Superman

New York has always been a big city prone to disasters.

Apart from Washington, D.C., where the White House is located, the only place that can be compared with it is neon Tokyo.

Even without the massive invasion of the Chitauri in the movie universe.

In this world, New York still has many world-destroying disasters.

For example, World War Hulk a few years ago.

Almost all the Avengers were dispatched, and then they managed to subdue the angry and irrational Hulk to prevent the catastrophe in the real estate and insurance industries.

For another example, the Civil War that happened even longer ago was the feud between Iron Man and Captain Marvel.

The two clashed and fought, nearly burning Manhattan to the ground.

Ordinary days, not to mention.

Street heroes of hell's kitchen, gangster clash.

Spider-Man's old rivals, Doctor Octopus, the Green Goblin, and the Sinister Six composed of Venom.

And so on and so forth.

Compared to the studio next door, the city is different and the style is different.

On the Marvel side, superheroes and villains are settling down in New York just like the migrant workers flocking to Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou.

As for the different "Civil War", even though in the movie universe of Iron Man and Captain Marvel, Tony Stark is the soul of the Avengers and is the same core as Captain America.

But in the comic book world, he is more often a trouble-making machine, rivaling Mr. Fantastic Reed-Richards.

Make all kinds of troubles and cause big events.

It is precisely because of this that there is this "civil war" with Captain Marvel.

Later results proved that Iron Man's anti-XXX series armor was useless, and was directly smashed by Carroll's punch without holding back.

Tony Stark himself was seriously injured and became a vegetative state. Only his thought data was uploaded to the Internet and became an AI creature similar to Ultron.

These are completely different plot trends from the movie universe.

All in all, the citizens of New York have gradually become numb to the superheroes flying around, or the villains and villains who want to cause destruction.

They won't be surprised. At most, they will scream skillfully and then find a safe place to hide.

Just like now, there are a group of guys wearing strange clothes appearing on the road.

New Yorkers turned a blind eye. It was rush hour at this time, and everyone was passing by in a hurry to clock in and sign in.

Only young students will take out their mobile phones to shoot videos and then post them on social media to win a wave of likes and attention.

"I thought a group of people would come around, but I didn't expect everyone to behave normally."

Strange felt a little regretful. He used to wear suits and ties and a white coat, but now he wears retro robes every day, like an ascetic monk.

I originally thought that this unusual and strange outfit would attract the attention of passers-by, but I was disappointed.

"This is already the post-superhero era. The former Avengers have now become veterans and have withdrawn from the stage."

Luke looked at the bustling modern New York and chuckled: "Now is the time when the second generation of superheroes are most active. Hawkeye's daughter, the second generation Vision, the third generation Ant-Man, etc., those new generation heroes, they are the most active."

He is the idol of young people and the mainstream today."

Strange was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that just two years after he had been away from the world, the outside world would undergo earth-shaking changes.

"How did you know?"

he asked in confusion.

"Kama Taj is not an isolated place. The WiFi speed in my room is quite fast. I can search it on Google, including superhero personal websites, superhero-specific entries, etc."

Luke said with a shrug.

He and Strange are both strangers.

Among everyone present, the only two busier ones were Thor and Rocket Raccoon.

One is an Avenger, a superhero.

One is a cute talking pet, an alien creature.

They all have a strong appeal to melon-eating passers-by.

"I didn't expect that in this world, Jane and I would also break up."

Thor sighed.

He thought of the gossip he saw on Thor's personal website.

Why can't I and my girlfriend be happy no matter which universe we are in?

"Two points to add, you are not the God of Thunder in this world, even though you are both called Thor. If you go to see Ms. Jane Foster at this time, it would be immoral, and it would be tantamount to cheating 'yourself'."

Luke said softly while walking on the streets of New York.

"Moreover, it was you who 'dumped' Ms. Foster this time. You were entangled with the charming witch Amora and Sif of Asgard. In a nutshell, you are a scumbag."

When Sol heard this, he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed.

It's really enviable to be able to ride on three boats...what a despise!

He coughed twice and changed the subject: "Where are we going?"

“No door bar.”

Luke said.

"We need to collect some intelligence about our opponents so that Strange can make a reasonable response."

Invisibly, he has become the leader of this team, leading Strange, who is supposed to be the protagonist, as well as Thor and Rocket Raccoon as his entourage.

Habits are a terrible thing. They can make people dependent on them unconsciously and are difficult to change.

Luke can always solve every problem he encounters and answer every doubt he has. He is like a universal encyclopedia.

Over time, if this is repeated, implicit authority will gradually be established.

"Why do I think you are the one participating in the Supreme Mage's battle for supremacy? You have thought everything out."

Strange was a little depressed. As a former neurosurgeon and one of the top in the industry, he was somewhat proud.

"That's because you are not good at socializing, your popularity is not good, and you are an inexperienced rookie."

Luke said calmly.

"The Supreme Mage Contest has actually been held many times, and it even became a lively event in many dimensions across the universe and galaxies."

"This little rabbit has logged into the 'Stars' forum founded by Gao Tianzun and dug out all the information over the years."

"First of all, there is no threshold for participating in this battle for hegemony. No matter whether it is a hell creature or a fallen mage, everyone will be welcome."

"Secondly, there are three games in total."

"In the entry round, eight candidates will be selected, and then in the promotion round, they will be qualified to meet Emperor Weishan."

"Finally, in the finals, the only winner will be selected."

"And the most mysterious trial of Emperor Weishan has a different theme every time."

"But no one tells you this. Lao Wang seldom surfs the Internet and doesn't know much about it."

Strange was a little stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect Superman to be so well prepared.

"Emperor Weishan...has chosen many supreme mage?"

he asked subconsciously.

"No. This battle for hegemony is not originally about selecting the Supreme Mage, but a test."

Luke walked to a wall with a poster that partially closed the door.

He casually pulled out a ring to form a transmission channel.

"Being a Supreme Mage doesn't mean you can sit back and relax. Emperor Weishan will regularly conduct an assessment on the person sitting in that position. If someone can replace him, then... he will be deprived of the title and identity."

When Strange heard the answer, his heart skipped a beat.

This is equivalent to the company having to conduct performance appraisals every year, and unqualified employees will be dismissed.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Weishan of the Trinity was also an old capitalist.

As soon as a disrespectful thought came into Strange's mind, he quickly wiped it away.

"Wumei Bar, here it is."

As soon as Luke and others entered, they saw that it was crowded with people, all of whom were trading magic items or whispering.

Alcohol, tobacco, perfume, marijuana... all kinds of smells are mixed together, making people frown.

"By the way, who among you has money? It's the kind of valuable antiquities or magic props."

Luke finally found a seat, patted Strange on the shoulder, and motioned for Strange to take out his wallet.

"Ah...I'm sorry, I don't have one."

A flash of embarrassment appeared on Strange's face, and he explained: "You know, although I used to have some financial resources, I have spent them all on medical treatment. It can be said that I have lost everything."

"As for the magic props, there is nothing except this cloak."

"Then put on your cloak..."

Snapped!

Rocket Raccoon was outspoken, but before he could finish speaking, he was slapped by the collar of Strange's red cloak.

The magic floating cloak seemed to have its own mind, expressing dissatisfaction in this way.

"So, you are a poor man?"

Luke said bluntly.

"Then what kind of supreme mage competition are you participating in? No money, no strength, no friends... Stephen, you'd better go to bed as soon as possible."

Strange felt aggrieved. He used to be an elite member who wore luxury watches, drove sports cars, and lived in luxury apartments.

Now, he is actually looked down upon by others and called a poor man.

"Then, I'll go find some female friends I know."

Strange gritted his teeth. When he was a prodigal in love, he was quite famous among the ladies of the upper class with his good looks and excellent skills.

There is no shame in eating soft food!

He thought so.

"How long has it been since you looked in the mirror?"

Luke looked strange, as if he was suppressing a smile.

"Stephen, can you please take a look at yourself? You have an unshaven beard, rough skin, and a decadent temperament... The most important thing is that the golden fingers you are proud of, don't get me wrong, I mean your steady hands are useless.

, no longer a high-income young elite, will they still like you?"

Every word, every word, the knife struck violently, piercing Strange's heart.

He was also a personable lover of the public back then, but only two years later, he has already transformed from a delicious young man into a disgusting old man?

"Thor, I said you are the prince of Asgard, why don't you go back to Asgard and get some good stuff."

Rocket Raccoon jumped on Thor's shoulder and came up with a bad idea.

As a result, the latter didn't respond at all. He stared straight at the back of an enchanting figure near the bar.

"Tsk, tsk, just now I said that I only have Jane in my heart, but... the old lady criticized me!"

Rocket Raccoon was quite disgusted and started using new words he learned from the Internet.

"What do you know! I just think she looks like...Loki."

Sol remained unmoved, his gaze fixed on that graceful and charming back like nails.