Dr. Abraham Erskine looked at Wang Yan as if he were a fool.
Although all the countries in the world claimed to be righteous and peace-loving, anyone with a clear mind knew those were just excuses.
The peace they desired was the peace that came after their victory.
But Wang Yan seemed to be envisioning a world that was…
A true Eden for all humanity?
Absolute understanding, absolute justice, absolute equality…
Even Jesus wouldn’t dare say such things.
Wang Yan read Dr. Erskine’s shallow thoughts and said decisively, “The Super Soldier Project will be temporarily shelved.”
His words brooked no argument.
Dr. Erskine felt unwilling to comply. The Super Soldier Project was his life’s work, his child!
Scientific achievements to a scientist are like literary works to a writer.
It was impossible for him to just abandon it!
However, Wang Yan didn’t pay him any mind and continued speaking to himself, “Here are new plans and technical support materials. You’ll be leading this work. Do it well, and don’t disappoint me.”
With that, Wang Yan patted him on the shoulder.
The old German biochemist wanted to slap himself.
Just a few words of reassurance and a pat on the shoulder from this guy, and he felt flattered!
Wasn’t this pathetic?
Dr. Erskine wanted to say something more but found that Wang Yan had already left the research lab.
Feeling empty inside, he casually flipped through the materials Wang Yan had given him, and his pupils shrank, his breathing becoming heavy.
“This technology is at least two hundred years ahead of its time!”
With this technical material and ample funding, the Eden-like future depicted by Wang Yan might really be achievable!
In an instant, he cast aside the Super Soldier Project.
Indeed, the Super Soldier Project was like his child.
But during medieval Europe, some parents drowned their deformed children.
Besides, he was only temporarily shelving the project.
“Yes… temporarily.”
Dr. Erskine lied to himself.
…
As soon as Wang Yan stepped out of the research lab, a calm and measured voice sounded in his ear.
“Mr. Wang, if you have time, perhaps you could visit Kamar-Taj.”
This was the voice of the Sorcerer Supreme, the Ancient One.
Wang Yan chuckled, “No time like the present.”
Judging by Minato Namikaze’s progress, Steve Rogers had just submitted his enlistment application. There was still some time before he entered the army.
With nothing else to do, Wang Yan wanted to meet the five-hundred-year-old true guardian of Earth.
He took a step forward, his body dissolving into countless imperceptible particles.
Soon, he crossed dimensions and arrived at the borders of China, Bhutan, Sikkim, Nepal, and India.
Wang Yan followed the Ancient One’s message straight to the secret land of Kamar-Taj.
He soon reached his destination.
Kamar-Taj was originally a desolate village. As the Ancient One rose in power, it gradually became a holy place for cultivation.
“Please, come in.”
Two young Chinese men respectfully welcomed Wang Yan inside, offering tea and water with perfect manners.
Wang Yan finally met the real Ancient One.
He looked at her unabashedly and spoke lightly, “I expected an old wizard like Gandalf or Dumbledore, but you’re so young and beautiful.”
“Should I call you Miss Yao or Sorcerer Supreme?”
The Ancient One was a bald woman with the surname Yao.
She appeared to be in her twenties, with jade-like skin and radiant eyes, clearly possessing remarkable mental prowess.
Her features were exquisite, her demeanor elegant, with the classic looks of a Chinese woman, far more beautiful than the actress who played her in the movies.
“Mr. Wang, you flatter me. Just call me by my name.”
The Ancient One spoke gently and got straight to the point, “I invited you here to ask, what is it you truly want to do?”
She had noticed the world’s energy fluctuating violently over the past few days.
This disturbance was far greater than what HYDRA or the Nazis could cause.
And at the root of this disturbance was the young man before her.
As Earth’s guardian, the Ancient One usually dealt with threats from other dimensions, such as Dormammu.
Against such opponents, internal conflicts on Earth were often trivial to her.
The reason she invited Wang Yan was because she saw potential in him and wanted to guide him onto the right path.
But upon meeting Wang Yan, the Sorcerer Supreme suddenly realized…
She might have overstepped.
This “young man” before her had a profound background and boundless power, unfathomable.
Even with the Eye of Agamotto’s time reversal and future prediction abilities, she might not be his match!
Such a person was rare, even in the vast universe.
So, facing Wang Yan, her attitude was very proper.
“What I want is simple.”
Wang Yan looked at her with a half-smile, “World peace.”
“I want to create a human paradise without war—where there is no distinction between rich and poor, everyone is equal, and no matter the wealth, at least all people are equal in dignity and personality.”
“……”
The Ancient One was silent.
She didn’t expect such a response.
She could understand if Wang Yan wanted power, wealth, fame, or strength.
But such an answer…
A simple dreamer?
Perhaps that was the only explanation.
“However, before that, Earth will face many calamities.”
Wang Yan changed the subject, “Within a year, humanity’s first catastrophe will arrive.”
These words made the Sorcerer Supreme frown slightly. She didn’t know about this.
“Don’t overthink it. Confirming it is simple. Don’t you have the Time Stone? Use it to observe the future a bit, and you’ll see.”
Wang Yan said softly.
“The Time Stone… the Eye of Agamotto?”
The Ancient One followed his suggestion, using the Time Stone to explore the future.
After a while.
Her face turned pale, and her usually calm amber eyes showed ripples.
This sorcerer, who could turn invisible, project energy, phase through objects, create illusions, fly, hypnotize, perform alchemy, use telekinesis, teleport, and summon, was also shocked by the brutal future she saw.
She knew the future constantly changed.
She had once seen herself, decades later, being stabbed by a colorless energy blade from Dormammu.
But a few days ago, that future vanished.
Similarly, in the terrifying crisis set to arrive in a year, there was still a glimmer of hope.
And that hope…
Was Wang Yan.
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