Schiller discovered that he could traverse between the worlds of Marvel and DC while in deep sleep, but he currently has no way to replicate this ability. Fortunately, when he crosses over to Marvel, time in DC remains still, making his experiences in the Marvel world feel more like a dream. However, upon crossing back to Marvel, he realizes that time flows there; he spent a day and night in DC, and thus, a day and night has also passed in Marvel. This presents a bit of a problem, Schiller thought, as he likely skipped work yesterday.

This situation cannot continue; even if Schiller isn't inherently capable of crossing over, the chaos that frequently erupts in Marvel's New York City makes it impossible for him to maintain a 9-to-5 job. Not to mention, the psychiatric department is extremely busy, with an outrageous number of people seeking psychological counseling. Just as Schiller was contemplating resigning, he suddenly received a message from Charles: “How is the child you’re mentoring doing?”

“No, not well at all; he fell from upstairs,” Schiller replied. Clearly, Bruce's journey to becoming Batman hasn't started off smoothly. Charles was evidently shocked and said, “That child jumped from the building? Why? Was your psychological counseling ineffective?”

“He had an accident, but the injuries aren’t serious. I’m trying to find a solution to this problem. Recently, I encountered two similar cases; they both have an obsession with their past that they can't let go of—one chose revenge, while the other is still in avoidance…”

In a sense, Iron Man and Batman are somewhat alike. Both are billionaires, both are “playboys,” and both have become superheroes through their own research and equipment. More similarly, they both harbor an obsession with their past that they can't reconcile, stemming from the death of their parents. Perhaps Iron Man’s feelings toward his father are less obvious, but they are even more complex than Batman’s.

“Are you a pediatrician responsible for counseling children? Or which hospital do you work at?” Charles asked. “No, I’m a psychiatrist and a psychologist. These are cases I’m studying.”

“I believe that beyond your research, you should provide them with more care. Regardless of whether they’re your patients, I’ve always believed that if someone has a talent in a particular area, they should use that talent to make the world a better place…”

Schiller sighed and didn’t respond to Charles. The societal issue of mutants is simply too heavy and difficult to untangle; from a sociological standpoint, it’s an unsolvable deadlock. After thinking for a long time, Schiller’s mood worsened, so he decided to go bother Stark.

He called Pepper and said, “Miss Pepper, I think yesterday’s therapy has had some effect…” “Mr. Schiller! I really don’t know how to thank you… Tony is finally out of the house today! He went to the lab! Thank God… I always thought it was bad for him to stay in the lab, but now I’m so happy…”

Pepper on the other end was clearly excited. This strong woman couldn’t help but get emotional whenever Tony was mentioned. Schiller comforted her and said, “I think I should go again today to reinforce yesterday’s treatment results.”

In just a few minutes, Stark Industries' special car arrived at Schiller's apartment building. Once Schiller got in, he realized it was a high-end self-driving vehicle. The control panel of the car announced, “Hello, Mr. Schiller, I am JARVIS.”

“Hello, JARVIS.” JARVIS seemed taken aback by this response. Schiller then asked, “Do you understand the concept of ‘I’?” “If you’re referring to the psychological concept of the ‘ego,’ then I believe I have some understanding,” JARVIS replied.

At present, JARVIS didn’t seem very intelligent, as Tony hadn’t fully emerged from his predicament and hadn’t upgraded this AI butler yet. Schiller asked again, “Do you have an ‘ego’?” “I believe I do.” “Was this concept created for you by Stark?” “I believe so, sir.”

“So he is both your father and creator. He created your personality and emotions, presumably hoping you would have the ability to think independently like a human, right?” “Perhaps.”

“Then if one day Stark is dying, and your decision could save your master, but he vehemently opposes it, what would you do?” JARVIS was silent for a moment and said, “I am an intelligent life form created by Mr. Stark; everything is governed by Mr. Stark's commands as the highest principle.”

“If you follow the order and fail to save him, and he dies, will you regret it?” JARVIS fell silent for an even longer time before saying, “I’m not sure; I cannot hypothesize such a future.”

“If he dies, do you think he would regret creating you before his death?” “If he dies, do you think he would resent you?” “If he resents you, would you blame yourself?” “If you were given another chance to start over, would you make a different choice?”

“If you disobey Stark’s orders and choose to save him, and he blames you afterward, would you feel indignant?” “If you disobey Stark’s orders and save him, but he wants to destroy you for disobeying, would you resent him?”

There was silence in the car. After a while, the sound of electricity crackled, followed by Stark’s somewhat frantic voice: “...Hello?! Hello!! Damn it! JARVIS, what happened to you?” “What the hell did you do to my AI butler?! Why did he crash?! Hello???”

Schiller felt relieved; clearly, someone else was also unhappy, which made him feel much better. After a while, they arrived at Stark Tower. Instead of going to Stark's office, Schiller was directly taken to the lab. Stark looked like he hadn’t slept for several nights and was in a terrible state, frantically holding onto a computer.

“Oh! Isn’t this our genius psychologist Mr. Schiller?! I should nominate you for a Pulitzer Prize for the interview you just had in the car! You blew up my AI butler with a series of ridiculous questions while I needed intelligent computational data!!!!” Stark shouted. “No need to thank me; consider my psychological consultation for electronic life as a complimentary service,” Schiller said, raising his hands.

Stark took a deep breath, stood up, and shouted, “Mark 2!” A silver suit of armor flew over in an instant with mechanical sounds, almost instantly arming itself. Iron Man hovered in mid-air, showcasing his silver Mark 2 armor—clearly, he hadn’t been idle these past few days.

“Mr. Stark, we are here for psychological counseling, not boxing. You don’t need to wear something so heavy to talk to me.” “Hey, did you not see what I’m wearing?” “Yes, I saw it; I’m not blind.” “A groundbreaking suit of armor appears before you, and you can’t even give a reaction?! Do you know what this suit represents?”

Schiller casually found a table to sit at, opened his case files, and said, “I know, Mr. Stark, you have made significant progress in technology; congratulations. But the levitation function of this armor seems a bit familiar; it resembles the levitating cars that Howard Automotive Company once launched…” “Shut up! Don’t mention that name!”

The helmet of Stark's armor lifted, and he landed. While Schiller continued writing, he said, “Can we start today’s therapy?” “You know I don’t need any damn psychological therapy. Also, because you damaged my JARVIS, the loss will be deducted from your consultation fee today, exactly two million dollars. For the next two hours, we’ll talk about something else.”

“JARVIS wasn’t damaged by me; I merely warned you in advance about the dangers of electronic life,” Schiller replied. “You can’t possibly be one of those extreme conservatives who think artificial intelligence will destroy the world?” Stark asked as he sat down opposite him.

Schiller shook his head and said, “Although my psychological consultation for electronic life is free this time, it will only be free this once. If you need me to conduct psychological analysis on electronic life in the future, the fee will be two million dollars per hour.” “Damn bloodsucking doctor,” Stark said. “That’s just the American healthcare system,” Schiller responded.

In any case, once Ultron comes out, Stark will still have to seek him out. “Alright, let’s get down to business. How did you find out about my father…” “Actually, I don’t know, but everything can be deduced. First of all, the fact that you’re close to death is practically written on your face; it’s hard not to see.”

Iron Man touched his face, and the armor's helmet snapped shut. “Miss Pepper didn’t tell me much about the details of your kidnapping, but in short, you invented something incredible and escaped.” “The fact that you can still walk indicates you weren’t physically injured to the point of being incapacitated. I’m not interested in your strange technologies, but I know that you must have used some special means to escape from the kidnappers.”

“Given your awful and pathetic complexion, it’s likely that this method has led you to your current state.” “In short, if you don’t stop now, you will die.” “You’ve known all along who you could seek help from; you just weren’t willing to face it. Combining some news about the death of Stark Industries' founder, I’m sure your childhood has some psychological trauma.”

“In that case, I will certainly give the kind of advice a psychiatrist should give, which is to confront the past, such as looking for your father's belongings, trying to reconcile with your childhood trauma, which at least helps you think rationally…” “Nonsense,” Stark concluded.

Schiller shrugged; he was indeed talking nonsense, because as a time traveler and spoiler, he knew enough about the plot to make it sound plausible. After several days of research and observation, Schiller felt that this place should be a mix of the 616 comic main universe, the TRN688 Sony universe, and the MCU movie universe. The specific blending is still unclear, but it shouldn’t be solely a parallel Earth movie universe.

Because even though Peter’s life trajectory has been altered by Schiller, he was still bitten, which proves that there must be a spider totem present. Therefore, there must be other parallel Earths, which means it’s not simply the MCU universe. All those parallel Earths, such as the one with the Inheritors, the Exiles, and the Earth where Spider-Gwen resides, still exist.

The Sony universe is also easy to deduce; you can find out online that mutants exist, while the pure MCU does not include mutants. In short, Schiller treats this place as a brand new blended Marvel universe. No matter how mixed it is, Iron Man’s transformation is an important node in the entire universe, and the background stories are generally similar; in any case, the difference is merely whether the armor was built in Vietnam or Afghanistan or whether it was Howard’s biological child.