Today, the Holy of Holies is still busy. Strange has finished his work for the day, but he is still talking to customers on his mobile phone.
He was on the phone while walking out. As soon as he opened the door of his office, he saw Schiller outside the door who was about to knock in. Strange looked at him up and down and said hurriedly to the other end of the phone.
After a few words, he hung up the phone.
"What's wrong? What's the matter?" Strange asked.
But he saw that Schiller took a few steps back slightly and looked at him from top to bottom. That cold and focused look made Strange break out in a cold sweat.
"You are not a doctor, who are you?"
"You don't look like someone who can notice this problem right away." Schiller's tone was very slow, and the initial and final consonants of each word were pronounced clearly, without any rush of fast pace. It was as slow as just now.
Record player pressing play button.
Strange was stunned for a moment. He felt as if he had been scolded, but he was not sure. He turned his head to the side, coughed twice and said: "Whoever you are, Schiller, what's the matter with you coming to me?"
"I heard that you opened a magic school. Can you let me visit it?"
"Kama Taj?" Strange frowned and asked with some confusion: "Aren't you not very interested in that? Master Ancient One invited you several times to visit our construction results but you didn't go.
It will delay your making money."
"I changed my mind." Schiller said calmly, without any discomfort or embarrassment.
"Okay, that's not impossible. Do you want to go now? Or wait until I'm done..."
"Right now."
Strange took a step back. This Schiller's temperament really made him shy away. In order to ease the serious atmosphere, he had to open the portal while looking at Schiller and said.
"I didn't expect a dark suit to look good on you. Why haven't I seen you wearing one before?"
"It's just that you didn't see it."
Schiller's answer was concise and to the point, as if he didn't want to initiate any conversational topics. After the portal opened, Strange led him into the portal, and after landing, he came to the main hall of Karma Taj.
Strange saw Schiller looking left and right, but only his head moved, while his neck and shoulders remained still. He looked very cautious and had a kind of steady elegance.
He knew that if it was the original doctor, he might have rushed out of the hall and headed straight for his destination, but the Schiller in a black suit in front of him seemed very leisurely and elegant, and most importantly, he seemed very free.
Strange never thinks that Schiller will be free. Schiller usually only has two states, either busy with this or busy with that. If he is not busy with anything on the surface, it proves that others will soon be busy.
I'm going to be very busy.
Schiller slowly walked to the pillars supporting the Kama Taj Hall and carefully observed the patterns on them. Strange stood behind him and stamped his feet. He couldn't help but asked: "Well, what are we doing now?
Want to go to school?"
"Lead the way." Schiller nodded to him and said.
Strange strode toward the exit of the hall, followed closely by Schiller. Two figures in suits strolled through the Magic Temple. This scene looked strange.
Soon, the two of them came to the Karma Taj Magic Academy. This is an academy built inside Karma Taj. It only occupies one building, but there is space expansion magic inside. There are eleven floors in total, and the students have
More than two hundred people were divided into ten groups, with each group ranging from eighteen to twenty-five people.
Most of them are disciples found by Kamal Taj from all over the world, mostly between the ages of seven and twelve. There are also some adopted orphans, between the ages of three and five. Usually the former will become magicians, and the latter
If you really don't have magic talent, you will go to the village at the foot of Kama Taj Mountain to find a job when you reach adulthood, and occasionally go up to the mountain to help with work.
"This model has been passed down for thousands of years." Strange introduced: "Magic is an education for geniuses. If we carry out universal education like ordinary people, it will not only be a waste of resources, but also destroy ordinary people's education.
life, so even if we build larger schools, they will only enroll a very limited number of students."
Schiller nodded to show that he understood, and then he asked: "What if there are many geniuses?"
"This number is usually constant." Strange and Schiller said as they walked into the teaching building: "The number of geniuses who can become magicians in each generation is certain, except for a very small number of people who do not want to practice magic at all.
, most people will understand the existence of magic at the appropriate age. If they don’t understand it, it means they are not suitable.”
"We have specialized mages who search for similar geniuses from all over the world. We usually use the soul trace detection method. As long as a person has been exposed to magic, the energy will definitely leave traces on the soul. We have specialized magic tools to detect such people.
Traces in the soul.”
"The vast majority of people who can come into contact with magic before the age of seven are very inspired and relatively focused. They are good candidates for mages. We will try our best to convince them and then take them up the mountain to let them participate in the earth's magic.
Magical defense work in progress."
Schiller nodded, this time more vigorously than last time, obviously agreeing with this method, and then he asked: "So you are bringing the students here one-on-one?"
"Yes, because we have a portal, it's very simple. Just go to the designated place and use the magic weapon to find the target, open the portal and send it back."
"So what if there is no portal? I mean, what if there is a place where the portal is inconvenient to open?"
"A mage can open the portal under any circumstances." Strange shrugged and said in a very firm tone: "This is the special skill of human mages... Well, I have indeed encountered that kind of magic weapon.
If we respond but can't find the person, we will choose to use the missing person magic to send him a letter..."
"Do you know this kind of searching magic?"
"Of course, this is not a very difficult magic. It can even be said to be very simple."
"So what do students learn here? What do you call difficult magic?"
"Of course it's magic used for combat." Strange opened a classroom door and said: "It's the last word to have a big fist. You can't make them sign a contract that's beneficial to you before fighting any demon."
Your contract, so we mainly teach them to fight."
Schiller nodded harder, appearing very satisfied. Then he stood by the podium in the empty classroom and looked at Strange and said, "Are you the principal of this school?"
"Of course not. The principal is Master Gu Yi. As the Supreme Master, I am already very busy. I don't have time to take care of school affairs anymore, but I will come back to teach them occasionally."
Schiller raised his eyebrows with some interest and asked, "What do you teach?"
"Well, some common sense about demons and skills in dealing with them." Strange's tone was a little guilty, but he still explained: "After all, you have to sit down and talk after the fight. Negotiation skills are essential."
Schiller seemed a little disappointed and asked: "Is there nothing else?"
"I sometimes give meditation classes." Strange didn't seem to care about this. He put one hand on the podium and said, "You also know that I am a surgeon, and most of my achievements in the surgical field are
It comes from my focus.”
"Concentration is also very important in magic. I will teach students some techniques to calm down and concentrate on sublimation. Although this mainly depends on their accumulated practice over time, some techniques from the novice period can help them get into the state faster."
Schiller nodded thoughtfully and asked: "What about animals and botany in magic?"
"Not very good at it, but I have dabbled in it." Strange's fingertips lightly tapped the surface of the podium, and then he turned to look at Schiller on the other side of the podium in a strange way: "You are not here to visit the school.
?"
"The school is good," Schiller replied, and then he stared at him with a look that sent shivers down Strange's back.
It took half a minute for Schiller to look away and said: "During the time you went to the Kingdom of Death, the Holy of Holies and Kama Taj were operating quite well, right?"
"That's right. There's no big trouble. But why do you ask?"
"Nothing. Are you free to come to Arkham Sanitarium tonight? I have something I want to talk to you about."
"Is there anything we can't talk about now?"
"You'll know then."
Looking at Schiller's back, Strange was a little confused, but he still came to Arkham Sanitarium at night, mainly because he was curious about what Schiller wanted to talk to him.
As soon as he arrived at Schiller's office, Strange saw a large black hole in the center of the originally smooth and tidy floor.
This hole occupies about one-third of the floor. The inside is not completely black, but more like a starry sky, with a dark blue background and faint spots of light in between.
"What is this?" Strange took a few steps forward curiously, stood at the edge of the hole and looked down.
He was so focused on observing that he didn't notice that Schiller had walked from his side to behind him, and that a black umbrella appeared in his hand at some point.
Schiller slowly turned the umbrella in his hands, held the umbrella with both hands, and turned the handle of the umbrella downward like a golfer.
"As you can see, this is a trap."
"This is a trap..."
“Whoosh—bang!”
The black umbrella swung hard and hit Strange hard on the back of the head. In an instant, he lost his center of gravity, opened his hands and waved and fell into the big hole in front of him.
Schiller stood sideways by the hole, turned his head and glanced down, and Annihilation's figure appeared next to him. Annihilation sighed, looking very tired, looked at Schiller and said: "I tried my best, no matter what, don't
Come to trouble me again!"
Strange, who fell down the big hole, only felt that he was falling continuously in the endless void, until the sense of time and space completely disappeared. After an unknown period of time, he keenly felt that he had broken through.
Some kind of barrier.
He tried hard to concentrate. The moment his thoughts were focused with his concentration far beyond that of ordinary people, his feet fell to the ground. Then he found that he could not control his body and could not wake up.
His senses of vision, hearing, and smell were gradually recovering, and it seemed like a few years had passed. When Strange fully regained consciousness, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling, and then a figure approaching.
His vision was dazed for a moment, then gradually came into focus. What appeared in Strange's field of vision was a young man with blue eyes and black hair. He looked at Strange with a gaze that was almost the same as Schiller's, and spoke in a low, slightly hoarse voice.
explain.
"...Is this the new magic professor?"
Strange blinked hard and struggled to get up from the ground. Suddenly, the tip of a black umbrella touched his chest, making him lie on the ground again.
Schiller slowly knelt down and looked at Strange. His eyes first fell on his arms, and then turned to his face. Schiller said: "Self-harm, huh?"
Strange took a deep breath and shouted: "Schiller! Are you so vindictive? Where did you get me?!"
Schiller stood up slowly holding the umbrella again, still looking down at Strange with his slightly cold eyes, then he opened his arms slightly and said.