American Manga God

Now Mei Mumu is also in trouble.

This Marvel parallel world has changed a lot.

It's true that Casillas pursues the power of darkness and eternal life, but he came to hunt down the original Doctor Strange because Mao had not obtained the power of Dormammu, and came here to kill Meimumu?

Meimumu used the Avengers to slash Casillas once, but he couldn't confirm the result. This makes his judgment of the status quo extremely vague.

Like a whip, it beat him fiercely behind Mei Mumu, driving him forward.

After all, it turned out that in history, Casillas would soon start attacking the three major temples, and even kill the ancient one, a towering tree that could have sheltered Meimumu.

time does not wait!

What's more, the effect of the [Magic Apprentice Khadgar] is only three hours. Excluding the time spent on the road, Meimumu has less than one hour left.

It can be said that time is every minute and every second in the hourglass, more valuable than gold.

Unable to explain why he came to return the book in ten minutes, Mei Mumu had no choice but to forcibly break it down.

He put his hands on the table and put on a posture of showing no weakness.

"Wang! I have no intention of challenging your authority. Everyone is different. They have their own different experiences, life and learning styles. The reason I can get a double doctorate in medicine and science is because I have the ability to remember and act in every way. ability."

Wang, staring at him expressionlessly.

Mei Mumu continued to defend: "There is an old Chinese saying 'good steel is used on the edge of the knife'. My reading habit is to concentrate for three hours a day, read and absorb knowledge from books at super high speed, and then have the remaining 21 hours to do what I want to do. So . . . Prom in college, I never left."

Wang, still expressionless, clearly saying 'Edit! You keep writing! ’.

Mei Mumu could only bite the bullet and continue: "If you think that I don't intend to read books at all, but to rummage through it, memorize a name and feature, and pretend to be knowledgeable. Then you are very wrong, you can come and study it casually. My knowledge. Come on, pick up a copy and ask me if I remember it."

Xiao Wang finally had an expression, he waved his hand, although he made no secret of his disgust, he did not forget his duty.

"Learning mysterious spells is the best thing to avoid. If you have half a bucket of basic knowledge, you can't use it flexibly. It is the power of Master Gu Yi to test whether you are proficient in knowledge. I only have the right to advise you. As well as preventing you from entering the library area that can only be accessed by full-fledged mages."

Mei Mumu squeezed her eyes: "I am a genius in learning, and I was invincible in those three hours."

Xiao Wang smiled, with a cold smile: "Could it be that you can learn Sanskrit without a teacher?"

"If you are undecided about internal affairs, ask Du Niang. You don't know how to ask Google about foreign affairs. Anyway, there is an online translation!"

Xiao Wang did not grow up in the Internet age. He entered Kama Taj at the age of three, which made him an excellent mage, but he also lacked sufficient modern knowledge.

Mei Mumu choked him hard with just one sentence.

Xiao Wang's big round face suddenly became as 'pure white' as the bottom of a pot: "Oh? I'm curious, which online translator can handle the oldest Sanskrit [Vedas]?"

Too bad, I forgot about it.

Vedic is an ancient language of the Indo branch of the Iranian language family. Sanskrit, formed in the fourth century BC, was clearly classified by linguists as the same language family as European languages—Indo-European.

As the most primitive Sanskrit, Vedic can be traced back to 3,600 years ago, and it is completely an ancient language on the same level as Oracle.

If the online translation of this thing can be done, Mei Mumu really doesn't mind giving Google a million dollar bonus.

At this moment, Miss Tianping's voice suddenly popped into Meimumu's mind: "Cut! It's not just a Vedic language! The great messenger of destiny should not be stopped by such a trivial matter. Come on, I will give you Simultaneous translation of the soul! Fatty Wang is still trying to make trouble? He is itchy, and he is going to rebel! How can we not suppress it!"

what! ?

Miss, how can you talk so well?

However, if there is a compulsion not to pretend, it will be invalid after the expiration date!

Mei Mumu raised his eyebrows: "Then, do we want to make a bet? Just give me a magic book in Vedic language, I can read it in ten minutes, if you read it correctly, you can't prevent me from entering the mage area to read. ?"

"Humph! Are you not too confident? Mr. Mei!" Fatty Wang trembled, obviously extremely unhappy.

"Gamble! Or not to gamble?" Mei Mumu lengthened her voice, even deliberately raising the ending, full of provocation?

Originally, Fatty Wang wanted to refuse.

He kept Gu Yi's order in mind - if Mei Mumu's learning progress is amazing, he might as well open the collection of books in the mage area to him in advance.

Can't help but think: Maybe, is there really a so-called genius in this world?

Thinking of this, Fatty Wang took a step back with his right foot, turned around, and made a 'please' gesture: "In the first row of the mage area, UU reading www.uukanshu.com take whatever you want. If you can read it out, count me as a loser! But if I Did you win?"

"I will be a good student who follows the rules. I will borrow books from you at most once a day. I will follow your standards." Mei Mumu has found the trick to talking to these battle mages.

That is the commandment!

Only those who obey the precepts and restrain themselves are the most pleasing.

Unfortunately, Mei Mumu is destined to not be a good student like a good baby!

Now that Fatty Wang gave way, under the guidance of the young lady, Mei Mumu entered the mage area proudly, as if he casually took down a magic book that was chained on the iron shelf.

Open a page at random: "Well, this... doesn't seem to be too difficult. It has a lot in common with modern Sanskrit. This should be..."

As if she was talking nonsense, Mei Mumu's mouth was a series of Vedic words. Its words are round and round, and the standard of pronunciation makes Fatty Wang astonished.

Fatty Wang didn't give up yet. He listened carefully to Mei Mumu's pronunciation. After more than ten seconds, he was shocked to find that not only did Mei Mumu read correctly, but he didn't even make a mistake that a novice often makes.

The snapping tongue, the tongue rolling, the syllables... all were so perfect, for a moment, Fatty Wang almost regarded Mei Mumu as the most knowledgeable old monk in the ancient three religions.

I read it for three minutes in a row, but I was surprised that not one of them read it wrong.

Fatty Wang was stunned.

Instead, Mei Mumu stopped and looked at Fatty Wang modestly: "Excuse me, am I qualified?"

Only then did Fatty Wang come back to his senses, gritted his teeth, and complained about Mei Mumu many times in his heart, and then lowered his shoulders a little dejectedly: "Come with me."

Mei Mumu followed.

"This is the [Basic General Theory], this is..."