The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 188 Strange's Happy Life
Schiller was sitting in the office, flipping through the report, and dialing with his mobile phone. After dialing the number, he put the mobile phone to his ear, and he was busy with the sound for a long time before he was finally picked up. There was a series of explosions on the other side , and then the sound of something falling down, 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 finished speaking, he yelled in pain: "Oh!"

He tore off the ribbon wrapped around his face, looked at the person opposite and said, "Wang, I said wait a minute, I want to answer the phone, I..."

Before he could finish explaining, Schiller's roar came from the other end of the phone: "Forget?! You have forgotten four times this week! You just said you forgot the three medical records I asked for yesterday, I paid you so much salary, can you..."

Just as Strange was about to explain, the silk ribbon flying in the air slapped his face again, causing him to scream, and the mage king on the opposite side said: "You have to concentrate, otherwise the power of magic will not listen to your orders .”

"I want to concentrate too!" Strange yelled, and he said to the other end of the phone: "The patient in room 2 has nothing to look at! Didn't I tell you yesterday? His symptoms are completely He made it up, in order to pick up on that female nurse named Fenna..."

Strange dodged to the left, holding the phone and quickly said, "I'm in trouble here, oh, damn it! Get out of the way..."

As he said that, he bent down again, avoiding the sweeping ribbon, and then changed the phone, covering his face with his free right hand, and said, "I'll give you those two medical records when I go back tonight. have to……"

As he spoke, he waved his arm fiercely, and finally caught the flying silk ribbon. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "...solve some trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, the silk ribbon in his hand "swished" out of his palm, making a big loop around the chandelier, and then kicked off, dragging the chandelier and smashing it towards Strange.

Strange screamed and flew out with his head in his arms. 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 have to finish the work on time, or I will deduct your salary!"

Hearing the busy tone from the phone, Strange covered his eyes helplessly and said, "I regret it, I want to drop out of school now, okay?"

He lay on the ground and said unrequitedly: "This thing is simply not something that humans can learn. How can I explain it to a silk ribbon and make it listen to me?"

The mage king on the opposite side still said calmly: "The power of magic lies in belief, and you must learn to persevere."

In the afternoon of the second day, when Strange was immersed in writing, Schiller walked in with a cup of coffee and said, "You've been in class for a week, how are you doing?"

Strange didn't say anything, first sighed deeply, raised his head, and looked Schiller up and down several times with his eyes, Schiller looked at himself following his eyes, and said, "What's wrong? I Any questions?"

"You can do magic too, right? Can I ask how long you've been learning it?"

"Who told you that I was magic?" Schiller asked back. He saw Strange glaring at him. Schiller said, "I'm a mutant. This ability is innate, so you don't need to learn it."

Strange's eyes widened, 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, facing ordinary people and mutants, he is a magician, facing magicians, he is ordinary people and mutants, anyway, the two sides cannot confront each other 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? I've been wrestling with a floating ribbon this week!"

Strange laughed angrily, he said: "I really appreciate that damn ribbon, it makes me think that the patients here are quite easy to deal with!"

"Silk ribbon?" Schiller asked a little puzzled, "Didn't they teach you how to draw circles?"

"Circle? What's that?"

"It's the magic portal."

Strange snorted, and said: "Then I don't know how long it will be, I am completely being beaten unilaterally by that ribbon now, let alone controlling it, it is even difficult to grasp it .”

"I really hope you can quickly learn the technology of that magic portal."

"why?"

"In this way, you can directly throw the completed medical records to me through the portal."

Strange rolled his eyes, and he continued: "The fat mage said, the Supreme Mage thinks I'm very talented, what the hell, I don't know what talent it takes to fight a ribbon..."

"Didn't he tell you some skills or something? For example, calm down and concentrate on controlling..."

"Of course I did, but I can't calm down while a ribbon slaps me twice every second. Is it still my fault?"

"Then you plan to spend it with it like this? With a ribbon?"

"Otherwise, what else can I do? Wang told me that if an entry-level mage wants to exercise his concentration, he must go through this level."

Strange continued to pick up the pen and started writing, saying while writing: "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 before your borrowed power gets out of hand."

"What is the principle of that ribbon?"

Strange's pen paused for a moment, and he said: "I heard that it is also borrowed strength, but it is relatively weak, and it is specially used for beginners to exercise."

"Actually, I have been thinking that since this ability can be learned, it proves that there is no difference between him and the medical knowledge I have learned before. It should be possible to use the methods of induction, summary and refinement..."

There is no doubt that Strange is a top student. After a few days of suffering, he has already begun to think about ways to improve efficiency.

Gu is also very accurate at first glance. Strange's talent lies in his excellent learning ability and high acceptance of magic. He quickly accepted his status as a magic apprentice and planned to use it in his own life. progress in a magical career.

Schiller put his hand on his chin and said, "In that case, have you considered a more convenient way?"

"A more convenient way? What do you mean?"

"Since this power is borrowed, you can have a good talk with your creditor and make him not be so irritable."

Strange said helplessly: "The problem now is that I can't even grasp the ribbon, you have to get started first, control the ribbon to stop, and then have room to communicate with the forces behind it. "

"Then have you ever thought that there are actually many ways to stop that ribbon?"

"for example?"

"Like this." Schiller took out a blue gun from a drawer.

The next day, the fat Mage King stood aside, watching Strange roll up his sleeves, holding a strange blue pistol in one hand, and said slowly to a ribbon frozen into a popsicle: "Listen! , if you are still so irritable, it is not worth the price at all..."

Seeing Strange like a gangster collecting protection fees, the Mage King was speechless. He tried to dissuade him: "Stephen, the concentration of a mage is very important, you can't do this..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Yi appeared behind him. Gu Yi's tone was quite brisk, and she was even a little surprised. She said, "It seems that he is more talented than I thought."

Wang stared wide-eyed, and Gu Yi touched his chin and said, "I was worried at first that his temper was a bit too good, which might make Kama Taj and the earth suffer, but now it looks good."

Wang stared straight at the Supreme Mage, Gu Yi smiled and said: "Concentration is really important, and belief is also very important, but that is the next link. Before you can control magic, you have to get magic first. This is magic." the true meaning of

After watching Strange play the shooting game with the freezing gun and the ribbon for several hours, Gu Yi was more satisfied, and she said: "It seems that his patience is also good, sometimes it is like this, sometimes Cheapskates are very difficult to deal with, and without enough patience, it's very difficult to get them hooked."

And when the ribbon finally compromised and the two parties began to negotiate, Gu Yi felt that she had read the right person. She said: "Obviously, he has rich experience. They are very skilled..."

Indeed, Strange's entertainment during this time was not for nothing. He dealt with big shots all over the world every day, chatted and laughed happily 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. When it comes to intrigue, it depends on human beings in the end.

As Strange, who has already participated in the top human negotiation scene, he has never eaten pork, but only seen pigs running, which is enough for him to deal with this elementary scene.

The Wang next to him sighed, he always felt that the painting style of the next supreme mage would definitely deviate outrageously.

After subduing the flying novice ribbon with the freezing gun, Strange's way of thinking changed. He suddenly discovered that magic is not higher than technology, but two different routes.

There are some intersections between these two routes. For example, 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, while freezing magic can give the freezing gun and Freeze generators replenish energy.

After observing human economics these days, a bold idea gradually formed in Strange's mind.

In the laboratory of Stark Tower, Stark looked Strange up and down, and said strangely: "Guess what is the least popular occupation in my laboratory?"

Strange didn't care at all. With a wave of his hand, a ribbon flew out, circled around Stark, and almost caused him to fall.

"Shit, what the hell is this?" Stark turned his head, looking at the ribbon scurrying across the ceiling.

Strange spread his hands and said, "See? This is my magic."

"Hehe." Stark showed him a fake smile that couldn't be faked anymore, and then stretched out his hand, a mecha instantly covered his whole body, the movement was so fast that Strange didn't even have time to react, a fist hit Stopping between his eyes, Stark's voice came from the mech:
"See? This is my fist."

Strange flicked his wrist, turned his head away, and said, "Listen, I have a plan, and it happened like this, a man who called himself the Supreme Sorcerer approached me and asked me to learn from him. Magic, but I discovered that magic is actually..."

Half an hour later, the two stood in front of the test bench. Stark folded his arms and said, "You mean: "You plan to let me use the power of magic to transform mechas, and then in turn create mechas that restrain magic, so as to borrow To more magic?"

"It's equivalent to..." Stark put his hand on the middle of the crowd, 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 guns, and finally use the money to buy guns. Point the gun you bought at the creditor to force him to lend you more money?"

"Let's not talk about whether it works on a technical level, are you a little wicked?"

"So is it technically feasible?"

Stark turned around, flipped through a stack of documents from the side and said, "Actually, it's 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 while and said: "According to your theory, this power is borrowed from others, so since he can project power on a silk ribbon, can he also project it on mine? On the armor?"

Strange shrugged and said, "In theory, it is possible, but this kind of power is difficult for ordinary people to control."

"Then how do you control it?"

"Because I'm not an ordinary person, I'm a genius."

Stark glared at Strange, and Strange glared at him, and after a while, Strange said, "Well, I actually used the Freeze Gun..."

"Use technology to subdue magic, and then use magic to transform technology?" Stark touched his chin thoughtfully and said, "You said, I made a trap, let him project 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 part of your power for your own use and create a stronger mecha, I will provide people, you 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 do it?"

"It just so happens that I'm also wicked, so let's do it."

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(End of this chapter)