38. The end of the twilight wolf's lonely journey
"Most of the equipment here is close to being scrapped because it is not properly kept, and the backup energy in the laboratory is quite insufficient, in fact, even if we don't come, the power here will be completely cut off after seven months at most."
In Dr. Pym's secret underground base, Barbara, who was taken over by Zod, reported to Mason while taking over the lab's internal network:
"Don't try, brother, there's not enough energy here to open that quantum tunnel, it takes an astronomical amount of energy to activate it at a time, and it's set up with a very delicate lock.
I can't even find the open interface. β
"I just knew, and I'm just curious why Valeria didn't tell her brother this cruel truth."
Squatting in front of the delicate device popping up on the lab floor, Mason used his engineering skills to try to understand how this thing works, and said:
"If she was really half as smart as Franklin said, she already knew the outcome when they moved into the base."
"Maybe it's because you want to give Franklin hope?"
Barbara's eyes shone red as she cracked the program, and she said:
"It's hard to imagine what a fifteen-year-old impulsive child would have fallen into without a hope of escape.
Looking at the bones buried in the ditch by him, you can know that this kid's ruthlessness is staggering.
But considering that this is a wasteland, it is not surprising that he has developed such a habit. β
"Can you be quieter when you discuss me?"
The ant queen, who was taking care of her sleeping sister, scolded very unpleasantly:
"You know I can hear you all talking, right? And also! Most of the bones in that ditch were not made by me, and the mechanical ant colony will actively protect the base in self-discipline mode.
Those unlucky ghosts strayed too deep into this place and were attacked by ant colonies.
In fact, if it weren't for me, there would be no survivors on this road for so many years, theoretically speaking, it was I who controlled the ant colony and protected them, you bastards! β
"Little sweetheart, I found a letter!"
Harley suddenly shouted, and Mason glanced back, where Harley was taking out a pasted letter from the depths of Valeria's bio pod, and she said in a sad tone:
"It should be the poor little girl's farewell letter to her brother, the little girl seems to know that her life is short, shall we take a look?"
"That's privacy between two siblings, Harley, we good people shouldn't be looking at it without permission."
Mason waved his hand and motioned for Harley to hand the letter to Franklin.
He didn't need to read it to guess what the letter was about, it was nothing more than a genius girl worried about her brother's future, so she told him to live well after her death.
Compared to the Ant King, this thin but talented little girl is really a very good child.
However, this may also be the reason why she has been well protected by her brother, after all, with her physical condition, if Franklin is not "robbed" outside all the year round, she is estimated to have survived to this age.
It's a wasteland.
The lack of resources makes congenitally weak children almost a complete burden.
"There's nothing to see here, we'll have to bring them back, and Dr. Otto and Dr. Stein will help us decipher them."
Mason removed the closed quantum tunnel from its pedestal and placed it in the suitcase factory, and instructed Barbara to collect everything of value and take it away.
He looked at the colony of mechanical ants outside the lab that were still moving according to some pattern, and then took the worn-out Ant-Man helmet from Zod and handed it to Barbara.
Looking at the bat girl with a surprised face, Mason shrugged his shoulders and said:
"Do you bring it yourself, or will I bring it for you? The choice is yours. β
"Hah! Can't I choose a 'secret weapon' that is more in line with my taste? β
Barbara was very resistant and said:
"As I said before, I hate ants, and those things crawl around so unpleasantly."
"But you can't help but admit that the mechanical ant colony left behind by Dr. Pym is the most suitable for a master hacker like you out of all the 'weapons' that Team K has encountered so far."
Mason Says:
"Your brain-machine and hacker-routed prosthetic modifications are a perfect match for this group of mechanical ants that need a 'brain' to lead, and you must gain access to them and learn to use them, Barbara.
Otherwise, I'll have to assign you to a logistics position.
You also know that the enemy we are facing now is getting more and more outrageous, and I can't put a 'helpless' person like you on the front line of danger.
And what's so bad about ants?
Throughout history, ants have been a great species that has never been conquered! From the point of view of martial arts alone, they are much more powerful than humans, and there is no one who understands the truth that unity is strength better than these little ones. β
Zod next to him nodded repeatedly, and the always silent black-clothed Superman spoke:
"Mason was right, if the enemy on the other side is a Kryptonite like me, then I can crush your heart before all your controls take effect.
Barbara Gordon, you aspire to be Mason's help, and you don't want to be a drag bottle for Team K, right? β
"Why didn't I find out before, you dumb superman still talks in a way!"
The bat girl rolled her eyes and complained to Zod:
"Don't learn from Mason, he's a badass."
After saying that, she glanced at the worn and dirty helmet in Mason's hand extremely critically, and she gritted her teeth with the last insistence and said:
"At least give me a look that matches my aesthetics, right?"
"Bat Helmet! Understand. β
Mason grinned, taking out the various materials from his bag, apparently intending to make them on the spot, only to take out the technology module from Ant-Man's helmet and put it into the new look.
You don't even need to understand how it works.
It's too easy.
Nearly an hour later, the group walked out of the underground lab.
Barbara has a black bat helmet on her head, and Mason has added some decoration to make it look like a bat crown.
She also carried a mechanical suitcase in her hand.
It was filled with various data extracted from the lab, as well as samples and drawings of a selection of mechanical ants that had not yet been damaged.
The ant colony left behind by Dr. Pym was on the verge of being scrapped after seventeen years of poor maintenance, so after returning to Osborne Tower, Mason had to use the drawings left by Dr. Pym to recreate a batch of fierce mechanical ants for Barbara.
As for the two siblings, Franklin and Valeria have been placed in the old K apartment in the suitcase factory, and Mason asks Mae Parker and the old Wolverine's wife Vanessa to take care of them, and Jimmy Hauntley to keep an eye on the irascible Franklin.
Without Ant-Man's helmet, the kid was much less threatening, but Mason didn't want him to make any more trouble in his suitcase that would hold nearly a thousand people.
"It's time to split up."
Mason glanced back at the slowly closing underground passage behind him, and he told Barbara and Zod:
"Hawkeye's state is not quite right, he has made supporting the rebels his only remaining creed in life, I can understand his mentality and decision, but when he connects with the so-called rebels, you have to watch from the sidelines."
"I understand."
Barbara pushed her Black Bat Helmet and grinned:
"Anyone with a little brain would not believe that there is still a group of 'rebels' operating in the heart of the enemy in the seventeen-year-long Doomsday Era.
also deceived an obsessive guy like Hawkeye.
We'll take care of him, and you and the old wolf should be careful when you go to the ruins of Xavier Academy, and contact you in time if anything happens. β
She patted the black-clothed Superman next to her and said:
"We have Kryptonians now, and a hundred kilometers is only a blink of an eye."
"It's better to be careful."
Mason rubbed his heart, and he said:
"The trip is coming to an end, and as luck is concerned, if something does happen, that's probably when it happens. I just don't know what kind of explosive ending this story will end? β
ββ
Xavier's Gifted Junior Academy, or Gifted Junior Academy.
A well-known "holy place" in mutant society, it can be regarded as one of the two poles of mutant civilization because of the legendary Professor X and X-Men.
Normally, the college would be located on the outskirts of New York City, but this is clearly not the case in this world.
It was set up in an inaccessible place, which, according to the old wolf, was obscured by the professor's exaggerated psychic powers for many years, and it was difficult for people to even approach it without permission.
It seems that even in the prosperous era seventeen years ago, the mutants in this world did not have a good relationship with ordinary people.
With the muffled sound of motorcycle engines, the Masons gradually approached this wild area that was indistinguishable from the rest of the wasteland, and the desertification of the land was the main tone of the world today, when the whole world was plowed by nuclear bombs.
"Keep going, over that swamp."
The old wolf, who was sitting in the flying motorcycle bucket, looked at the scenery in front of him after seventeen years of absence with mixed feelings, he pressed down the shabby cowboy hat on his head, and said to Hallie, who was driving, and Mason, who was in parallel:
"It's right up front, and the shield should still be in effect."
"Did you make it all the way to California?"
Mason sensed his surroundings with his upgraded Isu senses, and the smelly swamp in front of him was so daunting that he and Harley both put on their breathing masks and asked in a loud voice:
"Where did you meet Vanessa? You haven't told us the story of you and your wife. β
Faced with Mason's inquiry, the old wolf hesitated.
Probably sensing that the answer to the mystery was close at hand, he didn't hide it too much, and under Harley's gossip gaze, the old man in the twilight said:
"It was probably by a railroad track in Ohio that I wanted to kill myself, so I chose to lie on the track in a daze."
"Tsk, what a novel way to commit suicide."
Mason whispered:
"Don't you know how hard the Edman alloy is in your body? I guess, that train derailed? β
"Well, it's off the rails."
The old wolf sighed and said:
"I didn't really think about it that much, I just wanted to free myself from the endless pain, even if it was only for a few seconds, and it was just a locomotive, and Vanessa was on the front of it.
The town she lives in has been affected by the war between heroes and villains, and she is the only one left in the family, and she also escaped with great difficulty, and I almost killed her.
She crawled out of the derailed car, found me with a shotgun, and ran out of bullets in her hand to kill me.
I don't know what kind of mental state Vanessa was in at the time, but when I woke up from my coma, she had already taken me out of there.
The rest of the story is clichΓ©. β
Logan closed his eyes, leaned into the body, and didn't care about the disgusting smell around him, and to the sound of the wheels stepping on the mud, he said:
"We followed a group of outcasts to GaΓ±efolia, intending to blend in but someone eyed her, a pretty girl like her was a scarce commodity in the wasteland era.
I helped her block a few bombs, and then she saw me as a protector.
We live in isolation."
"Do you love her, then?"
Harley suddenly asked:
"You both have children, I think there must be love between you, right?"
"Love?"
Logan was a little stunned by this nonsensical question.
He hadn't heard the word in many years in this wasteland, and he shook his head and said:
"Hallie, you really remind me of people who were born in times of peace. Okay, maybe there's love, but Vanessa and I never discussed it, and we're lucky to be alive. β
"It's definitely love."
Mason chimed in:
"Vanessa has beautiful red hair.
As we all know, the lethality of a red-haired woman to Wolverine is at least 500% or more, and in his past few hundred years, all the women who have an intimate relationship with him are red-haired.
It's a special fetish. β
"Ah, isn't Barbara dangerous?"
Harley exclaimed, and then she and Mason both laughed, and the old wolf in the car was expressionless, but after a few seconds, he grinned too.
It was the first time Mason had seen this guy smile so happily along the way.
There is even a feeling of freedom and ease.
"You know me well, Mason."
Logan lit a cigarette and said:
"Is that the information you found out there? Does anyone out there remember me? β
"I don't know, they built a utopia out there, but because I'm not really a mutant yet, they didn't invite me over."
Mason said truthfully:
"As for the mutants I know, all I can say is that they all thought you were dead. Liana, and Rakshasa."
"Hmm, Anna."
Logan spat out the smoke ring and said:
"I remember that night when they were on a mission in Europe, Coulis and Pai Huang led the team, they were really lucky, they escaped the crazy killer of the Slaughter Academy."
"Speaking of the killer."
Harley twisted the handlebar to follow Mr. K, looking at the valley emerging from the end of the swamp ahead, and whispered to the old wolf:
"I've heard Wolverine stories from my little sweetheart, and he adores you, second only to Batman, and he said that if we can meet you, then we can trust you at any time.
If those stories are true, then I think you will be desperate to find revenge on the madman who slaughtered all your friends.
You are an immortal, and if you want revenge, no one can stop you.
So, did that madman die in the end? β
The question silenced the old wolf again, until as they drove out of the swamp, Logan jumped out of the car and looked at the desolate ruins of the academy in front of him.
A gust of wind blew through the place, causing the weeds to sway.
He stepped forward to touch the half-collapsed wreckage of the wall, and seemed to be able to see bloodstained marks on it, and Logan closed his eyes as Mason and Hallie watched.
My mind seemed to go back to the night of seventeen years ago, so much blood, so much despair.
He said in a dumb voice:
"Of course I found the murderer, I fought him like crazy, and I ended up crushing him on a railroad track and killing him with the help of a train. Wolverine is dead!
He has been dead for seventeen years, and the murderer has been dead for seventeen years.
And yet I'm alive."
The riddle-like words made Harley frown, but she quickly reacted, widened her eyes, grabbed the pistol at her waist, and pulled out and aimed at the old wolf in front of her.
She exclaimed:
"You! Did you kill them? β
"Yes, it's me."
The old wolf did not care at all about the muzzle of the gun aimed at his head behind him, and he said:
"I tried to kill myself by all means, but each time to no avail, I knew I could be drowned, but unfortunately the only source of water in Gagnafia was in the hands of the Hulk.
He also knows this, and he's been waiting for me to come over.
He wanted a fight.
He also wants to die, carrying the same heavy past as I am, but unfortunately we are no longer the fearless people of the past, and we are like cowards who live on until now.
But I can finally die, right here, right today, me."
"Bang"
He turned, and Harley pulled the trigger, and the kinetic bullet hit the old wolf's eyebrows with precision, causing him to fall to the ground with a thud. Mason glanced at Harley in surprise and said:
"I didn't let you shoot."
"Isn't that helping you vent? Little sweetheart. β
Harley stepped forward angrily, emptying a magazine at the old wolf, and said:
"This bastard lied us all the way!"
"But I knew it for a long time, when I first met him. He thought his botched performance would fool me. β
Mason shook his head and stepped forward to take Hallie's hand.
He looked at the ruins and whispered:
"I just want to hear him say it himself, look here, it's a good grave."
(End of chapter)