The God of Injustice in Marvel

White, white, still white.

Soil is also white, and everything is white. Gu Yi directly opened the portal to the snow-capped mountains of the Himalayas.

Both Gu Yi and Leon are not normal people, and the impact of temperature on them is completely negligible.

But Strange can't do it. He is just an ordinary person, and he is still wearing single clothes. As soon as he walked through the portal, the cold wind blew through, chilling his bones. It was so irritating that Strange reflexively wanted to react.

Go back again.

But Master Gu Yi stopped him and said: "You have never experienced real difficulties. Your intelligence has made your life too smooth. It has shaped you and at the same time restrained you."

Ancient Yi turned around and looked at the trembling Strange: "You need an environment. An environment where your intelligence cannot give you any help.

Strange, remember: control your mental energy and go with the flow."

After speaking, a golden aperture portal slowly appeared behind Gu Yi. He took a step back, and Gu Yi passed through the door. The light scattered and the portal disappeared.

"etc!"

Strange shouted excitedly.

This is a rhythm that will throw him on a snowy mountain and freeze to death without being able to draw a circle, right?

However, Strange was excited, and there was someone next to him who was even more excited than him.

Leon, who was wearing a mask and followed him to join in the fun, didn't react until the aperture disappeared: "Boss! Have you forgotten that you are not acting alone this time!

I haven’t gotten in the car yet!!!”

……………………

Returning to the open space of the temple, Gu Yi had his hands behind his back with a serious expression.

Mo Du, who had just dispersed with other students and mages, came back now.

Mo Du, who had witnessed the whole process, said to Master Gu Yi with some worry: "No matter what, Strange is just a beginner. Isn't such a trial too much for him..."

Maybe he felt that his suspicion of Master Gu Yi was too arrogant, so Mo Du hurriedly revised his statement: "What I mean is, should we change the place, at least, so that he won't be in danger too easily?"

The existence of a whetstone is of course necessary for a sharp and fast knife, but if the knife is sharpened too much, the knife will break.

"Don't worry."

Gu Yi smiled and said: "I left a ball of fire there. He will be fine."

After saying that, Gu Yi also sighed softly and said to Mo Du: "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go to the temple to see where.

The power of darkness is reborn, and I'm a little worried."

Mo Du looked stern, nodded quickly, and quickly followed Gu Yi away.

………………………………

On the snowy mountain.

In the cold snow, a thin, bearded man wearing single clothes was trembling and drawing circles in the air. The whole scene looked very absurd. It was like a mime that was not funny.

In fact, Strange didn't want to tremble. The key was that the current temperature and wind made not only his hands tremble.

My whole body is shaking, okay!!

Strange felt that his eyes were almost freezing, his feet had strange numbness and an abnormal sense of warmth, his ears began to tingle, and he was deliberately short of breath.

For a doctor, this situation is easy to analyze: he has frostbite on part of his body, and has already developed symptoms of hypothermia and a certain degree of hypoxia.

If this circle is not drawn quickly, I don’t know whether the hand will be cured, but the person will definitely freeze to death.

That's right anyway, if you freeze to death, your hands won't shake.

He is worthy of being a mage, he is truly amazing...

…

Uncontrollably, he retracted his hands, holding his neck and rubbing it back and forth. Strange felt as if his throat and chest had been fused with ice and snow.

By the way, where is that strange man in a trench coat and mask?

Strange had reacted the moment Gu Yi left. He was completely absorbed in trying to draw circles, and did not notice what happened to the unlucky person who was thrown here with him.

He has a windbreaker, so nothing will happen to him. Maybe he has already left here...

No, if he could draw a circle and leave, he wouldn't be so excited at that time.

Go see what he's doing...

Thinking about it, Strange walked around a section of mountain rocks and saw the man in the trench coat.

He is building a snowman in a special code!!

On the highest peak in the world, which is inaccessible to people, an ugly snowman with a crooked mouth is facing his direction with his mouth and eyes crookedly.

This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!

What kind of performance art is this?

What made Strange even more unable to suppress his trembling was that the guy actually took off his clothes and put them on the snowman!

Looking at the snowman wearing clothes and a hat, Strange felt even colder.

The tremors are also getting worse, but they are not from cold, but from anger.

Taking two steps forward, Strange was about to speak, but when he turned his eyes, he discovered...

There are many people behind the snowman!

There...

It’s a snowball fight!

Snowball fight?

Himalayas?

A bunch of people?!

…

Could it be...am I not in the Himalayas?

Is this all an illusion??!

At this time, Leon noticed Strange, who was shivering with blurred eyes.

"If you don't draw circles properly, what are you doing here?"

Leon was very embarrassed: "Now they have exactly the same number of people having a snowball fight, so it's really not convenient for you to join them."

Strange's pupils began to dilate and his snoring became much heavier.

Leon said quickly: "Don't be angry. I was just joking.

If I join in with you, the numbers will be equal again."

"...I just hope you can give me something to wear for the sake of me freezing to death..."

"Ah? Ah! Oh, you should have told me earlier! How would I know you were cold if you didn't tell me!"

After saying that, Leon took out a hat from the space.

"Huh? Why don't you pick it up? This hat is very warm! I bought a lot of them, but I never gave them away... Hey, don't shake them!"

Leon supported the shaky Strange, pulled out a piece of clothing from the space and put it on him: "I was just joking, look at you, you can't help but laugh."

Strange: "…………"

Wrapping himself in a windbreaker, he curled up into a ball and squatted on the ground. Strange waited for a while and then asked with difficulty: "Who are those..."

"Oh, you mean them."

A group of clones came together with smiles: "They are all me."

Strange: "...I'm done. I'm already hallucinating..."

Seeing that his little joke seemed to be a bit too much, Leon became serious.

It turns out that he can draw a portal and leave here by himself, but if Strange is inexplicably convinced that he can't succeed due to his own reasons, then he will become a real pig teammate.

Leon still knew why Gu Yi stayed here.

He took out a bottle of wine from the space and poured it into the dazed Strange. The single wooden wine barrel produced something every day, and it could produce all kinds of weird effects. This bottle of cold wine with a noble name

Ice Fire Wine is a useless product that can only give people cold resistance.

After drinking a bottle of wine, Strange's condition improved obviously, but his eyes seemed to be more confused...

He also took out a universal stove from the space and spit out a big fireball, which immediately made him warm.

He slapped his big mouth back and breathed on Strange's face. Leon's concern was sincere: "Don't sleep! Don't sleep! I saw it on TV. If you fall asleep at this time, you can't wake up."

!

Don't sleep! Velociraptor and Han Qianyi have been updated!"

After a few loudmouths, Strange, who had just fainted from drunkenness, woke up.

At this time, Leon opened the halo for him again and helped him reduce the swelling.

"You...are you also a mage..."

Obviously, opening your mouth and spitting out a big fireball doesn't look like something ordinary people can do.

As for building snowmen and having snowball fights in places like this...

That is not an ordinary person!

"Hmm~! Not bad!"

Leon admitted shamelessly, but quickly changed his words honestly: "But my true identity is actually a doctor who does good deeds without leaving his name."

"Doctor... ha, okay. Doctor..."

Maybe this sentence hit Strange's pain point, he shook his head and kept repeating that word in a low voice.

"You don't believe it?"

Lyon felt that he had been seriously provoked.

"If I cut off your hand now and then put it back on for you, would you believe it?"

Leon said seriously: "You used to be a doctor, and you may have always thought that you were the best doctor, but it is obvious that the best doctor in the world is standing in front of you now.

Come, let me prove it to you."

Like a magic trick, Leon took out a long knife from his arms, grabbed Strange's hand and was about to demonstrate it to him.

"I believe it! Isn't it okay if I believe it? I really believe it!"

"No! Your heart is not sincere. You are lying."

Leon had to make up his mind to cut off one of Strange's hands, and Strange kept trying to convince Leon that he really believed it.

After pulling a few times, Leon suddenly stopped and said in a serious and seductive voice: "What if, after I cut off your hands, I could help you heal them and then reattach them for you?"

Here~"

Strange stopped struggling immediately.

"You really..."

"Hahaha! You're kidding. My veterinary qualification certificate has expired a long time ago."

This time, Leon quickly moved to hold Strange's hand.

Looking at the flames of the stove, Strange was dazed for a long time. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he looked at the place where Leon was lying and said: "I know who you are!!"

…

As a doctor, especially one of the top surgeons in the industry, Strange has treated many people with serious illnesses, special identities, and special injuries.

At a certain time last year, Strange received several strange patients. Although their identities were shady, they were wealthy enough.

The common characteristic of these people is that they will keep repeating the same name when the anesthetic first begins to take effect and their consciousness is blurred.

Night watchman.

After experiencing many such cases, Strange had already guessed that this codename, which obviously had a strong symbolic meaning, should be the person who deliberately spared their lives and turned them into cripples.

I have to say that this guy named Night Watch is indeed a master in limb cutting.

Strange also checked it out of curiosity, but unfortunately he found nothing. Except for a blurry image of scissorhands pointing at the camera in the distance, nothing was found.

As time passed, he forgot about it.

Until today, he saw Leon's knife and saw Leon's hat-wearing figure in the shadow of the firelight.

Combined with Leon's words, he is the best doctor.

It seems that the facts have already come out.

………………

Leon never expected that he would be so famous that he would be recognized wherever he went.

Waving his hand: "So what if you see it? Do you want to give you an award?"

Leon smiled and said: "I advise you to draw the circle first. If you know my story even a little bit, you should know that I am more interested in cutting off other people's hands and curing others.

It depends on your mood."

"It was... Master Gu Yi asked you to heal my hand, right?"

Strange's voice was very steady and calm this time.

"Yo! This one makes you smart."

Leon stood up: "Yes. That's true."

"Why."

Strange asked: "I realized that I seem to be different from other people who come here to seek help. There is something... special about me.

Master Gu Yi, why do you care so much about me?" Strange felt as if he was being "specially treated".

Leon yawned, full of impatience: "Because...

She is dying. She wants to find an heir."

"Ah?!" Strange failed and couldn't calm down anymore.

Now that everything has been said, Leon is too lazy to hide it: "Oh shit, she wants you to be her heir and inherit the lineage of the Supreme Mage.

That’s why I want to heal your hands, otherwise a Supreme Mage’s hands would always be trembling, and it would be difficult to cast spells~”

Opening and closing his lips, Strange frowned for a long time before asking again: "...Why? Why me?"

"Why the hell do you have so many? Why are clothes called clothes and not pants? Why can't your knees bend forward? Why are sewer manhole covers round?

It has to have a shape! If it were square, would you still ask why it wasn't round?

It’s you, it’s you, it’s you or someone else, there’s always someone who will inherit the title of Supreme Mage. If you don’t do it, there will be plenty of people who will.”

Strange was silent for a long time, then stood up and walked out.

After walking a few steps, he stopped, turned around and said, "She didn't choose you, so you must be very unhappy."

Leon: Ouch! If I don’t carve your hands into carrot flowers today, you don’t know why people have long fingernails!

In the end, Leon didn't carve Strange's hands into carrot flowers.

Because he was trying hard to draw circles, it was obvious that he wanted to go back and ask questions and why.

As expected, people still need a goal to work hard. I don’t know if I am sure that my hand will be cured, and I have confidence in my heart. This time, Strange’s circles are extra round, and his eyes are determined.

Hmm...that's pretty much it.

Leon lay down next to the stove again.

After a while, the scattered sparks in the air became more and more numerous, denser and more coherent.

Amid Lyon's seal-like applause, Strange finally drew the portal a second before he passed out.

I no longer had the energy to take another step forward. After achieving my goal, it seemed as if all my energy was taken out of my body in an instant.

Falling forward, Strange fell into the portal and passed out. Behind him, the door slowly disappeared.

However, on top of the snow-capped mountains, Leon looked at the wind and snow in front of him, stood quietly on the top of the snow-capped mountains, and silently lit a cigarette.

Hiss...hoo...

"It's a special code, and I didn't have time to get on the bus."

(ps: I have released a new book using my trumpet account and will let you know when I sign the contract in a few days.)