Volume 5: The Young Wolf Seeks Home Chapter 55 Do you think this is the end? Naive!
"Has Zha Kang not come back yet?"
This was the first thing Mason said after returning to Osborne Tower with a certain tiredness. Barbara, who came to greet him, shook her head, and Batgirl sighed and said:
"I just found a note asking for leave in his room. I tried to contact him privately but no one answered. He must be exploring some other world with his vampire lover."
"It's been five days, right?"
The captain frowned and said:
"A standard exploration cycle has ended. He should at least send a letter back... Well, considering that it's Constantine, it's normal no matter what happens.
Is the second barrel back?"
"He and Damian are still in Europe. There were some problems with the old man's plan to take over the Assassin's League, but it's still under control."
Barbara reported:
“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 apocalyptic era.
Black Bolt specifically invited us here, and he wants you to be there as well."
"I'll be there in a minute."
Mason glanced at his personal communicator and said:
"You go first, I won't be late."
"Yeah, okay."
Barbara nodded, put on a falcon-style flight backpack, jumped from the top of the Osborne Tower, and then glided all the way to the distant coast of this coastal city.
Above the wasteland at the end of the sight, the phantom cast by the city of Attilan was vividly visible. Some curious Amazon female warriors rode Pegasus around the flying city, trying to enter the "city in the sky" that suddenly appeared.
These superstitious muscle sisters see its appearance as a good omen.
Without the command and leadership of the Queen of War, these muscular women began to let themselves go.
I heard that they held the "Zombie Slayer Overlord Competition" in the abandoned city of New York a few days ago. They were invited and hired by Lady Elizabeth to help the remnants of the pirate world to open up a living area.
This seems like a good thing.
"But the old Green Goblin is definitely going to complain now."
Mason pushed his head and shook his head.
"He's already unhappy with me for constantly introducing all kinds of superhumans into this world. Now there's a city that's even cooler than Osborne Tower. I guess the old guy is going to be furious."
"No, Mason, the Green Goblin is just unhappy about the decline of his dominance over this world. As long as you give him some reassurance, he will be eager for you to expand his power."
Hat said calmly:
"He is 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 is actually the most stable among all the external forces at present?"
Mason walked towards his office and complained again:
“He never gave me any trouble, provided me with all kinds of experimental equipment for free, sheltered us exiles, and even gave me some very dark advice.
Aside from the fact that he and I wanted something very different, he was pretty much the best person to work with.
Especially when it comes to fighting against Old A, we are a natural pair.”
"The guests have arrived."
Hat reminds:
"He's waiting for you in the office. It seems to be the cyberpsycho you were fighting with earlier... That's the word, right? What an amazing way to use words."
"V is not a psychopath, he is just too active. Although he is impulsive at times, he can't hide his innocent heart."
Mason corrected the hat and then opened the door, then saw V sitting in his chair with his feet on the desk, furtively 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 on the ground."
Mason reminded:
"Otherwise you'll have to find a way to catch it again."
“Are all the things in here alive?”
V raised the magic bottle in his hand and asked curiously:
"This zombie, that ship, and that giant dozing in a bottle? Why do you like shrinking them down and putting them in bottles? Is this some weird hobby?"
“You can think of it as a collection.”
Mason slowly took the magic bottle containing the zombie king Kingpin from V and put it back on his collection shelf full of bottles. He also placed a magic bottle containing the "Fire Cloud Evil God" version of Banner Daddy on the highest place.
Father Banner in the bottle gave Mason the middle finger viciously, but there was no more violent reaction. Instead, he lay down on the spot and dozed off.
Mason turned back to V and said:
"Just like you like collecting weapons and vehicles, who doesn't have a hobby in this line of work? Did you bring the stuff?"
"Of course, that's what I came for."
When it comes to business, the cyber mercenary immediately became alert. He stood up, took out a high-tech biological jar from his arms and placed it in front of Mason.
The jar contained the "Left Hand of Creation" that Mason had previously spotted in the Secret Treasure House of the Star Society.
The red skin is covered with scales, and if you look closely, you can see that the hand has some alienated claws. It starts to look a bit hideous after looking at it for a long time, especially when it is held by V, the notorious cyber psychopath who kills without blinking an eye.
It was like a sinister underground organ trade scene, and Mason was the evil receiver of the stolen goods.
"I thought we'd have to wait a few days."
Mason stroked the biological jar in front of him and joked:
"It seems that your promotion to A-rank went smoothly. When can we set up a table to celebrate?"
"Don't mention it anymore, it's annoying."
V waved his hand wearily and said:
“Morgan’s promotion went smoothly, but we were not promoted according to the procedures. Without the opportunity to compete with A-level personnel, we naturally cannot obtain the other party’s base world and resources .
You also have to find a way to conquer the next A-level world territory on your own.
Rogge has been busy with this matter recently, and the mercenaries in the shrine are very happy. However, the hunter is still generous and gave us an A-level world she found before as our target.
This time I came here not only to deliver something, but also to place an order."
He took out a separation chip from the memory on his waist, handed it to Mason, and said:
“Here is all the advanced weapons data of Kangtao Industries and Arasaka Heavy Industries. Roger said that you have superb craftsmanship, and it is a bit too late for us to reopen the production line now.
So I'll leave the weapons here to you.
It's a month to prepare for war, and we need the weapons for a 3,000-man army, as well as a few of your magical alchemical pills and high-tech heavy troops.
If you have magic swords, that would be fine too. We will buy them at a high price.
Just tell me what materials you need, but since we are allies, you have to give us a discount on the price."
At this point, V winked and said:
"I just saw that cool red-haired bat girl driving a cool power suit down there. Do you want to sell that? 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 don't want to give you that thing, it's that you can't use it. It needs a professional mechanic to operate it, so a mediocre person like you can forget about it. But I can buy one for your girlfriend.
She can drive a magic lizard, and she will naturally be able to drive that thing after training.
But I have something better.”
The captain smiled, patted V on the shoulder and said:
"The K-Team's own personal power armor had just been tested in combat on a doomed world. It lasted nearly seven minutes in front of the angry Hulk before being completely dismantled.
I recommend this more.
It's a pure fool-proof operation. Anyone with a brain can use it. It has decent firepower and can be freely matched with combat modules according to personal needs. If you order more than 50 units at a time, I will give you a set of anti-force type superhuman tactical data module and a gravity well for free."
"That sounds great."
V blinked, and the rough but delicate mercenary whispered:
"Then how do we pay?"
"We are all allies now, so let's not be so polite. Why talk about money? Isn't that vulgar?"
Mason waved his hands and said:
“Just pay a processing fee.
I'll make a list of materials for you later. The sooner you get them, the sooner we can start work. I just happened to recruit two excellent alchemists a few days ago, but they still have no work to do.
However, please give me more data personality download permissions in Shenyu Space, I will use it."
He stated his conditions, and V said with embarrassment:
"It's not that we don't want to give it to you. We are short of manpower right now. Mason, I just said that we still have an A-level world to explore."
"I don't want any combatants."
Mason shook his head and said:
"I want a logistics and management position, a data body like Arasaka Hanako."
"Oh, that's all right."
V folded his arms and said:
"I'll apply for 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 in reality through the Arasaka chip, so I don't know much about what's going on over there.
But I know that those company dogs are quite close to the wandering AIs. They are also a force in the shrine and are very mysterious, especially those AIs.
They formed a 'Data Cult' in cyberspace, preaching the concept of data ascension all day long.
Voodoo Gang...
Well, a group of psychopathic hackers on our side are the main members of their "Church of Data". They madly worship Batmos, the god-level hacker 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 bad intentions, I don’t think so.”
He flicked the ash from his cigarette and said:
"Although they are mysterious, they are the force that cooperates most with the Afterlife Team. Those cyber hackers advocate calm and rational thinking. It is hard to imagine what dangerous conspiracy these guys would plan."
"It seems you know no more about them than I do."
Mason blew out a smoke ring and reminded V:
"Go back and talk to Morgan about this. If possible, pay more attention to it. I feel that those data beings may not be on the same page with you.
Please send the materials here quickly, we are waiting to start work.
In addition, I wish you good luck in your station development. "
"Thank you."
V grinned, waved his hand and left the office. The captain pretended not to notice that he had taken away several magic swords made by Mason.
As mercenaries, being dirty is their "professional habit".
Besides, the fact that the swords could be secretly taken away by a knowledgeable 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 fluid.
After a few seconds, Mason said with some annoyance:
"I have 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 much use."
"It's clearly made of something very special."
When it comes to biology, Consus is never absent.
This Isu ghost appeared beside Mason in the form of a projection amidst the diffuse light spots. He observed the left hand of creation in front of him, stroking his chin and saying:
"Plus the rather mythical legend, I guess that using it does not require destroying your own life form, and the concept of so-called 'creation' is abstract in itself. Perhaps this hand itself is the projection of this concept on the material level.
It would confer a power, not the hand itself.
Touch it, my brother, and see what happens.”
"Yeah, that makes sense."
Mason nodded, dipped his hand into the biological fluid and touched his scarlet left hand.
His fingertips felt like they were touching a living arm. The elasticity of the skin had not lost its vitality after being cut off, and there was even some temperature left .
But as the contact time prolonged, the red severed hand in front of him "melted" quickly like the posture when it was wrapped in the Black Death Sword armor, and "transferred" to Mason's left arm in a spray-painted manner.
In just a dozen seconds, his left hand became exactly the same shape as the left hand of the Creator, 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:
"Connecting to the 'Conceptual Wonder · Left Hand of Creation'... No harm... The degree of compatibility between the concept of 'Creation' and the user is: Perfect... New talent being granted...
Manufacturing talents unlocked as:
[Creator: The time required for all manufacturing processes is reduced by 50%, the number of finished products in batch production increases by 30%, and the rate of high-quality products is greatly improved. ]
[Agile Left Hand: When using engineering weapons with the left hand, the destructive power increases by 30%. When using the left hand in close combat, the skill judgment degree increases by +1.]
[Hand of Hope I: When using the left hand to perform first aid or make healing drugs, the quality and craftsmanship of the finished product will be +1. This effect can be upgraded by treating or making healing drugs.]
[Inspiration: When using the left hand of creation to make products, there is a chance to stimulate the "inspiration" effect, making the finished product and craftsmanship break through the existing skill limit.
This effect cannot be upgraded, and the more sophisticated your skills are, the higher the chance of triggering it. 】”
"Tsk, plain and simple, crude and crude!"
Mason looked at his scarlet, nimble left hand with shining eyes.
As he moved his five fingers, he was quite satisfied with the effect of the left hand of creation. By analogy, the effect of the right hand of destruction that Captain Morgan got was probably also very powerful, definitely not inferior to ordinary legendary weapons.
Mason was happy that he finally did not betray his allies this time.
“But it’s just this weird color.”
He complained:
"If I walk around with a hand like this, I might end up being called the Bloody Hand Slayer."
"Indeed, it looks a lot like the Devil's Claw."
Hat commented sharply:
"You'd better get yourself a glove, Mason, lest your image be transferred to that of a great villain."
"Mason! The awakening ceremony is about to begin!"
Barbara's reminder sounded in the team communication, and Mason responded and said:
"I'll be right there while I find myself a pair of gloves. What a pity that the person who should have been here to participate in this ceremony representing the new life couldn't come.
I hope that Old Wolf and Captain Atom can rest in peace in heaven forever."
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It's night in Gotham City.
There is dead silence and no one in front of the ruins of the long-abandoned Gotham Orphanage. Ever since the Joker committed a tragedy here several years ago, this haunted 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, which was on the verge of bankruptcy at the time, and rebuilt a better facility in the Audisburg area.
But the fact that this place is abandoned doesn't mean that no one comes here. In fact, places like this where no one comes are the most suitable for some guys to hide. And the ruins of the orphanage are not truly peaceful tonight.
The master is chasing a group of bank robbers here, and Gotham City is never short of these desperate people.
This is not a difficult task for Batman. In fact, among the many situations he is facing now, chasing a group of gun-wielding robbers is almost a "pastime".
The master completed the task quickly.
As usual, he called Commissioner Gordon and asked the police to clean up the mess, then jumped into the Batmobile and drove away. But a few minutes later, a twisted space-time rift suddenly appeared, like a light in the night that flickered for a moment and then went out.
A figure fell out with a plop and lay on the grass in front of the orphanage. Something in her arms also rolled out.
No one paid any attention to them until a dark shadow appeared and returned a few minutes later.
The master glided down from the sky and landed silently.
He approached the person who had crossed the line cautiously, and then he was stunned for a moment when he saw the obvious female features of the other party, and then turned his head to look at something else...
"Beep... Barry, I need you to come to Gotham! Now!"
