"Have you ever thought about treating this problem?" Strange raised his eye and asked Shiller. He continues: "Of course, I'm not saying you have to do it, but if possible, he should be a little healthier."
"I've tried before, but this character trait has become part of his personality, I'm afraid it's hard to get rid of now."
"Wait, personality traits?" Strange turned to Shiller and asked: "I remember you saying that every character in your Thought Palace Tower is a part of your personality traits. You can control when these traits come to work, so how do you do all this?"
At these words, the activity in Shiller's hands stopped, but soon he busied himself again, his head hanging silently as if not wanting to answer the question. Seeing this, Strange didn't ask further.
After Venom bonded with Stark, Strange resumed surgery. He didn't even need to make another incision. Venom directly opened a tiny wound on Stark's back, planted the neural connection device, and remotely connected to the life-sustaining Mecha.
Not only was the whole process painless, the moment of connection felt like Stark had two extra arms under his control. After confirming this, the remaining two tentacles were attached.
Stark, sitting on the surgical table, shook his head and blinked hard. He said, "This sensation is amazing, it's like ... like I really have a few extra arms."
Otto, performing adjustments at the back of the Mecha, said, "If you weren't using this Mecha as an intermediary, your sensation would be even more incredible."
Suddenly, four tentacles convulsed. One of them brushed against Otto, causing him to stumble, to which Stark said, "Oh, sorry, I didn't do it on purpose."
"Alright, let's see what kind of strange gadget the most talented Venom in the cosmos have come up with... Tentacles? If you wanted tentacles, why didn't you come to me?"
With a hum, countless tentacles made up of black slime erupted from Stark's back, all of them neurally connected to Stark, able to be controlled directly by the brain.
"Let me make it clear: even if the Mechanical Tentacles aren't easy to use, I definitely won't use this pile of your slime!" Stark raised his voice.
On hearing this, one of the black, slime-like tentacles protruding from Stark's back retracted abruptly. Another one began ransacking a nearby file cabinet.
While Stark and the symbiont were in a tussle, Shiller and Strange walked in after finishing sorting out patient records. Stark didn't pause what he was doing but perked his ears up.
He heard Shiller say, "I've recently come up with something quite magical. Would you like to see it?"
"Something magical?" Strange turned and looked at Shiller, asking, "What is it? What could you possibly consider magical?"
Stark threw a curious glance over his shoulder, then he and Strange saw a halo of light spring to life over Shiller's head.
Stark and Strange both crowded next to Shiller. Strange was the first to dismissively wave his hand, saying, "I thought it was something. Isn't it just a magical light effect? I can do that too!"
After saying this, Strange snapped his fingers, and a glowing halo appeared above his head as well. He shook his head at Shiller with a smug grin.
But Shiller gave a cold laugh, amid the stares of Stark and Strange, stretched out his hand, and plucked the halo off his own head.