60. Clash of Fate: Are the devils as rich and generous as you?
"Then that's the case, the situation is already clear to everyone."
In one of the conference rooms at Osborne Tower, Mason stood in front of a large optical projection screen and briefed the K-Corps members in the packed room in front of him.
He looked at the team members he had personally selected and the few "supernumerary personnel" who were invited to come, and after seeing that everyone was listening very carefully, he nodded with satisfaction and said:
"Now I need everyone to speak up and have an intra-team discussion about the current situation to determine our next course of action."
"Is that how your K-Team works?"
Before Mason's words fell, Sister Ka, who was wearing casual clothes and travel sunglasses, crossed her arms and said:
"I thought you invited me here today to have a celebration meeting, and you came with the mentality of drinking and enjoying yourself, and then you came to the meeting?
If I liked meetings, I wouldn't have resigned from a company that meets every day from morning till night. β
"Yes, yes, Sister Ka is right!"
Hallie, who was next to her, threw a piece of bubble gum into her mouth and chimed in as she chewed it:
"I also think I should enjoy some happiness after this victory, even if it's only for a few hours, everyone is tired, little sweetheart, you see Zakang is about to fall asleep."
"He's falling asleep because he's so scummy, and it has nothing to do with the meeting itself."
Mason sighed.
He didn't expect that Sister Ka, who had always been very reliable, would be a thorn, but thinking about it, the customs of the Spartans were like this.
Whenever there is a big victory, a child is born, someone dies and still has to drink, the banquet is part of their traditional culture, and Mason swept the crowd in front of him, he did sense the fatigue and uneasiness on the faces of his teammates, and at this time the benefits of a relaxation outweigh the disadvantages.
So, after a few seconds of thought, he snapped his fingers and said to the people:
"After the meeting, let's go to the afterlife bar, and I will inform Miss Huazi to get ready for the reception, and I won't get drunk tonight!"
"Hah, that's right!"
Sister Ka was finally satisfied, and she was quite satisfied with Mason's character of listening to advice, she leaned back in her chair with her arms crossed and didn't say more, as for the situation or something
Hey, so what's there to consider?
Wouldn't it be okay to draw a knife and cut all the way through?
The war that has just ended has proved that the alliance of the five worlds is a force to be reckoned with, and to be honest, even if there is no appearance of the three major bosses in the final stage, relying only on the alliance of the five realms can still defeat the conquerors and cleaners, but it will take some time.
And that was already a large-scale invasion that the Council hoped would be able to organize, and it turned out that the small group formed by Mason was a little more combative than Sister Ka thought.
She doesn't have any doubts about her combat effectiveness.
But the problem is that the current situation is not only related to combat effectiveness, nor is it just about being able to fight.
"The problem is the external environment."
The old lady sitting in the back row said in a low tone:
"This victory is certainly worth remembering, but we don't have enough channels to spread the news of the victory further, and if the current parallel world system is a field of public opinion, then the general trend is still in the hands of the Council of Hope, and we cannot compete with them in this field.
A victory that cannot be advertised is not enough to gain us more potential allies, and the impact of this victory in a parallel world system is not as great as we think.
publicize
This is also a very important part.
Now in an all-out confrontation, the worlds oppressed by the Stellar Society do not know that they have a second option. β
"The old lady is right!"
Judy immediately agreed, but the tech girl didn't really have her own thoughts on the matter.
She wore a special pair of glasses, and she relayed the meeting in front of her to the leaders of the Mikoshi world in a "live broadcast" manner, and used as a "microphone" to convey Bartmoss's thoughts here.
Originally, there was no need for such trouble, there was enough technology to make a real-time projection of the participation in the meeting, but because the world of Divine Opinion was deeply involved in this war, the Vault Dweller spacecraft carrying the host of Divine Opinion would be conducting a "plane dive" so as not to be captured by the conquerors.
Judy, who didn't care much about these things, was also helpless as a representative.
She pushed her glasses, like a translator, and relayed the words that appeared in front of her eyes:
"Public opinion can be the difference between victory and defeat in a war when the situation is evenly matched, so we can't give up on this effort, and the world of mikosson will use our influence on the data network to spread the war in the world of Gotham to as many worlds as possible, but others must also act.
With the reorganization of the Stellar Society, the influence of our alliance will be spread.
Hopefully, the Council will have many, many worlds to provide them with resources, and we cannot afford to be complacent about the losses they have received from this victory. β
"And our own problems!"
Damian, who was becoming more and more like a captain, also raised his hand, and he said solemnly:
"This battle has exposed a lot of problems with the coalition forces, the forces of the five worlds are basically not effectively coordinated, and it is too thin to rely on Xiao Shan's cosmic treadmill for space-time teleportation.
Once this means is blocked again, our connection will be severed, with terrible consequences. β
"The cosmic tuning fork is being tested and restarted by researchers."
Mason pushed his frame and said:
"The power of this thing is beyond imagination, and its presence can basically guarantee that there will be no more expulsion in war, but Damian is right, and Shem has become the most important and vulnerable member of our resistance system.
What's worse is that he's been exposed in this fight, and I have every reason to think that if the next conflict resumes, the attack on the Flash will definitely be in the first place. β
"I'm not that easy to get knocked down!"
Xiao Shan, who ran over in a jacket and jeans today, pouted and said:
"The Speedy are always capable of taking care of themselves."
"That being said, but if you find a weakness and don't protect it, that's not courage, that's stupidity."
Agent Hill crossed her legs, rubbed her chin and looked at Flash, and after a moment, she said:
"A 'backup' must be made for the Flash, but the power of the Speed Force does not exist in the worlds of us and Osborne."
"We don't have it there."
Sister Ka sighed and said:
"It's a great thing, but it's not the basic rules of parallel worlds, and it doesn't work in every world. Mason is right, the cute and kind little flash has become our Achilles heel.
This issue must be resolved before the next conflict. β
"Then find more Speeders! Shem's space-time heterogene, and the formation of a lightning family that can manipulate the speed of God's power. β
Judy repeated Bartmoss's words when she said:
"Split the responsibilities of Shin with more people, and at the same time duplicate the cosmic treadmill and make the speed force storage device to ensure that the system can be activated whenever we need it."
"Leave it to me."
The hunter, who appeared here in a very low-key manner, held his coffee cup and whispered:
"I will sort out all the world coordinates where the speed force exists and hand them over to Mason, and Team K will be designated as a 'special team' and will no longer participate in ordinary exploration operations.
Your next task is to enter these worlds, find the members of the Speed and Lightning Families and convince them to join us. β
She looked up at Mason, her face gaunt.
When the two looked at each other, it was as if they had seen something strange and separated, and it was clear that the effects of that night's impulsive behavior were still in effect.
This puts the two who had worked together perfectly in a rather awkward position, and this scene makes Harry's eyes strange and start to exchange ears with Quinn, who is not here in her mind.
They seriously suspect that their home has been stolen, but at the moment it doesn't seem like what happened after the spring was destroyed, so maybe there is still a way to save it?
"The training of the Servant Army also needs to be on the agenda!"
Captain Jack came to the meeting in his own captain's uniform, and he took out a thick plan booklet in a decent manner, turned a page and read:
"The manpower provided by Osborne Tower alone is no longer sufficient to deal with the current situation, so after discussions with the three senior commanders of the Servant Army and the nominal leader, His Excellency the Green Goblin, we hope to complete the integration training of the Alliance Army in the next month.
With the current K-Legion servants as the backbone, the assassins of the Isu world are recruited as scouts, the elite agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. are the mothership operators and vehicle providers, the high-quality combatants of the world of gods are delegated to become the main force of the battle, and the intelligent AI serves as the construction and protection of the communication and command system, supplemented by the commandos composed of superheroes.
In this way, we will not only complete the complementarity of the superior forces of each world, but also make this special legion a rapid reaction force to deal with possible critical situations. β
"That's surprisingly reliable, Jack."
Catwoman sat down in her chair in a seductive gesture and gave a thumbs up to Captain Jack, who smiled and put together the plan that had been summed up and written by Lord Green Goblin.
He just came to be a microphone, similar to Judy's responsibilities at this time.
"Do you have any comments?"
Mason looked at the representatives of the other worlds.
No objection was expressed, and the proposal was passed. He looked down at the time of his watch, and then said to the people in front of him:
"There's one last issue that needs to be discussed, and our high-end forces, which I spoke to with the three members of the Ultimate K-Team, have confirmed that they will not be involved in ordinary matters, so we can't expect them to do another 'sΓ©ance' in the conflict that may arise in the future.
High-end forces also need to be recruited and cultivated, and if individual forces cannot be quickly iteratively upgraded, then solutions must be found from the outside.
I would like you to submit a list of requests for personal use of equipment, weapons, and ancillary combat items, as well as your thoughts and suggestions, after the meeting, and I will personally be responsible for the progress of this for some time to come.
Equipment is also part of strength.
Let's discuss it here today, and if there is anything else to do, I will contact the person in charge separately, and everyone will pack up and go to the next life bar to participate in the celebration dinner.
I'm going to prepare it here, and then I'm going to meet you all. β
Mason smiled, waved his fist, and said:
"Leave these future troubles for tomorrow, and then enjoy the today that everyone has won back, and don't get drunk tonight!"
"Hah, that's what it sounds like."
Sister Ka laughed and got up and swaggered away surrounded by a group of little girl fans, Harley ran over and gnawed on Mason's cheek, and then quietly looked in the direction of the hunter only to find that Ciri had left.
Oh, what a cunning opponent to swear sovereignty or something! You silver-haired old chick!
"Isn't Quinn okay?"
Mason packed up the papers and asked, and Harley pouted and said:
"Secret, it's her freedom to show up when she wants, anyway, don't think about these headaches tonight, I'll be waiting for you at the bar."
After saying that, she slapped her boyfriend's buttocks hard, and then left here humming a song behind her back.
Mason was the only one left in the chamber.
He turned off the projection and packed his notebook into his bag, but instead of leaving immediately, he leaned against the table in the middle of nowhere, lighting himself a cigarette.
The players can enjoy their leisure, but he can't stop.
Recreation is a luxury, especially in the current situation.
"Smack"
The door to the conference hall was pushed open, and without looking back, Mason asked:
"Did you forget something?"
"Well, no, I made a special trip to attend the K-Team combat meeting, but it seems that the distance makes me seem to be a little late, and everyone has dispersed, which is a pity."
An old and deep voice sounded behind Mason, with the elegance of an old London flag, but it was not quite the same as Ah Fu's standard London accent, and this guy spoke with an air that could not be ignored.
Mason stood up, took the cigarette from his lips and turned around as the smoke rings rose, looking at the old man behind him in a vintage suit and short cape, holding a cane.
It's like an old gentleman who has stepped out of history, and going to that stop can explain how Mason wants him to behave when he gets old.
The latter was smiling at him.
He was like a kind and imposing old man, but the lights of the conference room stretched his shadow and cast it on the ground, showing a ghost that seemed to devour everything.
He had a finely trimmed goat's beard and black gloves.
The black wooden cane in his hand was inlaid with a delicate skeleton at the top, which looked like a work of art, but it added a touch of evil to the man that was just right to shock people without frightening others.
Mason is observing the comer, and the comer is observing Mason.
His gray eyes looked Mason up and down, and finally nodded critically and said:
"It's not bad, it's just that you're too young to look steady, but your temperament is changing, kid, maybe it's because you've experienced something that makes you realize something heavier.
It's like a jar of wine fermented in the dark, like the wise and desperate Strange back then.
Hello, Mason Cooper.
Need me to introduce myself? β
"No, you don't."
Mason took a deep breath to calm his mind at this time, he looked at the uninvited old man in front of him, leaned over the latter slightly, and whispered:
"Hello, Your Excellency Fate, have you just woken up to punish the rebellion? You don't need to make a trip to do this, you just need an order, and I'll be happy to go and see you. β
"By the way, take the most dangerous bunch you can find to burst into my room and kill me on my warm bunk before I am fully awake?
No, any devil with a little brain would do nothing like suicide. β
Mephisto stepped forward slowly, his left fingers running over the chair that had not yet been cleaned up, the clash of his cane against the ground with a rhythmic sound.
What came here was only an astral projection and no entity, but it undoubtedly showed the momentum of the Great Devil hidden deep in the darkness.
He stood in front of Mason, and only then did Mason notice that there was a red spot of light that shimmered like magma ash in the depths of the latter's gray eyes.
It's like a ghost fire you'll see when you're walking at night, or like a lone wolf you're encountering while trekking through a snowy field.
He said:
"I'm here to meet the best young man my organization has ever produced, and by the way, ask Lord Mason if he's interested in taking over Strange's duties.
To put it simply, I'm here to hire. β
The old devil smiled, took a blank scroll from his bosom, pulled it open, hovered it in front of Mason, took out another pen, handed it to Mason, and said:
"Treatment, position, salary, benefits. Write whatever you want, I've signed it in the bottom corner, and the poor old devil has all the belongings in front of you, so take whatever you like.
Oh yes. β
Mephisto smiled and said in a gentle tone:
"Including the soul of Lady Ciria Fiona Alan Rian Lun who has deposited it with me.
As soon as you ask, Mason, I will give her back to you with a smile, so that you will not have to go through that painful choice again, and let the proud lady willingly become your plaything companion.
Even the order to dissolve the Stellar Society can be written, and I have only one request.
You! β
He narrowed his eyes and said:
"I need someone like you, and I'm willing to do everything for it, or do I'm willing to do it, or do you think about it?"
(End of chapter)