Chapter 356 55 Do You Think This Is the End? Naive!

Chapter 356 55. Do you think this is the end? Innocent!

"Isn't Zha Kang back yet?"

This was the first thing Mason said after returning to Osborne Tower with some kind of fatigue. Barbara, who ran to greet him, shook her head, and Batgirl sighed and said:

"I just found a leave request note in his room. I sent a private message but no one responded. He must be exploring some world with his vampire lover."

"It's been five days, right?"

The captain frowned and said:

"A standard exploration cycle has ended. He must at least send a letter back. Well, considering that it is Constantine, it is normal no matter what happens.

Is the second barrel back? "

"He and Damian are still in Europe. There is something wrong with the old man's plan to take over the Assassin's League, but it is still under control."

Barbara reports:

"In addition, Firestorm has just successfully synthesized the unstable Terrigen Crystal in Dr. Otto's laboratory, and now they are all there to participate in the awakening ceremony of the first batch of Inhumans after the Doomsday Era.

Black Bolt specially invited us there, and he wants you to be there too. "

"I'll be there later."

Mason glanced at his personal communicator and said:

"You go ahead, I won't be late."

"OK, all right."

Barbara nodded, put on a falcon-style jetpack and jumped from the top of Osborne Tower, then glided all the way towards the far coast of this seaside city.

On the wasteland at the end of the line of sight, the phantom cast by the city of Attilan is vividly visible. There are also some very curious Amazon female warriors riding Pegasus in circles around the flying city, trying to enter the "city of sky" that suddenly appeared. "City".

These superstitious muscle sisters regard its appearance as a good omen.

It is said that without the command and leadership of the War Queen, these muscular women have let themselves go a little bit.

I heard that they held a "Zombie Slayer Dominance Competition" in the abandoned city of New York a few days ago, and were invited and hired by Lady Elizabeth to help the remnants of the pirate world develop a living area.

This seems like a good thing.

"But the old Green Goblin will definitely complain now."

Mason pushed his head, shook his head and said:

"He was already dissatisfied with me for constantly introducing all kinds of superhumans into the world. Now that a city cooler than Osborne Tower has arrived, the old guy is probably going to explode."

"No, Mason, the Green Goblin is just unhappy because his dominance over this world has declined. As long as you give him a reassurance, that guy will be eager for you to expand more power for him."

The old hat god said:

"He's a schemer at heart, and the more cards he has, the happier he is."

"Yeah, who would have thought that the alliance between me and this guy would be the most stable among all the external relations forces at present?"

Mason walked to his office and complained again:

"He never looked for trouble for me, provided me with various experimental equipment for free, sheltered us exiles, and even gave me some very dark advice.

He was pretty much the best collaborator except that he wanted something very different from what I wanted.

Especially when it comes to confronting Lao A, the two of us are naturally good partners. "

"The guests have arrived."

Hat reminds:

"He's waiting for you in the office. He seems to be the cyberpsycho who punched you before. That's how the word is used, right? What an amazing way to choose words and sentences."

"V is not crazy, he is just too active. Although he is occasionally impulsive, he can't hide his innocent heart."

Mason corrected the hat, then opened the door, and saw V sitting in his chair with his feet on the desk and secretly looking through Mason's various collections.

He was holding a magic bottle in his hand, and seemed to be very interested in the armored zombie "figure" sealed inside.

"You better not drop it."

Mason reminds:

"Otherwise you have to find a way to recapture it."

"Are everything in here alive?"

V raised the magic bottle in his hand and asked curiously:

"This zombie, that ship, and that sleeping giant in the bottle? Why do you like shrinking them and putting them in bottles? Is this some kind of weird hobby?"

"You can think of it as a collection."

Mason slowly took the magic bottle containing the Zombie King Kingpin from V's hand and put it back on his bottle-filled collection shelf. He also placed a magic bottle containing the "Fire Cloud Evil God" version of Banner's father on the highest shelf. at.

Banner's father in the bottle pointed his middle finger at Mason viciously, but instead of reacting more violently, he lay down on the spot and dozed off.

Mason turned back to V and said:

"Just like you like collecting weapons and vehicles, in this line of work, who doesn't have a little hobby? Have you brought your things?"

"Of course, that's why I'm here."

When it came to business, the cyber mercenary immediately became energetic. He stood up and took out a technological biological jar from his arms and placed it in front of Mason.

What is stored in that jar is the "Left Hand of Creation" that was previously spotted by Mason in the secret treasure house of the Society of Stars.

The red skin is covered with scales. If you look closely at the alien shape of this hand, which has some claws, you will feel a bit ferocious after looking at it for a long time, especially when it was taken by Cyber ​​Psycho V, who is known to kill without blinking an eye.

It's like an evil underground organ trade scene, and Mason is the collector who does all kinds of evil.

"I thought I had to wait a few days."

Mason stroked the biological jar in front of him and joked:

"It seems that your promotion to A-level went very smoothly. When will we set up a table to celebrate?"

"Don't mention it anymore, it's too annoying."

V waved his hand with a tired look on his face and said:

"Morgan's promotion went smoothly, but we were not promoted according to the process. Without the opportunity to compete with A-level personnel, naturally we will not be able to obtain the other party's base world and resources.

You still have to find a way to build a local A-level world.

Rogge has been busy with this matter recently, and the mercenaries in the gods are crazy about it, but the hunter is still generous and gave us an A-level world she found before as a target.

This time I came here not only to deliver things, but also to place an order. "

He took out a separation chip from the memory on his waist, handed it to Mason, and said:

"This contains all the advanced weapons information from Kontao Industries and Arasaka Heavy Industries. Rogge said that you are skilled in craftsmanship. It is too late for us to restart the production line now.

So I leave the weapons here to you.

One month of preparation time, and we need a 3,000-man army, as well as a few of your magical alchemy pills and black technology heavy troops.

If there is a magic sword, that's fine. We can buy it at a high price.

Just ask for any materials you need, but since we are all allies, you always have to get a discount on the price. "

Speaking of this, V winked and said:

"I just saw that handsome red-haired bat girl driving a cool power armor down there. Is that thing for sale? Get us a few.

That's much more powerful than Arasaka Heavy Industries' cannon fodder bipedal power armor. "

"Fenrir Armor?"

Mason said in surprise:

"It's not that I won't give it to you, it's just that you can't play with it. It requires a full-time mechanic to operate it. Don't even think about it for a line-filling guy like you, but you can get one for your girlfriend.

She can drive the Demon Lizard, and after training, she will be able to drive it naturally.

But I have better ones here. "

The captain smiled, patted V on the shoulder and said:

"K Team's personal power armor has just been tested in combat in a world of destruction. It lasted almost seven minutes in front of the angry Hulk before it was completely dismantled.

I recommend this one more.

It's a pure fool-like operation, as long as you have the brains you can use it and it has decent firepower, and you can freely match combat modules according to your personal needs. If you order more than fifty units at a time, I will give you a set of anti-force superhuman tactical data modules and a gravity well for free. "

"Sounds great."

V blinked, and this rough-and-tumble mercenary whispered:

"Then what do we pay for?"

"We are all allies, so don't say anything like this to outsiders. Why are we talking about money? Is it vulgar?"

Mason waved his hands and said:

“Just pay a processing fee.

I'll make a list of materials for you in a minute. The sooner I send them in, the sooner we can start work. I happened to recruit two excellent alchemists a few days ago and they haven't started yet.

However, give me more permission to download the data personality of Shenyu Space, which will be useful to me. "

He stated his conditions, and V said awkwardly:

"It's not that we won't give it. The supply of troops is tight now. Mason, as I just said, we still have an A-level world to explore."

"I don't want combatants."

Mason shook his head and said:

"I want a logistics and management post, a data body similar to Hanako Arasaka."

"Oh, that's okay."

V crossed his arms and said:

"I will apply to Rogge. It won't be a big problem, but you have to be careful of those corporate dogs. They are not honest in cyberspace.

As for me, I was resurrected through the Arasaka chip in reality, so I don’t know much about things there.

But I know that those corporate dogs are somewhat close to the wandering AIs. They are also a force in the gods and are very mysterious, especially those AIs.

They have formed a "data secret cult" in cyberspace and promote the concept of data ascension all day long.

Voodoo Gang.

Well, a force composed of psychotic hackers on our side is the main member of their "Data Church". They madly worship the god-level hacker Bartmos who tore apart the old network, and regard him as the "God of Data".

But if you want to say that these data beings have any bad intentions, I don’t think so. "

He flicked the ashes from his cigarette and said:

"Although they are talkative, they are the force that cooperates most with the Afterlife Team. Those cyber hackers advocate calm and rational thinking. It is difficult to imagine these guys planning any dangerous conspiracy."

"It seems you don't know any more about them than I do."

Mason blew out a smoke ring and reminded V:

"Go back and talk to Morgan about this, and pay more attention to it if possible. I feel that those data beings may not be of the same mind as you.

Hurry up and send the materials. We're waiting for the construction to start.

In addition, I wish you good luck in developing your residency. "

"Thanks."

V grinned, waved his hands and left the office. The captain just pretended not to notice the several magic swords handmade by Mason that he took away.

Mercenaries, it is their "professional habit" to have dirty hands and feet.

Besides, the fact that it could be secretly taken away by a well-informed guy like V shows that the quality of the swords made by Mason using forging and inscription techniques is good enough to be considered by experts.

He set his eyes on the left hand of creation on the table. He unsealed the biological jar and looked at the scarlet left hand soaked in biological liquid.

After a few seconds, Mason said with some pain:

"I got this thing, but how do I install it? Do I have to cut off my left hand? And the warlock clearly said that this thing is a bit exaggerated and may not be of great use."

"Its composition is obviously very special."

In the field of biology, Consus will never be absent.

This Isu ghost appeared beside Mason in the form of a projection in the diffusion of light spots. He observed the left hand of creation in front of him, stroking his chin and said:

"In addition to the mythical legend, I guess its use does not require the destruction of your own life form, and the so-called "creation" concept is abstract. Perhaps this hand itself is also a projection of this concept on the material level.

It will give a kind of ability, not the hand itself.

Touch it, my brother, and see what the reaction is."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

Mason nodded, reached out and dipped his hand into the biological liquid to touch the scarlet left hand.

His fingertips felt like touching a still alive arm, the elasticity of the skin did not lose its vitality because of being cut off, and there was even residual temperature.

But as the contact time prolonged, the red severed hand in front of him "melted" quickly like the posture when the Black Death Sword was wrapped in the battle suit, and "transferred" to Mason's left arm in a spray paint way.

In just a dozen seconds, his left hand became exactly the same shape as the left hand of creation, but it did not cause any discomfort to Mason.

Until the last ray of transformation was completed, a text description jumped into the translucent character card in front of Mason:

"'Conceptual Wonder · Left Hand of Creation' is connected. No harm. The degree of fit between the concept of 'creation' and the user is: Perfect. New talent is being given.

Manufacturing talent is unlocked as follows:

[Creator: The time required for all manufacturing processes is reduced by 50%, the number of finished products in batch production is increased by 30%, and the production rate of fine products is greatly improved.]

[Dexterous Left Hand: The destructive power of the left hand when using engineering weapons is increased by 30%, and the skill judgment degree is +1 when using the left hand in close combat.]

[Hand of Hope I: When using the left hand to perform first aid or make healing drugs, the quality and craft judgment of the finished product are +1. This effect can be upgraded through treatment or making healing drugs.]

[Inspiration: When using the left hand of creation to make products, there is a chance to stimulate the "inspiration" effect, so that the finished product and craftsmanship break through the existing skill limit.

This effect cannot be upgraded, and the more sophisticated the skills, the higher the chance of triggering.]"

"Tsk, plain and simple, simple and crude!"

Mason looked at his scarlet dexterous left hand with shining eyes.

He was quite satisfied with the effect of the left hand of creation while moving his five fingers. By analogy, the effect of the right hand of destruction that Captain Morgan got was probably also very domineering, definitely not inferior to ordinary legendary weapons.

This time, he finally did not betray his allies, which made Mason happy.

"But the color is weird."

He complained:

"Walking around with such a hand, I can't guarantee that I won't have another title of 'bloody hand butcher' in the future."

"Indeed, it looks like the devil's claw."

The hat commented sharply:

"You'd better bring a glove for yourself, Mason, so that your image will not shift to a big villain."

"Mason! The awakening ceremony is about to begin!"

Barbara's reminder sounded in the team communication, and Mason responded and said:

"Wait for me to find a glove, I'll come right away. Alas, it's a pity that the person who should be here to participate in this ceremony representing the new life can't come.

I hope that Old Wolf and Captain Atom can enjoy peace in heaven forever."

--

Gotham City, it was night.

There was no one in front of the ruins of the long-abandoned Gotham Orphanage. Since the Joker committed a tragedy here a few years ago, this ghost place has become one of the countless evil legends in Gotham City.

Because the rumors became more and more outrageous, the Wayne Group simply took over the orphanage that was on the verge of bankruptcy at the time and rebuilt a better facility in the Audisburg District.

But the fact that this place is abandoned does not mean that no one comes. In fact, it is really such a place where no one comes that is most suitable for some guys to hide, and the ruins of the orphanage tonight are not really peaceful.

The master is chasing a group of bank robbers here. Gotham City has never lacked these people who take risks.

This is not a difficult thing for Batman. In fact, among the many situations he is facing now, chasing a group of robbers with guns is almost equivalent to "entertainment".

The master quickly completed the task.

As usual, he called Commissioner Gordon to let the police come to finish it, and then jumped on the Batmobile and drove away, but a few minutes later, a twisted space-time rift suddenly appeared, just like a light flashing at night and then going out.

A figure fell out with a puff and lay on the grass in front of the orphanage. Something in her arms also rolled out.

No one paid attention to them until a few minutes later, a black shadow came back.

The master who glided down from the sky landed silently.

He approached the person who crossed the line cautiously, and then he was stunned when he saw the obvious female features of the other party, and then turned his head to look at something else.

"Dubari, I need you to come to Gotham! Now!"