Volume 7: Da Mu Da Mu Chapter 65: Zombies, is a mere death an excuse for you to be lazy?
After assigning tasks to everyone in his manufacturing team, Mason can finally relax for a while.
Of course, what he called relaxation didn't mean going out to have a good time drinking and partying, but it just meant that there were fewer things to worry about so he could relax and focus his energy on other things.
The Fourth Impact is imminent, and there is so much to deal with.
Fortunately, the good habits that Mason developed from his master allowed him to always be prepared for various possible events in advance, so even if the situation was serious, he would not be in a panic.
In his office, Mason flipped through the magic notebook in his hand to make sure that every arrangement he had made had been implemented.
Speaking of this notebook "gifted" by Mr. Porter, it is also magical. Mason has been using it to record his various experiences, mental journeys and plans. Up to now, he has written at least several million words but has never run out of paper.
Ah, magic is so convenient and amazing.jpg
"Oh, I almost forgot about this."
After turning to a certain page, Mason suddenly narrowed his eyes.
Calculating the time carefully, it has been almost a week since he banished the group of Doomsday clones and the starfish Starro to the quantum world. Their actions there should have begun to show results.
It's time to track it down. If everything goes well, we should send a second expedition team to that plane.
Thinking of this, Mason immediately got up and rushed to Ant-Man's family's quantum laboratory.
In order to recreate the miracle of the quantum tunnel, the old Green Goblin, who is also a scientist, spared no expense to build a new laboratory for the Pym family in Area C of Osborne Tower. Thanks to the continuous investment of resources from the Quint Club, the construction progress was very smooth.
When Mason arrived here, he happened to encounter the third power-on test of this large quantum tunnel.
The work mode, led by Ms. Janet, assisted by her two daughters and done by her son-in-law, was progressing very smoothly. Although Mason did not understand the black technology in the field of high-energy physics, seeing the whole process of controllable quantum energy gushing out of the tunnel and being absorbed by a special device still made him sigh that the reserve scientific research force of Team K was really incredible.
"We have been tracking those guys who were released into specific coordinates in the quantum world. The good news is that their signals are still active. The bad news is that their life forms should have been completely transformed."
As the project leader, Ms. Janet pulled up the experimental log at the laboratory bench to show Mason the mysterious tree diagrams and data fluctuations.
In order to avoid exposing his own clumsiness in this regard, Mason asked directly:
"Then with your knowledge and wisdom, do you think we can send a second batch of explorers to the zombie plane now?"
"Uh, I don't recommend that, Captain."
Mrs. Janet brushed her hair and answered seriously:
"If even life on Doomsday's level is not immune to the infection of the super-strong zombie virus in that plane, then it is simply murder to just casually release fresh life into that plane.
I also know that the pioneers of the Star Society are true experts in this field. You may have strange ways to survive, but considering the high uncertainty of quantum teleportation when adjusting from the microscopic field to the macroscopic field, it is indeed difficult for us to accurately place the explorers in the right location.
You have to understand that there are not only rampant viruses in that plane, but also very dangerous predators."
"I understand your concerns, but the identity of the explorer I am sending this time is special... Never mind, it's hard to explain to you, you should come and see for yourself."
Mason made a "please" gesture, and when he and Ms. Janet left the laboratory, he said to young Hope who was busy at the laboratory table:
"Has Damian invited you? Hope, are you interested in joining the Junior K Team as the Wasp?"
"I'm thinking about it, Captain."
Young Hope showed a cheerful smile, tilted her head and said:
"I need to discuss this with my sister and brother-in-law. Although my mother agrees, I still think I should seek the opinions of my family. If I have made a decision, I will contact Damian directly."
"Well, that's great. He's just in need of an excellent player like you. You can be a partner with Valeria after you go there. The girl has been exercising recently, and she also wants to go on adventures with her troublesome brother.
Alas, I really don't know what these young people are thinking. Is life on the edge of a knife really so beautiful? When I was her age, all I wanted most was a signed poster of Batman and the contact information of the girl sitting in front of me. "
Mason complained, said goodbye to Young Hope and Young Woman Hope, and then went to the underground area where the cosmic treadmill was located with Lady Janet.
On the way, Ms. Janet said with emotion:
“You’re only eighteen, Mason, but the way you talk to my little girl makes it hard to realize you’re only three years older than her… that’s a long way off.
You don't look like her age at all. Instead, you look like a middle-aged person of the same age as me.
Experience vicissitudes of life and gain wisdom.
It seems that experience can really change a person’s character.”
"I also feel that my mental age is at least thirty-five or older."
Mason responded with emotion. Although he was telling the truth, the truth is often told in a joking way. He said:
"But it's good this way. As a leader and commander, the more stable he is, the more reassuring he will be. Speaking of which, little Hope has completely integrated into this family.
I see that she no longer has any psychological barriers when calling you mother , and it seems that her psychological trauma has begun to heal."
"I am indeed the mother of that child. I have taken a DNA test."
Ms. Janet smiled maturely and said softly:
"The space-time heterotopia is a truly amazing phenomenon, and it is well worth studying. Of course, there are also some ethical issues. For example, I have always been curious about what my eldest daughter and my son-in-law would call my youngest daughter if they had a child.
Should I call her mom? Or auntie? "
"Ah, I can't give you an answer to that question. It's a very new trouble."
Mason sighed and said:
"But if we can find a single Professor Hank Pym in a world in the future, perhaps you can discuss it with him directly?"
"Oh, little Mason told dirty jokes to old auntie."
Lady Janet snorted, shook her head and said:
"But this is indeed something that is likely to happen in the future, so let's wait and see. If you can find a young and handsome Hank, that would be great. Old men are too boring."
hiss……
Mason took a deep breath. The old aunt was indeed very powerful. Just a simple word from her could refresh the worldview of a pure boy like him.
"Little Flash, start the cosmic treadmill. I'm going to Gotham with Ms. Janet."
The captain called out in front of the cosmic treadmill, and soon the Flash rushed over. Without saying a word, he started the treadmill to connect the two dimensions, and complained while running:
"Mason, you really need to find me a replacement. I'm still dating Iris in Central City. You can't just disappear all of a sudden. You have to think about my love life, right?"
"I'm already looking for it. Hang on a little longer. This is a sacrifice for a great cause."
Mason said a few words of comfort and then entered Gotham with Ms. Janet, but not in the city, but in a cemetery in the suburbs.
It was night time here, and the entire cemetery was quiet and deserted. The night wind made the silent cemetery make strange noises, which was quite creepy to be honest.
But as the first-generation Wasp, the old aunt never lacks courage. She popped out a sonic gun from her arm, which could easily blow up the entire cemetery at maximum power.
When the level of firepower projection reaches a certain level, all monsters and demons are not worth being feared. This is the truth of physical exorcism.
"Why did you bring me here?"
The old lady asked:
"Are you planning to perform a magic trick of resurrecting the dead for me?"
“No, no, no, I’m really calling my explorers. It’s just that their identities are indeed special, and they can’t get used to living in big cities. There’s nothing I can do about it.
Don't underestimate this damn place.
It cost a lot of money to buy this place, and I used the connections of the Wayne Group. Tsk, the place where the dead live is more expensive than the apartment of the living. "
Mason explained and gave the order to assemble in the team communication. A few seconds later, the tombstone in front of the two men made a strange noise and moved outwards, revealing a staircase leading underground.
The Captain walked in, followed by Ms. Janet.
Soon they entered this disguised underground tomb. The old aunt's body kept shaking, not because of fear, but because of the instinctive effect of the large amount of death aura gathering here on living things.
Just like running outside to pee when it's freezing cold, the cold is necessary.
"Hey, I won!"
A cheer rang out from the dark place in front of them. Following the dim light, they saw three figures playing poker around a table. The faces of the zombie Quicksilver and the zombie Li Qianhuan were covered with notes, and the Kingpin opposite them was obviously a card master with chips piled around his hands.
Seeing Quicksilver shouting to celebrate the victory, Kingpin sneered and threw out the last card.
The decisive blow.
"You've lost twenty-seven times!"
The Zombie King shuffled the cards skillfully, revealing a ferocious look under his lively appearance. He said:
"According to the agreement, you have to serve me for twenty-seven years. Counting last night's victory, your service as the backbone of my gang has accumulated to one hundred and seventy-four years."
"It doesn't matter."
Quicksilver snorted, and casually put his arm around Li Qianhuan's shoulders, bit her pale but plump face, and said:
"We are all dead. Death generously grants us eternal life, but we must also find something to do to pass the endless time... Hey, isn't this the captain?
How do you find time to come to our place?"
"I thought you would do something more meaningful with the supernatural powers of the Black of Decay."
Mason looked at Quicksilver, whose face was covered with notes, and sighed:
"It seems that I don't fully understand the leisurely time of the dead. Anyway, let's clean up. Zombie Team K has a mission.
You will work with Pym's team to explore a dangerous new dimension, an area that the living cannot enter, but is like a paradise for the dead.
I need you to prepare well in advance...Where's your sister? Why isn't she here?"
"She went to the city to pick up a rich man."
Zombie Quicksilver shrugged, grabbed the magic wine he got from Zha Kang and took a sip, then exhaled comfortably and said to Mason:
"The Black of Decay has brought new life to my sister. She has been very curious about the subtle differences between zombies and living people these days, so she has been hanging out at the Afterlife Bar. It is said that she has hooked up with quite a few handsome guys.
Tsk, judging from the fact that she's not at home, she's probably almost done with this 'experimental project'."
"You have once again refreshed my understanding, but why don't you find Zha Kang? He has always been interested in studying the differences between your sister and living people."
Mason curled his lips and turned back to introduce to Ms. Janet, who was observing the three "people" in front of him:
“These are the dead members of Team K. They were originally infected by the zombie virus and given vitality by the special power of the Black of Decay. Although they look like living people, the aura of death on them is absolutely real.
It is most appropriate to send them to explore and develop the zombie plane, what do you think?"
“It’s theoretically possible, but we still have to experiment.”
Ms. Janet rested her chin on her hand and said:
"Can we let them go to the laboratory in Osborne Tower? I need to do some quantum field testing on them to ensure they can 'dive' smoothly."
"You can, but you can't stay there for a long time."
Mason explained:
"The black of decay originates from the root power of this world. This thing is a two-way 'lock' that locks their vitality while binding them to this world.
If you leave it alone for too long, the power of the Black of Decay will dissipate.
They will also return to the confused state of zombies again."
"Yeah, that feeling is terrible. I am tortured by the hunger for flesh and blood and the endless desire to devour it all day long."
Quicksilver rubbed his belly , hugged his new girlfriend and complained to the captain:
"I don't even know what disgusting things I ate after I died. It's scary to think about it now. Last night I dreamt of some really disturbing scenes.
But if you want to bring someone with you, Professor McGonagall is more suitable than any of us.
She is a spellcaster.
Her control and induction of the supernatural power of the Black of Decay is much stronger than the three of us, so she should be able to hold on longer. Hey, Old King, where is Professor McGonagall?"
"Don't call me that."
Kingpin knocked on the table in annoyance. The burly man glanced at Mason, then turned and went to the house further inside. A few seconds later, he came out holding a sleeping zombie cat.
That attitude was extremely respectful.
"Meow~"
Professor McGonagall smelled Mason.
She lazily raised her head and glanced at Mason, then with the arrogant attitude of a cat, she ignored Ms. Janet who was watching her next to her.
After Mason explained everything in detail, Professor McGonagall nodded, and under Janet's surprised gaze, she jumped out of Kingpin's arms and completed her transformation in the air.
The witch in the black pointed hat yawned, nodded and said:
"Very good, I'm just bored, so I can go to Osborne Tower, but Mason, please give a message to your sister Selina for me.
The breeding contract between her and me has expired. Now that I have regained my wits, I am planning to start a new life. I want her to stop calling me and stop posting those ridiculous "missing cat notices .
That would bother me.”
"Well, I don't want to interfere with your 'intimate relationship'."
Mason waved his hands and said:
"This is especially true for a farewell like this. You should go and talk to her in person. She is testing new equipment in Osborne Tower these days, so you have plenty of time to explain this matter.
But to be honest, although Selena has a weird personality, she is really good to her cat. It must be a blessing to have such a cat owner, right? "
"First of all, I'm a human, not a cat!"
Professor McGonagall drew her wand from her waist.
This action made the other three zombies hide aside in fear. Although Jin Bing tried hard to pursue the position of commander, it was self-evident at this moment who was the real captain of Zombie Team K.
The Great Witch suppressed her anger and reminded seriously:
"Secondly, even in cat form I have excellent hygiene habits and I don't need a poop scooper.
Finally, her boyfriend was so annoying that every time he came to Selena's apartment to have a tryst with her, I would have at least five more bugs on me...
I've had enough of this fucking Batman life.
Do you understand me, Mason?
"I understand! I understand. Can you please dissipate the magic in your hand first? This Shenfeng Wuying looks very painful..."
