This world is anything but ordinary [Tutoring + Marvel]

25-year-old Linlang was making snow tea for Wang and Strange. Suddenly she seemed to feel something, and she smiled slightly.

In 10 years, Linlang has matured a lot and can attract the attention of others with every smile.

Strange asked: "What's wrong?"

"The me in that world about ten years ago has already seen what I left behind."

Ten years is not a long time, but it is not a short time either. There are too many uncertainties in the middle.

She knows herself well, and no matter when, she will find a way to see the world ten years from now, so she will definitely have used a ten-year bazooka at some point in time.

But she couldn't determine the specific time. For this reason, she specifically asked several friends to hand the booklet to them if they met their past selves.

This time she came to her male god's place as usual to take advantage of the quiet environment of the temple to write her graduation thesis. She had just read a lot of information and was going to rest for a while.

She had just climbed the stairs when she noticed time and space energy fluctuations around her.

Stand still and wait for the ten-year rocket launcher to take you back to the past.

As soon as they exchanged, I saw someone tearing apart the space. Head for the rocket launcher.

This man's aura was very familiar, and Linlang recognized him at a glance as a follower of Dormammu.

The ability of the ten-year rocket launcher is quite special. It can be regarded as an artifact with time and space bugs. It is impossible for such an artifact not to be remembered by interested people.

Dormammu is the Lord of Darkness and an existence beyond dimensions. The ten-year bazooka he wants is actually of no use. However, some of Dormammu's believers believe that the ten-year bazooka has a certain connection with the time stone. The people sent to snatch it There is an endless stream of people who want to peek into the mystery of time through the ten-year bazooka.

Linlang had dealt with this group of people several times in the past ten years, and he immediately responded to them as soon as he saw their abilities.

She made a gesture with her hands, and a long whip formed from magic appeared in her hand, and she threw it towards the opponent.

He tied the opponent's left hand holding the rocket launcher and pulled the whip towards him.

The opponent also reacted in time, throwing the rocket launcher into the torn space first, holding the opponent's whip with his backhand, and leading Linlang into the space.

Linlang turned her head and looked at Qiao and Miller who were a little anxious outside, and smiled slightly. "Qiao, Uncle Miller is fine. I'll come and catch up with you after I take back the 10-year-old bazooka."

After saying that, he immediately followed into the space.

Miller was anxious, but what was happening now was beyond his understanding. Joe knew that there were still some mages in the world, so he was not too panicked.

Because the person who is in this time and space now is Linlang ten years later, they don't know whether the positioning and monitoring using equipment and instruments is still effective, so they can only wait for a while.

After leaving the small laboratory, Linlang discovered that this space happened to be in an alley near the temple.

The other party broke free from Linlang's whip.

Linlang hesitated for a moment, worried about attracting more people. No other abilities are used.

And Dormammu's followers seem to be worried about being discovered by others.

For a while, the two reached a consensus and started fighting back and forth.

It's just that the ten-year rocket launcher has a limited effectiveness. When Linlang saw the opponent's kicking legs like his own, three minutes were up.

There was a burst of pink smoke in front of her eyes, and when she saw clearly, she found that she was tightly tied to the hanger, and the culprit was Strange's cloak.

"Come back and pull me, Lin."

Following the opponent's voice, the cloak loosened its grip on Linlang and flew behind the opponent, obediently acting as a normal cloak.

Linlang looked at Strange, then at Wang who was sorting the bookshelf, and smiled sheepishly.

"King, Stephen, thank you for your hard work."

"Next time, the important things should be placed more regularly. I searched for a long time and almost didn't find them." Wang complained to Linlang.

"Sorry, sorry, thank you for your hard work. Come on, let me treat you two to hot pot?" She knew that it was probably her past self who wanted to go outside to take a look, so the two of them tied up one and searched for the other.

She suddenly thought of something and looked at the cloak behind Doctor Strange, but hesitated to speak.

The other person seemed to know his concerns: "I didn't show up."

Although Linlang couldn't remember when she first used the ten-year bazooka ten years later, she would never forget it if she saw Doctor Strange the first time she used it.

She has never seen any of the superheroes who left Avengers 3 in the future.

She once said to Strange, if I had known ten years ago that you would be here ten years from now, I probably wouldn’t have wanted to change the last scene of you in my image.

After knowing that things had not changed, Linlang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come on, let me treat you to hot pot. I know that a Sichuan hot pot has just opened next to the temple in China. The butter and chili are so delicious. I'll treat you to it."

When they heard that it was a treat from the other party, the two mages, who were somewhat strapped for money, readily agreed.

The three of them happily came to China through the intermediary between the temples and enjoyed Sichuan hot pot.

After eating and drinking, we returned to the temple and reminisced about the past while drinking the snow tea brought by Linlang.

Hearing the ringing of the mobile phone, Linlang put down the tea set and picked up the mobile phone.

A nice male voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

"Lin, where are you?"

Suffered!

"I'm writing my graduation thesis in the library."

The other party hesitated.

"Which library? I was in the school library and didn't see you."

Linlang was silent.

"Temple Library?"

Linlang continued to remain silent.

"You're tired of me, so you want to find another male god?"

Linlang said weakly: "No...no."

The other party seemed to see Linlang's bitter face and chuckled, "Just kidding."

Then he continued: "Since you ran out to play, then I will also go play with Kyouya."

Linlang hung up the phone with a complicated mood.

Hibari Kyouya! The man who attracted the attention of his man! Linlang left the things at hand and said goodbye to Strange and the others before leaving the temple.

The two people who were fed a mouthful of dog food continued to drink the unfinished tea, which was tasteless.

Wang said to Dr. Strange: "If you had been more proactive, maybe you could have eaten this hot pot every day and drank this tea every day."

Doctor Strange held his forehead, there was such a big age difference between the two of them.

What exactly does Wang think? Is a single old man eating enough dog food to his head?

The little girl admires herself most. Although we can chat together, we really don’t have that kind of relationship. …

Strange explained this several times.

I really want Wang to see it. The little girl probably won't think so when she sees Tony Stark's appearance.