Volume 8: The Fourth Impact Chapter 71: Mason, who regarded others as his anti-XX plan, also became someone else's anti-XX plan
It didn't take Mason long to find the beacon of the Metal Spirit conceptual plane in the data world. Since he had completed the connection once before in Utopia, he was naturally familiar with the route this time.
But finding this place is easy, but convincing the current managers here is not easy.
After all, this time it was not as simple as asking Bartmos to take over a Sentinel Corps remotely. This time it was really a matter of risking one's life! And it was Bartmos .
"Are you kidding me, bro?
My mechanical kingdom weaving project has just started, and the third iteration of the world framework has been delayed for 45 minutes. You disturbed me a few hours ago, and now you want me to follow you to fight against a cosmic god-level mechanical body? "
Bartmos roared in complaint.
But even during this verbal confrontation, he did not stop the work at hand.
A super complex tree diagram system was projected in the space in front of the former God of Data, representing his world design for the Metal Spirit Plane. Every movement of Bartomos's fingers would add more details to this rather complex system, or delete some useless data.
The principles behind these cool looking gadgets are actually not difficult to understand, just like the code that programmers write when developing an APP.
The biggest difference between the two is that a program requires tens of thousands of lines of code, but the amount of code needed by Batmos to build a data world is not calculated in units of "ten thousand".
In fact, he is executing decision-making rather than programming.
The actual writing of the underlying framework and world driver was done by the corporate dogs and hackers he transferred to the Metal Spirit plane.
Batmos's behavior at this time is just like an unscrupulous client who makes random demands. Every move of his finger here means that the workload of the poor grassroots programmers will increase several times.
However, their work is clearly effective.
It has been less than a month since Mason last left the Metal Spirit's dimension, but this place is very different from before. The pixelated simulation plan of Gotham's matter has been completely abandoned, and instead, the data of the 2077 world is used as the framework.
The benefits of doing this are obvious.
Batmos can copy the underlying code of the Shenyu World, so there is no need for the coders of the Shenyu World to build a mechanical kingdom from scratch.
As for the problem of the ancestral shit mountain code, there is no need to worry at all. A programmer of Bartmos's level will definitely not create such a bad situation.
"If it were any other situation, I would never refuse if you asked me to do something. I believe you would not trick me into giving yourself away. The description of the Unicron is quite consistent with my guess about the evolutionary direction of mechanical life.
I'm really interested in taking a trip with you.
Although I don’t think I can stop a guy like that with my current abilities.”
The Metal Spirit's agent pushed his black glasses and turned to Mason with a sense of apology and helplessness, explaining:
"But the fact is that you witnessed the moment I was chosen as the Metal Spirit's agent, and you know the price I paid for choosing to accept this responsibility.
I can't leave here until the conceptual world of Metal Spirit is woven, Mason. Your request this time is not on the same level as the remote takeover of the Sentinel Corps.
And you have seen what happened to the last agent who tried to escape.
The Root Power is not lenient in this regard."
"I know you have your reasons, but please listen to my thoughts first."
Mason stood in this place called the Shaper's Chamber and said to Bartmos, who was realizing the "Coming of the Kingdom of God" with his own hands:
"I'm not asking you to shirk your responsibilities, put down all the things you have to do here, and come with me on an adventure. I've already thought of a plan before I came.
This matter is closely related to the existence of the Metal Spirit.
Even if the conceptual plane before your eyes is truly completed, it can only remain at the conceptual level and the data world. It cannot spread its existence into the material world.
In other words, no matter how real the world before our eyes is, it is still fake.
But what if I look for a carrier for it in the material world?
A conceptual force that is strong enough to fully carry the Metal Spirit and project this conceptual plane into the material world to transform it into a real mechanical kingdom?"
The captain glanced at the time on his watch, and said to Bartmos, who had stopped and listened attentively:
"Once any kind of power is born, it will instinctively pursue strength!
The game between the green of all things, the red of all beings and the black of decay throughout the rise and fall of the world proves this point. Although the Metal Spirit was born not long ago, I believe it also has a desire for power, otherwise it would not be so anxious and stubborn to find an agent for itself.
But the root power is bound to reality.
The nature of Metal Spirit's power determines that it cannot influence the material world like other root powers, and therefore cannot promote its own rapid growth. Relying solely on the technological innovations of humans in the Gotham world to draw power is too slow.
If it wants to compete with its 'brothers and sisters' who were born earlier than it, it has to learn to 'overtake on the curve'!"
"You mean, Unicron's Star Emperor body?"
Bartmos immediately understood Mason's idea. He stroked his chin and said:
"A life form made of machinery and metal, a movable mechanical planet does sound like it fits the Metal Spirit's desire.
But this is simply impossible.
Not to mention whether the Metal Spirit, which is not considered powerful among the six root forces in the Gotham world, can enter that kind of top-level mechanical body, just the binding of this world is a big problem.
It originated from the Gotham world and it is impossible for it to exist independently from this material world.
Even if there is a chance of power transfer, it will drool. "
"That's generally true, but this isn't the normal situation. Think about it the other way around."
Mason felt that the time had come, and he finally expressed his final thoughts:
"If the Metal Spirit cannot escape from the Gotham world, then wouldn't it be fine if Unicron's mechanical body became part of the Gotham world?
What plan are we executing now?
World fusion! Bartmos! Even if there is no chance to merge that big iron ball into a certain world this time, we can still try the next time we impact it!
Don't forget that our ultimate goal is to merge all the surviving Earths and all the planes together to form a real 'Doomsday Ark'.
Therefore, theoretically speaking, there will always be a certain impact that will allow the Unicron to be sealed in a more powerful Earth , just like the battle between it and its mortal enemy Yuanshi Tianzun at the beginning of the universe.
Being sealed on Earth is the fate of Unicron!
It cannot escape this ending.
Therefore, if you follow me to support Unicron now, you are not shirking your responsibility. On the contrary, it is fulfilling your sacred mission as the agent of the source power."
The captain spread his hands and said to Bartmos and the will of the metal spirit attached to his data body:
"The existence of Unicron is too dangerous. We must find a sealer to protect this vicious creature that can destroy the universe, so as to prevent past tragedies from happening again.
Neither mortals nor heroes can undertake such a mission. Apart from the metal spirits that represent the will of machines and data, I can't imagine anyone else who can fight against such a bleak future.
You have to get involved, Bartmos.
With that mechanical planet as the carrier of the conceptual plane in the material world, the revival of civilization that you have been dreaming of will be realized in the blink of an eye.
The root fire of the Unicron can easily give life to machines, and everyone in the world of the gods can return to reality in a stronger and new attitude.
You don't need those ridiculous prosthetics and drivers anymore!
You will become the next generation of improved Cybertronians, true creatures shaped by machines and data... I don't know how long it will take you to make up your mind, but we only have twelve minutes left.
If you or Metal Spirit are unwilling to take the risk, then I can only seek help from Perfect Ultron or Brainiac within it."
“You’re unleashing one monster against another, which is a foolish move.
But I have no say in this matter. To paralyze the actions of the Emperor of the Universe, I cannot rely on a few super viruses. I must rely on the unscientific method of the root power.
I have to talk to it.”
Bartmos had evidently been convinced.
He made a "pause" gesture to Mason, closed his eyes and began to communicate with the metal spirit. The lack of wisdom in the root power was a rather troublesome problem, but being an agent always had many privileges.
So after a short yet long thirty seconds, Bartmos snapped his fingers and said to Mason:
"Okay, I convinced it. It seems that deceiving people is not as difficult as I thought.
Go put that super signal repeater you made into Unicron's neural control center, the closer to its core spark the better, and then pull it open!
Just like what we did against Brainiac before.
You don't have to worry about what happens after that.
But Mason, the Metal Spirit asked me to tell you that its assistance this time comes at a risk!
The Metal Spirit is a symbolic force that only appears when a world's technology develops to a certain level. Therefore, once it is severely damaged or dies in the body of Unicron, it means that the root power of the Gotham world will also be severely damaged or even at risk of dissipating.
To put it more bluntly, the world's technology being locked down and civilization degenerating is only the mildest consequence."
The God of Technology looked very serious. He put his hand on Mason's shoulder and said seriously:
"This means that you have to gamble the future of your world to help the Isu world, and the success rate is not 100%. Can you bear this consequence?
Do you want to consult other people?
Like the Batman...
I think the indigenous people are also qualified to express their opinions on this matter.”
"Um."
Mason called the master in the data world. After listening to his retelling, Batman was silent for a moment and replied:
"We choose to help our allies because the Covenant says so!"
"Is it that straightforward?"
Bartmos exclaimed:
"Isn't your trust in Mason a little too much? Has he become your external brain?"
“It’s not that exaggerated. It has nothing to do with whether I trust him or not. I just thought about it with the simplest logic, and then I found that this choice was not difficult at all.
In other words, this is not a choice that requires long-term thinking to make a decision.”
The master said quietly:
"Even if the technology of this world is really locked down or even regresses, we have a backup plan at hand. The various advanced technologies that the Mason Manufacturing Group has secretly mastered are enough to restart our civilization several times.
If Metal Soul dies, then Mason Cooper is the new Metal Soul."
This answer made Bartmos and Mason look at each other in confusion.
After a few seconds of silence, realizing that he had finally been regarded by Batman as the captain of the "Anti-World Destruction Tactics" module, he sighed and said:
"He's right. This is the most reliable solution at the moment. So, go for it, Bartmos! Don't feel any pressure."
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"Gravity pulling efficiency reduced to 32%! Estimated contact time for the star is 19 minutes! All Star Destroyers prepare for the eighth salvo and cooperate with the Vanguards to break into Unicron's head armor!
Hold on! Soldiers, we have bought enough time, and our counterattack has proven to be effective."
Barbara's excited voice sounded again in the communication system, even with a certain fanaticism of a warrior.
There is no way. The atmosphere has now reached this point. With the support from all parties, a B-level world not only withstood the devouring of the God of Destruction of the Universe, but also launched a small counterattack.
How can this not make people excited?
Seeing the battle go so smoothly even gave the Isu warriors on the battlefield and heroes from other worlds the illusion that "they could win."
If their loyal Star Destroyer Tower could continue its bombardment, if those warriors from other worlds could continue to advance in that mechanical planet, if they united as one and held on to the end, perhaps they could destroy the sleeping Unicron among the stars?
With this gradually optimistic idea in mind, the next round of planetary bombardment came again with Barbara's warning.
This time, Hei Qiyi, who was in charge of defense, did not use defensive magic. Instead, the big guy used the secret art of devouring.
The overwhelming firepower that ignited the world was absorbed and gathered by him using his secret technique. The extreme compression of energy and matter was like a cool magic show, and finally the energy gathered at his fingertips to form an orange-red spot of light.
It's like a compressed sun.
Then, Hei Qiyi picked it up with extremely graceful movements and stuffed it into his mouth.
He ate Unicron's attacks and used them to replenish the energy lost in the defense of the previous seven world bombardments.
It was a little hot and spicy when it entered his mouth, which made Hei Qiyi's tired eyes regain their spirits again. In a battle like the one in front of him, with the enemy sending support, he could hold on until the day the universe collapsed.
However, this time, just as Unicron's world bombardment ended, a white flame whizzed through the plane fault and hit the surface of the Isu world.
The energy falling to the ground made Hei Qiyi's face change slightly, but then he realized that this energy-filled "attack" did not cause any damage.
Instead, the white flame turned into a spreading "halo" the moment it hit the ground, spreading within a few seconds with the landing point as the center to the front of the world that was still resisting fate.
"What was that just now?"
The people on the ground asked, but did not get an answer from Barbara for a long time, as if the data connection between the Isu world and the Exile spacecraft was cut off by some force.
This made Hei Qiyi feel uneasy.
Captain Carter, who was evacuating civilians from the shelter on the ground, also sensed something was wrong, but before she could restart the communication, she felt a pain in her ear.
The blond captain reacted quickly and pulled something out of his ear, and saw that the communication headset in his ear had turned into a tiny weird robot.
The little thing was screaming noisily as her fingers were clasped together, and it fired a needle-tip-sized missile at her, hitting Captain Carter's cheek and causing an explosion similar to a brain-splitting explosion.
The Mason special edition pistol in her hand also struggled to complete its initial transformation, and she pointed the muzzle at her owner and fired three shots. If she hadn't been wearing a helmet, this attack would have disfigured her.
But the captain had already realized that something terrible was happening.
She threw the deformed gun in her hand to the ground and stomped on it, then shouted at the surroundings and the sky:
"Machines! Let go of any machines you have! Stay away from all metal! They're mutinous!"
"ah!"
Ertong's screams rang out almost at the same time. He was operating the "Scarlet Knight" Fenrir armor to hunt down the remnants of the Decepticons, but at this moment he was trapped in the cockpit by the rebellious power armor.
The squeezing force from the machine's instantaneous deformation almost crushed him into a meat patty. What was even more terrifying was that the thirteen energy-filled star-destroying towers located on the front battlefield of the world also completed their deformation in the blink of an eye.
Thirteen ferocious giant robots roared in obedience to Unicron's orders, and the Star Destroyers that were supposed to protect the world were concentrated in one place.
Thirteen green rays crisscrossed and covered the sky. In the terrifying explosion, the black strange boss emitting barbecue-smell smoke also fell from the sky.
This was the first time he had felt so miserable since he joined the Ultimate K Team and followed Mason everywhere...
But on the other hand, facing the saturation bombardment of thirteen star-destroying attacks, he was only roasted to nine-tenths done. This Mr. Hei is really terrifying!
The mutation situation proves that Mason's understanding of Cybertron and Unicron is quite accurate, especially the ability of Unicron's core spark to easily give life to various mechanical bodies. At present, it seems not exaggerated at all and is even a bit conservative.
After twenty minutes of extreme tension, the war situation in the Isu world finally angered the sleeping Unicron.
It only increased its strength slightly, and the ridiculous world's defense line collapsed in an instant.
Perhaps, this is the price of disobeying the gods?
