Chapter 528 74 This Yamozhuo Is Seriously Ill, How About We Take Him

Chapter 528 74. This Yamozhu is seriously ill, why don't we take it away

With the current level of Team K, they no longer need to pitifully select their available equipment and items at the trade fair in Star Castle.

With Mason, the manufacturing master, the team has already achieved "self-sufficiency". If they really need any equipment, they can do a demand analysis and write a report to get the real thing quickly, and it is likely to be better than what they bought from the "second-hand market".

Therefore, at this trade fair, Team K's identity has changed from item collectors to resource providers.

The various items that Mason made in the past and the various products that Mason's manufacturing group made outside the production plan were taken out and sold to their peers in the Star Club at a very favorable price in exchange for a "meager" return.

But if you really think this is cutting flesh to recover blood, then you are thinking too simply.

As Damian once mocked Franklin's words, you dare to use the things that Mason Cooper gave you casually? Don't want to die?

But to be honest, for buyers who are short of money and in urgent need of weapons to stabilize their restless minds, if they can ignore the countermeasures and monitors hidden in the weapons they just bought at a very low price, then these things sold are indeed "good value for money".

Even if you can't accept that there are some terrible things hidden in the weapons you just bought, it's actually no big problem, because with the current technological level and craftsmanship of the Mason Manufacturing Group, the countermeasures they put in will never be easily found by laymen.

Just like the monitors hidden in the goods are all nano-parameter specifications.

If you can't find it, it doesn't exist, and if you can't see it, it doesn't exist! Living with your eyes blindfolded is a kind of life wisdom. Since you know you are an amateur, don't think about so many things.

Do you think the power armor given by Team K at a low price is useful?

It's good enough.

Don't think too much about the horrible scene that one day when you stand on the opposite side of Team K, you will be blown to death in the control cabin by a hidden command from them.

As a human being, happiness is the most important thing.

In short, since the first day of the trade fair, the K team booth on the third floor of the Star Castle has become the hottest "Taobao place", with a new rotation every hour and a 24-hour uninterrupted supply.

From personal defense firearms to well-made, enchanted cold weapons, to armed vehicles integrated with various black technologies, to various power armors from light to heavy and matching firepower devices.

Here you can buy everything that the members of the Star Club want, even high-level magic items are available here.

If you are lucky, you can also find "genuine military products" exchanged from the main force of the K team. For example, several Amazon girls were "lucky" to get several sets of enchanted anti-superman armor from Ertong at a very low price.

Of course, the price is that the "shame" they had previously imposed on Ertong was doubled back.

But this is not a bad thing, anyway, both men and women are happy.

The benefits that Mason brought to the family members are of course not only for formal members. At the same time as the exhibition booth inside the Star Castle opened, the K team, led by Harley and Barbara, also set up several stalls on the hawker street outside the castle, in order to deeply penetrate the "charity" and benefits of the K team into the hearts of the ronin group and lower-level members.

This is called expanding the public's perception and tapping the sinking market, which is a very important part of the marketing strategy.

When everyone was busy, Mason certainly did not rest. He was no longer in the Star Castle but followed the Afterlife team to a very special place.

The Exile Ship.

This flagship, which once belonged to the universe conqueror Brainiac, has now been transformed into an intelligent ship that "deep dives" and shuttles between various planes.

There is no living person on it, only various machines controlled by programs are busy.

The host of the world of the gods is placed inside this ship, or in other words, this ship with a very advanced technological power has been modified by data life into the main server framework of cyberspace.

This is also thanks to Mason's previous activeness in the world of SHIELD.

Now that this distinguished guest has come, the Data God Batmos naturally gave him a very special reception.

He even took the initiative to download part of his threads into a special bionic body, welcoming the guest's visit in the material world with a fresh attitude.

Not only him, but also the Data God's assistant, Johnny Silverhand's real girlfriend, and the big sister Otto Cunningham who developed the "Soul Killer" program, also made herself a bionic body to participate in the conversation with Mason.

The two were in the main control room of the Exile spacecraft. As soon as Mason walked in, he saw the smiling Batmos open his arms to him, but there was no further contact or hug, but he said directly:

"There is a very special data signal in your bag, which gives me a very similar feeling to the feeling when I hacked into the perfect Ultron's mind module before.

It seems that you also brought a 'friend' this time."

"You are not wrong to say that."

Mason shrugged, took out a silver-gray mechanical storage cabin from his bag, and extended his hand to invite Batmos and Otto to observe the existence inside closely.

The Super Yamozhuo that had shown great power in the world war before has now entered a shutdown state again. The various symbol combinations left after the replication of superpowers are no longer seen on its golden mechanical shell.

This super robot is not the same as the perfect Ultron. It has not given its shell a complicated and exaggerated shape, and has always maintained its "original appearance" when it was born.

Mason likes this minimalist design full of industrial beauty.

However, Super Yamozo's refusal to communicate gave him a great headache. Taking advantage of the opportunity to visit the Exile, he brought this guy over.

This is also fulfilling the agreement with the master, asking Data Life to help Yamo Zhuo "see a doctor" to see what is wrong with this unlucky guy?

He briefly introduced the situation of Yamodra to Buttermos and Ultra, and finally said:

"Your member Cyborg also tried to establish data contact with Yamodra, but he failed several times. Even using the Mother Box could not awaken this guy's logic program.

I seriously doubt this guy is broken? The brain was probably burned out. "

"There is no concept of 'damage' for a super robot that has evolved to this level, Mason.

Mechanical bodies such as Amozo and Perfect Ultron have high-speed refresh logic memory, which is enough to allow them to think in a smarter and more efficient way than humans.

Therefore, this must be some kind of data logic that Yamo Zhuo presets when encountering certain changes. "

Bartmos pushed up his black-rimmed glasses with great interest. He waved and controlled the mechanical seat in the main control cabin to levitate to his side. After sitting on it, the data socket of the seat was directly connected to the brain. , and controlled the silver-gray mechanical tentacles like snakes to connect to several interfaces of the mechanical storage cabin.

The God of Data sat on the mechanical throne and said to Mason:

"I need to enter Yamo Zhuo's processor to see the specific situation. It will take some time to crack its constantly updated firewall. The complexity of this thing is already comparable to that of a blackwall.

Ott, take care of Mr. Mason for me. I'll be back soon. "

After saying that, the guy who advocated efficiency lay down on the mechanical chair and closed his eyes. As the computing power of the God of Data was mobilized, the entire Exile spacecraft entered a low-energy operation mode.

"Buttmos is happy."

Ms. Ott, who maintains an android body, explained to Mason:

“He once thought that his data consciousness was too huge to return to the material world, but with the Exile spacecraft as a carrier, he could finally temporarily escape from the false world of gods and return to the material world.

Of course, in my opinion, this so-called ‘reality’ is not very attractive.

There are ruins and ruins everywhere, a desolate scene. "

Mason didn't answer immediately.

He looked at Ultra's "human form" and had to say that Johnny Silverhand's idiot had really good taste. Whether it was his gun or his girlfriend, they were both one-in-a-million treasures.

However, unlike Bartmos, who still maintains a fully simulated personality, Ms. Ott seems to have made some modifications to her "human programming", resulting in her still showing a cold and rational attitude in the material world.

Very much like a robot.

Mason didn't speak, and she didn't speak either. Although the God of Data asked her to receive Mason well, she seemed to have nothing to share with him.

This made the atmosphere in the main control room awkward.

"In addition to bringing Ya Mo Zhuo here for medical treatment this time, I am also here to thank the Divine World for its full support to us in the previous war."

Buttmoss was busy and couldn't talk about business, so Mason had to find something to talk about to ease the awkward situation with this cold lady, so he said:

"Also, you have been helping Barbara learn various skills in the data field. Although my elder sister has not said much about this, I believe you must have given her a lot of help.

This is my personal thank you. "

Mason took out a wooden box and handed it to Ott.

The latter took it in his hand, opened it, took a look, took out a charm and said:

"Is this a magic item? It's really magical. It's difficult to use data to accurately analyze it. Maybe I should set up an experiment to summarize."

"No, what you should do now is put this thing into your body."

Mason stepped forward and took out the Life-Binding Rat Talisman and slapped it on Ms. Ott's forehead, like a bad joke. But when the talisman came into contact with the mechanical body, the cold lady suddenly screamed. A sound.

This special spell that could give life to all dead things made her feel like a living person all of a sudden.

Temperature, vision and touch no longer rely on sensor readings but more truly touch the characteristics of the material world with resurrected perceptions, which is like "resurrection from the dead" in another sense.

But the problem is that Ms. Ultra had completed the uploading of her consciousness decades ago.

She had already adapted to the state of being a data being, but the reactivation of her senses, which had been almost forgotten for a long time, made it difficult for her to adapt.

When he rolled his eyes, it was like his brain shut down and he fell straight to the ground with a bang.

This startled Mason too.

Afraid that his good intentions would kill someone, he hurried forward and took out a wrench, pliers and screwdriver to prepare for first aid.

But to be honest, given the appearance of a charlatan holding an engineering wrench and planning to open people's skulls, it would be unreasonable not to sentence him to life imprisonment.

Well, remember to bring your engineering wrench to court.

"are you OK?"

A few minutes later, after Mason reconnected several wires on Ms. Ott's back, the unconscious Ott reopened her eyes. She looked at Mason in front of her blankly, her pupils losing focus.

Only after several calls did she react. With a whoosh, she sat up cross-legged with her hands on her chest, looked at Mason with vigilant eyes, and screamed:

"You wizard who deserves to be burned at the stake! What did you do to me? Why did you make me become like this all of a sudden! Did you inject some obscene data virus into me?"

"Very good. The emotions that a normal person should have have returned. Don't worry, Miss Ott. This operation was very successful. Your boring data life is over."

While packing up his tools, Mason took off his medical gloves that were stained with mechanical lubricants. He winked at Ott, who looked very emotional in front of him, and said:

"I put the rat charm into your body. As long as this bionic body is not destroyed, you can remain in this 'living' state.

I know your story and the past entanglement between you and that idiot Johnny Silverhand. How about I give you a rat charm and let Johnny come back to life, and then you two can renew your relationship or something? "

"Are these all changes brought about by that strange spell?"

Otto calmed down.

She touched her mechanical heart that was not beating, and then looked down at the moving fingers. The feeling that had almost been forgotten was so novel at the moment.

After a few seconds of silence, she looked up at Mason and said:

"But why would you do that? A prop that can give a data life like me 'human consciousness' must be very precious."

"I said, this is my personal gratitude. Thank you for taking care of my sister for me."

Mason pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose and said:

"Furthermore, all the sane conscious data in the Kamikyu world want to escape from the data prison. As a 'warden', you have to come out for some air occasionally.

Don't worry, I'm actually just trying to improve my favorability.

We are partners now, and it never hurts to have one more friend.

So, do you want a rat charm for Johnny Silverhand?

I don't like that idiot.

But for your sake, I can make another one on the spot. "

"That's it."

Ott Cunningham, who had regained her perceptual thinking, was quite embarrassed, but after hesitating for a few seconds, she still asked Mason to prepare a similar "gift" for her troubled dead boyfriend.

"I need to remind you that the Rat Talisman only takes effect on the bionic body. Once your data thinking leaves this carrier and returns to the data world, you will still turn back into the rational and indifferent data AI."

While Mason took out the carving knife and the dragon bone just taken from the treasury of the Society of Stars and started making spells on the spot, he reminded:

“So don’t worry that this vivid perception will affect your logical judgment, I mean just think of it as a little diversion under pressure.

To be honest, I would also like to see Samurai Band perform a legendary concert at Osborne Tower. "

He made a joke, and it wasn't that funny.

But Otto smiled happily, as if he wanted to release all the negative emotions he had accumulated over the past few decades.

In the time that followed, she shared many stories with Mason about her life.

Those memories were not really forgotten, but they had enough sense to suppress them when they were data beings.

The two sat cross-legged on the ground in the Exile's main control room and chatted happily. Making new friends also made Mason feel good. Half an hour later, Buttermos' in-depth inspection of Yamodra was finally completed.

As the silver data cable was disconnected, the mechanical seat returned to its throne position, and Buttermos' bionic body opened its eyes. He showed rare signs of fatigue, and rubbed his brows again and said to Mason:

"This guy is very sick."

"Huh? What do you say?"

Mason pushed the frame and asked.

The God of Data organized the language and said:

"The good news is that Yamozo's logic circuits and internal modules are healthy and there is no damage. The bad news is that it is not down.

The situation is much more serious than that, this guy is unconscious.

Ya Mo Zhuo's data consciousness is not in its body, it is like a hollowed out shell. According to the data beacon I found, it is now trapped in a very special space. "

Having said this, Buttermoss glanced at Mason and said:

"So, how much do you know about the 'Metal Spirit', one of the root powers of your world?"