[Comprehensive British and American] SpiderGirl

After Tony finished his work, he dug out a pack of unfinished dried strawberries from the drawer.He chewed and remembered that his little assistant hadn't come to work for a long time, and she was the one who left the dried strawberries here.

After introducing the artificial intelligence subsystem, the spider suit was finally completed and placed in the exhibition cabinet. The spider logo on the chest was shining, as if waiting for its owner.

Tony stepped back, leaned against the table and admired, satisfied.

He has checked all the loopholes that may appear in theory, and the performance test has also shown perfect results, and now it is almost ready to be used in actual combat.

Where can I find the mysterious "Spider-Man"?Tony thought lazily.

He certainly can't do it himself. The spider battle suit has a very good shaping effect, but it still requires a high level of physical fitness for the user. It needs to have strong and flexible skills, as well as flexibility and explosiveness... Unlike the steel battle suit, This can only be offered to young people.

How about getting a volunteer to help?

Tony casually sent a new instruction to Friday, and asked casually, "What is that kid up to lately? Is it an academic competition?"

He has seen Petra's results, and he also remembers that there are frequent competition months recently, but he feels that this kind of thing is obviously not difficult for her.

"Wait a minute, please." Friday disappeared for a moment.

Tony poured himself a cup of coffee, added a few pieces of sugar, collected information on Friday, and came back to report: "Miss Parker's classmate said that she is dating someone recently."

Uh-oh!

Tony sprayed.

Petra knew that with the Sorcerer Supreme's abilities, it was easy to find her—he could have anyone, anywhere, any time he wanted.She gave up the idea of ​​running away.After school on Monday, I honestly came to Greenwich Village.

Strange never opened the door himself, so Petra knocked, walked in, and walked through without hindrance.

The statues in the corridor should not be touched casually. She remembered what he said, but she couldn't find anyone after turning around, so she went to the second floor to look again.As soon as the door was pushed open, a fire suddenly burst into the fireplace, and the candles on the wall automatically lit up.

"Why don't you turn on the light?" Petra reached out and rubbed her hand on the wall wonderingly, and found the light switch.

Press it down with a snap, and the room is brightly lit.

A corner of the distinctive red cloak was exposed from behind the sofa seat. Petra looked around and saw that Strange himself was sitting there cross-legged, with his hands clasped together and his fingertips touching. He was imitating a great detective from which world. .

"You're here." With his eyes closed, he was as calm as an eminent monk sitting still.

"Well, I just walked around downstairs..." Petra scratched her cheek embarrassingly, and said, "I remember you said not to touch those statues casually."

"That's right," said Strange, "because you almost set out a medieval banshee the first time you came."

"I definitely didn't move around this time!" Petra swore, "but the wall clock suddenly fell down for some reason, and then many goblins ran out..."

"..."

"It's okay! I'll catch them for you!" She clenched her fists swearing.

"..."

Fortunately, magic is still very convenient for cleaning up the room.Strange sighed softly in his heart and got up.Following his movements, the cloak slid off the sofa lightly.

"I really didn't mean it. You have such a big house here, don't you have a few more mages guarding it?" Petra whispered, "In case someone invades—"

"The previous mages who were stationed have already died." Strange replied lightly.

"...Ah, oh."

"Kama Taj still has a lot of rookie mages who followed Ancient One." He commented somewhat harshly, "It's embarrassing."

"Isn't that dangerous?"

Strange turned around abruptly, striding towards the door, Petra hurriedly followed, and asked, "I heard that the Ancient One mage treated every student equally and with great love, and taught them magic... If I If I go, can I also study?"

"Not everyone is qualified to learn magic." Strange kept walking, turned a corner, and led her through a room full of cold weapons, to an empty archway. "Some people go to Karma Taj just to heal themselves. Many people can only learn a little basic skills in their whole life. Only a few 'chosen people' are lucky enough to master profound magic."

When he said this, he looked back at the girl, as if casually mentioned: "A senior before me, because he followed the dark lord, he turned into coke."

"So you want to say that the 'chosen one' is yourself!"

Strange was noncommittal.

"I just want to say that for you, it is not cost-effective to go this way." He said slowly, "I have seen your future—"

"Can magicians see other people's future?" Petra was surprised.

"—Learning magic has no future." Strange paused, "However, if you want to continue your current righteous deeds, it may well be a good choice."

"Eh……"

To say not disappointed would be a lie.Knowing magic, just sounds very fashionable, who wouldn't want to learn it?

Petra was melancholy: "Well, it's fine if you don't want to teach me, then I can always read the magic book?"

Strange passed through the arch, and she followed closely, and saw a stone platform nearly one person high in the middle of the open space. There was a small wooden shelf on it. It seemed that something was stored there, but now someone took it away.There is also a huge ball of light in the sky, slowly rotating, with countless golden streamers spinning on the surface.

Without pausing, Strange went straight to the diagonally opposite door, pushed it open, and gestured for Petra to walk over.

"Where is this?"

As she stepped across the threshold, she heard him say, "Kama Taj."

"Huh?!!—Isn't this New York!"

"Not anymore."

Strange smiled slightly, then strode out.

The interior decoration style and furnishings of the room are very similar to those of the Holy of Holies in New York, but when you walk out the door, it seems like a world away.

The quaint courtyard is surrounded by wooden buildings with no more than three floors, most of which are bungalows. The houses are shrouded in gray mist under the night, and yellow leaves are falling on the stone floor. She looks at the bare tree trunks outside the courtyard wall , not even a leaf bud.

Even though it was early spring, the place was still as bleak as winter, the surroundings were quiet, and there was no sign of people living here.

"Kama Taj?" Petra repeated the strange place name suspiciously, "Where is this?"

"Nepal." Strange said, "It's only over 2000 meters above sea level, so it's a bit colder than at the bottom of the mountain."

He turned around, his cloak fluttering behind him, rustling in the wind.

"Are you in good health?" Strange inspected, "Since you have been strengthened by the spider's ability, I don't think there will be any problems."

Petra nodded: "But I'm still afraid of the cold..."

As soon as the words fell, she sneezed.

Strange pursed his lips and led her into the opposite room.

The roofs here are all made very high, and the interior is empty, with incense burning in the corners, and finally there is more smoke and fire.Petra closed the door, the chill on her body gradually faded, and her body warmed up. When she turned her head, Strange had already gone away.

"Old Wang." Strange greeted the man at the end of the corridor.

Petra ran forward briskly, sticking her head out behind him to look around.

This old Mr. Wang looked much older than Strange, with a serious face, and his lips were drawn into a line, making people respectful and far away.

"Who is this?" Wang's eyes lingered on Petra's body searchingly, and there was a bit of doubt on his face, "When will you think of picking up the child?"

After finishing speaking, he actually showed a somewhat relieved expression, and patted Strange on the shoulder.

"..." Strange twitched the corners of his mouth, "I'll bring her to study. — This is the librarian, come and say hello, Baby Spider."

"I won't be here forever." Wang said, frowning slightly, "There are still a lot of things to deal with in Hong Kong. The new mage has not been selected yet, and I have to go to sit in the town. If you want to come, come, remember to lock the door .”

"Walk slowly."

Watching the king's back go away, Petra couldn't help asking quietly: "Did you all travel the world through any door?"

"That's not any door." Strange corrected him patiently, "The room you saw just now leads to three sanctuaries, which are located in New York, London and Hong Kong. You can't just go wherever you want .”

"But you can draw a circle at will... Isn't that the arbitrary door?"

"That's the space-time portal."

"Any door."

"When...you can say whatever you want." Strange gave up arguing with her and stretched out his hand to open the door of the library.

With a creak, after the heavy stone door was pushed open, a thick cloud of dust rushed over.Petra choked a few times before raising her head. What she saw was the endless stacks of bookshelves, and her mouth grew silently.

"……Wow."

"These are all the ancient one's collection of books." Speaking of the ancient one mage, Strange looked a little nostalgic, "She selflessly left these things to future generations, allowing them to explore the magical world and the diverse world by themselves." universe."

Petra looked around, was silent for a while, and asked, "So many books... don't you want me to read them?"

Strange turned around, curled his lips and gave a narrow smile: "Look slowly, don't worry."

"Impossible to finish watching!"

"Of course it is possible." He raised his chin triumphantly. "For example, I can see ten things at a glance and never forget. Not only did I get a doctorate in medicine and science, but I also learned the mystery of the Eye of Agamotto in one day."

Then you are awesome, let me give you a round of applause?

Clap, clap, Petra clapped her hands a few times, and he gave him a chilly look, and immediately shrank back.

"I believe, these will not be too difficult for you." Strange said seriously.

Strange's intentions were obvious.New York hasn't been very peaceful recently, but Petra likes to wander around and can't control it—he can't just stare at it all the time, can he?

After all, he is a young man with unlimited energy.

"This is the public domain, open to everyone. There is a small room inside, which contains magic books, but I suggest you not to get in touch so quickly. If you are interested, I have no objection to you reading, but not now."

"Understood." Petra looked at the bookshelf beside her, trying to distinguish the muddy characters on the spine, "Could it be..."A Brief History of Time"?"

"Of course not! What are you thinking? It's a secret history handed down from the French court in the sixteenth century." Strange walked over, took a look, and quickly looked away, "It's about court gossip, nothing interesting .”

After speaking, he took out a piece of parchment from his pocket, pulled the cloak out of his hand, and handed it to Petra.

"What is this?" Petra thought it was a recommended book list written by him, and continued.

"WIFI password, remember to use Google Translate when you see words you don't understand, don't ask me all of them." Strange replied coldly.

After finishing speaking, Strange walked away with a wave of cloak behind him, quite imposing.But he didn't leave, and summoned the chair over the desk to the door, put it down, sat on it, and began to meditate again.

Petra pursed her lips, took out a book, and looked at the cover: "Solomon's Key".It sounded like an adventure story. She opened it and saw that it was about an epic battle between elves and demons. She didn't know if it was a real history or a fabricated fairy tale. Array.

She looked drowsy, and looked at her watch again, only twelve minutes had passed.

One clear Saturday morning, Petra received a text from Gwen.

After he was teleported back to the Osborne Building that day, he didn't disturb anyone, and returned to work as if nothing had happened, but he secretly noticed the occasional strange faces in the company, and checked the weekly experiment report again, and found that some of them had been falsified. past records.

He copied the organized clues and evidence into a USB flash drive, and asked Petra to come out.

The dessert shop is full of young girls and male companions, they are sitting here inconspicuous at all.

Gwen ordered a few small cakes and two sundaes, and returned the menu to the waiter: "I heard that you are preparing for an academic competition recently? I was also on this team when I was in my third year of high school, and I found some past competition questions. See See if it can help you?"

"Thank you." Petra took the file bag he gave, touched the inner layer, and found a USB flash drive inside. Not busy, the people in the school team are very good, but... Doctor Strange kept me locked in the library to read, and didn't let me go out to play."

She sighed heavily, and told him how Strange was so cruel and ruthless—of course, she picked the part that could be said.

Her reading speed has always been very fast. She has read the world for 5000 years. She is so bored that she is weaving a trampoline on the bookshelf. The Supreme Master is still indifferent, meditating at the door, turning a blind eye.

"It's like confinement..." Petra muttered dissatisfiedly, "I haven't been detained in school yet!"

"Did he teach you magic?" Gwen asked curiously.

"No." Petra sighed, "He said learning magic is boring, most people can't stick to it, and it's useless to learn it."

Gwen found it very interesting: "Well, can you take me to see it next time?"

Petra thought for a while: "Okay. Doctor Strange seems to appreciate smart students. You are a biology student, and he is a medical student. There will definitely be common topics!"

Accompanied by Gwen, the book has its own golden house and Yan Ruyu, so there is no way it will be boring.

She thought happily.

"Happy, stop." Tony stopped suddenly.

Happy slammed on the brakes and asked after a moment of stupefaction, "What happened?"

He nervously checked the dashboard, then searched the car seat, thinking he had been tampered with.Tony sat up from the sofa cushion, pushed down the car window with one hand, stretched out the other hand, put his arm around Happy's neck, and pulled him over.

"Look over there."

Hapi looked around and saw Petra talking and laughing happily with a strange handsome boy in the dessert shop on the side of the road.

"It's unreasonable!" Tony said furiously, "She has time to date the little boy, so why don't I just let me earn tens of millions of dollars every minute?"

Tony put down the sunglasses from his head, combed his hair, arranged his clothes, and opened the car door to go out.

"What are you going to do?" Happy asked in surprise.

"Of course it's beating mandarin ducks with a stick." Tony left without looking back.