Chapter 527 73 You Want Me to Do Something in Front of Huangmao? It's Really Exciting

Chapter 527 73. Do you want me to do Huang Mao in front of Huang Mao? So exciting

"Alice, Claude, are you there? I'm bringing a 'big shot' back for a visit."

With the sound of the door lock opening, Miss Jerusalem announced to her companions in a cheerful tone, and then opened the door and made a "please" gesture to the smiling Mason behind her.

As a result, there were quite a few people in the house.

Not only the three-person team code-named "Final Fantasy", but many other familiar ronin were also gathering here. It was like a small lively banquet, but when Mason appeared, the room where people were drinking and drinking fell into silence.

"Hello everyone."

Mason raised his hand and waved to the people in front of him and introduced himself:

"I am Mason Cooper, the captain of Team K, a personal friend of Lord Wizard, and a half-ronin."

"There's no such thing as 'half'!"

An active voice sounded from the house. Under Mason's surprised gaze, a big turtle with a purple ninja eye mask jumped up, raised the wine glass in his hand and cheered:

"Ha, a real big shot has arrived in our little den of ronin, please welcome him! Pay the highest respect to our leader of the rebels!

I'll drink this glass of wine, it's up to you. "

"You're drunk, bastard, come down here, don't be embarrassed."

The other three turtles hurriedly reached out and grabbed the embarrassing guy and pulled him back to the table.

But with the incident of this reckless guy, the slightly awkward atmosphere in the room also eased. Under the leadership of Miss Tifa, Mason sat down to drink and chat with these elite sluts.

There were not many of them. Apart from the Jerusalem trio and the four turtles, there was only one guy in a trench coat who was drinking with several ladies of different styles.

Oh, aren't these Mr. Li Sanguang and Miss Ada Wang? Are you and your elders bringing your whole family with you?

These tables are obviously small groups composed of people who are familiar with each other. According to the information that Mason got in the next ten minutes, there are many elite groups like this among the Ronin, and the newly appointed wizard relies on himself. With his prestige, he recruited more than fifty groups in one breath to make up for the loss of the Stars Association's pioneers.

Since they are "specially invited elites", they cannot start from E-class members.

These guys are now at least C-level. Before Mason arrived, they were discussing how to complete the Star Club's pioneering mission without violating their own principles.

Mason has the most say in this area.

He began to teach his "new friends" some "tricks for pioneering", including how to exploit loopholes in the rules of the Association of Stars and how to deal with inspections and questioning from superiors, etc.

His words and deeds made a group of people around him stunned.

Good guy, our method of resisting the Society of Stars is just to secretly assist the resistance forces in various worlds. You have directly penetrated into the Society of Stars and cheated all the way to such a high position.

Stars has a high-level executive like you who has earned eight lifetimes of blood blessings.

After three rounds of drinking, under Miss Tifa's hint, Yellow-haired Cloud took the initiative to invite Mason to his weapons room. This guy was a melancholic and taciturn person, but his yellow rag hair was indeed a quite classic image.

"I just saw Miss Alice busy in the kitchen. I thought I saw it wrong last time."

Mason lit a cigarette, leaned against the door of the weapons room, and said to the "male owner" who was opening the vehicle in front of him:

"So, you were forced into exile without completing that fateful decisive battle with Sephiroth?"

"No, we executed him."

Claude said without looking back:

"Alice's return from death is due to the help of the wizard. I will never be able to repay his kindness to us in my life."

"So you agreed to join the Star Club just to repay your kindness?"

Mason blew out a smoke ring and asked:

"Don't you, the famous Great Sword Ranger, have any opinions on this era?

In fact, I also heard some gossip from friends when I traveled through the worlds. The three of you are very active in some worlds and have even been on the conqueror's bounty list.

I think simple kindness is not enough to get you to this point, right? "

His question made Yellow-haired Cloud hesitate.

A few seconds later, as the engine started, the headlights of the heavy black futuristic motorcycle placed in the weapons room lit up. The moment the darkness was dispelled, he whispered:

"We did have ideas, but we didn't know how to act. We could only do some work within our capabilities. To be honest, Mr. Mason, I have learned about the whole process of the Warlock's death in battle.

Compared with what you have done, we can only be considered a small effort.

Maybe we should learn from you. "

"Don't be so polite. I'm much younger than the three of you. If we really want to talk about it, I should probably call you uncle."

Mason chuckled lightly and stepped forward to touch the battle-scarred heavy motorcycle. Without Claude's introduction, he took out his engineering tools and easily removed the vehicle's outer armor and said:

"Did you make this Fenrir yourself? I also have a Fenrir."

"I have heard."

Claude said:

"I have a friend who participated in that war, and he told me that your power armor killed the Cleaners on their backs. As for my car, it was just modified by me when I was young, and it contained my weapons.

But it was damaged in the last battle with the Cleaner Swarm. "

"I noticed it."

Mason used the equipment he carried with him to hack into the control system of the locomotive. He opened the weapon bay and saw six special weapons that were severely damaged.

This should be considered an engineering weapon.

A heavy main frame sword, plus three main swords of different lengths, and two unique secondary swords, combined with gears and mechanism structures, is a destructive sword that requires special skills to wield.

Mason touched this unique weapon with his fingers, thinking about how to repair and improve it. With his Lv10 engineering skills, he finalized the plan in a few seconds, took out the materials, melted them and Start to get busy.

Claude is a very senior member of the Ronin. He has traveled to many worlds and has a high vision. When he saw Mason constantly taking out various very expensive materials to help him repair his weapons, the Great Sword Ranger quickly showed an embarrassed expression of being short of money.

He even began to wonder if Mason was trying to bribe him in this way?

Just those few pieces of vibranium ore were enough to hire him to do many things. As a Ronin mercenary without a regular organization, he was not rich.

"I talked to the wizard before, and he told me that the Ronin would cheer for me, but if I want to win people's hearts, it is far from enough to rely on just one victory.

But I don't have much contact with the Ronin. To be precise, this is the first time I have had private contact with you since I joined the Star Club."

Mason asked while repairing the main frame of the "Fenrir Six-style" in front of him with an engineering wrench:

"It is a lucky accident to meet Miss Tifa today. I would like to take this opportunity to ask you, Claude, what kind of reward do you need to fight for my cause?"

"For me personally, maybe peace. "

The yellow-haired ranger leaned against the door with his arms folded, and said softly:

"But the group of ronin is very complicated, with all kinds of people. If you want to come up with a concept that can unite everyone, then maybe use hope or. Ideal?

The vision of beautiful things in the future. ”

"You can be more direct."

Mason glanced at him and said:

"You are actually waiting, right? Waiting for a miracle to happen in this impact? You hope that others can bring you miracles, but you don't believe that you can create a future that belongs to everyone with your own hands. ”

"You are joking."

Claude smiled.

The smile was full of helplessness.

He glanced at the lively banquet outside and said softly:

"In this era, people like us who have no belonging are already tired to survive. Everyone needs to do their best to resist the invasion of the dark things.

Not everyone can achieve a career like you, just like when facing the call of the Star Society, we can only brand this devil's tattoo on our arms no matter how unwilling we are.

Peace cannot be achieved by ideals alone.

Although our former enemy Sephiroth was a terrible person, he did teach me these things. "

"Okay, okay, I shouldn't talk about such heavy topics with a friend I just met."

Mason shook his head, and a few seconds later, with a mechanical sound, Claude looked back in surprise and saw Mason swinging the heavy main frame sword in the buzzing sound of the sword.

In the special magnetic field structure adsorption, the other five swords were pulled to their respective positions, and then completely closed into a black silver blade destruction sword in the swing of the wrist.

"After repair, it has become a legendary quality, not bad, try it."

He threw the heavy weapon to Claude, who took it in his hand and felt that his weapon seemed to have been reborn, and heard Mason say as if introducing a product:

"The vibranium frame has added magnetic field constraints and repaired the main body of the five swords with celestial steel, and has been treated with adamantium alloy plating. When necessary, the magnetic field can be activated to adjust the trajectory of the blade.

I don't have such a small energy source at hand, so I can only guarantee excellent lethality within a hundred meters.

The good news is that I have engraved them all, and now this knife can hurt spirits.

But remember to maintain it after each use, either with special sword oil or the enemy's blood. I have applied a bloodthirsty inscription to it, which can absorb the enemy's vitality to heal you when necessary. "

"Thank you so much."

Claude carried Fenrir Six-style on his back and bowed to Mason respectfully. Then he saw Mason busy on his heavy motorcycle, and the latter said to him:

"This car has good potential, but your modification level is a bit poor. Now help me find some power devices, and I will do some professional-level modifications to this little cutie to make it more 'beautiful'."

"Oh."

The Great Sword Ranger responded and turned to go out to find something, but heard Mason say in a teasing tone:

"These services are free, don't worry about taking on a heavy loan and asking me to do something strange. Just think of it as a token of my childhood idol, Ms. Tifa, today.

But, Claude, do you remember what I said just now?

I hope to create a miracle for everyone in this impact, but there are some things that not only I can do, you can also do, and some things must be done by you.

There was no chance before.

But now the top leaders of the Star Club are all our people!

There is no need to be afraid or shrinking, let alone any psychological burden. This is not my career alone. When the opportunity arises, I hope to see you on the battlefield. "

Amid the sounds of engineering devices being taken apart, Mason said:

"You don't have to answer me now. It's always more impressive to use actions instead of words. By the way, you three should be the first level of combat power among the ronin, right?"

"Us? No, we're still far from it."

Claude shook his head and said:

"There are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the ronin community. Even the wizard dare not say that he is the strongest ronin. As far as I know, there is a guy who wanders around the world who can defeat me with one hand.

It's just that I have seen that half-demon for a long time. If I have the chance to see him, I will tell such a powerful guy what you said tonight. "

Watching Claude leave, Mason couldn't help but feel curious.

Gee, who is the guy who can make Claude speak so highly? Wait, he just said half-demon? Hey, it can't be that guy!

Putting it this way, will it be possible to imitate the Yama Sword one day?

Ergong and Damian are ecstatic! ——

"I invited you here to participate in the ceremony! But you sent someone to the stage, but you came to repair the motorcycles for the young people? This doesn't give me, the new great instructor, any face, right?"

A few hours later, in the Lord Wizard's office on the top floor of the Star Castle, old Shazam sat on a chair and spat at Mason, who returned smelling of alcohol.

He glanced at Mason while holding the tea cup, and said in a long voice:

"That's right, chatting with a bad old man like me is not as pleasant as getting along with lovely people like Miss Tifa and Miss Alice? If I hadn't known what kind of person you are, Mason, I would have doubted that you would be in front of Huang today. Mao’s face turned yellow.”

"Hey, you're quite up to date with the times. You even know this shit about Huang Mao."

Mason laughed, playing with the Ultimate Eraser-style resurrection lighter signed by Miss Jerusalem in his hand, and took out an exquisite wooden box from his bag and placed it on the desk of the chattering old Shazam.

The old man glanced at him and opened the wooden box.

There are twelve talismans with different patterns neatly stacked inside, but unlike the original version, the dark magic shrouded in them can be clearly perceived without using the eyes.

The Grand Master Wizard reached out and picked up a thunder-marked pig charm.

Holding it in your hand activates the power of "Electric Eyes", and dark lightning bursts from the eyes in the air, turning complex lines and accurately hitting the leaves of the potted plants at the door.

He said in surprise:

"The power of the twelve talismans has been enhanced? You did not summon the magic power of the Holy Lord but obtained the power from other beings?"

"Yes, this is an upgraded version of the talisman. I will give it to you as a gift when you take office."

Mason did not explain the source of the power of the Twelve Talismans.

After all, Hei Qiqi is a low-key strong man who doesn't want to be famous. He pushed the box of twelve talismans to the old wizard and whispered:

"You are the newly appointed Logistics Master, managing the Secret Treasure House of the Stars Association. Although most of the good things in it have been destroyed by warlocks before, the amount of materials in it is still astronomical.

I'm a little short of money recently, and I want to get a batch of materials from the organization's treasure house. Wasn't Team K assigned the responsibility of providing weapons to colleagues in the Society of Stars?

So please make it easier for you. "

"Is this asking me to use my power for personal gain?"

Old Shazam rolled his eyes and said:

"Doesn't it feel good for me to do this kind of thing just after taking office? If Lord Fate suddenly wants to send someone to check the accounts, I won't be able to tell clearly."

"Oh, it's hard to say whether our organization can survive the next three months. Who has the time to care about accounting issues?"

Mason took out another box of charms and pushed it over, persuading:

"Besides, the amount of material capital lost by the warlocks in defeating the battle is astronomical. Isn't this a great opportunity to settle the accounts? Just a little bit of it in your hand will be enough for me to use for a long time.

We are all our own people, so don’t be so tight on this aspect.

You see, I just helped your direct descendants repair motorcycles and weapons for free. Li Sanguang's weapon box was also modified. I also gave Miss Ada Wang a combat suit to update all the turtles. I got the weapon, maintained the turtle shell, and carved an inscription on it.

This is all proof of sincerity. "

Ten minutes later, Mason stood alone in the material warehouse of the Secret Treasure House of the Society of Stars. There were piles of precious materials from all over the world in front of him.

At this time, in Old Shazam's ledger, all the items in these ten warehouse packages were worn items.

Alas, financial power has always been a lucrative position, and now the money bag of the Society of Stars has opened its arms to Mason, like a rat that has broken into a rice vat, and must have a feast.

"That's the winner's privilege."

Mason opened his arms in the warehouse and whispered:

"No wonder everyone doesn't like failure. Thank you. Your Majesty the Warlock who is already in heaven. If you achieve great things in the future, I will definitely give you a credit."