Volume 9: Fate of Destiny Chapter 1 The Minion Union reminds you that there is a new recruitment order
Captain of Team K, leader of the Resistance Alliance, savior of the six realms, promoter of fusion, invisible master of the Star Society, pioneering master who always makes wise decisions, Honorary Robin Mason Cooper has just given his team members a holiday.
This is a necessary combination of work and rest.
But for him, rest at this moment is unthinkable.
He is a person who learned to delay gratification early on, and always likes to arrange all his work in an orderly manner before enjoying his leisure time.
Just a few minutes after leaving the conference room and before he finished a video call with the cutie Harley, his secretary Huazi at the Laisheng Bar came to inform him that the preliminary preparations for the recruitment work that would start in the afternoon had been completed.
"Mua~ My dear, be good. I will reward you when I am done here!"
In the optical projection from the watch, Harley, wearing a red bathrobe, gave Mason a passionate kiss across the screen and waved goodbye sweetly.
She was currently on a "surveillance" mission, staying close to the Hunter in the Star Castle, to prevent Ciri from doing something terrible and irreversible in a moment of confusion.
But Harley's bathrobe was obviously borrowed from Ciri.
Because the body shape doesn't match.
The Hunter was tall and slender, and Harley was a gymnastics champion, so her figure was no worse than Ciri's, except that her chest was an order of magnitude larger than Ciri's, which made Ciri's plain bathrobe look a bit over 18 when she wore it.
"Stop shaking, my eyes are dizzy."
The captain complained, and when Harley deliberately opened the collar of her bathrobe with a sly smile, wanting to show her sweetheart something "good", Mason hung up the video.
I'm busy with work right now and don't have time to be silly.
"According to your request, a magical item that will interfere with perception has been placed at the entrance of the folding space of the Afterlife Bar, and nearly seven hundred people have submitted their resumes to the recruitment notice posted by Mr. Charles in the Minion Union.
I scheduled their interviews at 3 p.m. and ended at 7 p.m., so the candidates had four hours to get through the fold.”
Miss Arasaka Hanako stood in front of Mason's desk and reported to him in detail about today's recruitment process.
Although it was said in a very formal tone, even Miss Huazi herself felt that the content of these words was like a not-so-funny workplace joke.
She glanced at Mason, who was listening attentively, and continued:
“According to your regulations, any applicant who can enter the Next Life Bar within the specified time will be offered this well-paid short-term job.
But to be honest, I personally don't understand what the point of this test is?
If you need members of the magic circle to assist you in accomplishing something, you can easily recruit enough responders through the Dark Justice League.
The Gotham City minions' union is a far cry from your current career in terms of both level and quality."
"I don't need a magician, Hanako."
Mason explained:
"What I need is someone with 'talent'. The exploration of the zombie K team in the 2149 universe has come to a standstill. They have arrived at the Earth there and opened up several dimensions where the World Gate itself may exist, but their searches have yielded nothing.
I think Mephisto used some method to hide the projection of the door in the zombie plane.
We must find it before the "Beyond Destiny" operation enters the second phase, otherwise the raid route we have invested so much manpower and material resources to open up will lose its meaning.
This recruitment plan sounds outrageous, but in fact, this process was created after Hei Qiyi's suggestion.
Trying to find Mephisto's flaws at the spellcasting level is a time-consuming task, and even throwing the entire Justice League Dark into it will not produce any results in the short term.
In this case, we have to rely on numbers and 'talent'."
The captain stood up, moving his forearms and shoulders, and walked in the office where he had just recovered. He continued to speak to Huazi who was listening attentively:
“We need to find some people who are talented in searching for hidden objects in strange spaces and who can adapt to the world of death, and send them to the zombie dimension of Earth to complete the search in the area designated by Zombie Squad K.
This recruitment operation is not only carried out in Gotham, but also in all the worlds under our command. Only the most ordinary people will not arouse the vigilance of the old devil when they approach the other side of the world gate.
That door can only be used once!
We must use the opportunities it offers us to the best of our ability.”
"But why not ask Mr. Black Strange to go and search for it?"
Huazi understood Mason's plan, and then she asked:
"With his powerful spellcasting ability, he should be able to find the door without alerting the sinister enemy, right?"
"You can, but you can't."
Mason shook his head and sighed.
"The zombie plane is not our sphere of influence. If a dangerous guy like Black Strange enters it, it will cause 'surprise among friendly nations'. In this situation, if we fall out with Uncle Tun and the goddess of death, our actions will be extremely risky.
But you don't have to worry.
I am not sending those ordinary people who have been chosen to die in a world of death. They will all carry the amulets bestowed by Black Strange to serve as their 'eyes' in the other world.
This two-pronged approach may lead to a proper result in the short term.”
"I am not worried about that, sir."
Miss Huazi said very rationally at this time:
“We offer a salary far exceeding normal levels for this job and provide very generous employee benefits, even purchasing a full set of insurance for them.
Once you join the company, you can assume that Laisheng Bar will provide for you for the rest of your life.
When those who join the job see such job benefits, they should understand the dangers of this job. The effort and reward in the workplace have always been proportional.
For example, the salary of Arasaka Industries' armed commandos is definitely higher than those who work in offices, so even if they die in battle, it is part of their job because this is the occupational risk that comes with this job.
In fact, if possible, I would prefer to have my androids help you do this. We are more disciplined and fearless, and most importantly, cheaper.
It would be too risky for your cause at this time to pin your hopes on the poor rationality of ordinary people."
“It’s a really cold statement in keeping with capitalism.”
Mason curled his lips, shook his head and said to his secretary:
“At this point in time, the cost issue is no longer a consideration, and I think for most ordinary people, they just lack a chance to be a hero.
Anyway, you will be in charge of the recruitment work this afternoon, and Charles will assist you.
After the new employees are selected, they will sign contracts with them and will be sent to the 2149th plane tonight. Ms. Janet has prepared the quantum tunnel, and the Dark Justice League will also go with them. "
"Well, I will complete your request perfectly."
Huazi bowed 90 degrees to take on this important task, but before leaving, she did not forget to remind:
"Your schedule for this afternoon has been confirmed. In addition to going to Wayne Manor in the evening to complete a meeting with Mr. Bruce Wayne, there are also visitors from several other worlds who need to be received."
“It’s called an interview, but it’s actually another recruitment.”
Mason rubbed his eyebrows and opened the visitor list sent by Huazi, which came with a thick stack of resumes.
This selection is also related to the actions of the 2149 universe. After all, they are taking a small road to sneak attack the old devil's base camp, so they can't just send some random people over. They must be real elite soldiers.
But the good news is that Mason is no stranger to the people in this screening. He needs to select personnel from other forces that have had contact and cooperation with Team K to form a "Death World Commando" to ensure the secrecy and efficiency of the operation.
"Um?"
Mason quickly saw some familiar faces on the list of applicants .
He reached out and picked up the resume in front of him, looking at the photo attached to it. In the photo, old Peter was smiling very brightly, and the background was the blue sea and sky of the Osborne Tower in the New World.
You can tell at first glance that it was just taken.
"You have two wives, two daughters, and a granddaughter. You are already the perfect example of a happy life. Why are you still trying to join in the fun?"
The captain complained:
"If something happens to you, how can I explain to your whole family? It's scary to think about being surrounded by a group of crying women asking me to return their husbands, fathers and grandfathers.
Bad review! "
"Snap"
Mason picked up the stamping machine and stamped a bright red "Reject" on this resume, then looked at the next one. The lawyer Ma on that resume was wearing sunglasses and smiling, but the background of the photo was exactly the same as that of Old Spider.
This is obviously a photo of two people taken in the same place.
Did you guys make an appointment?
Bad review!
"Snap"
Another resume was rejected.
This is not because Mason is deliberately taking care of his friends, but mainly because the risk of launching a surprise attack through the 2149 universe is actually quite high.
Although John Stewart and his Black Lantern Corps have been deployed there to provide escort, to be honest, if Uncle Tun has bad intentions, Mason really has no way to guarantee the safe return of these commandos.
He must select those who can truly stand on their own.
For example, the Lord Super...
"Well, you actually submitted your resume."
Mason picked up the next resume and glanced at it and found that it was indeed Lord Chao's information. He had heard that Gray Bat and Queen of Justice reached a reconciliation with Lord Chao when the worlds merged.
The complicated relationship among the three giants seemed to have the possibility of easing their ideologies, but at this critical juncture, Lord Chao signed up for this suicide action. It seemed that he really could not convince himself to give in on his ideals and adherence to order.
He must be in pain now, right?
Having to choose between friendship and faith is a headache, so why not go on an adventure where you could die at any time to sober up and help make this difficult decision?
"Snap"
The captain hesitated for a moment and stamped "passed" on the paper. He thought that if Lord Chao could survive this time, he would have made a decision in his mind.
Then I picked up the next one and was immediately blinded by the bright and friendly smile of the purple potato spirit in the photo on the resume.
This "Star Ranger" is really kind-hearted.
If you count the past carefully, since Mason knew him, this kind-hearted Thanos has participated in almost all major operations as a "passerby".
He helped fight against the Dark Knights in the World War. When the Isu world was attacked, he and Watu and others ventured into the planet of Unicron. Now they are going to the Death World to launch a sneak attack behind enemy lines. Does he still want to participate?
"The smiling Thanos shouldn't have bad luck, right? And his bright smile and positive attitude might be able to alleviate the low pressure on Lord Chao right now.
Well, this way the atmosphere in the team won't be as bad as committing suicide."
Mason stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then stamped his resume with a "pass".
Next one!
The captain took a quick glance and found it was Sister Ka's resume. The age column clearly stated over 2000 years old, which was frightening and formed a sharp contrast with her youthful and beautiful face in the photo on her resume.
Mason approved the application with almost no effort.
The main reason is that if I refuse, I'm afraid I'll be "killed offline" by an assassin saint who is over 2,000 years old and has mastered the assassination skills to perfection.
Although he was nominally the leader of the Isu, the captain did not think he was qualified to put on airs in front of Cassandra, whether in terms of age, knowledge, status, or strength.
People call you leader to give you face. If you really think of yourself as a boss, then Sister Ka will teach you a lesson with her biceps that can strangle a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
"In addition to the three assault vanguards, we need a commander. This task should have been handed over to the old man, but he now has to lead the new Legion of Doom, so choose one of the remaining Batmans."
Mason closed his eyes and looked at the two Batman files in his hands, and finally chose the master of this world.
On the one hand, the Gray Bat's companionship might cause some unnecessary estrangement between Lord Chao, who is at a crossroads in his life; on the other hand, because of Selena, the master cannot sit idly by and watch the events of the Star Society.
However, Batman's Hellbat armor in this world is already destroyed, so Mason has to prepare a set of armor for him before taking action.
This is not a big problem, just leave it to engineer Mason.
"Then the next step is to select reliable team members. Let me see..."
Mason was just about to look through the remaining resumes to select suitable candidates, but all the resumes suddenly turned into flowers and flew out of his hands at this moment, and then turned into soap bubbles and dissipated as they swayed like butterflies.
He looked up and saw a tall, thin guy with long hair and an artistic look appeared in his office at some point.
“Yo.”
The guy raised his head and smiled at Mason, saying:
"Don't look for others to die. I'll go with them. In fact, I'm enough. You know, I am a legion by myself."
Large group!
Mason's eyes lit up.
Indeed, how could I forget about this guy.
This guy is a super fighter that the Captain picked up from Utopia. When the worlds merged, he played the role of Magneto in the Gotham world. He disappeared for a few days after that and probably went to wander around various worlds. He has just returned.
As for why he knew the details of Project 2149, this question is very unprofessional.
For a super mutant who possesses more than 300 Omega-level powers, Mason's thoughts could not be hidden from him at all.
"You are indeed suitable, but the question is what are your motives and reasons?"
The captain did not rush to make a judgment. He leaned back in his boss chair, crossed his arms and looked at the crowd in front of him as if he was really recruiting. He said:
"You have to give me a good reason to convince me to put you in this very important position, right? I'm not trying to anger you on purpose, but your mental problems are a huge hidden danger."
"Reasons are so boring!"
Daqun snorted, walked up to Mason's desk, tapped on the table and said:
“I can give you many in a minute. You see, my world was destroyed by the shameless sneak attack of the Council. I have to avenge my world, right?
Secondly, although Professor Supreme is not my father, he did help me improve my bad mental condition and prevented me from continuing to be crazy.
This is a favor that must be repaid.
In the end, you saved us and you still have the diamond cradle in your hand. Whether utopia can be restored depends on your decision.
Isn't it my duty to please you in this situation?"
"That's not what I wanted to hear, Swarm."
Mason shook his head and said:
"I want to hear your true thoughts. Why do you have to participate in this operation?"
The group hesitated.
As Mason watched, the super mutant with an unruly personality took a deep breath. The next moment, more than 300 different voices rang out from his mouth at the same time, forming a rather strange sound that merged and vibrated in Mason's ears:
“We want the God Lord Doom dead!
In this way, he will feel the anger from Utopia, just like your obsession, all evil will be punished! We help you kill Mephisto, and you help us get rid of Doom!
Equivalent exchange. "
"Why don't you do this yourself?"
Mason asked again.
The voices of the crowd returned to the main personality again. The super mutant pinched a cigarette out of the air and held it between his lips with a very melancholy look. He whispered:
"I tried, and I failed. Fairy power is the nemesis of me and all energy-type superhumans. I can't do it."
"Very good, this kind of honesty is what I want to see. Did you bring your resume?"
Mason asked, and Daqun smiled and squeezed his fingers gently.
A resume appeared out of nowhere and was sent to Mason. The captain took one last look at him, picked up the stamping machine and stamped it with a bright red "pass" stamp.
He stood up and held out his hand to the crowd, saying:
"Well, welcome to the Death World Commando, Swarm. And you won't have to wait too long for Utopia's revival. We'll be there when the time is right.
The mutants have waited too long for the dawn, and I don't want to disappoint them again."
