Chapter 2255: Late Autumn in Jincheng (38)

"On the eve of the end of the war, nothing could break into Stark Tower, but that didn't mean that Pepper wouldn't be injured. There were several explosions at the edge of the building, and the building was severely shaken. Pepper was too fragile. She broke her arm and possibly two ribs, Stark said slowly.

"What's more serious is her mental problem. I don't think the war scenes scared her. She is a very strong person and has survived countless disasters. This time is no exception."

"I think the problem has always been the relationship between us." Stark was a little excited. He hammered the guardrail with his other hand and said, "She doesn't believe that I chose to give up fighting for Stark Tower at the last moment. She She began to be confused about who her lover was, and she didn’t know whether to believe the incriminating evidence published by the media. Her mind was splitting. "

"I have to be by her side, but when everyone points their fingers at me, I have to quell the bigger trouble, otherwise she won't be able to survive."

Stark closed his eyes in pain and said, "If I don't follow them or escape by myself, they will definitely accuse Pepper of harboring the crime."

"My surname is Stark. For the sake of the Stark Group, they will follow the legal procedures honestly. But Pepper is just my secretary. Apart from me, he has almost no one to rely on. I can't imagine them." In order to find out my whereabouts, what will happen to Pepper, even if it is just imprisonment, Pepper's condition is simply unbearable. "

"You are so wrong." Schiller commented in a tone that told the truth: "If you are not a naturally ruthless madman, don't do things that only madmen would do. If you do, you should make up your mind in advance. Determined to give up all love."

"I don't need you to repeat all this again." Stark roared: "It doesn't make any sense to stand here and make sarcastic remarks after everything happened. Is that your level? Doctor?!"

"I'm not a psychiatrist." Schiller shook his head and said, "But I must frankly admit that some of my behaviors have led to your current situation, so I can give you some useful suggestions."

"What is it?" Stark stared at Schiller's eyes, but he didn't see much information from his distracted eyes.

"Pepper needs company, but you can't stay with her. You know that she won't go with you until she makes her final choice, and her physical condition cannot support some of your compulsory actions that are close to kidnapping. behavior.”

Stark was silent, but he had to admit that Schiller summed it up very accurately. He could hardly find any way to deal with Pepper.

Bai Can is not a good person, but although he often looks like a crazy villain who is for profit regardless of the consequences, as long as he is still for profit, he is not a pure madman.

What was reversed was his view of good and evil, and only his view of good and evil. The abundant emotions in Stark's mind were still with him, but this time he gave them all to Pepper.

"What do you suggest?" Stark asked, looking into Schiller's eyes.

"The only one who can accompany her is Stark. Since you can't, let the other one go."

Stark shook his head and said: "You think I haven't thought about it? But he has no body, just an electronic consciousness. Stark Tower is now sealed, and Pepper is also being investigated by the FBI. The two of them have no idea. Can’t meet.”

"If your backup consciousness can't travel to the real world, let Pepper also become an electronic life."

Stark stared at Schiller blankly. He raised his voice in disbelief and said, "What?"

"If you know how to back up your consciousness, you can upload Pepper's consciousness to the computer in the same way. This will not only avoid the FBI's investigation of him, but also allow her to have your company."

"This... this can't work." Stark said after shuddering for a moment: "This is very dangerous, and what about her body?"

"Leave it to the superheroes, Captain America, Spider-Man, and even Nick, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., when they know that this is an unconscious injured body, and if something goes wrong with the body, it may lead to Pepper's death, they will make sure that this physical safety.”

After Stark was stunned for a while, he suddenly realized that, yes, superheroes are such people. They pursue procedural justice. If a person is guilty, he must go to court and face trial, and cannot be killed in private.

Pepper's condition has become so serious that she has lost consciousness. No matter what the FBI wants to do, the heroes will definitely protect her. This is related to what they pursue most, and they will go all out.

Stark looked at Schiller with a somewhat complicated expression. He said, "You used all the psychological treatment you gave those superheroes to do this, manipulate them, and then take advantage of their loopholes?"

"I told you, I'm not a psychiatrist."

Stark took a deep breath until his chest was full. He turned his head to the side and said, "You know what I am thinking now. You will laugh at me for being cowardly, hesitant, and indecisive."

"It's human to not want to share the things you truly love with others, but don't forget what gave you the advantage over Pepper."

Schiller's words were blown into Stark's ears by the wind. He had never hated the sound of the wind as much as he did today, because those noisy noises made Stark unable to tell whether it was sincere advice or manipulation.

But even if it was poisonous honey, Stark had no other choice because he knew Schiller was right.

Before the final battle, Pepper had no hesitation. She did not admit that the evil Iron Man, White Can, was Tony Stark. She thought that something might be disguised as him and never gave him a good face.

What really shook Pepper was that in the final battle, White Can gave up fighting with the electronic consciousness Stark for control of the Stark Group in order to resist foreign enemies. This made Pepper realize that the evil Stark was also Stark, and Stark loved her.

It can be said that this is the culprit of Pepper's poor mental state. Accepting the love of the evil Iron Man made her feel guilty, but she could not deny this love. This was the most torturous self-pull.    Stark understood that only by taking a step back like this could Pepper see his love more clearly. The strongest rope that can manipulate a person is not gratitude, but guilt.

"You have done well before." Schiller said again. He took a small step forward. Stark almost had no place to stand. The strong presence made Stark unable to ignore his words at all.

"You accepted the FBI's arrest for Pepper, which must have been seen by her, and she must have tipped the scales in your favor."

"Is it a good thing that she can't access electronic consciousness? Maybe not. Many times, only by comparison can we make firm choices."

"What do you think your backup consciousness will say to her? Want her to be grateful to you? Of course not, he will only scold you in front of Pepper for giving up and you deserve to be arrested."

"But if human emotions can always stand firmly on the side of justice, there won't be so much confusion. When all a person's thoughts start from emotions, if you talk too much about justice with her, it will only push her further away."

Stark's hands clenched tighter and tighter. He felt his palms sweating and his arms stiff.

"Do you think I should do this?"

"Of course, and most importantly, once Pepper makes a choice, our righteous hero Stark will not cling to her like you do. It is more likely that he will feel collapsed and disappear."

Stark pursed his lips, stared into Schiller's eyes and said, "You are more despicable than I thought, Schiller, I simply can't describe it."

"You will never find an accurate word to describe me, never before, and never in the future. You will only know a new me all the time. How does this make you feel?"

Stark raised his head slightly in pain, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his head tilted to one side, his arms spread wider, and his body stuck to the railing.

"People all over the world should see your manipulative skills, so that they will never call me a manipulative person again." Stark gritted his teeth and said, "You damn psychopath."

"I've said it before, don't define me easily, because you will always know a new me through something."

Schiller took a step back and finally made way for the room. Stark looked like a corpse that suddenly fell from a cross, looking embarrassed and staggering.

He knew that he suddenly lost his composure. Such tension was not entirely due to the fatigue brought by the successive wars and interrogations, but more because of Schiller's oppression.

The Schiller he saw today was different from the one he knew before. He knew too well how to use everything he could to oppress others.

When he sublimated this expertise into art, and then turned this skill into instinct, almost no intelligent life could resist it.

Stark walked into the bedroom holding the door frame, and then walked through the bedroom back to the corridor. He felt soaked, as if he had just fallen into an ice hole and was pulled out again, so that he didn't want to look back and see Schiller standing by the door and watching him.

At the corner of the stairs, he still couldn't help looking back. Schiller stood in the shadow in front of the door. His figure against the light showed a kind of evil and divinity, which made people want to escape in fear, but also want to worship him.

"It's rare that Schiller would give such useful advice directly." Pamela commented after retracting the vines.

She turned her head to look at Natasha, but found that Natasha's face had turned black, so she couldn't help but ask curiously: "What's wrong? Ma'am, why are you worried?"

"For the IQ of these damn idiots." Natasha kept glancing at Pamela with her eyes, and the meaning was already written on her face.

Pamela looked at her puzzledly.

Natasha sighed and said, "Why don't you understand? When Schiller told you it was over, it meant that it was just beginning."

"First money, then goods, first goods, then money, it's all a trick of changing one's mind from day to day. No one can take anything away from him without paying a price. It's just that some Schillers will clearly mark the price, while others will force you into a desperate situation and then let him take whatever you want."

"Is it really that scary?"

"Do you really think it's over?" Natasha asked Pamela in return: "He ran to Schiller for help when he was most vulnerable, and Schiller kindly pointed out a clear way for him. The two of them parted ways, maybe never to see each other again?"

Pamela frowned slightly.

"You mean, it's not that simple?"

Natasha nodded helplessly.