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"Pangborn, your spinal cord at neck 7 and neck 8 is completely damaged. This kind of paralysis is impossible to recover. Tell me how you cured it!" Stephen asked hastily, raising his trembling hands.

Across the guard net of the basketball court, the patient named Pangborn looked at this down-and-out man cautiously. His messy and greasy hair showed that his life was not very good.

"Who are you?" Pangborn asked Stephen with an apologetic gesture to the teammates who called him.

"My name is Stephen Strange, a neurosurgeon—a former neurosurgeon." Stephen calmed down and replied.

"Ha, I really know you. When I was paralyzed, I came to ask you for treatment, but you didn't even look at me."

Stephen was silent for a moment before he answered with difficulty: "I can't save you."

"It can't be saved? So you retreated in spite of the difficulties, and you are afraid that I will ruin your reputation, right." Pangborn said coldly, turned around and left, "You go, get out of here."

"No, you found hope out of despair and created miracles! Me, I also tried to create my own miracles..." As he spoke, Stephen raised his hands with difficulty, and every time he looked down, it was to his heart. And the great torment of pride.

"Hey, Pangborn, are you still playing or not?" someone called out to Pangborn.

Pangborn hesitated for a moment, nodded to his teammates, approached the net, and said to Stephen: "I had given up at that time. Just half a year ago, only my brain was still alive. I studied with some mages, and then They sent me to a sacred place where I found my mentor."

"My soul is lifted! You don't know what it feels like, and then, somehow, my body just..." Pangborn became more and more excited.

Stephen stepped forward in a hurry, his face almost touching the iron fence: "Your body is healed?"

"Yes, there are many, many secrets there, but the Holy One told me that my wisdom can no longer bear any more, so I went home obediently. The miracle has come, what else can I expect? I have regained health!" Pangborn said earnestly, with pilgrimage-like admiration on his face.

"Holy One? Is it a great scientist who lives in seclusion?" Stephen swallowed, and asked hurriedly, his eyes were bloodshot, he might be close to hope.

"No, not a scientist, but a mage, the guardian of the earth, the supreme mage. Do you still remember the war projection that covered half of the earth a year ago? That war was started by the current supreme mage. The demons of Earth," replied Pangborn.

"Fa... Mage...?" Stephen was stunned.

He thought about some surgical operation that cured Pangborn, or even some scientific lunatic who conducted human experiments on Pangborn, but he never thought about the situation of the mage.

Stephen shook his head in a daze: "You're talking nonsense, how can there be mages in this world, I have a doctorate degree, science is enough to explain the rules of the world, mages and so on are simply deceiving people."

"No, it's true! The Supreme Sorcerer saved me!" Pangborn was suddenly irritated, he hit the iron grid with his fist, and roared in a low voice, "Don't think you are a sick person so I dare not beat you! You and those idiots Same, you thought those images were high-tech experiments of official organizations? Virtual reality technology being researched? Wake up! Otherwise, how would I recover my health! You don’t understand anything at all, just like those idiots!”

Stephen was speechless.

He has a wealth of knowledge, and has always sneered at things related to the mysterious side, but at this moment, he was shaken, or he had to believe it, because he had nowhere to go.

He tried Japanese regenerative stem cells,

Tried organic reconstructive surgery in North America, but to no avail, and soon spent all his savings.

He, Stephen, had nowhere to go, and he wouldn't even know what to do if he hadn't found Pangborn's case report among his own.

"Listen, doctor, I can tell you this information is already my limit. I could have said nothing. That place is called Karma Taj, and the owner there is called the Supreme Mage, the guardian of the earth. Or, to protect us from the invasion of alien creatures," said Pangborn.

Stephen nodded silently: "I see, thank you. How can I find that place?"

Pangborn paused, and said, "If you want to go there, you have to pay a very high price."

"How much?"

"It's nothing to do with money...good luck." Pangborn told Stephen a rough address in a low voice, and then turned to play basketball.

Stephen was extremely envious of his striding demeanor. Stephen stared at Pangborn's figure for a long time, inexplicably, seeing this man who had been sentenced to death become so healthy, he felt a little more confident.

Stephen looked at it for a while, then turned around and was about to leave, but he didn't expect that Death Knell had already quietly followed him.

"Stephen Strange, I remember this person was found in the task list of the Sky Eye Society..." Deathstroke held a special mobile phone, looked at the information on the top secret website inside the Sky Eye Society, and pulled Stephen's information come out.

"Secretly protect this person until it is confirmed that he left North America for the Himalayas? And he must not expose himself?! The mission of the Tianyan Society is getting more and more strange, but the price of two million dollars is still very good."

Death Knell stared at the screen with an indifferent face, weighing the pros and cons, and after a second, he made a decision to take on this task.

This Stephen is obviously going to leave North America, he only needs to wait patiently for a day or two, and the money will be in his hands.

There are many tasks of the Sky Eye Society, but there are less than ten people in the world who are qualified to take on the tasks of the Sky Eye Society.

At the moment when the death knell pressed the button, he was cut off.

Looking at the disgusting red head, Death Knell's cold heart couldn't help but feel angry.

"Deadpool again, this bastard, hack this annoying guy to death sooner or later!"

...

Stephen spent what little savings he had left, and embarked on this road full of unknowns and uncertainties. He tried to make a call to his assistant, Nick Timms, only to find out that the number had been logged off. Stephen silently put down his phone, yearning for the unknown east.

According to Pangborn, even he himself does not know the exact location of Karma Taj, he was taken in by someone. But one thing is certain, the entrance is in Nepal and Tibet.

Considering the terrible altitude in Tibet, Stephen, whose hands were almost useless, bought a ticket to Nepal without hesitation and flew all the way across the sea.

After many twists and turns, Stephen finally set foot on the land of Nepal after half a month.

The ultra-low temperature and the cold wind that cut his skin like a knife made the already downcast Stephen even more miserable. He tightened his sour-smelling coat and looked at the people coming and going helplessly.

Various sculptures symbolizing gods can be seen everywhere on the roadside, and many locals are kneeling down to worship. Stephen went to the market, holding a note written in the local language in his hand, and asked everyone, "Kama Taj?"

Passers-by shook their heads, and Stephen immediately grabbed the next person.

He thought that this place would be difficult to find, and he was mentally prepared, but he didn't expect that some people seemed to be afraid of this place like snakes and scorpions.

Sometimes he would grab a person and ask "Kama Taj", and that person's expression would change drastically, and he would wave his hands in fear and run away.

Stephen was even more confused.

He couldn't understand why the potential insider was so afraid of this place, and it made him feel uneasy.

Even when he was surrounded and beaten violently by a group of hooligans, he shouted Karma Taj, and the group of malicious hooligans ran away screaming in horror.

Stephen lay on the ground, feeling the coldness of the ground, and his fiery heart gradually cooled down.

Again, no matter how much he asked, no matter how many people he found, no one would tell him the exact location of Kama Taj.

Why, these people knew about Karma Taj, why didn't they tell him? Do you want money? I saved dozens of dollars for saving money, just to pay others as compensation.

"Can you still get up?" A man in a numb robe appeared beside Stephen, stretched out his hand friendly, and pulled him up.

Stephen rekindled hope, and asked tentatively, "Kama Taj?"

"You want to find Karma Taj? I can take you there." Modu pulled down his hood, revealing his dark face, and looked at the person Downey specially ordered.

Ever since the news of Stephen Strange's departure for Kama Taj came from the Sky Eye Society, Downey has been preparing and calculating the time to let Modu wait outside and get Stephen to Kama Taj in time. Ji Zhong.

The news from the Sky Eye Society is of course timely, because Karma Taj also has WIFI.

"Do you know where Karma Taj is? Really? I heard that the venerable there can heal my hands!" Stephen looked surprised, hurriedly got up from the ground, suddenly distracted and exerted force to let his hands Touching the ground, Stephen could not help but let out a scream due to the severe pain.

Modu frowned indiscriminately. What qualifications does this person have for Downey to take so seriously? Super magic talent?

Although he was confused, since it was Downey's order, as the right-hand man of the supreme mage, he just followed it.

Modu tilted his head, and led Stephen, who was following up excitedly, into the crowd of people coming and going.

After several turns and eight turns, the two came to a relatively simple... snack street, and finally stopped in front of a narrow wooden door.

The wooden door was no more than one meter wide, and it was covered with dust.

"This is Karma Taj? Are you sure?" Stephen put his hands into his sleeves, wanting to laugh, even more want to cry.

He felt cheated, that he was a fool.

This broken door is Karma Taj? Karma Taj is the most rainy on this backward snack street? This red brick wall is behind Karma Taj? !

Even if Karma Taj is not a scientific research or medical institution, even if there are magicians, is it located in this ghost place?

"Believe me, Stephen, many years ago, I was full of doubts like you, and I also give you a suggestion, forget what you think you know." Modu said.

Stephen also saw that pilgrimage-like admiration on Modu's face.

Of course, what Modu admired most was Gu Yi, the previous venerable who pulled him out of the abyss when he was most helpless and desperate.

Stephen followed Modu into the broken wooden door, and the moment he stepped in, he was stunned.

It seems to be another world inside, with a large venue and simple and mysterious buildings. He turned his head subconsciously, the door he came in had long since disappeared, and the crooked wall made of red bricks had disappeared without a trace.

As if in an instant, he entered a world in a different space.

"This is the temple of the Supreme Mage, Donnie is waiting for you." Modu said.

"Donnie? This name sounds familiar..." Stephen murmured.

Modu reminded: "I said, forget what you think you know."

"Okay, okay..." Stephen entered the temple cautiously, looking at the few people inside who exuded the atmosphere of scholars.

There are no TVs and computers here, just like in an oriental costume drama, full of retro style... No, it shouldn't be called retro, the facilities here seem to come from ancient times.

It's just... What's going on with the dog gnawing marks everywhere?

"Do you...do you also have dogs here? Caucasus? Or bit?" After holding back for a long time, Stephen hesitated, pointing to a trace that was obviously chewed by some kind of creature and said, "I have also raised dogs, but from here everywhere Judging by the traces...you have more than one? The tooth marks are huge, it must be a bulldog."

Modu's face twitched violently, and he looked around subconsciously, looking for traces of the dinosaur, but fortunately he was not here.

"Cough, yes, sometimes it's really distressing..." Mo Du coughed dryly, and rarely laughed.

The further he walked in, the weirder Stephen's expression became.

What's with all these vehicle parts all over the place? !

"Boom!"

A pile of modern vehicle parts was piled carelessly in the center of this ancient building. The people who came and went were used to it, and they knew the hobbies of their new supreme mage very well.

A young man in his twenties wearing a black robe let out a sigh of relief, and slowly stood up from the pile of parts. This young man has a square and resolute face, and his sharp eyes, full of oppression, are like a pair of whirlpools, attracting people's attention.

"Still studying the mysteries of the soul?" Modu walked over and asked casually.

"Well, I'm already infinitely close to success." Downey casually put down the newly created "transformation gear" that was a combination of soul, magic and technology, and looked at the vicissitudes of Stephen Strange.

This plain gaze put tremendous pressure on Stephen, he was almost out of breath, his heart was compressed by some kind of huge force, as if it would explode in the next moment.

"Stephen Strange, why did you come here?" Downey withdrew his gaze, and looked at the later famous Doctor Strange calmly.

Stephen swallowed, his eyes darkened, and he almost fainted, but luckily Mo Du caught him in time. He opened his mouth, looked at the young man, and wanted to say something, but his tongue seemed to be tied up, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"I...I think..."

Stephen was nervous, with sweat on his forehead, the demigod Downey put too much pressure on him.

But he didn't know that Downey was even more nervous.

According to the normal process, it seems that in order to convince this arrogant guy, Gu Yi directly punched Stephen's soul out of his body, and then took his soul to visit the multiverse and countless unknown domains?

Facts speak louder than words, Ancient One's approach is very effective, directly shutting up Doctor Strange, who is constantly talking about technology and regenerative cells.

Downey has also seriously considered this method in his mind, it is brutal and effective, and it saves meaningless nonsense.

But the key is, relying on Downey, a demigod's fine grasp of the soul...

"Would I kill someone directly with this punch?"

Donnie stared at Stephen's head, very, very hesitant.