American Comics: Opening Guidance Batman

Schiller was sitting in the office, flipping through the report, while dialing with his mobile phone. After dialing the number, he put the mobile phone to his ear and was busy playing for a long time before he was finally connected. There was a series of explosions. , and then the sound of something falling, followed by Strange's exclamation.

"Hello? Stephen, what are you doing? Why haven't the two medical records I asked for last night been delivered?"

"Oh, wait! I forgot!" Strange cried out in pain before he could finish his sentence: "Ow!"

He pulled the ribbon off his face, looked at the person opposite and said, "Wang, I told you to wait, I want to answer the phone, I..."

Before he could finish explaining, Schiller's roar came from the other end of the phone: "Forget?! You have forgotten four times this week! You said you forgot the three medical records I asked for yesterday. I gave you so much salary, can you..."

Just as Strange was about to explain, the ribbon flying in the air slapped his face again, causing him to scream, and the Mage King opposite said, "You have to concentrate, otherwise the magic power will not listen to your orders. ."

"I want to concentrate too!" Strange shouted, and he said to the other end of the phone, "The patient in Room 2 has no medical records! Didn't I tell you yesterday? His symptoms are complete It was made up by him, in order to soak up the female nurse named Fenna..."

Strange ducked to the left, took the phone and said quickly, "I'm in a bit of trouble here, oh, **** it! Avoid..."

As he said that, he bent down again, dodging the swept ribbon, then switched the phone to one hand, covering his face with his free right hand, and said, "I'll give you those two medical records when I go back in the evening, I'm now have to……"

After saying that, he waved his arm fiercely, and finally caught the flying ribbon. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "...solve some trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ribbon in his hand "swish" out of his palm, making a big loop around the chandelier, followed by a catapult start, dragging the chandelier and hitting Strange.

Strange screamed and flew out with his head upside down. When the phone fell to the ground, Schiller's threatening voice came from inside: "Listen, I don't care how bad your study in the interest class is, you You have to finish your work on time or I'll deduct your salary!"

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Strange covered his eyes helplessly and said, "I regret it, I want to drop out of school now, okay?"

He lay on the ground and said helplessly: "This thing is not something that people can learn at all. How on earth am I going to explain to a ribbon so that it listens to me?"

The Mage King on the opposite side still said calmly: "The power of magic lies in belief, you must learn to persevere."

The next afternoon, Strange was buried in his writing when Schiller walked in with a cup of coffee and said, "You've been in class for a week, how are you doing?"

Strange didn't say anything, first sighed deeply, he raised his head, looked Schiller up and down several times, Schiller followed his eyes and looked at himself, and said, "What's wrong? I Any questions?"

"You can also do magic, right? May I ask how long you have been studying?"

"Who told you that I was magic?" Schiller asked back. He saw Strange staring at him. Schiller said, "I am a mutant. This ability is innate and doesn't need to be learned."

Strange's eyes widened, and he said in shock and anger, "Then you let me learn magic! You actually... you damn..."

Schiller shrugged. This is what he has always said. In the face of ordinary people and mutants, he is a magician. In the face of magicians, he is ordinary and mutant. oral confession.

Strange covered his forehead and said, "I should have thought long ago, how could such a powerful ability be so easy to learn?"

"Can you believe it? I've been wrestling with a floating ribbon this week!"

Strange laughed angrily. He said, "I'm really thankful for that **** ribbon. It makes me think that the patients here are actually quite easy to deal with!"

"Ribbons?" Schiller said, a little puzzled, "Didn't they teach you to draw circles or something?"

"Circle? What is that?"

"It's the magic portal."

Strange "sneered" and said, "Then I don't know how old it will be, I'm being beaten unilaterally by that ribbon, let alone controlling it, it's hard to catch it. ."

"I really hope you can quickly learn the technology of that magic portal."

"why?"

"This way you can throw the finished medical record directly to me through the portal."

Strange rolled his eyes, and he continued: "The fat mage said that the Supreme Mage thinks I'm very talented, what the hell, I don't know what talent it takes to fight a ribbon..."

"Didn't he tell you some tricks or something? For example, calm down and concentrate on controlling..."

"Of course, but I can't calm down when a ribbon slaps me twice a second, is it still my fault?"

"Then you're going to spend it with it? With a ribbon?"

"Otherwise, what else can I do? The king told me that if an entry-level mage wants to exercise concentration, he has to pass this level."

Strange continued to pick up the pen and began to write, saying as he wrote: "According to him, magic is not created out of thin air, but with the help of some higher-level power, so every mage apprentice must first Exercise control so that borrowed power doesn’t get out of hand.”

"What is the principle of that ribbon?"

Strange's pen paused, and he said, "I heard that it is also borrowed strength, but it is relatively weak, and it is specially used for beginners to exercise."

"Actually, I have been thinking, since this ability can be learned, it proves that he is no different from the medical knowledge I have learned before, and it should be possible to summarize, summarize and refine..."

There is no doubt that Strange is an academic master. After a few days of losses, he has already begun to think about ways to improve efficiency.

Gu Yi is also very accurate. Strange's talent lies in his excellent learning ability and high acceptance of magic. He quickly accepted his identity as a magic apprentice, and plans to use it in his own way. Progress in magic career.

Schiller put his hand on his chin and said, "In that case, have you considered a more convenient way?"

"A more convenient way? What do you mean?"

"Since this power is borrowed, then you can have a good talk with your creditor so that he will not be so violent."

Strange reluctantly said: "The problem now is that I can't even grasp the ribbon, you have to get in first, control the ribbon to stop, and then have room to communicate with the forces behind. "

"Then have you ever thought that there are actually many ways to stop the ribbon."

"for example?"

"Like this." Schiller took a blue gun from a drawer.

The next day, the Fat Mage King stood aside, watching Strange roll up his sleeves, holding a weird-looking blue pistol in one hand, and said slowly to a ribbon that had been frozen into a popsicle: "Listen. , if you're still so irritable, it's not worth the price at all..."

Seeing Strange like a gangster that collects protection fees, the Mage King was very speechless. He opened his mouth to dissuade him: "Stephen, the concentration of the Mage is very important, you can't do this..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Yi appeared behind him, Gu Yi's tone was quite brisk, even a little surprised, she said, "It seems that he is more talented than I thought."

Wang's eyes widened, Gu Yi touched his chin and said, "I was worried that his temper is a little too good, which may make Kama Taj and Earth suffer, but now it looks good."

Wang Zhi stared at the Supreme Mage, Gu Yi smiled and said: "Concentration is indeed very important, and belief is also very important, but that is the next link, before you can control magic, you must first obtain magic, this is magic the truth."

After watching Strange play shooting games with the frozen gun and the ribbon for a few hours, Gu Yi was more satisfied, she said: "It seems that his patience is also good, sometimes it is like that, some Cheapskates are very tough and if you don't have enough patience, it's hard to get them hooked."

But when the ribbon finally compromised and the two sides started negotiating, Gu Yi felt even more that she was right, she said: "Obviously, he has rich experience, whether it is a moderate price increase or retreat, use the Very skilled..."

Indeed, Strange's entertainment during this period was not in vain. He dealt with big people all over the world every day, chatted and laughed with them on various occasions, and reached some deals quietly. Even Stark and He was also present when other major forces were negotiating.

The major mysterious forces in the universe have different personalities, and most of them are evil, but evil is evil. When it comes to intrigue, it ultimately depends on human beings.

As Strange, who has already participated in the top-level human negotiation scene, has never eaten pork, and has only seen pigs running, it is enough for him to cope with this kind of primary scene.

The king next to him sighed. He always felt that the painting style of the next Supreme Mage would definitely deviate out of line.

After subduing the scurrying new silk belt with the freezing gun, Strange's way of thinking changed, and he suddenly discovered that magic is not higher than technology, but two different routes.

There are some intersections between these two routes. For example, freezing gun and freezing magic can freeze a thing, but sometimes they restrain or complement each other. For example, freezing gun can subdue disobedient ribbons, and freezing magic can give freezing gun and Freeze generator to replenish energy.

After these days of observing human economics, a bold idea gradually formed in Strange's mind.

In the Stark Building laboratory, Stark looked up and down Strange, and said strangely: "Guess what is the most unwelcome occupation in my laboratory?"

Strange didn't care at all. With a wave of his hand, a ribbon flew out and circled around Stark, almost causing him a somersault.

"Shit, what's this?" Stark turned his head and looked at the ribbon that was running around on the ceiling.

Strange spread his hands and said, "See? It's my magic."

"Haha." Stark gave him a fake smile that couldn't be more fake, and then stretched out his hand, and a mecha instantly covered his whole body. The movement was so fast that Strange didn't respond, and a fist was Stopping between his eyes, the mecha hurriedly heard Stark's voice:

"See? It's my fist."

Strange flicked his wrist, turned his head away, and said, "Listen, I have a plan, and it goes like this, a man who calls himself the Supreme Mage approached me and asked me to learn magic with him. , but I found out that magic is actually..."

Half an hour later, the two stood in front of the experimental bench, and Stark crossed his arms and said, you mean: "You plan to let me use the power of magic to transform the mecha, and then in turn make a mecha that restrains magic, so that I can borrow to more magic?"

"It's equivalent to..." Stark put his hand on the person, touched his nose with his index finger and said, "If I understand correctly~www.NovelMTL.com~ You are going to ask others to lend money, and then use the money Go buy a gun, and then point the gun at the creditor and force him to lend you more money?"

"Let's not say that it doesn't work at the technical level, are you a little immoral?"

"So it doesn't work at the technical level?"

Stark turned around, dug out a stack of documents from the side, and said, "It's actually very strange. The power on this ribbon seems to be different from the one Schiller showed me."

"I haven't cracked his power yet, so I can't fully apply it to my mecha, but this..."

Stark frowned and thought for a moment: "According to your theory, this power is borrowed from others, so since he can project his power on a ribbon, can he also project it on mine? On the mecha?"

Strange shrugged and said, "It's theoretically possible, but it's very difficult for ordinary people to control this kind of power."

"Then how do you control it?"

"Because I'm not an ordinary person, I'm a genius."

Stark glared at Strange, Strange glared at him, and after a while, Strange said, "Well, I actually used the freeze gun..."

"Use technology to subdue magic, and then use magic to transform technology?" Stark said thoughtfully, rubbing his chin: "You said, I made a trap, that is, let him project his power on my mecha, and then How about refusing to pay back the money and keeping the power for your own use?"

"That's what I mean. After you use this part of your power for your own use and build a stronger mecha, I will provide people, you will provide guns, and we will borrow more money..."

The two looked at each other, and Stark looked at Strange and said with disgust, "You are too immoral."

"Then do you do it?"

"It happens that I am also wicked, and I did it."