Originating from the divine assistance of the commander of the third sequence, Mason and the others spent a "peaceful" night in the mothership of the first sequence.

Until dawn the next day, the remnants of the war-scented starship left port, and until it docked next to an asteroid at the edge of the solar system of the new Osborne Tower, not a single conqueror jumped out to make it feel like a presence.

An attack on the conquistador's headquarters ended in this way.

So much so that when she left the starship and returned to Osborne, it was a pity that the swordsman was still complaining that her soul sword could not drink the blood.

But the good news is that she managed to get mixed up with the glorious title of "Liberator of the Species", although she only ran to brush a few heads at the end of the war, but participation is participation.

Oops, now you can go back to hell and blow it.

"Won't he cause him any trouble if he helps you like that?"

As Mason pushed Emma, who was already exhausted and collapsed, back to her residence in Osborne, the White Queen, who had just taken off her brainwave enhancement machine, asked:

"It's not a matter of malfeasance anymore, is it? Once the truth of the first sequence is revealed in the Council of Hope, your Commander-in-Chief friend will probably be executed on the spot. ”

"Questions? No, there won't be any problems. ”

Mason explained in a gentle manner:

"If this was just a decision made by the third sequence alone, then Steve's fate would have been absolutely miserable, but the problem is, that warning signal last night should have been sent to all of the Conqueror sequences at the same time, Emma.

Such a state of affairs should have been established as the highest level of danger by a military organization, but only the third sequence called to routinely inquire about the situation, and the other sequences did not even bother to ask.

Guess what they think?

This decision was not just made by the Third Commander-in-Chief alone!

In fact, his indulgence in us was tacitly approved by all the other commanders, and Steve was only the representative of their military group.

The Council can move a commander-in-chief, but should it kill all the conqueror commanders together?

If they did, I would have laughed out loud in my dreams. ”

"You mean that the Conqueror has turned away from the Council of Hope?"

Emma asked with a wink.

Mason shook his head and said:

"No, it's not that much, but who doesn't like to have multiple paths when the situation is unclear?

After all, our neo-utopia project was a real success in the first step, and the Council's end-star project has never been able to produce a satisfactory finished product.

Although I do not accept other conquerors to jump on our ship at this time, but. All planes and the earth will eventually merge together.

I can't kill them all, can I?

They're not on our side, like Steve Rogers told me last night, he doesn't stand with anyone but his own philosophy.

I think that's probably the subtext that the other conqueror commanders want to convey to me.

They can be neutral.

They can sit back and watch me fight to the death with Old A, or even sit back and watch the council be destroyed by me alone, they don't want to be friends with me, but they are also trying to avoid becoming an undying enemy at this moment.

Of course, not all. ”

The captain sighed, lifted his mother, who was no longer able to move, out of the wheelchair and placed her on the bed, and took out a few more potions for rejuvenation, and placed them on the head of her bed.

He said:

"Just as even after the obedience procedure is unraveled, there are still council loyalists in the first sequence, and even if the other party has confirmed that the end is over, there will always be a few conqueror sequences who will choose to be buried for the dark thing.

After all, we've come this far, and there's no going back. ”

"But that's a good thing."

Emma stretched out on the bed, propped up her head and said to her son:

"The Conqueror's statement will give you one less headache for the rest of the day, and the collapse of the first sequence will be a terrible shock to the council's powerful councillors, as we planned.

I can see that you don't want them all to join you, but you just ask them to stop interfering with the new utopia project.

They can sit back and enjoy it by keeping silent and pretending not to see it, without even risking a break with their companions to support you.

Tsk, what a clever strategy, my little Mason, the human heart is played by you. ”

"It's not that simple."

Mason smiled, reached out and pulled Emma into the quilt, and said:

"I'm asking them to give up their power and move into the next era, not everyone will choose to do that, ambition is a hard thing to describe, so the real challenge is yet to come.

You rest, I'm going to get busy. ”

"Hmm."

Emma nodded, watched Mason leave the room and turned off the lights for her, and the White Queen fell asleep in a reassuring darkness.

But soon, she had a very rare nightmare due to overuse of her brain.

In the dream, she saw Madeleine crush Mason in flames with a cold face, and she could only watch helplessly as everything happened, which caused Emma to scream and wake up from her dream.

When I opened my eyes, I was already in a cold sweat.

"Damn it!"

She scolded in a low voice:

"Scott! You bastard, look at the big trouble you've left behind. If your daughter dares to touch my son, I will, damn it! ”

She gasped and lay back on her pillow, finally looking at the brainwave booster in the darkness at the hovering wheelchair.

In the darkness, the White Queen blinked, and she once again strengthened the idea in her heart.

Whether in the past or now, she is not a delicate woman who will leave her life to fate, and Mason, who has entered her life now, perfectly matches her imagination of her family.

This was a hard-earned second chance, and she wouldn't let it slip out of her hands again.

Whoever dares to sabotage all this is her enemy! ——

"We're halfway through the second refinement of the fusion project, and the guys at Fox's Nest are 300% enthusiastic about it, and they've pretty much taken your project from start to finish."

On the upper level of Osborne's Tower, Mason was sitting in front of Tony Seven's hospital bed, examining him as he watched as the slowly recovering creature was babbling.

Compared with the previous chic image, this guy is now thin.

The after-effects of the extracted thinking still make it difficult for him to think in a complex and precise manner, so he can only act as a spectator in the hot action of the fox's nest scientists.

This is simply the most terrible punishment for a wise man.

However, the rest of the Stark family also knew about this guy's personality, so they would organize the daily progress and send it to him, nominally "reviewing" and "giving advice", but in fact it was to make Tony Seven a little more involved, so that he would not get too bored and make things happen again.

"Look at you!"

Lying in the hospital bed, Tony Seven was so thin that he picked up the thick stack of plans and handed them to Mason, he said:

"They've added planetary shields to your rudimentary fusion process to ensure that the planet won't fail due to external factors.

This is a plan they came up with based on the dangers of several worlds during the last fusion.

In addition, the utopian magnetic field generator was dismantled and rebuilt, and eventually Reed formed a team to replace it with a more advanced autonomic instrument.

Their goal was to place it in the center of the earth in advance, and then there would be no need for a magnetic field manipulator like Magneto to mediate, and everything would be automated.

And the random space formed after the world folded also made these bastard colleagues in the fox's nest very unhappy.

Tony Six feels that this kind of folding is too random and can easily cause a series of uncontrollable problems, so she plans to reset a world folding scheme to achieve a controllable spatial folding!

That's a great idea, right? ”

"Is this really possible?"

Mason pushed the frame and winked and exclaimed:

"I thought this kind of spatial mutation was completely uncontrollable."

"Actually, you can."

Tony Seven is even more divine.

With Mason's help, he leaned against the head of the bed, waved his arm, which was still playing the bottle, and said with great interest:

"Formed by Bruce Banner's research group four years ago with a preset space landmark. Uh, what do you mean by that word? Oh, yes! A space network is formed to plan the world space system in advance, and then the blueprint of this space network is incorporated into the command network of the magnetic field generator.

Automatically activated during the second phase of fusion, a controllable space folding location preset can be realized.

Tony Six liked the idea so much that she had to find something for herself to do.

In short, everyone is doing their best to participate in your super project, especially after the cruel truth about the fox's nest is revealed, and everyone needs to do something to force their past encounters.

We are not domesticated here as clever ornamental fish, and we should put our wisdom to use.

Hey, I'm going to be involved when I recover. ”

"You're the big hero of the fox's nest now."

Mason put aside the thick improvement plan in his hand and quipped:

"If you go back to work, the researchers won't be able to offer you? At least two kowtows will be given to you before each boot to pray for all the best.

But you better lie down more, and you should take a break after being busy for so long.

I heard that little Morgan is finally willing to call you Daddy? ”

"That's it!"

At the mention of this, Tony Seven was even more proud.

The guy laughed and touched his scalp, which had been shaved because he was going to have surgery, patted it on the shiny head, and said:

"My precious daughter finally realized that I was her perfect father forever, and that she came to see me every day and tell me stories.

Although her story may seem a little bland and childish to me, I enjoyed this kind of fun that I had never had before, but speaking of which, what is the character of 'Damian Wayne' who always appears in my daughter's stories?

Is that part of your team? ”

Tony Seven's "fatherly intuition" fully awakened at this moment, and he stared at Mason and said:

"It sounds like a nasty little boy who is always provoking my precious daughter, but for a veteran prodigal, I've sniffed out very dangerous signs.

My precious daughter has already begun to sink, and this is not going to work!

You!

Call that bastard kid over and I'll see!

I'm going to teach him a lesson so he knows not to touch the treasures he shouldn't. ”

"Well, I think instead of talking to Damian, you should talk to his father and mother and his grandparents first."

Mason said in an embarrassed tone:

"Damian's background is complicated, and the origin of that little madman is much bigger than you think, but let's wait until things calm down later.

It's time for you to rest. ”

Mason got up and lifted Tony Seven's head back to his bed, the hole in the back of his head that had been stitched shut but still left a hideous wound.

This made Mason, as a first aid specialist, feel a little regretful, and only sighed after injecting Tony with a sleep aid potion and watching him fall asleep.

He got up and exited the room and saw little Morgan Stark waiting outside the room, closed the door again, and then asked in a low voice:

"Is it bad?"

"Well, it's worse than we thought."

Little Morgan whispered:

"Aunt Natasha told me that Daddy's intelligence had been irreversibly damaged, and that even with the best treatment options, he would never be able to regain his former genius.

In fact, he couldn't understand many details in that proposal, and I had to explain the principles of some complex formulas for him, and he stubbornly didn't want to admit it, and always secretly tried to check the results himself, but

And there was some confusion in his memory.

He now thinks that I am his daughter, born before his divorce from Miss Potts, and I have not corrected him, and perhaps such memories would be happier for him.

This brain loss will gradually worsen over time, and the probability of developing Alzheimer's disease after he gets old is dozens of times that of others.

I've rarely seen him so happy these days, Mason, and as one of his few friends, you should probably come to see him often. ”

"I will, but don't worry about him."

Mason patted Morgan on the shoulder and said:

"Your father is a man who has lived through great moments, and such a soul that truly shines in the sun is never afraid to go into the lonely night, not to mention that you will be by his side, which has filled in too many regrets.

I'll find a way to put some potions in place so that he doesn't get to the point where he doesn't even understand the basic algorithms. ”

The captain was about to talk to little Morgan about Damian, but as soon as he started, he saw Morgan's face change, and the girl casually found an excuse and rushed into her father's hospital room.

This made Mason blink in surprise, and said to himself, what strange thing did this little madman do to cause the relationship between him and Morgan to become so awkward?

Speaking of which, after the previous meeting at the Afterlife Bar, he seemed to see Damian going on vacation to the vampire world with another girl in a cloak?

Tsk, the sour love and exciting love triangles of young people are coming, which makes people a little unbearable.

Mason turned around with his aunt's smile, planning to take another look at the area where the cosmic tuning fork was located, Attilan City was still crushed under the Star Castle and could not move, although the Atlanteans had been contacted for help, but it was undoubtedly a difficult process.

I've been busy with mutants and clones for the past two days, and I don't know how the "self-help" is going over there?

With that in mind, Mason walked to the elevator.

But as he stepped into it, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated for a moment, and Mason opened the flip phone that Ah Fu had gifted him and glanced at it, and then, he narrowed his eyes.

A few minutes later, Mason's figure appeared in the top floor of the Star Castle.

He pushed open the door of the hunter's office with a hurry, just in time to see Hallie in pajamas making himself a cup of coffee, and when he saw the little sweetheart coming, Harley, who had not been tired of it for several days, threw away the coffee cup and threw herself into Mason's arms with joy.

This movement also alarmed Ciri, who was taking a nap.

Master Hunter leaned over and watched Mason and Hallie look crooked, their cat-like pupils flickering with a rather calm, but not actually calm.

"The busy man finally has time to come and see the useless boss?"

Ciri said jokingly.

Well, sour, like nibbling on several limes.

"It's urgent."

Mason patted Harley's waist as he hung on top of him like a koala, told her to come down, and then took out his phone and threw it to Ciri, who took it in his hand and glanced at the screen.

That's a message, and it's pretty simple:

"Let's find a time to come out and talk, I'm going to throw in the towel from the awesome guy."

But it's not as simple as signing off:

Old A.

(End of chapter)