Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

"I heard someone discussing me." An unfamiliar voice interrupted their conversation.

The mage walked out of the portal. He didn't wear the windbreaker, but put on his unshakable black robe. Superman smiled politely at him, and He Shenyan couldn't help smacking his tongue with that bright and dazzling smile. He is really sunny, just like a living little sun radiating light randomly in this room.

The sun is dazzling.

Superman turned his head to Bruce and said, "It should be clear now that he is a mage."

Bruce Wayneli ignored him and clicked the mouse while lying in his chair, replying to another document from the board. He asked weakly, "How did you know?"

"It's very simple, look at his clothes. Don't all mages like to wear this kind of clothes?" Superman's logical logic made him close his eyes in pain, but He Shenyan's happy laughter made him open again Open eyes.

"You are right, sir. I am indeed a mage," said the mage happily.

He took the initiative to come over and stretched out his right hand to shake hands with Superman. If Steve and the others see this scene here, they will probably be very surprised, because the mage has never taken the initiative to shake hands or greet people before.

When asked about this, he also said that as a mage, he must maintain a sense of mystery.

Superman still had that warm smile and shook hands with him. He didn't have much strength, but he could just make people feel his sincerity: "Hello, sir. I don't know what to call him? I'm Superman."

"He Shenyan, a mage who isn't 'super'. Also, aren't you going to tell me another name? I mean...your hero title is pretty good, but it's a little strange to call you superman. "

"Ah, sorry." He sincerely apologized, he couldn't be more honest, and then he smiled brighter.

"My friends call me Clark, Mr. Ho. You can call me that too."

Bruce Wayne, sitting in the chair, looked like he wanted to disappear into the office right away—did the big stupid blue guy figure out the seriousness of the problem? ! Damn, I really shouldn't have expected his intelligence level...

A mage who can control others at will, he just stands in front of him and tells others his name? ! This damn idiot, he is completely helpless! Bruce thought darkly and desperately.

But what happened next caught him by surprise.

The mage neither controlled him precisely, nor did he suddenly throw a few powerful magics with a smile. On the contrary, he and Superman hit it off right away, chatting very happily as if they had not seen each other for many years.

The two talked about how difficult it was for aliens to communicate to the corn planting issue. The range of topics spanned so much that Bruce couldn't help but sighed several times, but the two ignored him at all.

It wasn't until an hour later that they didn't stop, and Bruce Wayne finally couldn't help it. He roared with blue veins on his forehead: "I'm still working! If you want to chat, just go out and chat with me!"

Superman turned his head, and the piercing big smile turned into an apologetic one: "Oh, sorry. Bruce... wait, should I call you Bruce?"

He actually turned his head and looked at He Shenyan as if asking for help. The latter nodded to him: "Yes, I know his secret identity."

Bruce Wayne collapsed completely in his chair, looking like a dehumanized corpse, and said slowly, "Sometimes... Clark, I really doubt your intelligence. Now, from my In the office-"

Before he could finish the swear words he was about to blurt out, the mage threw a solid energy strengthening technique on him, and he instantly felt that he was ten years younger and looked over in surprise.

He Shenyan said: "Yes, I did it. You don't have to thank me, you can save everything and thank me later. Trust me, you may have to say thank you more than once."

His pointed words made Batman cast a disapproving look, and before he asked his own question, the mage interrupted him again: "Get off work early tonight, you have a surprise waiting for you at home. In addition, you don't have to worry about the approval from the city government, I've got it all done. As for the means, don't hold it accountable. Those who make big things don't care about the trivialities - what's more, you can't hold me accountable."

"Now, since you're no longer tired, why don't you keep working? You know, it's a long way to go."

Bruce was silent for a while, and the click of the mouse sounded again. He accepted his fate and kept telling himself in his heart, I was forced, I was forced, I was forced...

Superman looked relieved, and He Shenyan opened a portal and made a gesture of invitation to him.

The two entered, and Superman didn't hesitate at all. He didn't even worry about the mage setting traps or something. One step out, he came to outer space, and his eyes widened in surprise.

His biological stance allows him to transmit voices in a vacuum, while wizards use spells to transmit voices.

"Is this the portal for mages? I've only seen it in the comics before... Hey, can you do it again? That feels amazing!" Superman said excitedly, like a child who didn't grow up.

"Yes, this is the portal for mages... I'll open another one to send you back to Earth later, but for now, I have something to say."

The mage's tone made Superman serious, as he always did. He is extremely gentle with his friends and never gets angry no matter how much he jokes. But when it comes to business, he's never sloppy.

"I am not from your world."

His words were amazing, and the super brain that Superman didn't use very much started to calculate at once, and he quickly analyzed that what he said was the truth through the mage's micro-expressions and the theory of parallel universes. After all, there is no record of the mage in the global human database that he recites and updates himself every day.

"Parallel universe?"

"No, it's further than that... let's talk about other things first, have you heard the name Seyani?"

Superman's bewildered look doesn't seem to be fake: "Seyani? Uh, sorry, that sounds like a lady's name. But I haven't heard of it, wait, is she a lady?"

He Shenyan laughed dumbly: "Yes, she's a very beautiful lady. But that's not the point... We can skip this topic, since you don't know her."

"Talk about something else, like, why am I here, aren't you curious about that?"

Facing the Mage's question, Superman just smiled and shook his head. His biological stance allows him to transmit voices in a vacuum, while wizards use spells to transmit voices.