Volume 3: The Nameless Chapter 16 License to Kill
Early in the morning on the second day of the trading day, Mason returned to Team K's base room with a box full of alchemy array drawings, looking like an immortal. After a simple wash, he went to Old K's alchemy room.
He couldn't wait to try out the refining array he got yesterday, and at the same time modify his redesign of the anti-Superman armor according to the suggestions of the two brothers.
As for the trade fair, Mason doesn't plan to go today.
Almost all the blueprints for things that can be obtained for free by using kryptonian gold dog eyes were obtained yesterday. The remaining ones cannot be parsed at the moment. Moreover, the two Elric brothers are quite famous wandering merchants in the Star Society. They have a lot of great things on hand. If Mason needs them in the future, he can get them for free directly from them.
Well……
A more appropriate term should be "industry exchange".
"By the way, there are orders placed by others."
Mason patted his head and pulled out a booklet from his pocket.
Those were the "orders" that the Elric brothers had obtained from the Star Society and certain places in other worlds. In the past, they were responsible for the production and sales. Now, Mason had joined their traveling merchant team as an "extra staff member", so naturally he had to shoulder some responsibilities.
This was exactly what Mason wanted, as he was worried about how he could not transform his manufacturing skills into combat power for Team K.
Moreover, he had just bought several sets of equipment production lines with refining arrays from his brothers on credit, so Mason needed to work hard to repay his debts.
Hey, why do I feel so much like a white-collar worker with a mortgage?
Depend on!
Even though we've come to another world, we still have to work to pay off our debts?
"Let me see, so many healing potions? Are they for the war zone? There are also orders for various antidotes and weapons. Oh, this one is marked as being sent to the rebels in a vassal world.
Not bad.
You say you want to stay away from war, but you're actually secretly working against the Star Society. It turns out that there are no simple people who can make friends with me, right?"
Mason was analyzing some information conveyed in the order, then he unfolded a blueprint of an alchemy array for potions, and took out the components given by the two brothers to create a small alchemy array in the alchemy room.
Place the raw materials on the left hand side, including a glass of water.
In his right hand was a piece of alchemy stone. Last night, he and Alphonse had done an experiment that proved that the alchemy stone in Mason's hand could also be used as a conversion medium for the alchemy array.
He was now meticulously following the instructions in the introductory booklet on the alchemy array and recalling the process of making the healing potion in his mind. Then he took a deep breath and activated the alchemy array.
The red arc of light jumped rapidly along with the prototype ritual. The alchemy stone in the right hand was constantly consumed, while the materials on the left hand were swallowed into the alchemy array.
Mason could feel that these materials were quickly decomposed and reassembled into the finished potion in an indescribable way. Although the whole process was completed in an instant, it was based on Mason's understanding of the production process of the healing potion.
In fact, this is also the rule of alchemy, which simplifies the reaction process of traditional alchemy that requires a long time, and transforms materials into finished products in three steps of "understanding, decomposition, and reconstruction."
The "understanding" part is the most important.
If the alchemist himself does not fully understand what he is doing, then it will be difficult to describe what he has created.
"Shua"
A pungent smell came out of the alchemist stone in Mason's hand. One third of its appearance was consumed, and a bottle of finished healing potion appeared on the table in front of him.
Normally, it would take Mason twenty minutes to make a bottle of potion like this, but now it was done in the blink of an eye.
"Complete the production of an excellent quality and excellent craftsmanship alchemical item, increase the proficiency of alchemical skills by x10, and unlock the talent of 'Fast Alchemy of Manufacturing Branch'.
Notice!
The talent of 'Quick Refining' is suitable for mass-producing repeated items in a short period of time. This skill produces creations of corresponding quality based on the user's understanding of the creation.
Using this talent, you can make multiple levels of items at once, but you will only get one skill improvement, and the chance of producing high-quality items will be greatly reduced.
This negative effect will decrease as the user's crafting skills improve.
The current user's alchemy skill is Lv4. At this level the probability of producing an item of "excellent quality" or above when the "Quick Alchemy" skill takes effect is 0.01%. "
A line of prompts jumped into Mason's eyes, and this reminder was not unexpected to him.
To put it bluntly, the principle of the refining array is a time-saving method of "brushing up volume". It is completely understandable that the quality decreases when the volume increases. At Mason's current level, it is impossible to maintain both quality and quantity.
But it doesn’t matter, as long as he persists, he will be able to do it one day.
After trying the Alchemy Array for the first time, Mason quickly completed the Elric brothers' orders in batches. With a few more attempts, he would be able to pay off the outstanding debts for the equipment he had purchased, and all that was left was to "make big money."
He planned to get some Vibranium and Urugin from the two brothers first, and then find a way to get the Ark reactor from those two guys.
They boasted that they could find any materials Mason wanted. If this was true, it meant that Mason would no longer have to worry about raw materials.
After completing the commercial order, Mason spent some time assembling a transmutation array for metal creation, and then produced nearly a thousand cursed bullets and various engineering warheads at one time.
The more he used it, the more convenient it became.
Finally, I don’t have to work hard to make bullets by hand. Even dangerous things like alchemical grenades can be mass-produced. Of course, making something that can explode requires great concentration.
If one's mind wanders slightly during this period, it can easily lead to an explosion.
He was busy until the afternoon, when Mason walked out of the alchemy room holding a magazine full of cursed bullets. He happened to see the disheveled and depressed Zha Kang, holding tattered clothes, sneaking into the room from the side on tiptoe.
The two looked at each other.
Mason fell silent when he looked at the "blood-red strawberries" on Zha Kang's neck and body, as well as the scratches like leopard claws. Zha Kang also had an expression of being "broken" and looked up at the sky with a look of despair.
After several seconds, Mason whispered:
"What? Did the car flip over?"
"It's OK, just so-so."
Zha Kang held a cigarette in his trembling hands, and said with a hard mouth but soft legs:
"It's just an 800-year-old vampire duchess. Although it's very hot and deadly, what scenes have I not seen? The process was tiring, but I still won!
This is a feat that a little virgin like you wouldn't even dare to think about."
"I advise you to take a break before you brag."
Mason sighed and said:
"I'm really afraid that if you say a few more words, you'll suddenly die. Look at you, stay away from me. I'm afraid you'll suck my yang energy if you stand next to me. But before you go to rest, I still have something to ask.
You have sold yourself to this extent, have you obtained the intelligence we need?"
"Yeah, we got them all."
Constantine lit up the cigarette with great effort, and gasped in the smoke:
"The feud between Team Amaterasu and that crazy female vampire originated from a mission where they sneaked into the vampire's base world and wanted to steal some legendary things.
It wouldn't be a big deal if I just let you know.
But those Japanese people were so bold as to try to use purification and binding magic to control my terrible lover and bed partner last night. However, they obviously underestimated the power of a B-level lone ranger, and three of them were knocked down on the spot and then fled.
My energetic bed partner even gave me a 'personal bounty.'"
Zha Kang pursed his lips and said:
"She said that if I could find a way to kill a few people from Team Amaterasu, she would open her blood treasure house to me and let me pick out a few good things to take away."
"That's going to be a hassle, John."
Mason frowned and said:
"None of the B-level personnel in the Star Society is easy to deal with. If she reports our actions, it will be very troublesome."
"Won't!"
Constantine shook his head and raised his right hand. On the back of his hand, there was already a very bright blood-red rune. He shook it and said to Mason:
"I have signed a contract with her, using her original blood as a medium. This is enough to ensure that she cannot leak any information. I think this job can be done.
And you've got your eye on those neon mages too, haven't you?
Although I don't know how they offended you, it's no problem to kill two birds with one stone."
As he spoke, he threw a card with all the information about the Amaterasu team and their specific location. Mason took it, took a look at it, nodded and said:
"Okay, let's do it before we leave tomorrow! I need to make some preparations first... huh?"
The next second, Mason and Zha Kang turned their heads to look at the door at the same time.
The tightly closed door was pushed open, and Ertong, holding a helmet, wearing tattered clothes and carrying shoes, was trying to sneak in .
When he looked up, he saw four eyes staring at him intently.
"Are you sick?"
Ertong was shocked but still maintained a cold and fierce tone and scolded:
"It's six in the morning! What are you doing here instead of sleeping?"
"Did you enjoy the boxing match last night?"
Mason asked dimly.
Zha Kang was more direct. He blew a smoke ring in a mean way, pointed at his neck and said:
“Wipe the hickey off, thank you.
From my professional point of view, these are from two different girls. Not bad, Jason, I didn't expect that a guy like you who follows the style of abstinence can be so popular among the muscular female warriors.
Did you roll onto the bed while fighting?
Don't explain, I understand.
I was young once too.
I can’t help it.”
Seeing that it was about to be broken, he simply stopped loading the second bucket.
He threw away the shoes in his hand, rubbed his still aching waist and complained in a low voice:
"Those Spartan women are crazy! There's no pleasure at all. They use me as a tool for sexual gratification. What a shame! What's the point of not using guns in a fight?
Anyway, I will definitely win next time!"
"Don't be so pessimistic. It's not in vain that they tease you. Isn't this a 'tip'?"
The sharp-eyed Zha Kang pointed at the thing stuffed in the pocket behind Ertong's butt and said something. Jason took it out of his pocket belatedly and found that there was an exquisite golden griffin knife stuffed there.
It is so dazzling and colorful that you can tell at first glance that it is not an ordinary thing.
"Go and take a rest."
Mason shook his head and said to Jason:
"Recharge your energy and prepare for work tomorrow."
"What?"
Ertong asked unhappily.
Mason glanced at him and said:
"kill!"
This answer made Jason stunned.
He glanced at Mason, then at Zha Kang who was smoking. After confirming that they were not joking, his expression turned cold, and he asked while playing with the knife in his hand:
"Good guy or bad guy?"
"A group of traitors who betrayed their hometown and brought about the end of the world, stabbed their companions in the back in exchange for a life of shameless scum."
The captain glanced back at him and said:
"It just so happens that the Assassin's League played a pathetic role in the last incident. What? Does executing such a person leave you with any psychological trauma?"
"No, I won't."
A cold smile appeared on Ertong's face with exaggerated kiss marks. He stretched his neck and said:
"In fact, I've been very bored these past few days. I hate traitors the most in my life, and it's a pleasure to stretch my muscles, but is it really okay to do such a thing in a place like Star Castle?"
"So I need to ask for instructions."
Mason took out a bottle of brown|owl and drank it. After feeling refreshed, he took out a bottle of white honey to alleviate the toxicity. Finally, he took off the Sorting Hat and threw it in front of the two people, saying:
"Let the hat explain to you how wizards fight, so you can prepare. I'll be back in a moment."
With that, Mason turned and left the room, walked into the elevator and went all the way to Mr. Hunter's office.
"Here are your execution documents."
Seeing Mason coming on time, Mr. Hunter handed him a document and said:
"If you encounter interference from the Cleaners in a sandstorm world, give them this order document to prove that you are carrying out an official mission for the Star Society.
If you act quickly, you won't have to deal with those nasty guys."
"I'll try my best."
Mason put away the document, looked at Mr. Hunter again, and said:
"I want to ask, has there been any murder in this castle since the establishment of Star Castle?"
"Um?"
The hunter snorted in surprise at this question. She raised her head and said:
"What does this mean?"
"Just curious."
Mason said:
"What if, I mean, someone commits a crime in the castle and causes death, what should we do according to the rules?"
Mr. Hunter was silent for a moment, then stretched out his voice and said:
"This castle has a large-scale monitoring magic. In theory, any private fighting behavior will be detected and stopped immediately. This magic is monitored by my fellow warlock personally, and no one can escape his sight.
However, the warlock recently went to the headquarters to report on his work.
He may be back before nine o'clock tomorrow night. According to your question, if there is a murder, I will rush here as soon as possible.
If the murderer can be caught on the spot, he will usually be executed immediately.
But if I can't catch him, I should offer a reward. But I don't think anyone in this castle can escape my pursuit, unless those cunning guys take advantage of noon to act.
You know, I have a habit of taking a lunch break and I hate being interrupted during those 30 minutes.
Do you have any other questions? "
"there is none left."
Mason nodded seriously, glanced at the time on his watch, and said:
"I believe no one would dare to do anything bad during your lunch break. In addition, Team K will leave Star Castle at noon tomorrow. We will immediately prepare to execute Sandstorm after we return.
The organization cannot tolerate the existence of such traitors, let the loyal K team solve your worries!"
"Okay, go ahead."
Mr. Hunter waved his hand and reminded as he looked down at the document:
"Do it more cleanly this time."
