The climb took a full seventeen days. Fortunately, Doctor Strange was in good physical condition and was also a mage, so he did not have the ordinary needs of eating, drinking, and relieving himself. When he was hungry, he could fill himself with magical food, and when sleepy, he could use his magical cloak to secure himself to the pillar and sleep for a while. At Kamar-Taj, aside from the Eye of Agamotto, this cloak that let him show off and fly was his favorite artifact.
Even with those conveniences, Doctor Strange was exhausted. He lay sprawled across the less-than-fifty-square-meter platform at the top of the tower for half the day without managing to get up.
Seeing him reach the top, Orange Cat teleported up as well. Doctor Strange looked like he had been fished out of the water, and she struggled not to laugh, her belly trembling as her eyes nearly vanished with amusement. She rummaged around nearby before finally tossing him a bean.
"Here, have a Xian bean!"
Daisy had slaughtered her way through the Skrull Pantheon, taking whatever she saw.
Gods were not clay statues sitting in temples; they needed to eat too, though they mainly ate for enjoyment.
Just like Thor, he could eat or not eat. He would not starve to death if he did not, but he simply enjoyed food.
Foods with a pleasant texture that would not spoil were the gods' first choice. Such things were scarce, but not nonexistent.
Daisy had casually taken some food from someone else's palace, selected the better-tasting ones, processed them, and made them into bean-shaped treats. Giving them to Orange Cat was no trouble at all.
After eating it, Doctor Strange also found the effects excellent. His physical exhaustion immediately vanished, and his mind became clearer than