"Everything else is just material possessions. As long as we still have our people, we can work out the rest..."
Doctor Strange and Wong stood amid the ruins of what had once been Kamar-Taj. First, the Scarlet Witch had bombarded it relentlessly, and then it had suffered what Yang Bo had called the "price." Now, nothing remained but rubble.
Hearing Doctor Strange's words, Wong nodded gently. "Yes... as long as our people are still here."
Halfway through speaking, he remembered the ten mages Yang Bo had demanded... Wong's expression darkened again...
Meanwhile, Yang Bo, who had brought everyone back to his own world, was positively glowing as he directed the mages he had "recruited" from Wong.
"There's no rush. Take your time."
"Send all the valuables and magical items to the secret chamber. As for the decorations, just arrange them however you like in the exhibition hall next door."
Sitting on a soft sofa, Yang Bo picked up the tea on the table and took a satisfying sip.
"I never would've known without robbing the place. Kamar-Taj really had plenty of good stuff."
Yang Bo savored his tea, then looked at America Chavez, who was curiously examining her surroundings. "Don't worry. It's safe here."
"What kind of things would you like to learn? Magic? Technology? Mutation? Or farming?"
America Chavez was still a young girl and felt a little reserved when alone with Yang Bo. Sure enough, his introduction piqued her curiosity.
"Farming? What's that?"
Yang Bo smiled gently. "Just plain old farming. Growing and harvesting crops."
America Chavez blinked her big eyes twice, confusion written all over them. But she didn't choose farming or any of the other options.
"I want to learn magic."
"Of course you can. Come on, I'll take you to the Ancient One. Her power