Superman in Marvel: Practicing Devouring Techniques, Unrivaled in the Universe

“Master Leon, someone has learned the secret door and passed our admissions standards.”

"So fast, who is it?"

"She is an eight-year-old girl from Afghanistan, Shafiqa Mazari. You should have an impression of her."

"Safika... let me think, it's the family I saved from the Ten Rings."

Lyon was a little surprised when he received Jarvis' reminder.

There was actually someone who could learn the door to the secret technique within three days, relying solely on the guidance of the system AI.

The talent this represents is not low, it can even be said to be very strong.

Even it took Doctor Strange three days to learn the secret door.

Of course, the two cannot be generalized.

When Doctor Strange was learning magic, he also experienced the collapse of his worldview, self-doubt, and the process of rebuilding his beliefs.

In the game, players only need to treat magic as part of the setting and continue practicing.

Besides, adults don’t have the innocent hearts of children.

Their thinking has long been forged by reality into an iron wall that is windproof and lightproof.

Teenagers will fantasize that one day a man in black will come to pick them up in a helicopter and tell them that you are the savior we need.

Discover magic in the game that requires hard practice to cast.

These children can practice day and night until they become proficient in casting spells.

Adults cannot do this. They have to practice completely according to the system prompts like children.

As for concentrating attention and imagining the destination of the portal, they would just think it was a mystery.

Such as this time.

Stephen Strange is also on Jarvis' reserve list.

But he never thought about completing the game with four or five stars difficulty.

Even if I went in a few times by accident.

But after seeing the stupid and dragging magic teaching.

He immediately quit the game with disdain.

Instead, it is the indulgent life in the game "Los Santos" and spending the whole day in the cyber city drinking and enjoying services.

It made Strange fascinated and obsessed with it.

Leon said to Jarvis: "Keep paying attention to the other preparatory students. By the way, Strange is still robbing in Los Santos?"

"No, he's racing in Sherlock Holmes now, sir."

"Well, when he gets into a car accident in 2016, he will come to your house himself."

…………

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

Tony and his friends still failed to complete "The Three-Body Problem".

But Jarvis has already completed his freshman admissions work.

A total of 486 prospective students received admission invitations from Jarvis.

Among them, 345 people signed electronic agreements and agreed to enroll, with an admission rate of nearly one in a thousand.

Strange's name is certainly not among them. This magical wizard has become addicted to car racing and robbery.

And today is March 3th, the day when the Supreme Mage Academy officially opens.

…………

On this day, the Mazari family got up very early.

Shafiqa's father and sister did not work outside the home.

Mama also gave Safiqa a new gown to wear on festival days.

In the small adobe house, the family was expectantly and anxiously awaiting the arrival of Ye Qi mentioned in the admission notice.

The moment when Shafika confirmed her admission to the game half a month ago.

An envelope with a red clay seal suddenly appeared in her home.

That was a paper admission letter from the Supreme Mage Academy.

According to my parents who were chatting after dinner at the time.

The letter seemed to have fallen from heaven to earth and appeared before them without any warning.

So the whole family has unquestionable faith in the Mage Academy.

What’s more, it was stated in the admission letter that the president of the college was the superman that their family had been dreaming of.

What else do they have to hesitate about?

No matter how bad the situation was, it was much better than letting Shafiqa grow up in this dark adobe house.

What's more, the magic academy sounds mysterious and noble.

It reminds people of the magnificent palaces and exquisite food in ancient palaces.

The door of the Shafiqa family was wide open, ready to welcome the Thestrals from the academy.

As the shadow of the sunlight at the door grew longer and shorter, time passed from morning to afternoon.

Shafiqa's father couldn't help pacing around the room.

"Didn't the admission letter say when Mr. Yeqi would come to pick you up?" Dad's old leather shoes stopped with a click.

Shafiqa shook her head: "No, I just said it was today. You've seen it too, Dad."

Dad patted his head and said, "I'm just a little worried that I might have missed something."

The room soon fell silent again.

In order to entertain the Thestral, the family also prepared a relatively luxurious lunch for them.

Now that the Thestrals haven't arrived, lunch is getting cold.

They had no desire to eat, and didn't even feel whether they were hungry.

Safika sat on a low stool, propped up her face with her hands, and stared at the door, expecting a head with a magic hat to pop out.

She felt that time was passing too slowly.

Until one moment, the leisurely sound of horse hooves came from outside the door, gradually becoming clearer as it came from far away.

The whole family stood up at the same time, their eyes fixed on the door.

The people living nearby only raised donkeys or cows.

Such crisp and pleasant horse hoof sounds, it must be Mr. Thestral from the School of Magic coming on horseback!

Listen to the sound of horse hooves, so noble, and every step is as mysterious as stepping on clouds.

Mr. Mazzari felt that this was how he imagined a magician would appear.

He quickly straightened his yellowed blue tie, and pulled the old suit he had specially put on, and also combed the hair of his wife and two daughters.

The family stood together, staring at the door as if taking a family portrait.

The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and the crisp sound brought all the anxiety in people's hearts to the sky.

Finally the other party reached the door and stopped.

Then, a dark head poked its head in.

The head looked like a horse, and a little like a dragon, but it was just bones, without any flesh.

And its eyes have no pupils and are grayish white like cataracts.

The family was frightened. If they had not been mentally prepared, they would have thought that the god of death had come to claim their lives.

"Mr. Yeqi? Is that Mr. Yeqi?"

Mr. Mazzari patted his daughter's hand and cautiously greeted the person on the 'horse'.

The horse tilted its head, seemed to glance at him, and then trudged in.

This is a creature that is very similar in size to a horse.

But there was no flesh or blood on its body, and the shriveled black skin was tightly attached to its bones.

Between the raised shoulder bones grow a pair of bat-like wings.

As soon as it entered the house, it took up most of the space.

But there was no Mr. Thestral on its back, only a saddle.

There was a note attached to the saddle and a small bag hanging from it.

"Where is Mr. Yeqi? There is a note on it..."

Even when the Thestrals are standing still, they give people a weird and ominous feeling.

The brave Shafiqa trotted forward, took off the note and read it aloud.

"Dear Miss Mazzari, please sit on the Thestral's back and hold its neck tightly. It will safely take you to the first stop of the academy, Kamar-Taj..."

Safika blinked and pointed back at the 'horse', her brown curly hair fluttering.

"Dad, it's Mr. Thestral."