American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

"Listen, Luke, I need to have a serious talk with you guys." After the meeting, Nick stopped Luke, Strange, and the others in the courtyard, his face serious.

"Is it important? You know we have a ton of things to deal with right now. Especially Strange and them." Luke looked at Nick, then at Strange and the others.

"Of course, it's important," Nick emphasized. "I'm here for Strange and them."

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"Okay, okay, what do you want to say?" Seeing that Strange and the three had no objections, Luke had to temporarily find a place nearby to use as a discussion venue.

"With the occurrence of this dimensional invasion, I think it's necessary to strengthen our planet's defenses again. Whether it's new technology or manpower," Nick said bluntly.

"This was just an accident, Mr. Fury," Wong said with an awkward smile, seeing Nick's gaze. "Besides, we've already resolved the matter. You know, this was an exception. Dimensional invasions generally don't happen in reality."

"But a lot of people saw it this time," Nick spread his hands. "S.H.I.E.L.D. spent a lot of effort and intelligence, using all official forces, to suppress this invasion under the guise of an alien invasion. But we all know that's not true. Those dimensional demon gods are far more dangerous than alien invasions."

"This is a special situation. You also attended the meeting. You should know that this was a test by the Ancient One for Strange. Whether he passes or not, the safety of Midgard is guaranteed." Mordo expressed his dissatisfaction with Nick's pointed words. Although Nick didn't explicitly accuse anyone, the attitude extended from his tone and eyes easily allowed everyone present to understand that the other party was accusing the sorcerers of this "dereliction of duty."

Strange and Wong could communicate with Nick calmly, but he was different. From beginning to end, he was unwilling to have too much contact with the authorities.

"That's where our differences lie. I can't accept basing our safety on an heir's trial. I think there might be a better way." Nick pursed his lips, his face serious. "We can't know if there will be any real accidents during this, leading to a trial evolving into the beginning of a tragedy. Those dimensional demon gods are very dangerous."

"We know the dangers of those dimensional demon gods better than you. The little intelligence you know and have is all we told you. Now you plan to take it and teach us?" Mordo narrowed his eyes and retorted sharply to Nick. "This event seems like an accident, but it has been under the control of the Ancient One from beginning to end. Just like in the past. Perhaps you should have a little faith in the Sorcerer Supreme. After all, she has been protecting this planet for hundreds, nearly a thousand years, before you were even born. Those dark dimensional creatures that once ravaged and were active, those dangerous dark magic items, those demons and ghosts that live in your writings, how do you think they disappeared?

If they hadn't disappeared, you might still be living in the age of gods, insecure and at the bottom like food. Don't even think about becoming the masters of this planet and developing civilization and technology. You should have reverence for the Sorcerer Supreme!"

"I respect the Ancient One's contributions to this planet, and I don't have any intention of targeting you. But to further strengthen our defenses as much as possible and share some of your burden, I don't think it's a questioning or blasphemy of the Sorcerer Supreme," Nick calmly retorted to Mordo's words.

"How do you plan to share it? With your mortal armies and weapons? Frankly, only magic can fight magic," Mordo also bluntly and cruelly stated a fact.

Nick was silent. He hadn't truly experienced how powerful magic was, but he also knew the magic's wonder and greatness. He really wanted to send his agents to Kamar-Taj for a period of study, to learn magic, but looking at the other party's attitude, he probably wouldn't accept his proposal. So he turned his gaze to Luke, who was propping his chin and in a daze.

"I think this can be entrusted to Luke. I believe his technology can turn magic into equipment and promote it to ordinary people."

"The power of magic is difficult to master. Even if Luke really does it, is the world really safer? I think it will only be worse! I can't trust some of you. Those ambitious people mastering the energy of magic is simply a disaster for the world. We don't have the energy to help you clean up the mess at that time." Mordo frowned, thinking that Nick was too fanciful.

Popularizing magic?

That's impossible!

But engraving some magic on extraordinary equipment with some kind of technology, so that ordinary people can barely master it, is still possible. At least when Luke is the leader, this possibility is not low.

After all, the power and functional effects of the equipment manufactured under Luke's leadership are already comparable to some of Kamar-Taj's magical equipment. In the Ancient One's words, after the other party mastered Kamar-Taj's magical knowledge, his manufacturing technology was no longer about magic and technology. He even extended a path combining magic and technology.

Strange and Wong also felt that Nick's proposal was a bit fanciful this time. Even if Luke could do it, so what? Whether it's magic or Luke's technology, it requires a lot of high-dimensional or high-quality energy support.

In the past, what limited the sorcerers was the difficulty of obtaining energy and their minds. If the mind is not persistent and tenacious enough, rashly contacting those dimensional energies will soon be eroded and affected, which will not only bring danger to oneself, but also bring great risks to the world. After all, whether it is the power of the dimensional demon gods or the power of the unowned dimensional space, if it is not maintained well, it will bring a series of unpredictable and serious consequences.

Now, although there is Luke's new energy, it greatly reduces the difficulty for sorcerers to obtain energy and provides a relatively safe and gentle energy supply. From this point of view, the increase in the number of sorcerers is inevitable. But this does not mean that new energy can be squandered infinitely.

Under the Ancient One's instructions, Kamar-Taj has already begun corresponding preparations. As one of the new energy authority holders, sorcerers can observe the amplification index of new energy in Midgard and the Nine Realms, and infer from this number how many sorcerers can be supplied with this energy share for daily consumption.

Sorcerers will not give up the method of borrowing power from other dimensions, but with a more convenient and safer energy supply, sorcerers using new energy will inevitably become the mainstream over time.

In other words, the new energy quota distribution is currently unable to satisfy everyone. Sorcerers don't care about other things, but if Nick wants to participate and grab food, they can't control other people's shares, but the sorcerers' share cannot be robbed at all.

Under the premise that the new energy quota cannot satisfy all existing distributors, wanting to popularize it to everyone can almost be seen as a joke. Even if the new energy quota is sufficient, who would dislike more energy, which is linked to strength? After all, how much the new energy increases, the cake share of the sorcerers and other distributors is also constantly increasing.

"I understand your desire to increase your strength, Fury, to avoid being powerless when encountering similar incidents again. We support your idea, as long as you can solve all the problems you face in the implementation process," Wong added implicitly.

Nick understood his implication.

If you want something, it's all up to you. If they solve all the troubles and procedures without harming the interests of others, then they won't do anything.

Nick rubbed his throbbing forehead. He had thought that the communication process would be troublesome and complicated beforehand, but he didn't expect that just the beginning would bring resistance and vigilance from the sorcerers. He couldn't help but look at Luke, who was watching with relish.

"The idea is good, I support it! Technology is not a problem." Luke thoughtfully gave Nick a reassurance, and then, in the next moment, under his suddenly stiff expression, he smiled and said: "As long as the money is in place!"

"This is for the safety of this planet and everyone living on this planet..."

"Whoever makes the suggestion is responsible for the appropriation. I'm just a technology provider," Luke interrupted Nick and spread his hands. The word 'free labor' has never existed in his dictionary.

Nick's words might be useful to Stark. That big dog might really take out his own pocket and technology to contribute to the safety of the world if he is persuaded. But Luke, who has moved his old home to his own dimension for backup, won't.

"I need a loan," Nick took a deep breath. In any case, his bottom line is to value the safety of the world. Under this premise, he can sacrifice and give everything. He didn't feel deeply about the dimensional invasions that only existed in words in the past, and there was also the Sorcerer Supreme, the Ancient One. But this dimensional invasion really stimulated the sensitive bottom line in his heart, and with the Ancient One's retirement and looking at the new Sorcerer Supreme, Strange, who had just become a sorcerer not many years ago, he felt very insecure.

"No problem," Luke nodded.

The meeting broke up unhappily. Nick went to apply for a loan agreement from his superiors. As the only organization in the world that can stably obtain new energy currency, S.H.I.E.L.D. has become a sweet pastry in the eyes of various countries behind the council. Nick Fury's power has become greater, and S.H.I.E.L.D. has obtained more resources and support, but correspondingly, the supervision of S.H.I.E.L.D. has naturally become stricter.

Especially in the new currency sector, although Nick still has a strong say, it is difficult to make a final decision as before. Every new addition and every expenditure of the new currency and dimensional materials is being closely watched and contested by all parties. Nick also needs to obtain the permission and approval of the council for such major events and expenditures as adding a new protective shell to the planet, at least to let the above solve their interest distribution problems first.

Watching Nick's slightly hunched back as he was about to bear a heavy debt again, Luke turned his head and called out to Strange and the others, who had opened the portal and had half a foot in it.

"Sorcerer Strange."

"Is there anything else, Luke?" Strange turned his head calmly and met Luke's gaze. Wong and Mordo next to him looked at each other, as if there were flowers on each other's faces.

"My Energy Tome," Luke reminded in a light tone.

So the bodies of Strange and the three, like Nick, were slightly hunched down.

"I will help you get it back," Strange promised with a tight face and gritted teeth.

"How long will it take?" Luke asked in a still light tone, seemingly not seeing the bodies of Strange and the three hunched down.

"As soon as possible!" Strange's heart pounded at the thought of possibly entering the Dark Dimension again and possibly facing Dormammu's big face. Especially after knowing the fact that he seemed to have tricked the other party hard at the end.

If Dormammu thinks that he is the mastermind who threw [poison] into his dimension, how can he escape safely from Dormammu's rage? Can't we just have another infinite loop and compete with Dormammu's patience?

Although the victory should be his in the next competition of patience under the threat of Abyss energy?

Simply, if he is caught by Dormammu, he will hand over Luke? Saying that he has a way to solve those Abyss energies?

This seems to be arranged clearly!

The more Strange thought about it, the more discouraged he became. Unexpectedly, Luke must have obtained the permission of his teacher, the Ancient One, to do so, or at least a default. He had only just inherited the position of Sorcerer Supreme, and he was already under the pressure and scapegoat that he shouldn't have been under.

"Then let's talk about the cost of the Energy Tome's disconnection during this period." Luke's words made Strange and the three raise their heads in unison and look at him in shock.

"There's a fee?" Strange felt that Luke was targeting him! His teacher, the Ancient One, gave away the Energy Tome for free. He became the new Sorcerer Supreme, and before his butt was warm, he had an extra expense.

The settlement fee must be in new currency. Although the sorcerers don't lack such an expense, he would still feel heartache if Luke asked for a high price.

"Of course, this is a supervision fee. When you retrieve the Energy Tome, this supervision fee will be returned." Luke felt that he still left some affection.

However, these words fell into the ears of Strange and the three, which is equivalent to the debt collector constantly reminding you not to lie flat, not to delay, and not to think about fooling around.

It is conceivable that now it is Luke, and in the future, Odin and Mephisto, and even his own teacher, may join in.

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PS: Thank you to classmate Quiet Peak for the reward...