Chapter 193 76 I See that You Are a Girl with Extraordinary Talents. Are You Interested in Joining Team K?

Chapter 193 76. I see that you, a yellow-haired girl, have amazing bones. Are you interested in joining Team K?

Mason's transformation of the Anti-Superman suit went very smoothly. It took him three hours to basically assemble it and install it on the reactor, ready to be started at any time.

The changes brought to Mason's creative skills by the knowledge from the God of Fire and Forging are currently just whimsical ideas, but as he continues to deepen and integrate inheritance, it will eventually bring about absolute qualitative changes.

That change is exactly what Mason wants to see.

With two hours left before the scheduled meeting with the team members, Mason got out of his suitcase. He looked around cautiously and did not see anyone coming in the underground parking lot that was half destroyed by the bombing. trace.

Of this he was certain.

Because he used the super-sensory skill "Eagle Eye" brought by the Isu bloodline, which is the basic ability of the Isu bloodline in this world. When activated, the five senses are strengthened to capture all clues around him.

It's equivalent to a downgraded version of "Spider Sense".

And as he continues to adapt to the Isu people's super senses, this eagle eye ability will be upgraded. It is difficult for Mason to use words to describe the feeling when this super sense is activated.

But to sum it up, it’s cool.

Very cool.

With his eyes closed, he could sense all kinds of detailed changes in the 360° surroundings without blind spots, so he no longer had to worry about being attacked.

It is said that the Isu people can even clearly feel the flow of time because of their keen perception. If Mason continues to strengthen himself like this, maybe one day he can really master the "bullet time" ability on his own.

"Although it is not a direct reinforcement, this kind of step-by-step approach is not bad."

Mason jumped out with satisfaction.

He picked up the suitcase and took out a tube of Polyjuice Potion from his pocket and drank it in one gulp. Ten seconds later, when he left the abandoned parking lot, he had completely transformed into the appearance of the local assassin saint John Wick.

I "borrowed" a car casually on the street at dawn, started it with an engineering master key, and took out a chip and inserted it into the speaker USB in the car's console.

Soon, the voice of veteran AI driver Delamain sounded in the car:

"Hello, Passenger 1, it's so satisfying to see you safe and sound."

"Hello, Lao De."

Mason leaned on the driver's seat and said:

"Here, come and drive. I'll take a moment and see that the target is the Grand Temple of New York outside the city. The coordinates have been entered into your program."

"Received, planning the best route."

The car started off again amid the clear electronic sound, and soon took Mason away from the city after a night of hustle and bustle.

But he didn't go very far.

Just a few minutes after Mason was still squinting in the slight fatigue after drug enhancement, a sudden loud noise woke him up from his half-asleep.

He instinctively grabbed the penguin umbrella and held the kinetic energy pistol at his waist. He was about to scold the old driver AI for going crazy again and causing a traffic accident. Then when he looked up, he realized that it seemed that Dramain was not to blame.

Lying on the hood of the car in front of him was a human figure that had fallen from the sky and was covered in flesh and blood.

This guy smashed the glass of Mason's car. His blond hair was stained with blood and looked quite miserable. Mason could still see his fingers twitching. This guy was smashed so high that he didn't die?

"Look at her arms! Mason."

The hat on the young man’s head reminded:

"It's your people."

"oh?"

Mason rubbed his eyes and jumped out of the car, pulled the guy off his hood, and looked carefully at the guy's arm next to the black smoke-emitting vehicle and found that there was indeed a bloody devil's mark on it.

"Why is he cut into pieces like this? It's like he rolled out of a meat slicer. The assassins tortured him deliberately. Well, he's still a young girl."

He wiped the face of the "companion" who fell from the sky with a handkerchief. Although he was seriously injured, he could still tell that it was a young lady.

This gave Mason a hard time.

"Looking at this injury, it should be that the assassins escaped from the chaos when they attacked the Continental Hotel. In this world, except for the A-level personnel Wesker that Zha Kang and the others met, all B-level members are stationed here, so she should be too. One of those people.”

The young man touched his hat and said:

"Should we leave her here to die? Or should we take advantage of the situation and give her a stab?"

"She's almost awake."

Hat reminds:

"Her recovery speed is astonishingly fast. You may not be able to beat her, but she still has a very chaotic magic power on her body, as if she was hit head-on by some powerful magic and sustained damage.

Don’t the assassins in this world not know magic? "

Mason put on medical gloves, laid the injured person in front of him flat on the ground, and took out the magic cloth bandage and first aid equipment he made. He explained:

"The Isu are very skilled in controlling energy, and some of the energy devices they left behind behave like magic when activated.

After all, both are changes in energy, so it is not surprising that such an injury occurs.

Look around for me, hat.

I'm going to bandage her. "

"The Isu Shroud you are wearing can cure her."

The Sorting Hat said:

"Although you have explained how that thing works before, I still find its existence incredible. These Isu people have used technology to do things that are difficult to do even with magic."

"Are you stupid? Why should I cure her? She is not a friend. I just bandaged her to increase my proficiency."

Mason rolled his eyes and quickly used the distressed person in front of him to gain a few waves of first aid proficiency. He then placed the distressed girl wrapped like a rice dumpling in the grass on the side of the road and hid it.

He packed up his medical kit and returned to the car. Seeing that the car was beyond repair, he had no choice but to risk throwing his motorcycle out.

When he got on the motorcycle, Mason pushed his hat and said:

"This step is enough for a stranger who meets by chance. Whether she can escape the assassins depends on her luck. They should bear such professional risks when searching for good things here.

Besides, I, a C-level rookie, can’t protect myself now, so how can I have the time to care about the life and death of a B-level boss? "

"Whoosh"

The flying motorcycle took off into the sky at lightning speed, and within a few minutes, Mason was taken away from the road and into the wilderness on the outskirts of the city. Just when he was about to observe the terrain from a high place to find the direction of the rift valley of the Great Temple, the hat on his head suddenly issued a warning. arrive:

"left!"

"Shua"

Mason reacted very quickly and pulled out the kinetic energy pistol from his waist. He opened his eyes of death and quickly drew the gun. He fired seven shots to his left side, but the moment the bullets flew out, a hand was clasped on his wrist. Then push it towards the top of your head.

All seven bullets were fired in a short period of time, and there was also a blond girl wrapped up like a rice dumpling in the back of Mason's scooter.

"what's wrong with you?"

The latter appeared in Mason's car like a flash, and with a squeeze of his bandaged fingers, Mason's wrist hurt and the pistol fell into the opponent's hand.

She stared at Mason with wide blue eyes, and scolded weakly but fiercely:

"Shouldn't I help a girl in distress when I see her on the roadside asking for help? Why did you leave me on the roadside to die while I was half bandaged? Where is your chivalry?

Has your conscience been eaten by a dog? "

"With your skills, do you still need my help?"

Mason, who was wearing a safety helmet and flight goggles, was shocked and retorted:

"Even if I don't bandage you and rely on your self-healing, you can still wake up in a few minutes and still have the spirit of chivalry. Don't you even look at what the environment is like now!

The whole world is hunting us!

After all, you are still a B-level personnel and have the ability to protect yourself. I, a C-level rookie, will be doomed if they catch me. Do you still want me to help you in this situation?

Hey, you are the one who has no conscience, right? "

"C-level personnel?"

First, he was severely injured by a sneak attack and then almost killed by a local demigod. At the critical moment, he escaped through a series of random teleportations. Now the swordsman lady, who was sitting in the carriage "breathing back blood", raised her eyebrows.

She looked Mason up and down and said suspiciously:

"What are the C-level personnel doing here? Aren't you willing to commit suicide if you don't think you are enough? Wait, you are... the hunter's stupid... ahem, I mean, the direct team of the respectable Mr. Hunter?

She actually sent you rookies here to die?

This is too much! "

"Yes, that's basically it."

Mason curled his lips and looked at the "companion" in front of him who was wrapped like a mummy. He asked:

"What's going on with you? Were you attacked by assassins at the Continental Hotel last night? But you were still able to escape from being chased by so many assassin saints holding Isu artifacts. It seems that you are very powerful.

That teleportation technique just now was good. Which team are you in? "

"Oh, I have a great background."

The swordsman snorted, and while removing Mason's bandage, he raised his chin proudly and said:

"Have you ever heard of the invincible, unparalleled beauty, super cool swordsman? I am her, uh, the number one warrior under her command. Yes, that's the identity."

Speaking of this, she remembered the information the hunter had revealed to her before, so she quickly added to herself:

"Oh, my superior knew that hunters and warlocks had sent people to this world to investigate the secrets here, but she was extremely wise and not as high-profile as those two idiots, so she quietly sent me to sneak in here.

Plan to conduct a low-key investigation.

As a result, those two idiots' idiot men alerted me and got me involved. Where are you going? Want to escape? There is no need to try, the assassins in this world have some kind of tracking method, and they will find you sooner or later. "

She watched Mason searching the terrain at high altitude, then yawned and said:

"Go down and find a place for me to rest and prepare for the chase. Don't be afraid, little guy, since you saved your sister, she will keep you safe.

Those shameless assassins unexpectedly attacked me. They were so ungrateful. Wait until I recover my health and I'll go back and crush them all to death!

Leave no one behind! "

"Why are you so murderous?"

Mason frowned and threw a bottle of potion over and said:

"In your current situation, it's better not to keep fighting. The chaotic energy in your body is continuing to destroy your body. The wounds cannot heal and you will slowly lose blood.

Since you also admit that I saved you, you will follow my arrangements. We are performing a secret mission.

Be quiet!

I was only one step away from discovering the ultimate secret of the world. "

"Mason? Where are you?"

Zha Kang's voice then sounded accompanied by the shining of Mason's collar pin, and he said:

"We have arrived near the Rift Valley. We defeated a few idiots chasing us along the way and got some good gadgets to re-arm. However, Wesker said that there is quite amazing energy in the Rift Valley, and he plans to go in and see for himself."

"Let him go."

Mason said as he landed towards his companion's position:

"There's nothing wrong with having multiple cannon fodder scapegoats. I'll join you right away. Don't get close to the Great Temple until I arrive."

"Wesker? The 'plague' in the Council of Twelve?"

After he ended the call, the swordsman in the carriage frowned and said:

"The person sent by the Warlock is actually him? Tsk, tsk, it seems that the Warlock is not satisfied with just exploring the secrets. He has made preparations in advance to launch a pollution war here."

"Oh? What do you say?"

Mason asked with squinting eyes:

"Are you familiar with the Council of Twelve?"

"They are quite familiar. I have even eaten with some of them."

The swordsman rolled his eyes and said in the usual bragging tone of passers-by:

"I know those twelve people very well. Take this Wesker as an example. This guy is an out-and-out bad guy. He was a complete villain before he joined the Society of Stars.

Spreading dangerous modified viruses in his own world in an attempt to obtain the secrets of changing life forms, it must be said that he is very talented in this regard.

Later, after his world encountered a crisis, he immediately grabbed the olive branch offered by the stars and became our eyeliner. It only took him a few months to help us defeat the disease that had become a wasteland. world.

But his greatest achievement wasn't that. "

The swordsman waved her hands with disgust and nonchalantly shared the inside story that only the three giants knew. She said:

"Albert Wesker's research on biological viruses made him favored by Warlock, who later included him in the "Contamination War" team.

That guy did a great job.

The original highly lethal and scarce source virus was combined with many strange things, and was downgraded into a less dangerous but more polluting 'zombie virus'.

Because of his success in this area, it only took him one year to enter the Council of Twelve and become an effective member of the Warlock Faction.

The downgrade virus he created was quickly spread to countless D-level and C-level worlds, greatly accelerating the development of the Star Club in this area.

That’s why his nickname is ‘Blight’.

It's like a source of pollution, with endless toxins.

The warlock sent that guy here, and he probably planned to have a virus outbreak on the spot after figuring out the secrets here to prepare for the subsequent occupation war.

I'm not telling you, boy, you C-level people are dealing with that kind of guy. "

Miss Swordsman looked like a beautiful girl with a youthful and beautiful face, but she shook her head in an old-fashioned way and said:

"You can't beat him, and I suspect that your companions may have been 'contaminated' by him. That guy is a 'poisonous man'. He has almost all disease samples collected by the stars."

"Tsk"

Mason flicked his tongue, a rare cold murderous intent appeared in his narrowed eyes, and he said:

"Sounds like a heinous guy. If he died in this world, I guess the victims across the stars would be grateful for it, right?"

His words made the swordsman in the carriage show a surprised expression. As an old gunner who has traveled back and forth in countless worlds among the stars, she can naturally understand the profound meaning of Mason's words.

The Stars Association is not a benevolent organization. It is not uncommon for the organization to ambush their companions, kill them, and seize treasures.

She just didn't understand where this C-class person got the courage to ambush an A-class? Are all the C-class cannon fodders under the Hunter so confident?

No wonder the casualty rate is so high.

"Wow"

Suddenly there was a muffled thunder in the sky that was just gloomy just now, and then dark clouds echoed, and gusts of cold wind blew in, making Mason, who was in a bad mood, glance at the sky.

What's going on with this sudden weather change? Is God changing his face specifically to highlight Team K's current desperate situation?

Isn't this too appropriate?

"It's going to rain. Let's go down. These nonsense should be over. By the way, I haven't asked you your name yet? If it's not convenient to say it, can you give me a nickname or something?"

He looked at the swordsman, who shrugged and said:

"Just call me, um, 'Mysterious Guest'. This nickname has been out of use for a long time."

"Mysterious guest?"

Mason was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said:

"A good nickname, mysterious and chic enough."

"Really? Haha, I spent a lot of time thinking about this nickname at first, but when I entered the Stars Club, I was not allowed to use it because it was too recognizable and difficult to hide.

Tsk tsk, what a violation of the rules! I am not considered a front-line hero in my hometown. Even in the parallel world, few people know me, right?

It's really upsetting to mention it. "

Miss Swordsman felt good after being praised.

But she didn't notice the flash of surprise in Mason's eyes.

This B-class personnel is actually a senior X-Men? Tsk tsk, the Star Club is really full of talents, but I don’t know if I will see someone like Professor or Lao Wan one day.

Of course, his favorite short man didn't know if he would be lucky enough to meet and ask for a few autographs.

In addition, is this yellow-haired lady who fell from the sky really a B-level personnel?

Why does this old-fashioned old-fashioned person who speaks in an old-fashioned way not look like him?