Chapter: 214

To deal with these thugs, Mark didn't resort to using his fists to make them feel the iron fist of justice. To say that these people were extremely wicked would be an exaggeration. Although they engaged in robbing tourists, their threatening lines indicated that they were only after money, not lives.

So when Mark said he would give them a profound lesson, it certainly didn't mean he would physically harm them. If he only let them experience physical pain, it wouldn't have much educational impact, let alone a profound lesson.

However, Mark had his methods. If he couldn't deliver what he said, wouldn't he be making a fool of himself?

Suddenly, in Mark's originally empty hand, a bottle of spray appeared with a flip, seemingly containing some unknown substance.

But this wasn't a magic performance; it was a new function Mark added to the nanobots. After shrinking with Pym particles, although Mark didn't appear to be carrying any luggage, everything he needed was already "stored" on him.

And the bottle of spray in Mark's hand was inspired by the fear gas developed by Scarecrow, one of Batman's arch-enemies in DC Comics. It was a hallucinogenic gas created to induce illusions.

Compared to fear gas, which made people see their greatest fears, the hallucinogenic gas had a more diverse effect.

However, since it was an invention named after a fear gas, it indicated that it indeed had fear properties. The purpose of the hallucinogenic gas was to make the person who inhaled it see different illusions guided by the external environment.

This meant that depending on the guidance imposed by Mark, the affected individuals might see the most wonderful fairyland or the most terrifying hell.

As for these thugs, Mark wanted to show them what their hometown would look like once it lost all its tourists. This sight would undoubtedly leave a profound impression on them...

Ssssh...

Without any hesitation, faced with the thugs who were momentarily stunned by his sudden display of hallucinogenic gas, Mark pressed the nozzle directly, allowing the gas to enter their bodies as they breathed, and waited for it to take effect.

They didn't have to wait long. The thugs were initially infuriated by Mark's actions and cursed at him; then, as they inhaled the gas and were irritated by its pungent smell, they coughed intensely for a few moments. And then... there was no "and then" anymore.

Several people stood in front of Mark like soulless beings, their eyes vacant.

"The effect is decent, but it took a bit longer than I expected to take effect. However, in order to ensure safety, the concentration of this batch was diluted, so it's understandable that it takes longer to work."

Mark looked at the individuals who were now under the control of the hallucinogenic gas and walked beside them, injecting their hallucinations with meaning. He was simply objectively describing the economic impact that the loss of tourism could have on Kathmandu.

Under the influence of the hallucinogenic gas, the thugs' consciousness kept conjuring up various horrifying scenes, even including scenes of cannibalism.

Although their consciousness was under the control of the gas, their bodies still reacted to the changes in their emotions. The most apparent response was that tears started streaming down their faces, clearly shaken by everything they saw in their hallucinations.

At this point, Mark knew he had achieved his goal. He had given them a profound lesson, and he believed that they would be able to reform and start anew.

Stop continuing the guidance of the hallucinations, Mark had done a good deed today by saving these lost young individuals. He checked the time and realized that the effects of the gas would last for a dozen seconds or so. Rather than waiting for them to regain consciousness, Mark turned and left, heading towards the entrance of Kamar-Taj not far away.

The entrance appeared plain and unremarkable. Even without the concealment of magic, an ordinary person wouldn't associate it with the magical sanctuary of Kamar-Taj, especially with a magnificent temple opposite it, making it seem even more ordinary.

However, Mark knew that his sensitivity to magic wouldn't deceive him. The magical fluctuations indicated that this was the place he was looking for.

Knock, knock, knock...

Mark politely knocked on the door, and a warm greeting immediately came from inside, "The door isn't locked, please come in!"

As he entered, the sight before him was completely different from the dilapidated entrance. Though not extravagant, the decor had a classical charm, and the clean and tidy space gave the place a solemn atmosphere.

"I didn't expect you to find your way here so quickly. I thought you would need some time to consider," the Ancient One rose from the main seat and welcomed him, "Welcome to Kamar-Taj, Mark."

"I never hesitate when making decisions. As long as I carefully judge that something is beneficial to me, I will complete it without hesitation, just like now."

The Ancient One still wore a faint smile and said, "It seems you are ready to accept your first lesson here in Kamar-Taj. But before that, I must remind you: here, you must abandon everything you previously knew. Only then can you truly learn the essence."

Mark shook his head, "I don't believe there's anything in my previous knowledge that needs to be abandoned. Moreover, I believe that no matter how mysterious something is, there must be scientific theories that can explain it. Instead of abandoning my past, I think I should embrace the new because that's what drives my progress."

Hearing Mark's response, the Ancient One didn't show any signs of annoyance. On the contrary, the smile on their face grew stronger. "Then, you better keep your eyes wide open."

After speaking, the Ancient One extended their right hand and touched Mark's forehead, and Mark controlled himself, neither evading nor resisting.

Under this touch, Mark felt like he had been affected by his own hallucinogenic gas. The surroundings rapidly changed, and he felt as if he had been freed from the constraints of gravity, flying away from the Earth's surface at high speed...

"So, I'm experiencing a treatment similar to Doctor Strange in the original storyline, right?" Mark smiled bitterly but didn't complain. He knew that the Ancient One's actions were not only meant to provide necessary information and deepen his understanding of magic and Kamar-Taj, but also to help establish a connection between his soul and the Vishanti dimension.

If the magic network of the entire universe was like a public network accessible to anyone, then the Vishanti network was a privately built local network. However, this local network was constructed based on an entire dimension and was smaller and more limited in scale than the public network.

Through this authenticated local network, Mark could freely use it for information transmission without worrying about dangerous elements tracing it back to Earth.

At that moment, after going through several scene changes, the voice of the Ancient One resounded in Mark's ear, "The laws governing the world that you once understood, the material universe you were familiar with, are merely protective shells hiding deeper secrets.

At the source of reality, where matter meets spirit, thoughts shape reality. I saw that you had previously used a scientific method to enhance your body's self-healing abilities.

In fact, this is a manifestation of mental influence over matter. It affects your mind and strengthens your physicality...

I have previously warned you that there are many ambitious individuals within the magic network who are ready to strike at any discovered world.

Because the universe we are in is just one of infinite universes. Some worlds are beautiful, full of vitality, while others are evil and filled with slaughter.

In those dark corners, primordial forces loom and plot!"

"In this multiverse, who are you, Mark?"

Buzz! After the Ancient One finished the final question, Mark's consciousness seemed to be dragged by a tremendous force, returning to reality once again.

"Our first lesson ends here. I hope you have gained something satisfactory from it. My disciple, Master Kaecilius, will take you to your room shortly. Your lessons will officially begin tomorrow.

I hope you have arranged your schedule because you will be staying in Kamar-Taj for a while. Rest well tonight as the courses you will face won't be too easy. If you encounter any problems, you can consult Master Kaecilius. He is the most gifted among all my disciples."

After finishing, the Ancient One directly turned and left, leaving only Mark and a white man with a gentle smile and a small braid on his head. He was the talented disciple mentioned by the Ancient One—Master Kaecilius...

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