Reed looked at him blankly. After a long time, he finally nodded heavily. "You are right... as always."
Peter sighed, "Of course."
He raised his arm and smelled himself, then frowned. "How long has it been since we took a shower?"
"It's been about seventy-two hours," Reed groaned, "Except for coffee and a few donuts, we haven't even had a bite of real food in the past three days."
As soon as he finished speaking, Peter's stomach let out a thunderous roar in unison.
Peter sighed helplessly, "Okay. Let's take a shower and eat something first."
"Still need to sleep." Reed added, yawning again.
"No problem." Peter nodded, "I'll see you tomorrow then. I'll go home first... wait, damn."
Peter patted his forehead. "I skipped classes for three whole days."
Reed shrugged. "I can give you a leave request."
"Aunt May and Uncle Ben won't buy it... and my dad." Peter rubbed the gum in the corners of his eyes with despair on his face, "I'm not in the mood to listen to their preaching."
"Then stay here and sleep." Reed said as he led Peter out of the laboratory. Before leaving, he did not forget to upgrade the security system to the highest level. "I am sure that Doctor Doom will never break in again. There are free beds in the lounge."
"Okay." Peter moved his stiff shoulders.
The two walked into the lounge and saw Mr. Thing Ben and Gerry sitting on his special large fitness bench.
"Oh, you two are actually still alive." Ben laughed gruffly, "What, the project has a breakthrough?"
Reed showed a tired smile, "Absolutely. Where are the others?"
"Everyone is asleep, great scientist." Ben pointed to the dark night sky outside the window. Peter glanced at the clock on the wall, good guy, it's already four o'clock in the morning.
"Why are you still up so late, Ben?" Peter asked with a yawn.
"I haven't been sleeping well lately." Ben said solemnly, reaching out and patting the extra-large Scanning Adapter(SA) in front of him, "Let's take a look at some information."
Peter and Reed looked at each other, with similar sympathy in their eyes. They walked to the bar, took a few bagels and started to eat them. This was their first real meal in three days.
"Reed, I have a new idea." Peter said in a low voice.
"What do you think?" Reed took a bite of the bagel.
"Cure Ben completely." Peter said seriously, "Your abilities are essentially derived from inter-dimensional radiation. Combining the data we collected at Antimatter Universe, plus some of my personal special understanding of dimensional energy... maybe we can find a way to reverse his physical condition."
Reed's eyes lit up. "When will it start?"
"Let's settle Antimatter Universe's matter first." Peter wiped the debris from his mouth, "I will contact several experts in the field of dimensional energy after a while. Construction should be started soon, how about it?"
"Awesome." Reed nodded heavily, then became a little curious, "But... do you know any experts on dimensional energy? Who is it?"
Peter showed a mysterious smile, "You might not believe it if I tell you."
The next day.
As expected, Peter was severely scolded by his family for missing for three days without any reason. However, Aunt May and the others were used to the big news he occasionally made. The thunder was loud but the rain was small, and they were more worried. Tandy, on the other hand, seemed extremely worried, always feeling that he had encountered some danger.
Peter slept for twelve hours in one breath. At about seven o'clock in the evening, he put on his battle clothes, swayed Silk and jumped into the New York night.
177A Bleecker Street.
This address Peter is etched in his heart. After all, this is the place where he once studied Magic.
Peter swung to the big tree opposite and landed. Taking advantage of the early darkness, he took off the outer layer of the Spider battle suit, revealing the apprentice robe he had already worn underneath, and stuffed the metal backpack into the infinite storage bag.
He jumped down from the tree and straightened his clothes. The pedestrians on the street were busy with their own business, and no one noticed him at all.
Peter walked to New York Sanctum's door and rang the door knocker.
In less than two minutes, the door suddenly opened. A burly black master wearing an orange and yellow robe appeared behind the door, exuding a sense of oppression.
He looked at Peter condescendingly, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. "Who are you? Where did this robe come from?"
"It doesn't matter who I am." Peter shrugged, "I came here to use the temple's portal to go there Kamar-Taj. Is that okay?"
The black master narrowed his eyes and his face darkened. "I don't care who you are, kid, don't play tricks in front of me." As he said that, he reached for the staff behind his back.
Upon seeing this, Peter immediately waved his palms clockwise, drawing a golden Magic array in front of him. "Relax, grumpy master, I am one of my own."
The black master's pupils shrank, and the hand on the staff slowly released. "What exactly do you want to do?"
"I told you, borrow the portal to go to Kamar-Taj."
"What are you going to do?"
"Looking for the Ancient One." Peter smiled slightly.
"How do you know this? Who is your mentor?" the black master asked.
Peter smiled bitterly, "This is a bit complicated to explain. Let's put it this way... He is in another dimension."
The black master stared at Peter, and Peter looked at him calmly. After a long time, the black master sighed, "There are new things every day. Okay, come with me."
He turned sideways and let Peter enter the room.
Peter looked around, this temple was slightly different from the one he had seen in the previous universe, but the structure was generally similar.
The black master led him to the depths of the temple, where a huge door more than ten meters high and engraved with the unique emblem of New York Sanctum stood in front of him. The master pushed the door open, and a yellowish halo appeared behind the door. The two stepped in, and the door behind them slammed shut.
The light dissipated, and Peter found himself standing in the underground meeting hall of Kamar-Taj's library.
And on a stone platform directly in front of him, Eye of Agamotto was floating quietly... What was encapsulated inside was Time Stone.
"Don't waste time, come with me." The black master urged from the front.
Peter forced himself to look away from Eye of Agamotto. Such a huge power of the universe is just on the table... Wow, what a luxury.
Peter retracted his thoughts and followed the black master through rows of huge bookshelves. On the bookshelf on the left, he saw "Book of Time" emitting a faint light. It seems that in this timeline, the plot of "Doctor Strange" has not yet been officially staged.
After passing through the library, the two came to the courtyard. A group of apprentices in white robes were gathering in the courtyard to practice Magic. The leader was a black mage in green robes--Baron Mordo.
As if aware of Peter's gaze, Mordo suddenly turned his head and locked his eyes on Peter. Peter even doubted whether this guy would suddenly jump out and block the road.
Fortunately, nothing happened. The black master took Peter straight into the main hall.
In the center of the hall, the Ancient One was sitting cross-legged in front of the table, pouring tea. Opposite her, two elderly Eastern masters sat, one of whom had only one arm, sipping tea leisurely.
The black master leading the way stopped and signaled Peter to come forward.
Peter understood and walked forward. The Ancient One didn't even raise his head and handed him a cup of poured tea.
Peter took the tea cup and took a sip, his eyes lit up. "Hmm... added honey?"
The Ancient One raised his head and showed a gentle smile, "Good taste."
Peter nodded. "My master also likes to add honey to tea. I heard that I learned it from his master. That is you."
The Ancient One raised her eyebrows. She turned to the old master. "Excuse me, Master Hamir, Master Benedict."
The two old men bowed slightly, exited the hall, and closed the door behind them.