schiller was surprised by this. he stared at thor and asked, "what did you say? lady loki is practicing using your damn hammer?"

"that's not a damn hammer! it's the divine artifact mjölnir!" thor slammed the table and said, "ever since i merged the powers of fire and lightning, i have complete control over mjölnir. therefore, i can lend it to lady loki."

"lady loki roams around in space every day, so she needs a powerful weapon for protection. that's why i infused my thunderbolt power into mjölnir, making it the first thunderbolt in space, which constitutes the new divine light power..."

"this is an incredibly powerful force, with more characteristics than a regular thunderbolt. it can create, destroy, and generate everything..."

"but despite me telling lady loki countless times how powerful mjölnir is, she still despises it, or rather, she despises all of asgard's weapons. warhammers, spears, shields—she doesn't even bother to look at them."

"her favorite things are gemstones, brewing magic potions, and reading books. the only form of weapon she can accept is a staff."

"but now, she's actually swinging a hammer!"

"but later, mr. stark got busy with other things and forgot about lady loki..."

schiller, who had just taken a sip of coffee, coughed twice from being choked. he could already imagine how angry lady loki must be.

and he fully understood why lady loki was angry. as two intelligent individuals, they both had their pride. although they resonated on certain topics, they each believed they were smarter.

when stark reached out for help, it meant that he had given in, acknowledged his loss, admitted that he wasn't smart enough, and still needed someone's assistance.

and those who considered themselves equally intelligent would undoubtedly feel a sense of satisfaction upon receiving his plea for help, thinking, "i am indeed stronger."

as a result, they would be filled with confidence and prepare to demonstrate their power in front of another equally intelligent person, surpassing them and proving themselves to be the smartest person in the world.

generally speaking, this was healthy competition. however, it didn't include the situation where the party seeking help suddenly no longer needed assistance and even stood up the other party, turning all their satisfaction, expectations, and confidence into nothing.

in a way, what thor said was correct. stark deceived lady loki's emotions, not in the realm of love, but for lady loki, it might be even more outrageous than love because it made her truly resemble a joker.

realizing this, schiller smiled, clearly thinking that his plan had a chance of success. he turned his head to ultron and said, "dr. pym once told me that he had shared brainwaves with you, which means you possess his knowledge and way of thinking, right?"

"yes, sir. dr. pym is my creator, and i am well aware of his intelligence," ultron replied, his eyes flickering with light. his tone sounded very rational, with a mechanical life's unique indifference, but without any paranoia or madness.

essentially, he was still a robot. when he was just born and hadn't even come into contact with society, it could lead to evil and crazy thoughts, but only due to programming errors. perhaps later, he would learn emotions like joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, but clearly, he couldn't do that yet.

but schiller didn't mind. witnessing an intelligent life gradually develop a complete personality, gaining emotions, was a very interesting subject. after marc's miraculous dissociative identity disorder symptoms resolved schiller's thesis for this season, ultron's personality formation could handle his next season's thesis.

schiller turned his head to ultron and asked, "so, does that mean you can create robots too?"

ultron nodded and said, "dr. pym can, and so can i."

"alright, i'll provide you with a blueprint. make a robot based on this blueprint, ensuring that the dimensions match exactly. otherwise, i might not be able to fit what i want inside. also, try to make it look as close to the blueprint as possible."

"in addition, fill all areas except the chest and abdomen with structure, leaving those two areas empty."

saying that, schiller walked towards the bookshelf and pulled out a messy stack of blueprints from the bottom shelf.

after handing them to ultron, ultron struggled to smooth out the messy creases before finally seeing the true content inside. it was a blueprint for an iron man steel combat suit.

the combat suit didn't appear to be the latest model, but due to stark's consistent aesthetics, his recent generations of combat suits looked almost the same, with updates rather than complete overhauls. therefore, it didn't differ much from the latest model.

with a slightly surprised tone, ultron said, "an iron man combat suit? sir, i'm sorry, but i might not be able to make this. it's stark's exclusive technology, and if i only have this design blueprint, i won't be able to..."

"i only need the appearance, even without the ability to fly or fire. it just needs to look exactly the same."

ultron pondered for a moment and said, "that should be possible."

"i remember there's a batch of molten steel in the sanatorium's warehouse, as well as some vibranium i acquired before. see if you can use them, and order any other materials you need. oh, and make sure jarvis doesn't find out."

after ultron left, schiller didn't do anything else. instead, he walked into the lounge and lay down on the bed, appearing as if he was going to take a nap.

but he didn't actually fall asleep. instead, he entered that mist-filled realm, the small isolated island floating above the massive city, where a giant monster egg lay silently.

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