Sherlock was woken up by the penetrating and brisk electronic singing that kept coming to his ears.
Half asleep and half awake, he seemed to see a bright star in front of him, so he tried to reach out to catch it.
No, wait, why is he trying to reach for stars with his hands?
"[There are more crises along the way than accidents~ but the stars are within easy reach~]"
Following the lyrics that seemed to be explaining, the picture in front of me became clear. They were not stars, just the overhead lights of the train.
Sherlock retracted his hand angrily and pressed his aching forehead.
Am I not... supposed to be back at the game already? Why on "Galaxy Train"?
Did we encounter another "shipwreck"?
"Stop singing," a cold and deep male voice sounded beside him: "He's awake."
Sherlock turned his head slightly and saw a middle-aged man wearing a black suit, black hair, black eyes, a little stubble, and a stern expression. He was holding a stick in his mouth that was completely inconsistent with his aura.
lollipop.
Like, "Batman"?
"Really, dear, don't I sing well?" The singing was interrupted, and the figure flashed. A tall lady with black clothes and long silver hair appeared in front of Sherlock. She lowered her head and looked over: "Hi~ Long time no see~ Still
Should I say, first meeting?"
"No, of course it's not the first time we met," he rubbed his forehead and sat up from the train seat: "I remember you, 'Ms. Irisviel'."
"Uh-huh, he said 'remember'~" The lady in black turned her head and looked at the man who spoke before: "What should we do? We can't 'destroy' it now."
Destroy? Destroy what? I don’t think you brought any dangerous items back from the Ministry of Magic, right?
"You didn't intend to destroy it in the first place," Batman's tone remained unchanged: "In a sense, he is your kind."
"Yes, there was obviously no need for 'I' to destroy it at the beginning." Ms. Irisviel's tone was a bit sarcastic.
"...Then it wasn't you," Batman said helplessly, "and it wasn't me who did that."
"So you actually want to 'destroy'?" Ms. Irisviel's tone was high.
Click, Batman put on a bat mask that covered half of his face, closed his lips tightly, and said nothing.
It's really amazing that a Shura scene can be performed even though there is no third party present.
Sherlock watched the fun happily.
"Hmm~" Seeing that Batman didn't respond, Ms. Irisviel turned her gaze: "It seems that the reasoning ability is gone. Also, in the set sandbox world, the reasoning ability is far inferior to
It’s effective to gain more experience.”
Is this talking about an ocean planet? As for reasoning ability...
Sherlock tried to think about the current situation, but "what should have been" was extremely smooth. Drawing inferences from one example and drawing parallels to other cases were as obscure and difficult as a rusty door leaf.
How is this possible? Could it be that before returning, I was glanced at by the "corrupted spirit" that resembled an eyeball? But it was clearly...
No, wait, is the "destruction" target Irisviel mentioned... herself?
"Sherlock" raised his hands, looked at the hands that belonged to an adult man, not a boy, and fell into a daze.
"It seems you have thought of it,"
Ms. Irisviel raised her eyebrows:
"Mr. [Stephen Strange]."
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After a period of calmness and in-depth thinking, Sherlock, or Stephen, finally understood the situation.
The consciousness of the "real Sherlock" who used "Sherlock's Unpredictability" to go around the "Ministry of Magic" and helped Captain America from other timelines realize his wish has returned to the real dimension and is preparing for the next game with his classmates.
.
And he is the avatar used in the Ocean Planet competition. It is just "Stephen Strange" who awakened his self-awareness after Sherlock's consciousness left, relying on the experience of crossing the timeline and the remaining memories.
but why?
"Because the 'Ocean Planet' has been initialized, all the unused incarnations have turned back into '■■■■'. As an 'exception', you will naturally awaken your self-awareness when you have enough personality but no one cares about it.
"Ms. Irisviel took a glass of red wine from the plate in the hands of conductor Xiao An and shook it: "Just like me back then."
If Sherlock's reasoning ability was still there, he would have to say something useful, but...
"Does Lord Shirahoshi know of my existence?" Stephen asked.
It's so shameful to subconsciously seek protection from the strong.
"Theoretically, she 'knows', but it's not clear whether she 'pays attention'. After all, she is a little busy now." Ms. Irisviel sipped her red wine: "Your current form of existence is different from those of the Ministry of Magic."
The base is almost the same, but the level is a little higher. After all, the 'Holy Timeline' will not be split."
"Then I..." What is the meaning of existence?
In the end, Stephen did not say the second half of the sentence.
"Would you like to get on the train?" Ms. Irisviel blinked: "Having the 'Mage Supreme' and 'Doctor Strange' serve as conductors, the 'Galaxy Railway' is so proud."
"I'm not..." Stephen paused mid-sentence: "I 'can be'?"
"If you want to stay," Batman suddenly said, "I didn't plan to save you originally. After all, it's easier to deal with one than six."
One? Six? Stephen, whose thinking ability was greatly reduced, looked at him doubtfully.
"[——,——.]" Xiao An, the train conductor who looked like black mist, suddenly said.
Those words that sounded like meaningless noise to "Sherlock", Stephen could actually understand the meaning at this time. It was saying:
Other corrupted spirits and administrators have been found.
Other...corrupted spirits?
Before Stephen could think about the meaning of this sentence, the content on the window glass of the carriage he was in changed, from the boundless gray fog and the occasional starry sky to six different "pictures within pictures", and their contents were respectively
yes……
A violent dwarf with dark skin, fiery red eyes, and a sledgehammer.
A flame mage with a slender figure, whose whole body is burning and constantly flickering and shifting.
A giant green skin whose physique far exceeds the regular form of the Hulk and whose muscles are astonishingly bright.
A violent black hole that continuously absorbs everything around it and even bends light.
A stone giant whose entire body is made of rock, with numerous spikes covering its surface.
And...the whole person is as dry as a corpse, wearing tattered armor, a withering crown on his head, and holding the "Thunder God Thor" with a giant hammer covered with cracks in his hand.
"The situation of these incarnations is worse than yours. After all, there is no Ministry of Magic to hide them. They have been completely corroded by the eyeball into 'corrupted spirits'." Ms. Irisviel raised her hand to indicate: "Now, they
Playing in the playoffs."
Easter match?
"Counting you, a total of seven players were 'killed' in the second game," Batman said: "As long as these 'corrupted' incarnations eliminate the other six opponents, the remaining one can be transformed into a 'blackened version'
Return to the real dimension - as long as I don't stop it."
"Of course, due to the existence of Sherlock, you cannot go back to 'reality', but you can go to the 'Ministry of Magic' and other timelines." Irisviel added.
"..." Stephen was silent for a moment: "I want to give it a try."
"Xiao An, change your destination and go to participate in this 'Holy Grail War',"
Ms. Irisviel seemed to be in a good mood and stood up to leave, humming as she walked:
"[Treat the planet as a station along the way and open up an era~]"
