Volume 8: The Fourth Impact Chapter 52 Wait, something’s happening, don’t yell yet!
There are 7 hours left until the fourth impact.
"Planetary magnetic field generators one to six, final inspection!"
In the communications room headquarters of Osborne Tower, Mason stood in front of a large screen that was connected to all the worlds of the Resistance Alliance at the same time, holding the plan in his hand and confirming the final steps.
"Generator No. 1 is operating normally and has entered preheating."
Cyborg from the Gotham world was the first to send back a message.
Next came the Isu World, the SHIELD World, the Lord World and the Vampire World, plus the No. 6 World which had already started up underground in the Osborne Tower. All devices had entered the warm-up stage.
"Very good. Next, we will check Aurora Device signal transmission towers one to six for the final inspection."
Mason turned to the next page and the same reply came again.
These improved devices have officially entered the launch procedure. From the windows of the communications room, one can see the towering array of launch towers being activated. The launch vehicle carrying 480 golden apples will be launched into Earth orbit and begin the final deployment of the Aurora device. This will be completed automatically and does not require any human interference.
An hour later, the power that once protected the Isu world will once again demonstrate its magic when the impact comes.
"Speed Force Matrix One to Six, final test."
Mason asked again.
This time, the ones who answered were the speedsters, including the five members of the Flash family and Little Flash. They were assigned to each world and had entered the "time maze" and took their positions.
In addition to these six speedsters, there are also "substitute players" sent here by the gods. Hermes, Horus and Mercury, the three gods of speed, are also warming up and ready to be replaced at any time.
"Final inspection of the backup host of the Shenyu server and brain wave upload devices one to six."
Mason asked finally.
Barbara, who had already sat on the mechanical throne in the main control room of the Exile spaceship and was connected to the main server of the Divine Carriage, replied in a deep voice:
"The network channel is smooth, the backup server responds clearly, the main server's screening firewall is activated, and the consciousness data upload module is loaded, waiting for the upload instruction.
Please pay attention, everyone. I will emphasize this one last time!
Uploading biological consciousness is the last insurance. Once the global brainwave uploading program is initiated, it cannot be withdrawn.
This command can only be activated when it is confirmed that the situation has become irreversible, other means have failed, and even the Speed Force Matrix has proven unable to effectively cut the timeline. "
"Don't worry about misdirection."
Mason closed the schedule in his hand, took one last look at it, and threw it on the table behind him.
In a private correspondence he told Barbara:
"The instructions for uploading the biological consciousness of the six worlds must be approved by me before entering the final implementation stage. Please be careful out there, Barbara.
Although the spaceship has now dived deep into the plane rift, there is no guarantee that there will not be a direct attack on the main server. The Afterlife Team has been arranged to enter the spaceship to perform defense work.
If you can’t do anything at the last moment, remember to eject in time.”
"No!"
Batgirl said stubbornly:
"I will stay here until I see six new worlds appear before my eyes. So many people have sacrificed so much for this plan, and your compatriots are still bleeding for that common goal.
This burden is too heavy.
I will not let my brother bear this alone."
"Neither do we, two little cuties."
Selina's voice suddenly appeared in Mason and Barbara's private communication, which made Mason turn around suddenly. He saw all the members of Team K 1.0 in the door behind him.
"You should go back to Wayne Manor."
Mason rubbed his brows and sighed:
"If anything happens to you now, the master will probably strangle me to death. Believe me, Damian will never miss the opportunity to stab me."
"I'm not as fragile as you think."
Catwoman touched her still very flat belly and said with a grin:
"But compared to the old man who has already eaten me up, my little brother needs my support more now. All of us have come this far and finally have to face this final challenge.
I don’t want to miss this.”
“No one wants to miss it!”
Harley rushed in, hugged Mason's waist, and rubbed her head against his chest.
She whispered:
"I will celebrate with Mr. K, give him a victory kiss, or stick together and turn into the last stardust in the dark universe. I will not leave you, and you can't drive me away."
"Why would I chase my little cutie away? I'm used to you two making noises around me, and I'd be bored if you were gone."
Mason touched Harley's head and put his arm around Quinn. He took a deep breath and looked at the countdown behind him which had already entered 6 hours and 59 minutes.
He let out a long breath and said:
"Then, gentlemen, let us roar into this good night..."
"Wait, don't yell yet, Mason, I found some strange 'friends' on the outskirts of the Osborne Tower Wasteland!"
Old Peter suddenly called out on the communication system:
"In the valley next to the Forbidden Forest, they made a terrible emergency landing on a shabby immigrant ship and fell from that purple eye in the sky five minutes ago."
"Not one of ours?"
The old green devil who was also in the communication and in charge of the defense of the Osborne Tower world was stunned for a moment, and then replied coldly:
"Then leave them alone! The Amazons will take them into custody. Now the first priority is to ensure that the Fourth Impact is safely passed."
"But they asked to see Mason by name!"
Old Spider explained:
“Gwen and I rescued a group of mutants from inside. They were all injured and in urgent need of medical assistance. Moreover, they claimed that they were from Utopia!
They said the situation over there had collapsed, and they came here specifically to seek Mason's help."
"Utopia?"
Mason blinked his eyes when he heard Old Peter's report, and then said to the other side:
"Bring them back into the treatment area. I'll be waiting for you there."
"I smell trouble."
Catwoman sniffed lightly, crossed her arms and said to Mason:
"Your fellow villagers really know how to pick the right time to do this kind of thing when the time comes. But I've also heard about the style of these guys. They must have been exhausted before they came to you.
Come on over and see what's going on."
“I always knew what kind of trouble they were in and was prepared for it.”
Mason tapped his watch a few times, activating two specially programmed assembly signals, and then turned to the others around him and said:
"Don't worry, these things will not interfere with the preparation and execution of the Fourth Impact. I will go to the Star Castle to talk to the swordsman about this matter and will be back soon."
A few minutes later, the Utopian mutants discovered by Spider-Man were sent to the medical station under Osborn Tower.
The old Green Goblin, who was waiting here in armor, glanced expressionlessly the place where the mutants were placed, and then found that Spider-Man's report was a little "deviated" from reality.
These guys aren't just injured.
They are all dying!
Moreover, these injuries were definitely not caused by the fall. They were already seriously injured before they slipped over through the Eye of Time and Space. If it weren't for the emergency life support equipment on the ship, a few of these guys would have to die to help the current situation.
"I am the administrator of this world and Mason's close comrade-in-arms. I am gathering people to intervene in the troublesome affairs that you will bring.
So, if you want to tell him anything, just tell me directly."
The Green Goblin stood beside Cyclops, whose wounds were being cleaned and bandaged by several android healers. The latter was in a terrible condition and had lost one eye.
After hearing Norman's self-introduction, the weak Cyclops immediately replied:
"We need help. The first and eighth sequence conquerors have invaded Utopia, the God King Doom is draining our world, and the X Royal Family is still resisting.
But we were powerless to do anything about it.”
"I sympathize with your situation, but the fact is that we cannot send more troops to join another war right now."
The Green Goblin refused without much hesitation :
"The Fourth Impact is approaching, and we can only protect ourselves by banding together. This world fusion plan is a gift from you, and you know very well how much manpower and resources are needed to implement it in several worlds at the same time.
So we're sorry but we can't help."
"No! We are not asking you to join the war. We have no such intention."
Cyclops explained with difficulty:
"There are still a large number of civilians who have not been sent out in time. You have large-scale trans-dimensional teleportation methods that are not subject to the intervention of the Council. You only need to send a detachment to bring our people out before Utopia is completely destroyed.
This is our only request to get here.”
"The space-time transmission of the cosmic treadmill is an important tool to ensure the intercommunication of power between the worlds. If it is handed over to you, it means that Osborne Tower will temporarily cut off contact with other worlds."
Norman still shook his head and said:
"We can't take that risk."
Hearing these continuous rejections, Cyclops' raised hand dropped weakly. They didn't know that Mason was contacting other people at this time, but the Green Goblin, who represented Mason, did not make any concessions.
The meaning is obvious.
The other awake X-Royal mutants in the room also fell silent.
"Everyone, have a good rest. Your safety here is absolutely guaranteed, but the rest of the matter may have to wait until the impact is over."
Norman threw down a few words and turned away.
But after walking out of the room, he saw Mason coming from the front. The old Green Goblin stretched out his hand to stop him and said expressionlessly:
"No need to go in. I rejected them for you. If you were allowed to contact them, it would mean that you would definitely be involved in a situation that has nothing to do with you at this point in time.
You just like doing this kind of useless work.
But please also look at the current situation!
With just over six hours left until the impact begins, we are your allies.
We need you to stay here and take charge of the situation now, instead of running to a world that is already hopeless with a bunch of defeated soldiers to show your conscience that has nowhere to go.
The fate of so many worlds rests on your shoulders, and yet you still have the energy to risk your life for your compatriots who don't even consider you as one of their own... You need to examine whether you are not focused enough, Mason."
"Everything is going according to plan, Norman."
The captain sighed. He could understand where the old green devil's anger came from. He didn't intend to explain anything, but just said softly:
“We designed a system, we formed a coalition, and we tried to find a reusable model instead of pinning everything on a savior.
We don't need miracles that cannot be replicated .
Norman, what this era needs is not a savior like me.
What it needs is method.
We have already given our proposal.
The role I can play here is to serve as a member of the rapid response mechanism. I am just a craftsman, and everything I can do has been done in the preliminary preparations.
This is a project that we designed and promoted together. Everyone in this tower and everyone in every world of the Resistance Alliance participated in it. It is not a miracle that belongs to me alone.
You should have some confidence in yourself and in your companions.
If I have to step in and save the day in the end, it means that everything we have done in the past few months has been a failure...
You are the king who claims to conquer the universe in the new era. How can you place all your hopes on a young man who is old enough to be your son?"
"Don't use this bullshit to evade me! You know what I mean!"
Old Norman stared at Mason viciously, pointed at his chest and said:
“You can’t do two things at once!
You can't focus on saving two groups of people at the same time, but I can tell from the stupid gleam in your eyes that you are determined to get involved in this mess.
Having known you for so long, I also know that no one can persuade you to change the decision you have made, so, OK! We support you in your past and we will give you our full support.
I don't know how long it will take to save a world, but I'll give you six hours."
"I will not use the forces that are currently in their respective responsibilities. When I sensed that something bad was going to happen to Utopia, I had already made preparations in advance."
Mason said:
"Utopia has supported us. Although the relationship between the two parties is not close, they are also one of our friends in this era. We cannot just stand by and watch them die."
"They were just a bunch of strangers to me."
Old Norman glanced at Mason and said:
"There will be more troubles in six hours. Save some energy, young man."
After saying that, the guy turned and left, just in time to pass by the swordsman who was coming with a group of mutant pioneers. All the mutant members of the Star Society were brought by her.
Further out there were several commanders of the newly formed K-Men, but the two sides were clearly separated as if there was an invisible line between them.
"If you said you want to go back to Utopia to save people, then I am willing to do so."
The swordsman said loudly:
"But why bring these rookies along? We have to distract ourselves from taking care of them."
"They won't always be rookies, and can you handle it with just this few people? From what Cyclops said, the number of civilians stranded in the Utopia war zone is terrifying."
Mason didn't care about the swordsman's dissatisfaction. He said:
"The Doomsday Legion commanded by Luther will also be accompanying you. They will be responsible for attacking the enemy, and you will only be responsible for rescuing people. The World Gate is prohibited from being used there, and the cosmic treadmill's super-time and space transmission also needs to be charged.
This time the time is tight and the task is heavy, I hope you are mentally prepared."
"What about the Conqueror First Sequence?"
Miss Anna next to her asked:
"They are your family, Mason. It would be awkward for you to get involved in the war between them and Utopia. How do you plan to deal with them?"
"What do you mean by natal family or in-laws family? It's time to stop holding on to this stupid prejudice."
The captain shook his head and said:
"If they persist in their wrongdoings, they will become our enemies! As for how to deal with them, I know exactly what to do with them."
"Where's Madeleine?"
The White Queen in the crowd suddenly asked. She had put on the new battle suit made for her by Mason and seemed to be planning to participate in the rescue battle of Utopia.
She looked at her son and asked:
"What if Madeline gets in your way again?"
"She escaped from me once."
Mason pushed the frame and said to his mother:
"I don't think she'll get a second chance, so my advice to her is to be reasonable this time, because if she continues to act like a jerk, I might end up having to attend a family funeral.
I know what you want to do, stay here!
Don’t go!”
Emma wanted to refute immediately, and scolded her son for daring to speak to his mother like that when he grew up. But when she saw Mason's stern expression, the perverse White Queen hesitated for a moment, and ultimately did not dare to disobey the captain's opinion.
It's not that she was afraid, but she was unwilling to give up her good relationship with Mason for another stranger.
"Perhaps you could talk about it."
Emma said softly, Mason nodded and said:
"Yes, if she wants to."
