mousepad-d2 Chapter 135 Why Haven't You Played Enough?
Chapter 135 Why Haven't You Played Enough?
Gal was going to check the address on the little piece of paper.
This is probably the common problem of all Gryffindors, strong curiosity and inexplicable courage that always exist in the body. In Slytherin's words, it is reckless and unplanned.
He bid farewell to Mr. Butler and Dick, and lied that the place he was going to was the home of an elder he knew.
With a complicated expression, Alfred sent him all the way to the gate of the manor, and suddenly said: "Although I don't know what you are going to do, please be careful."
Dick was even more worried about such a small child walking in Gotham, so he simply drove him to that address.
"Were you and Damian really good friends?" He suddenly asked halfway through the car.
Gal, who was looking out the car window, turned his head in surprise: "Huh?"
"Uh, I didn't think Damian had friends. No, I didn't mean anything, it's just his personality..."
Dick scratched his head in embarrassment, paused and said, "I thought he wouldn't make friends with people. He always said that he prefers to fly alone rather than work in a team."
Gal nodded approvingly: "Yes, he does, but..."
He added: "We haven't been friends for a long time."
Dick was taken aback, and guessed in surprise: "Is there a quarrel?"
"No."
The little wizard who only looked ten years old shook his head and said seriously, "We made an appointment to be lovers."
Dick tilted his hands in fright, and the car made a Z-shape.
Today's children are so precocious!as well as……
It seems that there is no way to continue this topic.
Dick didn't know what else to say about his younger brother who had killed himself within three months of being home.
Is it possible to wish you all the ghosts?
Will the little guy cry and beat him to death?
Forget it, kids these days are getting more and more difficult to deal with.
As long as there is not another Arkham reserve member, as long as he still has normal three views and thinking, then there is nothing unacceptable.After all, there are all sorts of strange things in the world, even on the earth where Thor and aliens exist, it is not surprising that there are any mysterious things appearing.
For the next time, Dick drove steadily and delivered Gal to his destination - 177A Brick Street.
But when the little wizard got out of the car and left, he still couldn't hold back and asked, "Hi, little guy."
Gal looked back at him with pure blue eyes.
Dick, who was sitting in the driver's seat, hesitated and asked, "Is it reliable for you to find this elder?"
Gall nodded uncertainly.
Dick then asked again: "Is there any danger? Do you want me to go in with you?"
"No danger, no need." The little wizard refused.
Although he really wanted an adult to protect him, Gal recalled the time travels one after another, and thought that he might need to go to other worlds this time.In that case, it would be inappropriate to abduct people away, and not everyone is like Damian, who can accompany him through world after world without complaint.
'Hey, why do you want Damian again? ' Gal muttered inwardly.
However, he was still very grateful and politely declined: "A lot of times it's just a near miss, but the more troublesome thing is that it takes time every time, so thank you, Brother Dick, for not wasting your time."
'This is the first kid ever to call me brother. '
He has always regarded himself as the eldest brother, but the brothers have more personality than each other. Dick, who has never enjoyed the fun of the eldest brother, is very happy at this moment.
He really wanted to abduct this mysterious little guy home.
So, he simply reported a set of numbers: "Write down my phone number, if you need anything, you can call me anytime."
Gal nodded vigorously, indicating that he would definitely.
But Dick was still a little worried. When he was struggling, the little wizard couldn't wait to knock on the door with his short legs.
He had no choice but to stand quietly at the door, watching Gal walk in, waited for a while, and after making sure that there was no danger of screaming gunshots, he turned and left slowly with some regret.
As soon as Gal entered the door, a strange man in a red cloak stopped in mid-air.
After seeing Gal, he floated down slightly from the air, and then floated in front of the little wizard and asked, "Galbion Lupine?"
"Yeah, who are you? Looks familiar."
Cal looked at him subconsciously, and asked speculatively, "Do you know Smaug?"
"Although we also practice magic, obviously, we are not a system."
The man in the red cloak landed steadily on the ground, ignored the little wizard's words, and said calmly to himself, "I am a mystic mage, Doctor Stephen Strange."
Gall blinked and asked, "Mystic mage. I seem to have vaguely heard Hermione and Ron mention...do you have a temple in London?"
"Yes, but this has nothing to do with you."
Doctor Strange replied calmly: "Now, to make a long story short, I have other guests later."
He took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and asked, "Is this yours?"
"Give it back to me." Gal's eyes lit up.
He jumped up to reach it, but due to his height, he reached it several times, but he couldn't reach it.
"This reaction seems to be correct, confiscated!"
Doctor Strange calmly rolled up the parchment and stuffed it back into his pocket.
Gal glared at him angrily: "You can't, it's mine."
"How do you prove it's yours? Does it have your name written on it?" Strange asked mockingly in a casual tone.
"Yes, my name is written on it." Gal replied immediately.
Strange was taken aback, and fled the parchment again.
He took a closer look and found that Gal's name was really written: "Uh, what I just said doesn't count."
"Hey!" Gal yelled angrily.
"Okay, okay, I'll take a closer look this time, and I'll return it to you if there's nothing wrong with it."
Strange lowered his head, looked at it and said to himself: "It's strange, the chaotic power of time and space above it shouldn't be here. Oh, I see..."
He raised his head and looked at Gal with strange eyes: "Have you ever used it?"
Gal rolled his eyes and said in denial, "No."
"Galbion Lupine, this is very important." Doctor Strange reminded.
"Well, it took a little bit," Gal replied.
Doctor Strange watched him silently.
"Okay, okay, I use it a lot and keep using it again and again." Gal said unwillingly.
Strange stared at him for a while, seemed to realize something, and asked mutteringly: "Did the law of time and space actually choose children?"
"It sounds like you understand it very well. Can you tell me what it is used for? A witch told me before that there is a magic contract on it." Gal took the opportunity to ask curiously: "But later, I found out that it takes people through time and space. The power of it, but every time it is very random, there is no way to control it."
Doctor Strange tapped the parchment lightly with his fingers, as if he had chanted some spell, and the maps and words on the parchment all materialized in mid-air.He pointed at the name under Gal with his fingers and asked, "Damian Wayne, is this the person you are looking for?"
"Yes, we traveled together and looked for the way home together." Gal replied immediately.
"Are you sure he's from the same world as you?" Dr. Strange asked with a sudden interest.
"Of course, how could we not be in the same world. The world before we came here was the same year, with Iron Man and Batman, and the historical events were the same..." Gal said in a babbling manner.
"What about now? Is the world you are in now your original world?" Doctor Strange asked.
Galton was at a loss for words.
If it's not true, it's obvious that the parents are all there, and every family member is exactly the same as before; but if it's true, Damian is dead in this world!
He looked at Strange blankly, and his ears were exposed under the impulsive emotion. Coupled with the helpless expression, he looked extremely pitiful.
Although Doctor Strange's personality is not particularly good, but seeing such a scene, he somehow felt like he was bullying a child.
He suddenly lost interest in continuing to sell tricks, and simply explained directly: "The universe is endless. The so-called gods, God just rolls dice. The formation of parallel worlds is often full of all kinds of randomness. For example, Said, after you received the information I left you, you came to me, we met, this is the first possibility; after you received my information, you did not come to me, we have never met, this is the second This is the development of two parallel universes. Every choice you make will form a different parallel universe. The so-called fixed fate line does not exist at all. It is just a different parallel universe brought about by your different choices. .”
The little wizard was already confused.
He asked a little weakly, "Can we speak English?"
Strange glanced at him helplessly, and patiently explained: "To put it simply, a person is faced with choices every day, every minute, every second. And each person's different choices may be at the same time, Different parallel universes are formed, so you think you are in the same universe as the person named Damian Wayne, but in fact, you may only be in extremely similar parallel universes."
"It's too complicated." Gal asked a little sadly: "So, can I never find my Damian again?"
"Are you just looking for him? You're not interested in parallel worlds?" Strange thought for a while, put away the map that had materialized in the sky, and said, "If you have this parchment, it's fine. The witch who told you didn't Lie, you did sign a magical contract with that Damian Wayne through this thing.
"Then what should I do?" Gal continued to ask in confusion.
Strange turned his head slightly, and suddenly said, "The distinguished guest is here."
He waved his hand, drew a yellow circle, and greeted, "You go in and look for it first, and see which time-space Damian is the one you are looking for."
Cal glanced at him suspiciously, and bravely walked into the golden circle, stepped on the ground, and suddenly fell rapidly!
Fortunately, he had been carrying the broomstick on his back, and immediately rode on it, and flew slowly again.
Not far away, there are countless large transparent light curtains that feel like 3D, in various colors, each of which has a different scene. Familiar people walk around inside, and occasionally you can see Damian's figure.
Gall flew through these light curtains one by one, not knowing which one belonged to him.
"Ah—!" A scream sounded.
The little wizard raised his head and was surprised to see a black figure falling.
Curiously, he rode on the broom, chased after him, and fell at the same speed as the opponent: "Hey, it's you, Loki, long time no see."
"Stop me!" shouted Loki, who was falling vertically.
"But I won't," Gall said.
"Take my hand." Loki called.
The little wizard felt embarrassed all of a sudden, and refused blushingly: "It's better not to, we don't know each other well, besides, I already have Damian."
Rocky: ...? ? ?
Cal thought for a while and said, "You can play by yourself first, I still have some things to do."
Rocky: ...? ? ?
Damian is definitely more important than Loki.
After the little wizard said hello politely, he continued to fly over to search for Damian in those worlds.
After turning over for a while, he got bored, and when he looked up, he found that Loki had fallen down again.
He was riding a broom and said with a look of disgust: "Merlin, why haven't you played enough, Loki."
Rocky, who had been in free fall for almost 10 minutes, was too tired to speak.