Chapter 3437 The Son of Midnight (Thirty-six)

A car slowly stopped at the door of the Roxon Energy Industrial Building. The crossbar was lifted and the car slowly drove into the underground parking lot.

As soon as Schiller opened the car door and got out, a row of security personnel in black suits and sunglasses walked out in front of him. The leader walked forward with headphones and shook hands with Schiller.

"Hello, Dr. Schiller, please come with us."

Schiller followed them towards the elevator, thinking about the information he learned yesterday. Dario Ag was very cunning and must fight this battle today.

Schiller adjusted his condition and reached out to touch the marlin brooch on his chest. The security guard standing in the front row looked back quietly at his movements.

Walking out of the elevator, Schiller was asked to conduct a basic security inspection. Two female security personnel came over to do the inspection.

"Sorry, sir. You need to remove all the sharp items. Can you please take the brooch down? After your visit, all items will be returned to you as it is."

Schiller was not surprised. He took the brooch down and handed it to the security staff. Another person came over and took the brooch away, but he walked into Schiller's blind spot and could not see which direction he was going.

But anyway, he didn't really want to use a brooch. To be precise, it was not used physically, but just needed the personality skills represented by the symbol.

"Can you please take off your glasses?" said the security officer again.

Schiller frowned slightly, pretending to be dissatisfied, but he still took off his glasses.

When he was wearing glasses, the reflection of the glasses could cover his pupils well, and he could only vaguely see a contour, which looked no different from ordinary people.

But once he takes off his glasses, his gray pupils without any other color tendencies will appear particularly eye-catching, showing a desolate way that makes his hair stand on.

Although Schiller did not make any deterrent expression, he stared at his security personnel and beat up in unison.

Schiller immediately lowered his eyes, covering half of his pupils, pretending that nothing had happened just now.

But, security personnel need to conduct pupil safety inspections, because in this era there are video and surveillance equipment that can be buried in the pupils, so they need to use detection lights to shine on the eyes.

Schiller had to cooperate and open his eyes. He could clearly see the inspector's hand holding up the lamp a little hesitant, while the hands of several security personnel next to him were already pressing on the gun.

This made him suddenly recall why he had to wear glasses even though he was not myopic.

It is said that eyes are windows of the soul, and Schiller has a deep understanding of this. In his previous life, because he was mixed-race, his pupils were lighter, and his slightly neurotic gaze could always easily distinguish him from ordinary people. In order to avoid this, he had to wear glasses.

This life is even worse. Gray, which has no color tendency, is a color that belongs to inorganic substances. Once it appears on the body of intelligent life, it often means death and destruction. Combined with Schiller's gaze, it is really a good person who is better than tens of millions of torture instruments and is a good person to interrogate.

Seeing the security personnel finish the inspection tremblingly, Schiller wanted to bring his glasses, but they had no intention of returning them to him. Several security personnel led him forward without squinting.

I can only say that fortunately I am not really myopia, and I am just immersively experiencing pathological treatment.

Walking in, Schiller came to another office, not the one that Sang Miao took him to before, but the top floor of the building on the ground. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a huge floor-to-ceiling window.

However, the decoration here made Schiller feel a little familiar. It was not the very modern luxury dress of the Stark Building, but mainly gold and dark green. The patterns were made of many figure patterns. It looked like Asgard's Asgard.

However, this copycat immortal palace is far inferior to the real immortal palace. On the one hand, the area is not large enough and the dome is not high enough. This magnificent decorative style is really awkward to squeeze into a space with a height of less than four meters. On the other hand, the decorative patterns of the characters are used in the wrong place, and there are problems with the arrangement of clergy. Even if the Asgardians are rough and bold, there will definitely be no problems in this regard.

Dario even was proud of this style. He said: "The decoration style of the Roxen Energy Industrial Building imitates the Asgardian Palace. I dare say we have achieved at least 90% restoration. I am afraid that when the God King comes, he will feel at home."

Schiller looked at the decoration here again, but couldn't help but say, "Don't you know that Asgard's art and culture are in line with Nordic?"

"No, no, no, of course it's different. Nordics have completely abandoned history. The overly concise things they made have no Asgardian aesthetic. Only I am the orthodox artistic style of Asgard."

Schiller sighed in his heart and thought: If you knew that the current God King Thor had pretended his apartment in New York to be a Nordic minimalist style, you would probably be so anxious that you would scratch your head.

Dario had been standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window before, and only then did he turn around when he found Schiller silent. The moment he saw Schiller's pupils, he was stunned.

“I asked your staff to return my glasses, but they turned me down,” Schiller said. “So if you suffer any mental damage from it, it’s not my responsibility.”

Dario suddenly looked away, then looked up and down at Schiller, saying, "Did you use this to control the patients and make them obedient?"

"No. But I guess you won't want to listen to other methods." Schiller walked onto the sofa and sat down. He would never do this normally, but to take the initiative in the conversation, his movements and postures are very important.

"Well, what do you think?"

"What?"

"Everything here." Dario walked over and spread his hands, as if he was showing the room, as if he was showing himself, he said, "Everything about Roxen Energy Co., Ltd., and me. What do you think?"

Schiller really wanted to reply to his four words "a piece of shit", but he thought he could not say that. Although he had a cat, he could not insult the dog so much.

"What kind of evaluation do you want?" Schiller said. "I am a psychologist, and I can only evaluate it from your perspective. What do you want me to evaluate you?"

"I think this is a masterpiece," said Dario. "To be a great civilization, we must imitate everything about them, including their civilization structure, art culture, ideas, and most importantly, their courageous spirit."

Schiller nodded and said, "If such creative processes can bring you spiritual satisfaction, then I think they are valuable."

"What about this? Don't you think about what they can bring to human civilization?"

"It's still the same question, what do you hope they can bring to human civilization?"

"Asgard will be very satisfied with this," said Dario. "They will feel that humans are the closest civilization in the universe, that we are their own people. They will accept us."

"Then what?"

"We can enjoy the same reputation as them. The whole universe will fear us, and will have endless resources and power to tremble like them. Isn't this the ultimate goal of human civilization?"

"Do you think so?" Schiller asked sincerely. It was indeed the first time he had heard of Dario's philosophy.

Dario nodded, walked to the opposite side of Schiller and sat down and said, "I think the current development route of the earth is completely wrong. Asgard is the top civilization in the universe. If we don't learn from it, who else can we learn from?"

"You want the earth to learn from Asgard? In what way?"

"I said, we have to do a little better." Dario's hand clenched his fist, and he said, "What we do now is wrong. Building our own fleets will only cause their dissatisfaction. No lord would want his subordinate knights to sharpen their swords too quickly. We can ask them to send troops to garrison the earth, which is equally safe and much easier than building a bunch of rags by themselves."

The remarks sounded so stupid that Schiller didn't know if he really thought so. But he soon understood that Dario should be trying.

The biggest obstacle for his and the Dark Elf's plan to succeed is Asgard. At least in his opinion, only Asgard can solve the gravity trap created by Asgard.

If Asgard has made any moves in the near future, their plan will be at risk of failure. So he deliberately mentioned Asgard, as if he wanted to see Schiller's attitude towards Asgard.

"Asgard probably won't send troops to garrison the earth," Schiller said. "They do not rule the nine kingdoms in this way."

Seeing Dario's eyes flash, Schiller knew that he had guessed correctly. Sure enough, Dario asked, "Then what way do you think they rule here? Is it magic?"

Schiller shook his head again and said, "World Tree. They hold the World Tree. The World Tree allows them to see every move in every corner of the nine major kingdoms."

The answer seemed to be beyond Dario's expectations. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Shiller and asked, "Is the World Tree really that strong? They are looking at us through the World Tree now? How do you know?"

Schiller now understands why Stark said that Dario doesn't understand technology anymore. Dario doesn't even understand technology. He has no scientific thinking at all.

The way he speaks and asks questions is very similar to a politician. He makes a speech, hoping that the audience will give him the reaction he expected. Once the listener does not have this reaction, they will feel confused and angry.

Once the listener asks them a question they don’t understand, their next step is not to humbly ask for advice and understand what this thing is, but to directly use the rhetorical attack to gain a verbal advantage.

They don’t care what the audience is thinking. They just keep talking according to their own ideas. If they can’t continue, they use this kind of rhetorical question to suppress their questions and then continue talking.

A classic example is “Don’t you all have cell phones?”

"It just so happens that His Highness Loki, the prince of Asgard, is also my friend. I want me to call him over and let's talk together?"

Dario did not expect Schiller's reaction. He seemed to not believe Schiller was serious, so he said: "I have no intention of questioning your relationship with him, but the prince of Asgard should be very busy, right?"

He thought Schiller would take advantage of the situation and fool the topic directly, but Schiller said: "His prince is indeed very busy. But if I invite him over, he should give me this face."

After saying that, he stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, snapped his fingers and said, "Your Highness, do you have time to talk?"

Dario also stood up, and was about to say something, when a magic light flashed and Loki's figure appeared in the office.

"What's the matter? Dr. Schiller?"

Schiller turned his head and saw Loki wearing a long dark green dress, the crown on his head was shining with golden light, and the scepter in his hand was shining with magical glory. Good guy, he was afraid he had started dressing up since he hung up the phone yesterday.

As soon as Rocky landed, she was confused when she saw the environment here.

Where did this come from? Is this still the earth? Why does this look so much like my toilet?

Turning his head again, he met Schiller's barren gray eyes without glasses. He was no longer confused now. He took a step back and said dryly.

"Uh... I suddenly remembered that the fire at home was forgotten to close. You guys talk first, I'll leave first."
Chapter completed!