Schiller was sitting in the office, flipping through the reports and dialing a number on his mobile phone. After dialing the number, he put the mobile phone to his ear and kept ringing for a long time before he was finally picked up. First, there was a series of explosions.
There was a sound, and then there was a sound like something falling, followed by Strange's exclamation.
"Hello? Stephen, what are you doing? Why haven't the two medical records I asked for last night been delivered?"
"Oh, wait! I forgot!" Before Strange could finish his words, he screamed in pain: "Ouch!"
He pulled off the ribbon wrapped around his face, looked at the person opposite and said, "Wang, I said wait a moment, I want to answer the phone, I..."
Before he could finish his explanation, Schiller's roar came from the other end of the phone: "Forgot?! You have forgotten four times this week! Just say you forgot the three medical records I asked for yesterday.
I have given you such a large salary, can you..."
Just when Strange was about to explain, the ribbon flying in the air slapped his face again, causing him to scream. The wizard king opposite said: "You have to concentrate, otherwise the magic power will not listen to your orders."
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"I want to concentrate on this too!" Strange shouted, and he said to the other end of the phone: "The medical record of the patient in Room 2 is nothing to read! Didn't I tell you yesterday? His symptoms are completely
He made it up to win over that female nurse named Fenner..."
Strange hid to the left, holding the phone and said quickly: "I have some trouble here, oh, damn! Get away..."
As he spoke, he bent down again to avoid the sweeping ribbon, then changed the phone to another hand, covered his face with his free right hand, and said: "I will give you those two medical records when I go back tonight. I will give them to you now."
have to……"
As he spoke, he waved his arm fiercely and finally caught the flying ribbon. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "...solve some trouble."
As soon as he finished speaking, the silk ribbon in his hand flew out of his palm with a "swish", making a big loop around the chandelier, and then ejected, dragging the chandelier and smashing it towards Strange.
Strange screamed, holding his head and flew out. When the phone fell to the ground, Schiller's threatening voice came from inside: "Listen, I don't care how bad your study in the interest class is, you
You must complete your work on time, otherwise I will deduct your salary!"
Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Strange covered his eyes helplessly and said, "I regret it. I want to drop out of school now, is that okay?"
He lay on the ground and said helplessly: "This is something that no one can learn at all. How on earth am I going to explain it to a ribbon so that it listens to me?"
The Mage King on the opposite side still said calmly: "The power of magic lies in belief, you must learn to persevere."
The next afternoon, when Strange was immersed in writing, Schiller walked in from outside with a cup of coffee and said: "You have been taking classes for a week, how are you doing?"
Strange didn't say anything. He sighed deeply. He raised his head and looked Schiller up and down several times. Schiller followed his look and looked at himself and said, "What's wrong? I
Any questions?"
"You can also do magic, right? Can I ask how long you have been learning?"
"Who told you that I was magic?" Schiller asked rhetorically. He saw Strange staring at him with his eyes. Schiller said, "I am a mutant. This ability is innate and does not need to be learned."
Strange's eyes grew wider and wider, and he said in shock and anger: "Then you let me learn magic! You actually... you damn..."
Schiller shrugged. This is what he has always said. When facing ordinary people and mutants, he is a magician. When facing magicians, he is ordinary people and mutants. Anyway, it is impossible for these two parties to confront each other.
Oral confession.
Strange covered his forehead and said, "I should have thought a long time ago, how could such a powerful ability be so easy to learn?"
"Can you believe it? This week I've been fighting a floating ribbon!"
Strange was so angry that he laughed, and said: "I'm really grateful to that damn ribbon for making me feel that the patients here are actually quite easy to deal with!"
"Ribbon?" Schiller said a little confused: "Didn't they teach you how to draw circles or something like that?"
"Draw a circle? What is that?"
"It's the magic portal."
Strange scoffed and said, "I don't know how old it will be. Now I'm completely beaten by that ribbon. It's difficult to even control it, let alone control it."
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"I really hope you can quickly learn the magic portal technology."
"Why?"
"This way you can throw the completed medical records directly to me through the portal."
Strange rolled his eyes and continued: "The fat mage said that the Supreme Mage thinks I am very talented. Damn it. I don't know what talent is needed to fight with a ribbon..."
"Didn't he tell you some skills or something? For example, calm down and concentrate on controlling..."
"Of course I was taught, but I can't calm down when a ribbon slaps me twice every second. Is it still my fault?"
"Then you're going to end up with it like this? With a ribbon?"
"Otherwise, what else can we do? Wang told me that if a novice mage wants to improve his concentration, he must go through this level."
Strange continued to pick up the pen and started writing, and said as he wrote: "According to him, magic is not produced out of thin air, but with the help of some higher-level power, so every mage apprentice must first
Exercise control so that borrowed power doesn’t spiral out of control.”
"Then what's the point of that ribbon?"
Strange's pen paused for a moment, and he said: "I heard that it is also a borrowed power, but it is relatively weak. It is specially used to train novices."
"Actually, I have been thinking that since this ability can be learned, it proves that it is no different from the medical knowledge I learned before. It should be possible to use induction, summary and refinement methods..."
There is no doubt that Strange is an academic master. After suffering losses for a few days, he has already begun to think about ways to improve efficiency.
Gu Yi is also very accurate in reading people. Strange's talent lies in his excellent learning ability and high acceptance of magic. He quickly accepted his identity as a magic apprentice and planned to use it in his own life.
Progress has been made in my magic career.
Schiller put his chin on his hand and said, "In that case, have you ever considered a more convenient way?"
"More convenient way? What do you mean?"
"Since this power is borrowed, you can have a good talk with your creditor and ask him not to be so irritable."
Strange said helplessly: "The problem now is that I can't even grab the ribbon. You have to get in first and control the ribbon to stop, and then you have room to communicate with the power behind it.
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"Have you ever thought about it, there are many ways to stop that ribbon."
"for example?"
"Like this." Schiller took out a blue gun from the drawer.
The next day, the fat mage king stood aside, watching Strange roll up his sleeves, holding a strange-looking blue pistol in one hand, and said slowly to a ribbon that had been frozen into a popsicle: "Listen
, if you are still so irritable, it is not worth the price at all..."
Seeing Strange acting like a gangster collecting protection fees, the Mage King was speechless. He tried to dissuade him: "Stephen, a mage's concentration is very important. You can't do this..."
Before he finished speaking, Gu Yi appeared behind him. Gu Yi's tone was quite brisk, even a little surprised. She said: "It seems that he is more talented than I thought."
Wang's eyes widened, and Gu Yi touched his chin and said, "I was worried that his temper was a bit too good, and it might cause Kama Taj and the earth to suffer, but now it seems that he is not bad."
Wang stared straight at the Supreme Mage, and Gu Yi smiled and said: "Concentration is indeed very important, and belief is also very important, but those are the next steps. Before you can control magic, you have to get magic first. This is magic.
The true meaning of.”
After watching Strange play a shooting game with the freeze gun and the ribbon for several hours, Gu Yi was even more satisfied. She said: "It seems that his patience is also good. Sometimes he is like this, and sometimes
Cheapskates are very difficult to deal with, and if you don't have enough patience, it's difficult to get them to take the bait."
And when the ribbon finally compromised and the two parties started negotiating, Gu Yi felt that she had seen the right person. She said: "Obviously, he has rich experience. Whether it is a moderate price increase or a retreat to advance, he can use it."
They are all very skilled..."
Indeed, Strange's socializing during this period was not in vain. He dealt with big shots all over the world every day, talked and laughed with them on various occasions, and reached some deals quietly. Even Stark and
He was also present when other major forces were negotiating.
The major mysterious forces in the universe have different personalities, and most of them are evil, but evil is evil, and when it comes to intrigues, it ultimately depends on human beings.
As Strange, who has participated in the most top-level human negotiation scene, he has never eaten pork and has only seen pigs running, which is enough for him to cope with this kind of elementary scene.
The king next to him sighed. He always felt that the painting style of the next supreme mage would definitely go too far.
After using the freezing gun to subdue the scurrying novice silk ribbon, Strange's way of thinking changed. He suddenly discovered that magic is not superior to technology, but two different routes.
There is some overlap between these two routes. For example, both the freezing gun and freezing magic can freeze an object, but sometimes they restrain or complement each other. For example, the freezing gun can subdue disobedient ribbons, and the freezing magic can freeze the freezing gun and the freezing magic out of thin air.
Freeze generator replenishes energy.
After these days of observing human economics, a bold idea gradually formed in Strange's mind.
In the Stark Tower laboratory, Stark looked at Strange up and down and said in a strange tone: "Guess what is the most unwelcome occupation in my laboratory?"
Strange didn't pay attention at all. He waved his hand and a ribbon flew out and circled around Stark, almost knocking him over.
"Shit, what is this?" Stark turned his head and looked at the ribbon running around on the ceiling.
Strange spread his hands and said, "See? This is my magic."
"Haha." Stark showed him a smile that couldn't be more fake, and then stretched out his hand, and a mecha instantly covered his whole body. The movement was so fast that Strange didn't even react, and a fist struck him.
Stopping between his eyes, Stark's voice came urgently from the mecha:
"See? This is my fist."
Strange flicked his wrist, turned his head away, and then said: "Listen, I have a plan. Here's what happened. A man who called himself the Supreme Mage came to me and asked me to learn magic from him.
, but I discovered that magic is actually..."
Half an hour later, the two of them stood in front of the experimental table. Stark crossed his arms and said, "You mean: "You plan to let me use the power of magic to transform the mecha, and then in turn create a mecha that can restrain magic, so that I can use it.
More magic?"
"It's equivalent to..." Stark put his hand on the philtrum, touched his nose with his index finger and said: "If I understand correctly, you plan to ask others to borrow money, and then use the money to buy a gun, and finally...
Point the gun you bought at the creditor and force him to lend you more money?"
"Leaving aside whether it's technically feasible or not, aren't you a little immoral?"
"So is it technically possible?"
Stark turned around, rummaged through a pile of information from the side and said, "It's actually very strange. The power on this ribbon seems to be different from what Schiller showed me."
"I haven't cracked his power yet, so I can't fully apply it to my mecha, but this..."
Stark frowned and thought for a moment and said: "According to your theory, this power is borrowed from others. Since he can project the power on a ribbon, can he also project it on mine?"
On the mecha?”
Strange shrugged and said: "Theoretically it is possible, but this kind of power is difficult to control by ordinary people."
"Then how do you control it?"
"Because I am not an ordinary person, I am a genius."
Stark stared at Strange, and Strange stared at him. After a while, Strange said: "Okay, actually I use the freezing gun..."
"Use technology to subdue magic, and then use magic to transform technology?" Stark touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "You said, I made a trap to let him project his power on my mecha, and then
How about refusing to pay back the money and keeping the power for yourself?"
"That's what I mean. After you use this power for your own use and build a stronger mecha, I will provide people, you will provide guns, and we will borrow more money..."
The two looked at each other. Stark looked at Strange and said with disgust: "You are so wicked."
"Then do you want to do it?"
"It just so happens that I am also wicked, so I did it."
This chapter has been completed!