"I'd been with Stephen—well, this universe's me—the whole time. How did he notify you? Was it last night?" Strange asked curiously, stroking the Identity Mark on his wrist. It had faded to the same color as his skin, impossible to detect without touching it.
"The Data Dimension. Of course, we have our own dedicated mage office network there. All you need to do is contact it and upload the matter you want handled. It'll take care of everything it can for you." Master Mage Wang shrugged.
"Sounds like the human internet." Strange immediately thought of a familiar tool.
"That's right. Like I said, mages aren't cut off from the world. We know how to keep up with the times too." As Master Mage Wang spoke, he rose from his seat.
"I know why you're here. The Sorcerer Supreme already told me. I've activated your Kamar-Taj access pass and Library Card through your Identity Mark."
"I don't remember there being any of this before." Strange followed behind Master Mage Wang through the Kamar-Taj library, whose interior space had clearly expanded considerably and was no longer the cramped, narrow place he remembered.
"There weren't many Kamar-Taj mages before." Master Mage Wang answered without turning around. "When there are few people, keeping things simple is fine. But once the number reaches a certain scale, you have to upgrade the corresponding rules. Otherwise, things become troublesome and chaotic."
"I know exactly what you mean." Strange agreed.
"This is Kamar-Taj's former Book Repository. It's a public area. Any mage who joins Kamar-Taj may read the books here. Naturally, the Restricted Section doesn't count." Master Mage Wang stopped before a row of familiar-looking shelves.
The library had been divided into many sections by some sort of magic. Every section had a vastly different style, as if