Trajectory of Dawn in the World of American Comics

Chapter 688 55. The stars will go bankrupt! Asshole Boss Destiny is running away with hell!

Mason's declaration was short and extremely efficient, and he arranged things in a snappy operation without leaving much time for everyone to think.

At least at the order level, the logic is clear and the original members of the Star Society are given a new and final job.

The A-level twenty-four-member council was somewhat dissatisfied with this decision, but it didn't stem from Mason's order itself, but that they were given cumbersome tasks.

"There are not many things left in the secret treasure vault!"

Auntie Rogge, the big shopkeeper of the afterlife team, leaned on the chair in a very unseemly posture with a cigarette in her mouth. She complained:

"Mason said let's arrange to distribute those things to all the Blazers teams and let them go back to their worlds and do something good, which is a good idea, but it's not feasible at all.

I just calculated that those poor resources can supply more than 400 worlds at most to make two instruments, which is the limit.

After the wizard became the logistics master, the secret treasure house was no longer the original treasure house, but it was easy to evaluate the world level.

I suggest that it is better to give these things to the most vulnerable and most devastated worlds, so as to save us from choosing slowly. "

"Isn't that right?"

The captain of the Deadpool team stood up with his arms crossed, grabbed the smeared colorful cardboard and waved it around. He screamed:

"Then what are the resources of more than 400 worlds?

I just used my invincible wisdom to calculate through a set of very powerful formulas, and those materials are obviously only enough for a hundred worlds to make the necessary instruments. "

"Hey, you are too much."

Miss Anna next to her sighed, and said quietly:

"Aunt Rogge said that it can be used by four hundred worlds. I think she lied at least half of it, but you are exaggerating even more. No matter how poor the stars are, it won't be the case that the last treasure house only has this little stuff.

Let me tell you, if you do this, you can easily be caught by Mason and sent to the guillotine, and you will be injected with some leech serum before beheading you. "

"That's right."

Natasha Romanov of the Holy Shield team knocked on the table. The A-level pioneer who was always beautiful yawned and said in an unmotivated tone:

"We can save a little, anyway, it's the last order, and we're going to break up after finishing the job, and it doesn't hurt to divide the luggage in advance. But considering Mason's attitude, the numbers reported by Aunt Rogge and Lord Deadpool are a bit too exaggerated .

My proposal is to set aside 600 supplies and distribute them to the base worlds that need the most help, and the rest will be shared equally by everyone as the due reward for working so many years for the Stars Club.

There is no need to hand it over to the pioneers, I don't trust the integrity of our 'companions'.

During the 24-hour countdown to the recovery of the gate of the world, let each world send envoys to receive it, or directly hand it over to the rebels and wanderers.

There is a high probability that they are not pure and good people, but at least they are more credible than the Blazers. "

"But what if it's not enough?"

Ertong, who had been silent all this time, asked a question.

Although Mason explained that the K team would not participate in this operation, as Mason's "spokesperson" here, Er Tong felt that he should think more about Mason.

This job was supposed to be done by Catwoman, the Queen's diplomat of Team K, but the latter couldn't move easily in raising a baby.

The number two character, Barbara, has already slipped away, and she doesn't plan to stand on the last post at all. Zha Kang, who can hold on to the scene, doesn't know where to go to have fun, so there are only two barrels, Charles, and the young team of K. A bunch of brats.

The second barrel will be to drive ducks to the shelves, but the question he raised is also sharp.

"Not enough? What kind of strange question is that?"

Old Aunt Roger said in a strange way:

"Each pioneer team is a moving treasure trove, you have to absolutely believe in the talents of this group of scumbags in looting and plundering, and they will take out the insufficient parts from the treasure trove of each team!

That's not something we need to consider at all, Mason has mercifully spared their lives.

how?

Not even willing to give out even a little bit of insignificant resources in order to survive?

How about I order the rebels and wanderers who are sharpening their knives to chop up a group of heinous guys on the spot to remind them of their current situation?

I remember that guillotines of different specifications should be stored in the Stars Fort, just pulled out to see the blood.

Pooh!

A group of failed lusers, what qualifications do they have to raise conditions? "

"That's right! Long live the old aunt!"

Lord Deadpool absolutely loves the idea.

He spilled the cardboard full of weird graffiti all over the place. Everyone can understand the mad joy in his heart, but the title of "old aunt" is too unbeautiful, so Aunt Roger pulled out a pistol and bang Smashed that guy's head.

Disgusting blood splattered everywhere, but it also made the room return to a quiet discussion.

The A-level members quickly reached a consensus.

The decisions they made were sent to the square in front of the castle by their respective team members. The stars will monitor the situation of each base world in real time in the past, so it is not difficult to select the 600 worlds most in need of help.

Soon, the first batch of rebels from these worlds were called into the castle to get supplies, and the corresponding pioneers were also called in to give orders.

Master Jack, the commander of the K Corps' servant army, has already assigned his subordinates, and different teams will be stationed in those worlds to ensure the transfer of supplies.

Of course, it was also very lively in the square at this time.

After Mason's "golden words" announced that those bastard pioneers who had committed heinous crimes would not be executed, the bastards who were originally extremely frightened suddenly felt relieved and immediately began their own "redemption performance."

"Plop"

A tall and thick ice troll knelt down in front of a human knight in worn-out armor. Snot and tears welled up in his nose. He slapped himself hard and cursed that he was not human in the past. He also blamed Mo for all the bad things. On Fisto's Plunder Order.

The captain of the B-class team begged the other party for mercy while swearing to the sky that his team would do its best to help the base world complete the integration.

He is willing to donate his wealth to the World Resistance.

He didn't even ask for forgiveness, he just asked for a life to be exiled.

Such "performing artists" are everywhere in the square. Some rebels hold their noses and admit it because of the righteousness of the world's survival. After all, hatred is a topic that can be discussed in the face of survival.

But there are also some rebels who are unwilling to forgive these perpetrators and want to hold trials in their own world.

No one interfered with this process, and even if they claimed to be judged, it was difficult for the villainous pioneers to effectively resist.

Because of what was issued under Mason's declaration, the mutants also issued orders to the X Knights, asking them to help the world that decided to hold a trial complete the reckoning for past sins.

Looking at the forces under Mason's command, mutants with a large number of people and good individual strength are the most suitable for such work.

But whether you accept it or not, no matter how everyone feels about it, the meaning represented by the term Club of the Stars is today buried in the dust and ruins of the past.

Its glory that never existed has become extinct, its bloody shadow has been removed, and its twisted and ferocious evil has been destroyed.

Everything about it and everything that happened in the past seventeen years will become an indelible scar of the dark era and continue to be sung as a lesson in the new era.

We can say that an era is over.

"Wow, winner's privileges, that's awesome."

While the Star Castle was in full swing, seizing the last moment to complete the distribution of material relief, in the private room of the unmanned small bar on the edge of the bustling square, Mr. Zha Kang climbed up from the bed with satisfaction and lay down on both sides of him. There were two Elf Pathfinders, and there were three more on the messy room floor.

The sexy man who felt pain in his waist walked to the window with his upper body naked, took out a cigarette with trembling hands and held it in his mouth, looking at the crowds of people in front of him in the sunlight.

From time to time, I remembered cheers or screams there. The bustling crowd reminded Zha Kang of the first time he followed Mason and the others here.

It was so long ago that it seemed like it happened in the last century, but it was so clear that it seemed like it happened yesterday.

Perhaps he was still dissatisfied when he was forced to join Team K, but when this day came, the resentment in Constantine's heart towards Mason had long since disappeared, replaced by a sense of pride and pride.

He, who was once despised by everyone, finally had a good deed and heroic deed that he could write about in a life that he paid little attention to. Maybe he can describe this paragraph in detail when he writes his autobiography in the future. Well, the title of the book is "Two or Three Things About the Powerful Mage Constantine and the Cunning Captain Mason Cooper."

"Hehe, I am also a savior hero now. From now on, no matter which world I go to, I can have sex for free without paying."

Zha Kang showed a silly smile, blew out a smoke ring and looked back at the messy room.

At this moment, he suddenly began to think about life, and the first person who came to his mind was not in this room.

I don’t know what Xiao Zha is doing now?

The passionate girl ignored her own dissuasion and followed the rebels to hell to fight the devil. Now I don't know if she has returned to the Mystery House?

Was she injured?

I should go back and take a look. Maybe it's time for this little bird without feet to settle down? After all, even Catwoman and Batman are ending their heroic careers and retiring.

Alas, the world has really changed.

While getting dressed, the handsome mage frowned and thought that the Star Club was gone now, and with Mason's character, the disbandment of Team K would also be on the agenda.

So the question is, after losing this pioneer job, where should I find a new job to fill my boring life?

Why don't you continue what you didn't finish before you met Mason?

What were you busy with at that time?

Oops, I forgot, forget it, never mind.

Zha Kang patted his head, finally turned around and blew a kiss to the elf pioneers in the room, then opened the door and walked out. He should ask Xiao Zha how he should live like this in the future.

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"Are you sure you want to do this?"

In Gotham City, in a safe house of the Bat Family, the eldest young man, who had just returned from the battlefield of hell, only had time to take a shower when his girlfriend called him out, looked at Barbara with a firm look in front of him with a worried look on his face.

He whispered:

"How about asking Mason?"

"No, there is no need to bother my brother with such a small thing. He must be very busy now, and he is not having a good day today. I don't want to bother him anymore.

I have the final say on such matters. "

Batgirl is very determined, and several high-end medical equipment from the 2077 world are already in operation in the corner behind her.

The central government is implementing the production of cloned organs, using the biological signals left by Barbara Gordon's previous collection.

And where the bed was originally placed in the safe house, there is a very high-tech automatic operating table.

While taking off her hacker suit, Barbara sent out her own hacking program to complete the remote cracking and took over the operating table, putting it into the preparatory operation mode.

"You stay here and watch over me."

Batgirl said to the elder and younger standing by:

"I will complete the disassembly and replacement of my prosthetic body before tonight. This process is not dangerous, but according to Ott's reminder, after such a large-scale operation, I will enter a long period of weakness, and may also develop Rejection.

So, after that, you have to take care of me.

what is that look on your face

you are not willing? "

"No, no, no, I'm absolutely willing. I'm willing to do whatever you ask me to do."

As the "Brudhaven's No. 1 Lover", the eldest young man stepped forward and hugged his girlfriend who was still tainted with the flames of war, and said in a low voice:

"I just don't understand why you are so determined to dismantle your prosthetic body. You have adapted to them and formed your own effective fighting style.

The technological power they represent is your power, and after dismantling these prosthetic bodies, you will return to a fragile flesh and blood body. "

"Because you don't like it."

Barbara said something softly.

She stretched out her hand to caress the young master's cheek, and under the surprised stare of the latter, she looked at him with her eyes surrounded by blue halos, and said:

"You have never liked these cold things. Although you hide it very well, every time we are alone, you try to avoid touching my arms, ankles and calves as much as possible.

You don't like your fiancée becoming a cyborg like Cyborg, you respect my choice and try to let yourself accept the status quo, I can feel that your love for me has not weakened because of this.

But I know you don't like my makeover of myself.

Grayson, I was unwilling to give up these before because my younger brother Mason needed me, and the combat system of the K team required me to take on the duties of information center, battlefield command and data nemesis.

I am the most important link in this system.

I can't break the battle system that my brother has worked so hard to establish because of my personal reasons.

That's his business, and it's all of our business.

But now, the Order of the Stars is gone, Mephisto is dead, our curse is lifted, and our cause has entered its final stages.

Mason and Team K no longer need to face dangerous enemies in pursuit of victory over and over again, we no longer need to risk our lives to fight, and I don't need to fight any more.

I also finally got to consider my fiancé's feelings You are one of the most important people in my life and I know what kind of wedding you want.

And a pair of arms that can pop out a deadly praying mantis knife in an instant, and cut a living person into thin slices of beef in a second, how can you gently hold your hand and step into the wedding hall, how can you gently embrace you? born child?

I will shed this steel body and return to my proper posture.

I will leave this dark shadow and return to life under the sun.

Most of all, I want to enjoy it all with you.

Therefore, as Mason often said, these powers are useless, and I believe that you will protect me even if there is no need to fight.

It's like the Batgirl who used to be able to run amok in Gotham without a prosthetic body. "

Standing on tiptoe, Batgirl put her lips on the affectionate kiss of the young and old who had been moved to tears. The two enjoyed the quiet flow of emotion in this dark safe house.

"We should make specimens of these things that were taken from your body and put them in our house."

A few minutes later, when Barbara was lying on the activated automatic operating table wearing a special surgical gown, and was about to inhale the anesthetic gas, the guard next to her suddenly joked:

"In this way, when guests come over in the future, I can proudly brag about how fierce and powerful my wife was as a warrior angel, and show off how I used true love to make her willing to give up her strength and return to the world.

Speaking of which, aren't you going to be Selena's bridesmaid at Bruce's wedding? If you do the surgery now, you may not be able to catch up. Forget it, it’s too late.

It's time to find someone else to take over. "