Schiller now understood why they had to wear Beak Masks in the operating room.
While Stark had yet to wake up, Schiller yanked Strange aside and said, "There are two possibilities. Either this damn game read our memories and made a shapeshifter that turned into the person we find hardest to deal with."
"So Tony is also the person you find hardest to deal with. I thought you favored him more."
"Don't mess around. If he ever ended up on an operating table, I wouldn't be cheering him on."
"And I would pray to God."
The two of them happily reached an agreement. Schiller added, "There's another possibility. He really is Tony. He could be from our universe, or another one, but he's the genuine Iron Man."
"Then how did he end up here?"
"I considered that possibility earlier." Schiller laid out his speculation. "Since the ten-person Dungeon is the main event of this activity, the Administrator probably wouldn't create separate plots and maps just for a two-person Dungeon. They may have simply thrown solo teams into the larger world map."
"You mean we might be playing in the same setting as other teams right now?"
"Of course. Think about it—our game is about saving patients in a ward. Wouldn't it be a waste to design so much stuff outside? No matter how capable the God of Stories is, there's no need to put in so much useless work unless it can be reused."
Strange understood. "So there's probably more than one team of Players on the Nexus Town map. Doesn't that mean we get to experience the big Dungeon for free?"
"It's not that simple. We're playing Role-playing right now, bound by all sorts of rules. We can't reveal our identities. The NPCs we meet in this game might