Marvel World Traveler

After a period of panic, the ward finally returned to silence.

"Do you still need me to help you call someone in?" Liu Ruian said with a smile, looking at Stephen Strange who no longer dared to stare at him.

"Illusions are all illusions!"

Stephen Strange closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

"Since you mentioned hallucinations, let's communicate in another way." Liu Ruian said and also closed his eyes.

The next moment, Stephen Strange, who was lying on the hospital bed, found that there was a huge force pulling him downwards.

"what!!"

Stephen Strange opened his eyes subconsciously, only to find that he appeared on the beach in Hawaii.

"This...this is..."

Stephen Strange, whose eyes widened, quickly raised his hands and shook them in front of his eyes. He found that his hands were still so slender and flexible, as if they had never been injured.

At this time, a somewhat lazy voice came from the side:

"I hope you like this product trial."

"You!" Stephen Strange turned his head subconsciously and found an acquaintance lying on the adjacent beach chair.

"Isn't it weird?" Liu Ruian, who was enjoying a relaxing afternoon while holding a glass of drink, said with a smile:

"You said what you saw in the ward was just an hallucination, so I'll let you experience a real hallucination."

"You mean, this is just my imagination?"

Stephen Strange, who was trying to calm himself down, looked around as he spoke.

The blue sky, the fresh air with the smell of the ocean, the warm sunshine, and bikini beauties can be seen everywhere.

From sight to hearing, from smell to physical sensations, Stephen Strange had no idea that he was in a hallucination.

"To be precise, it should be a fantasy." Liu Ruian corrected with a smile.

"Illusion?!"

Putting his hands in front of him again and shaking them, Stephen Strange looked very painful.

It is said that without comparison, there is no right to speak. After learning that his hands were disabled, Stephen Strange did not know how much he hoped that everything he experienced was just his illusion.

But the hands that were intact now made Stephen Strange very clear that everything he was experiencing now was an illusion.

"Stephen, can we have a talk now?" Liu Ruian, who gave the other party enough time to buffer, said with a faint smile.

"What do you want?" Stephen Strange looked at someone with a look of hope in his eyes.

Liu Ruian knew very well that although the poor unlucky guy in front of him was very conceited and had a somewhat arrogant personality, he was not stupid at all.

Do not!

To be precise, not only is he not stupid, he is also very smart, quite smart.

Needless to say, in terms of using his own abilities alone, Stephen Strange is far better than most superheroes who only know how to passively use their own powers!

Much stronger!

Otherwise, Dormammu, the majestic ruler of the dark space, would not have been left in such a state of embarrassment and collapse that he would have to leave sadly.

"It seems that you must have thought of something. Yes, the business I want to discuss with you is related to your hands." Liu Ruian said with a smile.

"You...can you heal my hands?" Stephen Strange's eyes were full of hope and fear.

, asked.

"Of course, for me, this is just a small problem." Liu Ruian nodded, with a matter-of-fact expression.

Stephen Strange still has some reservations about this statement.

"So, what do I need to pay?" Stephen Strange, who was a little confused, asked.

Liu Ruian, who could easily see the other party's reaction, finally sat up from the beach chair and said with a smile:

"Haha...Looking at you, you seem to think of me as some kind of devil who likes to play with other people's souls."

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you, or the souls of the people around you."

"Of course, since it's a transaction, you must pay something."

"Although I am eager to heal my hands, but..." Stephen Strange raised his hands and said with a wry smile:

"But I have to remind you, I will soon, no, I should have nothing left."

"If you mean money, then you don't have to worry at all." Liu Ruian shook his head and said with a smile:

"Money can indeed buy a lot of things, and you can also buy all kinds of magical treasures from me."

"But this time, I don't intend to make a lot of money from you."

"Hearing what you said makes me even more uneasy." Stephen Strange said matter-of-factly as he looked at the other party.

"Ha, it saves trouble to talk to smart people." He waved to get two glasses of whiskey with ice. After handing one of them out, Liu Ruian said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I don't want money or your soul, I just want a promise."

"Promise?" Stephen Strange asked after being stunned for a moment.

"Yes, a promise." Liu Ruian nodded sincerely after taking a sip of the top whiskey in his glass.

"What promise?" Stephen Strange demanded.

"At a certain time, I will ask you for something." Liu Ruian stood up, admired the blue sea, and said with a smile:

"This thing will not hurt you, nor will it hurt your relatives and friends."

"Can you tell me more about it?" said Stephen Strange, who was never naive enough to think that pizza would fall from the sky.

After about half an hour, Stephen Strange, who had asked almost all the questions he could think of, felt as if he was dreaming.

Although he didn't know what someone wanted, even Stephen Strange knew that it was definitely not simple.

But for him right now, there are many things that are more important than the recovery of his hands, but this is definitely not included.

When Stephen Strange opened his eyes again, he found that he was indeed back in the ward.

I moved my hands subconsciously, but all I could feel was pain, both physical and mental pain!

"Stephen, please take a look at this contract again." Liu Ruian said before sending a contract made of unknown skin to the other party.

Read carefully the many clauses in the contract, especially the clause "Party B shall not use any means to change this contract or hide clauses that are not beneficial to Party A." Read and reread.

After several confirmations, Stephen Strange nodded, indicating that there was no problem with the contract.

"Then..." After receiving the agreement, Liu Ruian took the contract and gently pressed it on the other party's hand.

Stephen Strange's hands were obviously still bandaged, but there were five bloody finger prints on the signature column of the contract.