Volume 2 Honoring Robin Chapter 66 Barbosa gnashed his teeth: Mason is such a "good guy"
The way pirates communicate is indeed different from that of normal people.
Under Mason's twitching gaze, these bastards actually completed this long and boring exchange of interests by making a lot of noise.
Almost all the participants got what they wanted.
The survivors from all over the world have come to the sea. Although they are divided into different factions, they currently have a common powerful enemy so they can unite.
Especially after Daiying, who had always had a very low lower limit, took the initiative to make a "good start" and completed the contract with Barbossa's fleet, the other alliances progressed much more smoothly.
The pirate kings did not make the rash attempt to return directly to their former territories.
With an uncharacteristically cautious attitude, they decided to first unite and attempt a large-scale expulsion of the ghouls on the North American continent.
Anyway, we have Barbossa, the British fleet and the pioneers of the Thirteen States as the vanguard, and the other pirates can follow behind to fight favorable battles and accumulate experience.
But these have nothing to do with Mason.
He originally wanted to sell some advanced weapons to arm these guys.
But considering that he could make enough profit from the two-month validity period of the Magic Medicine of Hope, and that Captain Turner and Old Teague both said that the world would undergo great changes in a month, Mason was too lazy to bother with that.
After the meeting, he declined the pirate kings' enthusiastic invitation to stay.
He had no interest in the beauties who were carefully selected to serve him, and he left on the pretext that he still had hope for the follow-up potion of the magic medicine to be made.
"Those zombie vaccines..."
After leaving the town, Ertong, who had remained silent the entire time, suddenly spoke:
"Did you steal it from Wayne Industries' warehouse during the chaos in Gotham that night?"
"steal?"
Before Mason could answer, Kite Man retorted in dissatisfaction:
"What do you mean by stealing? There were no guards in that warehouse , so we could only take it! And these vaccines were only made possible thanks to the boss's help.
We just take what's ours.
But this is all thanks to you and the League of Assassins causing havoc in Gotham."
"We have been planning this for several months and have spent countless manpower and resources, but we ended up doing nothing for you."
Ertong looked back at the bustling town on Turtle Island behind him and said with some displeasure:
"To be honest, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have never imagined that these vaccines could bring you so many benefits in this world. Is this how the stars would plunder the world?"
"If the Assassin's League 's operation had succeeded that night, you would have gained a hundred times more than this."
Mason shook his head and said:
"Those who cooperated with Lei Xiaogu were not 'newbies' like me, and the rewards they could offer were definitely beyond my reach. But Jason, you have been in the Assassin's League base for a year and a half, don't you have any special news to tell us?
Look, whether we like it or not, we are all in this together now, right?"
Jason fell silent.
After several seconds, he said:
"After I was resurrected by the Lazarus Pool, I have been training secretly with Talia, and occasionally receive special training from Lei Xiaogu. They use me as a weapon to attack Bruce and don't let me participate too much in the affairs of the Assassin's League.
But now thinking back, Lei Xiaogu mysteriously disappeared from Nandarbat for a while a year ago, and even Talia didn't know where he went.
I guess that’s when he hooked up with the Star Club.”
"a year ago……"
Mason remembered this time point and thought about it again, but it was difficult to find out what was going on, so he asked again:
"Didn't Lei Xiaogu and Talia reveal any unique information? Like 'Doomsday' or something like that."
"This has."
Mason's mention of this issue caused Ertong's expression to change subtly.
He hesitated whether to say it or not. Under the gaze of Mason and Charles, Jason flexed his fist and said vaguely:
"Just after Lei Xiaogu disappeared for several months and reappeared, Ms. Talia, who was in charge of my training, lost control of her emotions one night and blurted out the words 'The shadow of doomsday has fallen'.
And I can feel that the Assassin's League doesn't just cooperate with the mysterious Mr. Sandstorm to do this for profit, they must know something.
That all-out attitude is like a rat running madly when a ship is about to sink.
Perhaps it is because they see the Stars as a chance to escape doomsday.”
At this point, Jason looked at his current captain and asked:
"Will our world suffer the same thing as here?"
"You still don't know what was in the missile that Lei Xiaogu was going to launch at Gotham that night?"
Mason glanced at the second barrel and said:
"If that missile had been launched that night, Gotham would be the world you see now. Zombies everywhere, disease rampant, civilization collapsed, the end of the world.
Of course, our forces there are much stronger than here, so the result shouldn’t be this bad.”
Hearing this, Jason fell silent again.
Before he had seen the doomsday disaster in the Caribbean with his own eyes, it was indeed difficult for him to imagine a world in such despair.
What we see can always touch our hearts more than words.
Mason also fell silent.
Although Jason did not provide much useful information, the details mentioned by Ertong alone were enough for the young man to conclude that the world they came from should also be facing some changes in the future.
"One month..."
He remembered the deadline mentioned by Old Teague and Captain Turner, and when he thought about some secret operations secretly carried out by the Justice League, a bad idea arose in Mason's mind.
Maybe in a month, he will not only see the end of the Pirates of the Caribbean world?
"Boss! Where's our ship?"
While Mason was lost in thought, he was awakened by the Kite Man's scream. Mason looked up and found that the Black Pearl, which was moored at the dock, had disappeared.
There was nothing beside the empty pier.
Ertong behind him also rubbed his eyes. It was like seeing a ghost. He could still see the shadow of the big black ship on the road just now, but how come he could not see anything now?
What kind of weird supernatural event is this?
"Where's the ship? Where did our big ship go? It was here just now!"
Charles flew to the pier and searched everywhere, but he could not find any trace of the Black Pearl. Even Selina, Zack, Barbara and the two pirate team members disappeared without a trace.
This incident made Kite Man suddenly fall into "persecution delusion" and he immediately felt that something must have happened!
But Mason carefully observed the sea and the surrounding situation, then bent down and picked up a burnt cigarette butt at his feet.
He curled his lips, left the dock with Charles and Jason who had picked up their weapons, and walked around the beach. Soon they saw a bonfire on a leeward beach.
The other members of Team K were drinking around the campfire, having a great time.
"Zha Kang! Are you still in the mood to drink? The boat is gone!"
The Kite Man heaved a sigh of relief when he saw his companion was still there, and rushed over and yelled at Constantine twice.
The black magician, who was drunken with the two female pirates Elizabeth and Angelina, was picked up by Charles as if he had no bones.
He burped, holding an unlit cigarette in his mouth, and said:
"Why are you panicking? The boat is right there!"
Mason looked in the direction Zhakang pointed and saw a narrow-mouthed, pot-bellied wine bottle half buried in the sand next to the campfire.
The kite flyer took the bottle out from the beach, took a look at it by the fire and found that the bottle was half full of water, and a miniature Black Pearl was sailing through the waves in the swaying water in the bottle.
It looks like a craft model.
But the boat in the bottle was too real to be a toy.
Zha Kang staggered to his feet with a half-bottle of wine in his hand, and as others whistled, he spread his arms toward Mason and shouted:
"This is magic! Yeah!"
"Well done, you really recreated Blackbeard's most famous black magic!"
Mason took the magic bottle from the kite flyer and watched the Black Pearl floating up and down in the bottle with the water.
He had seen this scene in a movie.
He glanced at the complacent Zha Kang again, who took a sip of wine and slowly explained:
"It's just a few complicated voodoo runes and a specially made magic bottle. There's no profound secret. The principle is the same as your voodoo birdcage.
But Blackbeard is truly a talent for combining the two."
"Or can it only be used on inanimate objects?"
Mason threw the magic bottle in his hand to Captain Jack next to him, who put his precious ship in his arms and hugged his passionate lover and started drinking and partying.
This was the last night they spent in their hometown.
He was going to celebrate leaving this apocalypse in pirate style.
In response to Mason's question, Zha Kang burped and said drunkenly:
"No! Theoretically, this black magic that I improved can also be effective on living creatures, but I don't recommend you to do so. The rapid change of life form will bring terrible pressure to the spirit of the creature.
The best outcome is insanity.
Of course, if the other party has a grudge against you for killing your father, feel free to do so. This thing is also great for torturing people. Do you want to learn it? Mason, this master can teach you.
Although you can't cast spells, you can still use it with a high-level enchantment bottle and inscription knowledge.
But you know, I can’t teach you in vain.”
Zha Kang seemed to be in a good mood, so he rubbed his fingers together and made a universal motion.
Mason was indeed interested in this magic, so he asked Zhakang to follow him to the edge of the beach and throw out the box full of magic items taken from the Flying Dutchman.
As soon as the box covered with seaweed and rust was opened, the drunken black magician suddenly became energetic.
He rummaged through it like a groundhog and got himself a ring that could summon sea water and a cloak with a built-in magic shield, and then marked the rest of the things into different categories.
Although they are all low-level magic items, according to Zha Kang, it is really good to be able to get these in this weak magic world.
"Don't use these things on your own people."
Zha Kang put the seven or eight things he had picked up aside and told Mason:
"These are all cursed items. Although each of them has great effects, I'd better use them to cheat others. The Star Society's trade fair is a good place to exchange these broken items for treasures."
"Well, I'll leave this to you. I'm absolutely confident in your ability to cheat and deceive."
Mason patted Zha Kang on the shoulder, took out a pair of black iron fist spikes with voodoo enhancement effects from the magic items that had been divided, and threw them to Ertong who was watching strongly nearby, saying:
"This is your share. The pirates' rules are quite interesting, especially the rule that everyone who sees it gets a share. It is really worth learning."
"Do I have a share?"
Ertong looked at the fist in his hand which was filled with a cold aura. He thought that the newcomer would not get anything.
But Mason was too lazy to answer him. He picked out a few items and handed them to him, asking him to share them with others. Even Elizabeth and little Henry got some. It was indeed a case of everyone who saw it got a share.
Zha Kang did what he said and took out his magic book on the spot and began to teach Mason the black magic.
As he said, the magic simplified by this genius of his combined with enchantment and inscription knowledge can achieve the same shrinking and restrained effects without even the need for spells and casting processes.
At the end, Zha Kang, who was smoking a cigarette and enjoying the night sea view, asked:
"Why did you suddenly want to learn these unorthodox methods? I thought the things you usually practice were enough to consume your energy."
"nothing."
Mason tried to make an enchanted bottle according to Zha Kang's instructions, and said casually:
“I just got a lot of new questions but couldn’t find the answers. I felt very depressed and suddenly realized that I might need some hobbies and entertainment to adjust my mood.
Besides, I can’t pack all the large items I’ve acquired through various means into a suitcase.
There's always a more convenient way to use it.
Well, according to your simplified spellcasting model, if I want to shrink two Batmobiles to toy size and put them in a cigarette box, I will have to engrave at least a hundred voodoo inscriptions on them.
This isn't going to be that easy, it would be nice if there were Pym particles."
"Pym particles, what are those?"
The drunk Zha Kang asked casually, and Mason shrugged and said:
"It's really good stuff, but it's hard to get it with our current strength. Have you chosen the people you want to take to Hogwarts? How is the potion field over there going?"
"The seeds and everything else are ready, but as for the manpower..."
Constantine curled his lips, glanced at Captain Jack who was hugging the female pirate in the distance, and said:
"That guy gave me all his crew members. They were a bunch of clumsy pirates who liked to play tricks. But fortunately, they were smart, knowledgeable not afraid of trouble.
I plan to take them all to the Forbidden Forest and build a town around my magic tower.
Those annoying zombie centaurs and zombie monsters in the forbidden forest always come to attack, which makes me so annoyed. Mason, remember to get me a batch of weapons for those guys. "
"I have something better for them than bullets."
Mason fished out a small triangular medicine bottle from his bag. It contained some green turbid liquid. He shook it in his hand and an information label popped up immediately:
"Unnamed" Strengthening Potion Concentrate
Quality: Excellent alchemical creation, outstanding craftsmanship
Item Effect: A prototype of a basic strengthening potion made by a young alchemist by reverse-engineering the standard strengthening potion used by the commander of the "Cleanser Corps" and removing the dross.
It has a certain permanent body strengthening effect, but the side effects of long-term drinking are unknown.
Within 30 minutes of drinking it, the drinker will have effects such as [brute strength], [protective scales], [body enlargement], and [weak flesh regeneration].
The current enhancement potion gene blueprint comes from Killer Croc.
Producer: Mason Cooper
Item Description: The evil alchemist is sincerely recruiting a large number of brave and fearless drug testers who are not afraid of death and do not want any pension.
“This is a new drug!”
Mason handed the potion in his hand to Zha Kang and said:
"I call it 'Warrior No. 43'. Take it back and mix it with pure magic water at a ratio of 1:20, then distribute it to the pirates as combat potions. Remember to record any adverse reactions they have after using it and report back to me in a timely manner.
But don’t get so drunk on it that you mistake it for alcohol.”
The captain of Team K whispered:
"This is my first time doing this, so I don't know the exact side effects, but I'm sure it's not toxic... Well, that's basically it."
"I was wondering why you suddenly felt guilty about giving the servants reinforcements, but it turns out you were still looking for test subjects."
Zha Kang curled his lips and said:
"This world is full of crazy people who don't care about their lives. Why don't you look for them? Just go after your own people."
"What?"
Mason patted the bag of medicine that was bulging when he set out but now shriveled up, and looked back at the Queen Anne's Revenge setting sail from Turtle Island in the night.
He said with a pleasant smile:
"The ones I use for my own people are always the safest. The ones that are not safe have been distributed to our partners, and they have to thank me for this."
