Chapter 61 Daily Life in Early Winter (Part 2)

"I think you may have some misunderstandings..."

Natasha's voice came from the other end of the phone: "No, you don't need to explain. In addition, SHIELD actually has medical insurance for family members. I said that our welfare benefits are quite good..."

"I don't... Wait, you mean there is money? 30% of the amount reported by Nick??? So high??? Captain America's bonus is only 18%..."

"Oh, yes, thank you for your comfort, she is fine..."

Natasha said on the other end of the phone: "I heard that Stark wants to hire some neuroscience experts to further transform his mecha. I hope you can remind him that even if Colonel Rhodes resigns from his position, the military will never give up. Even if there is no Air Force, there are still the Army and the Navy. This trouble is far from over..."

Schiller said: "I know, I believe Stark should be able to handle these things by himself now."

In fact, Schiller was right. Stark really had to handle these things by himself, and what was more troublesome was that he had to learn to take care of himself now.

Previously, most of Stark's weapons manufacturing and military industrial departments were managed by Obadiah, but now, Obadiah is still in a coma because of his serious injuries, old age, and poor recovery ability. Pepper is almost crazy busy. She wants to split herself into eight people.

Originally, Pepper was just Stark's personal secretary. Even if she helped him manage the company, she was only responsible for some personnel and procurement matters. As a result, now that Obadiah is lying down, Pepper began to take over the entire Stark Industrial Group in an all-round way. She no longer has time to take care of Stark's life.

As we all know, Stark's ability to take care of himself in life is basically zero. Originally, he had a good friend, Rod, to stay with, but now Rod is also on vacation. No matter how smart Jarvis is, he is just an electronic life and can't take care of Stark in every aspect.

Schiller and Stark stared at each other across the door of the clinic. Stark patted the door and said, "Let me in! It's still daytime, aren't you open here?"

"You don't have an appointment, so of course you're not open."

"Damn it, why can they come and go at any time, but I can't?"

"You also said that they can leave at any time, so how long do you plan to stay here? Don't tell me it's a month."

"Uh... not that long, it depends on how busy Pepper is. I guess with her wisdom, she can take over the entire Stark Industries Group in about three weeks."

"Three weeks??? I suggest you turn left to S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Hey, you know I don't want to go there, there are two old comrades of Howard there." Stark bent two fingers and made a quotation mark gesture.

"I can't stand having a tea party every day, reminiscing about their World War II years..."

As Stark was about to push the door open, Schiller held the door with his hand on the other side. He said, "Listen, I'm touched that you stayed up late to study neurological data for me, but that doesn't mean you can stay here for a month..."

"That Spider-Boy can do it, why can't I?"

Schiller took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

Stark stared at him outside the door. He was not wearing a mecha now, and the wind was blowing hard outside. He had to hold his scarf in a hurry.

Well, it looked a bit pitiful.

Schiller hesitated for a moment, and Stark pushed the door open and squeezed in. After entering, he patted his coat, looked up and down and said, "Your house is the most mismatched structure and function I have ever seen."

Schiller regretted it immediately, but what made him regret even more was still to come.

As a friend, Iron Man is indeed very loyal. If he only appears in front of you once a month, you will think he is the best friend in the world, smart, rich and loyal.

But when he appears in front of you every day for a month, you will only think he is a piece of shit.

Stark is a typical representative of those who can only be admired from a distance. Soon, Schiller realized that it was a wise thing for Rod to pack his luggage so quickly to travel to Antarctica. He must have anticipated the current situation and left New York without stopping.

The next morning, Schiller heard the movement downstairs before he got up. Stark was grinning and walked around the refrigerator. As a result, when he turned around, the cuffs of his sweater rubbed against the edge of the dining table. He cursed in a low voice, pulled out the sleeves with two fingers, and then quickly ran upstairs to change clothes.

When he came down again, he kept muttering: "Damn, I think the air here is full of oil smell, why can't you clean it up? God, the dust on the handrails here hasn't been cleaned for ten years, and those picture frames, that's basically a breeding ground for bacteria..."

"Oh, the kettle, and this kettle, did you know that the steam it sprays out may contain many bacteria that are not good for the respiratory tract..."

"Damn it, don't come over! You rat, I'm allergic to hair, go away, has it been vaccinated? Is it still carrying some plague?" Stark shuddered to himself.

After breakfast, Stark leaned on the sofa in the living room and said to the other end of the phone: "Oh, yes, yes... honey, I'm not so free recently. Magazine cover? Then you have to ask that bald editor-in-chief. You know, I'm also busy in Hollywood. Olivia? No, no, no, she's not as pretty as you. Of course, I guess no one will be sexier than you on that big show..."

Schiller, who was sitting by the window writing a paper, couldn't bear it anymore and hit Stark on the back of his head with a ballpoint pen. Stark screamed "Ah" and looked back at Schiller in shock.

After a while, Peter came and the two started playing games together again.

When these two people met, it really fully explained what it means to not sleep at night and not get up in the morning.

When Stark was in the laboratory, he basically reversed his day and night. He usually started doing experiments at 6 or 7 o'clock in the evening and continued until 8 or 9 o'clock in the morning, and then slept until the afternoon. According to him, the night was the time when he was most inspired.

Peter used to stay up all night, but because his house was being renovated, he stayed at Schiller's for a while. Schiller had a healthy schedule and went to bed early and got up early every day. In order not to cause trouble for the doctor, Peter also adjusted his schedule as much as possible, and now basically goes to bed around 12 o'clock.

As a yellow-haired mouse, Pikachu is actually a nocturnal creature, and his most active time is between 3 and 4 in the morning.

So, when Stark came, the three and a half people in this house lived in different biological clocks.

The fierce conflict of work and rest schedules made the whole house a mess. When Schiller was tidying up and preparing to go to bed, Stark had just woken up. When Stark and Peter were playing games, Peter was sleepy. When Stark and Pikachu fought until dawn and were ready to go to bed exhausted, Schiller had already woken up.

Not to mention that there are two superheroes flying around New York for nothing.

Iron Man usually saves the world during the day, which means sacrificing his daytime sleep time. Therefore, he will occasionally jump up like a corpse to save the world at 10 to 11 in the morning when Pikachu is sleeping soundly. For this reason, Pikachu almost peed in Stark's water cup.

And the good neighbor Spider-Man likes to go out at night, which also sacrifices his sleep time at night. Usually it is in the early morning when Schiller is sleeping soundly. For this reason, every time Peter goes out or comes back, he is often hit on the back of the head by flying ballpoint pens and tea cups.

Steve and Stark, who came to visit from time to time, had an irreconcilable conflict. Every time Steve passed by during his morning run, Stark was still awake. The sleepy Iron Man could not scold Captain America, so he was so angry that he did not even sleep and put on his iron suit to duel with Steve.

When the two men finished fighting and dispersed on the spot, it was almost noon. Yes, Peter, who had stayed up until midnight, got up again...

Natasha stood at the door of the clinic and asked Schiller very puzzledly: "Except your pet, there should be three people living here, but why can I only see one of them forever?"

"Colleagues in the statistics department have given up giving you a list of activity times. Every time I come here to find someone, it's like a lottery."

Schiller was also very angry. He said: "This is my house. Of course, their schedules follow my schedule, and my schedule is the healthiest. I go to bed at 8 pm and get up at 5 am. Is there a more regular schedule than this?"

Stark was also very confident. He said: "No great scientist would not do experiments all night. Night is the best time given by God to humans to use their genius brains. Please, the inventions I made at night can change the world. Why should I adjust it?"

Peter also complained: "Who goes to bed at 9 pm now? Sleeping well? My classmates are all like this, and there are too many new games released recently. Why do I stay up late? You have to ask those game manufacturers why they pile up all the fun games to be released this month..."

Pikachu makes more sense: "I'm just a mouse! You actually expect mice to adjust their work and rest schedules like humans? !"

The symbiote was also aggrieved. He said in Schiller's mind: "Their brains are always very fragrant in the middle of the night. They smell really delicious..."

Finally, one night, Schiller slept until the early morning, and the symbiote swallowed desperately in his brain. Schiller was just woken up, and Stark rushed into the door with excitement and shouted: "I know what this is about! ! ! Come and see! Look here! What do you think of this structure? As a neuron of nano-nerves... I'm a genius! This must work!"

The next morning, Pepper was at the door of the psychological clinic and received Stark, who was thrown out with his luggage and looked confused.