Chapter 209 7. Come on, Wade, give him a hard job! ——Happy New Year's Eve【1415】
Star Castle, Mr. Hunter's office.
After running to deliver the transfer door components to Mason but finding out that the guy had secretly found a "new friend", Ciri was very unhappy and took off her mask and threw it on the table.
She wasn't just angry because of this incident, but she suspected that the previously evil swordsman might have taken advantage of her when she wasn't paying attention.
As far as she knew, the force behind the Swordsman was fully capable of bypassing the Star Castle to obtain such a thing, but the problem was that the Swordsman's force was very exclusive, almost to the point of being "isolated from the world."
Why should they take such a big risk to help Mason, a little-known C-level personnel?
Could it be that there are secrets about Mason that he hasn't discovered yet?
After making herself a cup of coffee to calm down, the hunter Shirley, who was sitting in the chair, thought about what Mason had just said about the Quint Society. She suddenly discovered that the little bastard who no one believed had said it. It's not unreasonable.
I have indeed secretly caused many obstacles for the Stars Association in recent years. Those promising pioneer teams were put under my direct supervision and after confirming that they were hopeless, I randomly found a difficult world and threw it in like garbage.
Only then did the "horrible legend" spread that he had taken human lives lightly in the Association of Stars.
However, after so many years, the only survivors of the pioneering teams she discovered personally were Anna's Akers team and Afterlife team, and at most Mason's K team.
This shows how poor the standards of the Stars Club are when selecting members.
However, this seems to be the maximum level of authority Quint would give her for sabotage operations.
She did follow the instructions and cut off many of the "evil branches" of the Society of Stars, but she almost never touched on the real core issues of the organization. Old A kept letting herself be patient, persuading herself to learn to accept the necessary sacrifices.
She had heard these words so often that she had even spoken out the original words to persuade Mason, but Mason's unreasonable answer stunned her like a heavy hammer.
Yes!
What does Lao A and their "great goals" have to do with themselves?
I originally joined them just to avenge my parents, but after more than ten years of hiding, I had to give up my main goal and instead serve their ideals?
"So is it possible that, just like what Mason wanted to say but didn't dare to say in front of me, I was really just regarded as a puppet who was installed as a mentor in the Society of Stars?
Am I really irreplaceable? ”
Xili asked herself at this moment.
She found that she couldn't get an answer, and this feeling was even worse than finding out that she was really a puppet.
She would have had no worries if she didn't think about these things, but Mason's little devil seemed to have opened a box in her mind, making her dare not easily trust those people she used to call "companions".
The most extreme thing she did to the Society of Stars and other organizations in the past was to take advantage of the opportunity to kill a few legions of liquidators, or to ambush one or two weak conquerors.
I thought this job was quite valuable before.
But he did the same thing less than two months after joining Team K. Under such terrifying efficiency and contrast, Xili suddenly realized that he seemed to have been fishing for more than ten years.
It's still the kind of "freezing" fish, a typical boiled frog in warm water.
She put the cup on the table a little irritably, planning to take a bath and relax before her next inspection, but as soon as she got up, Mason's soul-searching question came to mind again:
If we just think differently but don't take action, what is the meaning of this organization's existence?
They clearly do have the ability to do more.
“If good people don’t do something, bad people will fill the gaps.”
Xili couldn't remember where she heard this sentence, but at this moment she stood up from her chair and walked to the window of the office and looked at the scenery that once belonged to her own world.
Mason said something before that deeply hurt her.
He said he finally understood why Old K was in such pain at the end of his life.
Ciri was actually hiding something from Mason.
Regarding the disaster in the Caribbean world, when Old K received an order from the Association of Stars to spread the zombie virus in the Caribbean world, he also sought out Ciri to resist the task, but Ciri finally convinced him on the grounds that the organization needed him to lurk.
Ciri thought she had convinced him.
"Ciri the Hound."
The silver-haired huntress closed her eyes and whispered, then she took a deep breath, turned around, walked to the drawer, opened it, took out an old communication device, and activated the special communication module.
A few seconds later, she said to the phone:
"Morgan, do you still remember V's last proposal? I thought about it and thought your idea might make sense, so let's take action now.
I'll be deploying an additional transfer gate module to you over the next hour.
But you have to complete the transfer of the two special D-class worlds that you have marked in the next three days, those worlds that you thought were salvageable but were judged to be 'worthless'.
remember!
This is your proposal! So don’t complain to me about being tired next time, okay? ”
"Afterlife team received it! Set off immediately."
Morgan Blackhand's voice came from it, with a hint of surprise. However, when accepting the task, this mercenary leader from the 2077 era asked curiously:
"Mr. Hunter, didn't you say before that this proposal is too risky and may expose us? Why is it so sudden?"
"It's nothing, I just suddenly have an extra module on hand. It would be a pity to get rid of it like this."
Xili glanced at the magic pocket on the table expressionlessly and said:
"Give me the coordinates and I'll send the module over.
By the way, Morgan, please contact the captains of the three teams of ‘Aegis’, ‘Defender’ and ‘Punishment’ on your behalf. I will wait for them at the Star Castle.
Just wait an hour!
I also want to take this opportunity to see if they and we are in the same boat.”
——
"Pa"
A box of things was thrown from the darkness into the bottom cabin of the Black Pearl. Amidst the noise, a strange guy tried to crawl in through a very small crack.
But he seemed to have miscalculated the dimensions.
It's like an adult trying to crawl through a tunnel prepared for children, but in the end he can only get stuck in it awkwardly. His posture is like a monkey trapped under the mountain, with only his left hand and head left to move.
He sighed, cursing his bad luck under his breath.
It was as if he was used to this bad situation. After he cursed and tried for several minutes but was unable to climb out or retreat, the guy had a sudden change of heart and activated a certain device in the dark.
With a "buzz" sound, his whole body "split into pieces", and his screaming head and a small half of his head smashed into the cabin in an explosion of blood and flesh, and landed at the feet of a person with two clatters.
The "messenger" blinked and raised his head to see Mason, wearing an Isu Pioneer Armor, grabbing a cool-looking technological rifle and staring at him speechlessly.
The guy who sneaked into the Black Pearl decided to show his friendliness, so he tried hard to raise his only remaining hand and said to Mason:
"Hi there."
"Hello, Wade."
Mason recognized this guy.
He carried the improved Widowmaker behind his back, squatted down and looked at the "human stick" in front of him, hesitating whether to pick up his torn body.
Mason should do it.
But he didn't want to because it was too disgusting.
This guy almost blew himself apart.
"Did Sir Swordsman ask you to deliver this transfer gate module?"
Mason quickly changed the subject, pretending that he had a sudden eye attack and did not see the remains of the body covering the bottom of the tank at all. He said:
"Why don't you go through the main entrance? I've even sent someone to wait for you at the Gate of the World."
"How boring is it to go through the main entrance?"
The guy with the black and red hood suddenly boasted proudly:
"I am carrying out a secret mission that cannot be discovered by the bad guys from the Society of Stars. A secret mission, do you understand? Secrecy is the first priority.
It's a pity that there is something wrong with this transmission belt again.
I knew that the craftsmanship of those bastard engineers at Star Castle was too cool. They had guaranteed that the accident rate had dropped below 15.24%.
As a result, I was hit every time. If it hadn't worked a few times, I would have doubted whether they were retaliating against me. Don't worry, it only takes a few minutes for me to grow back.
Well, I can already feel it in my calves.”
"Well, God, this scene is really terrible."
Mason reached up and covered his eyes.
As an alchemist, I have seen many disgusting scenes, but the one in front of me really belongs to the kind that should be mosaicd.
He couldn't stand the damn smell here, so he took out a good-quality healing potion and poured it into the A-level personnel at his feet to help him recover faster.
A few minutes later, the A-class personnel who finally "grew back" and nicknamed "Crazy" Deadpool finally stood up. He cheered, wiped the non-existent sweat, and swayed his hips again. He made obscene movements to confirm that all his parts were there, and then turned back to look at Mason, who was already checking the components of the transfer door.
He walked forward, put his hand on Mason's shoulder in a familiar manner, and said without hesitation:
"What are you capable of, man?"
"I have some Isu blood, I can make some things, and my guns are pretty accurate, but other than that, I'm just a weak C-level personnel."
Mason replied humbly.
He would be checking the integrity of the additional components used in the World Gate. If someone else had sent them, there would be no need to check them.
But since this guy was the delivery person, Mason felt that he had to check it at least three times.
But Mr. Wade was very dissatisfied with Mason's answer. The white eyepatch on his blood-stained crimson mask twisted into big and small eyes according to his mood, and he puffed his beard and said with a glare:
"That's not what I asked, I meant uh, forget it, let's not talk about it.
But I found that something is not right about you young man. Ordinary C-level personnel are frightened when they see an A-level boss like me. Some enthusiastic C-level girls will even take the initiative to invite me to 'coach' them.
Why are you so calm?
I'm still waiting for you to give me some gifts to build a good relationship with me or something. By the way, if it weren't for this benefit, who would be willing to travel such a long distance.
The swordsman assured me that you are a rich man and spend a lot of money. ”
"Well, it's probably because I just saw an A-level personnel die in front of me a few days ago. Gee, that was such a tragic death."
Mason glanced at the grumbling guy next to him and said:
"Maybe I haven't come out of that shadow yet, so I neglected you. Mr. Wade, please forgive me. Of course I prepared the gift. How could I let you go in vain?
Let me see, where did I put that thing?
That's what I carefully selected.
Oh, here it is! ”
Mason took out the "Reward of Cerberus" from his arms and tossed it up and down in his hand. Consus, the Isu ghost that only he could see, floated next to Mason and tried to dissuade him:
"No! Giving this to him will turn him into a monster. He doesn't have Isu blood."
Mason pretended not to hear.
He threw the dangerous but attractive and mysterious biological mutagen to Deadpool who came to deliver something. The latter immediately beamed when he saw the benefit.
That damn crimson mask also turned into a crooked smiling face for some reason.
He whistled and took the thing in his hand. At the moment of contact, the biological mutagen activated, and a piece of alien gene was injected into Deadpool's already unstable genetic sequence.
The latter yelled, took a few steps back and fell to his knees.
As the obscure Isu fragments merged into his body, his appearance began to change drastically. Amidst the deep roar, within a few minutes, a four-meter-tall "big guy" with horns, hooves and a tail was in the cabin. He stood up shaking his head.
"This"
Consus, the Isu biologist next to Mason, was dumbfounded.
He exclaimed:
"Isn't the mutation speed too fast? How loose should his genes be? Is this person made of building blocks? Can he mutate to this extent just by giving some mutagenic signals?"
"Ah! How did I become a cow?"
Deadpool was turned into a monster, but he didn't panic at all.
He didn't realize that he was being "plotted" at all. Instead, he tilted his big head and looked at his hands, hooves and tail dangling behind his back with interest.
"This is a 'Druid Transformer', Lord Wade."
Mason stepped forward and picked up the camera to capture this precious "test picture" while explaining:
"While holding the Heart of the Behemoth, you will be randomly transformed into four legendary creatures, namely the Minotaur, Medusa, Cyclops and Sphinx.
This is my carefully crafted artifact.
Most people will die after using it once, but your special ability allows you to use it unlimited times because you are so powerful.
If you're willing to accept a little modification, you can also 'unlock' the more powerful 'mythic form' of Cerberus for free! That is, the three-headed dog of hell.
Of course, this small surgery will have to wait until we finish the job. I will complete this small reconstructive surgery for you when we meet next time. ”
"Wow, that sounds cool, man, I love this transformer! It's just like those cool transformation belts that weird guys find. Although the posture and voice when transforming are really shameful, I really I really want to get one for myself
It's a pity that I haven't been able to find a way. ”
Deadpool, who turned into the Minotaur, was more than four meters tall. This cabin couldn't accommodate him at all. He could only squat on the spot, touch the sharp and huge horns and scream to Mason:
"You are so generous. I will definitely say good things to you when I get back, but how do I change this thing back? Although it's cool, I can't always be like this.
Speaking of which, after turning into a minotaur, why did I suddenly want to visit Cyclops' house?
Or any married woman whose husband is not at home."
He squatted on the ground shaking his head and imitated the cow's cry, and then saw Mason pull out the rifle from behind and aim at his heart, and said to him with a hissing sound of charging:
"It's a bit troublesome to change back. I have to dig out the heart of the beast from your body.
Most people would die if they did this, but you won't die. That's why I say that only a 'wonderful man' like you is worthy of this transformer.
Are you ready?
I'm going to shoot, it might hurt a little. ”
"Oh, that's it, then you should be on point!"
Deadpool positioned himself on the spot and exposed his heart to Mason. The young man unceremoniously pulled the trigger and opened a hole in the Deadpool Minotaur's chest with a bang.
The blood-stained Cerberus Prize hit the ground with a thud and rolled to Mason's feet. The huge corpse in front of him fell to the ground and bled while quickly changing from monster form back to human form.
After a few more minutes, Deadpool got up from the ground in high spirits.
There was still blood on his chest but he was full of energy. He happily took the box containing the biological mutagen from Mason, whistled and waved goodbye to him and said:
"I'm leaving now, generous guy. I will put in a good word for you in front of the professor. See you next time! Remember my little surgery, I'm still waiting.
Gee, I can do so much with three heads.
I get excited just thinking about it.”
After saying that, he activated the tattered teleportation belt on his suit again.
With a bang, this inconspicuous guy disappeared. Under Mason's twitching gaze, one arm was left in place, and the five fingers were still twitching. This scene was simply too ghostly.
Then another black hole appeared, and another hand reached out to pick up the arm he had left behind and disappeared completely with a whoosh.
"That guy."
The Isu ghost suspended behind Mason's cloak said with interest:
"With such a powerful self-healing power that reaches the realm of immortality, he is a perfect test subject."
"Yes, he is."
Mason took out a record board marked with biological mutagenesis experiments from behind his back, made a serial number of the photo he just took and pasted it on it. He complained to Consus:
"This guy has been crazy for a long time. It is difficult for his brain to be interested in normal things. If you want to fool him, you have to do some hard work.
I installed a recording device in the biomutagen, which will record in detail Wade Wilson's biological data every time he uses it. When we next meet, the data needed to reproduce this experiment should be enough. .
But are all the subordinates of Lord Swordsman mutants?
Wade just said 'professor' before leaving. ”
Mason rubbed his chin, and after a few seconds, he said with a subtle expression:
"It seems that after things here are over, I will have to check my genes in depth."
"No need to check, my brother."
Consus hovered behind Mason and said:
"The Shroud has a complete biological information extraction function. Your carrier is an ordinary human being who possesses the triple-helix DNA characteristics of Isu creatures when it awakens."
"I used to think so too."
Mason looked at his fingers and said:
"But to be honest, I don't dare to be so sure now." (End of Chapter)