Chapter 309 8. The black guy wandering around Gotham in the middle of the night may not be Batman, he may be.
"The Hal Jordan who was brought back actually became a Green Lantern! But there's something wrong with his oath and suit. As expected of the Green Lantern Corps, which is full of strange things, the probability of 'mutated species' appearing is much higher than that of other lantern groups. Much.”
On the top floor of the Afterlife Bar, the busy Mason did not forget to observe the two green lights flying and chasing each other at the end of the sky.
Although the drone was not released to watch the whole process of Hal's transformation in the different world, for his Isu perception, which is currently being explored, it is still difficult to hear the sound if there is only one floor. Very relaxing.
At this moment, he was both happy that Hal's "job change" was successful, and also slightly troubled that this guy had attracted the attention of Hal in this world.
The original plan was to put him into the old man's covert operation as an assistant.
Now that everything is exposed, how can you hide it?
But if you think about it carefully, Green Lantern's fighting style and his abilities are really not suitable for sneaky actions.
Leaving aside the fact that such a large group of green light is easy to detect, this model of drawing power from the emotional spectrum is inherently a very "idealistic" power, resulting in the Lanterns' upper and lower limits being quite astonishing.
These guys are notoriously unstable.
When it is strong, it can ignite the sun. When it is weak, the lamp ring can be stolen quietly by the master. This happened three times
Therefore, instead of forcing him to hide in the shadows, it is better to let him act openly and to divert the attention of the informants when necessary.
Only in this way can things done openly and secretly cooperate with each other.
On the contrary, Hal Jordan did not arrive here through the gate of the world. He will have nothing to do with the stars. His identity is currently only known to Xiao Shen. He is quite free in this world, being an elusive lone ranger hero and always ready. Free agents to support any action are also pretty good.
Thinking of this, Mason sent a message to Hal Jordan, and then stopped caring about the "playfulness" between the Lanterns.
He returned his attention to the making of the inscription at hand.
At his feet were already filled with more than half a box of Dark Moon cards and some processed Isu trinkets, which were by-products of inscription-rushing skills. They were of low grade and were mainly used by the servant army being formed.
He wanted to extract the world coordinates on the Weapon
The Isu ghost Consus hovered next to Mason, guiding him in the engraving of primary Isu inscriptions and explaining to him how these inscriptions worked.
In fact, if you calculate carefully, Mason has quite a lot of knowledge in this area.
He has mastered more than a dozen scattered inscriptions from the Asgardian domain, and the inscriptions from the Olympus gods from Paradise Island have also been basically collected due to Zha Kang's search in the old man's world.
However, the entry level difficulty of these divine inscriptions is at Level 6, so it is not yet possible to count on them.
"You've mastered it, my brother."
After Mason completed the inscription imprinting quickly and well again, Consus praised:
"Your craftsmanship is comparable to the best inscription craftsmen in Feiyan City. You are worthy of inheriting the knowledge of the 'divine craftsman'. I don't think you need to try the production of these individual inscriptions now. Try the more difficult ones." Make something.
golden apple.
Or biological bait.
They are all the masterpieces of the Isu inscription system. Being able to make the finished product with your own hands means that your craftsmanship will reach a new level. ”
“It’s not impossible to arrive.”
Mason shrugged, glanced at the Isu talent [Forger] on the character card, and found that the latter's upgrade requirement of making 2,000 Isu creations had reached 1,827 over time.
If you work hard in the next few days, you might be able to upgrade.
He laid out the materials again and prepared to try making biological bait.
It was the Isu genetic biology "bomb" that could be "transformed" that was found in the Grand Temple in New York. Although Mason didn't know much about Isu genetic engineering, Consus behind him was a leader in this field. With his patience, Mason should have no problem making basic biological bait.
"You don't have the gene fragments of the giant biological beasts that we used to use, so you can't make high-level biological baits, but you can try it from the gene fragments of ordinary creatures first."
Consus reminded:
"Mix your magical alchemy skills, first purify those gene fragments, then use engineering to create the shell and inducer of the biological bait, and finally use inscription skills to imprint a distribution system for it.
Eventually you will get a very special 'Bio Bomb'.
Just throw it at the enemy to destroy the target's genes and transform it into the form you want. It may be ineffective against strong enemies, but it is much better for cleaning up minions than your current engineering bombs.
You are a craftsman, my brother.
You should be more focused instead of wasting your time on clearing out clutter. ”
"It makes sense."
Mason nodded in agreement and began to devote himself to the production of "new toys".
Although the process mentioned by Consus is quite complicated, in fact, for Mason, who has gradually improved in various skills, as long as he finds the trick, this set of processes will not encounter insurmountable obstacles.
Only thirty minutes later, the first biological bait bomb made by him was engraved.
The finished product looks like a golden apple but is very dark. The surface of the palm-sized metal ball is engraved with a combination of geometric Isu inscriptions nested in layers. There are twelve basic inscriptions engraved on it, and they are combined with each other to achieve complexity. function.
Consus was right.
This type of combined attempt tests the patience and skill of the craftsman more than the production of a single inscription, and is more in line with the "excellence in excellence" characteristics required by Mason's manufacturing industry.
The moment he finished carving the last line of the inscription, he could feel the biological bait bomb in his hand begin to actively absorb free energy from the surrounding environment to complete its self-charging.
This means that this thing has been successfully produced.
He put the dim metal ball in his hand in front of his eyes to check, and the information label popped up:
Primary creature bait bomb·Crocodile
Quality: Excellent Engineering/Inscription/Alchemy Creation·Outstanding Craftsmanship
Special effect: This biological bait is full of [Gene Fragment·Killer Crocodile]. After being activated, it will exert the [Gene Recombination] effect on all lives within 50 yards, forcing the target life form to be changed to "Weakened·Killer Crocodile".
The duration of this effect varies depending on the stability of the target gene. The upper limit is 24 hours and the lower limit is 0.1 seconds.
Notice!
The biological decoy bomb can be charged autonomously and used multiple times. However, in the case of external energy, the bomb becomes one-time effective, and its range and intensity will be greatly increased.
hint!
This type of biological bomb can achieve forced changes to the target's life form by replacing the internal preset gene segments. However, using the same type of biological bait multiple times on the same target will cause the target to become resistant to the effects of genetic recombination.
Producer: Mason Cooper
Item Description: What do you want this crap for? You listen to me, change your job to a mage now and practice hard for a few days before you can learn the "Sheep Transformation Technique". Magic is much easier to use than this bomb (dog head).
"Hey, you finally did something good."
Mason winked when he looked at the item description this time.
He stroked the freshly baked biological bait bomb in his hand, grinned and said:
"If you hadn't mentioned this, I wouldn't have been able to connect it with the fantasy magic of sheep transformation. Isn't this just a technological version of sheep transformation?
It also works in groups, which is great.
Hmm.
Suddenly I had a great idea. ”
He tossed out his suitcase and jumped in. A few minutes later, Mason emerged holding several test tubes filled with black blood.
There was also the yelling of the zombie three-headed dog Maomao coming from the box.
As the strength of Team K has increased, this zombie three-headed dog has become "unemployed" and is now tied up by Mason as a watchdog outside the suitcase factory.
However, like Professor McGonagall, this guy was also "cooked" under the influence of the Resurrection Stone fragments.
At least he won't bite Mason again.
As for the coward Ya Ya, that guy was handed over to the female pirate Lady Elizabeth, and is now in a "free range" state. It is said that he is very familiar with a group of "zombie buddies" in the abandoned city of New York.
The survivors of the pirate world have begun to clean up the city with the support of the old Green Goblin.
As the daughter of a former pirate king and governor, Lady Elizabeth was going to lead them to start living in the wasteland there, and Yaya could at least provide them with a little warning.
"This thing is definitely not as good as the mythical three-headed dog Cerberus, but it is also a serious magical creature. As long as pure biological genes are purified, it can be made into a more powerful biological bait."
Mason shook the black blood in his hand and said:
"When we encounter a siege, throw out the bombs and turn them into three-headed dogs to bite each other. Just think about it. Wait, they can become ferocious three-headed dogs. Why do they need to be used by the enemy?"
The captain rubbed his chin, as if the door to a new world suddenly opened.
He looked at the biological bait bomb in front of him and said:
"If you modify the effect, you can use it as a temporary reinforcement for your own people? This thing is much more convenient than spraying medicine, right? Well, the 'Druid' servant army of Team K?
It feels very interesting! ”
——
The darkness was long, and it soon reached dawn. The bustling Afterlife Bar gradually became quiet, and even the guests who had played all night were a little low on energy.
A black SUV slowly drove up the street and finally stopped in front of the bar.
The car door opened, and a bald old man wearing a leather jacket and an eye patch jumped out. He stretched his body and looked around, and finally looked at the sign and the splendid door of the bar in front of him.
He curled his lips and did not go in immediately. Instead, he waited at the door for his driver to park the car and then walked in with the tall blond man with a perky ass.
This guy knocked on the table at the front desk and said to the smiling android receptionist:
"Is Mason Cooper here?"
The receptionist from the 2077 world said calmly with a professional smile:
"Sir, we don't have the person you're asking about here."
"Really?"
Lao Hei, who looked very social, curled his lips and said:
"But he invited me here tonight. It's a lot of trouble and it's hard to find some time. Why don't you ask me again? By the way, my nickname is Old A."
The receptionist was stunned for a moment.
The two people in front of her didn't look like they were looking for trouble, so she asked her superiors for instructions.
Soon, Miss Hua Zi, the bar business director, who had been busy all night, came out to greet the two guests in person and took them all the way to the top floor.
"With very good shielding skills, the plane here is separated from the outside world. No wonder we can't feel him outside."
The blond man behind Lao Hei whispered.
Without deliberately lowering her voice or avoiding Hua Zi beside her, Miss Hua Zi acted as if she didn't hear any sound and led the two of them to Mason's office without saying a word.
She knocked on the door, and Mason's slightly tired voice came from inside:
"Come in."
Huazi made a "please" gesture to the two guests, then turned and left.
Lao Hei shrugged, reached out and pushed open the door, and saw Mason sitting behind his desk putting a dim biological decoy bomb in the weapons box.
The box was already full of nearly twenty identical gadgets.
"Your place is nice, old K."
The one-eyed black man strode into the office. He was not polite and lay down on the sofa in a familiar manner.
He threw a mobile phone-like device casually, and the next moment, special energy fluctuations reverberated here, instantly constructing a shield covering the room.
The blond man wearing sunglasses beside him tied his hands and stood behind the bald old black man like a soldier.
"Hello, old A."
Mason glanced at the guy sitting on the sofa like an uncle. He took out a bottle of owl potion and gave himself a sip to dispel the fatigue and slow down his fast-moving mind for a moment.
He came to Gotham tonight not only to attend the opening ceremony, but also to meet with the boss of the Quint Society here.
As for the reason, it's very simple.
After all, this is Mason's base camp. If something goes wrong, just one piece of news can bring the entire Zhenglian Alliance to help.
This is the safest place Mason can find. Although he doesn't think anything dangerous will happen during tonight's meeting, he wants to be prepared.
Mason stood up, put the weapon box filled with biological decoy bombs back into his bag, and glanced at the translucent character card in front of him.
The inscription skill that has reached Level 4+1 is enough for him to extract the world coordinates on the Weapon X card, but the conversation with the titular "boss" is obviously more important at the moment.
He walked out of the desk, pulled up a chair and sat next to Old A. He reached out to activate the gravity ring in his hand and took out a bottle of wine and three glasses from the cupboard, which landed firmly on the table between the two of them.
"I've thought about it."
While Mason opened the wine bottle, he said warmly to the bald and one-eyed old man in front of him:
"That A-level seat is not suitable for me at the moment, so I gave up its allocation rights to Q. That is her responsibility. With the current strength of Team K and I, it is enough to be a low-key B-level team. .
I appreciate your kindness, but I really don't need it. ”
"You can make your own arrangements."
Old A waved his hand and said nonchalantly:
"Anyway, with the talent and ability you have shown, even if you don't need a little help from me, it is a sure thing to enter the A-level twelve-member council in a short time.
I just want to be a smooth favor.
Alas, I am indeed old.
I can't even control the minds of young people. Maybe it's time for me to abdicate and make way for others. It would be nice to go back to a garden world and live my old life as a local bully. ”
"You are joking, Mr. Nick Fury."
Mason glanced at him, pushed the glass filled with wine in front of him, and said:
"In the world where you exist, your fame is so great that no one dares to underestimate you. Mr. Steve Rogers, don't stand there, sit down too.
This conversation is safe with me and I promise no one will disturb us.
However, what is your code name within the organization? ”
"No. 3."
Captain Steve, the blond man, replied simply:
"As the captain and commander of the third Conqueror Sequence of the Liquidator Corps, Team K's actions in Osborne Tower were crisp and clean, and I admire them very much."
"It turns out that you helped me deal with the trouble I caused the first time. I really caused trouble for you."
Mason showed a sincere smile, raised his glass and said:
"Thank you, Captain."
"It doesn't have to be like this. We are all soldiers in the same trench, and we should help each other."
Captain Steve was indeed as humble and polite as rumored. He waved his hands and said:
"The knowledge and information that Team K brought back from the Isu world and the War World really helped us a lot. Frankly speaking, the haze of the Third Impact has been washed away a lot because of your outstanding contributions.
I feel that an A-level seat is not even enough to reward your contribution. ”
"Okay, gentlemen, no more business talk."
The neglected bald old Hei picked up the wine glass, coughed a little unhappily, and said:
"The clone I left in the Hope Council will be found out after being active for at most thirty minutes. We have to go back before then. Old J's broken ship is still waiting in Gotham Port.
Crossing the world is a hard process, not to mention having to fucking avoid those malicious eyes.
So, let’s get down to business. ”
He crossed his legs and looked at Mason, showing his strong white teeth and said:
"What the hell are you doing? If you have any dissatisfaction with us, just tell us immediately. The end of the world is just around the corner, and we don't have time to guess riddles here.
Openness and honesty are the prerequisite for unity.
If you can't pee in the same pot, it would be best for everyone to part ways as soon as possible.
What do you think?
Mason Cooper. "(End of Chapter)