The Ancient One picked up the tea on the table again, took a sip, and turned her gaze to Yang Bo.
"Your arrival has thrown time into chaos. The future is now beyond control..."
"Wait..."
Yang Bo suddenly felt that this sounded familiar. Although it was a little rude, he interrupted the Ancient One anyway.
"Ancient One, are you about to tell me you're leaving soon, so you're not going to bother with me? You'll let Strange deal with me once he takes over?"
"What's going on? Does every Ancient One just want to pack up and bail as soon as possible?"
Yang Bo looked at the Ancient One distrustfully. He kept feeling that the Ancient One from the movie universe wasn't very reliable, and he wondered if all the Ancient Ones had contacted each other while secretly observing the multiverse.
The Ancient One smiled, amusement shining in her eyes as she looked at Yang Bo. "It seems the me in your universe made the same choice I did."
Yang Bo curled his lip. "Are you really sure Strange will be able to keep me in line once he takes over?"
Never mind that Strange wouldn't take the job for several more years-even if he took over right now, Yang Bo wouldn't be worried. At worst, Doctor Strange would banish him to hyperspace.
Heh. For a Minecraft player, survival is survival, wherever you are. Worst case, I'll lie low for a few years and come back out once I get a powerful mod.
Hearing Yang Bo's words, the Ancient One replied with perfect confidence, "That's not my problem to consider!"
Yang Bo deflated instantly. The Ancient One was like an old employee retiring tomorrow. She no longer cared at all, and even if she made a few minor mistakes, no