Volume 4: The Last Day Chapter 33: The evil alchemist plans to summon a group of great wizards to beat up the Kryptonians
Judy was leaning against the door of Mason's office chewing gum. With only about 12 hours left before the operation, she finally brought the most important thing in Mason's plan.
This tech girl feels like she's only dealing with Mason these days.
She was pushed around by the various tasks arranged by Mason. Although she was not a formal member of Team K, she participated in the entire operation of Team K, so she could be considered an "honorary member" at a certain level.
She handed a chip that looked very strange to the captain of Team K, who looked tired.
explain:
"This is the separation chip that you want, which contains the complete copy program of Ultra. There is a special person in the logistics staff of the Next Life Team who is in charge of this thing.
I put a lot of effort into getting it."
She shook her long hair, as if she felt that Mason didn't quite understand the importance of such a thing, so she explained again:
"A complete chip containing Ultraman's consciousness can cause a global data destruction event in any world with a rudimentary network technology system, so even we can't leave this thing everywhere.
Although I give you this thing, you have to understand, Mason, this is not a "little toy" that you can give casually just because we have a good relationship. This is a "strategic" weapon.
so……
This time you need to be paid.”
"It's okay. I understand. This is a public matter and we can't talk about personal relationships. But I heard that you still have a copy of the consciousness of the 'Data God' Bartmos.
He is a super genius who can tear apart the world's data network with just his bare hands. Really speaking, he is the strategic weapon in your hands, right?
Ott Cunningham is clearly a lower class.”
Mason walked into the laboratory and glanced at Dr. Otto, who was busy debugging the program in front of the newly assembled Fenrir armor. Instead of disturbing him, he opened the drawer, took out his notebook, turned to the action plan he had written earlier, and handed it to Judy.
He gestured for her to pick a few possible "trophies" as reward for the chips.
The latter took it in his hand, looked at it, and whispered:
"I have never read this kind of paper documents since I was born, but your handwriting is quite nice. Hmm, let me see who you are going to use Ultra's data program against?
A cyborg who was transformed by a 'Mother Box' of unknown black technology and can easily manipulate the network architecture of the entire world into an 'electronic ghost'.
It sounds like he's a tough guy indeed, but to deal with such an enemy, maybe I can give you the 'Soul Killer' program?"
Judy looked up and said to Mason:
“That thing is more convenient and there is no risk of losing control.
Although Ultra is now a data life and a non-staff member of the Afterlife Team, she is a free super data life that cannot be restrained. She has her own personality and consciousness.
They even have their own ideas about the impact event and the reconstruction plan of our civilization.
We have no idea what will happen once she is released.”
"I want this Ultra separation chip, Judy, not the soul killer."
Mason shook his head and said:
"That thing is lethal, but I'm not asking for your help just to kill someone. This is essentially a rescue operation, and I have no intention of turning it into a war to the death.
As for the possibility of Otto losing control...
Let her be. We have the ability to deal with this crisis, and you don't think that Ultra will secretly make peace with the Star Society without your knowledge?"
After saying that, he looked at Judy and said belatedly:
"But, you just said you have the complete 'Soul Killer' program? You carry such a dangerous thing with you? You glare at someone who makes you unhappy and make their brain explode?
How come I didn't realize you also have the bad hobby of 'headshot master'?"
"Hey, that joke isn't funny. I'm a pacifist most of the time."
Judy rolled her eyes and threw the notes back to Mason. She explained:
“And it just sounds awesome. In our world, soul killers are so terrifying because everyone in that world has an interface in their brain, so they can naturally be invaded by this program.
But it is of no use to you 'natural persons'. Pure flesh and blood creatures do not have a 'time bomb' in their brains that I can exploit.
Most of the time I use it as an anti-virus software.
But to be honest, the Soul Killer program is really deadly when dealing with a cyborg like Cyborg. As long as you grasp the timing well, I can guarantee that his brain will explode before he can react."
"Then give me a copy."
Mason took out a hard drive and handed it to Judy with shining eyes. He said:
"The cannon fodder soldiers of the Cleaner Corps are all mad dogs with prosthetic implants. This thing is simply a blast to death against them!"
“It’s not that simple.”
Judy shook her head and said:
"When our world was moved by the Star Society, all the technology there was taken away by them. They also have the original version of the Soul Killer data. They must have installed firewalls on the consciousness terminals of their soldiers. With the commander present, they will not let the soldiers suffer large-scale brain death."
"It's not a big deal, why don't we just kill the commander first?"
Mason stretched out his hand and made a downward cutting motion, saying:
"The numerical advantage of those mad dogs is a headache. There is a good method to clear the miscellaneous soldiers after the boss battle. Copy it for me, Judy. I won't let you work for nothing."
"Okay, I've read the plan. The reward for the chip should be this 'Mother Box'. A replica made by the Justice League will also do."
Judy took the hard drive and winked at Mason and said:
"I think the engineers in my team should be quite interested in the unknown technology that can be integrated and transformed with life. To be honest, the Afterlife Team actually has our own ideas and plans in private. I have a feeling that the Mother Box may be able to help us."
"Okay, I'll make sure to get it for you as long as the watchtower has it."
Mason nodded in agreement. Seeing Judy was about to leave, he suddenly remembered another thing, so he took the tech girl to the cubicle in his office.
Under Judy's disgusted gaze as if she were looking at a cold-blooded murderer, Mason opened the big refrigerator here, revealing the things hidden in his refrigerator.
"That's why the first rule of staying at a stranger's house is not to open the refrigerator or you might find a bucket of expired milk.
If you're unlucky...
That’s the situation right now.”
The tech girl complained quietly, staring at the thing being "cryogenically stored" in the refrigerator in front of Mason.
That's a person!
A naked man, tall and slender, with muscles tight from long-term exercise, but there is a huge wound on his head that cannot be ignored. It looks like a large-caliber bullet has penetrated the skin and even damaged the skull.
This kind of injury would kill most people.
But the guy in front of her that Mason had put in the refrigerator was obviously still alive, and Judy noticed that there was a metallic luster on his skull.
"His name is Bullseye."
Mason pushed the elegant glasses frame on his nose and explained to Judy:
“He was once one of my enemies and had his own room in this building. I thought Norman would take him back, but the old Green Goblin didn’t mention it at all.
It seems that he intends to give this guy to me as a 'gift'.
This guy is a first-rate assassin and sharpshooter, his skull and spine are reinforced with vibranium, and I emptied a magazine with my kinetic pistol without even cracking his skull.
But Bullseye is a senior mental patient, born with split personality and violent personality disorder. His transformation surgery has aggravated his symptoms and he is basically incurable .
But I know you have a cure for him, Judy."
Mason glanced at the tech girl and said:
"I need a bodyguard I can trust, so do me a favor and do him a favor, give him a prosthetic implant and rewrite his personality code so that he can have a new life."
"Hmm, sounds like some kind of evil experiment."
Judy complained:
"But Lao Wei is looking for new prosthetic test samples. He should like this superhuman with a reinforced skull and spine. Do you want a weapon prosthetic?
Mantis Blades, Blood Pumps, Adrenaline Booster, Pain Editor, and Strengthened Tendons and Lynx Claws?"
"All! Put on whatever can be put on!"
Mason stroked his chin and said:
"Don't forget to implant a military-grade Krenchikov neural accelerator into his nervous system, and equip him with a Thousand-for-One S'Anweistan combat consciousness operating system.
Since I'm building a living war machine, I want the best!"
"You are a real expert."
Seeing that Mason knew all about the weapons and prosthetics, Judy couldn't help but complain:
"You know that this guy will not live more than five years if he has such a prosthetic body. Haven't you always been against Barbara transforming herself?"
"How can family members be treated the same as outsiders? And dying in battle has always been an occupational risk for assassins. Besides, I consider myself a fairly good pharmacist."
Mason gave a gentle smile and said:
"I think our Bullseye probably wouldn't mind exchanging his lifespan and health for combat power... a crazy villain like him would probably want that.
How long will it take to be completed?
"These are all mature and programmed processes. They won't take long."
Judy estimated and said:
"If you don't consider the postoperative recovery, it can be done within 10 hours. But I have to call Lao Wei to bring a full set of equipment over here. He may need a temporary prosthetic laboratory.
You have to pay for the transformation and purchase of the prosthesis, it can't be free.
I'll make a list for you when the time comes, and you can find a way to get what Lao Wei wants.
He's a nice guy and he won't cheat you."
"make a deal!"
Mason nodded happily.
He also knew about Old Wei, the cyborg doctor that Judy had mentioned repeatedly. He was also a legendary figure in Night City. It would be great if he could invite him to stay here permanently like Judy.
He is a miracle doctor in a sense. As long as you don't care whether your body is "original", he can save you even if you only have a brain left.
"Mason, your voodoo corpse is ready, come and get it!"
Just after sending Judy away, Zha Kang sent a message. He complained in the team communication:
"This guy has the most developed musculature of anybody I've ever seen. You don't even need a bulletproof vest for him, his body fat alone is bulletproof.
Throw this guy into Gotham, and he could kill half the city by himself.
According to your request, I used magic to strengthen the claws of your Mr. Corpse King. Now its claws not only carry the zombie virus but also a curse.
You should take it easy. "
"Thanks, John, you can go prepare your plan now."
Mason opened another drawer and took out the draft paper for writing formal documents. He sat on the chair and picked up the pen. He sighed and said:
"Resignation report... ugh, I hate this stuff."
——
In a room in Star Castle, an emergency secret meeting is taking place.
The group of people in this room were wearing thick white Slavic-style fur cloaks. Both men and women wore exquisite black bear-skin hats and red robes lined under their white cloaks.
In addition to the magic wand at the waist, there is also a double-headed eagle cane in the hand for decoration.
Compared with these arcane wizards who seemed to have walked out of the Middle Ages, the other group of people in the room were dressed very casually.
There are all kinds of attire, from formal suits to very informal beach shorts and bikinis. There are no uniform accessories, and not even wands are worn by everyone.
The two sides obviously disliked each other.
The formal group felt that their colleagues had abandoned the etiquette and dignity of wizards, while the more casual group felt that it was simply crazy to go through these unnecessary rituals when everyone had already left their original world.
On a terrace on the upper floor of the room, two middle-aged men were having a secret conversation. Their styles were exactly the same as those of their respective followers.
A wizard wearing a full set of uniforms looks very majestic.
The other one was wearing a suit with a black windbreaker, a scarf hanging around his neck, and a pair of high-end black men's gloves on his hands.
If we didn't say he was a wizard, it would probably seem like this guy was about to go out with Al Capone to commit the Valentine's Day Massacre.
"How did the so-called 'Hogwarts Legacy' suddenly appear?"
Mr. Gilbert Fontana, former dean of Ilvermorny School of Magic and current captain of the "Lighthouse" team, finished reading the letter in his hand and said with a frown:
"Didn't you take most of the things in that academy with you when you evacuated?"
“It’s part of it.”
Opposite him, old man Igor Karkarov, who was holding a golden double-headed eagle staff, said in a hoarse voice:
"When we first rushed there, Hogwarts was already in ruins. We only knew that it was attacked by conquerors, but it was unknown whether anyone took away the treasures in the chaos.
So, logically, it could be true.”
The old wizard spoke in a slow and low voice, which seemed very powerful.
But he is definitely not young anymore.
As a wizard with a big "stain" in his career, he once faked his death and escaped and lived in anonymity for a long time. If the stars had not found him in that world, he would probably still be living in hiding as a Muggle.
The coming of doomsday gave this ambitious guy hope of rising again.
And he did seize this "life-saving straw" as keenly as in the past. He not only took back his own academy, but also led his students to find a way out of desperation and into a wider world.
At least that's what he thought.
"You also said it was only possible from a 'logical' perspective."
Facing the words of the Great Wizard Igor, the Great Wizard Egilbert immediately sneered and said:
"If it was just based on this letter, I would not lead my students into an unknown world so recklessly! Even if the Hogwarts legacy really exists...
Igor, we no longer have to cling to the arcane knowledge of the past.
We can find more worthy knowledge to study and pursue from those worlds we have never heard of. I heard that you have established contact with the legendary Asgardians in a certain world?"
"You are well-informed."
The old wizard Igor glanced at his companion, turned a silver lightning-shaped pinky ring in his hand, and said:
"Relying on the ancient and pure bloodline that Durmstrang has always respected and preserved, the gods from the Aesir finally surrendered to us.
As you said, my friend, I also think it is foolish to dwell on the past. If it were just this letter, I would not even read it.
But the thing is, the stuff that came with the letter made me take it seriously.”
He breathed a sigh of relief and flicked his fingers lightly. A small, thumb-sized, irregular blood-red crystal appeared in the palm of his hand, and under the power of magic, it floated in front of the great wizard Agilbert.
The latter's breathing suddenly became faster.
He said:
"This is... the Philosopher's Stone? Well, I think I understand why you are so obsessed with it. The temptation of immortality."
