As the car sped along, Dream Power Doctor Strange realized that this dream must have existed for quite some time—perhaps around the same era when he had traveled to the snow region seeking treatment, or possibly even earlier.
"Have you been here before?" Greed asked as he drove.
"Yes. I met a Chinese surgeon at an academic exchange conference. He was quite well-known around here. After learning about what had happened to me, he invited me to China for treatment. This was my first stop, though I didn't stay long. Looking back, I should have spent a few days sightseeing here before heading into Tibet."
"You probably weren't in the mood for sightseeing back then, were you?" Agent asked.
"Not exactly. I was already close to giving up by then," Dream Power Doctor Strange said with a sigh. "Actually, I performed two surgeries after arriving here. I thought the results were terrible, but they still sent many people to observe and learn, and they were very grateful to me. That made me feel a little better."
"Resources here were still scarce in those days," Greed said as he steered around a corner. "There was an especially severe shortage of skilled people. A top doctor like you was an invaluable treasure to them."
"Yes. I actually thought at the time that if the trip into Tibet didn't yield anything, I could stay here and become a teacher. That wouldn't have been so bad either."
The car drove on, making countless turns and eventually crossing nearly the entire city before reaching what looked like a recently developed suburb. There were many guard booths here, and security appeared tight. But it was dinnertime now, and they could faintly smell food drifting from a building nearby.
They walked through the sliver of sunset squeezed