Volume 3: The Nameless Chapter 65 See, I told you it wasn’t easy…
Mason, standing in front of the Gate of the World once again, took a deep breath.
From the very beginning, his life after rebirth was entangled with this strange thing in front of him and it seemed that it could never be separated. This thing was almost becoming a part of his new life.
The three people behind him didn't have so many emotions. They were checking their equipment while fully armed.
Ertong and Zhakang are still wearing the imitation bat suits made by Mason, but Barbara has changed into a special black jumpsuit this time, which is covered with various data sockets, modules and connecting cables for rapid invasion, and micro LED lights dotted all over the clothes, making this simple thing look full of a sense of "future".
This is the hacker combat suit Judy gave her.
It is the favorite equipment of hackers in the world of 2077. It can not only improve the efficiency of invasion operations, but also cool the body when necessary to avoid the adverse consequences caused by overheating of intelligent prostheses.
"Judy said I should also modify my arms to install single-molecule wires or ballistic launchers. If I want to use smart weapons, I have to install smart connections on my palms.
In addition to the currently implanted operating system, a frontal cortex RAM management device should also be connected.
But these things have to be done step by step. I can only proceed to the next step after my body has adapted to the operating system and the electronic access cabin and no longer has excessive rejection reactions."
Barbara described her "upgrade plan" to Ertong and Zhakang, and the two grown men felt a toothache when they heard it.
"You'd better take it easy."
Mason didn't like Batgirl's transformation plan at all. He took out a box and placed it in front of the three people. When he opened it, there were several rings, earrings and collar pins inside.
These magic accessories equipped with gravity hammers were made by him before he set out. This can be regarded as a temporary weapon upgrade.
He glared at Barbara and said:
"Judy should have told you that the more prosthetics you have, the greater the impact on the human body. I have never believed that sacrificing health in exchange for abilities is a very advanced method.
If you really turn yourself into a 'doll', Gordon and Grayson will be so upset when they find out."
"Aren't you still here, Mason?"
Barbara didn't care.
She put a bat-shaped earring on her left ear and waved her hand nonchalantly, saying:
"You are a master alchemist. I believe that with the power of your magic potion, you can ensure that I can live healthy and well with these strange components on my body until the day I die."
"I can't do that."
Mason said with a pout, and then heard Barbara say in a long voice:
"Hey, this is not what a responsible captain should say. As the captain, isn't it your responsibility to take care of us?
Gordon is still your guardian, you should call me sister, Mason.
See, that gives you two better reasons to protect me, right?"
"I really owe you in my last life!"
Mason rolled his eyes, took out a bottle of "Specially Blended White Honey" from his medicine belt and handed it to Barbara, saying:
"It was originally a drug for removing toxicity. I modified the formula to reduce the rejection reaction caused by the implant. Remember to drink a sip every morning. Judy should have special drugs to reduce the burden of the prosthesis on the body. After I get it, I will make fine adjustments specifically for your situation.
Don't make any more prosthetics until I get this done."
"I knew you were the best, Mason."
Barbara unscrewed the cork and took a sip of the white honey. Then she let out a long breath and followed Mason into the rotating light curtain in front of them, with the second barrel following closely behind.
Zha Kang was the last one to pass.
Before leaving, he cast a spell to weaken the space-time disturbance of the World Gate to prevent other pursuers from finding him again.
But everyone in Team K knew that they were only one step away from final exposure.
Judging from the information gathered from all sides, Batman and Zatanna may have already known their identities, and it is only a matter of time before Team K becomes a pariah in this world.
But Mason is already preparing for this.
The other people in the team did not ask about his plan, but they believed that Mason's wisdom could get them through this disaster safely. Even the most cunning scumbag Kang believed this.
"Shua"
Four figures soon appeared in the darkness of the assassin's world.
They landed in a busy city square. Mason turned around and saw the Eiffel Tower standing not far behind him. The French echoing around him represented that they were in France.
"Last time, Old K found the golden apple in a monastery in France. Now it seems that the projection of the world gate he left behind has been destroyed, so we were randomly teleported here."
Mason pushed the hat down on his head and looked vigilantly at the lively scene around him, wondering how many of these people were killers .
The worst case scenario at the moment was that in the next second thousands of people in the square would draw their weapons at the same time and shoot the four of them biu-biu-biu.
After a moment he shook his head and put this terrible idea behind him. In this world where the assassin's heritage has been developed almost to the extreme, it is almost impossible to judge the identity of a killer by his appearance .
Mason said to Constantine beside him:
"Prepare to teleport, John. We are going to New York. There is a device that can unlock the message of the Golden Apple."
"Are you sure?"
Constantine turned his eyes away from the plump buttocks of a lady beside him who smiled sweetly at him, blew a smoke ring and said:
"This cross-continental mass teleportation will leave me in a magically weakened state for the next few hours. If you make a mistake I won't be able to help you much."
"Sure! It just takes some time to confirm the exact location of that place. Don't worry, I have a plan."
Mason confirmed it once, then looked back at Two Barrels and Barbara.
Batgirl's left eye was shining blue, and she was obviously trying to use her newly implanted hacking operating system to hack into nearby devices for fun, but Barrel Two's reaction was quite strange.
This guy seemed to be furious, looking around with a vigilant and sinister look.
Looking at the way he placed his fingers on the bag, you can tell that this guy is ready to draw the Gryffindor Vengeance Sword and kill everyone at any time.
"What's wrong?"
Mason asked.
Ertong touched his neck and said with some discomfort:
"There was murderous intent, nearby, I could feel it. Just like in the training camp in Nandarbat, I was familiar with this feeling.
There are definitely killers lurking in this square, and their murderous intent shows that they are all experts.
Let’s leave now.”
"Are you overreacting a bit?"
Zha Kang picked up a cigarette again and led the three people to a secret location and began to cast a teleportation spell. His fingers were wrapped with green fluorescence and he said to Ertong, who was looking around vigilantly and giving cold looks to anyone who approached him:
"Although this is a world of assassins, it can't be that even a public square like this is full of assassins, right? This is too outrageous."
"No, John, Jason's feeling is right."
Barbara pointed to the top of her head with a serious expression and said:
"I just hacked into 27 surveillance cameras in different locations. After switching to infrared mode, I found that at least a hundred people in the square were carrying assassin's guns.
If we count the knives and liquid poison, there will probably be even more people.
He is not exaggerating.
There are killers everywhere here!"
"Fuck! What the hell!"
Zha Kang's face changed.
He cast the spell faster, and Mason's hand was already on the kinetic pistol at his waist. He and Er Tong protected the place on the left and right, and they would shoot if there was anything wrong.
Barbara threw out two palm-sized Pterodactyl drones and controlled them with her brain prosthesis to hover around, focusing on those guys who were found carrying weapons.
Her expression was also quite serious.
Although he has already stepped half a foot into the realm of superhumans, it is not a good feeling to be with a group of professional killers who are pretending to be normal people and enjoying life in the square but are still ready to draw their guns and work at any time.
It was like a robber breaking into a bank to do some work and just happening to be on Furber's payday.
A minute later, a portal leading to New York City in this world was built. Zha Kang was the first to rush in, and the three followed closely and left the dangerous square.
But just as they disappeared into the scenery of the Eiffel Tower, somewhere in the square, the screen of a special surveillance camera went black.
"Record!"
In a busy, oversized office far away from here, a female office lady wearing black-framed glasses and a cool tattoo on her neck kept typing on the keyboard in front of her to call up some complex data, while reporting to the communicator at hand in professional and elegant French:
"The first phase of monitoring of the new space-time disturbance event has ended. Its energy characteristics are completely consistent with the fluctuations produced when the space-time disturbance event No. 307 occurred 77 days ago.
Preliminary identification as an outsider entering this world for the second time.
However, based on the appearance characteristics obtained through real-time monitoring, it is determined that they are not the remaining members of the 'K' team.
At the same time, judging from the results of a series of high-risk warnings caused by the previous space-time disturbance event No. 307 , this space-time disturbance should be assigned as a "Level 3 event".
It needs to be submitted to the European headquarters for evaluation and at least one "Saint" needs to be sent to observe closely until the space-time disturbance event ends.
Saint No. 19 of the French headquarters is waiting for the order to depart."
A moment later, a low voice came from her communicator:
"Level 3 incident response process initiated. Spacetime disturbance incident No. 307 is taken over by North American headquarters. Monitoring by the French branch has ended. Thank you for your information."
"Um?"
This reply surprised the OL girl.
She pushed up her glasses and asked:
"Why did the North American headquarters take over this incident? This is totally against the procedure! The 307th time-space disturbance incident caused the French branch to lose the important sacred relic, the Golden Apple. We regard it as a shame and are always ready to wash away our failure.
The task of recovering the holy relics should be completed by us!"
There was silence for a moment on the other end of the communicator, and then a reply came:
"First of all, the target is suspected to have landed in New York using space teleportation. This is the sphere of influence of the North American branch, so it is only natural for them to take over.
Secondly, this matter involves the sacred object, the Golden Apple, and it is not something that a single branch can handle alone.
Finally, the time of the Third Impact event is approaching, and according to the instructions of the Elder Council we are about to launch a "closing net" operation worldwide.
All the saints and masters under the European headquarters will be involved in the inevitable brutal encirclement and suppression operations. Under such circumstances, weakening your strength further is not in line with our plan.
Do you have anything else to ask, my sister? "
The OL girl pursed her lips, and after a moment of silence, she replied:
"Order confirmed! The French branch of the Brotherhood will no longer interfere with the 307th time-space disturbance incident."
"very good."
The voice in the communicator turned calm, and he said:
"Send over the information you have collected now."
The young lady in charge of monitoring and information collection immediately stood up, picked up the printed photos of the four members of Team K, and walked to a fax machine to transmit them to the North American headquarters.
The information rack next to the fax machine is already densely packed with all kinds of information about space-time disturbance events.
They were collected in teams and categorized into different groups. Among them were not only the portraits and specific information of the Star Society members who entered this world, but some files even included an analysis of their weaknesses.
There were also some documents on the file rack on the other side, but the portraits of the Star Club members on those documents were marked with a big X.
This means that the assassination campaign against these people has ended.
The deaths of these star club lackeys were all due to them being too close to the "truth" that this world deliberately hides.
After the young lady finished transferring the information of Mason and others, she turned around and put the photos of the four people into a folder labeled "K".
Except for Lao K, all the photos stored in it have been marked with death. These photos marked with red X represent the truth behind the last time Lao K's team was wiped out.
Mason's judgment was completely accurate. This B-level world is not as simple as it seems.
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"ah!"
On the other side, when Mason and the other four came out of the portal of Zha Kang, Barbara covered her forehead and cried out in pain. There was a strange red glow in her left eye. She raised her head and looked at the sky at night, then said to Mason:
"Someone was monitoring us. This time the monitoring signal changed very suddenly so I caught it. I tried to track it backwards but failed. The other party's technology level is very high.
At least it’s much higher than our level.”
"So we've been discovered?"
Zha Kang, who was a little weak due to the cross-continental teleportation, looked around. He pinched a ball of sparks with his fingers, blew out smoke rings and said:
"Will crazy killers rush out from all directions and kill us in the next second?"
"Probably not."
Mason took out the golden apple from his bag and looked at it. He shook his head and said:
“If they wanted to attack us in the square just now, they should have done it. Now the surveillance only proves that they have no intention of taking further action.
But it turns out this place is more dangerous than we thought.
And I guess once we dig deeper into the secrets of this thing, what awaits us will not be just being monitored.
John, go to the Stars Club's safe zone in New York to get some information and use your sociable skills. If we need help, you can hire a group of people from there."
"OK."
Constantine did not refuse. He glanced at the three Masons and said:
"What about you?"
"Let's go to Abstergo's New York headquarters. We should be able to find the information we need there."
Mason glanced at the neon sign advertising a new drug that kept flashing on the alleyway, which helped him figure out the address of Abstergo.
He rubbed his forehead.
Recalling the inheritance and evolution of the Assassins and Templars in his mind and the terrifying scenes of the miraculous assassin masters fighting in the midst of thousands of troops, he said to the three people beside him:
"But again, the sooner the better. I'm beginning to have a bad feeling."
"ah!"
As soon as Mason finished speaking, Barbara cried out in pain again.
She twitched her lips and said:
"Seven consecutive data intrusions, this time using a mutant Trojan virus, damn it! I just reverse burned their data interface, but I don't think it will last long.
If Judy hadn't replaced my operating system with the Next Life Team's most advanced operating system with built-in anti-hacking protocol, I would have really been hacked this time.
But it’s not a good idea to just passively take the beating like this all the time.
Come on, Mason.
Find their network security identification code before my operating system firewall is breached, or my brain will be filled with viruses!"
"You made your own choice, who can you blame?"
Mason curled his lips and said:
"Next time, should you ask Judy to install an anti-virus software in your brain? Don't wait until you and Grayson are making out and suddenly the system crashes. That would be hard to explain."
