Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

"Stop for a minute, Clark," said a familiar voice in Superman's ear.

The voice fell, and Superman found that the hundreds of Kryptonian battleships were smashed into a ball by unknown forces in an instant, and together with the Kryptonian soldiers inside, turned into a spinning iron ball.

The mage appeared in front of him with his hands behind his back, and he didn't seem to be in a good mood.

"Mr. He?"

"Yes, it's me... ugh." He sighed.

The creature's face became gloomy and uncertain, and he, who had seemed confident in the face of Superman, could no longer maintain his original expressionless face when he saw such a situation.

Just as he was about to speak, the mage glanced over. Instantly turning him into a piece of ice, He Shenyan said slowly, "I didn't let you speak, scum."

Superman flew in front of him with an anxious look on his face: "Don't kill him yet, Mr. He!"

"I know, your mother and Louise..." The mage clapped his hands lightly. Beside Superman, a space seemed to be torn off the curtain. His comatose mother and girlfriend suddenly appeared, The two of them were lying in a pod-style machine and fell asleep quietly.

"It's settled, Clark, go back to Earth," he said, looking back at the creature wrapped in solid ice and smiling at him inexplicably.

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He Shenyan came back very fast, very fast. Ruiwen's free practice time only lasted ten minutes. She had just begun to communicate the magic in her body, and she wanted to try to make the lawn in front of her bloom full of flowers.

The mage floated in the air, silently watching her clumsy attempt, and said, "It's a good idea."

Rui Wen's movements froze for a moment, she didn't look up, and continued to try. He Shenyan continued to watch her attempt, once, twice, three times. There is no problem with her magical powers, and there is no problem with communication to the stage of use - there is only one thing wrong, she does not know how to use them correctly.

He landed slowly, squatted down, pointed to the lawn in front of him and said, "Look at how I do it."

"Use magic to communicate with nature and turn grass into flowers. This kind of spell was originally a specialty of Druids. But over time, mages discovered that we can do it too. As long as - your heart Enough." His voice was low.

Ruiwen saw him stretch out a finger and tap lightly on the lawn. A little bit of magic power poured out of that finger, into the ground. A certain will in the soil was aroused, and it also made a low voice in response to the mage's request. So, in the next second, a miracle happened.

The lawn of Wayne's house is very precious and is evergreen in all seasons. The lawn that originally did not contain any flower species suddenly bloomed with all kinds of flowers at this time. They are of different types, and Raven doesn't recognize any of them. But she knew that it took time for flowers to open, but these flowers that appeared suddenly opened on their own in just a few seconds. The aroma filled the backyard of the Wayne House.

She stretched out her hand and gently touched the white flower in front of her. The soft flower bone came over before she touched her, and a smile flashed on Rui Wen's face.

"Now, try it for you." The mage said softly.

"But you've made the flowers bloom."

"Yes. But there is still a tree over there, why don't we let it bear fruit? Do you like to eat apples?" The mage stood up and motioned for the girl to come with him.

They roamed the lawn full of flowers, and wherever they stepped, the flowers stretched themselves out, avoiding their footsteps. After they passed by, he pulled his body back. Ruiwen's face was expressionless, but the surprise in her eyes did not hide.

"What is an apple?" she asked, standing under the tree.

"It's a kind of fruit, usually red, but also in other colors. It's sweet and delicious." The mage's general description made Ruiwen frown.

"I've never eaten this kind of fruit, how can I make the tree bear apples?"

"That's your problem, my apprentice. The mages are very idealistic. You see, the lawn couldn't bloom originally, but I made the flowers bloom. This tree is not an apple tree, and you have never eaten apples. , but what does that matter? Just do it." He Shenyan replied with a smile.

Rui Wen closed her eyes, and she began to communicate the huge magic power from He Shenyan in her body. Following her intention, the pattern of thorns on her forehead also emerged, and an illusory scarlet crown gradually appeared on top of her head.

Just like what the mage did before, the magic sank into the ground, and her spirit began to roam in it. A large and peaceful consciousness like the earth whispered to her: "What are you asking for?"

"I . . . want this tree to bear apples."

"Why?"

Rui Wen was stunned, she couldn't answer this question. That consciousness did not urge her, but said gently: "Why do you want this tree to bear apples? Is it because you want to eat it?"

Do I want to eat apples?

She began to recall the mage's description, red and sweet. What does sweet taste like?

The consciousness was very surprised: "What kind of days have you lived in the past? Little girl, sweetness is one of the most beautiful tastes in the world, and it is a unique enjoyment for you humans. I tasted it once, and it is unforgettable to this day."

It should sound delicious, her mouth begins to discern saliva, and the benefits of imagination begin to manifest. But so far, let alone fruit, the food she has eaten has been very bland.

The monks of the Acharas sect have been eating round objects with no taste in order to strengthen their willpower~www.novelmt.com~. They call it sala, eat it for three days or so without needing to eat anything, it's nutritious, but tasteless.

"How?" the consciousness asked again.

"I want this tree to bear apples," she said again.

"Why?"

"Because I want to taste what sweetness is, and my teacher told me that apples are delicious."

"Then...open your eyes," said the consciousness.

Ruiwen did as she did, and she opened her eyes. The big tree in front of me was full of apples, and it was red. Even hung with dew. The mage leaned against a tree trunk, throwing an apple in his hand. Seeing her open her eyes, she threw the apple over.

She reached out her hand subconsciously and took the apple.

The mage walked past her, his voice sounding very relaxed: "Try it, you will like the taste of it."