Chapter 333 32 What Are You Still Standing There for, Silly Child, Call Me Mom

Chapter 333 32. What are you still standing there for, silly child, call your mother

"There is no 'time stasis capsule' or 'photon computer' in the second batch of unlocked Isu blueprints. It seems that these knowledge, which is regarded as the highest knowledge of Isu civilization, will have to wait until the next talent upgrade."

Mason was a little disappointed as he walked out of the Attilan Palace residence, rubbing his waist.

He walked in the highest area of ​​the Inhuman city, which was dominated by black buildings and looked very solemn and majestic, but he had no intention of looking at the surrounding city that escaped the disaster.

At this time, Mason's attention was focused on the new blueprints that were constantly being checked on the translucent character card in front of him, as well as his personal information that had been updated:

Name: Mason Cooper

Race: Standard humanoid creature·Human subspecies·Isu hybrid (blood concentration 9.94%)

[Forger I] talent replaced by [Forger II]: The quality rate of all manufacturing branches is greatly improved, and the effect of manufactured objects is improved after 0/50000.

The talent of [Isu Heritage I] is replaced by [Isu Heritage II]: exclusive weapons, armor, auxiliary scientific research and manufacturing drawings of Isu civilization are open, the final drawings are open after the "Forger" talent is upgraded, and the high-level permissions of the Isu civilization's legacy facilities are obtained.

"Why did the concentration of this Isu blood increase so much all of a sudden?"

Mason rubbed his forehead, which was still a little hot. He looked at his Isu blood, which was close to 10% concentration, and at the same time spread out his eagle eye senses. In an instant, he captured all kinds of detailed information filled in the entire alien palace.

Before, only the 360° all-round perception was upgraded. Although this was not a bad thing, the various details that suddenly flooded into his mind still made Mason a little difficult to adapt.

At that moment, he even felt like his brain was down.

"You have to slowly train your senses to adapt to the real world in the eyes of the Isu people."

Consus' figure was projected next to Mason, and he reminded:

"For us, the world is completely different from the 'truth' in the eyes of mortals. You can now perceive the various dynamic changes in the three-dimensional world.

However, this is only an extension at the basic level.

When your Isu bloodline completes the third awakening, you will be able to perceive the flow of time. If you cannot lay a good foundation at this stage, my brother, then you will go crazy when the Isu senses are fully opened."

"It sounds very dangerous."

Mason complained:

"So why did you evolve into such an extreme form?

No wonder you couldn't survive the first wave of cosmic tremors 70,000 years ago. With such a keen perception, the remnants of the deep changes in the universe The wave is enough to destroy your sanity. "

"Our evolutionary goal has always been to break away from the fragile flesh and blood and complete the advancement of spirit and soul, in the hope of breaking away from the boring third dimension and entering a higher dimension."

Consus smiled bitterly:

"We used to be proud of this.

But now it seems that this may not really be a successful evolution. But I am more curious at this time, in your dream conversation with Hephaestus just now, what kind of secret did he give you?"

"Not much, most of it is about the trivialities of Hephaestus' life and the overly exciting private life between him and his charming wife. Frankly speaking, I think I wasted my time."

Mason curled his lips, and when he approached the palace of the Inhumans, he pushed the hat on his forehead and said:

"But it's not all in vain. I saw Hephaestus and Athena's extreme The initial design of the light device, Consus, I have to tell you a shocking truth.

The Aurora device used by the Isu world is only a "semi-finished product". When the Isu civilization was extinct 70,000 years ago, they did not really complete the subsequent upgrade of the Aurora device.

To put it simply, only the defense module was installed, but the design of the offensive module was not completed. "

The captain moved his neck and said:

"That thing was still a "dimensional weapon" in the original design, used to disrupt or suppress the dimensional vibration near the planet in an instant. I will be busy later.

After the two worlds complete contact, I have to go back to the New York Grand Temple to take a closer look at its actual structure, but unfortunately, with my current engineering attainments, I can't help them complete this unfinished drawing. "

"It doesn't matter, my brother. "

Consus After listening to Mason's explanation in detail, S said:

"In the current situation, we should pursue a more reliable method. Perhaps you can upgrade it into a tool that helps you achieve your ideal.

For example, planetary fusion?"

"That's what I thought."

Mason chuckled, and while browsing the newly unlocked mysterious drawings while walking, he replied:

"After learning that the Aurora device still has redundant space for secondary transformation, I had the same idea as you, but let's talk about this after we leave here.

To complete this design, I need a lot of outstanding thinking.

This is not something I can do alone.

But I am very curious, Consus, does the 'mythical weapon' specially made by the Isu forger for the tribe warriors really need the blessing of the Isu bloodline to exert its true power?"

He looked at the engineering drawing in front of him that described how to make the legendary war bow "Crescent/Morning Light", stroking his chin and asked:

"How can I remove this stupid bloodline restriction? It's a pity not to use such a good energy weapon to arm my team members."

"You only need a high-level inscription of [Bloodline Adaptation] to unlock the use of mythical weapons."

Consus gave an unambiguous answer, but he also reminded:

"However, my brother, the forgers did not set up this restriction just to show the glory of the so-called Isu gods, but our special weapons all contain fine manipulation of energy.

Only the Isu's super senses and energy control can master it. It is not impossible to leave it to other races.

But first you have to make sure they are skilled enough not to hurt themselves.”

"There's nothing wrong with this."

Mason looked at the dazzling array of fully unlocked mythical weapons, armors and high-level Isu inscriptions in front of him. He felt really itchy. As a craftsman, his production instinct was about to kick in, but he was quickly suppressed.

There are more important things right now.

The moment Consus' data projection dispersed, Mason took a deep breath, adjusted his appearance, and then stepped into the hall in front of him under the gaze of several armed and indifferent alien warriors.

This was supposed to be a place where alien courtiers and their kings discussed racial matters.

But it seemed very quiet at this moment. Except for the alien king sitting firmly on the throne on the high platform in front of him and the mysterious man behind him, there was no one else in the entire hall.

On the seats placed below, there are nameplates placed one after another, just like strange tombstones recording the life of the owner of the seat.

Mason checked with his newly unlocked super senses and found that the death times of the court officials here were surprisingly consistent, on the night when the world nuclear war occurred seventeen years ago.

Even including Black Bolt's sister Crystal Princess and his wife Queen Medusa.

These powerful and noble alien royals all died in the defensive battle to protect Attilan's transfer. This truth highlights the deathly silence of this hall and the loneliness of the old man in black on the throne.

Attilan didn't really escape the apocalypse.

The city's survival is based on the exhaustion of the high-level Inhuman bloodline casualties.

"Come forward, Mason Cooper."

Black Bolt could not speak, so after he made a gesture, the mysterious man in a white cloak behind him said on behalf of the silent and lonely old king:

"As a distinguished guest of Attilan, you don't have to worry about being harmed."

"I never worry about that."

As Mason walked forward, as if he were meeting a king's courtiers, he said warmly:

"I'm just surprised that there is still one remaining member of the Illuminati in this world. Based on the various information I got from the outside world, I concluded that the once powerful and mysterious organization has been destroyed in the doomsday night."

Black Bolt shook his head. His old, wrinkled and tired face had no clear meaning. As his "mouthpiece", the person behind him explained:

"The person in front of you is not the only one who has survived, but the truth has been buried in the past, and this is not the issue we want to discuss today.

The issue we should focus on is you, Mason, or the experimental subject ‘Maia’. "

This title made Mason stop where he was and raise his head again.

Under his gaze, Black Bolt slowly stood up, made a farewell gesture with a book beside him, turned and walked into the passage behind the throne.

The hall was also closed from the door by the guards at this moment. In the dim light, bright lights lit up around it, and the mysterious man who served as Black Bolt's mouthpiece also stepped down from the throne.

Under Mason's gaze, she opened her hood, revealing a beautiful, coquettish, charming, arrogant and young face.

She also has waist-length blond hair.

Mason recognized her immediately.

Not just this face, but also the highly recognizable battle suit she wore under the white robe.

"The White Queen?"

The captain said in astonishment:

"Why are you still here? I heard that during the great transfer seventeen years ago, you left the world with the mutants who escaped the disaster."

"What leaves this world is just a clone, just like you."

White Queen Emma Grace Frost, once the most powerful lady in the mutant world, stood three meters away from Mason, folding her arms and looking at him up and down with a critical look.

It's like the creator of a building looking at his creation in a harsh way.

After a while, the beautiful lady who had survived the end but was still young explained:

"The real me was seriously injured in a nuclear war, the Hellfire Club was destroyed, and my ex-husband Namor and my lover Scott both left me.

It was Black Bolt who saved me and brought me back to Attilan, the apocalypse where we all lost everything.

He and I both lost our tribesmen and loved ones, and our two lonely and devastated hearts finally joined forces to stay warm and survive until now.

You can call me Emma.

Or Her Royal Highness the Queen. "

"Okay, Emma."

Mason nodded and asked:

"You told Barbara that you knew the truth about the Weapon X project?"

"Not only do I know the truth, I even know your specific life experience."

The White Queen looked at Mason in front of her with a complicated look. She was silent for a few seconds and said:

"You are a clone and have no real parents."

"I'm not surprised at all."

Mason shrugged, as he expected this result.

But then Emma interrupted him and said seriously:

"But your paternal genes come from other mutants, and your maternal genes come from me. Your unique appearance is the result of gene editing. To be precise, the maternal genes of the experimental clones from the same batch as you all come from me. .

That's not mandatory.

It was the professor who convinced me to take the initiative, and only my secondary mutated gene fragments were tough enough to carry the experimental changes they made in them.

When you just left the nursery, I personally carried you to that base.

I have no children in my life.

So theoretically, you are my son. "

"That's not how this ethical relationship works, Emma."

Mason didn't care about this. He looked at the White Queen in front of him and said:

"I don't see any 'mother' emotion in your eyes. You seem to be very satisfied, but that is just the experimenter's recognition of the excellence of the test product.

So, my suggestion is, let’s not play this trick of ‘mother and son reunited’ happily!

Tell me, what do you want to do? "

"You're a little excited, kid."

Emma said softly:

"Maybe we should talk about it some other time."

"I'm calm!"

Mason's voice became cold.

As he retreated, he took out Lao Wan's battle helmet at the reminder of the hat, and put the helmet on his head that could isolate all psychic exploration when Emma blocked him in shock and a hint of fear.

He said:

"Don't read my mind! You...you! Wait what are you doing? What's going on!"

When Mason put on Lao Wan's battle helmet to isolate the White Queen's telepathy second only to Professor X's body, the special effect that could see through all psychic illusions was also activated.

The special energy that can interfere with other people's consciousness on the extremely beautiful White Queen in front of him was invalidated in his eyes, allowing Mason to see the real White Queen.

There is no extremely charming figure, no ageless face, and no chic waist-length hair.

What appeared in front of him was an old and frail old woman.

She must have been seriously injured in the nuclear war, causing her hair to fall out, and her body to be slightly deformed. Her frightened face was covered with age spots and some burns that could not heal. scars.

There are even complex devices for life support on her neck and chest.

"No! Don't look!"

Emma covered her face in pain, but Mason already knew all the truth.

He bit his lip and whispered:

"It's not that you don't want to leave, you can't leave. So, what you insist on waiting for here is our possible return? Emma.

You know, you can tell these truths in a less obnoxious tone. "

He stepped forward and took out a potion from his bag.

But the injury that has lasted for seventeen years cannot be cured by a bottle of potion. Attilan's technological level is not low. Emma still needs a life support system to support her body, which means that her injury is terminal.

"I just want to retain some dignity in front of my children, that's all I have."

The White Queen refused Mason's potion, pulled her hood back up to cover her face, and said hoarsely:

"Mason Cooper, I admit that the relationship between you and me is not a conventional relationship. You are right, we lack the necessary emotions to connect to each other.

But what I want to tell you is that there is a traitor in the Illuminati, and the Weapon X project is a trap. It is a way out that the traitor specially arranged for us.

Through that project they collected the known genes of all the X-Men and all mutants.

That project is still in operation today.

Do you want to know the truth about nuclear war? "

Emma smiled weakly and said:

“All that is to cover up this project that is still in operation today!

Right here in New Babylon.

Every month, clones like you grow up and are sent out of this world to join a dark army and conquer cities for them.

This is my last wish for my son, Mason.

You must destroy it!

That was a mistake that lasted seventeen years and it needed to be corrected. "