Volume 7: Da Mu Da Mu Chapter 60: A Clash of Fates: Are all the devils as rich and generous as you?
"So this is the situation. Everyone is clear about the current situation."
In a conference room in Osborne Tower, Mason stood in front of a large optical projection screen and briefly introduced the key points of the situation he had listed to the packed K Corps members in front of him.
He looked at the team members he had handpicked and the several " non-staff . After seeing that everyone was listening very seriously, he nodded with satisfaction and said:
"Now I need everyone to speak freely and have an internal discussion on the current situation to determine our next course of action..."
"Is this how your K-Team operates?"
Before Mason finished speaking, Sister Ka, who was wearing casual clothes and travel sunglasses, crossed her arms and said:
"I thought you invited me here today to hold a celebration party, and that I came here with the intention of drinking and having fun, but I ended up coming here for a meeting?
If I liked meetings, I wouldn’t have quit my job at a company that had meetings from morning till night every day.”
"Yes, yes, Sister Ka is right!"
Harry next to her threw a piece of bubble gum into her mouth and echoed while chewing it:
"I also think we should enjoy ourselves after this victory, even if it's just for a few hours. Everyone is very tired. Honey, look, Zha Kang is almost asleep."
"He was almost asleep because he was such a jerk. It had nothing to do with the meeting itself."
Mason sighed.
He didn't expect that Sister Ka, who was always reliable, was actually a troublemaker, but when he thought about it, this was the custom of the Spartans.
They drink when they win a big game, when a child is born, and when someone dies. Banquets are part of their traditional culture. Mason glanced at the people in front of him and he indeed noticed fatigue and anxiety on the faces of his teammates. At this time, it would be more beneficial to relax.
So after a few seconds of thinking, he snapped his fingers and said to everyone:
"After the meeting, let's go to Laisheng Bar. I'll notify Miss Huazi to prepare for the reception. We won't go home until we're drunk tonight!"
"Ha, that's right!"
Sister Ka was finally satisfied. She was also quite satisfied with Mason's willingness to listen to advice. She folded her arms and leaned back in her chair without saying anything more. As for the situation...
Well, what is there to consider?
Wouldn't it be enough to just draw your sword and chop your way through?
The war that just ended has proved that the union of the five worlds is a force that cannot be underestimated. To be honest, even without the appearance of the three big bosses in the final stage, the Five Realms Coalition can still defeat the Conquerors and Cleaners, it just takes some time.
And that was already a larger-scale invasion operation that the Council hoped to organize. Facts have proved that the combat effectiveness of the small group formed by Mason is higher than Sister Ka expected.
There is no doubt about her fighting ability.
But the problem is that the current situation is not just about combat effectiveness, nor is it just about being able to fight.
“The problem is the external environment.”
The old man sitting in the back row said in a low voice:
“This victory is certainly worth recalling, but we do not have enough channels to spread the news of victory further. If the current parallel world system is a public opinion field, then the general trend is still in the hands of the Council of Hope, and we cannot compete with them in this field.
A victory that cannot be publicized is not enough to win us more potential allies, and the impact of this victory in the parallel world system will not be as great as we imagined.
publicity……
This is also a very important part.
In the current situation of all-out confrontation, the worlds oppressed by the Star Society do not know that they have a second choice. "
"The old man is right!"
Judy immediately agreed, but the tech girl didn't really have her own thoughts on the matter.
She was wearing a pair of special glasses, which were used to broadcast the meeting in front of her to the leader of the Shinto world in a "real-time live broadcast", and acted as a "messenger" to convey Bartmos's thoughts here.
There was no need to go through so much trouble, as there was sufficient technological capability to produce a real-time projection of the meeting. However, because the Shinto World was deeply involved in this war, the Exile spacecraft carrying the Shinto host was now conducting a "plane dive" to prevent the conquerors from capturing its signal.
Judy, who doesn't care much about these things, has no choice but to be the representative of the party.
She pushed up her glasses and, like a translator, relayed the words that appeared before her eyes:
"When the two sides are evenly matched, public opinion can be a powerful weapon that determines the outcome of a war, so we cannot give up our efforts in this regard. Shenyu World will use our influence on the data network to spread the Gotham World's war to as many worlds as possible, but others must also take action.
We will use the reorganization of the Star Society to spread the influence of our alliance.
I hope the Council has many, many worlds to provide them with resources, and the losses they have suffered from this victory are not even a drop in the bucket. We cannot be complacent about this."
"We have our own problems!"
Damian, who was becoming more and more like a captain, also raised his hand and said seriously:
"This battle exposed many problems of the coalition forces. The forces of the five worlds could not be effectively coordinated, and relying solely on Xiao Shan's cosmic treadmill for super-time and space transmission was too weak.
Once this method is blocked again, the connection between us will be cut off, resulting in terrible consequences. "
"The cosmic tuning fork is being tested and reset by researchers."
Mason pushed his glasses and said:
"The power of this thing is beyond imagination. Its existence can basically guarantee that we will not be expelled in the war. But Damian's idea is correct. Xiao Shan has become the most important and most vulnerable member of our resistance system.
What's worse is that he has been exposed in this battle. I have enough reason to believe that once the next conflict occurs, the attack on the Flash will definitely be the first priority. "
"I'm not that easily defeated!"
Xiao Shan, who came over today wearing a jacket and jeans, pouted and said:
"Speedsters are always capable of taking care of themselves."
"That's true, but discovering a weakness and not protecting it is not courage, it's stupidity."
Agent Hill crossed her legs, rubbed her chin and looked at Xiao Shan. After a moment, she said:
"We must create a 'backup' for the Flash, but the Speed Force does not exist in our world or in the Osborne Tower world..."
"We don't have that either."
Sister Ka sighed and said:
"This thing is powerful, but it is not the basic rule of the parallel world and it does not work in every world. Mason is right. The cute and kind little Flash has become our Achilles heel.
This issue must be resolved before the next conflict.”
"Then find more speedsters! Flash's time-space variant, and form a Flash family that can manipulate the speed force."
Judy repeated Bartmos's words again, saying:
"Distribute the responsibilities of Little Flash to more people, and at the same time replicate the cosmic treadmill and make a speed force storage device to ensure that this system can be activated at any time we need it."
"Leave it to me."
The hunter who appeared here in a low profile whispered while holding a coffee cup:
"I will sort out the coordinates of the worlds where the Speed Force exists and hand them over to Mason. Team K will be designated as a 'special team' and will no longer participate in ordinary pioneering operations.
Your next task is to enter these worlds, find those speedsters and members of the Flash family and convince them to join us."
She looked up at Mason, her face looking rather haggard.
When the two looked at each other, it was as if they saw something strange and they separated immediately. It was obvious that the impact of the impulsive behavior that night was still taking effect.
This put the two people who had been cooperating perfectly in a very awkward situation. This scene made Harley look strange and she started whispering in her mind with Quinn who didn't come here.
They seriously suspected that their home had been robbed, but the current situation didn't seem like the situation after the spring was destroyed... Well, maybe there was still hope?
"The training of the vassal army also needs to be put on the agenda!"
Captain Jack attended the meeting in his captain's uniform. He took out a thick plan booklet and turned to a page and read:
“The manpower provided by Osborne Tower alone is not enough to deal with the current situation. Therefore, after discussions between the three senior commanders of the vassal army and the nominal leader, Mr. Green Devil, we hope to complete the integration training of the alliance army in the next month.
With the current K Corps servant army as the backbone, it absorbs assassins from the Isu world as reconnaissance scouts, elite agents from S.H.I.E.L.D. as mothership operators and vehicle providers, and high-quality combatants from the Shenyu world as the main combat force. Intelligent AI is responsible for the construction and protection of the communication and command system, and is assisted by commandos composed of superheroes.
In this way, we can not only complement the strengths of each world, but also make this special army a rapid reaction force to deal with possible emergencies."
"This suggestion is surprisingly reliable, Jack."
Catwoman sat on the chair in a seductive posture and gave a thumbs up to Captain Jack, who chuckled and closed the plan that was completely summarized and written by Mr. Green Goblin.
He just came here to act as a messenger, which was similar to the duties that Judy was carrying out at the moment.
"Do you have any comments?"
Mason looked at the representatives from other worlds.
No one expressed any objection, so the proposal was passed. He looked down at the time on his watch and said to the crowd:
"There is one last issue that needs to be discussed, which is our high-end forces. I have talked to the three members of the Ultimate K Team, and they have confirmed that they will not be involved in ordinary affairs. Therefore, in the conflicts that may arise in the future, we cannot expect them to perform a 'Deus Ex Machina' style of problem solving most of the time.
High-end forces still need to be recruited and cultivated. If individual forces cannot be quickly iterated and upgraded, then solutions must be sought from the outside.
I need you to submit an application list as well as ideas and suggestions for personal use of equipment, weapons and auxiliary combat items after the meeting. I will be personally responsible for the progress in this regard in the next period of time.
Equipment is also part of strength.
Let’s stop here for today. If there is anything else, I will contact the person in charge individually. Everyone, pack up and go to Laisheng Bar for the celebratory dinner.
I'll get ready here and then I'll meet up with everyone."
Mason smiled, waved his fist and said:
"Leave all these future troubles for tomorrow, and from now on, let's enjoy today, which we have fought so hard to get back. We won't go home until we are drunk tonight!"
"Ha, that's more like it."
Sister Ka laughed and stood up, swaggering away surrounded by a group of young girl fans. Harley ran over and bit Mason on the cheek, then quietly looked in the direction of the Hunter, only to find that Ciri had already left.
Oh my, all that swearing of sovereignty is in vain, what a cunning opponent! You old silver-haired girl!
"Is Quinn still okay?"
Mason asked as he put away the documents, and Harley pouted and said:
"It's a secret. It's her freedom to show up whenever she wants. Anyway, don't think about these headaches tonight. I'll wait for you at the bar."
After saying that, she slapped her boyfriend's butt hard, then left with her hands behind her back, humming a song.
Mason was the only one left in the meeting room.
He turned off the projector and put his notebook into his bag, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he leaned against the table in an empty place and lit a cigarette for himself.
The players can enjoy their leisure time, but he can't stop.
Entertainment is a luxury, especially in the current situation which is actually not optimistic.
"Snap"
The door of the conference room was pushed open. Mason did not turn around. He asked:
"Did you forget something?"
"Well, no, I came all the way here to attend Team K's combat meeting, but it seems that the long journey made me a little late, and everyone has dispersed. What a pity."
An old and deep voice sounded behind Mason, with an elegant air of old London's Union Jack, but it was quite different from Ah Fu's standard London accent. When this guy spoke, there was an aura that could not be ignored.
Mason stood up, took the cigarette from the corner of his mouth, turned around in the rising smoke, and looked at the old man behind him who was wearing a retro suit and short cape, holding a cane in his hand.
He looked like an old gentleman who had walked out of history, and just by standing there he could embody the demeanor that Mason hoped he would have when he was old.
The latter was smiling at him.
He looked like a kind and imposing old man, but the lights in the conference room stretched his shadow and projected it on the ground, revealing a ghost with bared fangs and claws as if ready to devour everything.
He had a well-kept goatee and wore black gloves.
The top of the black wooden cane in his hand was inlaid with an exquisite skull. It looked like a work of art, but it also gave him a hint of evil that was just enough to shock people without frightening them.
Mason was observing the visitor, and the visitor was also observing Mason.
He looked Mason up and down with his grey eyes, and finally nodded critically:
“It’s not bad, except that you’re too young and don’t look serious enough. But your temperament is changing, kid. Maybe it’s because you’ve been through something that has made you realize something more serious.
It was like a jar of fine wine fermenting in the darkness, just like the wise and desperate Strange back then.
Hello, Mason Cooper.
Do you want me to introduce myself? "
"No, I don't need to."
Mason took a deep breath to calm his raging mind. He looked at the uninvited old man in front of him, leaned over slightly and said softly:
"Hello, Lord Fate, are you here to punish the rebels right after waking up? This kind of thing does not require you to come in person, just an order is all that is needed, and I am happy to go and see you."
"And bring the most dangerous guys you can find into my room and kill me in my warm bed before I'm fully awake?
No, any devil with any sense would not do something that is tantamount to suicide."
Mephisto walked slowly forward, and his left hand fingers ran across the chairs that had not been tidied up yet, and the collision of his cane with the ground made a rhythmic sound.
The one who came here was just an astral projection and had no entity, but it undoubtedly showed the aura of the great devil hidden in the darkness.
He stood in front of Mason, and only then did Mason notice that there was a flickering red light like magma ash deep in the latter's gray eyes.
It's like the will-o'-the-wisp you see when walking on the road at night, or like the lone wolf you encounter when trekking on the snowy field.
He said:
“I’m here to meet the best young man my organization has ever produced, and to ask if Master Mason is interested in taking over Strange’s duties.
To put it simply, I’m here to recruit.”
The old devil smiled, took out a blank scroll from his bosom, opened it, and suspended it in front of Mason. He then took out a pen and handed it to Mason, saying:
"Salary, position, salary, benefits... Just write down what you want. I've signed my name at the bottom. The poor old devil has all this stuff in front of you. Take whatever you like.
Oh, that’s right.
Mephisto smiled and said in a gentle tone:
"Including the soul of Ms. Cirilla Fiona Allen Lillianlen that she left with me.
As long as you speak, Mason, I will return her to you with a smile, so that you don't have to go through that painful choice again and make that proud lady willingly become your playmate.
Even an order to disband the Star Society can be written down. I have only one request...
you!"
He narrowed his eyes and said:
"I need talents like you. I am generous and willing to give everything for this. How about considering it?"
