The lazy Black Death Sword Suit Master apparently caught a small "bug" in his agreement with Mason.

This behavior makes it difficult for Mason to complain.

But the matter has come to this point, and in the face of the black death sword suit that has been eaten and drunk enough and began to pretend to be dead, there is nothing the captain can do.

After all, the poor wasteland venom in front of him can't be said to be a good thing, but how to use it makes Mason a little worried.

He really didn't need it.

Because he doesn't like to be parasitized and doesn't lack a suit system.

He's not Selena, and he likes the wonderful feeling of being "uninhibited" in battle

Uh, it seems that Catwoman is quite open in this regard, tsk, no wonder the master is fascinated by that goblin.

"Barbara, do you want it?"

Mason handed the wasteland venom in his hand to the Batgirl, who looked at him with idiotic eyes, and said:

"I have an interface in my head, my left arm is a fully sentient prosthetic, such a delicate machine, you let me use a symbiote? You're wishing my brain was short-circuited, right? ”

"Uh, a couple of you."

Mason looked at his other teammates, then shook his head and said:

"Forget it, it's okay to let it destroy it instantly, but if it is to coexist for a long time, it is estimated that even the Kryptonian immune system will not be able to beat it, in case of another Kryptonian cytokine storm, it is estimated that the first Kryptonian who will die of illness will appear in my hands."

"Mr. K! I'm going to! ”

Harley had already noticed the wasteland venom in Mason's hand.

She is also very interested in Catwoman's strange suit that can be "changed in size anywhere", because of the very large brain hole of the neurotic, and she has even made up a lot of wonderful uses in her brain.

Especially when playing with Mr. K.

Yes!

You don't need to buy all kinds of expensive and cumbersome Cos clothes, so that your little sweetheart can enjoy better "care"!

"It's not impossible, it's just that your physical fitness is not up to par."

Mason didn't mind giving the symbiote to Hallie, but he couldn't give it yet, Harley's physical fitness hadn't crossed the boundaries of superhumanism, and the symbiote would change her physical form in order to exert its maximum strength.

can only say in the tone of a mother when she helps her son save money for the New Year:

"Wait until you're getting better. Don't drink the Green Potion! Wait until I get back and make you a dose of Super Soldier Serum, uh, why wait until I go back and do it? ”

He shook his head, handed the bio tank to Harry, and said as he took out various materials and prepared to dispense them on the spot:

"Get a good night's sleep, and you'll have your own Venom suit tomorrow morning."

"Ahh

Harley pouted in discouragement and said:

"They had a fun set up tonight. But I know Selena used venom to turn her cat into a witch! Can I also use symbiotes to turn my own dogs into werewolves? ”

Faced with her question, which was very scathing in every sense, Mason sighed and replied very tiredly:

"No, you'll only get two Venom dogs, which won't increase the combat effectiveness of the Amazon War Dogs at all, but will increase the weakness of Bard and Luke's fear of fire and sound.

So, please, don't do strange things to your pets. ”

"Hmm, that's a pity."

Hallie crouched down, petted her two loyal circus dogs, and said:

"Your already monotonous life has lost a possibility forever."

While Mason was busy, the old wolf, who had been frightened by the sudden situation just now, came up to him and whispered:

"Mason, why do you and your teammates seem to be used to this kind of thing? Has your life out there been so thrilling? ”

"It's far worse than our real life."

Mason said to the old wolf:

"Imagine that countless worlds you know and can't imagine are dying one by one, and you know that you are powerless to change it, and you can choose to give up on yourself or cool off before the end comes.

This is probably a true reflection of our lives. ”

"And which one did you choose?"

Old Logan asked, and Mason whispered:

"I chose the third hidden option that was the hardest, the ones I just did."

With that, the old wolf turned his head to look at the wastelanders in the factory where Zod and the Blue Beetle had identified their weapons and sent them into the magic suitcase.

At this moment, he understood what Mason meant.

"You want to fight the end of the dead?"

Logan said in a dumb voice:

"What a bold idea."

"I'm going to save it."

Mason corrected seriously:

"It's harder than confrontation, it's crazier than indulgence, it's harder than it's rotten. But that's life, isn't it? It's like a ring fight that never ends abruptly.

No matter how many times you knock it down, it will change the law and make a comeback.

But as soon as you shrink, it wins. ”

"I feel like you have something to say."

Logan reached out and pressed down on the broken cowboy hat on top of his head, and said:

"I'll tell you, Mason, but not by now I'm sure I'm going to say, I swear! When we get there, I'll reveal all the secrets.

But I think Charles would have been happy if he had seen you seventeen years earlier, and Eric would have been desperate to get you, and he appreciated your character. ”

"Clint! I'm here! Clint come here! ”

A woman's scream interrupts Mason and Logan's conversation.

When the two of them looked up, they saw a woman in a wasteland skirt rushing out of the crowd lined up to enter the suitcase factory, calling Hawkeye's name sadly.

Hawkeye, who was resting on the spider cart, jumped up and quickly got out of the car and came to the woman's side to hold her.

"Who's that?"

Mason asked, and Logan shook his head.

He and Hawkeye didn't have much contact after the apocalypse, and the reason why the two ran out together to be "doomsday couriers" was more because of the fighting friendship they had as colleagues before.

The friendship between men is always very simple, not to mention running a long distance together, even if it is a game together.

But he still guessed:

"It may be Clint's ex-wife, May seems to live near Hammer Town, and the car you helped Clint repair is still May's 'dowry'.

It was the only relic her father had left her. ”

"Is that so?"

Mason nodded.

But after a few seconds, he jerked his head up at the woman in front of him who was hugging Hawkeye, and he said:

"The spider car is a relic left to her by her father? Is this woman Mae Parker? Peter Parker's daughter? Spider-Man's daughter? ”

"Yes."

Logan shook his head and sighed:

The boy who was always a man of many words is said to have died on the streets of New York that night, leaving only his daughter, who was just an adult at the time, and Clint rescued her.

And then within a few years they were together.

It wasn't a good story, as May is said to have been haunted by her father's death, and Clint was overwhelmed by the loss of everything, which led to their marriage not lasting long. ”

"No, that's not the point!"

Mason paused to make an improved version of the Super Soldier Serum in his hand, and he got up and walked over to Hawkeye, where the black-haired woman who was crying with Clint quickly noticed Mason.

She bowed to Mason with thanks.

But as she stood up straight, Mason pulled out a picture and placed it in front of her eyes.

The photo shows Team K 1.0 in the morning light at Osborne Tower, and most importantly, in Mason's arms in the photo, Mae Parker, who is only eight years old, is happily smiling with a missing front tooth.

"Do you know her?"

Mason pointed to Xiaomei in the photo and said to the stunned middle-aged Mae Parker in front of him:

"This is a picture of us in another world with another you, Mei, and although I know you're not her, maybe you should call me Brother Mason too.

All right.

I know you're not in the mood to listen to jokes right now, have you encountered something? ”

"My daughter."

Mae Parker looked at the guy in front of her who could be her son at her age, but called himself "Brother Mason", and the previous rescue and the photo in front of her undoubtedly brought the two closer.

Under Mason's inquiry, Mae Parker, who was no longer young, finally couldn't help but worry in her heart, and cried and said:

"My Ashley! She left me to join a local gang in the desert, and she says she wants to prove that Spider-Man's power is still strong in the wasteland, and she is eager to prove herself.

But she did something stupid.

She went to assassinate the leader and was caught, they said they would execute her tomorrow, and I came to Hammer Town to ask the mercenaries to help."

"Why didn't you notify me!"

As a father, Hawkeye said angrily at this moment:

"That's my daughter too! When I got divorced, I said you can't be so used to her! See! Got used to problems, right? ”

"Just shut up."

Mason said angrily to Hawkeye:

"You were almost forty when you fooled Xiaomei, and you really dared to be almost twenty years old, aren't you afraid that Peter will crawl out of the soil and kill you?"

"Mason, Clint also lost their families in the apocalypse."

Logan, who rushed over, pulled Ramason's arm, and he whispered:

"It's not like you think, if you want to survive in this hell, you have to huddle together to keep warm. And now the point is not to discuss their failed marriage, Ashley, what about the girl? ”

"What else can I do?"

Mason rubbed his forehead and said:

"Old Peter just helped me, can I sit back and watch his granddaughter get cut down by a group of wasteland savages? Barbara, take the others first, I'll go get someone and come back. ”

——

Captain Mason was going to save people, and of course his fellow K Team members were willing to help, but it wasn't much time to destroy a nearby wasteland gang.

But in the end, he just let Harley go with him, leaving the rest to Barbara to lead him on to the next camping site.

Mason has his own considerations.

The appearance of the Wasteland Venom has reminded everyone that the post-apocalyptic land is not safe, so it will save a lot of time for the attackers to come together and search for threats.

The rest of the journey Mason didn't plan to go slowly, he had to rush to Neobabylon as soon as possible to find out the truth about seventeen years ago.

However, Mason, who is heading towards the wasteland of the Gobi, has not been able to detect some of the changes outside this world due to his appearance, such as the sudden activation of a near-abandoned S.H.I.E.L.D. satellite that Barbara has been complaining about in disrepair during the change of Earth orbit.

Orders from the surface caused its search module to be restarted with difficulty, and then locked in the Nevada area, where a nuclear explosion had just occurred.

And in the city of New Babylon, which is quite far away, in that spicy palace full of black and red***, the ruler of this world, Mr. Red Skull, known as the "President of Doom", is cross-legged, admiring the satellite photos in front of him that are of terrible quality but can barely distinguish the terrain.

He had already captured the movement of Mason and his party.

It stands to reason that for a ruler who is well-versed in strategy and tactics, this would be the right to send an elite force to smash the Yellow Dragon and deliver a wave of thunderbolts before Team K realizes that they have been exposed.

However, the Red Skull did nothing.

He just stared at the satellite photos that refreshed every minute on the screen in front of him, and sat on his swivel chair with his chin propped up, as if admiring the actions of the "guests" who had smuggled into his territory without reporting in advance.

After nearly ten minutes of this, the screen suddenly went off.

It's not that the screen itself is wrong, the Doomsday President looks up at the window regretfully, he shakes his head and says:

"Oh, it's wrecked, it seems that the arrival of these guests has not only attracted my attention, but the rats who have been hiding their heads and tails for seventeen years are also planning to jump out and move their muscles.

Awesome.

It has always been a regret in my heart that I didn't completely raze you that night, and I thought I would never have a chance to make up for that little mistake in my life.

But now it seems that fate has been so generous to me, a wretched prisoner. ”

He snorted.

Stood up and put the printed blurry photo into a very sci-fi instrument, sending it somewhere out of the world like a fax machine.

Then the guy in a black Hydra uniform stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, as if admiring the city under his rule.

Neo-Babylon, a place full of irony in every sense of the word.

It has many names, Doomsday Holy City, Land of Order, Capital of the New World, Wasteland Paradise, etc., but the truth is that the city was founded by a group of scum and forsaken people who can't even be looked down on by outsiders, under the leadership of Lord Red Skull.

And the only reason it was established was to hide the last secret hidden beneath the world that had been destroyed seventeen years earlier.

The doomsday president just called himself.

Red Skull has always known that he is just a "jailer" left behind in his hometown by those who have left this world, just like in the World Destruction War seventeen years ago, he played more than just the evil commander who seemed to be very beautiful on the surface.

Well, the truth is much more bleak than that.

It's like a tool that has been drained of all value, and for those dark pasts, maybe he should be grateful to those guys for not killing him?

"Ding"

The device behind him emitted a crisp sound, representing a communication request.

The red skull waved his hand and stood in the corner of the office, and the man in the black armor stepped forward to activate the communication, and then sensibly pushed the door and left.

Then, the warlock's gloomy voice rang out in the office:

"Did you take a picture with a door lock? The quality of the picture was so mushy that it was difficult for me to distinguish them, but I used some 'connections' to confirm the identity of the guests.

It is indeed a 'distinguished guest'.

Red Skull, you have to 'entertain' them well. ”

"Is there any reason for me to do that? On what basis do you command me? Because you put a spell on me, and you threw me here to rot slowly? ”

President Doomsday said sarcastically:

"While I do occupy a seat in your Council of Twelve, please recognize who I am, I now serve the Legion of the Cleaners.

Theoretically, we're just working together, and I have no reason to meet some of your 'personal demands', Your Excellency. ”

"It's not my personal appeal."

The Warlock's tone was even more aloof.

Apparently upset with Red Skull's lack of cooperation, he explained anyway:

"I never imagined that Mr. Mason Cooper, who has recently become famous in the Stars Club, would have such an identity, and he did not smuggle into this world.

He's homecoming!

He was part of this world, and now he just wants to get what belongs to him back in the wasteland, and his destination is under your control.

He's definitely going to deal with you.

But Mr. Mason didn't know the brutal truth, and he didn't know that he was 'our man' in the sense that he had been from the beginning.

This wonderful turn of events made me feel that the world is impermanent. ”

"Oh?"

The Red Skull, who had been very uninterested in this matter, also let out a curious nasal voice, and he turned back and said:

"You're saying that this Lord named Mason Cooper is the creator of Project Weapon X? Tsk, that's really my own. Well, for the sake of this fascinating truth, I'll figure it out.

But the 'knight'.

Don't let him come.

I hate that unruly guy who makes a mess of the 'dog cage' you left for me. ”

"Are you still angry about the past? Red Skull. ”

The warlock was silent for a few seconds, and then whispered:

"However, you know very well that you are too ambitious and have done the wrong thing, and you have a bright future ahead of you.

It was you who gave it up.

I have put a curse on you to protect you, and you have taken it as a bondage, and the secrets of the past should be buried, and you are the last to know.

Do you know how they deal with things that are worthless and dangerous?

You should thank me for keeping your life and stop complaining!

Get ready for the ceremony.

From what I know about Mason Cooper, he's sure to surprise you with some big surprises, so the Cavaliers will be a good boost if necessary.

Of course, if you do a good job, it's not like I can't consider lifting the spell on your body, and you, who seemed extremely dangerous back then, are not too much of a hidden danger in today's situation.

If you want to get out of your own kennel, do it well.

I'll see. ”

"Well, I really want to thank you for your generosity, my lord."

The red skull snorted weirdly, but he didn't deny it anymore, he just stroked his smooth red forehead and asked with interest:

"What are you going to do with Mason?"

"Well, of course I wouldn't hurt him, and of course such a creative and determined talent must be put in the right position to shine."

With a gloomy laugh, the warlock said:

"The people he worked with didn't know how to use him wisely, but luckily we were good at it, just as we found you to do evil in our place.

Mason will start a more brilliant life here, and you will be free, the freedom you desire.

This time I hope you can take advantage of this opportunity, old friend. ”

(End of chapter)