Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 1176 Overturning cognition (first update)
At this moment, the term alternative therapy crashed into Stephen Strange's brain again.Especially when the supreme mage brought a book that exudes a decaying smell, which showed human acupuncture points, schematic diagrams of acupuncture, chakras, and MRI, he became more and more sure that he must have made the most stupid decision in his life That's why I came to Kathmandu to look for the so-called Karma Taj. Maybe Jonathan Pangborn and the rehabilitation physiotherapist are liars.During his many years of practicing medicine, he met many patients who could not afford follow-up treatment and came to him to discuss so-called alternative treatments.Under normal circumstances, he will tell patients and their families straightforwardly that if they cannot afford the treatment, they can seek a bank loan, or speed up the insurance company's claims process, instead of pursuing the pseudoscience of natural therapy or homeopathy, let alone go to Believe in supernatural energies, herbs, and faith healing.

To be precise, in all cases, he would ruthlessly refute the patient's question about alternative therapy. Whenever this time, Christine would tell the patient from the sidelines that perhaps some traditional medicine can help, but the real cure for the patient There are only scientific solutions.Immediately afterwards, she will introduce to the patients some aid organizations, mutual aid associations (that is, a few people get together and talk about it in the form of chat), media reporters, social donation channels, bank loan projects, or hospitals are willing to negotiate and reduce treatment costs to help patients survive. Overcoming difficulties—she is a gentle woman with a kind heart, and all the good things in this world are inferior to her—the good times in the past made Stephen Strange couldn’t help but curl his lips, but remorse, regret and anger It wrapped around him tightly like a gangrene.Stephen Strange may have been famous once, but now Stephen Strange is a cripple. He hates his own powerlessness, his past stupidity and arrogance.

"The people who drew these pictures only saw the tip of the iceberg, not the whole iceberg." The Supreme Master said softly, "Humanity's vision is narrow, and we need to broaden our horizons to see the truth."

"Enough." Stephen Strange raised his tired eyes.At this moment, he was exhausted physically and mentally, and the lingering fear of being robbed before had been left behind at this moment. He didn't want to pretend to be polite or humble anymore. Under despair, no emotion could make him waste his words. "It's a one-way ticket costing me the last of my money. Don't talk to me about faith healing."

"You are just looking at the leopard now, and you have been trying to improve your horizons all your life." The supreme mage remained calm and steady. "You want to see more and know more. And now you know that there is a way to expand your cognition, but this method makes you unimaginable, so you reject this possibility?"

"No, I refuse to believe the nonsense of acupuncture points, energy, and the power of belief. Any alternative therapy is pseudoscience." Stephen Strange sneered, "There is no such thing as spiritual power! We are made of matter, That's all. In this universe, we're nothing more than an insignificant speck of dust, made of even smaller specks of dust, and that's all!"

"My favorite disciple will agree with your idea. He has always rejected superstition." The Supreme Master nodded, "But you underestimate yourself too much. Since there is something in the world, you have to admit it."

"You think you see through me, don't you? Wrong! But I see through you!" Stephen Strange's anger was completely ignited, and he stretched out his finger to poke at the Supreme Mage.Before Mordo could stop it, the Supreme Mage reacted—the Venerable grabbed Stephen Strange's wrist, skillfully twisted his arm aside, and slapped his chest with the other hand.Immediately afterwards something unbelievable happened, and a painful sense of detachment pervaded his whole body. He felt naked, watching his body as a bystander, while translucently, he saw an indescribable gleam from his hands.He felt an irresistible pull, and a moment later the illusion disappeared, and Stephen Strange shivered in disbelief, regaining consciousness.

"What did you do to me?" he asked in horror.

"In words you can understand, the soul leaves the body."

"What's in the tea? LSD, or narcotics?"

"It's tea, but half of it is honey." The Supreme Master said calmly, "I thought I would give you an extra glass of water!"

For a moment, Stephen Strange could not control his thoughts.He began to believe what the High Sorcerer said, to believe in witchcraft, even though he realized how foolish it was.

"What just happened?"

"For a while, you enter the world of the soul. In that place, the soul can survive outside the body." The supreme mage said, "Although it is dangerous, a little bit is allowed, provided you know how to control yourself."

"Why are you doing this?" Stephen Strange asked.He didn't care about the soul world, he just wanted to heal his hands, even if he had to believe that witchcraft was the truth, it didn't matter. "I want to heal my hands, that's my only purpose."

"Show you how ignorant you are. Open your eyes."

In that instant, Stephen Strange saw the whole world.In the endless darkness of space, the arc-shaped outline of the earth and the blue shimmer of light outside the atmosphere are so beautiful that even Stephen Strange has been denying the reality of the scene in front of him, he is still uncontrollably intoxicated by it until A monarch butterfly appeared before him.He couldn't control his desire to touch the butterfly, and the next moment he was dragged into a place full of disgusting colors and countless vortexes by the horrible suction, and the whole world was completely broken.

"His heartbeat is a little fast." In a trance, he heard Modu's voice.

"Will it be serious?" Sherlock Holmes leaned over and looked at Stephen Strange lying on the ground.He was familiar with the symptoms, having spent days in bed like this. "Why doesn't he need a ventilator and an infusion? Why does he look so much like me? Is there anything else you haven't told me?"

"Because Stephen Strange will not try to understand what he sees, but you will." Mordo still put his hand on Stephen Strange's wrist, counting his pulse, "Some things don't It should be studied deeply, because our human brain can't understand. Not everyone can imagine four-dimensional space to eleven-dimensional space, and what you and he see is far beyond the eleven dimensions that human science can deduce , Trying to understand the outer dimension is just going crazy, what we do is use it instead of analyzing it, and kill all the people who are crazy and corrupt because of the outer dimension."

"Are you threatening me?" asked Sherlock Holmes.

"Yes, I am threatening you. There are countless extradimensional invasions and human tragedies caused by those crazy mystics. In fact, if you wake up showing obvious signs of corruption, we will kill you immediately at that time." You." Mordo's tone was sincere, but he didn't look at Sherlock Holmes. "We have killed in the past, killed now, and will kill in the future. After all, this is a dangerous universe. A symbol, a piece of paper, or a whisper may turn the entire world into a plaything of evil gods from outer dimensions. We are the slaves of the human world. The last line of defense, every mystic must dedicate his life to this."

"Including the Emperor of Latvinia?"

"Yes, his job is to completely end this threat." Mordo said, "As for why Stephen Strange looks so similar to you, it may just be a coincidence, and there is no need to make a fuss."

"Look, he's awake!" The Supreme Mage saw Stephen Strange opened his eyes, and said happily, "I think he's okay."

"Oh, I'm a little jealous." Sherlock Holmes lowered his head, looked at Stephen Strange, who was once again incapacitated, and said, "It seems that he doesn't need to be stuffed into the feeding tube." He knew that Stephen Strange What Lankey will see, he has experienced all of this, their souls will eventually fall into the terrifying giant eye that opened in the galaxy, looking at the evil forces that are older than time, facing the reality of the outer dimension. hatred and greed.After a while, he asked the busy Mordo, "Can we win? I mean, Emperor Latvinia. You pulled me on this ship, and I have to ask where the ship is heading. "

"I don't know, this question is beyond my wisdom." Modu raised his head and glanced at the Supreme Mage, "Everything is possible in this world, and we are all gradually embarking on the journey of destiny. Thousands of possibilities in the multiverse are bound to There is a way to victory, but only the wise can find it and make it happen."

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)