Chapter 206 4 Strange Friendship Always Comes Uninvited, Occasionally Breaking Into the Door Happy New Year's Eve [1115]

Chapter 206 4. Strange friendships always come uninvited and occasionally break in - Happy New Year's Eve [1115]

Behind the Black Pearl, on the swirling sea surface, an ominous ghost ship is sinking into the water.

Will Turner does not intend to show up in Virginia Harbor. He and his ghost pirates have things to do, and it is estimated that they will not appear in the final war until the Liquidators show up.

"What is the effect of strengthening?"

Mason watched the Dutchman sink to the bottom of the sea and asked Zha Kang who was yawning next to him.

“Okay, so-so”

Constantine, who was obviously very satisfied but insisted on pretending to be nothing more than that, said as usual:

"The improvement in physical fitness has allowed me to gain some abdominal muscles, and I can even bend steel pipes with my bare hands, but what makes me even more happy is the manipulation of magic. Several magics that were originally difficult to use are now readily available.

Some forbidden spells that cannot be used can also be arranged. It seems that the inheritance of the Isu people does have something. "

"As long as you're satisfied."

Mason pouted and said:

"I've given you the reward you've always wanted, John. Work hard this time. Although it's not as ominous as I felt before in the Isu world, you can do it this time without saying more than me. Understanding the situation we face doesn’t improve anything.”

"I heard from Barbara that you still don't think killing a god is exciting enough, so you plan to make it more difficult for yourself?"

Zha Kang puffed away the cigarette butt and said:

"Are you planning to transfer the people here to a safe world? Are you crazy? There are at least one million people here. Even if we open the two world doors in our hands all day long to transfer, we will survive until the end of the world. Not enough time.

I'm guessing Mr. Hunter isn't planning on helping?

To be honest, if I were a decision-maker like him, I wouldn't waste my energy in a world like this. It's of little value, really. "

"It has nothing to do with worthiness, John."

Mason snapped his fingers and said:

"When we see it, we can't ignore it."

"Hey, this is another symptom of kindness."

Zha Kang blew out a strange ship-shaped smoke ring and complained:

"I understand, you are just a madman who can't take any time off. In Peter's world, you helped a group of doomsday survivors find a new home, and you are still unwilling to let go of these poor people on the sea. You just can't bear to see others suffer.

You are simply a living Buddha.

If they don't erect a monument for you after this shit is over, your good intentions will be in vain. "

"Whatever you say."

Mason shrugged. He stood on the bow of the ship under the dark night and looked at the gloomy sea in the distance. He crossed his arms and said:

"We cannot turn a blind eye to these people who are struggling to survive. Every pair of eyes we see praying for help when walking on this road should be answered. Since we have the ability to help, why shouldn't we accept all the help?

Actually, I have a bold idea, John. "

He turned back to look at Zha Kang.

When the latter noticed Mason's expression, he immediately crossed his hands and shouted:

"No! Stop your bold ideas! The last time you said you had an idea, we were forced to fight with the Association of Stars and robbed Wayne Industries' warehouse to steal millions of vaccines.

This time I think your idea may be even crazier.

Be realistic, Mason.

The end is near, and you are not a savior, and you don’t want to be a god, so you can’t save everyone! "

"How will you know if you don't try?"

Mason ignored Zha Kang’s shouting and said with bright eyes:

"I will think of a way to send all the people here to Old Peter's world! They have enough supplies and places to live there, but they just lack people.

The old Green Goblin is confident that he can survive this impact with the help of the Quint Society. He will need these people if he wants to rebuild the world, and this will not hurt him. "

"Oh my God, you still said it!"

Constantine covered his face and said in a desperate tone:

"Not to mention whether Norman Osborne is willing to accept these 18th-century father-in-law refugees, let's talk about the space-time disturbance caused by two doors to the world opening at the same time and keeping them open for several days!

Don’t forget, we have done experiments, and the base world is needed as a transit between the two world gates.

It's almost like turning on a torch in Gotham!

Not to mention a spellcaster of Dr. Destiny's level, even an apprentice can clearly feel it.

You are simply undermining us!

Are you tired of this hide-and-seek game, so you plan to play it openly with superheroes who have been made nervous by disaster? "

"Well, you're right, I ignored that."

Mason nodded with regret.

Zha Kang's rebuttal hit the mark. If he wanted to continue to maintain the anonymity of Team K, he couldn't do it in such a big way. Now that he had persuaded Mason, Constantine also breathed a sigh of relief.

He did feel that Mason was asking for trouble.

He admitted that the people struggling to survive in front of him were pitiful, but what did that have to do with him? Everyone has his own destiny, what's the point of always waiting for others to save him?

It’s better to ask for yourself than to ask for help from others. Don’t forget that you are also a human being.

Mason, who was persuaded by Zha Kang, returned to the modified cabin of the Black Pearl, where he built a simple alchemy room, but judging from the expression on his face, it was obvious that he had not given up his plan.

But when Mr. Hunter was unwilling to help and Team K's World Gate was unusable, he had to think of another way.

At this confusing moment, Mason needed to calm down, and the way he calmed down was to walk into the alchemy room to complete a potion making.

Mason took out Hufflepuff's golden cup with ease, and poured the ingredients he had prepared in his suitcase into it. He heated it over a slow fire and released a wisp of magic fire and placed it on the phoenix egg set up next to it.

He advanced alchemy with skillful techniques, but what he was thinking about was another thing. After exhausting all the current possibilities, Mason still couldn't find a usable method until he caught a glimpse of the "engraved stone" placed on the alchemy table. An idea suddenly appeared in my mind.

Maybe he can find some clues from the Isu people's heritage?

Mason picked up the dangerous "biological mutagen" and rubbed it in his hand. Their understanding of parallel worlds and the structure of the universe is very profound, perhaps.

"You look troubled, my brother."

A sudden voice made Mason turn around warily, and then he saw a shadow floating behind him.

It was an image of an Isu, wearing a researcher's white armor and a very sacred half-robe, just like the costumes on the stone sculptures of ancient Greek gods.

Mason blinked and looked around. The two pirates guarding the door of the alchemy room turned a deaf ear.

Therefore, he was sure that only he could see this guy.

Is this the Isu bloodline going crazy again and starting to project images of the past?

His thoughts seemed to be sensed by this Isu vision, which was suspended in front of Mason's eyes, shaking his head and explaining:

"No, I am not an illusion from the past, Hephaestus, I am Consus, 'residing' on the cloak behind your back. It was the biological signals you sent out when you were thinking about profound questions that woke me up."

"Oh, Prometheus."

Mason touched the Isu Shroud wrapped around him. There was indeed a consciousness signal from the ancient Isu people in this thing. He looked at the "ghost" and said:

"I am not the Hephaestus you are familiar with, and this is not your hometown. I am sorry to disturb your sleep, but I am not in the mood to discuss the Isu civilization with you right now.

As you can see, I'm very busy. "

“I saw that you were making some high-end medicines using pure manual methods, but what you were thinking and what you were doing were not in sync.

You also hold in your hands a dangerous mutagen crafted by our sister Juno.

IMHO, as long as you slide your hand, the genetic signal interference produced by this biological mutagen is enough to turn all the ordinary humans on this ship into monsters you don't want to see. "

Consus the Isu reminded slowly:

"According to Isu biological laboratory regulations, this dangerous test subject should be contained in a secondary time stasis vessel, my brother, tell me.

Tell me about your troubles, and I can be a listening ear even if I can't help.

The best part is, you don’t have to worry about me talking about your worries. As you can see, I’m just a ‘ghost’ from the past that only you can see. "

"Uh, okay."

Mason looked at the overly peaceful Isu ghost in front of him with strange eyes.

He put the biological mutagen in his hand into his luggage, and while paying attention to his pot of potion, he told the trouble he was facing now.

Consus thought for a moment after listening. His vision peeled off and appeared in another place. He stretched out his hand and wrote some complicated Isu characters in the air. Then he turned back to Mason and said:

"Do you remember the instrument we originally designed to explore the parallel world system? If you can make it now, you can lock the phase coordinates of the target world without relying on the time and space shuttle device provided by the stars.

Then use your amazing crafting skills to analyze their world gates.

Then use your supreme wisdom to imitate a safe and uninterrupted transfer device, and the problems that trouble you will be solved. With my understanding of your amazing skills, my brother, these imitations will not trouble you. "

"That's the problem."

Mason rubbed his forehead and said:

"Those complicated knowledge haven't been unlocked in my mind yet. The inheritance you set up should have some biological locks added to it, so that it can unlock the knowledge and technology you possess to me in a step-by-step manner.

I could learn now, but I guess it’s too late. "

"Then we can only use another more risky way."

Consus was silent for a moment, then suggested:

"Use the power of the enemy! As you said, if those invaders will enter the world on a large scale before the end, then they must have equipment on hand that can teleport troops on a large scale.

That could work for you too, but it would be very risky. "

"This is a way."

Mason crossed his arms and rubbed his chin and said:

"If you can't find a better idea, then it becomes optional. Do you have any other suggestions?"

"I would advise you to give up, my brother."

Consus said seriously:

"You are planning something that is cost-effective and very dangerous. Given your current situation, maybe you should learn to accept this reality.

That is, you cannot save everyone.

That is beyond your capabilities. "

Mason was silent. After a few seconds, he shook his head and said:

"It seems that our conversation is over. Thank you for your help, Consus. I will call you if I have any questions that I don't understand in the future. You are good at biotechnology, right?

Can you show me this fortified formula?

I want to improve the side effects of strengthening drugs that can produce a second personality to be safer. "

"why not?"

The vision of Consus hovered next to Mason, and he whispered:

“I have slept long enough, and I am glad that I could be of help to you in these terrible times, my kind brother.

Well, the design of this formula is really bold. It uses such a crude method to stimulate the pituitary gland to secrete more substances that are beneficial to body circulation. In my opinion, the gain outweighs the gain.

You might be able to improve this.

Come on, pick up your pen and modify its generating equation according to my instructions. "

At this time, outside the alchemy room.

The first mate Mr. Gibbs, who was wearing a cool toad mirror, was looking at Mason who was talking to himself in the dark area. He was very worried and whispered to Barbara who was called secretly behind him. :

"Sir Mason seemed to be talking to someone, but there was no one around him. This scene frightened the brother at the gate and reported it to me. Ms. Barbara, do you think this is because Master Mason is under too much pressure, so..."

Mr. Gibbs pointed to his own brain and made a confused movement.

Batgirl was silent.

She just bit her lip and looked at Mason with a worried look in front of her, who was getting more and more excited talking to her. As a teammate and nominal sister who got along day and night, Barbara was very aware of the pressure Mason was under during this time.

Especially after he injected himself with strange drugs in order to turn the tide in the assassin world, Mason's behavior became even more bizarre.

"Don't alert others yet."

Barbara gave orders to First Officer Gibbs, who was full of fear, and quietly retreated to discuss with Zha Kang, so that the unreliable guy could check Mason's spirit.

If it doesn't work, Team K will have to give up this mission. Mason's health is much more important than this shabby world!

But just when Batgirl walked out of the cabin to find Zha Kang, her personal communicator suddenly vibrated.

Batgirl took out the communicator given by Judy. She thought it was Judy who encountered something interesting in Gotham, so she shared it with her across the world, but when she picked up the communicator, she found that it was from an unknown number. a message.

"I heard you guys ran into a little trouble?"

The message for that number said:

"When your old friends in Team K and your incompetent superiors who are unwilling to take risks can't help, why not try to contact new friends?"

"?"

Barbara was surprised and clicked on the note on this unfamiliar number.

It was discovered that this was a "mysterious guest" who had met in the assassin world before, and she did exchange communication methods with Barbara when she left.

Batgirl was also very happy to see that her friend who fought side by side survived, but she was more concerned about the content of this message.

She walked to the edge of the deck, thought for a while, and dialed the number for cross-world communication.

A few seconds later, a holographic projection appeared on the communicator, projecting the figure of the yellow-haired girl of Mysterio in front of Barbara along with the background of a dim hall carved with demon sculptures.

On the screen, the mysterious guest is lying comfortably on an evil-looking throne, holding a bucket of ice cream in his hand and eating it with a skull spoon.

"Yo, Barbara, are you okay? I heard you were in trouble?"

The mysterious guest waved his hand and said in a familiar manner:

"Do you need help?"

"How did you know we were in trouble?"

Barbara asked warily:

"Are you monitoring us?"

"Well"

Mysterio was dumbfounded by this question. She lowered her head and complained:

"Oh, now C-level personnel are really stupid, and the job of secret surveillance is really hard to do. I'm starting to miss the group of idiots I met at the beginning.

Just popping a flame on your finger will scare them into obedience. "

Then she raised her head again, brushed her long blond hair, took a big mouthful of ice cream, put it into her mouth, and said vaguely:

"Let's not talk about this for now. Just tell me if you need help? I can help."

"Help? How do you plan to help?"

Barbara already felt that there was definitely something wrong with the guy opposite. She didn't intend to continue the conversation and said casually:

"Can you create a transfer door?"

"Huh? Transfer gate? I thought it was a big deal, but this is it?"

The swordsman sitting on his throne laughed like a queen and said:

"Tell me, how many do you want? I'll report it right away."