Crimson Embers Chapter 28 What.If: The World Line Without Mason
Every day in the peaceful vanilla era seemed so boring, until an explosive news enveloped the world and even all the worlds. Those wise and powerful people in the shadows learned that the end of the world was coming, so they immediately took action.
They began to contact the forerunners in the worlds that were also shrouded in the shadow of disaster to form a group, and began to act together for the same goal and devote their wisdom, strength and resources to the same purpose, but they deeply realized that it was a terrible choice to bet everything on an action with an unknown chance of success.
So they began to try to find an opportunity that would give them more attempts while doing their best.
The Final Star Project came into being.
It has never been just a simple ark for survival in the doomsday, it also represents a kind of hope, the world's yearning for a happy ending in disaster.
Those who proposed this plan used their extraordinary talent to add a time-level insurance to it, so that when things become irreversible, they can trace everything back to the source and try a second time.
They thought that no matter how unlucky they were, they could always find the correct solution to the doomsday by trying a few more times. However, it turned out that their expectations for the future were too rosy.
They have tried it thirteen times in this real yet fake world of Doujie. The seventeen-year era of disaster has been repeated thirteen times in this world.
If this period of time is expanded, it is enough for a newborn baby to experience all the ups and downs of life and finally be buried as an old body, and then his son and grandson will experience the same thing.
But the result was ultimately good.
At the end of the thirteenth cycle, they finally found the light they had been looking for.
"The sacred timeline can no longer hold on!"
In the final hall of the confrontation between the two sides, Mason looked at the God Lord Doom in front of him and said:
"It can no longer support you to complete the second cycle, so whether you are willing or not, you can only gamble everything. To be honest, I don't think that you who have retained this experience will be able to control the darkness in the Council after everything starts over.
You know it's right.
But they don’t know that those who are dead cannot retain their memories when time goes back. If you can’t even convince me, how are you going to convince a guy like Old A?
You cannot unite those lives that have desires and lack self-discipline, which means that even if it happens again, the future of this era will still be dark and chaotic.
You have proven this with thirteen simulation cycles!
Human nature cannot stand the test, especially in the dark ages caused by the end of the world, mixed with the call of power and desire, which is enough to make any wise person fall into the quagmire.
You have to stop this!
Instead of putting all your expectations for a perfect ending on the next attempt, why not do your best to keep the flame of hope you already have?
Perfect……
It doesn't apply in this case! You can't be so greedy and want everything!"
"I know, I understand, and I trust your judgement, Mason."
The God nodded.
He looked back at the Doomsday Star that was about to set sail behind the crystal wall. After a few seconds of silence, he turned back and said to Mason:
"So after the real cycle begins, there will be no more Council of Hope! No more Star Council! No more pioneers and conquerors. We will follow your plan. If that is not enough, then I invite you to join us.
I invite you to be our leader.
Lead us to do what you do best at the beginning of the next cycle. You are right, the first cycle is the last cycle, so we must give it our all.
This will also be the only time that the Final Star will actually take off.
While it does have the responsibilities of being a doomsday ark, I believe that if everything goes well, we won't have to use it in this regard.
Think about it, Mason, if you really want this universe to have a perfect ending, then you should..."
"Bang"
A gunshot represented Mason's answer.
The fully-powered vibranium armor-piercing bullet pierced through Doom's heart at the speed of light, creating a bleeding point on the white robe. The blood gushed out, destroying the mystery brought by the white robe.
Doom was interrupted.
He looked down at the fatal wound on his chest and shook his head helplessly. His tone remained unchanged and as if he did not feel any pain, he said to Mason with strong regret:
"What a stubborn guy! Looks like we have to end today's conversation in another way."
"I rejected you not because your price was not high enough. In fact, I was a little tempted because no one wants to see this doomsday era come to an end more than I do."
The captain did not continue firing, even though there were still five bullets in the magazine.
He stared at Doom, and from the other party's unconscious posture he knew that it was almost impossible to kill Doom in the realm of fighting.
He said:
"But you don't understand what you are doing, Doom. My appearance is just an accident. There shouldn't be someone like me in the original time and space.
If you start the cycle, that means I might be excluded.
Imagine what would happen if Mason Cooper didn’t exist.”
The captain spread his hands and stared at Doom and the silent mechanical laboratory behind him. The sleeping cabins that popped open around them, and one fortress replica after another walked out of them.
These guys have the same bodies as the bastards that Mason killed instantly last time. They are all semi-mechanical creatures, but they have copied Mason's facial features on their faces, and even simulated their hair perfectly.
As soon as they appeared, they began to tinker with various things on the spot. Their postures were very similar to the Mason family members' attitudes when preparing for a challenge. After realizing that Fortress had adopted a growth path that completely imitated the Mason family's combat methods, the guys behind Mason looked at each other and burst into laughter.
Amidst the ridicule, the visor on the engineer's face snapped shut, and the Tyrant Armor pushed him up on the spot, and he shouted to the others around him:
"Brothers, someone is imitating us. It's really weird that there are robots with poor brains who want to be exploited by others.
Now I know how other people feel when they see a clone, and it's fucking awful.
Come with me!
Get rid of all these poor imitations!
There can only be one invincible manufacturing group under this sea of stars, and that can only be us!"
At the engineer's call, the other Masons howled, drew their weapons, and rushed towards the fortress manufacturing team in front of them like wild dogs. Rorschach looked left and right, and when he realized that Mason was still going to have a verbal fight with Doom, he shrugged his shoulders, raised his fists, and joined the melee in the manufacturing team.
He was certain that Mason was serious this time and he would do his utmost to destroy the Doomsday Star, which made the last worry in Rorschach disappear.
This is a young man who is worthy of being entrusted with everything. No wonder he was able to perform such a feat so many seventeen years later.
The originally quiet and empty laboratory became a mess because of the confrontation between the replicas. The fortress used engineering to build a circle of turrets over there, but the engineers here rushed over and used wrenches to tear it down. The biologists in the fortress released all kinds of weird biological weapons, and the alchemist sneered and threw several tubes of potions forward to dissolve the organisms.
The fortress sniper intended to kill the main body from a distance, but the collector jumped out like an assassin and interrupted the rhythm by wielding two knives.
The paramedic had nothing to do but wander around in the chaos, holding two large syringes and injecting the nanorobots into the modules of the fortress replica wherever they could find them, highlighting the cold-blooded cruelty of a murderous doctor.
Although the opponent had the advantage in numbers, because they adopted the growth model of the manufacturing group, the fortress robots that originally had the advantage in military strength were reduced to the same level as the Mason brothers.
But even if they retain the powerful combat capabilities of robots, they will still be at a disadvantage when facing their own robots released by engineers.
They actually learned quite well.
However, the path taken by the Mason Manufacturing Team is not something that everyone can take. Without the support of the manufacturing industry, even highly intelligent honeycomb robots will find it difficult to push their skills to the level of craftsmanship in a short period of time.
It is difficult to understand the essence of manufacturing skills, and it is normal to be miserably suppressed when facing masters in various fields.
However, all this chaos did not affect the confrontation between Mason and Doom. The center of this increasingly chaotic laboratory was like a restricted area where no one was allowed to approach.
Mason looked at the silent God in front of him and said:
"If in a world line that doesn't exist, the War World that can absorb the knowledge of the Speed Force Matrix will be destroyed by internal strife without external interference, even if you send Reverse Flash there to find the cause of the anomaly, even if Reverse Flash really gets the knowledge of the Speed Force Matrix, he will not hand it all over to you.
The most likely possibility is that Kang the Conqueror, one of you, chose to keep this secret of time to himself.
The wisdom of the Isu civilization, which is one of the most important links in the fusion system, will forever sleep in the ruins of that world because of the revenge of the stars on the Isu world.
The Great Alliance of Interstellar Mechanical Intelligence secretly formed by Patmos may be able to convince Skynet, which has begun to doubt the truth, to join, but their alliance lacks the power to resist in the material world and will eventually be discovered and destroyed by you.
The originators of the fusion theory believed that the utopian world would be destroyed in the hateful war between the first-order clones and the mutant primogenitors. They would not even have the chance to pass on their fusion vision to the next person.
After all, you were the ones who decided that the plan had failed!
Without my persistence and the trust of my colleagues in me, as well as their desperate efforts at the last moment, you would never have seen the day when the integration plan was successful.
And the most crucial cosmic tuning fork!
It has always been in the hands of the Laughing Bat, and I don't think that chaotic lunatic will voluntarily hand over the cosmic artifact to the Council because he cares about the survival of the universe.
That madman will only laugh wildly and embrace the arrival of the final darkness against the backdrop of all destruction.
Don't you understand yet?
I put all this together, but I didn't do it by accident, Doom!
I was sent into this universe. If I, as an unexpected factor, had not intervened, the cycle that you had placed your hopes on from the beginning would still have ended with the end of all things.
But I am not the point!
The fact that each of the thirteen simulation cycles ultimately led to the same reasons for disintegration is sufficient proof that there were terrible problems with your group from the moment it was born.
You can't expect to get the right answer by using the wrong means, and you can't expect to accomplish a good thing by using bad means.
if……
If the Council can unite all the worlds you can find according to the communication theory proposed by Old A from the day it is established, and strictly restrain itself from becoming the instigator of doomsday.
If you, the core members, do not madly suppress dissidents because of your desire for power and ambition, if you can handle the conflicts and hatred that exist because of you .
If you can persist, and give Utopia another chance to support and try after its several failed attempts at world fusion...
If you do not desire to see an era of zero-sum games, and do not wish to let the Earth kill each other under the impact like watching a beast fight, but instead use your own resources and size to maintain unity...
If you can do all this, there's no need for me to show up at all!
You can also find this perfect method, and you can even gain many perfect methods.
There is definitely more than one solution to Doomsday.
However, your minds are not focused on finding the answers at all. This is a dead end, just like you cannot expect pure flowers to bloom in a smelly quagmire.
I was never the problem.
It's you!
You guys messed it up!
After a perfect start where everything went downhill, you want me to join you in replicating everything I did in the next cycle to achieve a perfect result?
No, it's impossible, Doom.
It’s not that perfection doesn’t exist, but that perfection cannot be achieved by your hands. Only when you die will the perfect ending truly come.
You may not be the dragon slayer, but you have become the dragon.
I will never join your circular game. Everything that can be seen now is the most perfect result that can be achieved in this doomsday era. I will not allow you to turn it back to the starting point of everything, and waste the efforts of countless people, and repeat the mistakes that have been repeated thirteen times!
The cycle of reincarnation must be broken today!
And you...
If you really want a perfect outcome, if you really mean what you say, then get out of the way! We have different definitions of perfect, so don’t get in the way of my idea of a perfect ending.”
Mason held two guns and stared at the God in front of him. He did not move his body, but gathered dangerous arcs of light on his drooping gauntlets.
This response says it all.
He also has his own moral principles. Like Mason Cooper, he is a stubborn person who will not entrust his ideals and future to others.
Good and evil…
That is something that does not need to be paid attention to. As long as the result is good, everything is fine.
"it's a pity."
The captain raised his pistol and said:
"It seems that you are not as noble and upright as you appear, Doom. However, birds of a feather flock together. How can you be a good person if you can be friends with those bastards?"
"The Final Star will depart in ten minutes."
The Lord raised his hand expressionlessly, hooked his finger at Mason, and said:
“Come on, you have ten minutes to save the future you chose for this universe. If you can’t do it, then you will have no say in the next cycle.
Outsiders! "
"Isn't there still ten minutes left?"
The captain snorted and fired bullets forward during the water transformation. As Doom was bombarded by the flashing white light that was wrapped around his body, he called out to the wild phoenix Fox. Amid the chirping sound, Doom's face changed slightly and he was about to retreat but was entangled by Mason and couldn't get away.
The captain whispered:
“Perhaps you could prepare some last words for yourself… You’ve hurt my friends, you’ve hurt my family… I’m glad to see that you’re still obsessed with your thoughts.
This way, it becomes more than just a personal vendetta.
That's right.
Ask the fairy power in you for me, the phoenix power given to it by my poor sister Madeline, is it delicious? "
