New York has always been a big city prone to disasters.
Apart from Washington D.C. where White House is, the only one that can be compared with it is neon Tokyo.
Even without the massive invasion of Marvel Cinematic Universe, Chitauri.
In this world of New York, there have still been many world-destroying huge disasters.
For example, Hulk World War a few years ago.
Almost all Avengers was mobilized, and then he managed to subdue the angry and irrational Hulk to prevent the catastrophe in the real estate and insurance industries.
Another example is the Civil War that happened a long time ago - this was the discord between Iron Man and Captain Marvel.
The two clashed and fought, almost razing Manhattan to the ground.
Ordinary days, not to mention.
Hell's Kitchen's street hero, gangster clash.
The old rival of Spider-Man is Sinister Six composed of Doctor Octopus, Green Goblin, and Venom.
And so on and so forth.
Compared to the studio next door, the city is different and the style is different.
Here at Marvel, superheroes and villains, like the migrant workers flocking to Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, have settled down in New York.
As for the different "Civil War", Iron Man and Captain Marvel - although in Marvel Cinematic Universe, Tony-Stark are the soul characters of Avengers, and they are the same core as Captain America.
But in the comics world, he is more often a trouble-making machine, comparable to Mister Fantastic Reed-Richards.
Make various troubles and cause big events.
It is precisely because of this that there is this "Civil War" with Captain Marvel.
Later results proved that Iron Man's anti-XX series armor was useless, and was directly smashed by Carol's punch without holding back.
Tony-Stark himself was seriously injured and reduced to a vegetative state. Only his thought data was uploaded to the Internet and became an AI creature similar to Ultron.
These are completely different plot trends from Marvel Cinematic Universe.
All in all, New York City people have gradually become numb to superheroes flying around, or villains and villains who want to cause destruction.
They are not surprised, and at most they just let out a practiced scream and find a safe place to hide.
Just like now, there is a group of strangely dressed guys appearing on the road.
New York City People turned a blind eye. It was the rush hour for work, and everyone was passing by in a hurry, rushing to clock in and sign in.
Only young students will take out their mobile phones to take videos and then post them on social media to win a wave of likes and attention.
"I thought a group of people would come around, but I didn't expect everyone to behave normally."
Strange is a little regretful. He used to wear suits and leather shoes and a white coat, but now he wears retro robes every day, like an ascetic monk.
I originally thought that this unusual and strange outfit would attract the attention of passers-by, but I was disappointed.
"This is already the post-super Heroic Age. The former Avengers has now become a veteran figure and has withdrawn from the stage."
Luke looked at the extremely prosperous modern New York, and chuckled, "Now is the time when the second generation of superheroes are most active. Hawkeye's daughter, second generation Vision, third generation Ant-Man, etc., those new generation heroes, they are the idols of young people and the mainstream today."
Strange was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that just two years after he had been away from the world, the outside world would undergo earth-shaking changes.
"How did you know?"
he asked in confusion.
"Kamar-Taj is not an isolated place. The WiFi speed in my room is quite fast. I can search it on Google, including superhero personal websites, superhero-specific entries, etc."
Luke said with a shrug.
He and Strange are both strangers.
Among the people present, the only two who were relatively busy were Thor and Rocket Raccoon.
One is Avengers, a superhero.
One is a cute talking pet, an alien creature.
All have a strong attraction to melon-eating passers-by.
"I didn't expect that in this world, Jane and I would also break up."
Thor sighed.
He thought of the gossip he saw on Thor's personal website.
Why can't he and his girlfriend be happy no matter which universe they are in?
"Two additional points, you are not the Thor of this world, even though you are all called Thor. If you go to see Ms. Jane Foster at this time, it would be immoral, and it would be equivalent to cheating on 'yourself'."
Luke said softly while walking on the street of New York.
"Furthermore, you are the one who 'dumped' Ms. Foster this time. You are entangled with Amora the Enchantress and Asgard's Sif - in a nutshell, you are a scumbag."
Thor couldn't help but look a little embarrassed when he heard this.
It's really enviable to be able to ride on three boats... what a despise!
He coughed twice and changed the subject. "Where are we going?"
"No Doors Bar."
Luke said.
"We need to collect some intelligence about our opponents so that Strange can make reasonable responses."
Invisibly, he has become the leader of this team, leading Strange, who is supposed to be the protagonist, and Thor and Rocket Raccoon as his entourage.
Habits are a terrible thing. They can make people dependent on them unconsciously and make them difficult to change.
Luke can always solve every problem encountered and answer every doubtful question, just like a universal encyclopedia.
Over time, if this is repeated, implicit authority will gradually be established.
"Why do I think you are the one who participated in Sorcerer Supreme Tournament and have thought everything out."
Strange is a little depressed. As a former neurosurgeon and one of the top in the industry, he is somewhat proud.
"That's because you're not good at socializing, you're not popular, and you're an inexperienced rookie."
Luke said lightly.
"Sorcerer Supreme Tournament has actually been held for many times, and it even became a lively event in the universe and galaxies in many dimensions."
"This little rabbit has logged into the 'Stars' forum founded by Grandmaster and dug out all the information and materials over the years."
"First of all, there is no threshold for participating in this battle for hegemony. Both hell creatures and fallen mages can participate. Anyone who comes will be welcome."
"Secondly, there are three games in total."
"In the entry round, eight candidates will be selected, and then in the promotion round, you will be qualified to meet Vishanti."
"In the end, the final, choose the only winner."
"The most mysterious trial of Vishanti has a different theme every time."
"But no one tells you this. Old Wang rarely goes online and doesn't understand it."
Strange was a little dazed when he heard this. He didn't expect Superman to be so well prepared.
"Vishanti... have you chosen many Sorcerer Supreme?"
he asked subconsciously.
"No. This battle for hegemony was not originally intended to select Sorcerer Supreme, but a test."
Luke walked to a wall with a poster that partially closed the door.
He casually pulled out a ring to form a transmission channel.
"Being Sorcerer Supreme doesn't mean you can sit back and relax. Vishanti will regularly conduct an assessment on the person sitting in that position. If someone can replace him, then... he will be deprived of his title and identity."
Strange heard the answer, and his heart skipped a beat.
This is equivalent to the company having to conduct performance appraisals every year, and unqualified employees will be dismissed.
Unexpectedly, Vishanti, the trinity, is also an old capitalist.
Strange As soon as a disrespectful thought came into his head, he quickly wiped it away.
"No Doors Bar, here we are."
As soon as Luke and others came in, they saw that it was full of people, all of whom were trading magic items or whispering.
Alcohol, tobacco, perfume, marijuana... all kinds of smells are mixed together, making people frown.
"By the way, who among you has money? It's the kind of valuable antiquities or magic props."
Luke finally found a seat, patted Strange on the shoulder, and motioned for the other party to take out his wallet.
"Ah... I'm sorry, I don't have it."
Strange showed a flash of embarrassment on his face and explained, "You know, although I used to have some financial resources, I have spent them all on medical treatment. It can be said that I have lost everything."
"As for the magic props, I have nothing except this Cloak."
"Then you pay Cloak..."
Snap!
Rocket Raccoon was outspoken. Before he could finish speaking, he was slapped by Strange's red Cloak collar.
Cloak of Levitation expresses his dissatisfaction in this way as if he has his own thoughts.
"So, you are a poor man?"
Luke said bluntly.
"Then why are you joining Sorcerer Supreme Tournament? No money, no strength, no friends... Stephen, you'd better go to bed as soon as possible."
Strange felt aggrieved. He used to be an elite member who wore famous watches, drove sports cars, and lived in luxury apartments.
Now, he is actually looked down upon and called a poor man.
"Then, I'll go find some female friends I know."
Strange gritted his teeth. When he was a prodigal in love, he was quite famous among the ladies of the upper class with his good looks and excellent skills.
There is no shame in eating soft food!
He thought so.
"How long has it been since you looked in the mirror?"
Luke had a strange look on his face, as if he was suppressing a smile.
"Stephen, please take a look at yourself, please. You have unshaven beard, rough skin, and decadent temperament... Most importantly, the golden fingers you are proud of - don't get me wrong, I mean your steady hands are useless. You are no longer a high-income young elite. How can they still like you?"
Every word and word struck Strange in the heart.
He was also a personable lover of the public back then, but only two years later, he has already transformed from a delicious young man into a disgusting old man?
"Thor, I say you are Prince of Asgard, why don't you go back to Asgard and get some good stuff out."
Rocket Raccoon jumped on Thor's shoulder and came up with a bad idea.
As a result, the latter didn't respond at all. He stared straight at the back of an enchanting figure near the bar.
"Tsk, tsk, just now I said that I only have Jane in my heart, but... the old lady criticized me!"
Rocket Raccoon was quite disgusted and started spouting new words he learned from the Internet.
"What do you know! I just think she seems...Loki."
Thor remained unmoved, his eyes locked on that graceful and charming back like nails.