Meiman: I can analyze everything

"He's been waiting outside for five hours." Mo Du came over and looked at Lin Feng, who was drinking tea calmly, "There is a will in him.

"Almost, let him in." Lin Feng blew the floating tea foam and took a sip of tea.

"Bang bang..." Strange was still persistently knocking on the door, and a few seconds later, Strange suddenly felt empty in front of him and planted inside the door.

"Thank you." Moments before falling, Strange thanked him.

"Take a bath, take a break, and if you have time, try to meditate for a while, and later the omniscient will summon you." Mordo lit the candle and handed Strange a note.

"What is it?" Strange looked at the note in his hand with English letters written on it, "My spell?" "

This is the WIFI password here." Mordo shrugged, "We are not primitives, not to mention we have the chairman of the world's largest Internet company as the leader."

"The language of mystical spells has been around since the birth of civilization." In the tea room, Lin Feng and Strange sat opposite each other, "A long time ago, His Holiness called this language a mantra, and if the name makes you feel incomprehensible, you can also directly understand it as a program to build the source code of the real world.

"We collect energy." Lin Feng stretched out his hand, a red bright line with sparks appeared in the air, and then with this line as the diameter, Lin Feng's hands slashed through the air, forming a circle, and then constantly operating, constructing complex geometric figures, "drawing energy from other dimensions of the multiverse, chanting spells, casting shields, weapons, and casting spells."

"But even though my fingers could do that, my hands could only tremble in the air." Strange raised his trembling hands, "I mean, how to go from a beginner to a master like you?"

"How did you repair a damaged nerve and put a broken spine back in place?" A smile appeared at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth.

"Study and practice, year after year." Strange took a deep breath.

Karma Taj, Library.

"Mr. Strange." Librarian Wang stood up.

"Just call me Stephen." Strange placed the book on the table, "You are..."

"Wang? Just king? Strange was a little embarrassed, "Like, Adele?

Wang didn't react at all, just stared at Strange expressionlessly, which made him even more embarrassed.

"Or... Aristotle, Drake, Bono, Eminem..." Strange's voice grew quieter.

"This is the Book of Sight, this is the New Book of the Universe, the Supreme Code, the Key of Solomon." Wang patted the four stacked books, "Have you read all of these?"

"Yes." Strange has not yet recovered from the embarrassment just now.

"Come with me." Wang raised an eyebrow.

"Good." Strange followed.

"This area is only open to mages." Wang led Strange to an open room, "but others can come if I agree."

"You can start with the basics." Wang pulled a book from the shelf, "How is your Sanskrit?" "

I have Google Translate." Strange shrugged.

"Vedic language, the oldest Sanskrit language." The king shoved the book into Strange's hand.

"What books are those?" Strange a row of bookshelves.

"Those are the private collections of the Supreme Mage." The king looked in the direction of Strange's finger, "It was an ancient mage before, and now it belongs to the omniscient.

"So you can't borrow it?" Strange turned around.

"At Karma Taj, knowledge can be shared, but some cannot be practiced." Wang explained, "Except for the Supreme Mage, no one else here can understand those books.

"What kind of book is this?" Strange took a glowing book from the shelf.

"The book is about time, and several pages of it were stolen by one of the original mages here, the fanatic, Casillas." Wang sorted out the books, "He hung up the previous librarian with a rope and cut off his head. "

Casillas? That Real Madrid goalkeeper? Strange was still joking, not realizing the seriousness of the matter.

"I am now the guardian of these books, but I will know if there is a missing page or a few pages in these books." The seriousness on Wang's face looked very bluffing, which startled Strange, "If I find out, I will make you look different before you go out."

"What if it's just expired, or, do I want to know, one less page, missing arms and legs?" Strange stammered.

"Everyone used to think I was quite humorous." Strange looked at the expressionless Wang, smacked his lips, and took the book in his hand.

"They work for you, right?" Wang glanced sideways at Strange.

"It was a pleasure to chat with you, thank you for the books, creepy stories, and threats to me." Strange took a deep breath, picked up the book, and left the library.

Karma Taj, training ground.

"Being proficient in using the Suspension Ring is very important for using spells." Mordo handed the suspense rings to Strange, "They can help us navigate the multiverse, you need to be highly focused, visualize it, have your destination in mind, don't limit yourself to the world in front of you, but imagine every detail." A

group of people drew red apertures on the field, but Strange could only draw a few small sparks, which made him very irritated and made it harder for him to succeed.

"I'll talk to Mr. Strange alone." Lin Feng appeared in the field and stopped the training.

"It's because of my hands." Strange spread his hands.

"It's not about your hands." Lin Feng shook his head.

"How could this have nothing to do with my hand?" Strange was a little angry.

"Mage Hamill." Lin Feng beckoned.

Master Hamill rolled up his sleeves, revealing his amputated left arm at the wrist, and then drew a series of complicated formations in the air.

"Thank you." Lin Feng nodded to Mage Hamill, "Understood?" It's not about your hands. "