As the so-called embankment of a thousand miles collapses in an anthill, a person's life does not need to be slammed to produce changes, and sometimes only a small change is needed to easily destroy.

When Dr. Strange wasted all his time and still couldn't heal his hands, he would only feel that he was too badly injured or that he had missed the best time for treatment, even with the help of a well-regarded new drug. He would never have thought that the little nurse who gave him the injection had mixed cold water with cold water before each medication, and although the color had not changed, the effect of the medicine had been severely diluted.

However, it is not difficult to find such a small nurse, you must know that Mr. Wilson Fisk is very professional in this area, and it is very easy to get a small nurse to do such a thing that does not involve human life.

And Dr. Strange, to say that it sounds good, it is a bit high-minded and self-admissible, and it is difficult to say that it is difficult to hear, and that it is arrogant and arrogant and that his emotional intelligence is too low. He may not have noticed it himself, but he can often choke people to death with a single sentence, and often offend people to death inadvertently, and sometimes even those close to him can't stand it.

In the past, when he was in the limelight, others stuttered at him, and they would not show this boredom on their faces. But he's down now, I don't know how many people are waiting to say the last sentence, look at your kid usually five or six, I didn't expect to have today!

"It's just... Isn't it a bit of a loss for us to do this?" Evenson muttered, he didn't have any psychological burden, just pure nonsense.

"How can you say that?" Claire shook her head, a little unhappy at the time, "Does his accident have anything to do with us? It's completely because he didn't pay attention to safe driving, he played his hands useless, and we are just postponing his treatment now, and we haven't said that we won't treat him." When the time comes, when he asks for Kama Taj and completes his personal training, the Supreme Master will naturally have a way to heal his hand. ”

"And he also wants to thank us for giving him a choice. Claire's eyes narrowed slightly, "Most people in this world don't have such power, and they don't even realize that there is such a choice. It's an ordinary fly camp in the false earthly world, and you don't know what the world is like until you die. Or wake up and open your eyes to face this bleak reality. ”

"I hope he's a true warrior. Evenson said with a slight sigh, "I hope he can make the choice you want." ”

"Who knows?" Claire was not sure about this, "Your Excellency Supreme Mage is not sure about this, in fact, she has a vision for choosing an apprentice..."

"What's wrong?" asked Evenson.

"Nothing. Claire shook her head.

Don't say it, it's none of your business anyway. Although Evenson could see that Claire was hiding something, he didn't ask deeply. At this time, he suddenly remembered again, "I haven't asked for a while, how are the spells I taught you?"

"I didn't know that I had completed all those assignments, and I had mastered all those spells. Claire nodded in affirmation.

"Good. Evenson nodded approvingly, worthy of being a genius in an organization like Kama Taj that relies purely on personal understanding, Claire's learning progress is a little faster than he expected, "Then we can almost move on to the next stage." ”

"No need. Claire simply rejected Evenson, only to see her smile and shake her head, "If you continue to learn like this, I will be the same as you, didn't you say that it is not a good thing that there are too many warlocks in one world?"

"I'm not saying this against you. Evenson hurriedly explained.

"I know. Claire's whole body suddenly became serious, "I just want to go my own way." ”

"That's... All right. Evenson agreed with little hesitation. After all, he was still quite embarrassed about how many warlock spells he wanted to teach Claire, and now he taught her some corners, the basics of the depiction of the magic array, and most of the rest were sealed and bonded. These spells are normal, but once it comes to the use and acquisition of evil energy, these spells are very dangerous, one is not careful, it may hurt itself, and the two are not careful, and the world may be endangered.

He had thought that he would find a reason to end his schoolwork after he had finished teaching those spells that did not involve evil powers. Unexpectedly, Creyja gave up at this time, and he was relieved.

"By the way, I'm not going to be home these nights, I'm going to spend time at Kamateki. Claire suddenly said something like this again.

What does this mean? Evenson's heart thumped, you don't learn spells from yourself, you suddenly don't go home at night, what the hell is going on?

"Don't think about it. Claire looked at Evenson's dry, open-mouthed look and knew he was thinking nonsense again. However, she was very happy about this worry in her heart, but her face did not show it, "I just finally applied for a book at Kama Taj's library, and I am going to read it as soon as possible during this time, which is also no way, the management of the library is relatively strict, and it cannot be borrowed." ”

"Oh, that's it. Evenson slowly put back his heart at the mention of his throat, "Then can I take the liberty of asking what kind of book it is? If it's magic, maybe I can help you with reading comprehension." ”

"I'm sorry. Claire looked embarrassed, "I'm not going to tell you this kind of thing. ”

"Understood. Evenson nodded, no matter how close the two people are, it is just the intimacy of the two people, and no matter how there is no secret between the two people, it is just that there is no secret between the two people. But what he asked just now was no longer about Claire herself, but also about Kamataki's secret. So if he asks any more, it will only appear that he has no sense of proportion, and it will also make Claire feel embarrassed.

At this point, the atmosphere seemed to become awkward, and both of them drank their coffee in silence. But it wasn't long before Evenson suddenly caught a glimpse of a black man coming across the street.

He is not tall and thin, and although he looks young, he has a big beard, and he does not keep it on purpose, but because he is usually negligent and unkempt. The upper body is wearing a black casual shirt and the lower body jeans, but they look dirty and I don't know how long they haven't been washed.

And seeing that this person was vain, his eyes were floating and his lips were white, and he looked like a person who had been smoking that kind of thing for a long time, he walked straight towards a coffee stall.

Evenson's mood plummeted instantly, and to be honest, he was disgusted with this kind of person. That's right, those two also have this little hobby, but they are not human beings at all! So he thinks that kind of thing is not used by people at all, and if people use that kind of thing, then who is really stupid who uses it. Force.

Evenson watched that guy get closer and closer to him, and thought to himself, what is this guy going to do?

But fortunately, when the man was about to walk within Evenson's warning range, he suddenly changed direction and walked diagonally behind Evenson.

Evenson turned his head curiously, only to see the guy sitting down in a seat. But strangely, the person at the table with her was completely different from him.

It was a white-haired white man, although he also had a beard on his face, but unfortunately he knew that it was the kind of well-groomed, the man was wearing a purple suit, and a red handkerchief was carefully pinned to his breast pocket, this was completely a cultivated gentleman.

But the black man had obviously come to find this man, but the two of them should not have crossed paths, and Evenson was wondering, just as the black man took out a document bag from under his blouse, which was bulging with some contents, and handed it to the purple suit next to him.

The purple suit opened the mouth of the document bag and looked inside, then put the document bag away.

"Ugh—" Evenson looked back and sighed. This kind of thing is done in broad daylight, America...

Evenson apparently regarded the action between the two as that kind of transaction. But at this time, there was a sudden change. A burly white man in a knitted hat and sunglasses walked past the street coffee stall with his head down as if he were walking, holding an ordinary brown paper envelope in his right hand.

But when he walked in front of the purple suit, he suddenly stopped for a moment, held the envelope in both hands and lifted it, and made a slight noise when he aimed it at the purple suit. Then he walked away quickly.

At this time, the purple suit suddenly covered his neck, and his body was accompanied by some slight convulsions, and he was about to faint. And at this time, I don't know where to rush out of nowhere, and help him to leave.

Alas, Evenson sighed again, even if he did that kind of thing in broad daylight, and he was blatantly black-eating and tying tickets, this is really... The United States...

"It's almost time for us to go. Evenson said to Claire that this kind of thing happened, and although it didn't involve itself, it certainly wasn't in the mood to stay any longer. The most important thing is that he shook the coffee pot, which was already empty.

"Okay. Naturally, Claire was also in no mood, stood up and pulled her clothes, "Next time I'll please..."

"What are we doing with this? Evenson pulled out a few pieces of steel from his body and placed them on the table.

"But you didn't even think about it when this happened?" both of them left the coffee stall and headed home, and halfway through, Claire asked a little strangely, "Are you an Avenger too?"

"I'm not an avenger for justice. Evenson shrugged, "I'm just working purely for paycheck and pension." How much do I get paid a year at the NYPD?"

After the two of them went home, they talked quite leisurely, and they didn't have much to do. Evenson beguiled Claire if she wanted to practice a trumpet in the game, saying that a new version would be opened soon, and maybe some missions would be out of print.

Claire listened to the truth, so she gladly agreed. The two played games like this, until they turned off the computer in the evening, and they had another evening practice because they loved exercise. Claire opened a portal and returned to Kamataki.

She went back without saying hello to anyone, but went straight to the library, took out a book from a very close shelf, sat down and read it.

At this time, the librarian came over with his hands in his hands, "Master Claire, although the Supreme Master has already agreed to your reading of this book, I still want to remind you to be careful when reading. ”

Claire looked up at the librarian and smiled, "Don't worry, I'll be careful." "That way, the administrator didn't have to go far away.

Claire turned back and continued to flip the book, the material used to make the book and the sentences on it were very strange, the text was ancient Chinese, but it was typeset in obscure Chu words. Thankfully, Claire is a mage who can communicate the will to write without having to delve into the words. But she was very careful and didn't dare to be overly involved, and when she was reading, she also drew a lot of magic circles around her, many of which she learned from Evenson.

When she picked up the book slightly, the cover of the book was revealed, and it was painted with an uneven and twisted pattern, and if you stared at it for a long time, you would feel that it was constantly flipping as if it were alive.

And on the shelf where Claire took the book, on the label of the only empty position, it was written in Chinese, Luocheng textbook.