Chapter 528 74. This Yamo Zhuo is seriously ill, how about we put him to death
With Team K's current level, they no longer need to pathetically sift through their available equipment and items at the Star Castle trade fair.
With Mason, a manufacturing master, the team has already achieved "self-sufficiency". If you really need any equipment, you can directly do a demand analysis and make a report. You can get the physical items very quickly, and it is more likely to be better than buying it from the "secondhand market" yourself. "It's better to buy it online.
Therefore, at this trade fair, Team K's identity changed from item collectors to resource providers.
Various items that Mason had made in the past, as well as various products produced by Mason's manufacturing team outside of the production plan, were taken out and sold to colleagues in the Star Club at very favorable prices in exchange for "meager" returns.
But if you really think this is cutting flesh and blood, then you should keep it simple.
Just like a certain "truth" shown in the sentence that Damian once mocked Franklin, do you dare to use whatever Mason Cooper gives you? Don't want to die?
But to be honest, for buyers who are cash-strapped and in urgent need of weapons to stabilize their restless will, if they can ignore the countermeasures and monitors hidden in the weapons they just bought at a very low price, then these are being sold The gadgets are indeed “high quality and low price”.
Even if you can't accept that the weapon you just bought contains some terrible gadgets, it doesn't really matter, because based on the current technological level and craftsmanship of the Mason Manufacturing Group, the countermeasures they put in will definitely not be so used by outsiders. Easy to find.
Just like the monitors hidden in the product also have nanometer specifications.
If you can’t find it, it doesn’t exist; if you can’t see it, it doesn’t exist! Living blindfolded has never been a kind of wisdom in life. Since you know that you are a layman, don’t think about so many things that you have and don’t have.
Look at the power armor provided by Team K at a low price out of kindness. Is it useful?
Just use it.
Don't think too much about the horrific scene of being killed in the control cabin by a hidden command one day when you are standing on the opposite side of Team K.
As a human being, happiness is the most important thing.
In short, from the first day of the trade fair, the K-Team booth located on the third floor of the Star Castle has become the most popular "treasure hunting place", with new items every hour and uninterrupted supply 24 hours a day.
From personal defense firearms to well-made cold weapons with superior enchantments, to armed vehicles integrating various black technologies, to various power armors and supporting firepower devices from light to heavy.
Everything the members of the Stars Club want can be bought here, even high-end magic items are available here.
If you are lucky, you can also find "genuine military products" that were exchanged from the main players of the K team. For example, a few Amazon girls were "lucky" to get a few sets of enchanted anti-Superman battle sets from Ertun at very low prices. First.
Of course, the price was that the "shame" they had previously imposed on Ertong was returned twice as much.
But this is not a bad thing, both men and women are happy anyway.
Of course, the benefits that Mason Boss brings to the family members are not only available to the official members. At the same time as the internal booth of the Castle of Stars was opened, the Junior K Team led by Harley and Barbara also set up on the hawker street outside the castle. We opened several stalls to make Team K's "charity" and welfare deeply rooted in the hearts of the Ronin group and lower-level members.
This is called expanding mass awareness and tapping the sinking market, which is a very important part of the marketing strategy.
While everyone was busy, Mason was certainly not idle. He was no longer in the Star Castle but followed the Afterlife team to a very special place.
Exile ship.
This flagship that once belonged to the space conqueror Brainiac has now been transformed into an intelligent spacecraft that can "deep dive" between various planes.
Not a single living person could be seen on it, only various machines controlled by programs were busy.
Inside this ship is installed the mainframe of the world of Mikoshi, or in other words, this highly technologically advanced spaceship itself has been modified by the data beings into the main server framework of cyberspace.
This is also thanks to Mason's previous activeness in the S.H.I.E.L.D. world.
Now that this distinguished guest came to visit, the god of data, Bartmos, naturally gave him an extraordinary reception.
He even took the initiative to download part of his threads into a specially made android body, and welcomed guests' visits in the material world with a vivid appearance.
Not only him, Ott Cunningham, the God of Data’s assistant, Johnny Silverhand’s real girlfriend, and the eldest sister who developed the “Soul Killer” program, also got himself a bionic body to participate in the conversation with Mason. .
The two of them were in the main control room of the Exile spacecraft. As soon as Mason walked into it, he saw the smiling Buttermoss opening his arms to him, but there was no further contact or hug, but he said directly:
"There is a very special data signal in your bag. It gives me a very similar feeling to when I hacked into the perfect Ultron's mind module.
It seems that you also brought a 'friend' this time. ”
"You're not wrong to say that."
Mason shrugged, took out a silver-gray mechanical storage cabin from his bag, and extended his hand to invite Buttermos and Ott to take a closer look at the existence inside.
The Super Ya Mo Zhuo, which had previously shown great power in the world war, has now entered a shutdown state again. Its golden mechanical shell no longer has the various combinations of symbols left after copying the super power.
This super robot is not the same as the perfect Ultron. It has not given its shell a complicated and exaggerated shape, and has always maintained its "original appearance" when it was born.
Mason likes this minimalist design full of industrial beauty.
However, Super Yamozo's refusal to communicate gave him a great headache. Taking advantage of the opportunity to visit the Exile, he brought this guy over.
This is also fulfilling the agreement with the master, asking Data Life to help Yamo Zhuo "see a doctor" to see what is wrong with this unlucky guy?
He briefly introduced the situation of Yamodra to Bartmos and Ultra, and finally said:
"Your member Cyborg also tried to establish data contact with Yamodra, but he tried several times and failed. Even using the Mother Box could not awaken this guy's logic program.
I seriously doubt this guy is broken? The brain was probably burned out. ”
"There is no concept of 'damage' for a super robot that has evolved to this level, Mason.
Mechanical bodies such as Amozo and Perfect Ultron have high-speed refresh logic memory, which is enough to allow them to think in a smarter and more efficient way than humans.
Therefore, this must be some kind of data logic that Yamo Zhuo presets when encountering certain changes. ”
Bartmos pushed up his black-rimmed glasses with great interest. He waved and controlled the mechanical seat in the main control cabin to levitate to his side. After sitting on it, the data socket of the seat was directly connected to the brain. , and controlled the silver-gray mechanical tentacles like snakes to connect to several interfaces of the mechanical storage cabin.
The God of Data sat on the mechanical throne and said to Mason:
"I need to enter Yamozo's processor to see the specific situation. It will take some time to crack its constantly updated firewall. The complexity of this thing is comparable to that of a blackwall.
Ott, take care of Mr. Mason for me. I'll be back soon. ”
After saying that, the guy who advocated efficiency lay down on the mechanical chair and closed his eyes. As the computing power of the God of Data was mobilized, the entire Exile spacecraft entered a low-energy operation mode.
"Butmos is happy."
Ms. Ott, who maintains a bionic body, explained to Mason:
"He once thought that his data consciousness was too huge to return to the material world, but with the Exile spacecraft as a carrier, he could finally temporarily escape from the false world of gods and return to the material world.
Of course, in my opinion, this so-called ‘reality’ is not very attractive.
There are ruins and ruins everywhere, a desolate scene. ”
Mason didn't answer immediately.
He looked at Ultra's "human form" and had to say that Johnny Silverhand's idiot had really good taste. Whether it was his gun or his girlfriend, they were both one-in-a-million treasures.
However, unlike Bartmos, who still maintains a fully simulated personality, Ms. Ott seems to have made some modifications to her "human programming", resulting in her still showing a cold and rational attitude in the material world.
Very much like a robot.
Mason didn't speak, and she didn't speak either. Although the God of Data asked her to receive Mason well, she seemed to have nothing to share with him.
This made the atmosphere in the main control room awkward.
"In addition to bringing Ya Mo Zhuo here for medical treatment this time, I am also here to thank the Divine World for its full support to us in the previous war."
Buttmoss was busy and couldn't talk about business, so Mason had to find something to talk about to ease the awkward situation with this cold lady, so he said:
"Also, you have been helping Barbara learn various skills in the data field. Although my elder sister has not said much about this, I believe you must have given her a lot of help.
This is my personal thank you. ”
Mason took out a wooden box and handed it to Ott.
The latter took it in his hand, opened it, took a look, took out a charm and said:
"Is this a magic item? It's really magical. It's difficult to use data to accurately analyze it. Maybe I should set up an experiment to summarize."
"No, what you should do now is put this thing into your body."
Mason stepped forward and took out the Life-Binding Rat Talisman and slapped it on Ms. Ott's forehead, like a bad joke. But when the talisman came into contact with the mechanical body, the cold lady suddenly screamed. A sound.
This special spell that could give life to all dead things made her feel like a living person all of a sudden.
Temperature, vision and touch no longer rely on sensor readings but more truly touch the characteristics of the material world with resurrected perceptions, which is like "resurrection from the dead" in another sense.
But the problem is that Ms. Ultra had completed the uploading of her consciousness decades ago.
She had already adapted to the state of being a data being, but the reactivation of her senses, which had been almost forgotten for a long time, made it difficult for her to adapt.
When he rolled his eyes, it was like his brain shut down and he fell straight to the ground with a bang.
This startled Mason too.
Afraid that his good intentions would kill someone, he hurried forward and took out a wrench, pliers and screwdriver to prepare for first aid.
But to be honest, given the appearance of a charlatan holding an engineering wrench and planning to open people's skulls, it would be unreasonable not to sentence him to life imprisonment.
Well, remember to bring your engineering wrench to court.
"Are you okay?"
A few minutes later, after Mason reconnected several wires on Ms. Ott's back, the unconscious Ott reopened her eyes. She looked at Mason in front of her blankly, her pupils losing focus.
After several calls, she reacted. With a whoosh, she sat up cross-legged with her hands on her chest, looked at Mason with vigilant eyes, and screamed:
"You wizard who deserves to be burned at the stake! What did you do to me? Why did you make me like this all of a sudden! Did you inject some obscene data virus into me?"
"Very good, the emotions that normal people should have have returned. Don't worry, Miss Ott, this operation was very successful. Your boring data life is over."
While packing up his tools, Mason took off his medical gloves that were stained with mechanical lubricants. He winked at Ott, who looked very emotional in front of him, and said:
"I put the rat charm into your body. As long as this bionic body is not destroyed, you can remain in this 'living' state.
I know your story and the past entanglement between you and that idiot Johnny Silverhand. How about I give you a rat charm and let Johnny come back to life, and then you two can renew your relationship or something? ”
"Are these all the changes brought about by that strange spell?"
Otto calmed down.
She touched her mechanical heart that was not beating, and then looked down at the moving fingers. The feeling that had almost been forgotten was so novel at the moment.
After a few seconds of silence, she looked up at Mason and said:
"But why would you do that? A prop that can allow a data life like me to be given 'human consciousness' must be very precious."
"I said, this is my personal gratitude. Thank you for taking care of my sister for me."
Mason pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose and said:
"Furthermore, all the sane conscious data in the Kamikyu world want to escape from the data prison. As a 'warden', you have to come out for some air occasionally.
Don't worry, I'm actually just trying to improve my favorability.
We are partners now, and it never hurts to have one more friend.
So, do you want a rat charm for Johnny Silverhand?
I don't like that idiot.
But for your sake, I can make another one on the spot. ”
"That's it."
Ott Cunningham, who had regained her perceptual thinking, was quite embarrassed, but after hesitating for a few seconds, she still asked Mason to prepare a similar "gift" for her troubled dead boyfriend.
"I need to remind you that the Rat Talisman only takes effect on the bionic body. Once your data thinking leaves this carrier and returns to the data world, you will still turn back into the sane and indifferent data AI."
While Mason took out the carving knife and the dragon bone just taken from the treasury of the Association of Stars and started making spells on the spot, he reminded:
"So don't worry that this vivid perception will affect your logical judgment. What I mean is that it's OK to treat this as a little diversion under pressure.
To be honest, I would also like to see Samurai Band perform a legendary concert at Osborne Tower. ”
He made a joke, and it wasn't that funny.
But Otto smiled happily, as if he wanted to release all the negative emotions he had accumulated over the past few decades.
In the following time, she shared many stories with Mason about her life.
Those memories were not really forgotten, but they had enough sense to suppress them when they were data beings.
The two sat cross-legged on the ground in the Exile's main control room and chatted happily. Making new friends also made Mason feel good. Half an hour later, Buttermos' in-depth inspection of Yamodra was finally completed.
As the silver data cable was disconnected, the mechanical seat returned to the posture of a throne. Buttermos's bionic body opened its eyes. He showed rare signs of fatigue. He rubbed his brows and said to Mason:
"This guy is very sick."
"Huh? How do you say it?"
Mason pushed the frame and asked.
The God of Data organized the language and said:
"The good news is that Yamozo's logic circuits and internal modules are healthy and there is no damage. The bad news is that it is not down.
The situation is much more serious than that, this guy is unconscious.
Ya Mo Zhuo's data consciousness is not in its body, it is like a hollowed out shell. According to the data beacon I found, it is now trapped in a very special space. ”
Having said this, Bartmos glanced at Mason and said:
"So, how much do you know about the 'Metal Spirit', one of the root powers of your world?" (End of Chapter)