"I think there's a locator in my phone." Miss Watson held up the phone given by Tony Stark. "Tony didn't tell me, but I guess he would do this given his personality. But there's no signal here. This shouldn't be the case. Did you use some magic?"

"I have isolated this place. It's not a mirror space, but just a blockade to a certain extent." Strange nodded and continued his work, lifting up the soil on the ground to form a small mound, completely covering the weak point in front: "It's done, no one will find it again in the future."

After that, all kinds of flowers bloomed on the small hillock.

"I really wish I could learn magic too."

Miss Watson stared and sighed.

"If Master Ancient One thinks you are not suitable for learning magic, then there must be a reason." Strange said lightly: "Your body structure is very special and has completely deviated from the category of human beings. This may hinder your use of magic power, but you can still use some magic props to perform magic."

"That's what I did." Miss Watson took out a double-ring ring and let the inscriptions on it light up one by one. "Master Ancient One gave me a lot of things, including this cloak. Well, I have to admit that she helped me a lot."

"It sounds like you guys have a good relationship."

Strange's eyes were filled with regret. "She introduced me to this world, but everything went by so fast that I didn't have more chances to talk to her. I envy you, you know?"

"She's not that good."

Miss Watson rolled her eyes when she heard the man's words: "Because she would really beat me up."

"Why did she beat you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a portal opened before his eyes, and the young and pretty figure of the Ancient One appeared on the other side. Strange couldn't believe it at first glance, and after a careful look for a while, he turned his head to Miss Watson and said, "Is this the Ancient One from your world?"

"Yes, doesn't the Ancient One here look like this?" Miss Watson pretended to be stupid.

"This... I really can't imagine it."

"Then take your time to think about it. I'm leaving now. Bye!"

Miss Watson cheered and threw herself into the arms of Master Ancient One opposite her: "Sister Yao~~~~~! I miss you so much, Sister Yao!"

The tentacles on her back were still holding up her hat and veil, and seemed to move up and down depending on her mood.

Doctor Strange almost popped his eyes out when he saw the Ancient One reaching out to touch Miss Watson's hair. The woman turned her head and cast her gaze at Strange on the other side of the world of the portal and gave him a warm smile.

The portal then closed completely.

"Okay, let go."

"No... Can't I hug you..." Miss Watson said aggrievedly, but still obediently let go of her hand. The two were in a wilderness with rocks everywhere. After walking a few steps outside with Master Ancient One, a group of corpses of the vanguards of the Dark Cult appeared on the ground.

“Huh, huh, huh???”

Miss Watson immediately hugged Ms. Yao and said, "Ahhh, this is so scary!"

"That's why it's called 'the weak spot'."

The Ancient One's tone was exactly the same as Doctor Strange's: "There are such weak points all over the world. Although there are not too many at present, they are enough to occupy the main energy of the wizards, and their number is still slowly increasing."

“Ah——~~~~?” Miss Watson glanced at the weak spot behind her that was buried by the surging rocks and continued to cling to the chest of Ancient Mage. She asked flatteringly, “Aren’t you tired from running around? Let’s go to the hot springs. I can give you a massage!”

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman stopped.

"Okay, I'll give you the ring back. Look, why are you so angry? It's New Year's Day." Miss Watson responded quickly and stuffed the double ring into the other person's pocket. Then she used the other ring to open the portal to the London Temple and ran in quickly with the box in her hand: "I'm leaving now, bye!"

Ancient One stood there, watching the portal disappear, then slowly took out the double ring from her pocket and stared at it silently for a long time. She finally lowered her arms, and her eyes were unconsciously covered by darkness, but they were slightly different from before. In the seemingly endless darkness, countless extremely tiny golden spells flowed, which together formed flowing threads, gradually spreading out of her eye sockets.

The woman looked up at the night sky, her eyes fixed on the endless river of stars.

And those boundaries that are constantly colliding and collapsing, which are invisible to ordinary people.

She put her hands behind her back and sighed slowly.

Aside from Ms. Yao who was gazing at the stars, Miss Watson was already busy.

It was late at night in London.

In terms of time, it was the second day of the Lunar New Year in the Western Hemisphere. Miss Watson went to Kamar-Taj in Nepal to retrieve her gift bag, and gave New Year greetings and gifts to the wizards one by one. After a few hours, she slowly returned to London, and the sky outside was gradually getting brighter.

The gold that Tony gave weighed a total of 500 kilograms. It looked quite large, but its actual size could be accommodated in an ordinary suitcase - of course, ordinary suitcases could not carry this weight, and it had to be a special suitcase made for Iron Man.

Miss Watson divided them into half and hid them in Kamar-Taj's room together with the vibranium saber. She took the rest and started her journey back. She continued to wait in the London Temple for more than half an hour before she saw the familiar Mercedes-Benz SUV appear on the street outside.

Putting on her hat and veil, Miss Watson pushed the door open and walked out.

It is still not a sunny day in London today. The morning breeze brought raindrops onto the evening dress, leaving behind crystal condensation similar to dewdrops.

For London residents, Wednesday is always a boring and difficult workday, and the weather often makes people feel depressed, but today is obviously different. Passers-by nearby have noticed the stunning beauty in a dark gold evening dress on the roadside.

The only sound left on the relatively quiet street was the sound of car engines.

Even though the floating cloak had transformed into a shawl that covered her shoulders and neckline, it did not affect the visual effect of Miss Watson's waist and hips twisting when she walked. She firmly caught every line of sight, even the drivers passing by were no exception.

But Miss Watson had eyes for no one else.

She quickened her pace and got into the SUV amid the regretful looks from those around her. She then placed the two heavy sacks in her hands on the floor on both sides of the back seat. She then took off her hat and veil, untied the cloak covering her neckline, and stared at her girlfriend in the driver's seat with a smile.

Michella frowned and stepped on the accelerator.

Miss Watson smiled.

Michelle glanced over and continued driving.

Miss Watson smiled.

"What's on the back seat?" The woman couldn't help herself. "The car body is heavier than before."

"Gold bricks."

"Gold bricks?" Michella curled her lips and sped up the car. "It seems that you made a lot of money on this trip. You are dressed like this. Haha, you must have seduced a lot of people, right?"

"Ha! Are you jealous?"

"Why am I jealous?"

"Then you just miss me!"

"I didn't miss you."

Miss Watson stopped talking and continued to look at her and smile. Michelle turned the steering wheel and the SUV changed direction and drove into a small road, turning and turning from the side into an underground parking lot. She drove the SUV almost in a semi-drifting posture, parked it in a remote parking space, and then turned her head and glared at Miss Watson: "Get out of the car."

"Don't be angry..." Miss Watson shrank back, opened the door and got out of the car obediently, and heard Michelle's voice from the other side of the car: "Go to the back seat."

"Oh......"

After putting the two bags of gold bricks in the back seat to the passenger seat and the back compartment respectively to avoid affecting the balance of the car body too much, Miss Watson looked at the driver's seat with a flattering face, but did not see Michelle. She turned around and saw that her girlfriend had been standing outside the back door of the car without knowing when, with a blank expression on her face.

"Wait wait, you're not going to hit me, are you?" Miss Watson panicked and said aggrievedly, "Don't hit people on New Year's Day, okay? It's unlucky. What's wrong with you? Why are you so angry today?"

Michella rushed in and put a knife to her neck: "Shut up."

......

After one hour.

Miss Watson was grinning in the passenger seat.

Michella pulled up her pants outside the driver's door, slowly adjusted her belt, and then got in and started the car again. The woman's sweat hadn't even evaporated yet, so she simply threw her coat into the back seat and fastened her seat belt in a vest.

"You won't believe what I've been through these past two days."

"uh-huh."

"I was thrown into another world, stopped the war there, defeated the big villain there, and then took photos with a bunch of superheroes... Look, look!" Miss Watson said as she took out the mobile phone, opened the photo frame, swiped the photo, and put the screen next to her girlfriend.

"There are quite a few people here." Michelle glanced at them while waiting for the red light: "Is that purple-skinned headless one an alien? Oh, I thought aliens' blood was also purple. Also, why would a Hydra like you go out to save the world?"

"Who said I was Hydra?"

Miss Watson glared, her hands on her hips: "I am a good partner of justice!"

"Okay, you're not."

Michelle rolled her eyes. "The phone you left in the apartment has rung dozens of times, most of which were from your agent. By the way, Ms. Drew has become more and more popular recently. I guess I'll see you on TV again in a couple of days, right?"

"Ah - now that you mention this, I have to get busy again." Miss Watson frowned: "The silk stockings commercial will be officially filmed next Monday, and I have a performance the day after tomorrow... Mimi~~ Can you take my place in the performance?"

"I can go up there and perform a murder scene." Michella rarely cooperated with his girlfriend's joke: "The premise is that you have to stop the police outside, and by the way, stop the audience inside to prevent them from escaping. I don't allow people to leave the stage during my performance. If anyone dares to run away, I will carry him onto the stage."

"Tsk, you're more like a Hydra than I am."