So You Think Being Sorcerer Supreme Is Hard?

My apprentice, you don't have to take everything so literally.

I told you to make a few more.

I didn't tell you to mass-produce them!

You really...

The Ancient One looked at the table, which held at least fifty Infinity Stones, and felt a headache coming on.

Honestly, if she tried using every one of them, even she might not be able to tell which was the real Tesseract.

After a long pause, the Ancient One looked at Zhang Yang hesitantly. "My apprentice, don't you think you made too many?"

"Not really," Zhang Yang said.

As he spoke, he looked over the stones on the table.

His lips moved as though he were counting them.

"Huh." A moment later, Zhang Yang said, a little embarrassed, "Master, I made forty-eight in total, but I've just realized one seems to be missing."

"One is missing?" The Ancient One frowned and asked, "Which one?"

Looking at the stones on the table, Zhang Yang said, "A Reality Stone, I think. I might have left it on Thanos's warship."

He kept counting the stones on the table, apparently checking to make sure.

"You left it on Thanos's warship?" The Ancient One repeated.

She watched Zhang Yang count his stones.

Then her frown suddenly vanished. "That's all right, my apprentice. You could leave a few more behind."

Zhang Yang froze. "A few more?!"

What does she mean, a few more?

He looked at the Ancient One.

Fanning herself, she said, "I mean you could leave a few more stones behind. Different ones, too. If Thanos happens to pick them all up, that wouldn't be a bad thing. Of course, I wouldn't mind if you left an Infinity Gauntlet behind as well."

Leave Infinity Stones behind?!

And an Infinity Gauntlet?!

Zhang Yang stared at her.

He couldn't