[Comprehensive British and American] Family Matters

The virtual image of reality—the mirror dimension.

It is another dimension that transcends rationality. Unlike rigorous science, mages who have mastered the secret arts can distort, transform, and even reshape the entire world at will in this virtual image field.

Want to defy gravity and run with your feet on the ground above your head?no problem.

Want to ignore the structure and create a building that twists like a spiral staircase and goes straight to the clouds?no problem.

Want to run a marathon that will never end regardless of the distance?no problem.

The mirror dimension, in Jason's eyes, perfectly embodies the true meaning of the phrase "how big the brain is, how big the world is".

"Hey, it smells like a big caste temple." Jason walked vertically along the wall of the palace effortlessly. Since he was "locked" into this space, Jason has used all kinds of crazy angles The entire Wakanda palace was climbed once, but unfortunately there was no way out.

One moment he was stepping on the bare floor, but the next moment he would be swallowed by the big hole at his feet. When he was spit out, he still saw the same hall, but the perspective was completely reversed—— I can't even determine where I am, whether the current step is up, down, forward or backward, and the concept of space has been completely removed.

If the person isolated here was an ordinary person, he would probably collapse on the spot when he realizes that this is an endless prison.

Jason put his toes on the floor and gently turned his ankles to relax his tightness. At the same time, his eyes wandered around the deserted "royal palace" until the entrance to the gate came into his sight.

He had walked there once before, but he had just stepped through the door frame, and before he even walked to the corridor outside the hall, he was brought back to the same palace by the ground that sank and reassembled like building blocks, where he was standing at this moment. The location is exactly right.

"Fucking Great Caste Temple 101..." Gritting his teeth, Jason remembered how tragically he walked round and round in the temple, hungry and tired, and it is not an exaggeration to say that his leg was about to break miserable experience.

Just like here, the road in the temple has no fixed direction.You are still walking forward at this moment, and you have turned your head and feet 180 degrees in the next blink of an eye, or you are clearly climbing the stairs, but when you look back, you find that there are towering steps with no end in sight—you I don't know what I'm walking at all, but with my head empty and my eyes closed, I can't get out of this maze of perception and reach the depths of the temple just by rushing forward with momentum.

The way of confusion is the heart of man.

A person with a restless mind and a brave mind can't touch what he really desires even if he exhausts his life's strength, and struggles with the emptiness and pain of not getting what he wants all his life.

"Staying in this ghostly place, I finally know why you are so unreasonable, old woman!" Jason, who was picked up from the temple for the first time, weakly raised his trembling hand, pointing at the man. The embarrassing Daquela said, "You can come and go there freely, your brains are not normal!"

"Don't be stupid, brat." Da Kela stretched out his hand to rub Jason's hair as if teasing a puppy. Jason, who was so hungry that he was weak and unable to resist, could only use his fiercest eyes in vain. Resisting, Da Kela completely ignored Jason's sharp eyes, and instead baptized him with caring and silly eyes, "Open your eyes and take a good look, where are there so many reasonable things in the world?"

——The big river is rushing, and the tribes near the water have abundant resources to cultivate themselves. The tribes far away who cannot benefit from the big river can only look bitterly at the dry and cracked land under their feet. People from the same continent, why do they enjoy our blessings and our sufferings!"

——From childhood to adulthood, a person who is healthy and strong enough to fight a bear dies as soon as he dies, but a weak chicken that can breathe for 3 minutes even if he goes to the convenience store downstairs to buy a late-night snack will live to be full of children and grandchildren, is it possible? You can still pinch the old man's neck and ask him: "It doesn't make sense, why did that healthy person die early, and you, who can't lift your shoulders or hands, are living here to waste medical resources!"

The point of life is never to "make sense".

The target is at twelve o'clock, a distance of [-] meters.Who said that it makes sense to go straight forward to achieve the goal, and it makes no sense to walk forward and backward in an S-shape or jump forward and backward?

Jason in the mirror dimension took a deep breath, sat cross-legged on the spot, fisted his hands in front of his chest, and closed his eyes in a prayer posture.Jason, who was clinging to rational logic in the past, almost forced himself to death in the temple of the big caste, and only learned the lessons stumbled. The embarrassed posture will never reappear because of this dimension with weird similarities.

"Tsk, it doesn't make sense, right?" Jason smiled and opened his eyes, and while letting go of his hands, he held the blade of the great caste, and slashed at his own reflection reflected on the palace floor in front of him. Here, Lao Tzu is my own last word.”

The severed Jason's reflection maintained a posture of closing his eyes and praying, and scattered into countless pieces like a puzzle. This time, there was no "reorganization" happening, and the black abyss engulfed the figure holding the double swords.

***

Strange was struggling to explain what happened just now to these two people who were likely to permanently disable every part of their body except for their hands.

"It's all a misunderstanding. The unusual energy I observed from the Holy of Holies is probably related to the Infinity Stones. During the investigation, I had some conflicts with the young man just now. In order not to cause unnecessary harm, I temporarily Isolate him in the mirror dimension." Strange used his self-control for years of life-and-death major surgical operations to ignore the sharp weapon on his neck, "That's where our occult mages use to observe threats, Like an isolation room, it won't do him any harm."

"Then let him out." Batman twisted the cloak that was still struggling in his hand, Strange looked at his poor magic weapon partner, and there seemed to be a scream of pain coming from afar in his mind Voice.

"Uh..." Strange hadn't forgotten the two machetes that were aimed at his head.

As if reading the other party's mind, the big ax moved away from his shoulder, and the tall red-haired woman frowned and snorted coldly: "I won't let him chop you right away, that's fine! "

Resisting the urge to wave his hand to send the woman in front of him to experience the free fall, Strange quickly gestured to open the mirror dimension, and then froze on the spot.

— gone.

Strange closed the mirror dimension again, and opened it again.

It should be confused, irritable, tired... whatever the state is, all in all, there should be a place where there are a lot of living people, there is nothing, and the only response to the supreme mage is the empty palace hall.

"Let's just ask... Is that gentleman a mage?" It must be a mage!That's right, this is the only way to explain why he was able to leave the mirror dimension on his own, Strange vaguely felt tiny beads of sweat slipping over the corners of his brows.

"Are you joking?" The red-haired woman seemed to have heard the most ridiculous speech in the world, "Jason, is it a mage? It's better to give him a stick to kill someone from anywhere Bull ghosts and snake gods."

"No, actually Jason knows a little bit about spells and things like that." The man who had been putting great pressure on Strange with eye knives and a gloomy aura, and at the same time never stopped torturing the cloak in his hands, said. , successfully quieted everyone down.

"I... didn't expect that Jason would also be the type to pray for blessings from the gods."

"It's not the kind of magic spell that is given by the gods. It's just some simple exorcism spells. He used to exorcise demons like this when he was a child, so he became interested."

"Is it possible to expel demons? It's quite good for ordinary humans! Perhaps it is because of this that he can return to the world from the underworld."

"About this, I once used a special ritual..."

Strange heard that the topics of these two people were more and more inclined to the black magic ritual that should be sealed and locked in the depths of the Karma Taj library and never come out to see anyone, as well as the pair of hands in the hands of "Jason". Sword, I have a vague premonition in my heart——

"Ahem, ladies and gentlemen, I have to tell you some bad news." Strange expanded the scope of the mirror dimension, so that everyone can see the empty hall he saw, "As you can see, that Mr. Jason is gone."

Before the ax made close contact with his neck again and was strangled to death by his cloak, Strange yelled out the words that still haunt him: "I'm here to make a deal with you!"

The two fierce gods looked displeased, but they stopped their atrocities.In Strange's heart full of wind and frost, he seemed to have found a third way out other than the Supreme Mage and Surgeon.

***

Jason fell into the garbage bin in the back street, alarming the wild cat that was searching for food in the garbage dump. It was puffing up and yelling at the short-sighted intruder, but it found that the other party was a tall man. The human turned around quickly and climbed up the wall to escape along the water pipe next to it, and at the same time kicked a box of greasy takeaway with a sour taste into Jason's face.

"Bah bah!" Patting away the source of the disgusting smell covering his face, Jason struggled for a while, and finally found a point of application from the bags of garbage, but the strange smell was inevitable. .

Although the landing was a bit miserable, at least he has left that crazy dimension, and from the limited surrounding scenery, this is the United States that Jason is familiar with. Although it does not have the high-end technological power of Wakanda, the home is his own after all. good!

And judging from the big belly burger sign in front of him, ah, he heard the finale of the happy Mahler Symphony No. [-].

"YES!" Jason drew out the Blade of the Great Caste and raised it in front of his eyes, restraining the urge to kiss the blade with full of gratitude, "Thanks to the Great Caste, thanks to Dakla!"

What he has to do now is to find a way to contact other righteous friends, big and small, and then everyone will happily go to pick up the old man, Xiao Bi, Arte and J Bat together, and everything will be perfect!

"Big Super!" Jason cleared his throat, put his hands around his mouth into a microphone and started calling out to the blue figure, "Kayel! I'm Jason, I need a little help from you!"

A few minutes passed, and the figure did not appear.

Jason frowned but didn't do much. He thought, maybe Da Chao is busy at some urgent disaster scene, so he convinced himself, Jason walked out of the dirty alley and came to the on the street with pot belly burgers.

Pedestrians who passed by him hardly covered their noses with their hands and walked away quickly, but Jason's attention was not on those people at the moment. He looked up at the tacky neon signboard with the big "Wayne" on it. Big Casino" made him feel like he was being ridiculed.

He could convince himself that this was just a coincidence, but the constantly flashing "best nightclub in the music world" advertising marquee next to the casino made Jason unable to continue to paralyze himself with lies.

"Ahahahahahaha... isn't it a parallel world! It's not like I haven't played it before hahahahahaha!" Jason walked towards the Wayne mansion in a self-defeating manner, and Jason had no idea that he would meet the most unexpected person there. Familiar faces.

"flash?"

From the Wayne Mansion, which seemed to be completely deserted into a haunted house, with the horror of losing Alfred, I finally entered the Batcave from the hidden passage behind the grandfather clock, and faced Barry Allen, the Flash who was not wearing a red uniform. pretending, but it's not the picture of someone beating up by someone from Batman.

The "Batman" who seemed to need more emotional management lessons than his father turned his head, then opened his mouth as if he had seen a ghost, and let go of the hand holding Barry's collar. The unlucky blonde hero Whoops, whoops, fell to the ground.

"B... Bruce?"

Jason felt that if he could use one word to describe what he saw in Batman's eyes, it would be: a befuddled face.

Dakela, isn't your old metaphysics a bit... crooked?