Chapter 326 25 Shocked! Old Peter, Who Was Collecting Folk Songs in Gotham, Probably Didn't Know that He Had a New Son-in-Law!

Chapter 326 25. Shock! Old Peter, who is far away in Gotham collecting news, probably doesn’t know that he has a son-in-law!

The lazy Black Death Sword suit man apparently caught a small "bug" in the agreement between it and Mason.

This behavior is hard for Mason to complain about.

But the matter has come to this, facing the Black Death Sword suit who has eaten enough and started to pretend to be dead, the captain has no good solution.

After all, the pitiful wasteland venom in front of him cannot be said to be a good thing, but how to use it makes Mason a little worried.

He really has no use for this thing.

Because he doesn't like being parasitized and doesn't lack the suit system.

He is not Selena, he likes the wonderful feeling of "no restraint" in battle

Well, it seems that Lady Catwoman is quite open-minded in this regard. Tsk tsk, no wonder I am obsessed with that goblin.

"Barbara, do you want it?"

Mason handed the Wasteland Venom in his hand to Bat Girl, who looked at him like an idiot and said:

"There is an interface in my brain, and my left arm is a fully-sensory prosthesis. You want me to use a symbiote on such a sophisticated machine? Are you hoping that my brain will short-circuit?"

"Uh, you guys."

Mason looked at his other team members, then shook his head and said:

"Forget it, it can be destroyed instantly, but if the symbiosis lasts for a long time, even the Kryptonian immune system may not be able to defeat it. If another Kryptonian cytokine storm is triggered, it is estimated that the first Kryptonian to die of the disease will be Appeared in my hand."

"Mr. K! I want it!"

Harley had long noticed the wasteland venom in Mason's hand.

She is also very interested in Catwoman's strange suit that can "change size anywhere." Due to the extremely big brain of a psychopath, she has even imagined many wonderful uses.

Especially when playing with Mr. K.

yeah!

No need to buy all kinds of expensive and cumbersome Cos clothing, your little sweetheart can enjoy better "care"!

"It's not that you can't do it, it's just that your physical fitness is not up to standard."

Mason doesn't mind giving the symbiote to Harley, but he can't give it to her yet. Harley's physical fitness has not yet crossed the border of superhumanity. The symbiote will change her body shape in order to exert its maximum power.

So I can only say it in the same tone as a mother helping her son save new year's money:

"Wait until you become more powerful. Don't drink the green magic potion! Wait until I get back to make you a dose of super soldier serum. Well, why do you have to wait until I get back to do it?"

He shook his head, handed the biological jar to Harley, and while taking out various materials to prepare the medicine on the spot, he said:

"Sleep well tonight, and you will have your own Venom suit tomorrow morning."

"ah!"

Harley pursed her lips in frustration and said:

"I originally prepared a very interesting trick tonight. But I know Selena used venom to turn her cat into a witch! Can I also use the symbiote to turn my dog ​​into a werewolf?"

Faced with her question, which was problematic in every sense of the word, Mason sighed and answered tiredly:

"No, you will only get two venom dogs. This will not increase the combat effectiveness of the Amazon war dogs at all, but will increase the weaknesses of Bud and Luke who are afraid of fire and sound.

So, please, don’t do weird things to your pets. "

"Well, that's a shame."

Harley knelt down, petted her two loyal circus dogs, and said:

"Your already monotonous life has lost a possibility forever."

While Mason was busy, the old wolf, who was frightened by the unexpected situation just now, walked up to him and whispered:

"Mason, why do you and your team members seem so accustomed to this kind of thing? Has your life outside always been so thrilling?"

"This is so far from our real life."

Mason said to Old Wolf:

“Imagine that countless worlds you know and cannot imagine are dying one by one, and you know this but are unable to change it. You can choose to give up on yourself, or feel good before the end.

This is probably a true portrayal of our lives. "

"Then which one did you choose?"

Old Logan asked, and Mason whispered:

"I chose the third hardest hidden option, the ones I just did."

These words made the old wolf turn his head and look at the wastelanders in the factory who were being identified by Zod and Blue Beetle, whose weapons were collected and put into magic suitcases.

At this moment he understood what Mason meant.

"You want to fight against the dying doomsday?"

Logan said hoarsely:

"What a bold idea."

"I'm going to save it."

Mason corrected him seriously:

"It's harder than confrontation, more crazy than indulgence, and harder than showing off. But that's life, isn't it? It's like a boxing ring fight that never ends suddenly.

No matter how many times you knock it down, it will always find a way to come back.

But once you shrink it, it wins. "

"I feel like there's something in your words."

Logan stretched out his hand to push down the torn cowboy hat on his head, and said:

"I'll tell you, Mason, but not now. I swear! When we get there, I'll reveal all the secrets.

But I think if Charles had met you seventeen years earlier, he would have been very happy, and Eric would have desperately wanted to get you. He appreciates your character. "

"Clint! I'm here! Clint, come here!"

A woman's scream interrupted Mason and Logan's conversation.

The two raised their heads and saw a woman wearing a wasteland skirt rushing out from the crowd lining up to enter the suitcase factory. She called out Eagle Eye's name sadly.

Eagle Eye, who was resting on the spider car, jumped up and quickly got out of the car and came to the woman's side to support her.

"Who is that?"

Mason asked out of curiosity and Logan shook his head.

He and Hawkeye actually didn't have much contact after the doomsday. The reason why the two of them teamed up to become "doomsday couriers" was more because of their previous fighting friendship as colleagues.

The friendship between men is always very simple. If they see each other right, let alone run a long distance and work together, even if they risk their lives together, there is nothing wrong with it.

But at this moment he still guessed:

"Maybe she's Clint's ex-wife. May seems to live near Hammerfell. The car you helped Clint repair was still May's 'dowry'.

It was the only relic left to her by her father. "

"Is that so?"

Mason nodded.

But a few seconds later, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the woman hugging Hawkeye in front of him, and he said:

"Is the spider car a relic left to her by her father? Is this woman Little May Parker? The daughter of Peter Parker? The daughter of Spider-Man?"

"right."

Logan shook his head and sighed:

“The kid who was always talkative was said to have died on the streets of New York that night, leaving only his daughter, who had just grown up at the time, and Clint saved her.

And within a few years they were together.

It wasn't a good story. It was said that May couldn't let go of her father's death, and Clint was also immersed in the feeling of losing everything, which led to their marriage not lasting long. "

"No, that's not the point!"

Mason paused the action of making an improved version of the Super Soldier Serum. He stood up and walked to Hawkeye. The dark-haired woman who was crying with Clint quickly noticed Mason.

She bowed to Mason with thanks.

But as she stood up straight, Mason pulled out a photo and placed it in front of her eyes.

The photo is a group photo of Team K 1.0 in the morning light of Osborne Tower. The most important thing is that in Mason's arms in the photo, only eight-year-old May Parker is happily showing a smile with one of her front teeth missing.

"Do you know her?"

Mason pointed at Xiaomei in the photo and said to the middle-aged May Parker who looked stunned:

"This is a photo of us in another world with another you, Xiaomei, although I know you are not her, but maybe you should also call me Brother Mason.

All right.

I know you're not in the mood for jokes right now. Did something happen to you? "

"my daughter."

May Parker looked at the guy who was old enough to be her son but called himself "Brother Mason". The previous rescue and the photo in front of her undoubtedly brought the two closer.

Under Mason's questioning, May Parker, who was no longer young anymore, finally couldn't help but feel worried and cried:

"My Ashley! She left me to join a local gang in the desert. She said she wanted to prove that Spider-Man's power was still strong in the wasteland. She was eager to prove herself.

But she did something stupid.

She went to assassinate the leader and was caught. They said she would be executed tomorrow. I came to Hammerfell to ask mercenaries to help."

"Why didn't you inform me!"

As a father, Eagle Eye said angrily at this moment:

"That's my daughter too! When we got divorced, I said you couldn't spoil her like that! Look! Will there be problems with being used to her?"

"Just shut up."

Mason said to Eagle Eye angrily:

"You were already almost forty when you fooled Xiaomei. You are almost twenty years old. You are really brave. Aren't you afraid that Peter will crawl out of the soil and kill you?"

"Mason, Clint also lost family members in the apocalypse."

Logan rushed over and pulled Mason's arm, and he whispered:

"This is not about taking advantage of the situation as you think. If you want to survive in this hell, everyone has to hug each other for warmth. And the focus now is not to discuss their failed marriage. Ashley, what should we do with that girl?"

"What else can be done?"

Mason rubbed his forehead and said:

"Old Peter just helped me. How can I just sit back and watch his granddaughter be chopped down by a group of wasteland savages? Barbara, take the others and leave first. I'll go get someone and come back."

——

Captain Mason was going to rescue people, and of course his colleagues in Team K were willing to help, but they didn't waste much time in destroying a nearby wasteland gang.

But in the end, he just let Harley go with him and left the rest of the people to Barbara to lead them and continue to wait at the next campsite.

Mason has his own considerations.

The wasteland venom that has just appeared has reminded everyone that this post-apocalyptic land is not safe, so a lot of time can be saved by having the attackers gather together to search for threats.

Mason was not going to take his time in the rest of the journey. He had to get to New Babylon as soon as possible to find out the truth about seventeen years ago.

However, Mason, who was heading towards the desert wasteland, failed to discover certain changes outside this world caused by his appearance. For example, in the changing orbit of the earth, a nearly abandoned Aegis that Barbara had always complained about was in disrepair. The bureau satellite suddenly started up.

The order originating from the surface caused its search module to be restarted with difficulty, and then it was locked in the Nevada area where a nuclear explosion had just occurred before during constant adjustments.

And in the city of New Babylon, which is quite far away from here, in that crispy palace hung with black and red swastika flags, the ruler of this world, Mr. Red Skull, known as the "Doomsday President" is crossing his legs. , admiring the satellite photos in front of me that are of poor quality but can barely distinguish the terrain.

He had captured the movements of Mason and his group.

Logically speaking, for a ruler who is proficient in strategy and tactics, this meeting should send elite forces to attack Huanglong, and launch a thunderous strike before K team realizes that they have been exposed.

However, the Red Skull did nothing.

He just stared at the satellite photos that refreshed every minute on the screen in front of him. He sat on his rotating chair and propped up his chin, as if he was admiring the various actions of the "guests" who had sneaked into his territory without reporting in advance.

After viewing it like this for nearly ten minutes, the image on the screen suddenly went dark.

This was not a problem with the screen itself. The Doomsday President looked up regretfully out the window, shook his head and said:

"Oh, it's been destroyed. It seems that the arrival of these guests has not only attracted my attention, but those rats that have been hiding for seventeen years are also planning to jump out and stretch their muscles.

Awesome.

I have always regretted not being able to completely level you that night. I thought I would never have the chance to make up for that small mistake in my life.

But now it seems that fate has been really generous to me, a miserable prisoner. "

He snorted.

He stood up and put the blurry printed photo into a very sci-fi device, sending it somewhere outside the world like a fax machine.

Then the guy wearing a black Hydra uniform stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, as if admiring the city under his rule.

New Babylon is a place full of irony in every sense of the word.

It has many names, the Holy City of Doom, the Land of Order, the Capital of the New World, Wasteland Paradise, etc., but the fact is that this city is made up of a group of scum and abandoned people who even outsiders look down upon. It was built under the leadership of Lord Red Skull.

And the only reason it was built was to cover up the last secret hidden under the world that was destroyed seventeen years ago.

The Doomsday President just calls himself.

The Red Skull has always known that he is just a "jailer" for those who have left this world and stayed in their hometown. Just like in the World Destruction War seventeen years ago, he played more than just the person who looked good on the surface. The extremely evil commander.

Well, the truth is much bleaker than that.

It's like a tool that has been drained of all its value. Regarding those dark pasts, maybe he should be grateful to those guys for not silencing him?

"Ding"

The instrument behind him made a crisp sound, indicating a communication request.

The Red Skull waved his hand and stood in the corner of the office. The man in black armor stepped forward to activate the communication, then opened the door and left in a sensible manner.

Then, the warlock's gloomy voice sounded in the office:

"Did you take the photo with a door lock? The blurry picture quality made it difficult for me to distinguish them, but I used some 'connections' to confirm the identities of the guests.

A ‘distinguished guest’ indeed.

Red Skull, you have to 'entertain' them well. "

"Do I have any reason to do this? Who are you to order me? Because you put a curse on me and left me here to slowly rot as a gift?"

The Doomsday President said sarcastically:

"Although I do occupy a seat in your Council of Twelve, please recognize your identity. I now serve the Cleaner Legion.

Theoretically, our relationship is just a cooperative relationship. Mr. Warlock, I have no reason to satisfy some of your 'personal demands'. "

"This is not my personal appeal."

The warlock's tone became even colder.

Obviously he was unhappy with Red Skull's lack of cooperation, but he still explained:

"I never thought that Mr. Mason Cooper, who has become famous in the Star Club these days, actually has such an identity. He did not sneak into this world.

He is returning home!

He is a part of this world, and now he just wants to get back what belongs to him in the wasteland. His destination is under your control.

He will definitely deal with you.

However, Mr. Mason did not know the cruel truth, nor did he know that in a sense, he was 'our man' from the beginning.

This wonderful turn of events made me lament the impermanence of the world. "

"oh?"

Red Skull, who had always been very uninterested in this matter, also made a curious nasal sound. He turned back and said:

"You're saying that this gentleman named Mason Cooper is the creation of the 'Weapon Find a way.

But ‘Knight’.

Don't let him come.

I hate that unruly guy who makes a mess in the 'dog cage' you leave me. "

"Are you still angry about the past? Red Skull."

The warlock was silent for a few seconds and whispered:

"However, you know very well that you were too ambitious and did the wrong thing. There is a bright future in front of you.

You gave it up yourself.

The curse I placed on you was to protect you, but you regarded it as a restraint. The secrets of that year should be buried and you are the last insider.

Do you know how they treat those things that have lost their value and are dangerous?

You should thank me for sparing your life, and stop complaining!

Prepare the ceremony.

From what I know about Mason Cooper, he will definitely give you some big surprises, so the knight will also be a good helper when necessary.

Of course, if you do well, I can consider removing the spell on you. You seemed extremely dangerous back then, but you are not a big hidden danger in the current situation.

If you want to get out of your dog cage, do your job well.

I will see. "

"Humph, then I really have to thank you for your generosity, sir."

The Red Skull snorted sarcastically, but did not deny it again. He just stroked his smooth red forehead and asked with interest:

"Regarding Mason, what are you going to do with him?"

"Well, of course I won't hurt him. Such a creative and mentally determined outstanding talent must be placed in a suitable position to shine. "

The warlock said with a gloomy laugh:

"The people who work with him don't know how to use him properly, but fortunately, we are good at it, just like we found you to do evil things on our behalf.

Mason will start a more glorious life here, and you will also be able to gain the freedom you desire.

I hope you can seize this opportunity this time, old friend. "