After Richard left Battleship No. 2 with the Demon Group, he arrived at the New York Sanctum, knocking on the door.
"Master, I'm here to return the Stone."
Creak!
The door opened.
Mordo stood behind the door, his expression calm, and handed out a note.
"Demon King, this is what Master left for you."
"Keep it with you for now. If possible, do not use the Time Stone to peek into the future."
"Do not deliberately search for the Power Stone in this Universe; it will appear before you on its own."
Richard was somewhat puzzled.
Did Master see something with the Time Stone before?
Do not peek into the future.
Do not search for the Stone.
"Did Master say anything else?" Richard asked Mordo.
"No, Master also left this for you."
Mordo brought out a book as tall as half a person from behind the door and handed it to Richard.
"What kind of magic book is this?" Richard opened it curiously.
"There are several approaches to teleportation combining Space and Time Magic."
"Discussion on the energy source and protective mechanism of magic shields."
"Constructing complex scenes in the Mirror Dimension."
… … …
Richard's eye twitched.
magic homework?
"Did you get the wrong one?"
Mordo shook his head and said, "No mistake, Master personally gave this to me and said, no matter how much you write, please hand it in a month from now."
"…"
Richard slammed the magic homework shut.
"What if I don't write it?"
"Master didn't say you had to finish it; you can also hand it to me now."
Mordo extended his hand.
"…I didn't say I wouldn't write it."
Richard wasn't a child; he knew understanding these things would benefit him, and looking at the words on it, they were all handwritten.
Richard left in a bad mood.
He came to return the Stone but didn't manage to.
He took a book of homework instead.
Mordo watched Richard leave and closed the main door, then drew a circle with his hand, arriving in an ancient room.
"Master, Mr. Richard has left."
Mordo respectfully bowed to a golden-haired figure in a white dress.
"What was his reaction?"
"He was a bit reluctant, but he still took the book. Aren't we being a bit too hard on him…?"
"Heh heh, this is not being hard; according to him, this is necessary learning in life.
You've worked hard during this time; this is for you."
A silver Sling Ring floated before Mordo.
"Master, this is…?"
Mordo took it with some surprise; it even had black patterns.
"I made all those metals into Sling Rings. You try it yourself to see if it's easy to use. You may go now."
"Yes, Master."
Mordo put it on. He had barely drawn half a circle when a portal appeared.
It was very stable, and the casting speed was many times faster.
He looked at the Sling Ring on his hand in shock.
— — —
Richard returned to the Villa speechless, looking at this homework.
So much.
He didn't want to write it, but he had already brought it back.
So he could only…
"Venom, are you there? I want to play cosplay."
A somewhat groggy voice, as if just waking up, sounded in his mind: "Hmm? Cosplay? Okay, what character do you want to experience this time, Yukino or Yakumo Yukari?"
"This time, cosplay Richard and help me with my homework."
"Homework? What kind of pla… Get lost, write it yourself."
Venom looked at the magic homework in front of Richard and understood everything.
"No, I get annoyed just looking at these, and there's so much; I'll be exhausted to Death."
Richard.
Venom sighed helplessly, emerged from Richard's body, picked up the magic homework, and began to flip through it.
Good heavens, it was also enchanted with space expansion.
It looked only three fingers thick, but it contained tens of thousands of pages.
No wonder Richard looked like this.
"Then why did you take it? Couldn't you have just refused?"
"I'm sorry, Master helped me in various ways, gave me all sorts of green lights, and the Time Stone is also with me. Besides, writing this homework can deepen my understanding of magic; there are only benefits and no drawbacks."
Although Richard could finish it all in a few minutes using the Speed Force, for him, time still flowed normally.
A few minutes for him felt like several years had passed.
Venom understood; he was just bored writing homework alone and complaining.
"Then I'll keep you company."
Venom came and sat opposite Richard, his clothes, body shape, and hairstyle changing into Yukino's appearance.
He gave Richard a cold glance and said, "Does this give you some motivation?"
"Yes, thank you, Venom."
Richard hugged Venom and rubbed against him.
Then he sat down and began to write his homework with full motivation.
His fingers became a blur.
Venom also casually picked up a magic book and began to read, but his gaze occasionally fell on Richard.
From the child who couldn't sleep all night when he first came to this World.
To the Demon King who now dominates the World.
It felt like a very long time had passed.
But it had only been a little over a year.
There were some changes, but that Richard who feared loneliness…
— — —
After the Battle of New York, many changes emerged.
First, the Mutant community saw a significant improvement in public perception.
Many Mutants even gained numerous fans; if anyone tried to slander them, their fans would be the first to object.
Some Mutants chose to enter the film and television industry.
Especially Bobby, who was hounded by a mother and daughter.
Magneto was the same; although his reputation was notorious in the past, his free construction of houses for New York City residents this time greatly improved people's perception of him.
Every day, news reports on television covered the Battle, the contributions of Mutants, the Demon Group's turning the tide, and so on.
Many Mutants had already come to the Demon Group to sign up and join.
Of course, the most important reason for all this was that leaders of various countries knew about the existence of the alien crisis.
Earth needed the power of Mutants, and the more, the better.
Everything was developing in a positive direction.
The land beneath the spaceship previously abandoned in the ruins had been purchased by the Demon Group and remained untouched there, surrounded by a structure built by the Military, with soldiers patrolling daily.
However, there were still fearless individuals who infiltrated, attempting to investigate the situation and steal things.
There was even a protest once.
They declared that this was the property of all humanity and should not be controlled by one country or even the Demon King, demanding that it be shared with the entire World.
Unfortunately, their will was not harder than bullets.
That day, the Death toll was 2421, and the injured numbered 638.
Since then, no one dared to speak up again.
Even reporters, like hyenas, kept silent, as if blind.
However, the Demon King had not appeared.
Outside, rumors circulated that the Demon King had died from severe injuries, but according to an unnamed recycling station worker, the trash cans downstairs at the Demon Group building had hundreds of empty bottles of "Limb Regeneration Potion" daily.
The outside World received a piece of news:
The Demon King was not dead, but severely injured and kept alive by potions.
Undercurrents surged across the World.
But they still dared not act rashly.
Soon after, two factions emerged within the Demon Group.
The New King Faction led by Tom.
The Demon King Faction led by Frank.
They went to war.
Some suspected it was fake.
But the smashed bodies and severed heads couldn't possibly be fake.
For a time, countless people stirred.
Was the Demon King truly severely injured? This was an excellent opportunity, as long as this news was confirmed.
The Demon Group, this big cake, could allow everyone to eat until they were full.
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