Chapter 132 15 Fighting and Killing Is Boring, Let's Form a "Craftsman Alliance"

Chapter 132 15. Fighting and killing is so boring, let’s form a “Craftsman Alliance”

In a certain room in the Star Castle, Mason was holding a cup of tea and looking at the factory-like place in front of him.

Although he had known for a long time that members of the Society of Stars would renovate their residence according to their own ideas. For example, Judy turned her room into a workshop, but the "industrial style" hard-core place in front of her was still beyond Mason's imagination.

He walked among them with tea in hand, checking out the unique-looking machines, and occasionally looking at the various "training formations" placed at hand.

This is a unique alchemical ability that belongs to the world of the Elric brothers. Their place has developed alchemy to a new level. As long as there are enough materials and the corresponding alchemy formation, an excellent alchemist can complete a task in an instant. A series of unscientific material conversions, directly turning materials into finished products.

The complete omission of intermediate links makes the expression of this "alchemy" no different from magic.

But Mason also knew that even such an unscientific system followed the oldest rules of alchemy.

That is "equivalent exchange".

"Have you seen enough?"

The unhappy voice of the blond alchemist Edward came from behind Mason, and he said:

"People who come into contact with the formation formation for the first time will not understand the principles at all. I advise you not to try it."

"A 'Metal Melting' is embedded with two 'Shapes', with the outer ring using 'Flame' and the inner ring using 'Cooling', thus forming a standard 'Steel Refining' conversion formula."

Mason turned back, took a sip of tea, and said to Edward, who was staring at him:

"Look, I am not an ignorant guy. Although I have never been exposed to your weird alchemy, I know the general principles.

After all, I am an alchemist too, and I made this on my own. "

He took out an irregular gray alchemy stone from his pocket and threw it to Edward. The latter took it in his hand, looked at it, and gave it to his brother.

The armored brother carefully observed the alchemy stone with his thick fingers. After a few seconds, he said in his unique hollow voice:

"It is very similar to the principle of the Philosopher's Stone. Perhaps it can be understood as a downgraded version of the Philosopher's Stone. It releases the inner energy to affect the materials and properties of the modified materials or finished products."

"So swap."

Mason pointed to the complex-looking formation at hand and said to the two brothers:

"I exchange the formula of the alchemy stone for the various refining formation drawings in your hands. Although it is far from orthodox alchemy, your unique knowledge system is indeed very convenient."

As excellent alchemists, the two Edward brothers are always full of curiosity about unknown knowledge, but this time the blond brother was sitting on the sofa, shaking his head and saying:

"We never trade knowledge with hounds. You say you're not a hound? Where's the evidence?"

Mason stared at him, took the Sorting Hat, well, the Sorting Hat off his head and handed it to the two brothers.

The two brothers were really startled when Lord Hat's blurry face protruded from his face. Then Hat told everything that happened in the world of Hogwarts and explained Mason's identity again.

A world of suffering silenced the two brothers.

After learning that Mason's K team had not yet conducted a mandatory mission, their attitude became obviously friendlier.

"I apologize for our previous ill will."

The blond Edward handed the sorting hat back. He made a very special courtesy and explained:

"It's just that our world suffered the same thing as Mr. Hat's hometown, a plague that destroyed civilization that my brother and I will never forget.

Although the world was fucked before it happened.

We only learned the truth from others during an occasional expedition after receiving help from the Society of Stars.

This damn organization plays both a destroyer and a savior. It's hypocritical as hell, and the way those hounds scratch the ground is disgusting. "

"I can understand."

Mason took a sip of tea and put his hat back on his head.

He glanced at the two brothers and said:

"Are there many people like you? As you can see, I am a newbie and don't know much about these things. I hope you can explain it to me."

"It's not much. We are a real minority."

Edward shrugged, and while filling his stomach with snacks he bought at the market, he said vaguely:

"As far as I know, there are only a few lone rangers like us among the B-class personnel, and they never participate in pioneering operations and only provide them with logistical assistance.

But it’s hard to describe anything below C level.

You can see those guys in the market who are obviously very powerful but cannot enter the Star Castle. They are the same type. Their own world is gone but they don’t want to destroy other people’s homes.

But within the system of the Stars Club, we cannot withdraw, so we can only resist their recruitment in this way. The most typical example is the sword ranger Cloud and his two girlfriends

They are just the lowest level E-class personnel.

But no one dares to underestimate them. They always wander around in various worlds, stopping bad things when they encounter them, helping when they encounter troubles, and never cooperating with the hounds.

Those hounds contemptuously call them 'ronin', and even deliberately provoke them in some war worlds, but anyone with eyes knows that the power of the ronin is terrifying when they are united.

Therefore, the higher-ups did not pay attention to this and did not forcefully suppress it to avoid causing trouble.

Oh, right.

There are actually similar guys in the higher-ups, and you just met one. "

"oh?"

Mason took a sip of tea in surprise and said:

"That old wizard who cosplayed with Gandalf just now? I just said he felt like a very powerful guy. Who is that?"

"'Thunder' Shazam."

Alphonse, the armored man standing behind his brother, said with an admiring tone:

"A member of the A-level twelve-person council, a famous neutral faction. Although he is under the command of the Grand Master Warlock, he never participates in aggressive pioneering operations.

He has a high reputation among ronin.

But the old gentleman did have a lot of quirks. He always liked to dress up as famous wizards from various worlds and walk around. My brother and I were deceived by him when we first came here.

Ahem, I mean, we were blind that time. "

"Shazam?"

Mason raised an eyebrow.

He thought of Shazam in the Gotham world, but in his side the old wizard seemed to have died, and even his power had been passed down to a silly boy.

So it should be a space-time heterotopia.

"So, the aggression system formed by the hounds is actually just a part of the Society of Stars?"

Mason put down his tea cup and sat next to the two brothers.

He rubbed his chin and said:

"Isn't there anyone who wants to twist them into a rope? Since so many people are dissatisfied with the way the Stars Association does things."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Edward pointing to his left arm.

Mason suddenly understood.

All right.

With that soul curse, it is indeed almost impossible to break down the organization of the Stars from the inside. However, Edward's introduction and the existence of the "ronin" did allow Mason to see the stars besides darkness. the other side.

Think about it, in a large organization that spans countless worlds, it is impossible for everyone to be an incorrigible bastard. No matter how dark the place is, there are always people who stick to the bottom line.

"Stop talking about this, let's talk about what's going on between us."

Mason shook his head, took out a piece of paper, wrote down the recipe and process for making the magic stone that he had analyzed so far, and handed it to the two brothers. He said:

“I’m not kidding when I say this is an industry exchange between alchemists. I really want to learn some useful knowledge from these two people, and maybe we can develop deeper cooperation.

There should be a lot of good things from the two of you traveling around the worlds, some of which I really need. "

"You mean this?"

The short Edward glanced at Mason, and with a flick of his finger, the Ark Reactor specially placed on the counter for the rescue machine jumped into the palm of his hand.

He looked at Mason, swallowed a ball, chewed it and said:

"Your eyes almost burned when you looked at this thing before. It must be very important to you, right?"

"Yes, I need it, but I can't afford it."

Mason shrugged his shoulders and said pitifully:

"I'm just a C-level rookie after all."

"Who says you can't afford it?"

When Edward lowered his head to check the knowledge on the piece of paper, the outspoken armored brother immediately said:

"Don't you have the Philosopher's Stone in your hand? If you give us that thing, we will not only give you the Ark Reactor, but we can also give you the Mark series of armors in our collection.

During the Hulk World War, my brother and I were lucky enough to find Iron Man's lost workshop.

Not that we're bragging, but the stuff inside is really awesome. "

"That thing is not for sale."

Mason shook his head and said:

“I only have so much in hand, and it’s impossible for me to make something of that level in a short period of time. Selling it to you would be equivalent to emptying my pocket.

But I'm curious, since your world is over, why do you continue to look for the Philosopher's Stone? Are you still planning to resurrect your mother?

You should have learned your lesson. Refining the human body is an absolute taboo in alchemy. "

"It seems that Mr. Hunter did tell you a lot. But no! We intend to use the Philosopher's Stone to do something more correct."

Edward put away the paper in his hand, stood up, took out a box filled with various drawings from the corner of the workshop, placed it in front of Mason, and pushed it over to him.

The short alchemist looked at Mason and said seriously:

"With enough Philosopher's Stones, we can bring our world back."

"impossible!"

Mason immediately shook his head and said:

“Although I don’t know the truth of the ‘Impact’ incident, I am certain that it was a cosmic-level disaster, and the Philosopher’s Stone’s reality rewriting cannot cover such an advanced level.

It's like trying to charge a Cybertronian with AA batteries.

Ideals are beautiful, but reality is

"Of course it's not possible under normal circumstances."

Edward put a piece of barbecue into his mouth, chewed it, and said:

"But we are all in a secret organization that exists across the world, what else is impossible? If we follow the principle of equivalent exchange, as long as we can pay a sufficient price, repairing the world can become a reality.

Of course, this will have to wait until this unfolding disaster is over.

This box contains all the alchemy formations that my brother and I have mastered so far, as well as an introductory guide to alchemy. If you don’t understand anything, you can come to us at the Star Castle at any time.

We won't be leaving here for a while. We are trying to purify the unicorn blood you gave us before. The curse is troublesome, but it is not unbreakable. "

"Maybe we can cooperate?"

Mason was inspired when he heard this. He opened his bag and took out several bottles of cursed unicorn blood. He also took out his alchemical notebook and said:

"I have also studied several ways to use unicorn blood. I am still testing it. You should listen to my ideas first.

I plan to 'fight poison with poison'. If it is impossible to completely purify it, I will add more toxic substances to it to make it into an offensive alchemical poison."

He repeated his idea. Before Edward spoke, the armored brother shook his head and said:

"No, the contaminated unicorn blood has theoretically deteriorated. Its stability can be easily destroyed. Adding poison will not only fail to effectively extract it, but also make it lose its effectiveness."

"But I have this."

Mason took out a small bottle of water from the Lazarus Pool.

When this thing was taken out, the two brothers jumped up and took several steps back. They could tell that the toxicity of this thing was far beyond ordinary toxins.

"Don't be afraid. Although it comes from a demon god, this thing is not fatal. Come, I will show you how to use it. Do you have alchemical vessels for purification?"

"We have better ones."

The Fullmetal Alchemist snorted, snapped his fingers and said:

"Alphonse, move the molecular purification machine we got from Mr. Fantastic's laboratory to show Mr. Mason. Since this is an industry exchange for alchemists, we have to show some real skills, right?

But looking at these things you brought out, are you a traditional alchemist specializing in the field of potions?"

"That's too much of an underestimation."

Mason shook his head and stepped back to make room.

He then released the half-repaired anti-Superman armor, and took a copy of the various weapons he had made to show his strength in engineering.

If the Fenrir armor had not been left in Judy's studio and the control module had not been replaced, Mason would have planned to take that thing out to "shock" the two brothers.

But how could a professional be scared?

People saw the problem of the anti-Superman armor at a glance.

"This thing is damaged and needs to be repaired, and there is a problem with the design idea, or it is estimated to be designed like this."

Edward went forward to check it out, shook his head and said:

"The heavy defense has weakened it in other aspects, but it has obtained the top defense ability among mechas of this size. If I am not mistaken, this should be a mecha that is effective against specific types of enemies.

And you are reassembling it to make it a suitable combat armor?"

"Yes, the transformation drawings have been drawn, but there are some key positions that have not been figured out how to design."

Mason took out several precise design drawings and invited the two brothers to check them out. The three alchemists discussed Mason's new design in this factory.

The two brothers are young, not even older than Mason, but they have a lot of experience.

Before the world was destroyed, they experienced stories that ordinary people could not imagine. After the world was destroyed, they traveled in various worlds, not only improving their alchemy attainments to a higher level, but also being very proficient in other manufacturing fields.

It just so happens that Mason's wish is to become a "master of all professions". He is currently practicing manufacturing skills in various fields so that he can keep up with the thinking of the two brothers and put forward some of his own opinions.

The three people talked more and more speculatively, and in the end Mason simply invited them into his "suitcase factory" and showed them his collection.

"I think we should form a small organization."

In the workshop Mason set up for the Batmobile's transformation, he said to the alchemist brothers who were watching the design of the Batmobile with great interest:

"A pure organization among craftsmen. I have too many wonderful ideas but I can't realize them due to my current lack of ability. You two must have the same troubles, just like a pen pal club.

Meet regularly to brainstorm.

And you must have your own network of relationships as wandering merchants, and I can also borrow them to sell my various products."

"Then you might as well stop being the captain of the K team, and step down as soon as possible, and stop participating in these things that will sooner or later stain your hands with blood."

Edward looked up and said:

"We can still squeeze out a position for you in our merchant team."

"Yes, Mason, you don't want to care about the war, but the war will always come to you. My brother and I have personal experience."

The armored brother Alphonse also advised:

"Your character Maybe it's more suitable to be an excellent engineer or an excellent alchemist. Since this is your interest, why throw yourself into the quagmire? "

"If war is bound to come, you have to prepare in advance."

Mason shook his head and said:

"Your world is gone, but mine is still there. They need me, and I really can't be as cool as you. Let's not talk about this. Come on, help me see how to repair these three gadgets."

He took out the three talismans he had gotten from the old wizard Shazam before, and said to the alchemist brothers:

"If I can repair them, if I make them, believe me, this thing will definitely sell well. At that time, I will entrust the sales rights to you two, and we will split the profits 70% and 30% respectively.

By the way, give me a set of the workshop components with the alchemy array in your base, and give me a discount.

Look, my place is too empty.

If it is to be used as a mobile factory, it needs to be renovated. "