"Since you're an employee of the Sanctum Sanctorum, you must have heard that the Shi'ar Empire's national foundation is 'fusion.'"
"They not only assimilated other races, their powers, and their beliefs, but also wanted to create a fused 'ultimate universal life-form.' To that end, they carried out countless evil experiments, and all the final products of those experiments went insane."
"But the Shi'ar Empire refused to give up. They believed this fusion project would eventually succeed, and that those earlier failed products were not complete failures and could still be put to use. If fusion could not be achieved in a laboratory, then they would let them slaughter one another and mingle their power and blood."
"So they threw those failed test subjects into Half-World Asylum, and I was one of the victims of this plan."
"Yondu hunted me because of the underlying protocol written into my body. Back then, I didn't know enough to be cautious. I never imagined the Shi'ar Empire had embedded an alarm in that protocol."
"After all the robots that gained self-awareness and escaped were wiped out, I became the only test subject carrying that underlying protocol. The Shi'ar Empire knew that too. Maybe that was why they wanted to eliminate me."
Rocket Raccoon lowered his head. Schiller had never imagined he would see such a complicated expression on a raccoon's face. He reached out and stroked Rocket Raccoon's head again, then said, "I understand everything you've told me. It's quite an interesting story, but haven't you noticed a few suspicious points?"
Rocket Raccoon looked up and blinked. Schiller moved his chair closer, placed both hands on the table, opened his medical record book, and said, "The most suspicious thing is this: when you do something bad, do you leave your own name at the