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Chapter 59 - Tool Man Comes Knocking

Mu Yang: "[You've been spared, huh]·JPG"

Sakata Gintoki: "[Sweating Face][Sweating Face][Sweating Face]"

Sakata Gintoki: "As an old-timer, I should look after the newbies. I'll tell you two ways to make money. The first is high-tech and black tech, and the second is extraordinary items."

Jiraiya: "[Wants to complain but doesn't know what to say]·JPG"

Jiraiya: "Knowledge can also be exchanged for money. For example, technology knowledge, various martial arts skills, cooking skills..."

Edward Newgate: "Gurara... Thank you."

Wu Liuqi: "High-tech? Martial arts?"

Shireno Douman: "You can make money off of demonic and evil energy too."

Having fulfilled the role of an elder, Douman asked for help, "Fellow big shots, please help this newbie. I'm asking how to win a girl's heart. What Tony taught me is completely useless. All the gifts were rejected."

Jiraiya scoffed, "As expected."

He had also consulted with the emotionally experienced Tony-sensei for a while, but every time he followed his teachings, he ended up in the hospital.

Naruto Uzumaki: "Never worked."

When he used the techniques he'd secretly learned on Sakura-chan, all he got was a fist.

Sasuke Uchiha: "Indeed, not much use."

Although he hadn't used those pick-up artist tricks himself, he had taught them to others.

Currently, the Uchiha clan is working hard to integrate into the village. Their method is to deepen interactions with ordinary villagers and ninjas to break free from their isolation.

And he also has to interact with others at school. To be honest, he doesn't really understand how to get along with people, but Sasuke found that his classmates always liked to talk about girls. So, he had an idea. He relied on teaching his classmates tricks for flirting. Although no one achieved any positive results with those tricks, he successfully integrated into a small circle.

Iseya Douman was speechless: "..."

So many victims!!! Why are there so many victims, and no one even warned me!

Are they all waiting to see me make a fool of myself?

Jiraiya: "Welcome to the Victims' Union, comrade [grinning face emoji]"

Why didn't they warn Douman? Naturally, because Jiraiya is a person who knows how to share. How can it be okay for only him to be tricked? It's better to enjoy it together, right?

How wonderful! The union is developing quite rapidly, adding a new member in just a few days. Maybe there will be another member joining soon.

Hijikata Toshiro: "It worked pretty well. Mitsuba was really happy to receive the gift; she didn't have any expression other than a smile all day."

Tsunade: "Shock!!!"

Sakata Gintoki: "Shock!!!"

Kushina: "Shock!!!"

The screen was filled with "shock," representing the group members' surprise and a hint of disbelief.

The flirting knowledge Tony Stark taught actually worked!

Jiraiya & Naruto & Doman: "..."

They thought their teacher was terrible, but it turned out they were the ones who failed.

No, no, no, it was three to one.

That guy just got lucky, it definitely wasn't our problem.

Yeah, definitely.

Thinking this way, the three immediately exited the group chat, planning to find a quiet place to calm down.

Mu Yang was the first to leave the group chat. He was just about to click that charming '+1' when a 'buzzing' vibration sounded in his ear, like a vibrating phone next to his ear.

However, there was no phone by his ear. The buzzing sound was the reminder set by Dormammu. It usually rang when a pawn he was watching called him, so he wouldn't miss important things and fail his plans.

Oh right, I'm the Lord of the Dark Dimension.

Mu Yang suddenly remembered that he had become the Lord of the Dark Dimension some time ago and inherited Dormammu's legacy, and his followers were naturally part of that legacy.

Speaking of Dormammu's followers, the only one Mu Yang remembered was the Zealot, Kaecilius, and his group.

Because he remembered it clearly, the first reason was that the Ancient One used Kaecilius and the others to die and escape. The second reason was that after Doctor Strange became the Sorcerer Supreme, his first small boss was Kaecilius.

His first major boss was Dormammu, the ruler of the Dark Dimension.

"Speaking of which, I'm the master of the Dark Dimension now."

Mu Yang's smile was strange. He glanced at the person calling him to confirm their identity. He waved his hand and used dark energy to create an illusion of Dormammu to respond to Kaecilius and the others, while he himself went to Kamar-Taj to find the Ancient One.

Dusk, Kamar-Taj, residential area.

The houses in this area were all built many years ago, mostly constructed of stone and wood, and everywhere was a deep sense of history.

In a quaint house, in a bedroom on the second floor, the Ancient One sat at her desk, her hand pausing mid-air for a second before continuing to turn the page of her book.

"Don't you know you should knock before entering a lady's room? Boss Mu."

"Forgot," Mu Yang said as he stepped through a portal and walked behind the Ancient One. "I'll remember to knock from now on."

"What brings you here?" The Ancient One asked, still reading, without turning around.

"I'm here to ask how you plan to die." Mu Yang glanced at the contents of the book, which seemed to be a guide to tourist spots in various dimensions.

"Hmm..." The Ancient One's hand stopped turning the page, and she frowned in thought for a moment. "Haven't decided yet. I'll let it happen naturally."

The method of death didn't matter. Once her successor was accomplished, she would find a reason to die, such as natural causes, an attack, or falling off a cliff...

"You haven't decided!" Mu Yang pulled a chair from behind and placed it on the ground, sitting on it backward with his arms resting on the back. "I just had a believer call out to me. Guess who it was?"

"Kaecilius." The Ancient One turned, wordlessly observing Mu Yang. You've found me already, so do I even need to guess?

"Congratulations, you are correct." Mu Yang snapped his fingers. "Guess what I'm planning to do with them?"

The Ancient One: "..."

Should I speak, or not speak?

Kaecilius's future couldn't escape the Time Stone's prediction.

Meeting the Ancient One's gaze, Mu Yang seemed to realize he'd spoken some nonsense. He cleared his throat and said, "I'm thinking of holding an event. I'll use Kaecilius and the others as tools. It won't affect your plans, will it?"

The Ancient One understood Mu Yang's meaning instantly and waved her hand, saying, "No problem. Use them as you wish."

"OK." Having received a satisfactory answer, Mu Yang stood up. The chair turned to dust. He turned and stepped into the portal.

The Ancient One didn't look back, quietly turning the pages of her book.

The portal's exit was located in a corner of a bustling, high-rise city. Mu Yang walked along the alleyway between two buildings and entered the crowded street.

The purpose of choosing this exit point was, of course, to examine the current situation of his tool.

He walked along the street. Passing a shop selling electrical appliances, he saw the news playing on the LCD TVs in the display cabinets.

"Regarding the rumors of a confrontation between the U.S. military and unidentified creatures earlier today at Calvo University..."

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