"Kama Taj is a hidden magical temple nestled deep in the Himalayas, the headquarters of the magic temple on all earth, and the place where the previous Supreme Master established him and his disciples to live and practice."

Strange's voice echoed through the room, and the screen began to grow brighter and brighter.

It was a snowfall that seemed to drown the world's highest peaks, and countless snowflakes fell from the sky, burying all the hidden paths leading to the depths of the Himalayas, and a team of mages in yellow cloaks slowly walked through knee-deep snow.

Hidden in the snow as the Magic Sanctuary, a temple nestled deep in the northern peaks of the Himalayas, with East Asian-style wooden structures, cornices and bucket arches, as well as Central Asian-style floral decorations and domes, this sanctuary is hidden in the snow and inspires a sense of admiration for the holiness of every traveler who gets a glimpse of its true face.

Kama Taj School of Magic and WizardryLocated further in the Kama Taj Temple, in a hidden valley in the Himalayas that has never been set foot in, the entire academy is built on a cliff, and countless corridors lead to the school building full of oriental classical charm, when the heavy snow completely obscures the brilliance of the glazed tiles, it adds a bit of quaint beauty.

Countless dazzling wooden supporting structures hold up the seven main buildings, and countless corridors, plank roads, and iron cables pass through them, and the mages who have returned from the snow lead their horses in a row, along the extremely thin corridors carved out of the cliffs, in a hanging and suspended, but stable posture into the school.

There was a small pavilion about two hundred meters from the deepest part of the valley, but the mages did not stop, they climbed to five or six hundred meters in one go, and then sent the horses into the horse club there, turned left on the first plank road, and drank the first sip of hot tea in the wood-fired room filled with the warm heat of the stove and the aroma of herbs.

"The Supreme Master said that there are a few new students coming today, but they are really unlucky, we have caught up with such a heavy snowfall, do we have to go to the village to pick them up?" One of the elderly female mages with gray sideburns took off her hood, shook her head and blew on the hot tea in her hand.

Another, more burly male mage placed his staff by the door and added firewood to the stove, and said angrily, "The Supreme Mage has thought carefully, how can he let the children brave such a heavy snow to go up the mountain, I am afraid that the matter of entering the school will be postponed." ”

"That's fine." The other, taller, thinner, younger-sounding mage said, "There are more and more children, and I can't take care of them anymore, and I hope there won't be another little daredevil's staff poking his staff in his eyes." ”

"Breathe a sigh of relief." The mage took a sip of hot tea, exhaled a wisp of white mist and said, "Although the mountain has not been so lively for many years, it has obviously been a bit too lively lately, and how much I used to love these young and energetic calves. Now they even give me a headache. ”

"Master Song! Master Song! Are you here? A younger, more lively female voice came from outside the door.

"How many times have I said it, my surname is Song, well, I don't expect you to be able to call it right." The elderly female mage known as Master Song slowly put down the teacup in her hand, walked to the door, opened it, poked her head out and asked, "What's wrong, Sirila?" ”

"Three children have been teleported from the Supreme Mage's study, it may be the new students he said will come today, please come over quickly."

"What? They're already here? Let's go right over! ”

"So how did you get them over? I mean you two. Schiller looked at Bruce, his gaze lingering on his face for a moment, then turning to Strange's face.

Strange, on the other hand, looked at Bruce with Schiller without any psychological burden, and his eyes clearly indicated that someone else was playing tricks.

"Lucifer."

Schiller's name was not surprising to Schiller, his fingers tapping on the armrests of the couch and asking, "I know it's him, and I'm asking 'how'?" ”

"Heaven now circulates the story of his childhood, of course, this is not my intention to spread, but the rumors are like pervasive mountain spring water, which can flow out of every crevice."

"You're talking more and more like your professor." Konstantin put one leg on the other, shook his foot slightly, and said, "Don't be foolish, genius detective." ”

"He wanted the rumors to go away, and it's hard to tell if he was embarrassed by being seen in the embarrassment of his childhood, or if he wanted the memories to be shared only by him and his father, but in short, the father and son agreed that Lucifer's childhood story doesn't have to be known by too many people."

"So he's bribing you by doing things for you?"

"He doesn't have to." Bruce shook his head and said, "He has an easier way to solve this." ”

"It's all about timing." Schiller said thoughtfully.

Bruce nodded and said, "Gabriel is gone, no one knows where he went, and God doesn't know, which can be called shocking, God shouldn't have something not to understand." ”

Konstantin pinched his cigar and said, "God is supposed to be omniscient and omnipotent, but there are exceptions." ”

"It doesn't matter where Gabriel is, the important thing is that God can't find him, and God wants to find him so badly that when Lucifer goes to God, he pounces."

"Can you imagine? For the first time since the Fall, Lucifer took the initiative to find his father, and for the first time, his father did not wait for him there, God knew he would come, but he was not waiting for him there. ”

"He panicked." Konstantin showed a big smile and said, "Lucifer, who represents arrogance, also has today." ”

"There is no one in this world who will always wait for anyone." Schiller sighed lightly, and then said, "People only know how to cherish when they lose, God is like this, and Lucifer is like this." ”

"But you still didn't say why Lucifer wanted to help you." Zatanna noted.

"Isn't that obvious? He wanted to make some noise, perhaps to get God's attention, but perhaps with some resentment and grievances, he wanted to get himself and Heaven in trouble. ”

"It's so naïve." Strange commented.

"But it is not surprising that these powerful beings who are born perfect are so perfect and powerful that they have never suffered or even suffered setbacks, so they inevitably appear light and exaggerated, which is their greatest luck." Bruce said.

"How did he help you?" Schiller asked again.

"I guessed that His Majesty the Supreme Mage must have come here in some special way, and I asked Lucifer what this way was, and he said that a special being forged a passage that ordinary people can't see."

"You took advantage of this passage?"

"No, due to the nature of the being that created this passage, this passage can only be walked by people from another universe, and we need a passage of our own."

Schiller raised an eyebrow slightly, and then heard Bruce continue: "Lucifer has created a new passage that only our people can walk, so it's fair, isn't it?" ”

"Will he go to such great lengths?"

"The difficult thing is positioning, nothingness is endless, no one can find a clear direction in it, but if there is a definite anchor point, both sides know each other's existence, and the distance becomes infinitely close."

"A matter of timing?"

"Not a problem." Bruce shook his head and said, "All cosmic time flows at different speeds, but they can be unified in observation, and the concept of distance in the universe is the same principle. ”

"When a universe is 'known' by another, the physical distance between them is irrelevant, and when a universe is observed by another, then in the process of observation, their time flow must be the same."

"It looks like it inspires you." Konstantin said as he looked up at Bruce, who was walking towards the wine cabinet to get his wine.

"This is actually a theory that has been proposed in the physics community for a long time, but it is too early for mankind." Bruce observed the wine in the wine cabinet and said, "The infinite universe in the void is like particles, they are not billiard balls, they do not sit neatly and smoothly on a certain table, but probability, they themselves do not go from one point to another, but they are eternal and unchanging in some possibility." ”

"When a knowing possibility is anchored, it appears at that point, and we can describe it by the nature of this point, that is, we 'know' it, and its fixed property at this point comes from our cognition, and observation is a means of cognition."

"Therefore, when we gaze at it, it is our concept of time that anchors it, so that the property of the concept of time, which is the same as ours in its infinite potential, becomes its only temporal aspect at the moment, and can achieve the effect of the unity of the field theory of time."

"I don't understand at all." Konstantin said very simply.

But Zatana touched her chin thoughtfully and said, "It's as if the world I imagined must have the concept of time that I have, because I can only understand this concept of time." ”

"Not likely." Bruce walked back with a bottle of wine, placed it on the table and said, "If, from this macroscopic point of view, the universe that is extremely large for us is nothing more than a particle of greater existence, then an idea that is small to us may be the universe on a more subtle level, and our thoughts, what we understand, what we have, will become the rules of the universe of these thoughts." ”

Bruce picked up the bottle again, uncorked it, poured it into the glass without hesitation, and said in the same smooth tone: "Perhaps, the rules of our universe also come from the knowledge of some higher being about the world in which he lives. ”

A hint of surprise crossed Schiller's eyes, and he looked up at Bruce, who was still so blue, but there were fewer and fewer clear and understandable colors in them.

Schiller whispered to himself, "That's why I often think of education as a miracle, you can only plant seeds, water and fertilize, but you can't control what grows out of the soil." ”

Then he raised his eyes and looked at him again as Bruce stood and poured the wine, and Bruce bent down and pinched the top half of the glass to hand Schiller, and at the same time lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and said.

"But a good teacher can't say that he didn't expect this, because he knows that this seed is different from the others."

Schiller pressed the glass to his lips and sighed, "It's so different." ”