[Comprehensive British and American] After swapping bodies with the villain

After throwing the greasy plates and knives and forks into the sink, Strange didn't wait for Sioro to say the answer he wanted to hear, then turned around and stared at the king, the implication was very clear.

Wang rolled his eyes and complained, "Could it be that you are a little baby wearing diapers and can only be taken care of by others?"

Strange's expression was as usual: "It seems that I need to go online and download a servant's behavior guide for you."

Wang shook the foam in his hand and said indifferently: "Then you might as well spend money to hire an English butler."

Strange had no choice but to pick up his own dishes and rinse them casually, even if they weren't clean, it didn't matter, anyway, Wang would wash them again when he put them back in the cupboard.

However, even though he turned his back to Xi Ouluo and washed all the plates slowly, he still didn't wait for the words "OK" or "I do".

Perhaps it was because Xi Ouluo was used to living independently.

Perhaps it was because his invitation was too casual.

It couldn't be because the bite was too hard, and Xi Ouluo was holding grudges, right?

When Strange piled up the plates casually, wiped his hands with a towel, and turned around, he only found an oval spark portal next to Sioro's seat, which was still rustling down. Sparks fell.

Strange: "???"

Ciolo hugged a stack of quilts and pillows, leaned out half of his body from inside, and just met the expressionless Strange.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Wang behind Strange asked the question he wanted to ask.

Sioro put the clean quilt and pillows on the sofa and found a place to put them down.

"Didn't Stephen ask me to live here? I'll go and pack up what I need to bring." Sioro glanced at Strange shyly, "I also need to take some things for bathing, a computer, some paper Quality materials and books...can you help me?"

Wang, who was holding Strange's dirty dishes in his hand, elbowed someone.

Strange floated into the air, floated lightly across the table, and then slowly landed in front of Sioro. The red cloak fluttered behind him. Asked: "Where do you want to put it?"

Xiouluo scratched his head and said hesitantly, "Put it in the room where I live."

Although there are only two floors from the outside, the interior of the building is actually quite large. Strange specially arranged a room for Sioro next to him.

Although it is said that he has moved here temporarily, Xi Ouluo is still not ashamed to take a bath here, so he had to tidy up his home, take a bath, change into a set of clothes at home, and then hold the laptop he carried with him, and walked into the room. A room in the Supreme Sanctuary.

As soon as he opened the door, Xi Ouluo was taken aback.

Strange was actually sitting on the chair beside the bed, leaning on the back of the chair leisurely, flipping through a book with one hand.

This is an introductory book that revolves around basic magic theory and practice, and there are notes written by Siouluo himself in the corners of it.

"You want to use scientific methods to deconstruct magic?" Strange was very serious, and moved a little closer to carefully read the small characters written by Sioro.

Sioro was only wearing a cotton pajamas, his platinum hair was hanging loosely in front of his forehead, his light-colored eyes were as clear as blue, without any impurities, just like the place where Strange once practiced magic on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. on the holy lake.

He bent down, followed Strange's gaze, and looked at his notes.

"It's just a framework and a preliminary idea. To have results, a lot of experimental data is needed," Xi Ouluo said with some distress. "Although I can do most of the construction work myself, the instruments and time required... Dear."

Strange raised his eyebrows: "I thought you were rich, but it seems you are not."

Siouluo was helpless: "Compared to ordinary people, I am certainly a rich man, but doing these scientific researches is burning money. Only the people of Stark, Wayne, and Osborne Group are constantly burning money." He rubbed his head, remembered an exception, and continued, "Unless I have Banner's genius IQ, he would have continued to study gamma rays when he was avoiding the pursuit of S.H.I.E.L.D.."

Looking at his distressed look, Strange seemed to find it very amused, raised his hand and stroked Sioro's half-damp hair, and said in a deep thought: "Combining science and magic... This has actually been done before. Did, have you heard of Dr. Doom?"

Siouluo shook his head: "I seem to have a little impression, but isn't he a villain? I remember that he seems to have some problems with Iron Man and Fantastic Four. Once Spiderman was almost caught by him..."

Strange withdrew his hand, recalling the touch of his hand.

I don't know what brand of shampoo he used, but it smells good.

"Then you don't know too little," Strange closed the book and talked eloquently, "Dom is actually the ruler of a small country in Eastern Europe—Latvia. He used a puppet prime minister to show himself. Doom Once under the guidance of Genghis the Great, he learned magic from a group of monks, but soon he became the leader of this group of monks. It was also in Tibet that Dum made his first suit of armor and embarked on a journey of magic. A path that combines magic and science."

Xi Ouluo listened very engrossed.

Strange didn't continue talking.

"Then why did he become a villain in everyone's mouth?" Xiouluo continued to ask.

"Because he puts his will above the freedom and rights of others, and he is not hesitant to use cruel force to maintain his rule." Strange gave a precise definition, and he held Sioro's body with both hands. shoulder, and said seriously, "I just said this to tell you that science and magic may not necessarily coexist. Once successfully combined, it means unprecedented power."

It has almost become a rule that the Supreme Mage cannot directly intervene in the real world.

Strange can fight weird magical creatures from different dimensions, or travel to Europe to eradicate blood-sucking vampires... but he may not be as comfortable with a gun-robbing criminal on the road.

It might be okay to deflect his bullet, or it might be okay to let the victim escape.But directly using magic to subdue or injure criminals—to be honest, Strange didn't know if it was feasible or not.

As the magic prince Monarch said, there is a price for what the magician does. If you owe too much, the universe will help you find a way to repay it.

Sticking to the bottom line, in addition to preventing magicians from abusing their abilities, also has the meaning of protecting magicians.

If Sioro really wanted to make progress in the wizarding world, Strange hoped that he could keep him by his side and take care of him.

So inviting him to live in the Supreme Sanctuary is not entirely... selfish.

Xi Ouluo was a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, so he nodded.

He vaguely felt that since Strange became the supreme mage, the relationship between the two had been reversed.

The person who worries about the other party from time to time and takes time to take care of the other party is no longer Xi Ouluo.

The contrast between the two people's identities changed from a successful scientist and a down-and-out tramp to a magic rookie and a supreme magician.

To be honest, Siouluo didn't feel any sense of loss.He actually enjoyed Strange's growing desire to control him, which gave him the illusion of being liked and indulged.

But at the same time, he also felt a kind of relief, and even felt some happiness from this man in his 30s...

After casually chatting about other gossips and saying goodnight to each other, Xiouluo turned on the computer, checked the emails, and then covered himself with the blanket and went to sleep.

The next morning, he got up early and made breakfast for the other two.

Wang was very grateful for this, and he generously spent his little private money to buy a Hulk-flavored ice cream for Sioro.

Xi Ouluo took a sip, and found that it was just the most common matcha flavor, not sweet at all, and even a bit bitter.

After eating, Strange personally took him to do the morning class, and assigned a lot of homework tasks like flowing water.

However, at 08:30, someone came to visit and said that his son had a strange disease. After going to the hospital for an examination, no disease was found, so he came here especially, hoping that Dr. Strange could make a visit.

As soon as Strange heard the symptoms, he knew that the child must be possessed by some magical creature. He readily accepted the invitation and went out.

After he left, Xiouluo took the time to call his mother and sister.

Vivienne has recently learned to use her mobile phone to surf the Internet, and she always sends her selfies for him to see.

"Nothing special..." Vivienne Catherine snatched the phone from her hand, and after hearing her brother's question, she began to think hard. After more than ten seconds, the girl blinked and said crisply, "Luo Brother Ji came to play with me! He also took me to a place called Asgard, where people are dressed in strange clothes, looking like people from the Middle Ages..."

Siouluo: "...Well, it's pretty good."

Catherine laughed beside her: "Don't listen to her nonsense, it's just an Asgard-themed amusement park."

Siouluo: "..."

That's right, Loki is still a wanted criminal in Asgard, but he was let go by Thor secretly.

Vivienne pursed her lips a little aggrieved, her big eyes gleaming: "Loki said that when I grow up, he will definitely take me to play in Asgard."

Xi Ouluo comforted her a few words, and promised to go home to see her, and then hung up the phone.

Before he had time to put his phone away, he saw the ID with Vivienne's selfie as his avatar secretly sent him a short voice.

Xi Ouluo clicked open casually.

"Brother, Dr. Hannibal has been running to our house recently. I think he seems to be pursuing Ms. Catherine."

"Doctor Hannibal is eight years younger than my mother, and I am only eight years old this year. There is such a huge difference between the two of them—do you think they are a good match?"

Hearing the little girl's exaggerated tone, Siolo felt a little funny, but thinking about Loki and Hannibal, he suddenly felt that he seemed to have missed something important.

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