Volume 3: The Nameless Chapter 9 Sharingan! Golden Dog Eye! Copy Eye! Activate!
"You just said Barbara made a 'sacrifice'?"
In Miss Judy's messy studio, Ertong, wearing a helmet, walked quickly behind Mason and asked in a low voice:
"What does this mean? Explain, Mason!"
"Don't worry, Barbara won't get hurt. Miss Judy is a good person in every way. She is enthusiastic and reckless, and always trusts others and believes in the existence of friendship.
A true rationalist.
Everyone wants to have such a kind and beautiful girl as a friend. "
Mason reached out and touched the wall in front of him, which was hung with more than thirty guns of different styles. He whispered:
"But no one is perfect. Her only problem is probably... you just discovered it, she doesn't like men that much."
"ah!"
Barbara's scream rang out from the warehouse deep in the studio, somewhat unexpectedly. Ertong was about to rush in to rescue her, but was stopped by Mason.
The captain shook his head and said:
"Don't worry. Judy is a sentimental person and won't act so quickly. It must be small accident."
"You bastard captain!"
Ertong cursed:
"For some insignificant benefits, she's going to let her team members sell out their bodies? Barbara is a normal person! Hell, Grayson is still waiting for her.
Don't mess around! "
"Why don't you go? Rush in and beat Judy up?"
Mason said in a low voice without turning his head:
"Don't blame me for not reminding you, there are at least five military-grade androids and a 'big guy' in this house that is in shutdown mode. Of course you can kill them. I have always been confident in your skills.
But listen to me, two barrels.
We don't have to do this.
The Afterlife Squad is our friend. I am absolutely sure of this now. Don't worry, Judy won't do anything bad to Barbara. I promise."
"You should bring Selina over here."
Ertong listened to the noise in the warehouse and could hear the laughter of Barbara and Judy, which made him feel relieved. He looked at Mason who reached out to touch the gun on the wall in front of him and complained:
"Lady Catwoman can definitely handle this kind of situation. I heard that when she escaped from her marriage, she had an affair with Poison Ivy for a while."
"Alas, isn't this a bad idea?"
Mason also said with some regret:
"If I had known that Miss Judy was here, I would have definitely brought Selina here. If I had let her come, Judy would probably have been tamed into a 'good little cat' by now.
But it doesn’t matter, there is still a long way to go.”
As soon as the words fell, a line of prompts appeared on the screen in front of Mason:
"The Kinetic Revolver 'Prelude' blueprint has been analyzed! Note that this weapon can be modified in multiple stages and extended to [Legendary Immortal] quality."
"cool."
Mason grinned and moved his fingers to the pistol next to him.
Zhenru stroked the slender and low-profile gun as if appreciating it. He nodded to the second barrel beside him and said:
"Are there any you like?"
"Um?"
Jason Todd looked hesitantly at the wall in front of him that was covered with weapons.
As a weapon master, he has a very discerning eye, but each of these hanging weapons in front of him is unique.
With his experience, it was not difficult to infer that these were all deadly weapons, and like the Quasar that Mason had taken out before, they were "gifts" from a high-tech world.
"What's the use of me looking at it?"
While admiring the sharp weapons in front of him, he complained stubbornly:
"That little girl who hates men won't give us these goodies, or do you know how to imitate them just by looking at them?"
"Congratulations, you guessed it right."
Mason shrugged.
The next moment, another prompt came into view:
"The blueprint of the ultra-precision kinetic sniper rifle 'Ice Storm' has been analyzed! Note that this weapon can be modified in multiple stages and extended to [Legendary Immortal] quality."
"Pick one for yourself."
Mason, immersed in the happiness and joy of using the "Kryptonian Gold Dog Eye" to collect rare blueprints, whispered:
"Hurry up, Ertong. If you miss this opportunity, you will miss it forever. I am in a good mood today, so I am giving you this privilege."
"Can you really do it?"
Jason glanced at his captain in surprise.
After receiving a slight nod in response, Ertong also became excited.
After experiencing a catastrophe in his life and being reborn and walking into darkness, he likes these cold weapons because they can give him a complete sense of security.
It even made him feel more at ease than being with that man.
He looked through the wall of weapons in front of him as if he were browsing in a supermarket, and finally pointed at a large-caliber silver revolver and said:
"I think it's good, don't you?"
Mason looked at the pistol that Ertong had selected. It had a silver body, a blood-red handguard, a golden trigger, and a finger guard that was missing a part. It had a kind of incomplete beauty. The thick gun body shell of the classic revolver design was engraved with a unique pattern and there was a blood-red dye on the muzzle, which looked very cool.
It was as if it was alluding to Jason's turbulent heart.
"Um, 'Archangel'."
The captain stroked his chin and said its name, then exclaimed:
"Good, you have good foresight! I'll help you with a couple of them when I'm free. Now help me keep watch. I'll need some time."
He instructed Ertong to guard between the studio and the warehouse.
I kept reaching out to collect various blueprints of these rare weapons, not only the production drawings of the guns themselves, but also some additional accessories.
These weapons are from Judy's collection.
Or rather, it's the entire "Afterlife" team's final commemoration of the world they have destroyed. These collections are amazing, and now their power belongs to Mason in another way.
Nearly ten minutes later, Ertong whispered:
"They're coming out, hurry up!"
"Shh, don't rush, there's only one left."
Mason placed his hand on the last silver compact rifle. He could also hear the sound of Judy's shoes hitting the ground, but he was not in a hurry.
The mysterious talent [Photographic Memory] granted by Inscription Level 2 is truly a magical skill. With it, Mason can parse these drawings at least five times faster.
However, the structure of the compact assault rifle in front of him was so complicated that Mason took some time to figure it out.
Finally, when Judy and Barbara returned to the studio, Mason also got its drawings:
"The blueprint analysis of the ultra-precision intelligent submachine gun 'Yinglong' has been completed! Please note that this weapon is classified as a fantasy firearm and intelligent weapon, and requires a special implanted prosthesis to be unlocked and used.
When the engineering skill level reaches 6, multiple stages of transformation can be performed, and the weapon can be extended to [Legendary Immortal] quality."
"Hey! You, Mason! Stay away from my collection!"
Judy, who was walking out with Barbara and talking and laughing with a box in her arms, suddenly changed her expression when she saw Mason. She said coldly:
"Don't touch them! My captain will chop off your claws."
"I'm just admiring the craft of carnage, Judy. No offense meant."
Mason withdrew his finger, turned to the fierce girl and said:
"I have to say, your weapons collection really opened my eyes. But I learned from Mr. Sandstorm that you, who specialize in technology, have more ferocious combat tools besides these individual weapons.
Can you open my eyes?
Those legendary intelligent power armors, heavy vehicles, and weapons of mass destruction."
"Shut up."
Judy is clearly upset with Mason's behavior.
She placed the box on the workbench and said coldly:
"Those are 'not for sale' and require the captain's approval before they can be displayed! But it's too difficult for you to meet him. Even with Mr. Hunter's introduction, we don't necessarily have to treat you as a friend.
Now, take your reward and leave!
You are no longer welcome here."
"Second barrel, Barbara, take your things and go back first. We'll see you in the evening."
Mason didn't care about Judy's cold attitude and gave an order to his team members.
Ertong picked up the small box and walked out the door, while Barbara whispered goodbye to her new friend, took something like a communicator from Judy, and then walked out of the survival team's base room.
The young man finally breathed a sigh of relief when only Mason and Judy were left.
He looked at Miss Judy, who looked dissatisfied, and said:
"Some time ago, there was an invasion by the Star Society on my base world. I guess you should know what I mean by 'invasion'.
Barbara joined my team after that.”
"So what?"
Judy pouted and said:
"If you are really a good person, you shouldn't drag a good girl like Barbara into this mess! Her overly kind character who can't stand seeing others suffer is not suitable for this damn place at all."
"My team is full of people like this. And don't be impatient, just listen to me. Do you have any anti-eavesdropping equipment here? What I'm about to say may be dangerous.
I don't want to be heard by someone with ulterior motives.
Especially someone like ."
Mason asked, waving his hand.
Judy hesitated for a moment, then walked to her cool-looking computer and typed in a line of commands.
The next moment, with a faint red light flashing, some devices similar to electromagnetic creations were activated, and a magnetic field that shocked the mind was applied, making Mason dizzy, but he quickly adapted to it.
"Tell me, this device can interfere with all means of monitoring, even those strange magic."
Judy crossed her arms, shook her cool hair, and said:
"The Grand Master Warlock is not in Star Castle right now, and the monitoring barrier is unattended. You don't have to worry about being monitored."
"Um."
Mason nodded and told him everything that happened in Gotham City, including the role he played in the incident.
After hearing the young man say that he had used some tricks to kill twenty-seven B-level personnel at one time and wiped out four high-level pioneering teams, even though Judy was knowledgeable, she was stunned.
She looked at Mason suspiciously and said:
"Wait a minute! I'll ask the captain to confirm your statement."
After saying that, she turned and rushed into her equally messy bedroom.
A few minutes later she came out again. Although her pretty but heavily made-up face still showed resistance to men, her attitude was obviously much friendlier.
She no longer scolded Mason when he reached out to touch the gun collection on the wall.
This is obviously a sign that favorability has been turned on.
Judy chewed gum and looked at Mason, the rookie, as if he were a monster. She said:
"The captain confirmed your statement and said that you can be our backup ally. But you are really bold. You dare to say such a thing in Star Castle. Aren't you afraid that I will report it to the A-level Twelve Council?"
"Will you betray Mr. Hunter?"
Mason admired the weapons hanging on the wall and said without turning his head:
"I'm now sure that she's one of us, a rebel hidden deep within the upper echelons of the Constellation. She won't be critical of Team K's actions. She doesn't care, so why should I be afraid of the Council of Twelve that I've never met?"
“That makes sense.”
Judy nodded, then she looked at Mason with a strange look and said:
"But it's rare to find a rookie as good as you. You probably haven't done your first pioneering mission yet, right? Theoretically, you're still in the 'rookie protection period', but you've managed to do something that we also need to plan carefully to achieve.
But I'm curious why you let Mr. Sandstorm go?"
Her expression became a little colder, and she said:
"The city we live in, Night City, was once attacked by Hydra with biological weapons. Watson fell overnight, and some of my best friends were also...
I thank you for helping us get rid of the Hydra team, but you really shouldn't have let that scum go."
"I couldn't keep him. Letting him go was the best option under the circumstances. Team K's situation was a bit special. We had to maintain our connections in the base world."
Mason glanced at Judy and said:
"But now that we are friends, can you tell me more about Mr. Hunter? Or about our 'rebel group'?
To be honest, although Team K has already taken down the head of a teammate as the first kill, my teammates and I are still confused about what we are going to do. "
"I'm not the one to tell you that, Mason."
Judy shook her head and said firmly:
"You'll have to ask Mr. Hunter yourself about his affairs. He doesn't like people gossiping about him behind his back. Someone did that before, and then they mysteriously 'lost contact' when they went on a mission afterwards.
Of course I am not implying that Mr. Hunter is petty.
But let's not take this unnecessary risk, okay?
As for what we are going to do, that depends on what secret mission Mr. Hunter assigns you. Anyway, the Afterlife Team has been carrying out protective patrol missions in various worlds, and occasionally participating in some dangerous pioneering missions.
I heard that Mr. Hunter has an Ex team under his command that specifically handles some shady matters for her, and she herself has a mysterious team that only obeys her orders.
They are members of the 'guard' nature and are not counted in the organization of the Star Society.
I feel like our small organization is similar to the mercenaries in Night City, we get paid for our work and never ask any questions. Of course, in this situation, no one is paying us. "
As she spoke, Judy walked to the wall where the collection was. She looked back at Mason and said:
"The captain just said that since those bastards from Team Hydra were annihilated, we can give you a few collectibles as a thank you.
Come on, pick some and take them away.
These are truly top-notch items. Someone once offered a D-class vassal world to purchase these weapons, but the captain ignored them.
However, if you want fully intelligent weapons, you may need to implant a manipulative prosthesis first. I can help you with the implantation surgery for free, and you may also need to replace an artificial eye.
Don't make that expression.
Don't worry, this process is not as scary as you think. The artificial eyes are grown with your DNA. Except for the extra optical components inside, they are exactly your eyes. "
"It's still not necessary."
Mason shook his head and declined the gift.
He looked at the dazzling array of firearms and weapons and said:
“By appreciating and understanding them, I have gained something more valuable, and I realized my previous misconceptions about engineering.
I can't be stuck in my own world and create my own car.
I have to constantly absorb the wisdom of the outside world, learn from others' experiences, and learn other concepts in order to make my skills grow faster.
But since you insist on giving me a gift, it would be rude of me not to accept it."
The captain changed the subject and looked around Judy's studio. Finally, he shook his head and said:
"But there is really nothing here that I desperately want. How about this, I would like you, an outstanding future technology engineer, to help me solve a problem that has been bothering me."
"OK."
Judy folded her arms and snorted, then said with the pride of a craftsman:
"Let me see what is bothering you?"
"Then I'll let it out, don't blink."
Mason opened his suitcase with a smile.
Then, the heavy and huge Fenrir armor appeared in Judy's studio.
When Batman's personal weapon of war fell to the ground, the entire studio was shaking. Some of the weapons hanging on the wall fell down, and the young girl was stunned.
She had seen many kinds of power armor in her world.
She had seen both intelligent and non-intelligent machines and had some operating experience, but the ferocious and gloomy giant in front of her, who looked like a mechanical giant, was still beyond her imagination.
She was sure that this was definitely not something designed for ordinary wars!
"One guy told me it was bound to his DNA and tried to convince me to let it go, but to be honest, I really didn't want to miss it."
Mason patted the arm of the mighty and domineering Fenrir armor and said:
"So, please help me crack it, Judy. I have a feeling I might need it soon."
