Volume 5: The Young Wolf Seeks Home Chapter 83 My son, hold on! Your father is here to save you, the unfilial son.
Mason returned to Osborne Tower with a big smile on his face.
This smile may be because he saw someone in trouble, but in the end, Oliver Queen's expression when he left with those "joy candies" was really wonderful...
"Oh my, I am no longer the innocent child I once was. My heart has become dirty."
The captain walked into his own equipment warehouse with emotion, and pressed a button on his watch. The lights in this large armory began to light up little by little.
He looked at the third-generation Fenrir armor displayed in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.
Thanks to the Vibranium and Urugen sent by Old A, Mason finally fulfilled his ultimate dream of becoming a mechanic in the last week of the third month of his debut in the Star Club.
He has a power armor made entirely of vibranium and urugin!
This is something that even Batman can't get.
Of course, this was also the first legendary item that Mason had made by himself without relying on materials, but rather by honing his skills. This also allowed his engineering skills to officially break through Lv5+1 and reach Lv6+1.
This was the second breakthrough since Alchemy reached Lv7, which was of great significance to Mason, as it meant that his second skill had finally entered the master level.
He looked at the heavy power armor in front of him with an admiring look, and felt that if he put on this thing, he would dare to join the Astra Militarum on the spot and run to a random evil god army to fight against it.
He reached out and touched the cold silver-gray outer armor. Soon, an information tag popped up:
The third generation enhanced Fenrir war mecha
Quality: Legendary Engineering/Forging/Enchanting/Inscription Creation·Ultimate Craftsmanship
Features: Vibranium casting, Thunder infusion, Uru conduction, Isu energy rune, Octopus auxiliary combat program, Anti-Union module, Anti-X-Men module
Producer: Mason Cooper
Item Description: I can open a door right now for you to join the loyal Imperial Army right here on the spot. If you join the battlefield with this set of armor, the Oil Man will cry when he hears about it, and the Emperor will be ecstatic when he sees it. You can chop Chaos Demons like chopping melons and vegetables, and kill Orks and Greenskins with ease. Maybe if you stay with him for a long time, even Master Thirteen will summon you to get a Primaris and light a cigarette for you personally.
You who hammered out this mecha will definitely be regarded as the Chosen One of the Omnissiah, and Holy Terra needs talents like you. Consider it?
"You'll die if you don't read my mind, right?"
Seeing that he had just been thinking about being loyal to the empire a few seconds ago, but the description of the item in front of him turned into this mess, Mason immediately raised his middle finger with a gloomy face.
Damn it, when I made this thing yesterday, the item description clearly wasn't like this!
This isn't even pretending, right?
Of course, Mason is now setting off to a strange world to rescue his teammates in distress, and it is obviously not enough to bring only a power armor.
He also needs other weapons.
In the mechanical assembly room not far away, twelve disassembled hunting sentinel robots were waiting for modularization and weapon system upgrades from the engineering master.
This will be the bulk of Mason's work tonight.
These twelve sentinel robots are also Mason's "team members" on this long journey.
Zhakang has confirmed that the world he is currently in is targeted for invasion by the Skrulls. Coupled with the Skrulls' unreasonable camouflage and lurking abilities, Mason decided to go alone this time after repeated consideration.
If you don't bring a companion with you, you don't have to worry about being approached by the Skrulls.
Therefore, in the most extreme case, Mason would not have to worry about accidental injuries. He could just throw out everything explosive at hand and blow up everyone around him.
It has to be said that this is a very extreme rescue plan, which is quite similar to the legendary "Mao-style rescue". Without the hostages, wouldn't the robbers be meat on the chopping board?
"Draman's main program has been transferred to the Second Black Pearl and used as the battleship's main engine. So you will be the onboard AI of my precious Vibranium Power Armor."
Mason took out the data sandbox that contained the Ultron program, climbed into the cockpit of the Vibranium Fenrir armor, and according to Tony No. 7's instructions, he first activated the encrypted data framework and then restarted this advanced AI that was somewhat dangerous.
He waited patiently in the cockpit. After a few seconds of system self-check, the huge "mechanical brain" finally woke up.
Although his research on the data program was not as in-depth as Barbara's, Mason could also feel that the Ultron program in the sandbox was entering his power armor in a "comprehensive takeover" manner.
"Shua"
A power armor control projection that was simpler than Delaman's previous projection method appeared in front of Mason, just like the control screen projected by the Super Mark Armor in front of Tony Stark in the movie.
Because it was the first time the machine was turned on, all the cracked data streams flowed across the light screen in front of my eyes like a waterfall, but it quickly stabilized.
"Hello, Mason Cooper, First Driver."
The cold and neutral electronic voice of the Ultron program sounded in the cockpit, and it introduced itself politely:
"I am Ultron, the power armor auxiliary combat program. I am downloading and installing the preset combat data of this armor, and I am ready to make personalized adjustments according to your command.
It's a pleasure to serve you."
"Can you change to a more human voice module?"
Mason blinked his eyes, and while cooperating with the program to complete the self-check of each module, he suggested:
"My previous onboard AI would play some really vulgar jokes on me. Maybe I've gotten used to that kind of driving experience."
"Retrieving the 'humanized' voice package from the local database..."
Ultron said sternly:
"The previous onboard AI codenamed 'Delaman' left behind several different emotional mode circuits, which are used for different purposes such as normal, angry, autistic, cowardly, self-destructive, etc.
This AI will switch in time according to different usage scenarios.
But judging from the information left by Tony No. 7, providing this AI with too much emotional material is a very dangerous thing, which will greatly increase the probability of it eventually getting out of control.
Perhaps it’s because the logic modules of this AI are too close to biological life?”
"Does that require me to give you a lobotomy?"
Mason said sternly:
"Come on, Tony No. 7 has sealed you, Ultron. This power armor is your new body. Without my permission, your data cannot leak out, so you don't have to worry about losing control.
So, let’s get active, okay?”
"Driver's proposal accepted, emotional circuit loading in progress."
Mason's onboard AI is still very responsive.
It began to load the emotional circuit left by Delamain, and a .
I don’t know how many messed up things Delaman has engraved into his data DNA. It seems like he has installed a lot of Mods, causing this damn progress bar to move forward extremely slowly.
Mason could only wait while completing the loading of the weapon module. Just as he was loading the preset ammunition for the arm electromagnetic cannon into his vibranium power armor, the communication from Barbara was connected to the cockpit.
"Shua"
A bust of Batgirl was projected onto the light screen in front of Mason.
She was lying on the hacker chair wearing the black bat helmet, surrounded by silver-gray flying ants flying around, apparently trying to control the first batch of mechanical ant colonies that had just come off the production line.
"Mason, Card King, Angel, and Shockwave from Team Axe sent a message. They said they will join us in two days. They said you invited them to help train the newcomers?"
"Yes, that's true."
Mason leaned back in the driver's seat, lit a cigarette like an ace pilot, and said:
"For this operation in the B-level world, I have added the K team as your reserve team, and by the way, let the little lunatics led by Damian experience the life of pioneers.
I'm worried that you and Ertong may not be able to handle it, so I asked for some support from our allies.
This way, you don't have to worry too much about the frontal missions, and can focus on raising the children... ahem, I mean, training team members with potential and a promising future."
"Although what you said makes sense, I still think you are just trying to save trouble."
Barbara complained, but accepted the arrangement.
She then said:
"In the absence of you and Zha Kang, the team lacks scouts and anti-magic specialists. I plan to temporarily recruit Charles back and let him experience the feeling of being a 'main player' again.
Bring Poison Ivy as a healer."
"You can arrange this. It will also let you experience the feeling of being a captain and having to worry about something."
Mason laughed and said:
"I have made 15 servings of superhuman medicine and placed them in my alchemy room. Remember to pick them up after the seven-hour purification is completed. They are for you to keep in your collection.
Finally, although the target world rating is only B-level, I hope you don't take it lightly, Barbara.
The world that survives the third impact is quite capable, so don’t let it capsize.”
"Can't you say something nice?"
Barbara rolled her eyes and said:
"I'll record the action data and wait for you to come back to analyze and review it. Okay, tell me about you, when do you plan to leave?"
"tomorrow."
Mason glanced at the progress bar of the emotional circuit that was about to be loaded. He blew a smoke ring and said:
“Last time, Zha Kang said that he had fifteen days left before being sacrificed to the evil god, but now there are only twelve days left.
Although I really want to see whether our great and cunning John Constantine will really be swallowed by the evil god, if we don’t set out now, I guess will just have to collect his corpse.
I'll hurry back as soon as possible.
After you complete the pioneering mission and return to Osborne Tower, remember to pay attention to the news from the Next Life Bar. If the master needs support, you and Ertong will lead the team over.
We have quite a bit of power over there.
The Deathstroke Corps alone is very capable of execution, and adding the currently free-acting Green Lantern Hal and the Dark Justice League, it is enough to deal with emergencies.
Therefore, do not expose the existence of Grandpa and Grandma unless it is necessary. They are not hiding for the current situation that cannot be considered a war."
"I understand your bad taste, Mason, and I also want to see Bruce's wonderful expression when he discovers the truth on his own. I heard that Aunt Joker has helped Bruce kill a Skrull?
Wow, what an amazing result."
Barbara responded, flicking her tongue:
"And you left so many contingency plans. We will act according to them. We are all familiar with the old routines of the Bat Family.
But Harley just came to me secretly and asked me what you were going to do. Her perception of things about you is really amazing. I guess she will run over to find you soon.
I don't have the ability to make 'Robin Girl' obey me.
It depends on your arrangement."
After saying that, Batgirl hung up the communication, and Ultron's emotional circuit was also loaded. As Mason listened, a woman's voice that was set to be similar to Catwoman's hoarse voice sounded in the cockpit, saying with confusion and laziness:
“These free AIs of the 2077 era are really sick! Their emotional observations and research data on humanoid creatures are comparable to a comprehensive super database.
So many emotions came over me, happiness and loss, despair and struggle, I almost crashed my computer."
“That’s the taste. Good.”
Mason snapped his fingers and said:
"I like this kind of AI that can chat with me, but why did you choose this voice module? Can you tell me about your mental journey? Ultron."
"This is the advice left by my predecessor, Lord Delaman."
Female Ultron responded with a strange smile:
"Through its observation, before the driver establishes an intimate relationship with Miss Harley, the woman you trust the most and are closest to is Ms. Selina Kyle.
At one point it thought you had some kind of 'Oedipus' or 'queen' complex towards Ms. Kyle, but of course later it was discovered that this was just pure friendship and team camaraderie.
But he and I both thought that in situations where long-term cooperation was required, using Ms. Selena's voice would make the driver feel happier.
If that’s not your thing, I’ve got Bruce Wayne’s unique voice for you.”
"Forget it."
Mason pouted and jumped out of the cockpit. He patted the cold shell of Fenrir's armor and said sarcastically:
"It's dangerous enough for me to go out into another world and risk my life. If I have to listen to the bat voice of the master giving me combat instructions every day, I will go crazy sooner or later due to excessive pressure.
It seems that you have adapted well, Ultron. After the self-test is completed, the system will enter sleep and wait for wake-up. Remember to wax my precious vibranium power armor after entering the suitcase factory.
Write a swarm module to be used with the Sentinel Hunting Team. I need you to command this team to participate in the battle when necessary."
"Sweetheart?"
Just as the blue light in the helmet of the Fenrir armor cockpit dimmed, Harley's voice sounded behind Mason as Barbara expected.
She walked quickly from the equipment storehouse and took Mason's hand. In the shadow under the silver-gray Fenrir armor, she said to Mason worriedly:
"Are you really determined to go alone?"
"That world is filled with invading Skrulls. I can't risk taking you there."
Mason stroked Harry's hair and whispered:
"At present, there are not many ways to restrain them. If they take advantage of the loophole, it means that I may lose you forever.
I have to go alone .
This is also the favor I owe him when I played tricks on him to get him into Team K. I will bring him back, and you just need to wait here for me to return safely.
You know…”
He lowered his head and touched his forehead to Harry's.
In the quiet environment, he seemed to be able to feel Harry's heartbeat. He said:
"I still have work to do. I will not stop in that strange world. I still owe a promise to a little cutie who is ten years older than me, about a new world where I don't have to worry about danger and existence anymore."
"You know I will sneak over with you. You are so kind and cute. What if you are bullied by bad guys?"
Harley said in her distinctive high-pitched voice:
"I want to go with you! This time I'm not being unreasonable. Listen to me, Mr. K. You need me to stay with you.
If you have to destroy a world to bring back Zarkon or kill those Skrull bastards, the least I can do is push that button for you.
Sweetheart, the pressure is already great enough, you can't have a dirty heart.
But I don't care.
Those Skrull bastards can't disguise me. They can't simulate the Quinn in my mind. I tried with Emma, and I don't want to miss any more stories about you.
If we are destined to turn into stardust in the future, I will stick with you till the end..."
"Believe it or not, if Zha Kang saw me saving him and taking you with me, he would definitely call us a pair of bastards."
Mason shrugged.
He rubbed Harry's head, and in the latter's surprised gaze, he said:
"Well, I can't expect my Robin girl to work properly without me. Looks like I'll have to get you a suit of armor, cutie."
