After they finished eating, Qinuo waved his hand, and chaos magic was unleashed, instantly making all the leftovers on the plates disappear, leaving the plates sparkling clean as they flew themselves to the kitchen.
This magical scene deeply captivated Wanda's gaze; her eyes didn't blink, filled with curiosity and longing.
Qinuo spoke at this moment.
"How about it, isn't it cool?"
"Cool…"
Wanda answered subconsciously.
"Do you want to learn?"
"Yes…"
"Take this darkhold and learn it yourself."
"Huh?"
Wanda hugged the black book, uttering a confused sound. darkhold, it didn't sound like a good name.
"Are you very confused? You can understand that I made a deal with someone; he taught me his magic knowledge, and then I'm to teach it to you.
But I don't have much time to teach you, so learn it yourself first, and if you don't understand, come ask me. Oh, and I need to give you permission."
Qinuo took out Chthon's mark and, just as he pressed it onto Wanda's hand, the mark suddenly opened a magic circle.
Then, colorful light clusters gushed out, and Chthon's voice came from within the magic circle.
"Demon King, these are the original powers of other demon gods. In human terms, they are your tuition fees."
Qinuo looked at the motionless mark, then at those power origins.
"Tuition fees? What violent power."
Pamela gently picked up the red light cluster.
"My dear, you can't be perfunctory now."
Pamela's mouth curved upwards, her eyes gleaming with a hint of anticipation and a smile.
Just now in the bathroom, they talked about Wanda's past, and because of that, Pamela grew to like this strong girl even more, hoping that Qinuo would treat her seriously.
"…"
Qinuo looked at the mark in his hand, speechless; this thing actually had such a function.
"I've changed my mind. From now on, call me Master."
Qinuo said to Wanda.
Wanda blinked, her eyes full of confusion and bewilderment; she still hadn't figured out what was going on.
Pietro reacted quite quickly. He gently nudged Wanda; in his opinion, no matter what, as long as Wanda acknowledged this Master, she wouldn't have to worry about her future life anymore.
"Master…"
Wanda softly called out.
"Good disciple."
Qinuo nodded with satisfaction, then waved his hand, putting away the power origins, intending to slowly research how to use them later.
"As my first disciple, I don't have much to give. You tell me a wish, and I'll help you fulfill it," Qinuo said generously.
"At this time, shouldn't the disciple give a gift to the Master?" Venom reminded from the side.
"Is that so? Never mind, a Demon King giving gifts to his disciples is just how it is."
Qinuo said carelessly.
Wanda looked at Pamela for help, her heart in a daze, not knowing what she should say.
After all, such an opportunity was too rare, and she was afraid of saying the wrong thing or making an unrealistic wish.
Pamela smiled slightly, stroked Wanda's hair, and whispered:
"Think slowly. My dear's power is very strong; there are very few things he can't do, including resurrection."
Resurrection!
Wanda looked at Qinuo in shock.
"Master, I want to resurrect my parents."
Wanda's eyes showed anticipation.
"Okay, this time I'll just bring everyone out."
Qinuo nodded and instantly disappeared from the spot.
Three seconds later, when he reappeared.
"Ah, what's going on?"
"Where is this?"
"Bucky!"
Several middle-aged couples appeared in the hall.
They were Wanda's parents, Jean's mother, and Tony's parents.
They were still a bit panicked, their eyes full of confusion. What kind of place was this?
"Dad, Mom."
Wanda had already rushed over, tears streaming down her face.
She hadn't expected it to actually come true.
Pietro also quickly stepped forward.
Wanda's parents were still a bit strange, but they looked at Wanda and Pietro's somewhat familiar appearances.
"Wanda, how did you get so big?"
"Pietro, what's with your hair? Not learning good things!"
The parents' focus was clearly different.
Jean's mother, Pamela, stepped forward to explain the current situation to her and also called Jean to ask her to come back.
The Stark couple also calmed down.
"Hello, both of you. You can call me Qinuo. I am a good friend of Tony Stark. Welcome to the World 20 years later."
Qinuo said.
"20 years later? Mr. Qinuo, I'm very grateful that you saved us, but time travel is impossible. Bringing us here must be your Mutant ability.
Also, Tony, I never knew Tony had an Eastern friend."
Howard looked disbelieving; he was aware of the existence of Mutants.
Bucky coming to kill them might also be related to these people.
It was too coincidental; just as they were about to be killed, they were saved by strangers who told them they had arrived 20 years later. Who would believe that?
"Tell me, what do you or your group need? You saved my wife and me, and no matter what your purpose is, I will do my best to help you."
"Howard, this child saved us and healed all our injuries. Don't be so serious."
Maria didn't really believe it either, but the fact that they were saved was true.
And he said he was Tony's friend, which made her somewhat believe this child.
Qinuo found it very interesting; although the gentleman in front of him was polite, his inner pride was not diminished at all.
He was exactly like Tony in the cave, but the other party was more reserved.
Qinuo took out a laptop and handed it over.
"If you don't believe me, why don't you check it yourself?"
Howard took it and frowned; it was a very advanced model, even thinner than the Military's external devices.
He went to a table, and as he was about to contact S.H.I.E.L.D., he noticed the time in the corner.
2012.
Howard's pupils contracted. He didn't open his email but instead eagerly searched for recent news.
The greatest invention in history, the artificial Sun; humanity will never face an energy depletion crisis again.
Below it was an attached photo, which included a familiar person.
Tony Stark, but compared to a few hours ago, this Tony was more mature.
"Oh my God, my Tony."
Maria covered her mouth, somewhat sadly; her child had lost 20 years of their time. How did he manage on his own?
Howard took a deep breath and continued to search, constantly trying to convince himself.
The difficulty of an artificial Sun might not be overcome for hundreds of years. This news might be fake.
But if it was true, then…
Then came the Demon Group's drug research and development, Stark Industries' transformation, the appearance of Iron Man, Obadiah's crimes, and Tony's disappearance.
Upon seeing this, Howard angrily slammed his fist on the table, his hand instantly swelling visibly.
Now, he had no choice but to believe it.