Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1001 It’s the thousandth chapter, please give me rewards and monthly tickets! ! ! !

The clues seemed to have grown legs of their own, leading him step by step to the basketball court under the overpass.

It was a sunny afternoon, and the laughter on the basketball court formed a sharp contrast with the heaviness in Strange's heart.

He finally found his former patient in the crowd, a young man with a bright smile and full of energy.

After some conversation, Strange learned that all these changes came from a mysterious place called "Kamar-Taj". It is said that there is ancient wisdom and power hidden there that can cure all diseases and pains in the world.

Hearing this, Strange's heart was ignited with an unprecedented fire of hope. He decided without hesitation that no matter how far and difficult the journey was, he would find Kamar-Taj and grab this last straw.

He sold all the properties that could be sold, only enough to buy an economy class ticket to Nepal. At the moment the plane took off, Strange seemed to see the dawn of his rebirth.

Nepal, a country located at the southern foot of the Himalayas, is world-famous for its mysterious culture and magnificent natural scenery.

However, for Strange, this is just the way to Kamar-Taj. As soon as he got off the plane, he faced his first challenge - how to get to the mysterious place hidden in a remote town.

Fortunately, he found a hand tractor not far from the airport exit, which was pulling a few bricks behind it, making it particularly eye-catching.

The driver of the tractor was a middle-aged man with deep and calm eyes, as if he could see through the essence of all things in the world.

Strange went forward to ask, but unexpectedly, the man not only did not ask for an exorbitant price, but let him get in the car without saying a word and drove towards the town on a bumpy ride.

On the way, the man occasionally looked up into the distance, as if he was recalling the past years, and as if foreshadowing the unknown journey that Strange was about to face.

After several hours of bumpy ride, Strange finally arrived at the legendary town. His skeleton seemed to be reassembled, the pain was unbearable, but his faith became stronger.

He began to ask around for news about Kamar-Taj. The residents of the town looked at this outsider with curiosity, but most of them just shook their heads to indicate that they didn't know.

Just when Strange was feeling a little desperate, he walked into a narrow alley, and suddenly, four burly men blocked his way.

There was unmistakable malice in their eyes, and it was obvious that they were planning to carry out an "ancient profession" here - robbery.

Strange's heart tightened, but he quickly calmed down and decided to use his wisdom and experience to deal with these four people.

He first pretended to be submissive, trying to lower the other party's vigilance, while secretly observing the surrounding environment, looking for opportunities to counterattack.

However, these four strong men were obviously not ordinary people. They were experienced and quickly saw through Strange's plan. A fierce fight ensued. Although Strange tried his best, he was beaten by the opponent because his body had not yet fully recovered. He could only curl up on the ground and watch his belongings being robbed one by one.

Just when he was about to give up struggling and was ready to accept fate's trick again, a black man in a robe suddenly appeared in his sight like a god sent from heaven.

The black man was very agile and beat the four hooligans in just a few moves, forcing them to flee. Strange looked up in surprise, his eyes full of gratitude and awe.

"Are you OK?"

The black man asked in fluent and slightly magnetic English.

Strange struggled to stand up from the dust, brushed off the dust on his body, nodded, his eyes full of gratitude.

"Thank you. My name is Strange. I'm from America... um, to be more precise, the 41st District of the Illuminati. I'm... I'm looking for a place called Kamar-Taj. I heard that there is a mysterious power there that can heal my injuries."

Hearing this, the black man curled up a faint smile and an imperceptible light flashed in his eyes, as if he felt both sympathy and understanding for Strange's experience.

"My name is Mordo, and I'm a mage at Kamar-Taj."

A strong hope suddenly surged in Strange's heart. Kamar-Taj, this legendary miracle place, not only has the hope of healing his injuries, but also rescued him at the most critical moment! He carefully looked at Mordo in front of him, and saw that he was tall, with a healthy dark brown skin, a firm face, and an indescribable wisdom and strength in his eyes. This is undoubtedly a righteous person, and he looks like a very politically correct and trustworthy partner.

So, Strange first sincerely thanked Mordo for saving his life, and then couldn't wait to reveal that he was looking for Kamar-Taj. Although Mordo had always looked indifferent, a subtle warmth flashed in his eyes. He nodded slightly, motioning Strange to follow, and then took big strides and walked towards Kamar-Taj.

Strange followed closely behind Mordo, full of anticipation and curiosity. In his imagination, Kamar-Taj should be a mysterious place with towering towers, magnificent palaces, and mysterious wizards in robes holding magic wands. However, as they got closer, Strange found that the scene before him was very different from what he had imagined.

They came to a seemingly ordinary neighborhood, surrounded by some dilapidated houses and narrow streets. Just when Strange was a little confused, he saw several ascetics sitting cross-legged on mats, holding rosaries in their hands and covered in white ash. They closed their eyes and concentrated, as if communicating with some power between heaven and earth. Strange instinctively wanted to turn over there, but Mordo led him to the opposite side.

"Are you sure it's here?" Strange asked hesitantly, pointing in the direction of the ascetics. "That place should be more like... Kamar-Taj, right?" There was a hint of uncertainty and doubt in his tone.

Mordo smiled slightly, a smile that was small but full of meaning. "I once asked the same question," he said. "I wasn't very polite at the time, but I can give you a piece of advice: forget all the common sense you think you know."

Strange was stunned when he heard this. He blinked and tried to understand the meaning of Mordo's words.

"Will doing this... help me integrate here quickly?" he asked tentatively.

(End of this chapter)