Trajectory of Dawn in the World of American Comics

The post-battle inspection of the Anti-Superman Armor was completed soon.

The good news is that Crossbones' final counterattack just destroyed the outer armor, and Mason can repair it by going back and refining a few pieces of alloy. The bad news is that the tritium energy engine Dr. Otto installed on this thing has been confirmed to be unusable.

Not only has this thing been in disrepair for a long time, it has caused electric leakage.

Moreover, due to design defects, its energy output was unstable, and several power control modules were continuously burned out when the final overload mode was activated.

That is to say, Crossbones is not a villain of the science and technology department. Even wearing the armor of War Machine, it is difficult to display its full strength Certainly.

But Mason was not disappointed when he looked at the energy engine that was still emitting a strange smell and smoke after being taken out.

He recovered the Anti-Superman armor into the armor storage tank, threw it back into the suitcase factory, and then looked at the fist-sized ring-shaped precision device in his hand.

Like some kind of craft made of opaque crystal.

He had seen this thing once before at the wandering merchant stall of Edward Brothers, but at that time he was too shy to buy it. He didn't expect to hit a random boss tonight and it would "explode" for him:

Stark Industries Micro Ark Reactor Standard Edition

Quality: Epic Engineering High-precision Creation·Perfect Craftsmanship

Status: Atomic battery missing, radioactive palladium remaining

Produced by: Cleaner Legion Commander Rationing Third Lab

Item description: Put something full of radiation next to your body? No, this is not a good idea.

Tip: Engineering Lv6 can analyze this blueprint.

"It is at least one generation behind the reactor version in the hands of the Elric brothers, and it does not contain the unknown elements invented by Tony Stark, so it still needs the traditional palladium element battery as an ignition material.

But the good news is, as long as there is enough palladium, this thing will keep working.

Based on my current understanding of engineering, if I were given the most advanced reactor, I would not be able to crack the technology at all. It would be more convenient than the next generation of products. "

Mason stroked the Ark reactor in his hand, glanced at his current Lv5 engineering skills, and felt that he was only one step away from mass-producing Tony Stark's backward reactor.

The reactor alone made Mason feel that the battle was not in vain.

Satisfied, he put the thing into an engineer's box, tossed it in his bag, and waved to stop the Batmobile speeding past.

It's like waving gracefully to hail a taxi.

The cockpit popped open, but the driver was not Catwoman but the great pirate Captain Jack. The latter, who was wearing toad glasses, hooked his fingers chicly, signaling Mason to get in the car.

The guy who had done a great job tonight would be so smug that he would be a hero.

"They might put up a monument or something for me."

While turning the steering wheel, Jack said to Mason in the co-pilot:

"Maybe there will be a statue on the seaside with the life story of the great Captain Jack Spyro written on it, and I suddenly feel that maybe it is a good choice for me to move to Osborne Tower.

Gotham City is too noisy, and there is a dangerous Batman flying around at night, it is not safe, and it is not suitable for a hero like me.

What do you say? "

"I think you might be thinking too much."

Mason glanced at Captain Jack and said:

"Okay, I admit that you did a good job tonight, keep up the good work, Jack, one day your name will spread across the stars. Now take me to Osborne Tower, let's take a rest and leave before dawn."

"Huh? So fast?"

Jack complained with some dissatisfaction:

"Aren't you going to stay for a celebration dinner or something? I'm planning to invite Ms. Mary Jane to dinner."

"I want to give old Peter a cuckold, and there will be opportunities in the future."

Mason shook his head and said:

"But we can't waste time now. What happened here must be reported immediately. We can't deal with such a big matter. We have to find our thighs to help wipe our ass."

The Batmobile galloped through the city where the flames of war still remained, and the sound of gunshots streaked across the night sky. Although Areas C and B, as well as the interior of the Osborn Tower, had been cleared, at least one-third of the city area was still being cleared. hands.

But now that the Sanctuary Warriors, Osborn Guards and the Underground People have merged and the Great Demon Itregan is slaughtering to his heart's content, there is no suspense about the outcome of this battle.

After all, the main base of the Cleaners was completely wiped out by a tactical nuclear bomb, and no matter how cruel the remaining people were, they were still fighting.

The battle isn't over yet, but Team K no longer intends to continue participating in it.

Mason only hoped that when Mr. Hunter received the news, he wouldn't slash himself to death in anger. With this in mind, he walked into the elevator and went all the way up.

Before leaving, he still has some things to clarify with the old green goblin, the current controller of this world.

As a result, when the elevator door opened, it happened to see two corpses carried out of the Green Goblin's secret office by several Osborne guards.

Mason stopped the process, put on medical gloves, got their enhanced medicine preparations and some belongings from the corpses of the two commanders, and planned to go back and study them.

And Norman Osborn, sitting in the boss's chair in the office, witnessed all this.

After Mason finished the "autopsy", the old green goblin took the initiative to say:

"I apologize for my mistake just now."

"Shut up your hypocritical face."

Mason took off the blood-stained gloves, and threw it on the Green Goblin's desk weakly, then waved his hand to interrupt the insincere apology, and said in a cold voice:

"I knew you bastard was playing tricks when I heard The Copycat, White Ghost, and Crossbones run away from you.

The normal Norman has wisdom, and the evil Norman has power. Now you two are working together on your territory, and you can't even kill a few second- and third-tier villains!

This is an insult to my IQ!

I'm really not at all curious why you did this, but your actions put K-Squad at unnecessary risk and two of my team members were injured.

I say direct.

Show some sincerity, Norman, or there's no end to this! "

"swish"

Something was taken out of the drawer and bounced towards Mason and was picked up by the young man. He looked at the thing in his hand and found that it was a well-made authorization card.

When he held this thing, the information label popped out:

S.H.I.E.L.D. Level 10 Agent Authorization Card

Item utility: Grant access to the subordinate facilities of S.H.I.E.L.D., and gain [Temporary Captain] permission when in the control room of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Notice!

This item works in all worlds where the "SHIELD" faction exists.

Item description: The atmosphere has been enhanced here, do you think it is reasonable not to say "Mazefak"?

This thing made Mason raise his eyebrows, and then he heard the Green Goblin get up and say to him:

"The Helicarrier outside of the Cleaner's resident pier was roughly repaired a year ago, and I told those outsiders who entered this world that it was the property of the Cleaner Legion.

But actually it's not.

I'm just leaving it there in case anyone wants to get it. "

There was no hypocritical smile on Old Norman Osborn's face, and he said frankly and directly:

"Now, the space carrier that can take off at any time as long as it installs a power system belongs to you, and the power system it needs is hidden in the underground warehouse of Osborne Tower.

It only takes one month of assembly and debugging, and you can have your own flying fortress.

Can this apologetic reward appease Team K's anger? "

"The shot is quite generous, barely enough."

Mason put away the authorization card expressionlessly, flicked his fingers again, and said:

"But I heard from Mary Jane that the ship's weapons systems were all stripped out, what use would I want a shell ship? You're king in this wasteland, Norman, you might be able to help us with one busy?"

"Of course I would like to help, but transformation takes time."

The Green Goblin didn't refuse.

The thin and gloomy middle-aged man walked to the window of the office with his hands behind his back, looking at the city that was still emitting gunpowder smoke.

He said:

"Perhaps it will be available to you the next time you come over. But I have something to confess to you, Mason, as a collaborator.

I have to tell you very frankly, in fact, my control over the trailblazer teams that have gone out of this world is almost bottoming out.

The Hydra squad is the only force I can command.

But they were destroyed by you.

However, there is still a possibility to save this situation. Someone as smart as you must understand my plan. "

"I will report your situation to Mr. Hunter truthfully. It is up to him to help you."

Mason didn't answer the question at all.

He could understand the Green Goblin's plan, but he didn't participate in the game of these forces at all. The K team's current level is still lower, and Mason has no cards in his hand to check and balance others.

So the best way is to let the Green Goblin and Gwent negotiate with both sides, and just be a middleman.

He has always been sensible in this respect.

"I'm curious, how many people did you let out?"

Mason looked at Old Norman and asked:

"You have to tell me their team numbers, maybe if you meet them in the future, you can say hello and get in touch with each other."

"There are still three teams, all of which are B-level teams."

The Green Goblin turned around and raised three fingers at Mason, saying:

"The three members of The Defenders, Iron Fist, Jessica, Luke Cage, and several street heroes active in New York City form the 'Defenders'.

I hear you cured paralyzed Matt Murdoch.

Good, I need to speak to the blind man so maybe the defenders can get back under our control.

There's also the 'punishment' squad of Frank Castle, Gwen Stacy, and a few Vault heroes. These people are hostile to me and difficult to deal with, but Peter Parker's return may allow them to reconnect with their hometown. "

Norman shook his head, left his last finger and said to Mason:

"The last one is also the most troublesome, the Black Widow is the Captain, the Winter Soldier and Phil Coulson, as well as a group of elite SHIELD agents and the superheroes who work for them, the 'Holy Shield' team.

They are developing well in the Stars Club. As I said before, they are already applying for the promotion process of the A-level twelve-member council.

But they don't trust me at all.

The only connection between me and this group of agents and spies is to use each other, but I believe that once I have the permission of Mr. Hunter, the relationship between me and them will be the easiest to repair.

But the Blazers are not my 'ace'. "

The old green goblin showed a mysterious smile, pointed to the top of his head, and said to Mason cryptically:

"Actually, there are people from us in several brother organizations of the Stars Club. Remember what I told you before? Tony Stark left here with a group of people.

They are the best researchers.

After entering that organization, we naturally received courtesy, which caused our power to be scattered but spread across various fields.

As long as he gets the support of Mr. Hunter and the high-level forces behind him, these scattered sparks will immediately gather into a surging undercurrent!

This is also the reason why I dare to contact the people behind you.

They may have as much power as we have, but the people and networks we lurk among them are an inexhaustible asset! "

"That's right, just listening to the strength on paper, I feel that your rebel army is strong."

Mason rubbed his chin and looked at the Green Goblin. After a few seconds of silence, he said:

"But there is one more important question that you didn't tell me. What are you planning to do? What do you want to do? Is it revenge? Is it to find out the truth?

Or simply want to live? "

"Why do I have to pick one? Why can't I have them all?"

Old Norman showed a sinister expression, and looked back at Harry Osborn who was sleeping in the biological cabin in the corner of the office, and said:

"My feelings for this world are far less than Peter Parker's, and I don't think the protection that the stars will preach is so great. The more you understand this organization, the more you will understand that they are just luckier than us. Knowing that the impact is approaching, we made preparations in advance.

They played gods before me and returned my son who died in war and asked me to work for them.

I did.

I didn't feel fulfilled or even humiliated.

I just deeply realized that the rise of Stellaris is just an accident, and the best part is that it can be replicated, I mean, given me a chance, I would not do worse.

And if you insist on a specific answer, I will tell you that my most original idea is probably that I don't want to just die with this world among the stars that are going to perish.

I, Norman Osborn, the Green Goblin, I don't want to die silently and humble like stardust under the apocalypse. "

"Which one are you?"

Mason questioned.

The old Green Goblin lowered his head with a wicked smile and said:

"There were two of me, one I wanted to fight them, the other I wanted to mess with them, so we settled down and joined forces.

Well, you don't know how difficult it is for the two of us to reach a tacit understanding.

Fortunately

We did it. "

His weird smile made Mason's chills deepen for a moment, but it seemed like a hallucination, and in the next second, he returned to the old Norman's look of holding a wisdom pearl.

He said to Mason:

"Otto and I will send the gravitonium stored here back to the ground, but there will be some left above the safety line, Otto means let me give you some as a gift.

This kind of scarce resource is not available in every world, and you don’t know how long you will have to wait if you miss this one.

I heard you're a good engineer?

Very good, then use these rare resources properly. I can’t give you the Patriot armor I am wearing, but I will also give you the blueprint of the previous ‘Green Goblin’ suit.

Not great stuff, but nice for a minion army.

Ten standard units of purified liquid gravitonium are already being prepared, so take this as my personal gift, Mason, and I hope you can speak well for me in front of Mister Hunter. "

"Thanks."

Mason nodded, and said to the Green Goblin in front of him:

"I'll help you with a good word, provided my boss is willing to listen."