When Ryan walked out of the laboratory, Norman Osborne and Dr. Connors were almost squeezing together, measuring the clear water with various instruments.

But all this was futile. The magic of the ice crystal snowflakes had long dissipated in the air. If this could be discovered, the magic would not be so simple.

The magic power carried by the ice field was slow to dissipate due to various reasons, so it was measured.

As for whether they would find out that Snow Rabbit’s DNA is an alien creature, it’s not about Ryan’s business. Anyway, magic creatures will always be more special.

Gwen, who came back in high heels, happened to see Ryan, so he went up to meet him: "Mr. Quill, your work card has just been completed. The Human Resources Department wants to ask you to fill in your bank account to facilitate the payment of wages and benefits."

"Thank you for your reminder, I'll collect it in the afternoon."

Ryan responded politely, but he was secretly upset in his heart.

There is no relevant proof of Arthur Quill's identity, let alone a bank account. You can't fill in the real account yourself, it's simply a werewolf who exploded his identity.

If you can give a check from the financial side, you need to sign it, and it will be very convenient if you fake it and collect it.

It was a bit hasty when setting up a vest, and the relevant ID did not match the account. Now Ryan plans to postpone it and go to the black market to get a fake account first.

As an advisor to the magic project team, he can not only enter and exit the Osborne Building freely, but also earn $50,000 a month. I have to say that Norman and others are very good at being human.

They thought Ryan was a mercenary for money, so he paid such a high salary.

Ordinary employees are not worth the price.

Although Gwen Stacy was very curious about what Ryan's identity was, she also wanted to know why the doctor suddenly stopped researching reptiles and turned to studying ordinary water.

He is obviously about the same age as himself, but he looks more tough and heroic, not like a man with an ivory tower at all. Rather than being a scientific researcher, he is more like a rugby player who is popular in college.

...

Ryan felt that he was born a hard-working life. After coming out of Osborne Building, he walked straight to Blick Street in Manhattan without a break.

He knew that it was the location of the New York Temple and had always been afraid to contact and worried that his existence would be discovered.

But now, my mentality is very calm and I even plan to fall into the trap.

If Master Ancient One was in New York, he would have noticed the changes in time and space. His caution could only be hidden from ordinary people, and he could not hide from Ancient One who possessed the time gem.

If she wasn't in New York, it would be even better. She would come into contact with the famous Temple of the Mage in the Marvel World to see if she could get some common sense about the magic world or even exchange some materials.

Kama Taj is a righteous force. If you visit, you will be ignored at most and your life should be safe.

Ryan really doesn't want to work behind closed doors, but wants to communicate with people.

Walking along the street, Ryan didn't see anything related to magic. This No. 177A location is simply a tattoo shop and restaurant.

"The address is right, why can't you find it? Did you remember it wrong?"

He was a little confused. The address was written down by him when he was watching the movie, and Loki and Thor were looking for Doctor Who.

Suddenly, a thought passed by my mind.

Kama Taj is very good at spells like mirror worlds, so the New York Temple is likely to be hidden in the mirror world, otherwise he will be harassed by ordinary people all day long and will not be purified at all.

This is like the formations that distinguish cultivators and mortals in many fairy tales novels.

After Ryan thought it through, he began to exude consciousness and feel the magic fluctuations nearby.

Sure enough, there was a golden gate in a place that the human body could not see at all. This gate exuded a strong magical atmosphere, as if it was a guiding light!

Anyone who knows magic can find it by calming down, without any hiding, and showing it openly. This is the confidence of the top forces.

For those on Earth who do not know magic, even if they frequently pass through the golden gate, they will not feel the specialness here.

Without hesitation, he had already made all his mental preparations before, and Ryan stepped into the door directly, and then found that he seemed to have come to another space!

The magnificent European-style castle appeared in front of Ryan. The castle had a magic cover on it that protected the temple 24 hours a day. The various magic elements nearby were extremely active, and it was simply a holy place for cultivation.

Just as he stepped on the steps and was about to knock on the door with his hands, a strong black man in a monk's robe appeared in front of Ryan.

"Mr. Quill, Master Ancient One is invited."

Without any greetings or introductions, the other party already knew Ryan's identity, which shows that his every move was observed by others.

If the other party is malicious, he will definitely not even have a chance to escape, so Ryan simply takes it almost: "Thank you, who are you?"

The strong black man ignored Ryan and walked forward. In front of the hall was a row of spectacular stairs, and the ancient wizard wearing a yellow hooded robe stood there with a mysterious smile on his face.

"Thank you, Master Daniel, I'll just talk to him for a few words. Thank you for your hard work." Gu Yi was more polite to this strong man.

From the name, Ryan probably guessed the identity of this person, and guessed that he should be Master Daniel Drum, the guardian of the Temple in New York.

It is also a great honor to actually let a guardian lead the way for him.

But Ryan didn't know how to speak. What secrets did he know by Master Ancient One?

"We're meeting again." Gu Yi suddenly spoke.

The words made Ryan a little confused.

"Sorry, have we seen it before?"

Ryan dared to swear that he had never met Gu Yi before. If he had met him, there would be no need to be so cautious.

Gu nodded, "I have seen you many times in the rest of the timeline. At the same time, I have been paying attention to you, including when you come back from Jotunheim, and I have to help you fix the folds of time."

The young man in front of him is very weak, but his growth potential is great. Gu Yi said to himself: "I have seen countless futures in you. You are favored by the goddess of death. I hope you can become stronger as soon as possible."

Ryan was afraid that such a silly thing would not be clear at all if he had something to say.

"I have the favor of the goddess of death?"

"Maybe you don't understand now that you are like the messenger of the goddess of death, and will spread death and bring an end to the lives of the universe."

After thinking for a while, Ryan understood.

The ancient mage is not omniscient and omnipotent. The other party seems to regard his ability to kill monsters and upgrade as the favor of the goddess of death. After all, killing a creature can become stronger, which is indeed a bit like the goddess's priesthood.

The goddess of death here does not refer to Hela, but is one of the creation gods of the Marvel Universe. It can kill or resurrect almost all creatures in the universe.

Since the other party knew his ability but had no intention of stopping it, Ryan started to move carefully.

"Actually, my purpose in coming to the Temple in New York is very simple. I just want to ask the founder to help create a long sword..."

Ryan said in a showdown that the long sword created by humans is definitely not good at being tough and sharp. A qualified long sword can greatly enhance his strength.

Almost every temple has magical tools, most of which are created by themselves.

He doesn't expect to create artifact-level weapons and equipment, but he just hopes that it's not bad and can enchant that kind.

Ryan didn't even know the magician before, let alone the founder, so he took the courage to come to the New York Temple to seek a deal.

He was not afraid that the founder would offer too high prices, but he was afraid that he would not even have a chance to speak.

While the ancient 1st mage was still there, Ryan took the initiative to say: "I provide the raw materials myself, and the remaining materials are all considered as the reward of the founder."
Chapter completed!