In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1646: No time to die (9)

The Holy of Holies is still busy today. Strange finished his day's work, but he is still talking with clients with his mobile phone.

He was walking out while making a phone call. He just opened the door of his office when he saw Schiller outside the door who was about to knock in. Strange looked him up and down, and hurriedly spoke to the phone He said a few words and then hung up the phone.

"What's the matter? Is there something wrong?" Strange asked.

But he saw that Schiller took a few steps back and looked him up and down. The indifferent and focused gaze made Strange break out in a cold sweat.

"You are not a doctor, who are you?"

"You don't look like someone who can notice this problem immediately." Schiller's tone was very slow, and the initial and final sounds of each word were clearly bitten, without any fast-paced hectic, slow Like a record player that just hit play.

Strange was taken aback, he felt as if he had been scolded, but he was not sure, he turned his head to the side and coughed twice and said, "No matter which Schiller you are, what's the matter with you coming to me Is it?"

"I heard that you run a magic school, can you let me visit it?"

"Kama Taj?" Strange frowned, and asked with some doubts: "Aren't you not very interested in that? Master Ancient One invited you to visit our construction results several times and you didn't Go, say it's delaying your money."

"I've changed my mind." Schiller said in a steady tone, without any unnaturalness or embarrassment.

"Okay, it's not impossible, are you going now? Or wait until I'm done..."

"Right now."

Strange took a step back. This Schiller's temperament really made him a little shy. In order to ease the serious atmosphere, he had to open the portal while looking at Schiller and saying.

"I didn't expect a dark suit to suit you, why haven't I seen you wearing it before?"

"You just don't see it."

Schiller's answer was concise and to the point, as if he didn't want to start any topic for chatting at all. After the portal opened, Strange led him into the portal, and after landing, he came to the main hall of Kama Taj.

Strange saw Schiller looking left and right, but only his head moved, his neck and shoulders remained motionless, appearing very cautious, yet with a kind of steady elegance.

He knew that if it was the original doctor, he might have rushed out of the hall and went straight to the destination by now, but the Schiller in black suit in front of him seemed very leisurely and elegant. available.

Strange never thinks that Schiller will be free. Schiller usually only has two states, either busy with this or busy with that. If he is not busy on the surface, it will prove to be very fast Others are going to be busy.

Schiller walked slowly to the pillars supporting the Kama Taj Hall, and carefully observed the patterns on it. Strange stood behind him and stomped his feet, and couldn't help asking: "Hmm , shall we go to school now?"

"Lead the way." Schiller nodded at him and said.

Strange strode towards the exit of the main hall, followed by Schiller, two figures in suits strolled in the magic temple, this scene is so strange no matter how you look at it.

Soon, the two of them came to the Karma Taj Academy of Magic, which is an academy built inside Karma Taj. It only occupies one building, but there is magic that expands the space inside, with a total of eleven floors. , there were more than two hundred students, divided into ten groups, each group ranging from eighteen to twenty-five people.

The vast majority of them are the disciples that Kama Taj has found around the world, mostly between the ages of seven and twelve, and there are also some adopted orphans, between the ages of three and five, usually the former will become magicians If the latter really has no magical talent, he will go to the village at the foot of Kama Taj Mountain to find a job when he grows up, and occasionally come up to the mountain to help with work.

"This model has been passed down for thousands of years." Strange said: "Magic is an education that belongs to geniuses. If we carry out universal education like ordinary people, it will not only waste resources, but also destroy The life of ordinary people, so even if we build a larger school, it will only enroll a very limited number of students.”

Schiller nodded, indicating that he understood, and then he asked, "So what if there are many geniuses?"

"This number is usually constant." Strange and Schiller said as they walked into the teaching building: "The number of geniuses who can become magicians in each generation is certain, except for a very small number who don't want to practice at all. Most of the magic people will learn about the existence of magic at the right age, if they don't understand it, it means they are not suitable."

"We have special mages who search for similar geniuses all over the world. We usually use the soul trace detection method. As long as a person has been exposed to magic, the energy will definitely leave traces on the soul. We have special magic tools to detect The traces in the soul of this kind of person.”

"The vast majority of people who have been exposed to magic before the age of seven are very inspired and relatively focused. Come to Earth's magical defense work."

Schiller nodded, this time stronger than last time, obviously agreeing with this method, and then he asked: "So you brought the students here one-on-one?"

"Yes, because we have a portal, so it's very simple, go to the designated place and use the magic weapon to find the target, open the portal and send it back."

"So what if there is no portal? I mean, what if there is a place where the portal is not easy to open?"

"Mages can open portals under any circumstances." Strange shrugged his shoulders, and said in a firm tone, "This is the housekeeping skill of human mages...well, I have indeed encountered that kind of If the magic weapon responds but no one can be found, we will choose to send him a letter with the magic of finding people..."

"Do you know this kind of people-finding magic?"

"Of course, this is not a very difficult magic, it can even be said to be very simple."

"So what do the students learn here? What is the difficult magic you speak of?"

"Magic for combat, of course." Strange pushed open a classroom door and said, "Big fists are the last word. You can't make them obedient before fighting any demon gods." Sign a contract that benefits you, so we mainly teach them to fight."

Schiller nodded more vigorously, looking very satisfied, then he stood by the podium in the empty classroom and looked at Strange and said, "Are you the principal of this school?"

"Of course not, the principal is Master Gu Yi. As the Supreme Master, I am already very busy. I don't have time to take care of school affairs, but I will come back to teach them occasionally."

Schiller raised his eyebrows with some interest and asked, "What do you teach?"

"Uh, some common sense about demon gods and the skills of dealing with them." Strange's tone was a little guilty, but he still explained: "After all, we have to sit down and talk after the fight, negotiating skills are essential Less."

Schiller seemed a little disappointed and asked, "Is there nothing else?"

"I also give meditation classes sometimes." Strange didn't seem to care about this, he put one hand on the podium and said: "You know, I'm a surgeon, and I've got a lot of experience in the surgical field Most of my achievements come from my concentration."

"Concentration is also very important in magic. I will teach students some calm, focused and sublimated skills. Although this mainly depends on their accumulated practice, some skills in the novice period can help them enter the magic faster. Status."

Schiller nodded thoughtfully, and asked again: "What about animals and botany in magic?"

"Not very good at it, but I have dabbled in it." Strange tapped the podium with his fingertips lightly, then he turned his head to look at Schiller on the other side of the podium in a strange way and said, "Didn't you come to Did you visit the school?"

"School is good," Schiller replied, and then he gave Strange the same back-chilling look.

It took half a minute for Schiller to look away and said, "During the time you went to the kingdom of death, the sanctuary and Karma Taj were working pretty well, right?"

"Well, nothing major happened, but why are you asking this?"

"It's nothing, are you free to come to the Arkham Sanatorium tonight? I have something to talk to you about."

"Is there anything we can't talk about now?"

"You'll know when the time comes."

Looking at Schiller's back, Strange was a little puzzled, but at night, he still came to the Arkham Sanatorium, mainly because he was a little curious about what Schiller was going to talk to him about.

As soon as he came to Schiller's office, Strange saw a **** hole in the center of the originally smooth and tidy floor.

This hole occupies about one-third of the floor. The interior is not completely black, but more like a starry sky, with dark blue as the background color and faint spots of light in between.

"What is this?" Strange took a few steps forward curiously, stood on the edge of the hole and looked down.

He was so focused on observing that he didn't notice that Schiller had walked from his side to behind him, and at some point a black umbrella appeared in his hand.

Schiller slowly turned the umbrella around in his hands, pinched the body of the umbrella with both hands, and turned the handle of the umbrella downward like playing golf.

"As you can see, this is a trap."

"This is a trap..."

"Swoosh—bang!"

The black umbrella slammed **** the back of Strange's head. In an instant, he lost his center of gravity and fell into the big hole in front of him waving his hands.

Schiller stood sideways by the hole, turned his head and glanced down, the figure of Annihilation appeared beside him, Annihilation sighed, looked very tired, looked at Schiller and said: "I tried my best~IndoMTL .com~ No matter what, don’t bother me anymore!”

Strange, who fell down the big hole, only felt that he was falling in the endless void until the sense of time and space completely disappeared. After an unknown period of time, he keenly felt Break through some kind of barrier.

He tried to concentrate, and the moment his mind was concentrated by the concentration far beyond ordinary people, his feet fell to the ground, and then he found that he could not control his body and could not wake up.

Vision, hearing, and sense of smell were all gradually recovering, and it seemed like a few years later. When Strange fully regained consciousness again, he saw a strange ceiling, and then a figure approached.

Looking at Strange for a moment, and gradually focusing, a blue-eyed black-haired young man appeared in Strange's field of vision. said in a deep voice.

"...This is the new magic professor?"

Strange blinked vigorously, struggling to get up from the ground, when suddenly the tip of a black umbrella touched his chest, making him lie on the ground again.

Schiller slowly half-knelt down, turned his head to look at Strange, his gaze first fell on his arm, and then turned to his face, Schiller said: "Self-harm, huh?"

Strange took a deep breath and shouted: "Schiller! Why are you so vengeful! Where did you get me?!

Schiller stood up slowly holding the umbrella again, still looking down at Strange with that slightly cold gaze, then he opened his arms slightly and said.

"This is Gotham... welcome to Gotham."