Volume 5: The Young Wolf Seeks Home Chapter 18 How can Mason, the scum who bullies the old man, be worthy of being a partner of justice?
"Mason Cooper, what on earth are you doing?"
At the car rollover scene in the radiation desert, seeing Hawkeye was forced to disarm, the old wolf Logan at the back really had no intention of going forward to fight.
Just as if the fleeting Wolverine aura that he had when he scolded his son just now was just a lasting glow, he now seemed to have returned to his cowardly attitude like an old farmer.
He got up from the sand in a panic, looking at the junior from another world who had dared to talk to him in a friendly manner half an hour ago. He trembled and said in a hoarse voice:
"If that's what you're here for...let Clint go and take my life. I won't resist."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Mason couldn't understand Wolverine's train of thought for a moment. He never said he wanted to hurt them, and he even reached out his hand and asked for a ride in a friendly manner.
It was Logan who tried to kill him first, and he just made a small response.
Seeing that the old wolf had accepted his fate, he curled his lips and said:
"I really just want you two to help me lead the way, and by the way, I am very interested in what you are transporting and the stories of your past that you are deliberately hiding.
I will help you fix your car, give you supplies, re-equip you, and hit the road with you to where I am going.
I have only one request.
You have to listen to me along the way. I will let you go when we reach our destination. Logan, don't worry about your family, they are all here."
He patted the suitcase at his feet and said:
"There's a miniature ecosystem here, a nice house, hot water and food, and I think it's better for them to stay here than in that shabby house that's full of radiation and might be sought after by the Hulk Gang.
You don't even consider the revenge of those bastards when you cause trouble ? It seems that you have been away from the superhero business for too long, and even your vigilance has dropped to this level.
You're welcome, Logan.
This is just a small thing I, as a 'Wolf fan', should do for my idol."
"Hey, if you two old acquaintances have finished chatting, could you explain the current situation to me?"
Hawkeye Clint, who maintained the "military salute of a certain country", said dissatisfiedly:
"Did you two know each other before? And what about this attack?"
"You can ask him."
The Fenrir armor behind Mason was kept on alert under the control of Delaman. He stepped forward and took out the five knives hidden on Clint's body and threw them aside, and took off the spider web launcher in his left hand that was ready to be thrown out at any time.
These superheroes will not be easy to deal with even if they are old and blind. Their seeming surrender is just an attempt to find an opportunity for a Jedi counterattack.
After Mason disarmed Clint, he walked to the overturned Spider car, took out his toolbox and planned to perform an emergency repair on this good car that had not been maintained for seventeen years.
But before he did anything, he found a password box that fell out of the storage box at the rear of the car. It looked very sophisticated and completely out of place in this chaotic and brutal wasteland.
Just looking at its simple silver-gray appearance, it looks like a product of pre-war technology.
Mason immediately became interested and reached out to pick up the box and put it in front of him.
"Don't touch it!"
Clint, who walked over to help the old wolf up, twitched his ears.
Although his eyes were damaged, he seemed to have "awakened" extraordinary abilities. When he realized that Mason was about to open the password box, Hawkeye suddenly became angry.
He said:
"That's our cargo! It must be delivered to New Babylon on time."
"I know. Give it to the resistance forces in this world, right?"
Mason said without turning his head :
"I heard your conversation in the house. I think Logan's hunch is correct in this matter. You'd better not try to complete this journey which sounds troublesome."
"I said, don't touch it!"
Clint was angrily trying to stop them, but Old Wolf held his wrist tightly. Not far away, the power armor had already ejected a scarlet floating cannon that was locking onto the two of them.
Although he didn't know much about Mason, Old Logan was sure that if Hawkeye made another attacking move, his "junior" who seemed gentle in his words and deeds might really open fire.
The two old men, who are no longer as brave as they used to be, cannot defeat the power armor in front of them, not to mention that Logan knows that Mason also has a team of "flying" bodyguards.
Under Logan's gentle persuasion, Hawkeye tried hard to suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart. When he heard the mechanical sound made by Mason trying to open the password box, Clint snorted and said:
“Don’t try, it was encrypted with the encryptor that Reed left behind. No one in this world can open it unless they have the matching key.
Let's be frank here. Your name is Mason, right?
What on earth do you want to do?
"Like I said before, I just wanted a ride."
Mason tried several times, but he couldn't easily open the legendary combination lock in front of him. However, he didn't care. He had plenty of time to study this thing along the way.
Little engineering puzzles are great for killing time.
He first put the code box into his bag, then used the Fenrir Armor to lift the Spider Car. He then deftly crawled under the car to perform maintenance and replaced the necessary components. While Bald Wolf and Dejected Eagle looked at him strangely, he replied:
"You are going to New Babylon. I just looked at the map and that place is not far from the ruins of Xavier Institute. We can go the same way. Also, Clint, is your blindness caused by glaucoma?"
"So what?"
Hawkeye had no good feelings towards the robber, but the situation was stronger than the man, so he did not provoke him again, but just said something unhappily.
The next moment, Mason, who was dismantling the damaged chassis of the Spider Car, threw a bottle of delicate-looking potion over. The almost blind Eagle Eyes heard the sound and accurately grasped the potion in his hand.
"Drinking it will be good for your eyes. I'll show you how to treat it after we get on the road. This disease can only be cured in the later stages with the right medicine.
But luckily I brought enough materials with me.”
"Very professional throwing technique, he should be a shooter type of guy."
Hawkeye focused on Mason's skill in throwing the medicine bottle. This guy threw it like a dart with good force, but it was absolutely impossible for him to drink the medicine given by a stranger.
Although the old hero has fallen on hard times, he is still as vigilant as ever.
"Mason, we have reached the nearest city to the north. This should be San Francisco, but the entire city has been destroyed. The three Kryptonians searched it and found that there are basically no living people here."
While Mason was repairing the Spider-Car, Batgirl's voice rang out over the team's communications, reporting:
“Harley and I will stay here and wait for you, while the others will continue to explore northward. The good news is that the radiation concentration decreases as we go north, and we even saw plants.
But the bad news is, there are not many people left in this world.
Its main body of civilization has completely collapsed. It is even worse than the Caribbean world when it was hit. It seems that the great shift seventeen years ago has indeed hollowed out this world."
"This is a good thing. It means we don't have to worry about saving civilization. We can finally relax a bit."
Mason replied:
"You guys rest there first. Our 'new friend' and I will be there soon. According to the maximum speed of this spider car, it may only take a few hours and we can arrive there before midnight.
By the way, how are the new team members performing?
Barbara, give them a score."
"Well, this is your job, Mason, and you're telling me to do it again. You're such a bad brother."
Barbara, my foster sister, complained quietly, then took a few seconds to think about it and replied:
"The best performer is of course Zod. This Kryptonian is like an excellent soldier who can take the initiative to shoulder his responsibilities and supervise his companions.
But his problem is, he only trusts you.
Although he would listen to me, I could feel that he was examining me and was not sure if I could be trusted. This might be related to his previous experience, but it was not a big deal. I believed that he would be able to integrate into the K team soon.
The performance of the other few was a bit poor.
Blue Beetle is a typical young man, he still regards this action as an armed parade. Firestorm performs better because of Professor Stein's guidance, but Jax has a strong rebellious mentality.
He would deliberately provoke me and then I would teach him a lesson, like a weaker version of Damian.
The worst performer was Kara-El."
Barbara sighed and said:
"She still stubbornly believes that we tricked her into coming here and prevented her from becoming a righteous partner, so she is holding a grudge, but Dachao has taught her well.
She knew that we were a team at the moment, so she didn't do anything dangerous , and I noticed that she was the one who was most serious about collecting intelligence.
She is observing this strange world with her own eyes and drawing her own conclusions.
Not to mention Bizarro, he is getting along well with Harley now, and Harley can use candy to direct him to do many things. It is hard to imagine that Mr. Pavlov's taming skills can shine in this field.
Aside from his lack of intelligence, which makes him clumsy and hard to understand, Bizarro is almost an 'ace player'."
"It was exactly as I expected, but it started off well. We didn't scatter as soon as we entered this world."
Mason put down his engineering wrench and installed a delicate component into the chassis of the Batmobile. He then stood up and opened the hood to replace the entire energy system of the car.
He said to Barbara:
“Keep watching, keep giving them instructions.
The difficulty and danger of this world can serve as a 'preview' for the Kryptonians, as they will hardly encounter any fatal threats in this desolate world.
But my guess is that once we get into New Babylon, things might be different, so it’s best to get them into serious mode before then.”
"You make me feel like a babysitter when you say that. Grayson should be doing this kind of thing."
Barbara says:
"I don't have the patience to play tricks on them. Come over here quickly. Harley can't see that you're getting mad. That's it. Contact me if anything happens."
After the call was disconnected, Mason breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to the old wolf who was sitting by the roadside and whispering:
"Hey, Logan, come and help take this thing down. It's a waste of talent to give this car to Clint. Look at how old this engine is. If it could talk, it would be jumping up and down and scolding Clint for being unethical."
“I want to fix it, too.”
Hawkeye retorted:
"But my eyes told me that I couldn't do that delicate work."
Old Logan did not refuse. He stepped forward to help hold the disassembled engine. With the strength of his hands, the heavy object was easily lifted up and thrown aside.
Mason watched this scene, took out a disposable Ark reactor and its matching energy output equipment, and whispered to the old wolf who was patting the oil stains on his hands:
"Your strength is clearly not weakened. Even without the steel claws, beating up a few Hulk sons would be a piece of cake. Why did you endure to that extent?"
Facing Mason's question, Laolang hesitated for a moment and said:
"I will never use force against anyone again. That was the oath I made in front of Vanessa after she rescued me. I just want to live peacefully until I die of old age."
"You mean, Wolverine is going to become a pacifist when he ages?"
Mason grunted, and as he tightened the bolts he whispered:
"This is definitely the funniest joke I've heard since I turned eighteen. War runs in your veins, Logan. You want to live in peace. Have you asked Wolverine for his opinion?"
"Wolverine is dead! How many times do you want me to repeat that?"
Old Wolf became furious, snatched the cigarette box from Mason's side, and turned back to his old friend.
A few minutes later, Mason debugged the new engine, and the overhauled Spider Car roared with power in the desert.
He sat in the driver's seat, honking the newly replaced horn, and shouted to Logan and Clint, who were squatting on the side of the road smoking and chatting like two old men:
"Get in the car, we should leave. My people have set up a small camp in the ruins of San Francisco. We have to get there before midnight."
"Walk."
Bald Old Wolf threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and got into the car with Hawkeye. Mason sat in the back seat and released a few drones to cruise and conduct reconnaissance nearby. The three of them set out again, speeding through the vast desert.
The temperature dropped quite a bit at night. Mason and Logan were fine, but Clint, who was already an old man, obviously couldn't stand it and kept sneezing.
Mason took out a bottle of liquor and handed it to him. This time Hawkeye did not refuse. He took a sip of the liquor to warm himself up, and then let Mason help him check his completely damaged eyes.
"This is a bit tricky. You're not telling the truth."
Mason looked at the completely gray eyeball with medical gloves on and said:
"This isn't just glaucoma. You've been poisoned, right?"
"I don't quite believe you when you say you're a doctor."
Clint didn't care. He took a sip of the wine and handed the bottle to Logan who was driving. Drunk driving has always been a serious problem, but now in this doomsday desert, no one cares about them.
Dejected Eagle leaned back in his chair, he let out a long breath, closed his eyes and said:
"Seventeen years ago, during the attack and defense of the Triskelion Building, I shot an arrow through Zemo's head, but Madame Hydra's poison also hit me.
It hurts so much, it still hurts when I think about it now.
Daredevil saved me. I lay in the temple where he chose to become a lama for six months. I survived, but the price was that I lost my eye... Hawkeye?
Tsk, that’s outdated.
But Matt was kind enough to teach me how to use sound instead of sight before he died of his injuries. That’s why I can live safely until now. What are you doing?”
He felt that Mason had taken out something very sharp, and immediately said vigilantly:
"You're going to operate on me here?"
"No, just extract a little bit of your genes."
Mason took out a very sophisticated biological device with the logo of Kangtao Company on it. He used a special extraction device to take a little sample from Hawkeye's eyeball and put it into the device. The device started working immediately.
He put the thing into Hawkeye's hand, patted him on the shoulder and said:
"Your eyes are doomed, but a new pair might work better. Take this thing I'm giving you. It can clone a pair of bionic eyes made from your genes in six hours.
When we get there, I'll let my team members perform a 'small operation' on you, as an apology for what I did to you just now.
We still have a long way to go, and I don't want a sharpshooter to be dissatisfied with me. An arrow from behind is always more dangerous than a bullet in front of me.
Logan, do you need me to treat you?
You are obviously suffering from some serious post-traumatic stress disorder. My girlfriend is an expert in this field. Do you want me to help you get an appointment? We have connections, so I can give you a discount. "
