"Hmm~~~"
Drowsily, Strange felt a stinging pain on his face. He shook his head slightly and opened his eyes, only to find that he was lying on the cold floor.
This is an antique hall, with wooden beams on the top, ink calligraphy and paintings on the walls, and vases and ornaments on the bookshelves. It has a deep charm and a far-reaching artistic conception.
Although he can't understand it!
Two portraits hang on the wall in the center, an old man with white hair and a young man with black hair and black eyes. The contrast between the old and the young is strong, but they give people a very similar feeling.
Strange looked at them for a long time and realized that this similarity is called temperament. It seems that they are both untouchable... and are remarkable.
On the table in the main hall, green smoke of incense curls up, and the air is filled with a special smell, not the fragrance of flowers. It is refreshing and refreshing, as if it takes the body and mind away from the hustle and bustle of the city.
The owner here must be an expert!
If you are braver, this is Kama Taj, the pure land of the world where the Master lives in seclusion!
Strange's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly got up from the ground regardless of the pain on his body. When he turned around, he saw an NS-3 model robot!
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Strange rubbed his eyes and confirmed that he had read it correctly. It was indeed NS-3, the most expensive and most advanced robot on the market.
The NS-3 robot nodded slightly to Strange, carried the watering can to water the green plants in the house, and then took out the scissors to prune the branches carefully.
Strange was dumbfounded. Are all the masters so closely following the times?
Before he could finish his daze, two more NS-3 robots entered the room. One was holding a feather duster and rag, and the other was holding a broom and mop, and began to clean the hall.
"This is too luxurious..."
Strange no longer knew what to say. NS-3 was expensive, and one spot could fetch a sky-high price during the pre-sale period. As a result, the family of a worldly expert would have three of them.
"Tea please!"
The fourth NS-3 appeared, handed the teacup, and filled Strange with the teapot.
"..."
Strange choked on his words. Although it was very abrupt, there was no rule that a worldly expert could not be a rich man.
But this is too rich!
For a moment, Strange felt a little flustered. He felt that he had sold himself and could not afford the consultation fee of a worldly expert.
“Biu biu biu~~~”
"Supreme Mage, your skills are so powerful, I am no match for you."
"No, you are too good at it."
"That's what you said!"
There was a conversation behind the screen, and Strange's body trembled when he heard 'Supreme Mage'. Ming Jue Li sounds like an expert from outside the world, and he will definitely be able to cure his hand.
He walked forward quickly, walked around the screen, and was stunned again. He saw two large triple-screen monitors back to back, and two black-haired Asians sitting opposite each other, holding handles and pecking each other fiercely.
Strange: ∠(°ゝ°)??
These two...are they the sons of a noble family?
"Outsider, are you awake?"
Seeing Strange, Wang was overjoyed and threw down the game controller. He was not a gamer, he was just a rookie.
He used to find it difficult to win, but today he finds it even harder to lose!
But he had to lose, because Master Ding Yi repeatedly emphasized what the Supreme Mage was. If he offended... Bah, if he could win a small game with his super performance, he would never be able to play in Kama Taj again.
Wang worked hard and tried every means to make his loss less obvious. Just when he was sweating profusely and felt that he could no longer hold on and was about to win, Strange came.
Savior!
"It's you!?"
Seeing Wang's seemingly loyal face, Strange was shocked and took several steps back.
"What's wrong, do we know each other?"
Wang's heart skipped a beat, he scratched his head and showed an honest and simple smile.
"It's you. You are with the group of people who beat me. I saw them all." Strange panicked and turned around and ran away without saying a word.
Today, as usual, he was looking for Kama Taj with a pious heart.
Unexpectedly, without provoking anyone, a group of gangsters suddenly jumped out and beat him up. While beating him, they called him shameless and hit only the painful areas.
Based on Strange's experience as a doctor, he judged that this group of people was organized and premeditated, and the force of their attacks was precise. Although the blows were severe, they were not fatal. They were obviously professionally trained and were definitely not looking for trouble for no reason.
Just when he was about to be beaten unconscious, the fat man standing in the crowd suddenly shouted, punched and kicked the gangsters away, and performed a brave act of justice.
Strange was indeed unconscious, but before he passed out, he could clearly see that Fatty and the gangsters were in the same group, and he gave them an OK sign.
Therefore, this is not the residence of an outsider, but a den of thieves!
Having figured this out, Strange didn't dare to stay long for fear of being eaten alive, so he rushed out of the door and ran straight into the distance. He didn't know where he was going, but he just ran.
"..."
The hall was extremely awkward. Russell was speechless. The king next to him turned pale. He messed up the first thing the Supreme Mage told him. This was the rhythm of the end.
"What are you doing standing still? Go chase him!"
"I'll go right away." Wang nodded hurriedly and chased him out of the hall.
Russell was speechless and shook his head. Because of Wang's mistake, his image as a worldly master could no longer be established.
Fortunately, the problem is not big. There are many versions of Master Waizi, just change it.
On the other side, Strange was running wildly at Kama Taj. With great luck, he passed through the wooden promenade after several turns, passed by the garden landscape, and arrived at the open square in front of the gate.
Along the way, Strange saw many NS-3 robots and many mages sitting quietly in the pavilions and winding corridors. He did not dare to come forward to contact them, so he quickly rushed to the door and pushed it open with a bang.
Boom boom boom! !
Snowflakes were hitting my face and the chill was oppressive.
Outside the door is a world of snow-capped frosty sky, blue sky, white clouds, and towering mountains. It feels like you are on top of the world.
The freezing cold temperature made Strange shiver. He closed the door against the wind and snow, then put his hands on his shoulders and leaned against the front door with his teeth trembling.
The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant inside the door, and the temperature is pleasant, but the ice and snow outside can freeze people to death.
"Boy, you can really run! Run, why don't you keep running?"
Wang Annui stepped forward, pulled the trembling Strange up, and walked quickly towards the main hall.
In order not to disturb other mages' retreats, he hurried on his feet, otherwise Strange would have been caught.
He is not worried that Strange can escape from Karma Taj. People without magic cannot open the portal, and Strange will not be able to escape in this life.
Strange asked tremblingly: "Where... is this place?"
"Of course it's Karma Taj!" Wang said angrily: "Come with me quickly, don't keep the Supreme Mage waiting for too long."
"The Supreme Mage! Is that young man the Supreme Mage?"
At this point, Strange could also see that the Holy Land was completely different from what he imagined. The mages here were black when cut.
There was no way to avoid the disaster. He had no ability to escape, so he could only resign himself to his fate.
Wang's eyes widened fiercely: "Don't talk nonsense, the Supreme Mage is highly respected, how can you make rash comments?"
"But he looks really young, younger than me, younger than you..." Suddenly, Strange remembered the two portraits on the wall, one of which looked like Russell.
"Haha, from a worldly perspective, the Supreme Mage looked like this in the last century."
Wang didn't bother to say anything. He had never met Russell before, but Ding Yi had driven a small stove with him, so he knew some information about Russell.
"He will definitely heal my hands..."
"Shut up, why are you talking so much nonsense? Be honest in front of the Supreme Mage later. Don't say what you shouldn't say, and don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Do you understand?"
Wang dragged Strange and met other mages along the way. He nodded and said hello to Strange's head, and returned to the hall as quickly as possible.
"Supreme Mage, I have brought you back."
"Well, you go down!"
The king bowed and stepped away, leaving an awkward Strange. He had met many celebrities, but this was his first time with the existence of the Supreme Mage. He didn't know how to speak for a while.
"Please take a seat."
Russell sat cross-legged in front of the low coffee table and raised his hand to point to the futon in front of him.
"Thanks!"
Strange was not used to this kind of sitting position. He raised his hands to spread his legs and looked at the tea set in front of him. He thought Russell would do it himself, but the NS-3 robot on the side stepped forward and started to work slowly and calmly as if he were creating art. The two demonstrate the tea ceremony.
I always feel like something is weird!
Strange was doubtful, but did not dare to say more. After drinking a few cups of tea, he saw that Russell had not spoken, so he had to say first: "Supreme Mage, I am..."
"I know that Stephen Strange, the famous neurosurgeon, came here from New York to find a way to heal his hands."
Strange's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Yes, you can just call me... Strange."
Russell said meaningfully: "Don't you need to add the prefix of doctor?"
"I'm not a doctor anymore."
"I mean Doctor!"
Russell picked up the teacup, blew the hot air away, and took a sip: "It is true that you are no longer a doctor, but your doctorate degree is still there. I thought you would like this title, which can make you feel like you are still a doctor."
"Uh, you know this too?" Strange's face turned pale, his mind was exposed, and he suddenly remembered something called mind reading.
"Don't worry, I'm not using mind reading."
"..."
Russell felt happy, finally understanding how Gu Yi felt back then. No matter how awesome Strange was in the future, he was just a younger brother now.
What, you're talking about Doctor Strange, he's awesome?
I know that back then he acted like a fool in front of me.
Russell thought like this and suddenly realized a problem. Gu Yi must have done it on purpose. He knew that he would be very good in the future, so he belittled and ridiculed him in order to increase his own worth.
Despicable and shameless old man!
Russell cursed secretly and looked at the stupid Strange, his eyes suddenly glaring.
He thought that he couldn't be left behind. He was forced to do it by Gu Yi back then, and he would have to do it again with Strange today.
What the Ancient One teaches should be regarded as the inheritance of the Supreme Mage from generation to generation!
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There is a reward from alliance leader 'Xing Jin'...
