Some Unscientific Marvel Scientist

Just when Wang Mian relied on the equipment he provided to kill in Hell's Kitchen, Kraft had already brought Angela and Arale to Kathmandu, the capital of Nepal, thousands of miles away.

Although no Supreme Mage came to visit him, and he did not find Karma Taj's sanctuary in New York, Kraft still wanted to try his luck. After all, there is still hell in this world, and maybe Karma Taj still exists.

And if Kama Taj is found, then the Time Stone will probably be found. Even if the Supreme Mage is still the Ancient One, Kraft will also plan to grab a wave. Since the other party has not taken the initiative to look for him, he probably doesn't know him. Of course there is nothing embarrassing about grabbing it.

It's a pity that Kraft's calculations were all over the place, but he failed to find the existence of Kama Taj in Nepal.

The temples and monks I encountered would always ask me for money for sesame oil, or recommend to me the illuminated drum of Shiva, the illuminated conch of Vishnu, and the illuminated Ivory Tower of Ganesha. category of goods.

"Tsk! There really is no Karma Taj in this world...and the Infinity Stones don't even have a clue..."

Kraft looked at the Infinity Stone Radar, which scanned nothing, and curled his lips in displeasure.

The time gem cannot be found, and the development of the dream of cultivating immortality for "oneself" has failed. The technological level and superpowers of this world cannot keep up with the original world...

I feel like I have gained nothing from this world.

"Hahahaha! Come on, brother! This thing is so interesting!"

Arale squatted in front of a street stall in Nepal, waving and shouting to Kraft, while Angela followed her with a smile on her face.

Forget it, just think of it as taking your sister out to play.

Kraft thought about it and realized that one of the purposes of traveling through the parallel world was to let Arale have fun, so he shouldn't have so many calculations.

"Did you find anything interesting again?"

Walking to Arale's side, Kraft bent down, rubbing Arale's little head while looking at the stall in front of him.

What Arale is interested in is the Ganesha doll, the aforementioned Ganesha. This is the god of wisdom in Hinduism and can be seen everywhere in Nepal, where Hinduism is prevalent.

These elephant-headed gods were made into puppets that could be used for puppet shows. Under the control of the stall owner, they made various movements of unknown meaning, which made Arale laugh.

Seeing that Arale liked it, Kraft didn't bother to negotiate the price and picked out a color for Arale that she liked. He also bought Angela one in another color.

Although Angela looked disgusted, she still reached out and took it, and accompanied Arale to play with this Ganesha doll.

The three brothers and sisters started walking and wandering on the streets of Nepal.

Kraft had no shortage of money, so Kraft bought whatever Arale saw.

Then they were targeted by Nepali gangsters.

"Boy! Give me all the money you have!"

A group of young gangsters who knew they were not very good at what they were wearing surrounded the three Krafts. The man who was probably the leader shouted to them in poor English, and the dagger in his hand was gray. It's missing, and there are even a few gaps.

Before Kraft could react, Arale ran up to the group of gangsters on her short legs, dug in her pockets, and stretched out her little fists.

"Give you."

"Count you acquainted!"

The little gangster spread his palm and put it under Arale's fist.

Arale opened her fist with a smile, and two thumb-sized objects fell from her hand into the palm of the little gangster.

"what is this?"

The little bastard raised his palm to his nose and examined it carefully...

Then he threw it to the ground angrily.

“Isn’t this a fruit core?!”

"Hahahahahaha!"

Arale held her stomach and laughed. What she handed to the little gangster was the core left over from eating the fruit before.

"How dare you play me!"

The angry gangster raised his dagger and stabbed Arale in the body.

Unfortunately, Arale just stretched out two fingers and pinched the opponent's blade, preventing him from making any progress.

"Ouch."

Arale pinched the blade, and with a slight exertion, the entire blade was crushed into pieces.

"Strange, monster!"

This group of gangsters were so frightened that they backed away and immediately put a large distance away from Arale.

"Well……"

Kraft, who felt that he didn't need to be so restrained in the parallel world, only thought about it for three seconds and said to Arale: "Arale, you can be as happy as you want, except you are not allowed to hit the ground with your fists."

"Yes--!"

Arale cheered happily after receiving Kraft's approval, then laughed and rushed towards the group of gangsters.

"Hey!"

The memory of all the little gangsters is that they saw the little girl swinging her fist at them, and they didn't know anything after that.

After punching all the unlucky gangsters away, Arale ran back to Kraft and stretched her head to ask him for praise.

Kraft also reached out his hand very skillfully, rubbed Arale's little head and praised: "You are so good, Arale is such a good child."

More than a dozen large living people flew across the sky. Such a big movement naturally attracted the attention of others, but Kraft, who had already planned to let himself and Arale fly, didn't care about it. He faced the strange eyes of those people and continued. Wandered around Kathmandu.

Nepalese officials will naturally not sit idly by and ignore such dangerous elements.

Soon, a group of Nepalese soldiers came in front of the three Krafts, but they did not show any radical behavior, but lined up quietly on both sides.

Then a person who was probably a translator came forward and started talking to Kraft in Chinese with a very polite tone.

"Excuse me, what are the distinguished guests doing when they come to Nepal?"

Kraft would not make trouble unreasonably if the other party was so presumptuous. He simply told the truth: "I came here to find a place called Kama Taj, which is the holy land of mages."

The translator was stunned for a moment and stared at Kraft carefully for a while.

After confirming that the other party was not deliberately making fun of him, the translator bowed slightly and said: "I'm sorry, I haven't heard of Kama Taj, but if you need it, I can help consult."

The translator's words served as a reminder to Kraft. Maybe the officials of these countries would have information about those special groups.

"Then I'll trouble you."

Craft nodded to the translator.

The translator turned around and gave some instructions in the local language of Nepal to the soldiers who came with him. The soldiers quickly left after responding, but the translator still stayed.

"If you don't mind, I will lead a few distinguished guests to visit Kathmandu. I grew up here and know best the delicious and fun places here."

If he refused, it is estimated that the Nepalese official would send someone to follow him secretly. Kraft had no bad intentions at first. It would be best to have someone from the official as a tour guide, so he agreed without any further hesitation. .

So the three Krafts took a good tour of Kathmandu under the leadership of the translator named Krishna.

But there is one thing to say. Although Kathmandu is the capital of Nepal, there are not many really interesting places, and the food is average. That is to say, Arale is easy to kill, and she had a lot of fun along the way...

Although sometimes innocuous buildings would be demolished by accident, Krishna had no objection, so Kraft naturally pretended not to notice.

After Arale once again demolished the outer wall of a temple, Krishna found Kraft with a stiff expression.

"Sorry, we did not find any information about Kamal Taj..."

Kraft has already been mentally prepared for this. After all, if there is a Kama Taj, it is unlikely that the Supreme Mage will not come to him, a visitor from other parallel time and space.

But soon Krishna changed the subject: "Although we don't know where Kama Taj is, there is news about another gathering place for special people."

"Oh?"

Kraft raised his eyebrows. Sure enough, those mysterious forces would still leave traces to some extent.

Seeing Kraft's expression of interest, Krishna quickly told the whole story that should have been kept secret. They were now thinking of sending these three little ancestors away quickly.

"That's a holy place called Kunlun, located in the Himalayas!"