Volume 7: Da Mu Da Mu Chapter 78: Invincible, but not completely invincible, so it is named Limited Invincibility
Although the Moonlight Knight summoned by the Captain-General was full of complaints, he was still very capable.
It took only a few minutes for him to arrive at Osborne Tower through the World Gate after being summoned. Mason did not plan to invite him into the office for a detailed discussion, so he received this colleague who came from afar in the large lounge where the World Gate was located.
"Would you like something to drink?"
He raised an empty glass behind the bar in the lounge and said to Moonlight Knight, who had been feeling unwell since he came over:
"Wine? Or tea? How about some special stimulant drink? It tastes a bit weird, but it can keep people calm and rational, which is very important for our subsequent conversation."
"Glass of water, please."
Moonlight Knight walked up wearing a cloak and sat on the high stool at the bar.
The normal version of Moonlight Knight Mark appeared at this time. This guy has always been moderate in character. He is not as good at speaking as Mr. Knight Stephen, and his style is also a bit rude.
He stared at Mason behind the bar and said bluntly:
"Before we start talking, I want to tell you two things!"
"Well, you talk, I'm listening."
Mason was pouring water into the cup while pricked up his ears, and heard Moonlight Knight raise two fingers seriously and say:
"First, can you please put away the pistol on your waist? The threat it poses to us divine beings makes me feel uneasy, just like encountering a tiger while walking on the road at night.
With it here, I can't have a good talk with you.
Second, I think we need to clarify our relationship. I am the link between you and the gods. The relationship between us is equal. You can no longer drive me around in that way.
Even if the gods give me an order, I should at least say "please"!"
"Is this your condition?"
Mason glanced at him, put the cup next to Mark, and told him seriously:
"No, I refuse! I don't think you have the right to make demands on me. Oh, by the way... please realize your current situation. You are a servant of the gods, so why can't you be a servant of Team K?
Do you think we are inferior to the gods or have a lower status than them?
Is that what you think? "
"Dry!"
Moonlight Knight clenched his fists. Seeing this arrogant attitude, he immediately wanted to draw out his Moon Wheel Sword to hit the guy in front of him twice, but the next moment, the mummy-like shrouds on his body spun rapidly, allowing the more communicative Mr. Knight to appear again.
"Ahem, let's skip the swearing and get down to business."
Stephen was indeed a man who could talk. After this personality appeared, he no longer bothered about the details. It was obvious that he understood the current situation better than Mark.
Mason was quite satisfied with this nonchalant attitude.
He flicked out a cigarette but didn't light it. He leaned over the bar like a world-weary bartender complaining about life to his customers, and said to the Knight who was sitting upright in front of him:
"I need the gods to participate in my next project. This is what they want to do, at least some of them want to do.
You want to hedge your bets and offend no one, which is a pretty cunning strategy, but I don't intend to force you to take a stand.
We can work together in this situation.
Therefore, I hope that you, the messenger of the gods, can convey my request to the beings behind you. I need the god of speed!"
"God of Speed? Which one?"
Mr. Knight took out a small notebook and took notes carefully. He asked:
"There are many gods of speed. There are main gods with high status in several major pantheons, and there are also indigenous gods who control speed in marginal pantheons. You must explain it more clearly."
"Okay, I want those speed gods who can connect to the Speed Force. As for quantity, the more the better."
Mason lit his cigarette and said to Mr. Knight:
"I won't hide it from you. When the Fourth Impact occurs, it will be your chance to verify our ultimate potential. We decided to go all out. If we survive the impact with our own methods, then you will have to give me a final answer.
On the other hand, if we disappear, we can also help you remove a wrong answer.
But this project is very large, and I need support from all sides to really push it forward, do you understand me?"
"You've given me a lot of details, although you haven't revealed any specific information."
Mr. Knight closed his little book and said:
“But I will fulfill the duties of a divine messenger. I will deliver the message, but gods of speed who can connect to the Speed Force are rare among all gods. They are all truly great figures, and I cannot guarantee that they will be willing to come.
Also, are you sure you only want the God of Speed? How about a few more Gods of War? To enrich your power system."
"No, strength is not the most important factor right now, and it doesn't play a decisive role."
Mason explained:
"And what is the unstable force doing here? Do you think your life is too good so you decide to toughen yourself up a bit? I don't need any more help for now.
It would be great if the gods were willing to send out the gods of speed to help.
Remember to pass on the message. I am waiting for your reply. Now, drink this glass of water and leave. As far as I know, Star Castle is very busy, so I won't keep you for dinner."
"I don't dare drink the water you give me."
Mr. Knight stood up, straightened his collar, and complained:
"Who knows if there's anything dangerous or strange in there? Besides, things like today can be discussed over the phone. There's no need for me to make a physical trip."
"I don't know what you're like in this regard, but I certainly don't enjoy this weird habit of being eavesdropped on when I speak, unless I want what I say to be heard."
Mason raised the glass of water and drank it all.
The knight in front of him shrugged, waved goodbye, and then disappeared into the World Gate.
The captain glanced at the time. It was still early at noon, so he decided to take a look around a few laboratories to see if he could be of any help since the production task had already been assigned.
But before he could move, the call from Engineer Mason floated in his mind.
"Come to the pocket factory, Juche, I have something good to show you!"
The guy's voice sounded very excited, which made Mason unable to help but look forward to it. After the engineering reached Lv10, there were little surprises almost every day. Who knew what strange and powerful things he would see today.
He opened the briefcase factory and jumped down. After entering the engineer's workshop, he saw engineer Mason standing next to an armor storage tank. When he saw him coming, he waved and pointed, then opened the storage tank.
Amid the collision of mechanical structures, the Lord of the Universe's neural power armor, shining with silver light, appeared in front of Mason.
Its external structure has been reshaped to fit Mason's body shape. It looks majestic and makes the subject's eyes light up. He quickly stepped forward to touch the armor, but then frowned.
"Wait, what's going on?"
Mason looked at the engineer and said:
"Why do you need Vibranium and Intron Steel to repair the outer armor?"
"nonsense!"
Engineer Mason rolled his eyes and said:
"Have you reached Lv9 in your forging skills? Isn't Hephaestus's Vulcan Furnace still not built? X-metal cannot be smelted yet. Where can I find repair materials for you?
It's pretty good to be able to repair it to its current state. At least it can move and fight. Stop talking nonsense and go in and try it yourself to see how effective it is.
I still have to make follow-up improvements.”
"It's like being in a tractor that could explode at any moment."
The subject complained bitterly, but still entered the Lord of the Universe's neural power armor at the urging of the engineer.
This set of Brainiac armor is not equipped with a helmet, but the brain wave control mode is more convenient. A control system designed with a Mobius chair has been added inside. The main combat AI has not yet been transplanted, so now only the most basic defense and attack can be tested.
Mason had just activated his armor when he saw the engineer's clone standing ten meters away from him with a grin on his face, holding a Falk gun. The muzzle was raised, charging began, and a dangerous green light began to flicker at the muzzle.
"What are you going to do with that thing? And what's with that damn smile on your face?"
The subject yelled, and the engineer shrugged and said:
"It's a defense test. Stand still and don't move! This thing doesn't have a helmet. If it hits your head by accident, you're done for. Hey, it's a rare opportunity to shoot you openly like this.
Look here, smile, and I'm going to pull the trigger."
"You aim!"
Mason had just activated the energy absorption of the Main Power Armor of the Universe when a devastating green beam of light came crashing down in front of him.
A shot from the Fak gun charged to the highest level can at least penetrate a city. No one knows its destructive power better than Mason, who has been using this thing for years.
So he made a blocking gesture with his hands crossed, just like the posture of a physical body receiving a nuclear explosion.
But unharmed!
After the light beam faded, not even a hair of Mason was burnt, and his power armor, shining with silver light, still maintained a blocking posture. Judging from the information fed back by his brain waves, the previous shot only destroyed 3% of the energy matrix's defense.
“Awesome!”
Engineer Mason immediately gave a thumbs up when he saw this scene. Of course, he was not praising the power armor, but referring to his own excellent engineering skills.
He assembled this thing himself.
“Call the others over and test the defenses using various methods. I need to see how well it defends against other types of damage. Have the alchemist come with the most powerful poison he can make, and the enchanter and inscriptionist prepare magical attacks.
The Forger prepares a physical attack.
Get the paramedics on standby, lest I get seriously injured and die from the hands of you bastards."
Mason also had a clear idea in his mind.
He immediately ordered the entire Mason Manufacturing Group to assemble, and in the next few minutes he wore this power armor to meet the fierce bombardment of the entire Mason Clone Group.
Everyone had a great time, including Mason the paramedic.
Although he didn't get the chance to give Mason first aid because the Lord of the Universe's power armor was too powerful, he also played the role of a gunman and fired several shots at Mason with an enhanced version of the Falk gun.
Every time an attack hit the main body, the clones would cheer loudly. They were happier to see Mason in trouble than to pick up money themselves. The atmosphere on the scene was as happy as Chinese New Year.
However, in the second half of the test, joy turned into sorrow.
The Universe Master Power Armor proved itself to be powerful, but since it was not made from pure X-metal, it was not as good as the original. Under constant energy impact and physical attacks, the components connecting the modules began to loosen and fall off, and finally exploded with a bang when the strong forger swung the Thor's Forge Hammer and smashed the breastplate.
It was like a bomb exploded in the crowd, taking away everyone including the main character Mason. Fortunately, everyone was a water man and was not afraid of this kind of physical damage. They quickly rebuilt themselves from the mess.
"Defense is MAX, but durability is really poor."
Mason, the subject, looked at the time on his watch, turned to the engineer and said:
"The durability of these temporary components can only last for five minutes at most. Withstanding high-energy attacks will further shorten this time. Isn't this a three-minute Superman?"
"Okay, I can make you invincible for three minutes, why do you need a bicycle?"
The engineer was not too disappointed.
While directing his assistants to collect the scattered components, he took out a small notebook and wrote something on it, and then said to the main body:
"You won't be able to use this thing in a battle of normal intensity. It's the kind of thing you would keep at the bottom of your armory, a one-time 'treasure of the store' that you won't use even in a hundred battles.
Even if you really meet a tough guy who is so fierce that you can't beat him even if you wear it for three minutes, won't you ask for help?
The three bosses of Ultimate K Team are willing to help.
So this thing is just a turtle shell for you to save your life. If you want it to be used in battle and become a normalized weapon, you should urge the forger to make pure X metal.
Also, I will focus on learning the law of causality from now on. Don't ask me to do ordinary mechanical production. Let my assistants do it for you."
"Yes, no problem. There aren't many high-end manufacturing orders at the moment, and the rest is repetitive labor."
Mason nodded, looking at the Universe Main Power Armor components that were reassembled in front of him, and said to Engineer Mason:
"If we learn the law of cause and effect sooner, we can maximize the power of our attacks. Then we will be truly invincible. Oh my, this is really a promising future."
The main body was in a very good mood as he could finally use the most advanced defensive weapon in the universe. He stayed in the pocket factory until the afternoon and finalized the minor changes to the weapon module of the Master Power Armor of the Universe with the engineers. Then he stretched his body and returned to the office.
The captain stood in front of the French window and looked at the wasteland world in the afterglow of the setting sun.
From this height, you can clearly see the black forest on a plain between Osborne Tower and the abandoned city of New York. That is the forbidden forest seeds that Ivy transplanted here taking root and sprouting in the new world.
It is said that it is growing well, and there is already a preliminary ecosystem and many magical plants.
The muscular Amazon sisters raise their Pegasus and hounds there, making it the place with the richest breath of life in this wasteland.
It is said that recently many residents of Osborne Tower have gone to the Forbidden Forest for fun in their spare time. They have not seen such natural scenery for many years.
"The world is recovering..."
Mason stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the thriving magical forest in the sunset. Its prosperity formed a sharp contrast with the desolate wasteland in the distance.
This is just the first touch of green in this world, but it is of great significance. It may take many years for the world to recover its former vitality, but life has started again, and it will be difficult to completely exterminate it.
He likes this kind of scenery.
He didn't want to see this glimmer of hope that had just appeared be extinguished by doomsday again, especially after he had blown up his hometown with his own hands.
Although Mason rarely talked about this matter to others, there was indeed an indelible shadow and guilt in his heart.
That was the first world he destroyed.
That was also the last world he hurt.
He swore a vow. When his hometown turned into stardust and dissipated among the stars, he swore to himself that he would bring hope and reverse all this abnormal chaos.
Now is an important moment, he cannot stop, cannot lose, cannot retreat, and cannot give up.
"Well, let's go over all the plans again."
Mason said this while rubbing his aching neck, then sat back in his chair in the golden-red sunset, opened his notebook again, and kept his brain working at high speed to ensure that all the planned matters were foolproof.
In the setting sun, the Sorting Hat placed by Mason on the edge of the table stayed there quietly. After Consus was sent to Night City to be a prosthetic doctor, Mason was left with only this "portable old grandfather".
"If there could be a you born there before my world was destroyed..."
The hat said something emotionally, Mason raised his head, pushed his glasses, and said in surprise:
"What did you say?"
"Nothing, just do your thing."
"Oh, don't talk, it will disturb my thoughts, you noisy hat."
