476 [Sponsored] Chapter 473: As long as Fang Mo's happy

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Given your legs are intact, you don't quite match the heroic title of 'Wheelchair Hero.'

Fang Mo cheerfully pulled out a giant's hammer from behind: "So, I can help you break your legs, then you'll truly be the 'Wheelchair Hero.'"

"I'm sorry, but I've never acknowledged the title 'Wheelchair Hero.'"

Strange flatly refused: "And to be honest, I think mocking someone's physical disabilities for fun is highly immoral."

"Restricting someone solely with morals is foolish, because not everyone follows them."

Fang Mo was not angry; instead, he cheerfully spread his hands and said: "I've understood something very early on, merely scolding someone is useless, you have to hit them."

Yes, his words were not false.

After all, this was something Fang Mo had experienced personally.

His hometown was in the province known for its dowry traditions. As a child, he didn't think much of it, but after growing up and having a girlfriend, things didn't go well, so they broke up.

Later, when he went to work out of town, he got into an argument with a colleague.

This colleague was always unpleasant, sarcastic, and lewd, not to mention always looking for petty gains. One day, he almost spat on Fang Mo's shoes. Fang Mo tried to reason with him, but to no avail. Instead, he was met with the phrase, "Have you saved enough for a dowry?" followed by a classic curse.

At that time, Fang Mo's mother had just recovered from a serious illness, and he couldn't hold back anymore. He grabbed the colleague and beat him all the way from the office to the bathroom, almost knocking the shit out of him.

Several colleagues tried to persuade Fang Mo to stop, mentioning the cost of compensation, but in his rage, Fang Mo roared back that he could pay with the dowry if necessary, even if it killed the colleague. Unexpectedly, after this incident, the colleague became unexpectedly well-behaved.

Of course, compensation was later paid, but the colleague didn't dare to ask for too much.

Later, when Fang Mo heard others talk about this incident, they said the colleague thought Fang Mo was crazy and feared provoking him into a fight, so he backed down.

This proved that only strength is the ultimate argument.

Power, wealth, or anything else that can shut others up works just as well.

Everyone says Confucius persuaded people with virtue, but little do they know Confucius was nine feet six inches tall, with a fearsome presence, and traveled among states for fourteen years without encountering danger.

This height translates to more than two meters, and his fearsome presence was capable of driving away evil spirits. Even the heavy city gates could be pried open by Confucius himself, indeed showing that his presence could change the world, and it was clear that he didn't rely solely on his words.

"To hear the Dao in the morning and die in the evening would be enough?"

"To find the path to your house in the morning, means you could be dead by evening!"

Indeed, persuading with virtue is true, but you must be strong enough for others to sit down and listen to reason.

"..."

After hearing Fang Mo's words, Strange fell silent for a moment before he couldn't help saying, "I understand the principle, but I indeed can't beat you right now."

"Hey, I was just joking with friends."

Fang Mo patted Strange on the shoulder, smiling: "All in good fun... Does that make me unethical? What I said earlier was just joking around, we're all buddies, don't take it too seriously."

It must be said, Strange felt a lot better after hearing Fang Mo's explanation.

After all these experiences, he could see that the other party did indeed heal his arm and even gifted him a flying magical wheelchair, a seemingly very precious item. So perhaps the other party really was just fond of joking, and was sincere with friends.

"I..."

With this in mind, Strange also planned to say something to Fang Mo.

Before he could even speak, Fang Mo on this side cheaply started speaking again, "Hehe, the main reason is that you're not familiar with me yet... Once you're familiar with me, you'll know. In the entire multiverse, I dare to claim the second most unscrupulous, only Deadpool Wade would dare to claim the first."

"What?"

Doctor Strange was stunned.

"I've tricked Caucasians at traffic lights and Africans in the fields."

Fang Mo said with a proud smile, "I've caught non-Africans, boasted, cut tumors, gathered Jews, but the most extreme thing was organizing a group to kill a son's own father... That was a living planet."

Doctor Strange fell silent again after listening.

"Is it somewhat impolite to rap in front of us?" Nick Fury, hearing this, directly made a comment, "How did you come up with so many unscrupulous and rhyming words all at once?"

"Don't worry, you'll have your chance."

Fang Mo turned around, smiling, and patted Nick Fury on the shoulder, "On the day of the Ancient One's head seven, rap a segment at Kamar-Taj in front of them, letting those Eastern sorcerers also witness the uniqueness of our American culture."

"Just rapping a segment is enough?"

Nick Fury calmly said, "I thought you wanted me to perform a shooting, drug use, police shooting thieves, as well as African-American, gay, animal rights, vegetarian protests."

"Hahahaha."

Fang Mo burst into laughter, "That's so you."

However, unlike Fang Mo's happiness, Doctor Strange was stunned after listening, and soon he couldn't help but say with a hand on his forehead, "Wait... let's not perform these embarrassing traits, shall we?"

"My friend, you don't understand yet."

Nick Fury turned to look at Doctor Strange, then sighed profoundly, "His happiness is more important than anything."

"Huh?"

Doctor Strange was stunned again, then looked at Nick Fury and then at Fang Mo, "What are you talking about?"

"You can think of me as a priest serving the gods."

Nick Fury, after all, is the head of the agents, and his ability to react on the spot is truly amazing. Before the others could voice their question, he instantly responded, interrupting, "But the god I serve is both a creator and a destroyer, so making him happy becomes very important. Do you understand now?"

"Okay."

Doctor Strange finally understood, nodding his head, "It seems you also have it tough."

"It's not just me, it's us."

Nick Fury said, "In fact... the entire Avengers is like this, so we really need new teammates like you."

"Sorry, I'm not interested in this."

Doctor Strange declined without a second thought, "I just promised a friend to become the Sorcerer Supreme and can't serve another organization."

"We never serve anyone."

Nick Fury explained, "The Avengers have always been committed to protecting the safety of the Earth, which seems to align with your mission. After we become allies, we can join forces to carry out this mission."

"But you didn't take action today, did you?"

Strange spread his hands and said, "I indeed have no plans to join any other organizations at the moment. In fact, I have many matters to attend to myself…"

"Our faction includes alien god, genius scientists, and super soldiers, who can offer you convenience in many ways, especially in high technology, which is not the forte of sorcerers," Nick Fury did not seem to give up and continued, "And most importantly, we can help you share the torment that comes from him."

At this point, Nick Fury gestured towards Fang Mo, who was watching the drama unfold.

"…Huh?"

Seeing this, Fang Mo immediately protested: "Hey, what does this have to do with me?"

However, to Fang Mo's surprise, Strange, who had been refusing all along, seemed to be somewhat moved after hearing this and looked up at Nick Fury after a moment's thought.

"Okay, deal."

Strange reached out his hand directly: "My name is Strange, but I do not like the title of sorcerer; you can call me… um, Doctor Strange."

"Alright."

Nick Fury shook hands with him directly: "Doctor, welcome to the Avengers."

"Thank you."

Strange nodded.

After Strange agreed to join the Avengers, the two sides became allies, and Nick Fury also had a brief conversation with him.

They mainly discussed the aftermath.

Strange said he had used time magic to deal with the nuclear bombs and radioactive dust, but because two demon gods had fought here, the collision of different dimensions made the fabric of time and space very weak, so his time magic could hardly affect the citizens of New York.

This meant that the majority of the citizens remembered what had happened before.

They remembered that two nuclear bombs had been dropped here, they remembered the words spoken by Sargeras, and most importantly, they remembered their hatred towards those politicians.

Nick Fury was actually very troubled by this as well.

Although he didn't want to come forward anymore, if this issue was not handled properly, public opinion could ferment to a terrifying degree, so he had no choice but to personally confront the President of the United States.

After all, although Strange mastered many spells, he was still just a sorcerer and was unfamiliar with the nauseating political games in Congress.

In short, they quickly discussed and agreed on a plan for the aftermath.

Nick Fury would personally deal with those damned politicians.

Although Fang Mo's self-directed drama with Sargeras indeed scared many people and caused a lot of trouble, to be honest, it was indeed a very advantageous bargaining chip for the Avengers.

At least the politicians had seen it with their own eyes.

Without the Avengers, no one could stop these threats that could destroy the world.

The task of repairing the sanctum's barriers was undoubtedly assigned to the current Sorcerer Supreme, Doctor Strange. He needed to rebuild the sanctums on one hand, and on the other, he needed to find a way to reinforce the barriers of these three sanctums with new magic, ensuring no one could easily break them again.

Whether it was convincing Congress or finding a way to reinforce the barriers of the three sanctums, both were undoubtedly very time-consuming tasks.

But Fang Mo only gave them six days each.

Of course, his reasoning was very simple and straightforward: no one was allowed to miss the seventh day of the elderly's death.

For this matter, he even planned to make a special trip to Ego, intending to gather everyone including pets, natives, Avengers, characters from other worlds, and even the Ancient One, and then find a place to rehearse a few times temporarily.