Chapter 172 55 If I Had Known, I Should Have Stabbed You to Death with a Sword

Chapter 172 55. If I had known at that time, I should have stabbed you to death with a sword.

"What on earth does Selena have on her?"

On the stairway to the Star Castle, Barbara asked with some concern. Mason shook his head and said:

"The symbiote is a very troublesome alien creature that she probably accidentally contracted when she executed Kraven the Hunter before, but don't worry too much.

Although it sounds like a dangerous parasite, symbionts actually need a host to survive.

Selena's life will not be threatened in the short term. The only troublesome thing is that the thing will modify the host's body. I don't have any professional tools at hand now, so I have to borrow some from Judy.

You go and communicate with her.

We need at least a platinum-level trauma team dedicated medical cabin, a set of nano-vital blood pumps, a healing robot that can be retained for a long time, and a biological containment tank with the highest security level.

She should have a full set of items there. "

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Barbara nodded nervously, and after entering the Star Castle, she hurried to Judy's studio. She had a very good relationship with Catwoman, but she didn't want to see Selina being raped by someone who sounded like Tortured by dangerous alien virus stuff.

Mason took another elevator all the way to Mr. Hunter's office.

When Mason opened the door, he found that there was no one here. The entire office was empty. He first wrote a letter to his immediate boss with captain authority, and then took the opportunity to walk around Mr. Hunter's office.

I didn't find anything interesting or valuable collectibles, but I accidentally discovered the luxurious marble bathtub behind the office and a bucket of rose petals placed next to the bathtub.

Mason also saw several pieces of women's underwear discarded casually by the bathtub.

This made his eyes jump.

Rubbing his eyes, he immediately took a few steps back. He felt that he had better forget these things in order to avoid being hacked to death by the angry Mr. Hunter. Although he didn’t know why he had to dress up as a man, there must be a reason why people choose to dress up as men within the Stars Association. of.

It's better not to worry about such personal matters yourself and ask more questions.

He didn't dare to walk around any more lest he see something he shouldn't see again, so he sat on the sofa in the office. While looking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows at the snowy scenery of the valley in the distance, he took out his phone from his pocket. A lump of ooze.

It had almost eaten up all the sand in the glass bottle, and the head had grown a lot bigger. When it was taken out, it turned into a five-pointed starfish and lay in the glass bottle as if observing the outside world.

very good.

This is when wisdom is born, and everyone begins to become curious about the outside world.

"Kevin, keep eating, I'm still waiting for you to give me a surprise."

Mason flicked the glass bottle with his fingers, as if looking at a greedy hamster, and urged:

"You better grow up quickly, you little bastard. I'm also going to do some cool alchemy experiments with activated ooze. It would be great if you could be as ever-changing as Clayface."

As he spoke, Mason simply poured the entire sandman core in the box into the bottle of little ooze monster Kevin.

Although it seems wasteful to do so, things like magic materials can always be replaced, and if an ooze pet that can transform into millions can quickly form combat effectiveness, it will be a huge profit.

A larger pile of delicious sand was poured into the glass bottle, making the little slime as happy as Harley Quinn who got into the ice cream bucket. By the way, Harley should not cause trouble in Gotham after being out for two or three days. What's going on?

Mason's mind began to wander as he waited, but he soon realized he was wasting his time.

This is so shameful! Almost like a crime.

So he quickly took out a small unfinished engineering part and assembled it in his hands. It turned out to be the very unscientific world magnifier and reducer.

It is said that this thing can change the world in the eyes of the user. Mason has made all the components, but now he lacks a large energy output device to activate it.

The Ark Reactor is probably OK, but at this stage it is obviously a bit too luxurious to use the Ark Reactor to combine this thing.

A few minutes later, with a crunching sound, Mason's thoughts were interrupted. He turned around and saw that the glass bottle placed at his feet had been burst by the swollen slime monster Kevin.

This new-born ooze monster moved its "body" on the spot. It seemed to feel Mason's gaze, so it carefully jumped into Mason's hand and twisted around, turning into a little man who bowed vigorously and clasped his hands in thanks.

All he needs to do is speak and sing praises.

This well-behaved look means that this guy's sanity seems to be not low, and being so sensible makes Mason very satisfied.

“Now that it has taken shape, it’s time to fulfill its mission.”

He casually took out a bottle of potion and placed it in front of Kevin, the ooze monster, and said:

"Here, drink this and let me see if you can keep it."

The ignorant little ooze didn't know what Mason was going to do, but he obediently allowed Mason to pour the purple potion on its head. The liquid quickly seeped into the body of the ooze monster, turning it into an earthy yellow color. The surface quickly turned a weird purple color.

Then Mason dropped it on the ground, gestured and said:

"Split it! Spread these drugs all over this place, the sooner the better, let me see what you are capable of."

As soon as he finished speaking, the purple slime monster swelled up like a balloon and then exploded with a bang. Purple mud spots were thrown everywhere, and in an instant, the drug-contaminated mud covered the entire office.

The scene of the explosion of this "venom bomb" made Mason very satisfied.

If Kevin's body was filled with fear gas or the more vicious clown gas, this explosion would be enough to kill all the enemies in such a large space.

The best thing is that it also has "automatic tracking", which is the kind of weapon that you don't have to worry about after throwing it out.

But this alone is not enough.

"Kevin! Transform!"

Mason gave another order, and the erupted slime monster quickly withdrew its "body" from everywhere, and the purple slime everywhere wandered around and quickly merged together again, and then swelled in front of Mason's eyes.

It was like a ball of plasticine being kneaded by an invisible hand. It took more than ten seconds to shape a slime monster that was very similar to Mason's figure.

It can be seen that Kevin really wants to make his face look like Mason.

But it obviously didn't have the superb control of Mud Face. It was probably because it was the first time and was not familiar with the process. It tried for a long time but failed to complete the "simulated copy" of Mason.

This disappointed Kevin.

The face with blurred features revealed a visible disappointment, and even sighed in a very human way. Under Mason's gaze, it turned back into a small ball of purple mud and jumped back into Mason's palm like a "leak".

"It's okay, we can contact each other slowly in the future. Now evaporate the potion in your body."

The evil alchemist sitting on the sofa stroked his chin and ordered. Kevin obviously didn't understand the meaning of "evaporation", but he probably understood that Mason wanted it to expel the potion in its body.

So the purple little man tried hard to shake the potion in his body everywhere, just like shaking a water-stained puppy, which made Mason look disgusted.

It seems that it has not yet mastered such an advanced skill as "evaporation".

"It's barely OK. Now split a little for me."

Mason stretched out his hand and shook it. The slime monster Kevin opened his mouth and screamed a few times, then twisted his body in pain and "squeezed" out a little slime into Mason's hand.

The alchemist picked it up and checked the properties of the slime in front of him. He found that it became an active production material after being soaked in potion.

It can be used to make high-level potions or prepare highly toxic substances.

But Kevin is still very weak now. This split will undoubtedly make it very weak, but this also makes Mason very satisfied.

This little slime monster has a promising future.

"Bang"

The office door was pushed open at this moment. Mr. Hunter, who hurried back, saw Mason on the sofa and the strange thing under his feet at a glance. The great mentor said in a strange tone:

"Your pet is quite unique."

"This is not a pet. This is my alchemy assistant and important tool. Its name is Kevin."

Mason stood up and took out the broken silver ID card of Sandstorm from his pocket and handed it to Mr. Hunter, saying:

"Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission. The traitor has been beheaded. I believe the death of this disloyal guy is enough to warn other people in the organization who have different intentions."

"So fast?"

Mr. Hunter was a little surprised. After she took the ID card and confirmed it was correct, she said to Mason:

"As a newcomer who has been in the organization for more than a month, your growth rate is indeed surprising. I have to say that I didn't make a mistake. You will have a bright future."

The great mentor was in a good mood. While walking towards his desk, he used the same force-like technique to take his coffee cup and make himself a cup of steaming hot coffee.

She sat in her chair in a comfortable posture and looked at Mason, saying:

"Now let me briefly report the mission process. I also have to write a report to fool my two companions. You tell me, I'm listening."

"There's actually nothing much to say about the mission process. We rushed in and contacted some local rebels. We took advantage of the dark night and rushed into the base of the Hydra team and knocked him down in no time."

Mason glanced at Mr. Hunter who was drinking coffee. The guy didn't even take off his mask. I really don't know if the coffee will go into her nostrils?

He paused, waiting until Mr. Hunter took a sip of coffee before speaking:

"It was just a small accident during the mission, and I met the Cleaners."

"That's normal."

Mr. Hunter savored his coffee and said casually:

"The world where Sandstorm is located is one of the first worlds to be discovered and developed, and there are rare resources there. It is reasonable for the Cleaners to station troops there.

After all, the "pollution" suffered by that world is the highest level, and some very troublesome guys are occasionally born among the zombies endowed with super vitality.

Your contact with them went smoothly?

Did they embarrass you?"

"No, they are quite easy to talk to."

Mason curled his lips and said:

"Especially when we overthrew five commanders and crushed an entire Cleaners Corps to ashes, that group of kind people never complained even a word from beginning to end."

"Puff"

Mr. Hunter violently sprayed warm coffee from the mouth of the mask, making his office a mess in an instant.

She stood up suddenly, pointed her finger at Mason with a trembling hand, and for a moment she couldn't think of any suitable adjective, so she could only stamp her feet in anger and curse:

"Tell me again what you did? What did you do to them?"

"Kill him."

Mason took out the nameplates of five Cleaner commanders from his arms and threw them on Mr. Hunter's desk. Mr. Hunter was speechless when he saw these things that were still stained with blood and twisted.

At her level, she could defeat a legion of liquidators by herself, not to mention that it was just a local garrison. There would be no strong people stationed there as third-rate characters in the war legion.

It is not impossible for Team K to destroy a garrison with the help of the local resistance.

But the problem is, this is not a question of combat effectiveness comparison at all!

The demise of a world-based legion will definitely trigger an investigation from the Liquidator headquarters and even directly alert the higher authorities. Once what Mason has done is exposed, she and her people will also be implicated.

To be honest, Mr. Hunter's heart really burst out with anger and murderous intent at this moment.

This Mason is so crazy!

He had no idea how much trouble his actions would bring to his companions who were still hiding in the darkness.

But before Mr. Hunter could get angry, Mason took the initiative to send more information.

He told the story of the Green Goblin and the other three Pioneer teams exactly as they were, and even produced a detailed mission report, accurately pointing out the numbers of the three Pioneer teams and a lurking agent hidden in the brother organization. Intelligence network, something of this level immediately made Mr. Hunter suppress his anger and then narrowed his eyes.

She keenly captured the gold content of the information brought back by Mason.

"The 'Defender' and 'Punishment' teams are just two teams. They are very low-key and not very famous among B-class members, but the 'Aegis' team is indeed very powerful.

Each of their missions was completed very beautifully and had almost no interaction with other teams. It has almost become one of the urban legends of the Star Society.

As far as I know, my fellow swordsman has been secretly wooing them. "

Mr. Hunter sat on the chair and thought. She glanced at Mason and said:

"You're really going to get me into trouble!"

"But I have brought you three forces that can be controlled. Once their dark history is exposed, they will have no place in the Association of Stars."

Mason whispered:

"This is not necessarily an organization that encourages betrayal, right? I know that our actions have great risks, but they are nothing compared to the current gains.

You should probably go there yourself and interview the old Green Goblin.

The old fox has his own ideas and is at his weakest now. With a little guidance, he can be your helper. Maybe there will be a new member in our little 'Quint Club'.

Although I don't like old Norman, I have to admit that that guy is definitely smart and ruthless. He is a rare 'talent' for your career. "

"Well, I really should go there, not just to see him, but also to deal with the mess you left."

Mr. Hunter wiped the coffee stains on his mask, sighed tiredly, and said:

"Mason, I hope you at least inform me before doing something like this next time. Maybe you think you are helping, but you are not! Our organization does not need that many people at the moment.

What's more, according to you, he is still a careerist. "

"I admit that my actions this time were somewhat irrational, and I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused you."

Mason pocketed the ooze monster Kevin and said softly:

"But I think I have proven my loyalty and ability, and I deserve more trust. So Mr. Hunter, can you tell me now what is the ultimate goal of our small organization?"

Mr. Hunter was silent for a few seconds, raised his head, and replied:

"Be patient, Old K. The answers have to be found one by one. Haven't you always been curious about the truth about 'shock'? I think it might be more appropriate for us to discuss this issue again after you have experienced it once."