Chapter 209 7 Come on, Wade, Give Him a Hard Time! Happy New Year's Eve [1415]

Chapter 209 7. Come on, Wade, give him a hard job! ——Happy New Year’s Eve【1415】

Star Castle, Mr. Hunter's office.

After running to deliver the transfer door components to Mason but finding out that the guy had secretly found a "new friend", Ciri was very unhappy and took off her mask and threw it on the table.

She wasn't just angry because of this incident, but she suspected that the previously evil swordsman might have taken advantage of her when she wasn't paying attention.

As far as she knew, the force behind the Swordsman was fully capable of bypassing the Star Castle to obtain such a thing, but the problem was that the Swordsman's force was very exclusive, almost to the point of being "isolated" from the world.

Why should they take such a big risk to help Mason, a little-known C-level personnel?

Could it be that there are secrets about Mason that he hasn't discovered yet?

After making herself a cup of coffee to calm down, the hunter Shirley, who was sitting in the chair, thought about what Mason had just said about the Quint Society. She suddenly discovered that the little bastard who no one believed had said it. It's not unreasonable.

I have indeed secretly caused many obstacles for the Stars Association over the years. Those promising pioneer teams were brought under my direct supervision and after confirming that they were hopeless, I randomly found a difficult world and threw it in like garbage.

Only then did the "horrible legend" of his disregard for human life in the Association of Stars spread.

However, after so many years, the only survivors of the pioneering teams she discovered personally were Anna's Akers team and Afterlife team, and at most Mason's K team.

This shows how poor the standards of the Stars Club are when selecting members.

However, this seems to be the maximum level of sabotage authority Quint will give her.

She did follow the instructions and cut off many of the "evil branches" of the Society of Stars, but she almost never touched on the real core issues of the organization. Old A kept letting herself be patient, persuading herself to learn to accept the necessary sacrifices.

She had heard these words so often that she had even spoken out the original words to persuade Mason, but Mason's unreasonable answer stunned her like a heavy hammer.

Yes!

What does Lao A and their "great goals" have to do with themselves?

I originally joined them just to avenge my parents, but after more than ten years of hiding, I had to give up my main goal and instead serve their ideals?

"So is it possible that, just like what Mason wanted to say but dared not say in front of me, I was really just regarded as a puppet who was installed as a mentor in the Society of Stars?

Am I really irreplaceable? "

Xili asked herself at this moment.

She found that she couldn't get an answer, and this feeling was even worse than finding out that she was really a puppet.

She would have had no worries if she didn't think about these things, but that little devil Mason seemed to have opened a box in her mind, making her afraid to easily trust the people she used to call "companions" anymore.

The most extreme thing she did to the Society of Stars and other organizations in the past was to take advantage of the opportunity to kill a few liquidator legions, or to ambush one or two weak conquerors.

I thought this job was quite valuable before.

But he did the same thing less than two months after joining Team K. Under such terrifying efficiency and contrast, Xili suddenly realized that he seemed to have been fishing for more than ten years.

It’s still the kind of “freezing” fish, a typical boiled frog in warm water.

She put the cup on the table a little irritably, planning to take a bath and relax before her next inspection, but as soon as she got up, Mason's soul-searching question came to mind again:

If we just think differently but don't take action, what is the meaning of this organization's existence?

They clearly do have the ability to do more.

“If good people don’t do something, bad people will fill those holes.”

Xili couldn't remember where she heard this sentence, but at this moment she stood up from her chair and walked to the window of the office to look at the scenery that once belonged to her own world.

Mason said something before that deeply hurt her.

He said he finally understood why Old K was in so much pain at the end of his life.

Ciri was actually hiding something from Mason.

Regarding the disaster in the Caribbean world, when Old K received an order from the Association of Stars to spread the zombie virus in the Caribbean world, he also sought out Ciri to resist the task, but Ciri finally convinced him on the grounds that the organization needed him to lurk.

Ciri thought she had convinced him.

"Ciri the Hound."

The silver-haired huntress closed her eyes and whispered, then she took a deep breath, turned around, walked to the drawer, opened it, took out an old communication device, and activated the special communication module.

A few seconds later, she said to the phone:

"Morgan, do you remember V's last suggestion? I thought about it and thought your idea might make sense, so let's take action now.

I'll be deploying an additional transfer gate module to you over the next hour.

But you have to complete the transfer of the two special D-class worlds that you have marked in the next three days, those worlds that you thought were salvageable but were judged to be 'worthless'.

remember!

This is your proposal! So don’t complain to me about being tired next time, okay? "

"Afterlife team received it! Set off immediately."

Morgan Blackhand's voice came from it, with a hint of surprise. However, when accepting the task, this mercenary leader from the 2077 era asked curiously:

"Mr. Hunter, didn't you say before that this proposal is too risky and may expose us? Why is it so sudden?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly have an extra module on hand. It would be a pity to get rid of it like this."

Xili glanced at the magic pocket on the table expressionlessly and said:

“Give me the coordinates and I’ll send the module over.

By the way, Morgan, please contact the captains of the three teams of ‘Aegis’, ‘Defender’ and ‘Punishment’ on your behalf. I will wait for them at the Star Castle.

Just wait an hour!

I also want to take this opportunity to see if they and we are the same person."

——

"Snapped"

A box of things was thrown from the darkness into the bottom cabin of the Black Pearl. Amidst the noise, a strange guy tried to crawl in through a very small crack.

But he seemed to have miscalculated the dimensions.

It was like an adult trying to crawl through a tunnel prepared for children, but in the end he could only get stuck in it awkwardly. His posture was like that of a monkey trapped under the mountain, with only his left hand and head left to move.

He sighed, cursing his bad luck under his breath.

It was as if he was used to this bad situation. After he cursed and tried for several minutes but was unable to climb out or retreat, the guy had a sudden change of heart and activated a certain device in the dark.

With a "buzz" sound, his whole body "split" apart, and his screaming head and a small half of his head smashed into the cabin in an explosion of blood and flesh, and landed at the feet of a person with two clatters.

The "messenger" blinked and raised his head to see Mason, wearing an Isu Pioneer Armor, grabbing a cool-looking technological rifle and staring at him speechlessly.

The guy who sneaked into the Black Pearl decided to show his friendliness, so he tried hard to raise his only remaining hand and said to Mason:

"Hello."

"Hello, Wade."

Mason recognized this guy.

He carried the improved Widowmaker behind his back, squatted down and looked at the "human stick" in front of him, hesitating whether to pick up his torn body.

Mason should do it.

But he didn't want to because it was too disgusting.

This guy almost blew himself apart.

"Did Sir Swordsman ask you to deliver this transfer gate module?"

Mason quickly changed the topic, pretending that he had a sudden eye attack, and did not see the body remains scattered all over the bottom of the tank. He said:

"Why don't you go through the main entrance? I've even sent someone to wait for you at the Gate of the World."

"How boring is it to go through the main entrance?"

The guy with the black and red hood suddenly boasted proudly:

"I'm on a secret mission that cannot be discovered by the bad guys from the Society of Stars. A secret mission, do you understand? Secrecy is the first priority.

It's a pity that there is something wrong with this transmission belt again.

I knew that the bastard engineers at the Star Castle were too good at their craftsmanship. They had guaranteed that the accident rate had dropped below 15.24%.

As a result, I was hit every time. If it hadn't worked a few times, I would have doubted whether they were retaliating against me. Don't worry, it only takes a few minutes for me to grow back.

Well, I can already feel it in my calves."

"Well, God, this scene is really terrible."

Mason reached up and covered his eyes.

As an alchemist, I have seen many disgusting scenes, but the one in front of me really belongs to the kind that should be mosaicd.

He couldn't stand the damn smell here, so he took out a good-quality healing potion and poured it into the A-level personnel at his feet to help him recover faster.

A few minutes later, the A-class personnel who finally "grew back" and nicknamed "Crazy" Deadpool finally stood up. He cheered, wiped the non-existent sweat, and swayed his hips again. He made obscene movements to confirm that all his parts were there, and then turned back to look at Mason, who was already checking the components of the transfer door.

He walked forward, put his hand on Mason's shoulder in a familiar manner, and said without hesitation:

"What are you capable of, man?"

"I have some Isu blood, I can make some things, and my guns are pretty accurate, but other than that, I'm just a weak C-level person."

Mason replied humbly.

He would be checking the integrity of the additional components used in the World Gate. If someone else had sent them, there would be no need to check them.

But since this guy was the delivery person, Mason felt that he had to check it at least three times.

But Mr. Wade was very dissatisfied with Mason's answer. The white eyepatch on his blood-stained crimson mask twisted into big and small eyes according to his mood, and he puffed his beard and said with a glare:

“That’s not what I asked, I meant uh, forget it, let’s not talk about it.

But I found that something is not right about you young man. Ordinary C-level personnel are frightened when they see an A-level boss like me. Some enthusiastic C-level girls will even take the initiative to invite me to 'coach' them.

Why are you so calm?

I'm still waiting for you to give me some gifts to build a good relationship with me or something. By the way, if it weren't for this benefit, who would be willing to travel such a long distance.

The swordsman assured me that you are a rich man and generous. "

"Well, it's probably because I saw an A-level personnel die in front of me a few days ago. Tsk, that death was so tragic."

Mason glanced at the guy next to him who was complaining and said:

"Maybe I haven't come out of that shadow yet, so I neglected you, Lord Wade, please forgive me, the gift. Of course I prepared it, how could I let you run in vain?

Let me see, where did I put it?

I carefully selected it.

Oh, here!"

Mason took out the "Cerberus Reward" from his arms and tossed it up and down in his hand. The Isu ghost Consus, who could only be seen by him, floated beside Mason and dissuaded him:

"Don't! Giving him this thing will turn him into a monster. He doesn't have Isu blood. "

Mason pretended not to hear.

He casually threw the dangerous but mysterious biological mutagen to Deadpool who came to deliver something. The latter smiled happily when he saw that there was something good.

That damn crimson mask also turned into a smiling face for some reason.

He whistled and took the thing in his hand. The moment it touched the biological mutagen, a section of the alien gene was injected into Deadpool's already unstable gene sequence.

The latter screamed and stepped back and knelt on the ground.

As the dark Isu fragments merged into his body, his appearance began to change dramatically. Amid the low roar, within a few minutes, a four-meter-tall "big guy" with horns, hooves and a tail stood up in the cabin with his head shaking.

"This"

The Isu biologist Consus next to Mason was stunned.

He exclaimed:

"This mutation is too fast, right? How loose should his genes be? Is this guy made of building blocks? Just a few mutagenic signals can cause mutation to this extent? "

"Ah! How did I become a bull?"

Deadpool was turned into a monster, but he was not panicked at all.

He did not feel that he was "plotted against", but tilted his big head with interest to look at his hands, hooves and the tail swinging behind him.

"This is a 'Druid Transformer', Lord Wade."

Mason walked up and took the camera to capture this precious "experimental picture", while explaining:

"When holding the heart of the giant beast, you will be randomly transformed into four legendary creatures, namely the Minotaur, Medusa, Cyclops and Sphinx.

This is a divine weapon I carefully made.

Ordinary people will die after using it once, but your special performance allows you, who are so powerful, to use it unlimited times.

If you are willing to accept a little transformation, you can also 'unlock' the more powerful 'mythical form' Cerberus for free! That is, the three-headed dog of hell.

Of course, this small operation will have to wait until we finish this job. I will complete this small transformation operation for you when we meet next time. "

"Wow, that sounds cool, man, I like this transformation device! Just like the cool transformation belts those weird guys found, although the posture and voice when transforming are really embarrassing, but I really want to make one for myself.

Unfortunately, I can't find a way. "

Deadpool, who turned into a Minotaur, was more than four meters tall. The cabin couldn't accommodate him at all. He could only squat in place, touching the sharp and huge bull horns and screaming at Mason:

"You are so generous, I will definitely say good things to you when I go back, but how can I change this thing back? Although it's cool, I can't always be like this.

Speaking of which, why did I suddenly want to go to Cyclops' house after turning into a minotaur?

Or any married woman whose husband is not at home."

He squatted on the ground, shaking his head and imitating the bull's cry, and then saw Mason pull out the rifle behind him and aim at his heart, and said to him in the hissing sound of charging:

"It's a bit troublesome to change back, I have to dig the heart of the beast out of your body.

Most people would die if they did this, but you won't die, so I said that only a 'great man' like you is worthy of this transformation device.

Are you ready?

I'm going to shoot, it might hurt a little. "

"Oh, so, then you shoot accurately!"

Deadpool positioned himself on the spot, showing his chest to Mason, and the young man pulled the trigger without hesitation, and a hole was opened in the chest of this Deadpool minotaur with a bang.

The blood-stained Cerberus Reward fell to the ground with a bang, and rolled to Mason's feet again, while the huge corpse in front of him fell to the ground, bleeding and quickly changing from monster form to human form.

After a few minutes, Deadpool got up from the ground in high spirits.

There was still blood on his chest, but he was full of energy. He happily took the box of biological mutagen from Mason, whistled and waved goodbye to him, saying:

"I'm leaving now, generous guy, I will say good things about you in front of the professor, see you next time! Remember my little surgery, I'm still waiting.

Tsk tsk, I can do so many things with three heads.

It's exciting just thinking about it."

After saying that, he activated the tattered conveyor belt on his battle suit again.

With a bang, this unreliable guy disappeared on the spot, and under Mason's twitching eyes, there was still an arm left on the spot, and the five fingers were still twitching. This scene was simply too weird.

Then another dark hole appeared, and another hand reached out to pick up the arm he left behind and disappeared completely with a whoosh.

"That guy."

The Isu ghost floating behind Mason's cloak said with interest:

"With such a strong self-healing power that has reached the level of immortality, he is a perfect test subject."

"Yes, he is."

Mason took out a recording board marked with biological mutagenesis experiment from behind, and numbered the photos he had just taken and pasted them on it. He complained to Consus:

"This guy has been crazy for a long time. It is difficult for his brain to be interested in normal things. If you want to fool him, you have to do something cruel.

I installed a recording device in the biological mutagen, which will record the biological data of Wade Wilson every time he uses it. When we meet next time, we can reproduce the data required for this experiment. It should be enough.

But are all the subordinates of the Swordsman mutants?

Wade said something like "Professor" before he left. "

Mason stroked his chin, and after a few seconds, he said with a subtle expression:

"It seems that after the matter here is over, I have to check my genes in depth."

"No need to check, my brother."

Consus floated behind Mason and said:

"The Shroud has a perfect biological information extraction function. Your carrier is an ordinary human being. When awakened, it has the triple helix DNA characteristics of Isu creatures. "

"I used to think so. "

Mason looked at his fingers and said:

"But to be honest, I am not so sure now. "