"Why did you come here?" Schiller strode through the spaceship's corridors without paying any attention to Ultimate Iron Man behind him.
Only when he reached the washroom door did he turn and stare at Ultimate Iron Man in his silvery-white armor. "What exactly do you want?"
Ultimate Iron Man's faceplate retracted, revealing a flippant smile. He folded his arms, lightly tapping one finger against the armor on his other arm. "Of course I came to take a look at the famed Central Universe and see where this so-called envoy of an advanced civilization really came from."
"You don't trust me?"
"Of course not." Ultimate Iron Man wore an expression that said Schiller had misunderstood him. He stepped sideways to block the washroom door, leaned forward, and fixed his gaze on Schiller's eyes. "You seem to have known about me for a long time, yet I know nothing about you. That isn't fair, is it?"
"Fairness is the foundation of cooperation." Ultimate Iron Man straightened up and drew out the words, spreading his hands. "I don't want to know nothing about my partner. So? Are you going to throw me out?"
Schiller took a step forward, but Ultimate Iron Man showed no intention of moving aside. Schiller's expression grew increasingly hostile, while the smile on Ultimate Iron Man's face never faded.
"Looks like I arrived at just the right time. This is an important moment for you, isn't it?" Ultimate Iron Man glanced back at the bright light spilling from the ballroom at the end of the corridor and said smugly, "If you fight me here, it'll all be over, my dear Doctor. You'd better keep your cool."
Greed was pounding on a door in the High Tower. "Hey, is anyone there? Open the elevator for me! I need to go