The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 3648 Movie Plan (1)

Chapter 3648 Movie Plan (I)

The Sanctum Sanctorum was as busy as ever, with employees coming and going. Phones flashing with magic lights kept flying. In addition to the hurried tones of the customer service staff, there were also the loud voices of various demons. The sound of high heels and leather shoes stepping on the wooden floor was mixed in. The sharp and high-pitched prompt sound of the coffee machine was like a sudden pause.

Strange's office was unusually quiet. The bookshelf floating in the air was trembling slightly. The magic carpet floating in the air was piled with scrolls. The cauldron in the corner of the room exuded a strange spice smell. The cloak was draped over the sofa, and a drowsy posture could be seen from the soft cloth.

Stark walked into the office, unbuttoned his suit, and sat on another single sofa by the window. Strange came out of the lounge and closed the door with a wave of his hand.

He placed the red wine and decanter in his hand on the table next to him, and said as he poured the wine: "Where are you from? The Avengers base, or Stark Tower?"

"Neither. I just came back from Arkham Sanatorium. Schiller praised your speech at the congressional inquiry and called you 'the toughest Sorcerer Supreme who ever lived.'"

Strange held a glass of wine in one hand, put the wine in his right hand in front of Stark, and sat on another single sofa. He took a sip of the wine, then snorted and said, "That doesn't sound like a good thing."

Stark leaned toward him, resting his elbow on the armrest. "You made a good speech, really. You scared the living crap out of those sleepy old men. How did you come up with that?"

"I thought of that? I don't think so." Strange took another sip of wine and said, "I'm afraid our good doctor has already expected me to say that."

"It's not surprising that he taught you that. But didn't he say he didn't care about it?"

"It's not that he taught me word for word. It's just that what he said made me understand a truth." Strange roughly repeated what he said to Schiller that day.

Stark made a knowing expression, and then said, "So what he means is that you should, as a member of the common people, honestly tell the parliamentarians the truth about magic, and then let them make their own choice?"

Strange snorted coldly and said, "What he meant is that instead of wasting time on arguing with them, it's better to leave them no choice!"

"Haven't you noticed? Schiller almost never argues, and he never makes choices for ordinary people. He just doesn't tell us when he makes choices for all of us!"

Stark was still a little confused. Strange spread his hands and said, "When he wants you, us, or the entire Earth to do something, does he hold a meeting to ask for our opinions first? When did he not find out after the matter was almost over?"

"But..." Stark shook his head and said, "What he said does make some sense. At that time, he suggested that we study the technology of the air transportation system, but it was indeed just a suggestion. We started to study this model because we thought it was not bad..."

"When he made the suggestion, did he tell you that this might lead to unemployment?"

"Uh... come on, he's not a prophet. We can't ask him to predict the future, right?"

"Then you think he couldn't predict it?"

Stark was silent for a moment and then said, "You mean, he really didn't force us, he was just guiding us, showing us the good side of something, but hiding the possible bad situation?"

Strange shook his head again and said, "No. He only wants you to know the information that can advance these things, but hides the information that hinders something. The information that can advance things can be good or bad. The good part is to induce you to do this, telling you what the benefits are; the bad part is to coerce you, telling you what the dangers are of not doing this. Just like what I did in Congress."

"I told them that magic is dangerous. If you don't build a school and a research institute, magic will most likely get out of control. This left them with no choice. At the same time, I also told them that building a school is to recruit talents from the multiverse, so that our universe will have more magic talents. This is a benefit, so they are willing to do it. It's easy to convince others with a two-pronged approach."

"When he was saying these words, I started thinking about some of his previous behaviors." Strange put his hands on the armrests and said, "Then I realized how to convince Congress."

"So he wants to build this magic school?"

Strange shook his head again and said, "When he started investigating environmental issues, it proved that this magic school would definitely be built. No matter how many twists and turns there are in the middle, the final result will not change. It's just that he doesn't plan to build it right away. It's normal to delay it for three to five years, or even more than ten years."

"What if you didn't learn this negotiation skill?" Stark turned to look at Strange and said, "He didn't say it clearly. What if you didn't understand it, or didn't perform so well during the interrogation, resulting in you losing the argument?"

"It won't be long before a case of a magician going out of control breaks out somewhere. The federal government is afraid of causing panic, so it will suppress the matter and send people to deal with it. But Congress will definitely realize how dangerous magic is through this incident. Factual evidence is much more powerful than speeches."

Stark leaned back in his chair and said, "The magicians all listen to you, how could he lose control? If he were to go down on his own, he would definitely be different from you orthodox magicians. Then you can stand up and expose him."

"He won't actually carry out an attack. He just needs to simulate such an attack. The congressmen won't verify whether it is true or not, and they can't find out." Strange said after taking a sip of wine.

"So what virtual method is he going to use? Is it a short video platform?"

"Of course, through SHIELD! As long as the agents discover, investigate, and handle the matter, the whole thing can be resolved within SHIELD. Organizations like the FBI can't understand magic, so the congressmen can only get information from SHIELD. Isn't it that what they say is true?"

"But why would SHIELD help Schiller? You know, Nick is against building a magic academy."

"Of course it's because handling cases of out-of-control magic requires at least 50000 agents, 250000 trainee agents, and 2500000 agent assistants, and costs 30 billion in national defense funds!"

Stark clicked his tongue. He had forgotten about this. Strange added, "And he was against it only because monitoring visitors from other worlds would add a lot of work to SHIELD for no reason."

“But wouldn’t that mean more funding?”

"You have to have a life to spend money on. Spending money to keep an eye on Spider-Man is of course a sure-win business, because most of them are very obedient and won't cause any trouble. Even if there are some unexpected accidents, Nick is fully capable of cleaning up the mess for them. But Batman? Unless the national defense budget is doubled next year and all given to S.H.I.E.L.D., the risks will definitely outweigh the benefits."

Stark sighed and said, "That's a real problem. Can't we just not let them come?"

"Batman will not miss this opportunity. It would be fine if the person sent here was an adopted son, but what if they sent their own son? No matter what, you can't stop a father from visiting his son, right?"

Strange turned his palms over, glanced to the side, sighed softly and said, "And we have to find a way to make sure that the people who come here are our own people. If a few evil Batmen sneak in, we will be in big trouble."

Stark obviously understood this. He said, "There are still a few Batmans we know well, right?"

"We'll have to ask Schiller about that. He has some understanding of the people in both worlds that goes beyond reality. I think his choice will be correct. But we can't rely on him completely. We have to keep an eye on it."

"If that's the case, I think there's still a lot to prepare, and we can't rush." ​​Stark tapped the wall of the wine glass with his fingers and said, "In order to solve the problem from the root, the school building must be safe enough. It's best to be completely isolated from the outside world. It seems that Schiller's research on environmental protection is not without reason."

"Of course. If we could really isolate ourselves from the outside world, many problems would be easily solved. But in fact, it is very difficult. Kamar-Taj has not completely achieved this, and it is still in the Himalayas. If it were in Massachusetts, perhaps a magical town would be formed nearby."

The more he thought about it, the more troublesome it seemed. Stark sighed and said, "Do you think the opposing congressman will still use his veto power?"

"At least not at the next meeting," Strange said. "They are also worried that I will make the dangers of magic public. If I let the general public know what is going on and they veto it, it will definitely cause a lot of dissatisfaction."

"Will you announce it then?"

Strange shook his head and said, "It's not necessary. In fact, it's an exaggeration in Congress. After all, we are different from mutants. Magical energy is not a very positive energy. It can even be said to be an inert energy. It takes a lot of effort to mobilize them. If you don't move them, it won't have any effect."

"That's right. Your portal is small and hidden, and it hardly makes any noise. In comparison, Magneto's wormhole makes much more noise. This may also be a reflection of the different nature of energy."

"I prefer to think that this is a reflection of Magneto's character. He doesn't care how many people his actions will affect, but wizards are different. We must keep a low profile as much as possible, and it's best to stay completely out of society and not cause too much impact."

Strange drank the wine in the glass and said, "Mages are not born powerful. Even if magical talent is innate, and the compatibility with a certain energy of a certain demon god is also innate, but if we don't practice, then even if there is unlimited energy, it cannot be converted into something useful. To some extent, this is very similar to most ordinary people. They all improve themselves through learning. So we have a complete education system."

"It's the exact opposite of mutants," Stark said. "The types and forms of their powers vary greatly, and the methods of controlling them are also completely different. This makes it difficult for them to establish a complete education system. Whether or not a strong person emerges depends on luck. So I think they can only be used as the spearhead of mankind, not the cornerstone, but the wizard can be."

"That's right." Strange put down his glass and said, "Through propaganda, mutants have partially changed the public's impression. I think magicians can do the same. So instead of emphasizing the dangers of magic to the public, I should package magic as romantically as possible. At least so that they don't feel disgusted. This way, if they have a talent for magic and need to go to school, they won't be too repulsive."

"It seems you already have an idea." Stark said, "Tell me about it?"

"That's not really my idea. Do you remember when we went to study at the magic academy in Schiller's tower? I think that's great. Schiller said it was a novel, but obviously we don't have it here. I plan to ask him more about the plot and so on, and then integrate our own story into a movie. What do you think?"

"Not bad." Stark nodded and said, "I think Stark Group can also invest, but I strongly request to cancel the boating part. Who would think that boating in the cold wind at night is romantic?"

"No, you can't, because you don't know how to row. You almost made us fall into the lake!"

"Obviously the boat was too small and I wasn't used to being a kid. And there was too much wind on the lake. Have you ever heard of aerodynamics? It's obviously not my fault..."

(End of this chapter)