Marvel Magic Case Files.

Chapter 95 This is a world that speaks of science

"As you know, I believe you must have discovered Stark..." Nick Fury's words were ruthlessly interrupted by Salomon.

"Shut up, lithium dioxide," he said. "Now, tell me the address of the vampire's lair. I'm going to get my fellow students together before Michael's term ends and Lent begins, and storm in like we're grabbing T-shirts from Uniqlo, and wipe out all those rats in the gutter. Okay, maybe not that crazy."

"Wait, why do you need lithium superoxide?" Nick Fury asked. "You know lithium dioxide is difficult to store at room temperature, and the scientific community is currently working on overcoming this problem. Or do you want Stark to make lithium dioxide for you before you'll help him? Are you developing some kind of magical lithium-air battery? That's an interesting topic, and I can help, but not now."

"You could say lithium dioxide can... wait..." Salomon suddenly realized. Lithium dioxide can only be prepared at 15 Kelvin, and only in a matrix-isolated laboratory. Even if S.H.I.E.L.D. traveled through time to dismantle the U.S. Department of Energy's lithium-air batteries and managed to produce it while ensuring that superoxide ions and lithium ions remained stable and did not decompose at room temperature, the reaction of alkali metal oxides with water in the blood could still kill Stark.

"What exactly do you want?" Nick Fury picked up his phone and glanced at it. The call was still connected. "Hello! Are you listening?"

"Tell me, does S.H.I.E.L.D. have anything that can temporarily alleviate palladium poisoning symptoms?" Salomon's voice sounded incredibly serious. Damn! How can this world be so scientific? How come those people who were splashed with chemical waste didn't die and even gained some superpowers?

"We don't," Nick Fury said, extremely dissatisfied. "If S.H.I.E.L.D. had that technology, then Stark would have it too! He wouldn't have these self-destructive tendencies!"

"This doesn't make sense!" Salomon's voice rose involuntarily, followed by a sigh. The parallel universe issue was giving him a headache. He didn't know if it was because S.H.I.E.L.D. was keeping their trump cards hidden, or if this universe had changed to accommodate his arrival. "Then why... well. I can't make a magic potion to cure poisoning right now. I can only restore his body somewhat, but I don't know if that potion will be useful, and I don't even know what palladium poisoning actually looks like."

Salomon was referring to the Restoration Potion and the Toxin Neutralizing Potion, both of which are quadri-circle potions, beyond his current skill level. His alchemy skills are only at a maximum of two-circle potions, which is understandable given his schooling; besides, the chemistry lab isn't empty every night—it's a great place for dates.

"That's enough, Salomon," Nick Fury said. "I can provide any materials you need."

"I need diamonds worth two pounds of gold, and then you have to grind them into powder. I know you don't lack that much; the price of diamonds is just inflated." Salomon had embezzled a small amount of spellcasting materials. Lesser Restoration potions didn't require diamond dust, only Restoration spells did, but it wasn't a big deal. Who didn't save up their spellcasting materials this way? He said, "I'll give you three potions; you have to give them to him in order."

Logically, alchemists' potions should not be used by anyone other than the alchemist himself. However, Salomon was very familiar with the technique of infusing potions with his own magic, a skill that every arcane mage in Kamar-Taj possessed. That's why he agreed to Nick Fury's request.

Which three?

"The first is a panacea, which can slightly enhance Stark's resistance to the poison; the second is a slowing agent, which can temporarily grant the user immunity to the toxin for several hours; the third is a restorative agent, which can restore the user's pre-poisoning physical condition, allowing him to resist for a while longer." Salomon paused after speaking—okay, the culprit behind Stark's awful spinach juice has been found! With so many alchemical potions poured in, it would be strange if it didn't taste bad. Damn the multiverse! Damn multiple realities!

"Are you coming over?" Nick Fury asked. "I'm still in my office. And what you need will be ready in an hour."

"Leave the diamond dust there, I'll go get it myself." Diamond dust is something worth the trip, but Salomon isn't in a hurry, because Vandazar Fol can also buy diamond dust. It's not that rare in the universe, and his alchemy potion can be used to pay for it.

He was just too lazy to go there again; sneaking off to a dimensional relay point was no easy task.

"How long will it take to get this over with?" Nick Fury said. "I'm worried that Stark won't be able to hold on until a solution is found."

"I have exams!" Salomon exclaimed. "Have you forgotten I'm a high school student? And I have a report to write, and I'm a fucking honor student! And this report is being held in that chapel where I usually pretend to be deaf and dumb! You know what, I'm going crazy! Those idiots praise God every Saturday! And they sing hymns!"

"I understand you, but I need you to hurry, because Stark's life is hanging by a thread!" Nick Fury opened a drawer containing Stark's medical reports, including all of Tony Stark's blood test records. What puzzled him most was why this guy was still alive. A normal person's skin would have shown signs of problems long ago, and proteinuria and ketoneuria should have appeared by now.

But this doesn't stop Nick Fury from rescuing Tony Stark.

"Alright, since you're in such a hurry, I won't bother with distilling tap water," Salomon said. "But it's best to wait until my exams are over. Then I can give you all the potions."

"As soon as possible."

"This decision was not made by me, but by Eton College."

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"Look, even though you've discussed your A-Level course choices with your instructors, I still have to sign off on it! Guess what? I'm your guardian too, just like that sorcerer Kasirius from Kamar-Taj—but I don't trust that guy to take your education seriously. Only I can, Salomon." Athena said arrogantly, pen in hand.

As the Michael term drew to a close, Athena arrived at Eton College to speak with the headmaster about Salomon's academic problems—everything was going well; Salomon was doing well, hadn't been hanging out with his classmates, and hadn't been punished by copying Latin hexagrams, but there was something wrong with the courses he had chosen.

"Do you want to study Classics at Oxford? Or do you want to go to seminary? Or do you want to go into politics and attend Christ Church College, Oxford?" Athena said. "Your engineering grades are much better than your humanities grades. What use have those languages ​​the Sorcerer Supreme made you learn been? Ancient Greek and Latin are practically your everyday languages, but I see you yawning every time I see you watching those ancient Greek plays. When did you become interested in classical literature?"

“I just wanted to take a break, Athena,” Salomon said. “Besides, Christ Church College isn’t so bad. At least it’s Hogwarts Castle. What’s so strange about a wizard living there? I’d even like to turn Oxford University’s library into the one in the movies!”

"Be serious, Salomon!" Athena frowned. "Minerva, call me Minerva here."

“Alright, Minerva,” Salomon said. “I don’t need to work anymore. I have my own research projects, and engineering will only take up my research time. Do you expect me to become a researcher? You know that’s impossible. I belong to magic for life, and I don’t want to leave.”

"But science and magic are not mutually exclusive," Athena said. "You can even combine the two."

"What's that, casting spells with perfect precision through artificial intelligence?" Salomon said. "The scientific knowledge the Book of Raziel has given me is enough; I only need to learn that."

"But you know what the Book of Raziel is, right? You should also know that no one can read the whole book, can't you?" Athena's voice rose a little again. "You have the proof of divinely bestowed wisdom, but you still need to learn the truths of the world! Mathematics, physics, and chemistry are all required courses for you. They can remind you what kind of enlightened world you live in."

"I don't think that's a problem, Minerva," Salomon said. "The advanced mathematics I'm currently studying is sufficient for my needs, and if it's not, I'll audit some classes."

"It's not that simple," Athena said, displeased. "I will discuss your course selection with the Sorcerer Supreme. We still have choices before Lenten. At that time, the decision will not be yours or mine; you will do whatever the Sorcerer Supreme says."

"I always obey His Holiness's orders." Salomon spread his hands. "Otherwise, why would I be here? I suspect His Holiness sent me here because he wanted to completely ransack my refrigerator. Otherwise, there's no explanation for why my snacks are always less."

"Full-time school can't keep you in check! You go to the witch's every day at noon! You can't hide it from me, kid. I can smell that perfume. You haven't listened to anything I said! You haven't even come to see the kids for days!" Athena raised her hand and poked Salomon's forehead hard with her finger. Teenage boys grow incredibly fast; in just a few months, Salomon's height increased by several centimeters. With the added boost of positive energy, he was almost as tall as Athena, so he had to buy several new Eton tuxedos.

"Alright, alright!" The sorcerer closed his eyes, raised his hands in surrender, "I promise, I will definitely visit them at the orphanage tonight."

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"See? I came right after the exams. I also informed Kamar-Taj, and now that vampire lair in Chicago is completely cleared out." Salomon sat across from Nick Fury's desk. Agent Maria Hill, who was organizing files at the desk, paid no attention to him and didn't even know that Nick Fury was sitting in the chair next to her.

"Did you bring the goods?"

"That's exactly what I heard from those thugs I used to run into on the street corner when I was a kid." Nick Fury pushed the safe across the table. "I can't figure out what you're going to do with all this gem powder."

"Diamonds are one of the materials for casting positive energy spells." Salomon opened the box, checked the materials, and then took out ten bottles of potions from his satchel. These potions were three different colors. "There are four bottles of the Elixir of All Souls, which has the shortest duration. There are also four bottles to slow the poison's effects, and two bottles of Restoration Potions. There's a discount this time because it involves my research; there won't be any next time. Don't expect me to tell you about my research; I still haven't figured out the issues involved."

"Aren't you worried about S.H.I.E.L.D. analyzing your potion?" Nick Fury asked casually, a test to see if Salomon would object to the release of magical artifacts. He continued, "I remember you invented a portable chemical analyzer. We couldn't fully analyze the technology inside. Was that also a magical product? I think it's very useful and extremely accurate."

“No, that’s a technological product,” Salomon said. “It’s just not Earth technology. And I don’t think S.H.I.E.L.D. can analyze my alchemical potion, even with the chemical analyzer I made, because you don’t have any knowledge of alchemy—besides, my chemical analyzer is a stripped-down version.”

"You mean, you possess alien technology..." His single eye gleamed.

"Hmm, but I don't think that's the point. Focus on the deal. Once you've finished tallying it up, our deal will be complete. At least our deal won't end in a gunfight like some thugs'," Salomon said. "If these potions don't work, I have something else, a technological creation, a potion that doesn't exist on Earth."

Nick Fury said rather jokingly, "So, you've switched your allegiance to science?"

"No, both magic and science are truths, and I will continue on the path of magic."

Salomon said this entirely because he agreed with Athena's suggestion to choose engineering as his A-level subject, "those were merely byproducts of my pursuit of truth."

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