"???"
Strange widened his eyes, looking at the six Infinity Stones on Ryan's arm, too surprised to close his mouth.
He hadn't really paid attention just now, but those six rings casually worn on the other's arm were actually inlaid with supreme treasures capable of destroying the Universe!
"I suddenly feel like I've found a good prospect…"
After his shock, the first person Strange looked at wasn't Ryan himself, who possessed the six Infinity Stones, but Ned.
He walked up to Ned and asked solemnly, "Little fatty, do you want to become a sorcerer?"
Ned pointed at himself in a daze, "Ah? Me?"
"Yes, you. I think you have great potential to become the next Sorcerer Supreme!" Strange nodded affirmatively.
"Sorcerer Supreme? It sounds amazing, but I just got lucky and opened a few portals…" Ned looked insecure.
Strange heavily patted him on the shoulder and said seriously, "This is not just some good luck!"
"Without any sorcerer teaching you, you can use a Sling Ring, and even summon a powerhouse holding six Infinity Stones across the Universe. Your talent is something even I can only look up to!"
"So in order to protect all of humanity, please be sure to join our Kamar-Taj!"
"Pro… Protect all of humanity?" Ned swallowed hard, somewhat tempted.
After all, he was also a man. As long as one was a man, who hadn't dreamed of saving all of humanity and being a savior hero?
What's more, he already had a good brother, Peter, as a superhero template by his side.
Influenced by Peter, Ned must have also yearned for superheroes in his heart!
Therefore, after hesitating for just two seconds, Ned nodded heavily at Strange, "Alright! I'll join Kamar-Taj! I want to become a grand archmage!"
"It's a Master of the Mystic Arts." Strange corrected him, then a pleasant smile appeared on his face, "Ned, welcome to Kamar-Taj!"
Ned was also full of excitement and bowed to Strange, "Thank you, Master!"
But Strange dodged it, "No, no, no, I am not your master, the current Sorcerer Supreme is your master!"
"But Peter said you were the Sorcerer Supreme?" Ned asked with a puzzled face.
Strange shrugged and said leisurely,
"That was in the past. During the years when we were obliterated by Thanos with a snap of his fingers, Kamar-Taj has already elected a new Sorcerer Supreme, and he is Wong!"
"So as the successor of the Sorcerer Supreme, Wong is your master, and I can at most be considered your uncle-master. I will introduce you to Wong. You are both Asian, so I believe you'll get along very well."
Ned was a bit disappointed, but immediately accepted it, "Alright…"
He wasn't without reason to be disappointed.
After all, Doctor Strange was the magical superhero everyone knew.
As for Wong, although he was the current Sorcerer Supreme, to be honest, hardly anyone had heard of him…
Watching Strange morally kidnap Ned into Kamar-Taj, Ryan shook his head helplessly.
As expected of the Ancient One's direct disciple, as scheming as that old schemer the Ancient One!
Seeing that the two of them were done, Ryan spoke up:
"Strange, since you've come out too, you should cast a vote as well. Should we send those people back to their respective Universes, or help them once more…"
Under Ned's whispered explanation beside him, Strange quickly understood what was going on, so he said without hesitation:
"Of course, send them away directly. They were never creatures of our Universe to begin with, and life and death are up to fate. I've long said that we can't help them, and they will only bring endless trouble to our Universe!"
Ryan nodded and said calmly, "So that means there are three votes in favor of helping them, and four votes in favor of sending them directly. Then…"
Hearing this, May, First Generation, and Amazing couldn't sit still anymore.
May grabbed Ryan's arm, looked up at Ryan eagerly, "Son, haven't you voted yet? You'll stand on my side, right?"
Looking at May's pitiful expression looking up at him eagerly, Ryan's eye twitched.
The May of his Universe basically hadn't called him son after he grew up.
After all, in America, most people directly addressed others by their names, even between elders and juniors.
Now arriving in another Universe, he was actually called son by another 'mom'.
This made Ryan feel Strange.
But…
Monarch Ryan actually didn't respond to force, only to softness; he fell for this trick.
Ryan nodded slightly, "Alright then, I'll vote to help them a hand. Just as I recently obtained a new Universe and the company is short of people, the few of them are quite suitable."
Strange gasped a breath of cold air, "What do you mean you just got a new Universe?"
Ryan glanced at him indifferently, "Literal meaning. I just conquered a Universe, and it's already my territory now. I was just teleported over right after finishing things over there."
The look Strange gave Ryan became even more awe-struck.
"Oh yeah!!!"
As for May, First Generation, and Amazing, they didn't care that much. Hearing that Ryan was on their side, the three of them happily high-fived each other.
Peter was somewhat dumbfounded, "4 to 4 tie, then how is this counted?"
May smugly leaned her head against Ryan's arm and lifted her chin at Peter, "Humph, of course whoever has the bigger fist gets the final say. Both sides will send a representative to arm wrestle, and whoever wins decides!"
"Peter: ?"
Peter looked at Doctor Strange beside him.
Strange hurriedly shook his head, "Don't look at me. I'm a sorcerer, not a warrior. My physique is not much stronger than an ordinary person's, I can't help~"
Peter looked at MJ and Ned again, and directly withdrew his gaze.
These two teammates were both ordinary people and even less reliable.
So…
Good grief, he was the only one in the team who could go up, right?
Peter braced himself and stepped forward, "Then I'll do it. Which of you is coming?"
A tall, silver-gray figure was pushed in front of Peter by May.
Peter: "…"
If it were First Generation or Amazing going up, Peter would still have a little confidence.
But…
Peter looked at Ryan, who was more than a head taller than him, and then looked at the smug May behind Ryan, wanting to cry without tears.
"Aunt May, are you really my biological aunt?"
"Come on, Peter, I believe you can last ten seconds, oh no, three seconds!"
May glanced at Ryan's arm, which was as thick as Peter's arm, and changed her words halfway.
Peter looked up at Ryan, who was looking down at him with disdain, and said awkwardly, "Cousin, can I just surrender directly?"
"No, you must compete." Ryan ruthlessly refused.
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