"Hasn't Zakang come back yet?"

Mason's first words after returning to Osborne Tower with a certain tiredness were this, and Barbara, who ran to meet him, shook her head, and the Batgirl sighed and said:

"I just found a leave note in his room, I made a private communication but no one answered, I think I was exploring some world with his vampire lover."

"It's been five days, hasn't it?"

The captain frowned and said:

"A standard cycle of exploration is over, and he's at least going to have to send a letter back. Uh, but considering it's Konstantin, it's normal to do whatever happens.

Is the second barrel back? ”

"He and Damien are still in Europe, and the old lady's plan to take over the Assassin League has gone awry, but it's still under control."

Barbara reports:

"Also, Firestorm had just succeeded in synthesizing the unstable Terrigen Crystal in Dr. Otto's lab, where they were now all attending the first post-apocalyptic Inhuman awakening rituals.

It was the Black Bolt King who invited us over, and he wanted you to be there. ”

"I'll come over later."

Mason glanced at his personal contact, and he said:

"You go first, I won't be late."

"yes, okay."

Barbara nodded, jumped off the top of Osborne Tower with a Falcon-style jetpack, and glided towards the shores of the seaside city.

In the wasteland at the end of the line of sight, the phantom cast by the city of Attilan is vivid, and some curious Amazonian warriors ride pegasus around the flying city, trying to enter the "city in the sky" that suddenly appeared.

These superstitious muscular big sisters see its appearance as a good omen.

In other words, without the command and leadership of the Queen of War, these muscular girls are a little free of themselves.

I heard that they also held the "Zombie Slayer Overlord Competition" in the ruined city of New York a few days ago, and they were invited and hired by Lady Elizabeth to help the remnants of the pirate world open up a living area.

That seems like a good thing.

"But the old Green Goblin is going to complain now."

Mason pushed his brain, shook his head and said:

"He's already unhappy with me for constantly introducing all kinds of superhumans into this world, and now there's a city that's cooler than Osborne Tower, and I guess that old guy is going to blow up."

"No, Mason, the Green Goblin is only unhappy that his dominance over this world has declined, and if you give him a reassurance, that guy will want you to expand his power for him."

The old god of the hat is in the presence and says:

"He's a conspirator at heart, and the more cards he has, the happier he is."

"yes, who would have thought that my alliance with this guy is actually the most stable of all the external forces at the moment?"

Mason walked to his office and complained:

"He never gave me trouble, provided me with all kinds of experimental equipment for free, sheltered us exiles, and even gave me some very shady advice.

Aside from the fact that he and I wanted to be very different, he was pretty much the best collaborator.

Especially in the matter of old A, the two of us are natural partners. ”

"The guests have arrived."

The hat reminds to:

"He's waiting for you in the office like the same cyber psycho who punched you before. That's how the term is used, right? It's a magical way to choose words and make sentences. ”

"V isn't a psychopath, he's just too active, and although he is occasionally impulsive, he can't hide his innocent heart."

Mason corrected the hat and pushed the door open, only to see V sitting in his chair with his feet on his desk sneaking through Mason's various collections.

He was holding a magic bottle in his hand, and seemed to be very interested in the armor zombie "figure" sealed inside.

"You'd better not drop it on the ground."

Mason reminded:

"Otherwise, you'll have to find a way to get it back."

"Is everything alive?"

V raised the magic bottle in his hand and asked curiously:

"The zombie, the ship, and the dozing giant in the bottle? Why do you like to shrink them into bottles? Is this some kind of quirky hobby? ”

"You can think of it as a collectible."

Mason slowly took the magic bottle containing the zombie king Jin Ji from V's hand, put it back on his collection shelf full of bottles, and placed a magic bottle containing the "Fire Cloud Evil God" version of Banner Daddy on the top.

Daddy Banner in the bottle gave Mason a vicious gesture of his middle finger, but instead of reacting more violently, he dozed off as soon as he lay on the spot.

Mason turned back to V and said:

"Just like you like to collect weapons and vehicles, who doesn't have a hobby in this business? Did you bring something? ”

"Of course, that's what I'm here for."

At the mention of business, the cyber mercenary immediately became energetic, and he stood up and took out a rather high-tech biological jar from his arms and placed it in front of Mason's eyes.

The jar contained the "Left Hand of Creation" that Mason had previously prized in the Secret Treasury of the Stars.

The red skin is covered with scales, and if you look closely at the alienated form of this hand and a little claw, you feel a little hideous after looking at it for a long time, especially when it is taken by the notoriously murderous and unblinking cyber neuropathy V.

It's like an evil underground organ trade, and Mason is the one who does all kinds of evil.

"I thought I'd have to wait a few days."

Mason stroked the creature jar in front of him, and he joked:

"It seems that your promotion to the A rank is going well, when will you set up a table to celebrate?"

"Don't mention it, it's annoying."

V waved his hand with a tired face and said:

"Morgan's promotion went smoothly, but we were not promoted according to the process, and without the opportunity to fight against A-level personnel, we naturally couldn't get the other party's base world and resources.

I have to find a way to lay down an A-level world local market by myself.

Rogge has been busy with this matter lately, and the mercenaries in the gods are crazy, but the hunter is still righteous, and gave us an A-class world she found before as a target.

In addition to delivering something, I came here to order. ”

He took out a separation chip from the memory on his waist, handed it to Mason, and said:

"This is all the advanced weapons information of Kangtao Industry and Arasaka Heavy Industries, Rogge said that you are highly skilled, and it is a little too late for us to reopen the production line.

So I'll leave the weapons in here to you.

A month of preparation time, and we need a 3,000-strong army of weapons, as well as a few of your magical alchemy pills and black technology heavy troops.

If there is a magic sword, we will buy it at a high price.

You just have to open your mouth about the materials you need, but we're all allies, and you always have to get a discount on the price. ”

Speaking of which, V frowned and said:

"I just saw that handsome red-haired bat girl walking around in a cool power armor down there, does that thing sell? Get us a few.

That's much more powerful than Arasaka Heavy Industries' cannon fodder two-legged power armor. ”

"Fenrir Warframe?"

Mason was surprised and said:

"It's not that I don't give it, it's that you can't play with it. It needs a full-time mechanic to operate, so don't think about it like you, but you can get one for your girlfriend.

She can drive a magic lizard, and she will be able to do that after training.

But I've got better here. ”

The captain smiled, patted V on the shoulder, and said:

"Team K's own personal power armor had just been tested in a world of destruction, and it took almost seven minutes in front of an angry Heartless Hulk to be completely dismantled.

I recommend this one more.

Pure fool-like operation, as long as you have a brain, you can use it and the firepower is OK, and you can freely match the combat module according to your personal needs. If you order more than 50 units at a time, I will come with a set of counter-force superhuman tactical data modules and a gravity well for free. ”

"Sounds great."

V blinked, and the thick and thin mercenary whispered:

"And what are we going to pay?"

"Everyone is an ally, don't talk about it like this, what kind of money to talk about? Vulgar or not? ”

Mason waved his hand and said:

"Just pay a processing fee.

I'll make a list of materials for you later, the sooner you send it, the sooner you start work, I just recruited two excellent alchemists a few days ago, and I haven't done it yet.

However, I'm useful if I have more access to the data personality download of the Divine Opinion Space. ”

He stated his conditions, and V said with an embarrassed face:

"It's not that we don't give it, now the supply of troops is tight, Mason, I just said, we still have an A-level world to explore."

"I don't want combatants."

Mason shook his head and said:

"I want a logistics and management post, a data body like Hanako Arasaka."

"Oh, that's fine."

V crossed his arms and said:

"I'll go and apply to Rogge, it's not a big problem, but you have to be careful of those corporate dogs, they are not honest in cyberspace one by one.

As for me, I was resurrected in reality through the Arasaka chip, and I don't know much about what happened over there.

However, I know that those corporate dogs are a little closer to the wandering AIs, and they are also a force in the gods and are very mysterious, especially the AIs.

They have formed a 'data esoteric religion' in the cyberspace, and they have been preaching the idea of data soaring all day long.

Voodoo Gang

Well, a group of neuropathic hackers on our side is the main member of their 'Data Church', and they frantically worship the god-level hacker Buttermos, who tore apart the old web, and worship him as the 'God of Data'.

But if you're going to say that these data lives have any bad intentions, I don't see it that way. ”

He flicked the soot and said:

"Although they are chattering, they are the most cooperative forces in the afterlife, those cyber hackers advocate calm and rational thinking, it's hard to imagine what dangerous conspiracy these guys will plan."

"Looks like you don't know any more about them than I do."

Mason spat out a smoke ring and reminded V:

"Go back and talk to Morgan about this, and pay more attention if possible, I feel that those data lives may not be of the same mind as you.

Hurry up and send the materials, we're waiting for the start of work.

Also, I wish you a smooth journey to your station. ”

"Thank you."

V grinned, waved his hand and left the office, unaware of the few magic swords made by Mason that he had taken with him.

Mercenaries, unclean hands and feet are their "professional habits".

Besides, being able to be smuggled away by a well-informed guy like V shows that the quality of the swords made by Mason with forging and inscription techniques is okay, and he can barely enter the eyes of experts.

His gaze was on the left hand of Creation on the table, and he unblocked the bio jar and looked at the scarlet left hand soaked in the biological liquid.

After a few seconds, Mason said with some pain:

"This thing is in hand, but how do you put it on, is it difficult to cut off your left hand? And the warlock made it clear that it was an exaggeration, and that it might not be useful. ”

"It's obviously very special."

When it comes to biology, Consus is never absent.

The Isu apparition appeared beside Mason in the form of a projection in the dispersion of points of light, and he observed the left hand of the creation in front of him, rubbed his chin and said:

"Coupled with the rather mythical legend, I suspect that its use does not require the destruction of your own life form, and the idea of 'creation' is abstract in nature, and perhaps the hand itself is also a projection of the idea on a material level.

It will confer an ability, not the hand itself.

Touch it, my brother, and see what happens. ”

"Well, that makes sense."

Mason nodded, reaching down and dipping into the biological liquid and touching it on Crimson's left hand.

His fingertips felt as if they were touching a still fresh arm, and the elasticity of his skin had not been deprived of vitality by being cut off, and even had a residual temperature.

But as the time of contact prolonged, the red severed hand in front of him "melted" as quickly as the posture of the black death sword suit when wrapped, and "transferred" to Mason's left arm in a spray-painted way.

In just a dozen seconds, his left hand became exactly the same shape as the one he created, but it didn't cause any discomfort to Mason.

Until the last strand of transformation is complete, a text caption jumps into the translucent character card in front of Mason's eyes:

"'Conceptual Curiosities: The Left Hand of Creation' access. No harm.' The concept of 'creation' and the user's fit is: perfect new talent is given

Manufacturing talents are unlocked as:

[Creator: The time required for all manufacturing processes is reduced by 50%, the number of finished products is increased by 30% when making batches, and the production rate of high-quality products is greatly improved. 】

[Dexterous Left Hand: Increases the damage of the left hand by 30% when using engineering weapons, and +1 skill judgment when using the left hand in melee combat.] 】

[Hand of Hope I.: When using your left hand to perform first aid or craft healing drugs, the quality and craftsmanship of the finished product will be +1, and this effect can be upgraded by healing or crafting healing drugs. 】

[Inspiration: When using the left hand of creation to make products, there is a chance to stimulate the "inspiration" effect, so that the finished product and process break through the upper limit of existing skills.

This effect is non-upgradeable, and the more advanced the skill, the higher the chance of triggering. 】”

"Tsk, unpretentious, simple and crude!"

Mason's eyes lit up as he looked at his scarlet dexterous left hand.

He was quite satisfied with the effect of creating his left hand between his five fingers, and so on, the effect of the right hand of destruction that Captain Morgan obtained was estimated to be very domineering, and it was definitely not inferior to ordinary legendary weapons.

This time, he finally didn't cheat his allies, which made Mason happy.

"But it's this weird color."

He complained:

"Going out and walking around with such a hand, it's hard to guarantee that I won't have another title of 'bloody hand slaughter' in the future."

"Indeed, it's a lot like the devil's claw."

The hat commented sharply:

"You'd better put on your gloves, Mason, lest your image shift to the villain."

"Mason! The Awakening Ritual is about to begin! ”

Barbara's reminder rang in the team comms, and Mason answered, saying:

"I'll be right here when I've found myself a glove, but alas, it's a pity that the people who should have been here for this ceremony of the new life didn't come.

May the old wolf and Captain Atom be in eternal peace in heaven. ”

It's night in Gotham City.

There is no one dead in front of the ruins of the long-abandoned Gotham orphanage, which has become one of Gotham City's many evil lores since the Joker wrecked here a few years ago.

As the rumors grew outrageous, the Wayne Group simply took over the orphanage, which was on the verge of bankruptcy at the time, and rebuilt a better facility in the Distosburg area.

But just because it's abandoned doesn't mean that no one comes, in fact, it's really this kind of place where no one will come that is the most suitable for some guys to hide, and the orphanage ruins tonight are not really peaceful.

The Lord is here to hunt down a gang of bank robbers, and Gotham City has no shortage of these desperate people.

This is not a difficult thing for Batman, in fact, in many of the situations he is facing now, chasing a gang of robbers with guns is almost equivalent to "pastime".

The lord did this quickly.

He called Director Gordon as usual for the police to finish the way, and then hopped on the Batmobile and drove away, but a few minutes later, a twisted rift in time and space suddenly appeared, like a night light flickering and then extinguishing.

A figure popped out and was lying on the grass in front of the orphanage, and something in her arms gurgled out.

No one paid attention to them until a few minutes later a dark shadow returned.

The old man who glided down from the sky landed quietly.

He approached the transgressor vigilantly, then froze for a moment when he saw the other's obvious feminine features, and then turned his head to look at something else

"Dubari, I need you to come to Gotham! Immediately! ”