On Schiller's first day back in Marvel's New York, Peter arrived at the clinic dejectedly, his arm still in a sling.
Schiller looked him up and down and said, "Your trip out West doesn't seem to have gone very smoothly."
Peter sighed, sat down opposite Schiller, and placed his backpack on his lap, accidentally bumping his injured arm.
He cried out "Ah!" then sighed again, saying, "Putting everything else aside, I might really not be cut out to be a Super Hero."
"What's wrong? Did you run into a tough opponent?"
"The opponent wasn't tough at all, but..."
Next, in Peter's description, Schiller heard about his and Captain America's, this truly ridiculous, trip out West.
Steve is a veteran, rich in experience, but likewise, as Captain America, his past team members were all elite warriors, already tempered through countless battles.
Even new recruits were not lacking in various combat skills, only a bit of practical experience.
But Little Spider Peter, he is currently a blank slate, fighting mostly with street brawling, and his defense relies almost entirely on his physical prowess, not to mention any tactical acumen.
To train Little Spider, Steve deliberately did not let S.H.I.E.L.D. arrange the itinerary, but set off with Peter himself.
The first problem they encountered on this road trip was Peter's insatiable appetite.
Peter's spider mutation growth period hadn't passed yet; he needed to eat a large amount of food every day.
Even if Steve had money, anyone who's seen a few road movies knows that it's hard to guarantee a suitable place to eat every meal.
Most of the time, you just buy some instant food to carry in your backpack and take a few bites when you're hungry.
But Peter ate too much; the things they carried in their backpacks were gone within two meals.
So, the two had to change their itinerary, and after taking the first bus, they transferred to the nearest small town.
The prices in this small town weren't high, but Peter still ate over a thousand dollars worth of food.
Credit cards weren't supported here, and the cash Steve brought quickly ran out, so their road wandering trip, which hadn't even begun, ended just like that.
Steve had no choice but to call Coulson to send him money, and in the end, S.H.I.E.L.D. drove them to their destination, solving Peter's eating problem along the way.
Ever since Schiller took Spider-Man and Pikachu to raid S.H.I.E.L.D.'s food supply last time, they urgently developed a new type of compressed dry ration with nutrient solution, capable of providing a large amount of energy beyond what normal people need.
This avoided the embarrassing situation of Peter eating out every restaurant along the way.
Once they arrived, Steve began to take Little Spider to scout for traces of those ninjas.
Although Peter learned a lot during this process, he still messed up most things.
He possesses Superman's strength and recovery ability, but there's one thing: he talks too much and is too restless.
At first, when Peter didn't understand anything, it was fine; he just obediently followed behind Steve, watching how he investigated information.
But later, Peter learned a little, and his inherent talkativeness and restless genes started acting up again.
Peter learned a little trick, so he felt he could do better.
If Steve wanted to climb over a wall, he would jump onto the top of the wall.
If Steve wanted to approach a security guard to knock him out, he would directly crawl over the roof, then jump in front of the security guard, greet him, and then punch him in the face.
In short, two guys with completely different combat styles, with no tacit cooperation, messed up all the reconnaissance missions.
Fortunately, those ninjas seemed convinced that no one would come to the desolate West, so their tracks were relatively easy to find.
Before long, Steve and Peter still found one of their small strongholds.
What happened next was even more speechless.
Originally, they were only dealing with a few low-level ninjas.
Steve's estimate was correct; this trip was just a warm-up.
Although those ninjas jumped around and would suddenly disappear, they actually couldn't fight well.
But the problem came with this disappearance.
Steve swung a shield, the ninja disappeared, and behind him was Peter, who was just about to scare the ninja and make a funny face at him.
The hard shield hit Peter's arm with a "bang!", breaking it on the spot.
This was Captain America's first time firing on friendly forces in his life, and the effect was quite outstanding.
"Steve told me it would be better to deal with these enemies from behind, so I swung from the rafters, wanting to ambush them from behind, but who knew he changed to a frontal attack again?
I never knew his strength was so great; I flew backward directly and was slammed against the wall..."
"Those ninjas were knocked down by him in a few moves, but I was also knocked down by him in one hit," Peter said somewhat pitifully.
Schiller really couldn't hold back his laughter.
Peter said resentfully, "Laugh, laugh, I've already been laughed at by Coulson, Natasha, and Matt for several days since I got back."
Schiller tried hard to suppress his laughter.
He comforted Peter, saying, "Don't be sad, you should feel honored.
The last person to be sent flying by Captain's shield like that was HYDRA's leader."
"I know I talk a lot, but I can't control myself; I get like this when I'm excited..."
"Perhaps you've heard a saying, which is 'Sometimes, words are more powerful than fists,'" Schiller said.
After a while, Steve didn't come, but Natasha did.
The Agent said, holding her head, "Stark went to talk to Director Fury and ran right into Steve coming back.
The two of them turned everything upside down."
"Then why are you looking for me? I can't pull them apart."
"The Director has already found people to pull them apart, but the problem now is that Steve keeps bringing up Stark's father, and Stark absolutely refuses to believe that Steve is his father's old comrade, Captain America."
"Or rather, he believes it, but just doesn't want to admit it," Schiller said.
Natasha covered her forehead and said, "In short, as S.H.I.E.L.D.'s senior psychological consultant, you must mediate this now..."
Natasha saw Schiller's intention to refuse.
She said, "Listen, the situation now is like this: Iron Man and Captain America are arguing fiercely.
Director Fury wants to participate in the mediation, but the two of them team up and curse him."
"Coulson also wanted to go up and break up the fight, but all three of them separately thought Coulson was biased towards the other side.
Nick thought Coulson should help him mediate the conflict between the two, Stark already knew Coulson was Captain America's loyal fan and thought he would definitely take sides, and Captain America thought Coulson was a good person and shouldn't be misunderstood by the other two parties..."
"Simply put, all three parties stick to their own arguments and don't trust each other, but there's really no more trustworthy fourth party to be found on the scene."
"Obviously, Nick wants both of them to join the team organized by S.H.I.E.L.D., which is why the current situation has arisen, right?"
Natasha was a little surprised by Schiller's perceptiveness, but she still said, "I think this is a good solution for everyone.
After all, if two people act independently, many problems will arise, such as this time with Steve and Peter..."
"But obviously, Steve and Peter's unsuccessful operation was Peter's problem, not Captain America's," Schiller said.
Peter's resentment deepened.
He said, "Hey, Doctor, you just comforted me!"
Schiller said, "Speaking of breaking up a fight, I do have a better candidate."
With that, he grabbed Pikachu, who was sitting next to him, by the neck and lifted it up, throwing it into Natasha's arms.
Natasha grabbed Pikachu's two short little hands, lifted it to her face, and said, "I know you have a talking yellow mouse, but what good is it?
It can't even beat Nick, the weakest of the three parties."
Schiller said, "Believe me, sometimes, words are more powerful than fists."
Several hours later, it was dark, and there was a loud "clanking" sound of banging on Schiller's clinic door.
He opened the door, and Steve, Stark, Coulson, and Natasha were all there.
Pikachu was held in Iron Man's armored arms, and Stark tightly covered the yellow mouse's mouth with his hand.
Schiller opened the door, let them in, and then said, "You'd better not let reporters catch what you're doing right now, Stark, otherwise animal protection organizations will go crazy."
"No animal protection organization would protect a mouse like this!" Stark said, and with that, he roughly grabbed Pikachu by the tail and threw it to Schiller.
Coulson looked ten years older, and Natasha leaned against the doorframe, saying, "Doctor, you really provided us with a very effective solution!"
She said "very effective" through gritted teeth.
Schiller handed his phone to Pikachu to charge it.
Steve sat down, covering his forehead, and said, "God, I don't even know what just happened..."
"I originally thought Peter was the noisiest person in this World, but I didn't expect..."
As he spoke, he showed a pained expression; clearly, the recent repeated torment was pushing the good-tempered Steve to the brink of collapse.
"He is indeed the noisiest person in this World, because Pikachu is a mouse," Schiller said.
"It cursed everyone present with swear words I've never heard in my life.
Nick couldn't even find a chance to interject, speaking with a Canadian accent, cursing S.H.I.E.L.D. from top to bottom, from Nick Fury's eye patch to the glass water cup on the desk, all of it."
"He chattered for at least six hours, not a single word was repeated.
S.H.I.E.L.D.'s walls were almost carved with its voice..."
"I don't even know how such a small body can hold so many words!" Coulson said with a trembling voice.
"To shut it up, we had to feed it, but it ate a month's worth of donuts for the entire office, drank all the drinks from all the juicers.
To stop it, all of us had to personally step in!"
"It also electrocuted four phones and one of Iron Man's armors," Natasha said.
"This also included Nick's high-security phone, forcing him to personally go to the repair department to recover the data."
"But at least the mediation effect was very good, wasn't it?
When you teamed up to catch it, did you feel the joy of unity?" Schiller said gloatingly.
Stark, who suffered the heaviest losses, gritted his teeth and said, "Yeah, I couldn't even imagine that I could chat with this old-fashioned guy for half an hour on the topic of how to cook a mouse!"
"I guess you all know what I often say now..."
"Yeah..." Steve spoke first, then Stark looked at him, sparks flying between their gazes, but they still said in unison, "Words are more powerful than fists!"
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