Strange opened his eyes in a calm atmosphere, feeling a little dazed for a moment.
He only remembered that he seemed to have been transformed into a magnificent golden vortex Galactus by Li Ge's eyes, and then lost consciousness the next moment.
"Hiss..."
Strange rubbed his temples and stretched his palms, feeling soft and elastic.
He looked at his body again and saw an unexpected sense of transparency. He thought of the Soul Stone out-of-body feeling after touching the silk thread.
Strange then began to look at the surrounding environment.
He found that he was now lying on a comfortable big bed, and looked at the surrounding furnishings. This should be a simple independent apartment.
Because he saw the LCD TV screen on the wall opposite the bed, turned around a little, and saw the separate bathroom and small kitchen.
Strange also opened the Fridge in the small kitchen and took a look... um... very clean!
Then he came to the door again and tried to open it. Obviously, he couldn't open it now.
Then he remembered the window that had just passed by in his sight, and quickly lay down on it to observe.
"!!!"
Strange's eyes suddenly widened because he saw a picture that should never appear outside the window - a blue planet!
"Ding ding ding--!"
A rapid beep sounded suddenly in Strange's ears, which finally made him pull out his eyes in amazement and scan the source of the sound.
Then he saw a delicate white bracelet floating in front of the TV screen at some point.
Strange walked over, and the bracelet seemed to know that he was approaching. It stopped making beeps and just floated there quietly.
He is also bold, and he also believes in Ancient One's judgment, and this place was obviously created by the little mage named Li Ge. He has already guessed that this place should be part of Path to Godhood in Master Wong's mouth.
Strange raised his hand to take off the bracelet, but nothing happened. He thought about it, made some gestures on his wrist, and then put it on directly.
"Hmm...!"
As soon as he put the bracelet on, Strange couldn't help but groan. It wasn't pain, but a stream of information broke through his Soul Stone defense and was directly imprinted into the depths of his consciousness.
"...Nine Heavens... prayer ceremony... contract... trial...Path to Godhood...Samsara Realm... copy... points... exchange..."
Strange's eyes suddenly flashed with light, and he murmured the news in his mind. The corners of his mouth grinned wider and wider, and even became a little twisted.
It was excitement, excitement, enthusiasm, and the joy of seeing the real Avenue to Heaven.
He waved his hand violently, but his body staggered and he was not photographed on the stage under the TV screen.
Strange Only then did he realize that he had been moved to another place without knowing it. The original room was gone. The ground was soft soil, with fallen leaves and moss all over it. The tall trees blocked the sky and blocked out the sun, greedily receiving most of the sunlight. Only a few gaps shed straight beams of light.
And he was lucky. There was nothing around him except a dead hollow tree with no leaves on it, so he didn't need to compete with other trees for precious sunlight.
"What do you mean? This is the beginning?"
Strange lamented Li Ge's inhumanity, and cheered up, and began to explore the surroundings cautiously.
Can you be careless?
The message said that in addition to the copies, Samsara Realm also has some ordinary monsters specially created by Li Ge. According to his explanation, this is to add some fun to them.
However, Strange does not think that the ordinary monsters mentioned by Li Ge are really ordinary. After all, it is a place for training people, so how can there be real relaxation.
After a battle of wits and courage with the air, Strange determined that there should be no danger around him, and returned to the dead tree.
He had no choice, and he didn't know where he should go now. The trees around him were deep and tall, and who knew what was hidden inside.
Just staying here can at least ensure that you are bathed in the light.
But this is only one of the reasons, the other reason is...Strange thinks this dead tree looks very abnormal.
This reminded him of the description of the copies in the message just now - existing in secret spaces in various places.
Strange I suddenly thought of this dead tree. Isn't that hollow a secret space?
He came to the entrance of the dead tree hole, hesitated for a moment before slowly reaching out his hand, and stretched out a finger towards the hole that looked ordinary and even hung with spider webs.
He pierced the spider web directly with his finger, shook it again, but nothing happened, and then simply spread out his whole palm and fished it in. All the spider webs were wrapped around it, but there was still no movement.
Strange wiped the spider Silk on the trunk of the dead tree with a big hand. He reluctantly took a step forward and directly stuck his head in.
As a result, as soon as he probed his head, he noticed a trace of blue light swaying above it. He squinted his eyes and raised his head. At an arm's height from his head, a blue light ball the size of a fist was quietly suspended.
"Could it be...?"
Strange His heart moved, and he didn't dare to hesitate. He drilled his whole body into the hollow. This dead tree was nearly two meters in diameter. The hollow was big enough, and it seemed a bit spacious when he stood in it.
The light inside the tree hole was a little dim, and the light of the light ball was relatively restrained, so Strange didn't notice its existence at all outside.
"Just let me see if you are the copy stated in the message?"
With this thought in his mind, Strange raised his hand to grab the ball of light without hesitation.
As soon as his palm touched the warm ball of light, Strange felt his eyes light up, and the strong blue light stung him so much that he had to close his eyes.
He subconsciously wanted to retract his palms to protect his eyes, but found that he was lying down now, with his arms and legs stretched out straight, like a stiff puppet.
At this time, his vision became clear again. Strange quickly got up and looked around, including streets, street lights, and several buildings. The distance was blurry, like a sticker painting. It didn't look like the real world at first glance.
Then he lowered his head again, and when he saw it, Strange's expression immediately became strange.
Because right in front of him, under the streetlight, a black-headed guy with arms and legs made of lines was writhing on the ground as if he had no bones, and his stick-drawing facial features were distorted into funny expressions.
"What the hell?!"
As if remembering the above, Strange raised his hands and feet to look at himself, and finally saw four slender sticks with round tops, which were exactly the same as the guy who was still twisting, except that they were white.