Chapter 518 64. Roll up your sleeves and work hard, everyone from the Mason Production Team! New orders are on the way
Mason, who returned from Star Castle, immediately got to work.
The equipment catalog previously compiled and submitted by Team K and non-staff personnel has been revised, so the work routine of the "Mason Manufacturing Group" must be revised before starting work.
In the large lounge on the top floor of Osborne Tower, all twelve water avatars of the Mason Manufacturing Group are here, and everyone still uses different costumes to distinguish their identities.
However, because Mason has very high requirements for his water avatars, he tried his best to give them full intelligence in the early stages. This led to the fact that as Mason's water control ability became more and more sophisticated, the intelligence level of the water avatars also increased by leaps and bounds.
"Ha, from today on I will be called 'Mason Eleven Cooper'!"
Water Avatar No. 11 solemnly announced his major decision to change his name to the other Masons, and was greeted with applause. This guy is a relatively conservative member of the Water Avatar. For others, such a trivial matter as changing his name has long been a problem. Tried it.
Mason, the master of engineering who has the most desire to explore, even began to fall in love with Mason's main Fenrir armor, which was demonized and had hundreds of millions of mental problems.
Anyway, no matter how hard you try, it's just a platonic love, so even though Mason knows about it, he doesn't intend to care about it.
He has lived a harmonious life with Harley and Quinn, and even recently extended his evil hand to his female boss. In such matters of private life, the subject really does not have the confidence to reprimand his avatars. .
This is also the way Mason gets along with his non-staff "brothers".
Everyone enjoys a relatively equal status and treats each other's cooperation as a team-based operation, and there is no forced order.
"Okay, everyone, if you have finished discussing the recent trivial matters, then listen to me now."
Mason, the main body in a gray windbreaker, walked into the lounge holding an equipment catalog. The water clones in front of him stopped talking, and they each put down their drinks.
Probably because they are made of water, these guys are obsessed with tasting liquids with different tastes.
Those with normal tastes prefer fruit juices and fine wines, while those with less normal tastes like to add various potions to their drinks to improve the "taste". The most abnormal ones have already begun to discuss which one is more exciting, armor lubricant or industrial engine oil.
Considering that these water incarnations have inherited part of Mason's main personality, the various quirks they exhibit are theoretically some of the hidden instincts in Mason's personality.
So, is Mason Cooper a potential schizophrenic?
Well, this may explain why he and Harley get along so happily. This is not just love, but also communication between patients!
So that’s it.
Mason tried hard not to pay attention to the abnormal personalities of the water clones, and also tried to convince himself that this must be some damn problem in the use of mutant powers.
He coughed, handed the divided equipment catalog to the persons in charge of their respective fields, put his hands on the table and said to everyone:
"It will be troublesome for everyone in the next period of time. Especially the teams in the two fields of engineering and alchemy must work overtime and endure hardships. This is the situation. At the stage where there are only twenty-nine days left for the fourth impact, it is really difficult There’s not much time left for everyone to rest.”
"Stop being so pretentious, Juche."
Batman Mason took a drink mixed with 30% industrial engine oil, 60% passion fruit and 10% refreshing agent, took a sip, wiped his mouth and said:
"Everyone never gets much rest under you. If you were a bastard boss like you in other companies, you would have chosen a street lamp by yourself.
However, we are not regular employees, so we are allowed to work overtime and so on. We are not unreasonable people, and we will definitely help those who need to be helped.
But there has been a very serious problem that has been plaguing us for a long time. ”
"Baitman is right!"
The blacksmith master Mason slammed the disinfectant in the water on the table. He said to Mason with a wild personality:
"Everyone in the Mason Manufacturing Group works hard and does a good job, but each of us only has one pair of hands. Adding more demands to such heavy work pressure has exceeded our working capacity.
I'm not complaining either.
But if you want to complete various manufacturing orders on time, you have to give us more manpower, right? ”
"You can't ask for a rookie."
Master Alchemist Mason gracefully placed the cup of mecha lubricant that he had finished on the table, indicating that he had drunk too much today and could not drink any more.
Then he picked up an ancient pipe and put it in his mouth. Mason, the inscriptionist sitting next to him, immediately helped the alchemist light the fire.
Amidst the spicy smoke flying around, the Mason Water avatar with the worst dark circles explained:
"We no longer have time to take care of apprentices. According to the new tasks currently assigned and the deadline, the manpower must be doubled at least. In addition, the equipment in various laboratories and production workshops also needs to be updated.
We have commissioned Möbius Chairs to custom-make new tools for us in our manufacturing studio in Osborne Tower.
With the manpower in place, everyone can start work at any time. ”
"That's it, but I didn't say it, Mason."
Tailor Mason was knitting a sweater skillfully while complaining to the subject:
"That chair has a terrible personality. It always likes to express various opinions on things it doesn't understand. Did you destroy the intelligence of the chair by operating it randomly?
Yesterday, it kept pestering me to discuss the four knitting methods of sweaters. It was so stupid. I could complete the production of a sweater with twenty-seven knitting methods with my eyes closed.
How about asking an engineer to help? ”
"I'm not good enough yet. The technology of that thing is a bit high. I have to work harder."
Engineer Mason laughed a few times, looked at the subject again, patted his chest and assured:
"But I'm about to break through!
I already have that feeling. I have accumulated enough experience by repeatedly making different models of Fenrir armor, and have completed the improvement of the BFG9000 firearm."
"Nonsense!"
Next to him, Mason, the first aid master who had been drinking silently and saying nothing, immediately revealed:
"I saw you crying yesterday while holding an exercise book on the Law of Cause and Effect. You were hiding and crying. You were crying miserably. Can you not learn it?
We are all one, why are you so stupid? ”
"Shut up!"
Engineer Mason immediately blushed.
While talking about the law of cause and effect, and saying that he had worked very hard, the entire rest room was filled with joy.
Mason, the subject, also laughed.
But the next moment, everyone else stopped laughing and looked at him coldly. The meaning of those looks was that we just had to laugh. What qualifications do you have to laugh, you lazy guy?
This made the subject cough twice in embarrassment. Well, he was bullied by these bastards in the workplace again.
"In short, there is no need to worry about manpower."
Mason sighed, and he really couldn't ask for more from the hard-working water avatars. If he really opened a factory in reality, having so many good employees would be a good thing that he couldn't get even if he smoked from his ancestral graves. .
Besides, the clones also have bad attitudes, and every improvement in their skills will be fed back to the main body. This is equivalent to Mason getting himself twelve fully automatic operation hooks, and using the rocket to soar into the sky.
Given this kind of treatment, being bullied is not a big problem.
Under the gaze of all the water clones, Mason clapped his hands, and the pure water in the bucket placed in the break room was immediately mobilized, and amidst the exclamations of the clones, he transformed into Masons wearing blue-collar worker uniforms one after another.
As the water flowed, the number of people increased, and finally stopped at thirty-six, which was not an exaggeration.
These "second-time factory" Masons are not as smart as the first-generation water clones. They maintain expressionless faces but are ready to start work at any time, and they are divided next to the twelve clones according to their respective areas of expertise.
In this way, each of the twelve domains has three lower-level avatars that can be deployed, and the originally scarce manpower suddenly becomes more abundant.
"What's going on with these guys?"
Mason, the jeweler with the most elegant and cold temperament, and his whole body full of jewels, looked at the three assistants beside him with a critical look. He pushed up his monocle with dissatisfaction and said:
"What we need are assistants and subjects. What we need is not slaves. If they don't have intelligence, then why don't I ask the Mobius chair to assign robots to me?
wisdom!
Subject, you must understand that wisdom is the foundation on which we stand in this dark age. ”
"They are intelligent."
The main body of Mason rubbed his eyebrows and explained:
"This is the limit of the clones that I can control well under the current level of control over the water body. I have given them the same wisdom as us.
But I eliminated their overly rich emotions and characters.
In this way, you can get excellent assistants, and I don't have to worry about getting a group of subordinates who will bully me in the workplace. Believe me, this is good for both of us.
Okay, the entertainment time is over, everyone, it’s time to go to work in the factory. ”
"Hey, the good time of screwing has begun, kids, hurry up! Today's work target is the production and assembly of nine Fenrir armors!
No rest until you finish!
Start work now! ”
Engineer Mason roared in a long voice, which was as motivating as a foreman's roar, and was the first to enter the pocket factory with his three assistants.
The other water avatars also took their leave.
Although these guys say weird things about being tired and unable to hold on, in fact they have inherited the "hard-working" habits of the main body Mason, and their enthusiasm for work has even reached a pathological level.
If you really give them a day off, they will complain that they have nothing to do.
No matter how realistic they are, they are still water bodies. They will not suffer from back pain due to overexertion. The only risk is that they may die suddenly after long-term work.
Therefore, Mason modified the production team's schedule and forced these guys to rest for at least one hour every day by returning to the water body. This caused a lot of complaints.
But not all water clones returned to the pocket factory. The alchemist master Mason, the inscription master, and the jeweler stayed behind. The former wanted to report work, and the latter two wanted to take on special tasks.
"About the reverse derivation of the Golden Sentinel Serum"
The master alchemist with a fairy-like face took off his wizard hat and threw it aside. He scratched his hair, which was obviously thinner than other water bodies, and rubbed his eyes with severe dark circles. He said to the subject Mason with a depressed attitude. ：
“The progress is already woefully behind.
According to the original plan, brothers Elric and I should at least produce a incomplete drawing for you during this period, but we haven't even completed the first stage of understanding the ingredients.
This Sentinel Serum is not a special formula that can be deduced by common sense. This is the final conclusion that the two brothers and I came to after wasting nearly 70 weak magic stones.
Reverse reduction came to a complete standstill.
This road will lead nowhere, and there is no point in spending time on it.
So after discussing it with both of them, we decided to use a new, more radical approach to reverse engineering the Golden Sentinel Serum. ”
He blew out the spicy smoke and said to Mason, the main subject who was also frowning:
"You have to go to the SHIELD world and borrow the Cauldron of All Things from the Holy of Holies there!"
"?"
Mason's eyes immediately widened and he exclaimed:
"What are you going to do? Are you going to throw the sentry's body into the alchemy furnace to make some kind of damn nine-turn golden elixir? The kind that can elevate you to immortality after eating it?"
"If necessary, this is not impossible."
The master alchemist snorted and said to the subject in a contemptuous tone:
"But please limit your overly flexible imagination. Even if it succeeds, the pills produced will only be effective once, which does not meet our requirements for mass production of serum.
We need to use the Mother Cauldron of All Things to destroy the sentinel's flesh and blood tissue and finally extract the effective power components of his body. The whole process is very similar to alchemy, but it is not the same.
The final concentrated power will be handed over to you, and then the Golden Sentinel Serum formula can be forcibly cracked through the character card's completely unscientific and magical component identification.
This is theoretically an opportunistic approach.
But according to my calculations and experience, as long as your alchemy reaches Lv9, you should be able to crack the formula.
At the very least, it's an incomplete recipe.
Of course, such an adventure would completely destroy the Sentinel's body, and it would be an irreversible one-time operation, so I have to seek your advice in advance. ”
"You are the expert, the alchemist."
The subject shook his head and said:
"Since this matter was assigned to you at the beginning, it is now completely your responsibility. I will not participate. I agree with your plan. I will contact Agent Brand to deliver the Mother Cauldron of All Things as quickly as possible."
"Well, remember to tell the Holy Spirit in advance that this kind of operation may blow up the alchemist's artifact, so let them prepare in advance that the treasure cannot be recovered."
Master Alchemist Mason put on his hat again and reminded the subject, and when he left with his assistant, he whispered to the subject:
"Also, take some time to take care of Engineer Mason. I saw him doing some indescribable things to your Fenrir armor last night. The most terrifying thing is that the female Ultron is still excitedly cooperating with him.
It was such a hell, I wanted to take my eyes off.
That guy is indeed the most perverted of all the clones, but considering that everyone's templates come from you, hey, I don't dare to think about it at all. ”
"Haha"
Mason, the subject, waved his hands expressionlessly, and said in a despairing tone:
"Let him be, I wish them happiness, I wish all of you happiness."
After sending away Mason, the alchemist master who looked very dignified but was actually very gossipy, the subject took a drink of water to calm down, and then looked at the inscriptionist and jeweler.
He took out a lot of various materials from his luggage and said to the two of them:
"The production of the twelve talismans also needs to be put into the process. I will trouble you two to practice this in the past two days. When everything is ready, I will help you contact Hei Qi.
We don't use the power of the weak demon lord of the Holy Lord to infuse the twelve talismans. We get it right in one step and directly connect to Hei Qi's power. ”
"Will this work?"
Mason, the jeweler, pushed up his monocle and whispered:
"Heiqi Qi doesn't seem to be easy to talk to, and this kind of operation will weaken his strength. Will he agree?"
"Oh, this is what you, a single person, don't understand."
Mason, the inscription master next to him, snorted, put his arm around his companion's shoulder in a very informal manner, and said with a grin:
"That guy is a lover, do you know what I mean? For him, pursuing the lost love is the ultimate goal, and power is just a means to achieve the goal.
Do you believe that in order to get back his Christine, he can give up all the great power he has without any regrets.
If we help him deal with the excess power now, not only will we not irritate him, but we will help him. If the main body goes over and talks about it, it will definitely be possible!
Hey, just look at it, licking dogs are all like this. "(End of Chapter)