Volume 7: Da Mu Da Mu Chapter 69 To celebrate the upcoming Fourth Impact, the "Trading Day" special event returns for a limited time!
The Mason Manufacturing Group has just encountered a "crisis of destruction".
Twelve manufacturing masters and their assistants died in an instant. Although they were quickly "resurrected", this incident still sounded a wake-up call to the captain-general.
After joining the Batfamily, the alarm bells in Mason's little head have never stopped ringing.
Every vulnerability or risk that is accidentally triggered will be recorded immediately and a countermeasure plan will be customized in the shortest possible time.
Never leave a crisis discovered today to be dealt with tomorrow. This is the Bat Family's code of conduct.
Therefore, after dismissing the Mason water clones to work on their own, the main Mason did not leave the pocket factory immediately, but found a quiet place to start thinking about how to strengthen the "risk resistance" of the Mason Manufacturing Group.
"You can make 'cores' for them."
Energy manipulation has always been the hat's forte, so the hat quickly came up with a feasible solution. It was placed next to Mason, and a vague human face was carved out on the hat, suggesting to the junior it favored:
"It's like a puppet in the field of fantasy engineering, or an elemental servant in the elemental magic category that can exist for a long time. If these things want to exist for a long time without a commander, they must have a core that can sustain their own existence.
Your water clone can also be regarded as a special "water element" creature.
I have seen similar cases in the Dark Magic Tome. If you need, I can teach you how to make an elemental core."
"Is this what you are talking about?"
Mason took out a large pearl of the Heart of the Deep Sea from his bag and then took out the inscription work. Within a few minutes, he made an exquisite little thing similar to an ivory ball. Although it only took a short time, the various manufacturing bonuses made the things Mason made also sparkle with noble purple light.
He tossed it up and down in his palm and said:
“I have also read the Black Strange Magic Book. Although I don’t understand it, I always remember the production knowledge instinctively. However, those with physical cores will be targeted.
You know, the Mason Manufacturing Corps is also a force that I can push into the battlefield when necessary, and I cannot leave them with obvious weaknesses."
"So what are you going to do?"
The hat asked again, and Mason hesitated, then said:
"Give them more autonomy! Give them characteristics that are closer to independent life. I asked the Iceman before, and he told me that he can use his mutant powers to create a 'snowman' that can exist independently outdoors for several days and act autonomously.
If he can do it, then so can I, a clone of his genes.
The Clone is a true master in this regard, and I have asked the 'Supreme Clone' in Utopia for similar knowledge."
“But there are risks in doing so!”
The hat lowered his voice and said:
"Giving creatures too much freedom is always risky, especially since your water clones have extremely high intelligence from the beginning, and you also gave them independent personalities.
just in case……
I mean, in extreme cases, if a certain water clone is turned against us..."
"Very good, this crisis thinking of not trusting anyone is great. You are already a qualified 'Bat Hat'. Hat, maybe I should consider giving you to Superman or someone else who is in urgent need of an external brain."
Mason groaned in approval, and said to the hat:
"So we also need an 'anti -Mason manufacturing group tactic'. Fortunately, the water clones I created as a template all have the same fatal weakness as me.
We all dislike close combat, and we’re pretty bad at it, so this is a great weakness to prevent and prepare for.”
As he spoke, Mason snapped his fingers and created four more lifelike water clones under the surprised gaze of the hat.
"etc!"
The hat asked:
"Didn't you say that the current 12 water clones and 36 lower-level clones are the limit of your good control? What about these four?"
"Hold on, Hat. I just praised you for your bat mindset. Why are you so slow now?"
Mason patted the hat in dissatisfaction and said:
"No matter how much you trust someone, you can't reveal all your cards to them. You've been in close contact with Batman for a long time. Why would you ask such a stupid question about something like this?"
"Oh, is it my fault that I don't have your hopeless paranoia and doomsday survivalist logic?"
The hat stretched out his voice to refute, and then Mason was seen telling his four "secret water clones":
"From today on, you are the 'deep diver' of the Mason Manufacturing Corps. You are considered a special sequence. I don't need you to take on manufacturing responsibilities. You only have one mission.
Go lift weights for me! Practice close combat skills, learn how to use weapons and assassination techniques! It just so happens that the old man is on vacation these days , so he will train you."
The four water clones nodded at the same time, and transformed themselves into the appearance of Isu assassin masters during the water transformation. They covered their bodies and faces with black hoods, and chose weapons that suited them from Mason's arsenal. Each of them carried a pair of hidden blades and looked majestic.
But given their current horrible melee skills, if they rashly used this thing they would probably end up cutting off their hands.
"I don't ask much of you."
Mason's reminder to everyone in the "Mason Melee Squad":
"There are still 29 days until the Fourth Impact. Before this situation officially unfolds, it should be no problem to upgrade our poor melee skills to Lv6+, right?"
"Shua"
Four expressionless and extremely cold-blooded melee Masons nodded in unison, just like four professional and cool bodyguards.
"Very good, then this problem can be considered solved."
Mason let out a breath.
Solving a problem satisfied a certain paranoid thought in his heart, and he began to seriously explore the new ability he had just acquired.
The concentration of the fully awakened Isu bloodline has soared from 9.94% to 21.3%. According to the description of the Isu creatures that Sister Ka mentioned earlier, Mason has officially stepped into the realm of "demigod".
Of course, the value of the Isu demigod is not that high, at least it is still somewhat inferior to the genuine demigod like Diana, and the Isu bloodline concentration of 21.3% is still a long way from the optimal ratio of 35%.
This means that Mason is still far from reaching the peak he can reach. After his bloodline is fully awakened, the bloodline concentration will automatically increase with time. Mason does not need to worry about this aspect. The changing racial talents are basically enhanced versions of the previous Isu talents. Mason has already gotten used to it, so there is no need to say more.
The only thing that is more troublesome is the more acute senses.
Now he doesn't even need to listen or sense carefully even if he closes his eyes, everything that is happening in the entire pocket factory can be sensed and explored.
It's like a human-shaped self-propelled radar that can hear wherever it goes.
The most annoying thing is that this thing is a "passive skill". Mason has no way to turn it off and can only find ways to adapt to the huge amount of "environmental information" that floods into his mind all the time.
This includes but is not limited to the private complaints of the Mason Manufacturing Group members about the Mason entity, as well as their open and covert struggles and factionalism.
The subject listened here for five minutes and summarized at least 14 different "secret groups".
It can be imagined that the entire Mason Manufacturing Group now has only 12 members, and there are probably no less than 60 small groups formed among them for various purposes.
What a bunch of hardcover clowns!
Seeing that they also had many conflicts with each other, Mason felt relieved. Even if he gave these guys more freedom, they would probably be busy fighting among themselves, right?
Ah, humans, what amazing and crazy creatures.
The deeper I get into human society, the more I feel that the behavior of the director of the Universal Family Planning Office snapping his fingers is becoming more and more reasonable.jpg.
"Try to sense time, Mason."
The hat reminds next to it:
"Just like the technique that Cassandra used to kill Savitar, see if you can sense the 'future'."
"This kind of high-end technique isn't that easy to learn, right?"
Mason complained, then took a deep breath to enhance his already sharp perception.
In the next few seconds, he quickly sensed that the engineer Mason and the female Ultron were hiding and kissing, the jeweler Mason was secretly hiding a gem that was marked as scrap but was actually of very good quality, the alchemist Mason was secretly adding strange materials that did not meet the test standards into the potion he was making, and the blacksmith Mason was enjoying picking his nose.
These junk information quickly flooded into his mind and made him feel his "brain was heating up", but he did not stop. Instead, he continued to hold his breath and concentrate to increase his perception to the limit.
It's like an invisible line exists there.
The moment Mason stepped over, a loud bang exploded in his mind, as if some incredible switch was turned on, and the operation of the entire world slowed down in Mason's eyes.
The performance is very similar to the "bullet time" when Death Eye is turned on, but they are two completely different concepts.
In this state of hyper-dimensional perception, Mason can clearly feel that above the three-dimensional world, the concept of "time" exists around him. He can even "fine-tune" himself to see the past a few seconds ago.
This operation is easy, just like playing a movie in reverse, but it is difficult when Mason tries to see the "future" because the "progress bar" just can't be moved.
He made up his mind and pushed it forward hard.
Then the scene of bleeding from all seven orifices appeared in front of his eyes, and the next second, blood began to flow out of his mouth, nostrils and ears under the tremendous pressure.
Yay, the prophecy was perfectly verified!
"puff"
Mason wailed, ending his extra-dimensional perception, and then, with a splitting headache, he used water manipulation to bring the blood back into his body.
“It’s still a little bit difficult now. Sister Ka’s skillful control is probably the result of experience accumulated bit by bit over two thousand years of practice.
I have to take my time. ”
The captain-general lay on the table as if he had been thrown into a washing machine and spun around for a thousand times. He had a rare feeling of motion sickness and nausea.
“The first time is always difficult and painful. As long as you keep trying, this ability will definitely become your trump card in the future.”
Seeing Mason in trouble, the hat's mood suddenly became cheerful.
It discussed with Mason for a few more sentences and then fell silent. Mason, who was familiar with the bloodline ability, took advantage of his "weakness" to focus on the "ultimate talent" unlocked by Engineering Lv10.
The talent description of this [Black Technology Implementer] is very metaphysical.
Accelerating learning and comprehension sounds unreliable, but considering that this is the "official description" of the character card, the captain still tried it.
He originally wanted to use the black technology cracking authority on the "law of causality" knowledge he wanted most, but after thinking for a few seconds, he designated its first use in the field of Isu Aurora Device and hyperdimensional space knowledge.
Rather than increasing personal military strength, it is necessary to acquire these important technologies before the Fourth Impact arrives.
"ah!"
At the moment of completion, a strange cry sounded from the engineering laboratory of the pocket factory, and Engineer Mason screamed:
"Inspiration! Countless inspirations burst out in my mind! Great! The truth is whispering to me, and I gradually understand everything! Honey, why are you still standing there? Come on, bring me some paper!
I want to record all these crazy and beautiful ideas. "
"This guy is begging like crazy."
The subject Mason curled his lips.
But then, after the various wonderful knowledge deduced by engineer Mason was transmitted to the subject's brain, he had to admit that the speed of learning and comprehension was really accelerated.
"Lv10 engineering can already produce all the blueprints we have so far, and we can start modifying the Lord of the Universe's neural power armor, but the X-metal we got from the Knight of the End needs to be smelted, which is a big problem.
The forging branch needs to be further improved."
Mason rubbed his forehead and stood up. He now felt that the connections between these manufacturing branches had become closer in the later period. It was not enough to have strengths alone. He must make up for his weaknesses in order to push his power as a "God Craftsman" to the limit.
Fortunately, there are Mason Manufacturing Team, a group of funny people, otherwise he alone would not be able to tap the true potential of this manufacturing system.
"Although time is not on my side, I already have confidence. No! Time is on my side!"
Mason suddenly remembered the treasure that Black Qiyi had rewarded him with. He flipped his fingers and the green time gem jumped into his palm.
But he had no idea how to use it, so he just let out a sigh of relief and climbed up the escalator out of the suitcase factory.
The moment he climbed out of the suitcase, he was suddenly startled and vaguely saw in front of him the embarrassing scene of himself being hit from front and back by two Harleys.
Hey, I'm hiding!
"Shua"
Mason's body turned into water splashes and dissipated on the spot, causing Harley, who was rushing in front, and Quinn, who was rushing in from the back, to collide in the middle with a bang. They screamed, hugged each other and rolled on the ground, then started quarreling and fighting.
"Ha, is this the correct usage of 'precognition'?"
Mason reappeared beside the two little cuties, blinked his eyes and separated the fighting girlfriends, thinking:
"This thing is actually a 'passive skill'? I don't know how it's triggered, but it's awesome!"
"You two should stop fighting. If you really want to fight, why don't you find a more spacious place? How about fighting in the utility room?"
Mason held a girlfriend in each hand to quiet down the evil twins who couldn't be apart, and then he saw the cute Harley with a red forehead taking out a crumpled invitation from her pocket and handing it to him.
"Wade sent it."
The little cutie jumped into Mason's arms, rubbing against him like a kitten, and said softly in a sharp tone:
"It's an invitation to the Star Club's internal trading day. The three mentors have jointly invited our great Mr. K to join as a special guest.
They also invited the rest of Team K, and everyone already knew about it.”
“But I doubt this is a Hongmen Banquet.”
The steady but cunning Quinn hugged Mason's shoulders from behind, then stood on tiptoe and offered her lips to him. After a light kiss, she whispered in Mason's ear:
"They will definitely take the opportunity to upgrade Team K to A-level. And there's also the haunting villain Mephisto watching us. Why don't we just not go, sweetheart?
We can give ourselves two days off to go to some garden time.
I have already bought a swimsuit , I am sure you will like it."
"You call that a swimsuit? It's just a few strings. Tsk, you sultry guy is planning to eat alone. I also prepared a surprise for you, sweetheart."
Harley exposed Quinn's true thoughts with a sly smile, earning her an angry glare.
Seeing that the two crazy beauties were about to fight again, Mason could only appease them again, holding them one by one, and using his "masculine charm" to stop this "sisterly" fight.
"Go! Why not?"
Mason looked at the crumpled invitation in front of him and said:
“When I attended the first trade fair, I thought that this organization might not survive until the next trading day, but it turned out that I was too optimistic.
You can always find a lot of strange things there. Besides, with Team K's current reputation, it would be difficult for them to keep a low profile even if they wanted to.
My strength doesn't allow it.
In this case, we might as well make a high-profile appearance and officially announce our presence."
He walked to the French window of the Osborne Tower office, looked at the wasteland city in the sun and the scenery in the distance, took a deep breath in the company of Harley and Quinn, and said softly:
“They are longing for or fearing change. They may not realize it yet, but the second option that did not exist before has surfaced. We cannot always let the enemy control the public opinion.
We also have to strive for some attention. As long as friends don’t ask me to borrow money, I won’t think it’s too little.”
