Now Umegi is also in trouble.

This parallel world of Marvel has changed so much.

Casillas pursued dark power and eternal life, but he ran to hunt down the original Doctor Strange before Mao had even gained the power of Dormammu, and came here to kill Mei Mumu?

Umemumu used the Avengers to cut Casillas once, but he couldn't confirm the results. This leads to his extremely vague judgment of the status quo.

It was like a whip that whipped him hard in the back of Mei Mumu and drove him forward.

After all, it turned out that in history, Casillas would soon start attacking the three major temples, and even killed the ancient mage, a towering tree that could have sheltered the plum wood.

Time waits for no one!

What's more, the effect of that [Magic Apprentice Khadgar] is only three hours, and excluding the pause, the time spent on the road, Mei Mumu has less than an hour left.

It can be said that time is every minute and every second in the hourglass, and it is more precious than gold.

Unable to explain why he came to return the book in ten minutes, Mei Mumu could only forcibly break it blindly.

He pressed his hands on the table and assumed a gesture of no weakness.

"I have no intention of challenging your authority. Everyone is different. They have different experiences, ways of living, and learning. I was able to get a Ph.D. in Medicine and Science because I had the ability to remember and look at the line. ”

The king stared at him expressionlessly.

Mei Mumu continued to argue: "There is an old Chinese saying, 'Good steel is used on the blade'. My reading habit is to concentrate for three hours a day, read and absorb the knowledge from books at a super high speed, and then spend the remaining 21 hours doing what I want to do. So...... I never fell behind at the prom in college. ”

Wang, still expressionless, clearly said, 'Make up, you keep making up!'.

Mei Mumu could only stubbornly continue: "If you think that I don't plan to read books at all, but flip through them indiscriminately, remember the characteristics of the name, and pretend to be erudite." Then you are very wrong, you can come and study my knowledge as you like. Here, take a random copy and ask me if I remember. ”

Xiao Wang finally had an expression, he waved his hand, and although he did not hide his disgust, he did not forget his duty.

"To learn mysterious spells, the most taboo thing is to avoid dragonflies. If you don't even know the basics, you won't be able to use them flexibly. Test whether you are proficient in knowledge, that is the power of the ancient master. I only have the right to advise you and prevent you from entering the area of the library that only official mages can enter. ”

Mei Mumu squeezed his eyes: "I am a genius of learning, and I am invincible in those three hours." ”

Xiao Wang smiled, his smile was very cold: "Can you learn Sanskrit without a teacher?"

"I don't decide to ask Du Niang about internal affairs, I don't know how to ask Google about foreign affairs, anyway, there is an online translation!"

Xiao Wang didn't grow up in the Internet era, and entered Kama Taj at the age of three, which made him an excellent mage, but he also lacked enough modern knowledge.

Mei Mumu choked him with a word.

Xiao Wang's big round face suddenly became as 'pure white' as the bottom of the pot: "Oh, I'm quite curious, which online translator can handle the oldest Sanskrit [Vedic language]?"

Oh no, I forgot about it.

Vedic is an ancient language of the Indo-branched Iranian language family. Sanskrit, formed in the fourth century B.C., has been clearly classified by linguists as the Indo-European language family with European languages.

As the most primitive Sanskrit language, Vedic can be traced back to 3,600 years ago, and it is completely an ancient language on the same level as oracle bone inscriptions.

If this thing can be translated online, Umeki doesn't mind tipping Google a million-dollar bonus.

At this moment, suddenly Miss Tianping's voice popped up in Mei Mumu's mind: "Cut! Isn't it just a Vedic language! The great messenger of fate should not be stopped by such a trivial matter." Come, I'll be your soul synchronous translator! A little follower like Fat Wang still wants to make trouble? He has itchy skin and is about to rebel! How can he do it without suppression!"

Hey!?

Why is the young lady so easy to talk to?

However, if you don't pretend, it will be invalid after expiration!

Mei Mumu raised his eyebrows: "Then, shall we make a bet?" Just give me a magic book in the Vedic language, I can read it in ten minutes, read it correctly, you can't prevent me from entering the mage area to read?"

"Hmph, are you too confident, Mr. Mei!" the fat man Wang trembled with his fat on his face, obviously unhappy to the extreme.

"To bet or not to bet?" Mei Mumu elongated his voice, and even deliberately raised the tail note, full of provocation?

Originally, Wang Fatzi wanted to refuse.

He kept in mind the ancient one's instructions - if Mei Mumu made amazing progress in his studies, then he might as well open the collection of books in the mage area in advance.

I couldn't help but think: Perhaps, there is really a so-called genius in this world?

Thinking of this, Wang Fatzi took a step back with his right foot, turned around, and made a 'please' gesture: "The first row of the mage area, take it casually." If I can read it, I lose, but what if I win?"

"I will be a good student who follows the rules, and I only ask you to borrow books at most once a day. "Umegi has found a knack for talking to these battle mages.

That's the precept!

Only those who abide by the precepts and restrain themselves are the most pleased.

It's a pity that Mei Mumu is not destined to be a good student like a good baby!

Now that Wang Fatzi gave way, under the guidance of the young lady, Mei Mumu entered the mage area proudly, as if at random he took down a magic book that was chained to an iron shelf.

Casually open a page: "Uh-huh, this ...... It doesn't seem to be too difficult, and it has quite a lot in common with modern Sanskrit. This should be ......"

As if it was casual nonsense, Mei Mumu's mouth was a series of Vedic words. Its words are correct and round, and the standard of pronunciation simply makes Wang Fatzi breathtaking.

Wang Fatzi still didn't give up, listened carefully to Mei Mumu's pronunciation, and after more than ten seconds, he was shocked to find that Mei Mumu not only did not read it wrong, but even made none of the mistakes that novices often made.

Flicking, curling, legato...... All of them were so perfect, and for a moment, Wang Fatzi almost regarded Mei Mumu as the most knowledgeable old monk in the ancient Three Sects.

I read it for three minutes in a row, and I was stunned that none of them were misread.

Wang Fatzi was dumbfounded.

Instead, Mei Mumu stopped and looked at Wang Fatzi with a humble (engagement) of humility: "Excuse me, am I qualified?"

Only then did the fat man come back to his senses, gritted his teeth, and complained about Mei Mumu in his heart, and then he hung his shoulders a little dejectedly: "Follow me." ”

Mei Mumu followed.

"This is the [basic summary], this is the ......"