Volume 8: The Fourth Impact Chapter 5 The good news is that Dachao has a son, the bad news is that Dachao is cheating
The aircraft of Team K soon landed in an uninhabited area. This should be the ruins of a city that was destroyed during years of war. There was still a very high concentration of energy radiation remaining, leaving no grass here.
However, after the aircraft opens the reactive shield, it can rely on its internal energy supply to ensure safety for at least the next three hours.
In the cabin, Catwoman was playing a slightly sad love song with an inspection axe in her hand.
On the one hand, this thing is used to interfere with various tracking and spying on Team K, and on the other hand , the elder sister is using this method to exaggerate the weird atmosphere in the aircraft at this time.
Barbara sat with the baby in her arms, rocking him gently into a comfortable nap, while Harley was busy preparing formula for the newborn.
No one knew why Harley had this thing in her battle bag, but it came in handy right now, proving that a crazy mind could be helpful at certain times.
Quinn, who is usually not a gossipy person, is now squeezing next to Mason to look at the DNA test report that has just come out. The various unclear and impressive data on it are not worth paying attention to.
Just look at the results directly.
"The similarity to the known Kryptonian gene modules is 0, and the similarity to Superman's DNA is 0. It's green, really green."
Mason and Quinn stared at the report with wide eyes, and handed it to Catwoman beside them speechlessly, which made the eldest sister also stare with wide eyes. Then she gave the report to Harley and Barbara.
I don't know how the last report got spread so far that even Mystique Supreme, who was hanging in the air with chains, knew this explosive news.
"Oh my god! We will definitely be silenced."
Harley grumbled quietly as she shook the bottle to dissolve the powder completely, but then she thought of an important question.
"The Queen of Justice has been married to Justice Lord Superman for almost a year, how could she still be having an affair? I didn't expect that she, with her thick eyebrows and big eyes, could be so extravagant.
Don't the superheroes in this world care?"
"Silly boy, if you could tell a bad woman by her appearance, this creature would have been extinct long ago. Men can never tell who is a bitch, and this is the privilege of ladies."
Catwoman sat on the weapon box with her legs crossed and gave Harley a standard answer with a weird auntie smile.
She plucked the strings of the guitar with the inspection axe in her hand, glanced at the Wonder Woman of this world who was still unconscious on the operating table, and suddenly played an even sadder love song.
A few seconds later, Mason and Catwoman exchanged glances and whispered something to Quinn beside him, asking his blackened little cutie to take the baby's DNA test to Barbara's database for a second sample comparison.
"But Wonder Woman isn't that kind of person, right?"
Harley clumsily tried to feed the baby with the bottle, but the baby was uncooperative, so she angrily gave the bottle to Barbara, then walked over to Mason and whispered:
"Although we have also seen the crazy war queen, Diana Prince is generally a person who values honor very much. She is like this in every world. In my mind, she is a model of a good woman! How could she do such a thing as flirting with other people when she is already married?
There’s definitely something wrong with this.”
“I heard that her marriage with Dachao was a political one, and the purpose of the marriage was to bridge the ideological conflict between the two sides and to maintain unity in the face of external enemies.
If that is the case, then the situation is understandable.”
Mason stroked his chin and analyzed:
“Perhaps after getting married, this lord has not lost contact with his lover , but the specific situation will have to wait until she wakes up.
But no matter who the man is, his bloodline is excellent.
Perhaps it was the life force infused by Wonder Woman that made the child very healthy."
The captain looked back at the baby he had delivered himself, who was sucking on a pacifier in Barbara's arms. The baby didn't cry or make a fuss, which made him believe that this child would become a great person in the future.
Mason, the paramedic nearby, checked on the Queen of Justice. She was very weak and her divine power had been devoured by the Black Death Sword, so it would probably take some time for her to wake up. The good news was that her wounds had been healing themselves after the delivery, so they didn't need to worry about possible wound infection.
So he turned his head and looked at the group of guys who were detained in the cabin at the rear of the aircraft.
It's time to fix what's wrong with these guys.
The Iceman has been sent back.
At this moment, they were being given gentle care by Storm, and when Mason approached, these rookie mutants stood up in unison, and the young versions of Wolverine and Colossus blocked their compatriots behind them on the left and right.
This young version of Uncle Wolf is the same age as Jimmy, and he is not even infused with adamantium, and his hands are pierced with bone claws.
"Okay, now let's talk about your business."
Mason did not approach them to avoid a conflict. He wore the black robe of the Star Society and looked at the people in front of him and said:
“Let me introduce myself again. My name is Mason Cooper. If you pay attention to current affairs, you should know that not long ago, three of your fellow conqueror sequences were defeated by me.
But I didn’t lie to you.”
He stretched out his left hand, causing the young Wolf boy standing in front of him to cry out in pain. Then a large amount of blood gushed out from his skin and was drawn by Mason into the palm of his hand to form a round blood ball.
This scene made Mason look like a high-level vampire casting evil magic, further deepening the definition of his "big villain" image in the eyes of these rookies.
Of course this was not Mason's intention.
He just wanted to confirm his identity as a mutant with them. He flicked his fingers again, took out his certification card in the Weapon X project, threw it to Colossus in front of him, and said:
"I am indeed one of you and I have not fabricated my identity. I am Subject 013 of the third sequence, codenamed 'Maia'. Everything I said in this regard is true.
Theoretically, I should be considered a veteran of the First Conqueror Sequence. Although I took advantage of your ignorance and immaturity, I have no ill will towards you."
"You tricked Bobby into triggering the punishment for his rebellion! He's dying!"
Storm hugged the unconscious Iceman and cursed:
"Obedience is written into our genes. We can't resist, otherwise... Wait! You can fight them, which means you are not controlled?
How do you evade this forced obedience?"
The short-haired girl asked a very pointed question, causing the other rookie clones to look at Mason.
They don't really want to fight with the Conqueror Army all the way to the end. No life created in a jar will obey calmly. The power of obedience in this gene is really too tricky.
"You can't use the method I use."
Mason waved his hand, not intending to explain the issue in depth.
The unfolding of the Isu's triple helix DNA structure is extremely complicated, and not everyone can successfully awaken their Isu bloodline. The consequence of a rash attempt is that a conservative estimate is that two-thirds of these guys will die.
But he is not completely helpless.
He stared at the "younger generations" in front of him and said to them:
"Besides being a traitor to the Star Society and the nemesis of the Conquerors, I am also an Honorary Knight of Utopia. You should know the status of Utopia in the mutant community.
I can recommend you to join there, or you can follow me. The Conqueror didn't give you a choice, but I will give it to you!
Think about it, this is not a requirement.”
"You farted!"
The young Wolverine, who had some of his blood drawn, cursed:
"We are now deserters from the Conqueror Order. If we rush back, we will be subject to military trial. This is all your fault. You will not force us to follow you.
But we have no choice.
You! You are more vicious and worse than them!"
"Whatever you say."
Mason shrugged, took out a communicator with an X mark on it, and contacted Utopia in front of these guys. The person who answered the message was still the mutant biologist Mister Sinister who had talked to Mason last time.
If the latter's identity wasn't revealed, he would definitely be mistaken for a vampire boss given his imposing appearance.
"Little Mason, what surprise have you brought to your hometown?"
Mr. Sinister had a good impression of Mason.
Especially after learning the news of Gotham's victory in the war, he and the entire Utopia top management realized that this kid was a rare commodity, so their attitude naturally changed.
"It's a clone problem."
Mason wasted no time in telling Mr. Sinister about his encounter with the First Conqueror Sequence, and then said:
"I'm going to try to dig into their corner and see if I can save my brothers and sisters in the Weapon X project from the quagmire. I'm sure you have done some research in this area.
Do you have any good ideas for the obedience program written into genes?"
“There have been a lot of related studies, although most of them are theoretical results.”
Mason's question made Mr. Sinister silent for a moment, then he took a sip of water and said slowly:
"Since it is a genetic problem and we have to start with genes, the most convenient way at the moment is to let these accused people undergo 'secondary mutation', just like what happened to White Queen Emma.
But they don't really need to awaken the second power, that's too difficult, as long as they cause their own X gene fragments to recombine in a short period of time, they can make the obedience program ineffective.
If you have extra time, you can give them some genetic modification. A little bit of modification can break the genetic constraints.
I'll send you some data now. Make a bio-cabin according to the blueprints. Let them lie down in it and the problem will most likely be solved.
However, this secondary mutation will destroy the stability of the X gene, making them unable to use their abilities for a short period of time.
Honestly, I don't recommend this, Mason.
Because it’s never been a question of difficulty.
It’s a question of cost.”
The biologist who was born into a villainous family paused and said bluntly in a cold tone:
"The potential of these cloned lives decreases as the sequence of the cloning experiment progresses. The reason is probably because the genetic blueprint they use has not been updated on a large scale in 17 years, just like unimproved seeds are degenerating.
This is also the reason why we did not send out the X-Men or the Sentinels to wipe them out immediately.
They are rapidly weakening, and perhaps it won't be long before this project comes to nothing.
The serial numbers of the members you have recruited are all 248, which means that no matter how hard they try, they can never reach half the strength of the original body. They are cannon fodder among cannon fodder.
Instead of wasting time on them, it is better to find a way to enter the middle and high levels of the First Conqueror Sequence, find those members whose appearance sequence numbers are within 50, and win them over as much as possible to quickly form combat effectiveness.
But I'm just giving you a suggestion. It's up to you to decide.
Well, I have an experiment to do so I won't waste time talking to you anymore. Come home more often, little Mason, because your outstanding resume has made you a hero praised by the entire Utopia.
You are the pride of mutantkind in these dark times."
After saying that, Mr. Sinister cut off the communication. The two of them did not avoid the clones during their conversation, and Mr. Sinister's sharp and spicy description made these rookies lower their heads one after another.
They know they are bad.
But I didn't expect that I would be so weak. Not only am I weak now, but I will probably never become stronger in the future. This is such a sad reality.
"What are you all doing with your heads down?"
Mason looked at the data and drawings transmitted from his watch, synchronized them to Mason, the engineering master in the suitcase factory, and asked him to start production immediately. Then he looked up at the mutant rookies in front of him.
He said:
"Your osteomalacia is cured, so why aren't you happy? Do you want me to dance for you to make you happy?"
"It's just confusion and fear about the future, little brother."
Catwoman put her hand behind Mason and placed her head on his shoulder affectionately. She said:
“They don’t know whether they should trust you, and they are intimidated by the freedom you promised them. Their lives as tools are still at the starting point, so they don’t have enough knowledge and experience to judge whether their current choices are correct.
To put it simply, they can neither make up their minds to say goodbye to the past nor have the courage to embrace the future.
It was a brutal moment.”
“They don’t dare!”
The Supreme Mystique, who was hanging in the air, screamed:
"The fear of being hunted by the Conqueror's Legion makes them dare not choose to betray, just as you are destined to be crushed into ashes by us! The shadow of the Red Queen will loom over you, Maia!
She is more determined than you! She is also more powerful than you!"
"What about you?"
Mason turned back to the yelling Mystique-Supreme and said:
"What's your debut sequence number?"
"Experimental subject No. 047, sequence 12!"
This Mystique seemed to be quite proud of her origin. She answered Mason's question and was slapped on the head by Mason. The captain pressed her head down and scolded her:
"So you're a little jerk from Batch 12. I thought you were from Batch 01. What level of clone are you? How dare you talk to a senior from Batch 03 like that?
There are no rules at all!
You just said they dare not betray?
very nice.
Then you can set an example for them."
Mason patted his bag, and a moment later a freshly-made X-gene bio-capsule was thrown on the ground.
Although only five minutes had passed since Mason placed the "order", for the Mason Manufacturing Team, which had complete materials and equipment and had reached Lv10 engineering level, would it take even longer to build something according to the blueprint?
No way.
"No! Stop!"
Amidst Mystique's screams, she was untied from the chains and was forced into the bio-capsule by Harley and Quinn, her two henchmen.
The whole process highlights the style of a little bully who forces a good girl into prostitution.
As the bio-capsule started up, Mystique, who had no intention of betraying her conqueror, helplessly flapped the lid inside, but her body was soon covered by energy that could affect the stability of the X gene.
This scene made the mutant clones watching in front of them look at each other speechless for a moment.
"You still have one hour to think about it."
Mason looked at his watch, waved to his boys and said:
"It's up to you whether you follow me or stay here and wait for death. There is only one thing I will not allow you to live in shackles and in a humble manner kneeling to the evildoers!
It has nothing to do with whether you like it or not.”
After saying that, Mason turned around and looked at the operating table with his two little cuties.
Wonder Woman had just woken up, and now Barbara was holding her child next to her head so that mother and child could be reunited.
After seeing her child being born healthy and now sleeping soundly with contentment, the Queen of Justice finally let go of the tension in her heart.
She let out a long sigh, and with the help of Barbara, she struggled to stand up and leaned on the operating table that was rocked by Harry, holding her child wrapped in her cloak as if she were a treasure.
She was pale and disheveled when she said to Mason:
"Whatever your reasons are, outsiders, I thank you for your help to me and my son."
"What are you going to call him?"
Mason took the second genetic comparison handed to him by Barbara, took a look at it, and gave the paper to Catwoman. After reading it, the latter curled her lips and showed an expression of "as expected".
In response to Mason's question, the weak queen lowered her head and kissed the child's forehead, and said softly with a proud tone:
"Bruce Prince Kent, that's his name."
Good job!
This answer left everyone present speechless. It was full of classic elements.
Taking the husband's surname and the lover's name! You are really amazing, Queen. Diana from other worlds would kowtow to you upon hearing this name.
