Chapter 1673

Schiller didn't react when he saw the little girl's face, but he was stunned when he heard the name.

If he remembered correctly, in Greed's memory, Quill and Rocket Raccoon had told him that they brought a little girl out of that dream universe where all humans were mutated, and then settled her in Kamar-Taj.

This is not strange. Although it is a dream universe, the setting of the Marvel universe is actually endless thoughts constituting endless universes, so the universe constituted by Azathoth's dream is also real, and it is normal to be able to bring people out of it.

Schiller began to carefully flip through this memory, and then remembered that after he led the Ancient One to this universe, because the Ancient One sympathized with the little girl and saved her, but unfortunately used a spell to make her sleep, which caused the nightmare to invade her, thereby breaking her own heart defense, leading to having to stay in that universe.

It wasn't until later that Quill and Rocket Raccoon shouted the fact that this universe was a dream, and the Ancient One and Scarlet Witch Wanda glimpsed a corner of the great existence behind this dream universe.

But Schiller felt a trace of something wrong from this story.

The little girl Jennifer stood outside the bedroom door, holding her staff with both hands in front of her chest, appearing a bit out of the situation. She nodded to Barry and said: "I've delivered the things, I'm leaving."

"Wait a minute." Little Bruce put down the book and walked quickly to the door. How could he give up the opportunity to understand the situation of the universe from the natives of this universe?

"What time do the lights go out here?" Little Bruce asked.

"There is no specific time. If you want to make up for your homework, it's okay to stay up all night." Jennifer lowered her head and nodded gently. She seemed a bit socially maladjusted, but little Bruce was not someone who liked to beat around the bush.

"We just arrived here and don't understand many rules, so we want to ask you for advice. Do you want to come in and sit for a while? But we can't use wands yet, I'm afraid we can't make tea and snacks to entertain you."

Little Bruce just expressed that he had no power now and was harmless to anyone, but Jennifer seemed to understand it as another meaning. She opened her mouth in surprise, and then said.

"You don't even have water? Alright, you move aside."

Little Bruce and Barry stepped back a little. Jennifer waved and shook her wand lightly, and the tea set was unpacked and placed on the table in the middle of the soft couch by the window. When clear water appeared out of thin air and fell into the pot, heat and tea fragrance spread together.

Then several plates landed on the table, and oriental-style dried fruit snacks piled up on the plates.

"I can stay here for a while, because I don't go to bed that early, but I just came here not long ago and only attended one semester of classes, so I don't know much."

Jennifer held her staff tightly with both hands. Little Bruce saw her shyness, so he pulled Barry to sit on one side of the soft couch, letting Jennifer stay on the other side alone.

"We just want to know some basic rules of the school, such as work and rest time, course arrangements, how many professors there are, and what their names are."

"And when can we use this magical wand." Barry poked his head out from behind little Bruce and asked.

Jennifer seemed a bit confused by so many questions. She paused for a while, blinked, and said: "There will be someone specifically responsible for reminding you of the work and rest time. The course schedule is written on the board at the end of the corridor. You will be able to see it tomorrow morning."

"As for the professors... I don't know how many elective courses you have chosen, but there are four main courses that must be taken, and there are four different instructors. The physical education instructor is the Holy Sword Archmage Alaina, the wand usage technique instructor is the Kamar-Taj housekeeper Wong, the magic energy and technique instructor is the Asgardian Prince Loki Odinson, and the cosmic basic knowledge instructor is the cosmic agent captain Blue Spirit."

Among this long list of names, little Bruce was very unfamiliar with most of them, but he occasionally heard two somewhat familiar words, so he asked: "Asgard, Odinson?"

Jennifer nodded and said: "It's the Asgard and Odin in mythology. Although I was also very surprised when I first came here, they are all real. Loki Odinson is the little prince of the Asgardian royal family and also a very powerful mage. His class is very interesting. I also chose his magic and illusion class, which is also very good."

"So Asgard is also a divine race?"

Jennifer nodded. She looked at the slightly annoyed expression on little Bruce's face somewhat surprisedly, but soon little Bruce restrained the look on his face and said: "Sorry, I just don't have a good impression of gods. It looks like it's a bit late today, I'll send you back to rest."

"No, no need, I'll go back myself." Jennifer jumped off the soft couch, waved at them, and then walked out of the room.

After she left, little Bruce pondered for a long time, then waved at Barry and said: "Sleep, we have to get up early for class tomorrow."

Barry had long been so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes. The two of them washed up hastily, then lay down on their respective beds, and soon entered dreamland.

But this dreamland was not beautiful at all. They had just lost their consciousness and awareness when they suddenly woke up again, and then discovered that they had appeared in a completely different room, and a kind and gentle voice sounded in their ears.

"You should be the new students Stephen mentioned, right? I am Charles Xavier, the dean of the Dream Academy. You can call me Professor Xavier. Since you have arrived, let's start the sorting now."

Little Bruce and Barry were truly confused now. How come another school? How come sorting again?

Just when they were completely unprepared, white light flashed, and they appeared in a great hall. In the very center of the hall was a chair, and a gray hat was placed on the chair.

Under the guidance of the voice, little Bruce sat on the stool. The moment he put the hat on his head, he heard an extremely exaggerated voice.

"My God! What have you stuffed into your little head? Strange, absurd but full of talent, wisdom... extremely high wisdom! And extremely deep darkness... of course, you should enter—Stark Academy!"

Immediately after, Barry also sat on the chair. The voice startled him, and that strange and exaggerated dramatic tone sounded again.

"You have a tenacity that ordinary people cannot reach, and at the same time, you have a kind of fateful talent. This talent points to a special ability... what could it be? It's very difficult to judge now, but I felt this talent. You will find a home here—Xavier Academy, without a doubt!"

When the two children walked out of the great hall, their heads were still dizzy. They didn't understand how all this happened, but the gentle voice seemed to feel their confusion, and a large amount of memory was directly stuffed into their brains.

Barry was completely dizzy, but Bruce, relying on his extremely high wisdom and extremely strong understanding ability, forcibly understood all this knowledge in a short time.

"So, it's actually two academies, taking classes at Kamar-Taj during the day, and having to come to the Dream Academy to study at night?!" Little Bruce felt a bit absurd and said: "How do the students here survive? Will they really not be exhausted to death?!"

"The knowledge you learn here will not be completely remembered, it will only be integrated into the subconscious, accelerating your ability to understand them when you encounter them again. I will explain the details later. The physics class taught by Stark himself is about to start. You will regret it if you miss it."

Little Bruce snorted. Although he still walked toward the classroom, he whispered: "No teacher's class can be so wonderful that I would regret it."

About half an hour later, little Bruce "whooshed" to Stark's side, blocked his impending departure, and said: "Wait a minute, Professor Stark! You mentioned the effect of the combination of magic energy and the Arc Reactor at the end of the course. Can I understand it this way..."

Before little Bruce could finish, Stark sized him up and down. When he saw his appearance and eyes, he immediately widened his eyes and said: "Bruce Wei En?! What is your relationship with Bruce Wei En? Are you his illegitimate child?"

"Do you know Bruce Wei En?"

"Yes, we two... are friends. Actually, he is a friend of my friend. What's going on? How did you get here? He didn't say let me help him bring children!"

Little Bruce waved his hand impatiently. He didn't want to explain the illegitimate child problem anymore. He said: "The effect of the Arc Reactor and magic combination..."

"That was just something I mentioned casually. This is not the content you should learn now. You have to lay a foundation first..."

"I laid the foundation long ago." Little Bruce looked at Stark seriously and said: "And I don't think you have anything deeper to talk about."

Stark widened his eyes, gasped, and said while rolling up his sleeves: "Your father wouldn't have educated you like this, right? Didn't he tell you what amazing wisdom the great Stark has?... Alright, since that's the case, I have to teach you personally!"

Early the next morning, little Bruce was shaken awake by Barry. Barry's hand kept waving in front of his eyes, grabbing his shoulder somewhat anxiously, and said: "Wake up! The senior who called for early morning left ten minutes ago. If you don't wake up, we're going to be late!"

When little Bruce sat up and Barry saw his face, he shouted in surprise: "My God, what's wrong with you? Why is your complexion so bad?"

Little Bruce was still not very clear-headed. He said somewhat blankly: "No, it's nothing, my brain received too much information, now its... uh, its system is running poorly."

"No way? I only remember that I had a dream about going to school last night. It's not strange to think about it during the day and dream about it at night, right? Alright, get up quickly, we're really going to be late."

Barry almost dragged little Bruce out of bed, and pushed him into the washroom. Fortunately, little Bruce was slightly clearer after washing up. Although he was still slow to react, he could at least walk by himself.

Barry dragged him to the cafeteria in a hurry. When they arrived at the cafeteria, it was already crowded.

Barry saw a familiar figure in the crowd, so he waved and shouted: "Shilila! Shilila!"

The Indian girl turned to look at them and walked over slowly. Barry stared at the big dark circles under her eyes and said: "What's wrong with you one by one? You didn't sleep all night, did you?"

"Almost." Shilila nodded. Her eyebrows were full of worry, her light brown eyes darted left and right, she pulled Barry's arm and pulled him to a place with fewer people, and then said.

"An accident broke out in the fourth grade last night. Someone had a mental breakdown and used a wand indiscriminately to hurt a student. You'd better be careful."

Barry's heart was immediately gripped. He didn't care about Shilila and immediately looked into the crowd, wanting to find Harley's figure. At this time, Harley was walking into the cafeteria door with Helen.

"Did you see the student who was dragged away?" Helen asked in a low voice: "That accident was close enough to our dormitory."

Harley frowned tightly and said: "I think he's crazy. This is not scolding him, he has fallen into madness."

"How do you know?"

Harley took a deep breath and said.

"No one in this universe knows madness better than me."