Mason sat in the Möbius chair, and the shape of the chair showed that it wasn't very comfortable to sit on, but that didn't stop it from being easy to use.

Without any mechanical tentacles or forcible mental reading, Mason could still feel his mind interacting with the magical chair.

It's like a living creature, adapting its internal program to Mason's preferences to fit the user.

Soon a translucent projection similar to a character card appeared in front of Mason's eyes, on which was a fairly simple interface, with only three functions about the Möbius chair to operate.

They are Query, Reality Intervention, and Armed Mode Activation.

Although Mason had never sat in a real Mobius chair before, he was sure that the function of other people's "genuine goods" would never be so much.

But there is no way, the "second-hand phone" in his hand is a "second-hand phone" that has been disassembled and reinstalled by Brainiac, and after being dismantled and connected to the mysteries of the universe, this chair has been downgraded from a cosmic artifact to the level of a legendary item.

It's nice to be able to leave him with these three features.

Besides, with his current engineering skills, he wouldn't dare to use a full version of the Mobius chair, wouldn't he? So so be it, what more bikes do you want?

Mason's eyes opened the query module on the translucent interactive interface, and something like a search engine popped up, Mason thought for a moment and asked:

"Give me a copy of the best modification plan for the Lord of the Universe Neural Power Armor, according to my physical parameters and combat habits as the standard."

"Wait a minute, searching the Brainiac database."

A nice cold electronic sound sounded in Mason's ears, he had thought that the search process would take a long time, but in the next moment, a large number of design blueprints and modifications were posted in front of his eyes.

The Möbius chair not only designed the best modification plan, but even illustrated Mason on how to complete the process.

Tsk, this is the legendary "I will teach you how to modify the artifact-level power armor tutorial .pdf after watching it"?

Mason pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, and after carefully watching the whole tutorial, he found that there were no omissions and errors, and he exclaimed:

"Although I can't understand the mysteries of the universe through you anymore, even the castrated program is still powerful, and I finally know why even a level 12 intelligent creature like Brainiac wants to keep you in the treasury.

What a lazy helper. ”

"We appreciate the compliments of the user, but we need to point out that 'laziness' and 'proper use of tools' are two completely different concepts."

The intelligent module of the Mobius chair answers clearly:

"The original intention of all tools is to assist users, and whether they can use tools well is an important basis for judging intelligent life.

If you feel that saving time with my help is a sin and choose to do everything yourself, what is the difference between you and the barbarian who forgoes a more convenient weapon to attack the tiger with both fists? ”

"Yo, the mouth is quite poisonous."

Mason pouted and said:

"Okay, I apologize to you, Chair, since you think that serving me is the mission of your birth, then I'll leave the internal module modification process of the Cosmic Main Force Armor to you, no problem, right?"

"No problem at all, please give the user permission to operate the engineering laboratory freely, and the modification process is expected to be completed within 30 standard working days.

However, the external modification of this power armor requires pure X metal, which is now not sufficient. ”

The Mobius chair still has that calm tone, but in fact, it says angrily:

"If users need to shorten their man-hours, then please give me more intelligent assistants, such as the 12th generation hunting sentry machine that you are sitting in the laboratory repair chamber and is on standby.

I can modify their logic circuits to make them excellent industrial robots, and with their participation in the repair, the internal module modification time of the Master of the Universe Neural Power Armor will be reduced to 15 working days.

Or I can help you with the upgrade of the Hunt Sentinel to the level of Alpha Sentinel's power.

After providing the brood module and the Thinking Alloy as raw materials, I can try to make your own 'Ninglu-class' Sentinel Brood for you.

However, it should be noted that in the absence of data supervision and hardware lock-out technology, granting too high permissions to Ninglu-level sentinels has a more than 30% risk of mutiny.

In Brainiac's words, the Sentinel Robot itself is a very sharp but at the same time very stupid robot design thinking. ”

"Okay, I'll give you the sentry bot."

Mason leaned back in the overly intelligent mechanical chair, propped his chin on his hand and said:

"But forget about the armed transformation for the time being, I don't want to mess up the relationship with Utopia yet, so let's put the Ninglu-level sentries or something first. Why don't you introduce yourself?

I can understand the armed mode in the three 'factory functions', but what does this 'reality interference' mean? ”

"Bang"

As Mason asked, the machinery in the engineering lab, which was empty behind him, began to spin on its own under the control of the Möbius chair.

The operating logic of each instrument was reorganized and modified into a larger sub-thread of "integrated bots" that began to operate under the control of an intelligent AI that could control the whole picture.

While twelve sentinels were sent into the dismantling workshop for modifications, the Möbius chair slowly lifted Mason into the air, looking down at the "alive" laboratory at a higher angle.

At the same time, it explains to Mason:

"The birth of this machine originated from the Apocalypse Star technology, designed and packaged by the first generation of maker Mittron, with the first-class mechanical intelligence of the multiverse and written into the 'tool mind', the purpose of the birth of this machine is to help any life on the machine to explore the truth of the universe and reveal the mysteries of all things.

However, after obtaining the Black Apple, Brainiac dismantled the core of the Cosmic Mystery Connection Module, which caused the indicators of the unit to drop significantly, but this is not a bad thing.

Powerful tools in the hands of fools can often lead to terrible disasters, but according to the analysis of the user's thinking and the current situation, the power of the machine is enough to help the user get through the situation.

Therefore, it is not recommended that users repair missing modules for this machine rashly when their knowledge and skills are not up to standard.

Finally, about the 'reality interference' function.

The unit contains a series of programs to analyze and modify the world as seen by the user, including, but not limited to, revealing camouflage, providing military advice, biological mind monitoring, plane positioning and shuttle, low-level reality rewriting, and using the unit's tow beam to pull a planet out of its intended orbit if necessary.

However, all of the above functions require the energy consumption of the unit, and the X element quenched with X metal can be used to restore energy, but the item codenamed 'Weak Magic Stone' in the user's hand can also be used as a replacement energy source. ”

After that, the Moubis chair modified its parameters to make the backrest present a biomimetic structure to make Mason more comfortable to lean on, saying:

"Although the Offensive Weapon Module is unable to activate World-Destroying Weapons due to energy limitations, your life will be greatly safeguarded once you have this unit.

Therefore, this machine does not recommend that you once again wear Power Armor to join the dangerous war.

The wise do not stand under the wall, only the resentful seed will repeat the mistakes of the past, please realize that your wisdom is your most powerful weapon. ”

"Well said."

Mason nodded approvingly and said:

"I also feel that as a craftsman, I rush into battle to cause chaos for others, but unfortunately, I always encounter the situation where I will die if I don't fight.

But that's not bad.

There's nothing to see here, my engineering lab runs like a living thing in your hands, let's go look elsewhere.

For example, in alchemy.

I'm trying to reverse launch the Golden Sentinel Serum, maybe the smart chair can give me some advice? ”

This time the Moubis chair did not answer immediately.

As it drove Mason out of the engineering lab, it said in a much quieter voice than before:

"Of course! This will help the user in any way he can, even though my tailoring database is formatted, as Breniac feels that this knowledge is meaningless for conquering the universe.

But I'm sure I'll learn it soon."

Its voice grew smaller and smaller, until at last it was almost like a mosquito, which was in stark contrast to the previous bullish tone, causing Mason to raise an eyebrow in surprise.

He then said in a long voice:

"Is the omnipotent Mobius chair also at risk of going into uncharted territory? If you don't know, I can teach you, and it's not a shame to learn. ”

"This machine doesn't think it's necessary!"

The self-esteemed Mobius replied in a high-pitched voice:

"This machine only needs to observe and summarize the experience to master any new knowledge in a very short time, and it has the most advanced learning modules, so that users can use your wisdom for more valuable things without worrying about it.

For example, think about the solution to the shock event. ”

"Don't get excited, I'm just talking about it casually."

Mason was taken aback by the chair's reaction and hurriedly reassured:

"Calm down! Calm down, your memory footprint has just broken through 1.75%, your emotion module is iterating at a high speed, if you have a brain, it will be time to heat up.

Don't do this.

I'm afraid you're going to get sick of yourself.

Alright, now explain to me your armament mode so that I can have a bottom before I pilot a talking, arguing, and restless smart chair into battle with a starship. ”

——

Mason is getting familiar with his new "tools", but the world doesn't stop spinning and changing.

Osborna's K-Legion minions, who are still training but have been ordered to prepare for battle, don't mention that there is already a dark state of affairs in Gotham that has entered the execution phase.

A loud bang in the wee hours of the morning meant that the new Arkham Asylum had been rebuilt and had just been put into operation, continuing the tradition that this magical building would always be attacked inexplicably.

A black shadow rushed into it with agility and put all the guards down and rushed into the lowest level of the asylum, one after another the cells were opened, and all the "heroes" including the scarecrow, the two-faced man, the mad hatter, and the black mask were "invited" out of their VIP rooms, and the whole process went smoothly, obviously with strong external cooperation.

Because no alarm was triggered during the ten minutes of action from beginning to end, it means that the surveillance system of this madhouse has been blocked, and there is no need to worry about the scary man with a handsome chin who likes to walk around the city at night in a batsuit to disturb the event.

The main thing is that he can't come either.

Master, this will still help the superman substitute for the "sick leave" in the metropolis.

The guys in orange prison uniforms were quickly gathered in front of the hall on the ground floor, covering the black-clad men they had released, but it didn't matter.

The guys who can live here have seen the world, they don't care who released them, they will look at the person in front of them with blazing eyes, only care about the conditions he or she is about to make.

For the heroes of Gotham City, who have fought all the way from the most evil people, they don't care about being used, provided that they are also profitable.

"The Legion of Doom is recruiting new recruits!"

The man in black standing on several large boxes crossed his arms and said to the group of supervillains below:

"We just need the best, the best, the most hopeless, the villains to join us, and of course you are all qualified people, and there are still vacancies in the leadership.

That's why we decided to start a special selection event.

Twenty-four hours are now until tomorrow morning, and whoever of you can help us catch these key figures will be recognized by us and promoted to commander. ”

"A handful of nonsense!"

The two-faced man tossed a bottle cap as a coin with an unhappy face.

His beloved coins were taken away when he was imprisoned, and he didn't look at the images and materials of several children projected by the man in front of him from his arm, and said with a gloomy face:

"What the hell is the Doomsday Legion? How come I've never heard of this third-rate organization? ”

"You'll soon find out who we are."

The man in black sneered, pointed to the sky, and said:

"You've been imprisoned for too long, and you've been out of step with the times, but if you know what the Justice League is doing, you'll be scared to pee your pants.

To be honest, I've always found it rather boring to tout the so-called Gotham's rising stars of crime, after all, you've been fighting here for years and you can't even beat a normal person in a costume.

You can also dismiss this selection as if this freedom was my handout, but remember that the Legion of Doom is open to all supervillains.

After you understand the situation, welcome to sign up for this great evil man's self-help project.

Remember, you only have twenty-four hours. ”

"Boom"

Another loud bang sounded above, like the sound of a wall being blasted open.

The villains were stunned, and the man in black in front of them had disappeared, but the door to the ground had been opened, and in the laughter of the Riddler, the group of guys rushed up and ran away.

First open the equipment warehouse and take out all the belongings of the villains and distribute them, then rush into various places to unleash those low-level prisoners to cause chaos, and finally get the vehicles and escape.

It's all a cooked process, and it's even more rare that there are no annoying batboys running to stir up the situation, and everything is going smoothly incredible.

Hmm, Gotham.

Gotham in the distance.

O depraved and beautiful Gotham, your "little cuties" are back.

However, there was a strange breathing mask in the crowd, the whole body exuded extreme hypothermia, and the emaciated but still polite guy with a thin face was a few steps behind.

He squinted his eyes as he recalled the images and materials of the children that the man in black had shown them, and after a moment of hesitation, he declined the invitation of the others, and watched the burning Arkham Asylum rush into the night on the outskirts of Gotham City.

A few hours later, Charles the Kite Man drove his three children into Gotham High School, a daily necessity for him.

For a "semi-retired" third-rate villain and a pioneer of the Star Club, living a premature retirement life does not make him feel lost, in essence, Charles wants to be a stable person more than an exciting life.

But unfortunately, trouble always finds itself.

Just as he got into the car and was about to return to the afterlife bar to start a day in the office, a sudden explosion exploded in Gotham High School behind him.

Charles grabbed a mechanical suitcase from the co-pilot and rushed out of the car, and in the midst of the chaos he was about to put on his improved kite armor, a phone call came to him.

The unfamiliar number made the kite man frown, and he put his phone to his ear, and heard an indifferent voice say:

"Charles Brown, Mason Cooper's good brother, don't be afraid of your son in my hands, I won't hurt him, you come to Naho Island alone!

I have something to ask you.

Plus, there's a covenant you may have forgotten. ”

(End of chapter)