Chapter 413 28. Although we are villains, we also have consciences! (serious face)
Mason forges in his workshop.
Every time he hammered the thunder forged hammer in his hand, sparks flew out. He was holding several hunter's swords in his hand, which were being repaired and maintained. Ciri was an excellent demon hunter, but the quality of the heritage weapons in her hands was too high. It is difficult to find a blacksmith who can maintain them perfectly.
Although I cherish these artifacts left by my father every time I use them, over time it is inevitable that some "hidden injuries" will accumulate that are not easy to detect.
For blacksmiths like Mason who are seeking breakthroughs in their skills, repairing high-grade weapons is also a kind of "practice", so this wave of free repairs is a win-win situation.
He was busy using a thunder forging hammer to re-maintain the blade of the Lady of the Lake Sword, while at the other end of the workroom, Thor, holding a beer, listened to Harley's slightly exaggerated story next to him. How Mason got Mjolnir in the wasteland, and the brotherly feud between Thor and Logic in the wasteland were told in a story-telling way.
She said it with excitement on her face, and Thor's face hurt when he heard it.
After the little cutie finished speaking embellished, the party Thor melancholy took a sip of the cosmic brew prepared by Thanos, turned to Mason and said:
"In your hometown, did I really sleep with Loki? And he died for me?"
"Huh?"
Mason, who was immersed in his work, raised his head in shock, looked at Thor, and then at Harley who was whistling with her head turned away, and said:
"Don't listen to her nonsense. You and Loki are only brothers. It originated from your father's mistake in not returning Laufey's son to the Frost Giants when he was conquering them.
But in this world, Odin did the right thing and did not try to raise his enemy's son as his own, so similar stories between you will never happen again. ”
"Well, this sounds much better."
The party Thor was relieved. Although he did have a good relationship with the Frost Giant Prince Loki, and they often drank and had fun together, it was still unbearable to develop some super-friendship relationship.
At least Sif won't be able to pass that level.
The two of them were about to talk about marriage, and the sudden knowledge that their fiancé was a bi-plug would probably drive the more conservative and traditional Valkyrie crazy.
"So, that forging hammer was given to you by my space-time alien?"
Thor, the king of the party, asked, but Mason did not hide the truth. He patted the Black Death Sword tattoo on his left wrist and said:
"It was me who forcibly broke another law you made before you died, which caused Mjolnir to lose its power and can only be used for forging. But to be honest, this thing is really good when used as a hammer forger."
As he spoke, he raised the Sword of the Lake Lady and skillfully rubbed it with the epic sword oil made by alchemy. This blade of a virtue artifact showed a different kind of brilliance in Mason's hands. It even made a crisp sword sound while waving it.
"Look, she's singing."
Mason listened to the sweet sound of the sword, nodded with satisfaction, and returned the Sword of the Lake Lady, which had an additional [Thunder Blade] entry after maintenance, to Ciri in both hands.
The moment the hunter held the sword and sheathed it, dazzling lightning rose from the scabbard. This visible strengthening effect made Ciri blink.
In the spirit of using them to the point of death, she took out many of her spare swords on the spot and gave them to Mason for further maintenance.
The captain shrugged and did not refuse the job. This was completely different from his usual attitude of seizing time to do things. It was as if he was suddenly free and ready to enjoy life at a slow pace.
However, the cruel truth is that the price of Mason's leisure is that twelve water clones are still working day and night in his suitcase factory.
Hypocritical capitalists only exploit poor people, but real capitalists always start their journey by oppressing themselves. How can there be any quiet time?
It's just water avatars without human rights who are carrying a heavy burden.
"Then what is the law that the other one left on the hammer before I died?"
When Mason picked up the sword "Jivielle" that Ciri used more frequently and prepared to repair the weapon, Thor suddenly asked another question in front of him, making Mason look up at him in surprise and said:
"You haven't left yet? Is it so interesting to watch me forge? I'm warning you, although the fragment of the Black Death Sword is sleeping, it is eyeing the godhead in you. Be careful that it bites you."
"I'm far away, it's okay."
Thor waved his hand, stared at Mason and said:
"Just tell me, I am very interested in another thing that I was thinking about before I died. According to my estimation, such a heroic god like me will not flinch even in the face of death!
So my final order must be to order Quake to fight until the last moment!
Or give it a guardian order, let it inherit my heroic heart, and look for the next hero who is qualified to lift it! ”
The party king Thor seems to be a hero who likes YY very much.
He said a lot of words in a nonchalant manner. After he put all the beautiful halo on himself, he looked at Mason expectantly and waited for him to reveal the answer.
The captain hesitated for a moment and finally decided to tell the truth.
He gave Thor a strange look and said:
"Another of your last orders is to pray to everyone who can read the Holy Word of Mjolnir to save your brother, Loki. Well, the Prince of Lies over there did indeed 'die for love' for you."< br>
"It's getting weird!"
Thor screamed in shock and shouted:
"You still say there is no adultery between the two of them? I don't even believe it!"
"Ah, yes, yes! I don't think I lied to you, right?"
Harry next to him also waved his fists and shouted with bright eyes:
"In your situation, if you continue, you will definitely break the ethical boundaries. I am not lying to you, am I?"
"Ahem, if you are really bored, why not go and investigate the movements of the Skrulls?"
The two living treasures were arguing in the studio, which affected Mason's forging repairs. He said to Thor, who was drinking wine:
"Right now, all the heroes in Wakanda are weak and recuperating. There are only a few who can move. You are the most powerful among them and can still fly. We also need first-hand information.
You can't keep drinking and partying here until the war starts, right? ”
"Hmph, are you looking down on people? I can keep drinking until the world is destroyed!"
The God of Thunder curled his lips in disdain, but the "haunted story about Thor and Loki" he heard from Mason made him feel uncomfortable all over. He simply turned around and turned into a bolt of thunder and disappeared at the entrance. Soon there were thunder and lightning splashing everywhere. Explosions sounded above Wakanda, which was the sound of Thor going to other areas to investigate.
Ciri folded her arms and leaned against the forging table admiring Mason's work. She said nothing to disturb the process, but Harley hid in the door and looked left and right. Whenever the little sweetheart was alone with the hunter lady, she All a little nervous.
Long-legged riding boots, silver-haired female boss or something
Hey~ I can't help but think of some bad things.
"Mason, come to the control room! There are some things you need to see."
Nearly an hour later, Mason had just completed the maintenance of Ciri's weapon and was about to rest for a few minutes before starting his own forging skill upgrade plan, when he received a serious message from Zhang Parker.
Mr. Zhang said to him:
"In addition, Dr. Reed's theoretical construction of the Skrull-specific virus has been completed. Black Panther has opened the instruments of the Royal Biological Laboratory to us. Now it's time for your magical alchemy to come on stage!"
"So fast?"
Mason's eyes widened and he looked down at his watch.
It would have been less than five hours since Dracula took over the research and development task. Mister Sinister had spent several days in Utopia but had not solved the problem, and he had solved it in only one-sixth of a day?
Is this the power of a super brain that is so magical that it is almost metaphysical?
With such a feeling of "so terrifying", Mason quickly returned to the main control room with Shirley and Harry, only to find that a bunch of people were already standing here.
Nick Fury and the commander of S.H.I.E.L.D., the leader of the mutant X-Men, the Inhuman royal family, the king and general of Wakanda, etc., all the leaders of the resistance to the Skrull coalition are here.
Something big must have happened.
On the optical projection of the Wakanda supercomputer in front of everyone, there was a guy who was very familiar to Mason talking to this group of people.
"Green Goblin?"
Mason stared at the Green Goblin on the projection who had almost the same sinister expression as old Norman, but was younger and in his prime in this world. The latter did not notice him, but was looking at Black Panther and Nick Fury. Rui said:
"I'm sure those Skrulls are causing big trouble in New York City. You bastards abandoned the city and left us in the tank! What a superhero who saves the distressed."
"No nonsense, Norman Osborne!"
Fury, who was holding his hands behind his back, said coldly:
"Since you took the initiative to contact us, it proves that you can't handle what you discovered. Say! What are the Skrulls doing in New York City?"
"They're setting up a weird instrument."
The Green Goblin, who had been robbed, snorted and said angrily:
"A very large instrument. I tried my best to hack into Spider-Man's 'Spider Web' system used to monitor New York to confirm this. Those green-skinned alien bastards are carrying a lot of things from their Queen's flagship. Times Square Assembly
I can't tell its function.
But I'm sure that if that thing is activated, it will definitely cause a pretty bad situation.
I contacted a group of people in New York who couldn't escape, and now I'm hiding in my building to hold on. Those Skrull bastards gave us eight hours to consider whether to surrender.
But their time is not given casually.
With their current assembly progress, the instrument will definitely be activated after eight hours.
So if you superheroes still want to save the world or something, come back here quickly and we can work together to support that damn machine. ”
This request for alliance seemed so unreal coming from the mouth of a super villain, and everyone in the control room also expressed doubts about it, but Nick Fury replied expressionlessly:
"Keep the communication open and wait for our news. Take care of your people and don't act casually."
After speaking, Fury winked at Mr. Zhang, who then cut off communication and remotely accessed the cobweb monitoring system he had left in New York City. After adjusting the screen, he projected the current scene in Times Square.
It turns out that the Green Goblin wasn't lying about this.
The Skrull Legion that landed there surrounded it layer by layer, using various war machines to build a very exaggerated three-dimensional defense line.
There is indeed a large instrument in the center of the defense line that is being quickly assembled. Its appearance is as tall and sharp as an alien signal tower.
"So, what do you think?"
Fury looked back at the commanders. The gloomy guy may have an answer in his mind, but now he wants to hear other people's opinions.
Mason shook his head. He was not interested in the decision-making process. The cunning braised egg must have prepared a set of arguments to persuade others to adopt his suggestion.
And in this current format, there is no second choice left for everyone.
He walked straight to Dr. Reed, who was busy. The latter extended his fingers as flexibly as rubber to manipulate complex equipment. On the record board in front of him, there was already a complex molecular formula and a chemical creation. Synthetic path.
When Mason looked at it, a line of information immediately popped up on the character card:
"The formula of 'Special Neurotoxin for Skrulls' is included. The completeness of this formula is: perfect. It requires Alchemy Level 7 to make it."
"So, instead of using targeted genes as a breakthrough point, you used more traditional neurotoxins?"
Mason glanced at Dr. Reed who was finishing up, and he said softly:
"Why? We have the original genetic sample of the Skrulls in our hands. You can use it to make more powerful weapons."
"There are traces of artificial intervention in their genes, and that kind of 'enhancement' will allow them to quickly update their coping strategies according to their genetic weakness, Mason."
Dr. Reed explains:
"This is why you took out instruments that could interfere with their genetic stability twice in a row, but they were unable to take effect for a long time. Your method triggered the 'self-upgrade' program programmed in their genes.
So if we continue to launch attacks against genes, they will still iterate quickly to complete their resistance to genetic weapons, which is not worth the gain.
Believe me.
Neurotoxins that directly target the Skrull's cellular structure are more effective in this regard and are enough to kill them all. Also, I designed this, take a look. ”
He handed Mason an instrument drawing that looked like a random graffiti and explained:
"This is for."
"Identify Skrull disguised energy weapons by projecting short energy blasts of special particles. No need to explain, Reed, I am also a pretty good engineer.
I can see how it works. ”
Mason looked at the ingenious design in front of him, and had to admit in his heart that the intelligence gap between himself and Mr. Fantastic was so huge that it was despairing.
What did this guy grow up eating? Does every appetizer require three bottles of melatonin?
How long is this brain?
Everyone obviously has the same brain structure, and they all have a little bit of meat growing in their brains. Why is your pig brain so good?
"I immediately started making this discrimination instrument."
Mason flicked the drawing in his hand and glanced at the neurotoxin molecular formula listed by Dr. Reed. He pushed the frame and said:
"Give me another three hours and I can make a sample of this poisonous gas."
"Three hours?"
Dr. Reed was now shocked.
He knew exactly how difficult it was to design the molecular formula himself.
According to his most optimistic estimate, it would take at least three days to synthesize this ultra-complex liquid toxin in the laboratory, and this is assuming there are no errors in the experiment.
He looked at Mason like he was a monster.
After a few seconds, he sighed and said:
"Ah, I have always been proud of my intelligence, but I have to admit that you crushed me in terms of practical ability. Is just three hours really enough?"
Mason did not answer immediately, but communicated through the connection between the main body and the water avatar that Mason No. 5 and No. 11 had already started preparing materials in the alchemy laboratory of the suitcase factory.
After receiving the confirmation reply, he said to Dr. Reed:
"If everything goes well, it might only take about a hundred and fifty minutes. I have special techniques to speed up the process."
Seeing the admiration and inquiry on Shengun De's face again, Mason felt a sense of joy in his heart.
Oops, did I trick you?
For people with skills, being praised by laymen is not something to be happy about. Only recognition from experts in the same industry is something to be proud of.
Hey, Shengun De said that I am better than him, which can be regarded as lighting up an incredible achievement.
"Mason, we're going back to New York."
Fury's voice sounded from the side, and he said seriously:
"That machine cannot be left alone, nor can the Skrulls be allowed to continue to be arrogant. Do you want to act with us?"
"Four hours later, that's the shortest amount of time it takes for a secret tool to be weaponized."
Mason looked at the time on his watch and said:
"You can leave early, but you must persist until this time comes. The Skrulls will be completely defeated today, I promise! But, Fury, be careful of Norman."
He rubbed his eyebrows and said:
"I'm very familiar with the Green Goblin in another world. If your Norman Osborn has half the strategy of that old guy, then I'm sure his motive for contacting you is impure.
In this world, he doesn't even have a son, so there's no way he can be tied to anything and he doesn't have a final conscience. In addition, only five of his Sinister Six appeared in the communication, and the sixth one is still in the fog.
You have to prepare early. "(End of Chapter)