"So that's what it is?" Bruce said. "By denying his self-worth, you make him achieve self-realization in a different way?"
"You don't think when you should, and when you shouldn't, you overthink everything." Schiller shook his head and said, "Why would you think those words were meant for that guy?"
"They weren't?" Bruce turned to look at him and asked.
Schiller shook his head. He said, "All those so-called denials of his self-worth were really just proving that I wasn't making baseless accusations, but speaking with reason and evidence. The real purpose was to tell the design department: I can write a logically clear and highly inflammatory negative review. If you don't want to see that in the comments section tomorrow, you'd better let us pass smoothly."
Bruce was speechless. After a long while, he said, "So it was a threat?"
"That's right. The person who designed the mechanism isn't important. What matters is the person who can actually decide the direction of the stage. That person is very good at leaving others with no choice. The same goes for this Mr. Tiger."
"Tony Stark!" Greed's roar came through the team channel. "Look what you've done! We're going to get saddled with a long negative review!"
"How is this my fault?! Didn't you all agree too???" Stark was frantic with rage.
"But we're all already dead. You're the only one still in the stage. To keep us from getting hit with that review, hurry up and stick your hand in."
"What? No way! That'll hurt like hell!"
"Then hurry up and die!" Greed said coldly. "Every one of us has died once already. Why can't you?"
"But, but... that's way too gruesome a way to die." Stark was clearly a little scared.
"Which one of us didn't die gruesomely?" Scarecrow