Volume 5: The Young Wolf Seeks Home Chapter 3 Big Fucking Gun!
Mason went to Star Castle early the next morning. As he expected, Mr. Hunter was not in the office today because he was suddenly "on a business trip" this morning.
He was received by the staff of Star Castle.
After only a short confirmation ceremony, Mason's bronze ID card was upgraded to a luxurious silver texture, and his status also jumped from C-level cannon fodder to B-level elite cannon fodder.
Finally, I don't have to worry about my superiors finding any excuse to stuff me into War World to fill in the lines.
This is really cause for celebration.
"Before leaving, Master Hunter asked us to lead you to the secret treasure house, explain to you the rights and obligations of B-level personnel, and reallocate the station of Team K."
The receptionist with butterfly wings and an elf-like look said to Mason enthusiastically:
"If you're not busy, shall we start now?"
"No need, I have something else to do later."
Mason snorted and said:
"Let Mr. Hunter do the tour guide thing after he comes back. I don't believe he can be away on business for several months. But we still have to go to the secret treasure house.
I heard there are a lot of good things there. I won’t bother you anymore. It’s the third floor underground, right?
I'll go by myself."
Upon hearing this, the receptionists looked at each other in bewilderment and watched Mason walk into the elevator of Star Castle. They thought to themselves that this new B-level personnel was really quite strong-willed. He actually dared to get angry in front of Mr. Hunter, who was known in the organization for his "disregard for human life".
You really are not afraid of death.
But Mason didn't think much about it.
He just thought that Ciri might be in a moody mood because of the relatives coming over these days. But after all, he came here excitedly with gifts, and this is how he was treated?
What happened to the agreement of advancing and retreating together?
How can a newly promoted B-level personnel like me endure such injustice?
"bite"
The elevator leading to the third underground floor of Star Castle opened in front of Mason. This thing requires verification with the Star Club identity card before it can be activated, which is also a good confidentiality measure.
He walked out of the elevator and was greeted by an entire floor of a building that belonged to the Star Society's secret treasure house, housing various treasures from parallel world systems.
Most of them are materials, and a small part are finished products that can be used.
But according to Ciri, the best things that the Stars will find will be handed over to the Council of Hope for redistribution, so those that remain in the secret treasure house of the Stars Castle cannot be considered top-notch treasures, at least not as strong as the weapons allocated to professional conquerors for combat.
However, having said that, the secret organization that has existed for seventeen years in the Dark Ages still has some foundation.
As soon as Mason walked into the door of the secret treasure house, he saw a broken Infinity Gauntlet stored in the display stand of the treasure room No. 6 in front of him. This thing alone was enough to stun the newly promoted B-level personnel.
Although its appearance was visibly damaged and the Infinity Gems preserved on it were dim, the residual energy fluctuations still made Mason feel that he was approaching a magical vortex.
The words "For Class A personnel only, short-term rental only" on the display stand made Mason give up the idea of taking it, but he was allowed to observe it.
So he reached out and touched the huge golden glove on the display stand. After a few seconds, an information label popped up:
Infinity Gauntlet [Damaged]
Quality: Legendary Forging/Jewelcrafting Items·Perfect Craftsmanship
Characteristics: No viewing without permission
Special effects: No viewing without permission
Producer: Etri of Nidavi
Item Description: There are countless pairs of gloves in countless worlds, but only a few can be used in the outside world. Don't be fooled, this one in front of you is not a fake, but it is hardly real either.
hint!
The forging pattern [Infinite Gauntlets] is now included, and the Watalheim Dwarf forging branch is now open. You can now try to smelt Urugin, a specialty of the Nine Kingdoms, in a more professional way.
“What a pleasant surprise.”
Mason looked at the slowly advancing progress bar of the Infinite Gloves pattern on the character card in front of him, the unlocked techniques of the dwarves for smelting Urugin, and several fantasy-style weapon drawings.
He seemed to suddenly understand.
He turned around suddenly and looked at the various rare items displayed in the exhibition hall that could only be borrowed by A-level members. So, the largest treasure trove of the Star Club was open to him?
He raised his eyebrows.
If I had a pair of skillful hands and didn't have to rely on luck to pick up equipment, wouldn't that mean that as long as I took a walk around this secret treasure house, I could grab all the top collections of the Star Club?
"Your guarding level needs to be improved."
Mason rubbed his hands and whispered like a robber who rushed into a vault, or like a horny man who saw ragged young ladies.
With a good mood like a harvest day, he quickly walked to the red robe and blood-red cloak placed next to the Infinity Gauntlet, reached out and touched it without any hesitation.
After a few seconds a new information label popped up:
"'Spawn: Hell Robe' blueprint is being collected, 'Blade of Time' blueprint is being collected, 'Gravity Gun' blueprint is being collected, 'BFG9000' blueprint is being collected..."
Mason was delighted by the information included in a series of drawings, but he suddenly realized that something incredible seemed to have flashed by just now.
So he quickly went back.
On a weapon rack, he found a compact particle gun that looked very sci-fi and was badly worn. He raised his brows and put his hand on it. The information tag quickly popped up:
BFG9000
Quality: Legendary Engineering Item, Immortal Craftsmanship
Characteristics: No viewing without permission
Producer: "Demon-killing Weapon" Prototype Military Workshop
Item Description: Come on, pronounce its name with me, it's called Big Fucking Gun 9000!
"It's really this damn damn thing! But why is there only one Fak Gun? Where is the Crucible Judgment Sword that the man who terrified the demons used to kill people in hell?
And what about the Archon armor that roams the space?"
Mason rubbed his forehead with a headache and greed. He had a deep memory of the gun in front of him.
The magic of this thing cannot be fully described in three days and three nights.
But the most amazing thing about this gun is that you don't need to modify its internal structure at all. You just need to enlarge its various components 1000 times in proportion to make it into a plasma turret, and you can crush Mars with one shot.
It is a true "star destroyer cannon", and such an exaggerated weapon has actually been used in actual combat.
Well, if the world of Doom also exists in the parallel world system, then Mars in their galaxy is likely to be destroyed.
"This star club is such a waste of good things!"
Mason was very dissatisfied because he didn't find other Doom Slayer's weapons and equipment, but the slight unhappiness he had felt about being stood up by Ciri had disappeared.
He suddenly realized that perhaps he was greedy too.
But his greed was not about external things. He could not resist collecting more drawings and formulas, even though he might not use them until the end.
If Mason traveled to a wasteland world, he would definitely be the "chosen garbage king".
"Hey, what is this thing?"
After touching seven or eight things in succession and collecting the drawings, Mason suddenly noticed a pair of very strange hands placed on the shelf at the edge of the collection room.
Just a pair of real hands.
It looked like it had been chopped off and soaked in a special solution.
The right hand is as big as a rock, and the left hand is normal size, with bright red skin and scales, which looks very strange and evil.
He walked forward with a raised eyebrow, stroking his chin as he looked at the item that looked like a cold-blooded collection of a murderer. The hands that could be placed here must be extraordinary.
But the problem is that this thing cannot be identified using the character card.
Mason thought it looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.
"The Right Hand of Destruction is extremely powerful and indestructible . Legend has it that it can summon the evil dragon god Ogdru Jahad, a destructive beast that represents the end of the world in a certain A-level world.
And this non-human hand is the key to open the twilight of doomsday.
Of course, such descriptions are always exaggerated and not worth being too scared of. After we cut off this hand, we never saw the legendary world-destroying beast appear. "
A hoarse and eerie voice sounded behind Mason, introducing him like a qualified tour guide:
"Placed next to it is the 'left hand of creation'. Unlike the right hand, which carries supernatural powers, this hand is a symbol of the wisdom of the ancestors of mankind.
Legend has it that when a skilled craftsman possesses it, he can create miracles one after another with his own hands.
It is a symbol of hope.
However, like its 'brother', its previous owner was unable to create a miracle of salvation when we burned that world to ashes.
Most legends are based on hearsay, let alone this kind of legend that is close to destruction and creation.
How I wish the legends on these hands were true, but sadly, they are not.”
Mason turned around and looked behind him.
As if floating out from the dim light, a person shrouded in shadows emerged silently as the black cloak swayed. Although the face could not be seen, the voice alone made people feel the slippery and coldness like a snake's coil.
Therefore, it can be outlined that there should be a rotten or ugly face under the shadow, but Mason was very humble at this moment. He lowered his head and took the initiative to greet:
"Greetings, Master Warlock. Did my rude stay disturb you?"
"That's not the case."
The warlock was like a shadow. He approached Mason and said:
"I am just on duty today and came to patrol the treasury as required. I happened to see you selecting treasures here, so I came to take a look.
Mason Cooper, a Class B personnel, these are rare items reserved for Class A personnel to choose from. They all have various strange powers that you cannot control now.
Maybe I can help you pick out something you like?"
"How dare I trouble you?"
Mason smiled and said:
"I can just wander around by myself."
"Oh? You mean to refuse my help?"
The warlock also let out an uncomfortable laugh and asked a meaningful question in return.
Mason curled his lips and changed his words:
"Well, I came here to pick out an item that can prevent my team members from being tracked in my world. It would be best if it can be set up as a safe zone similar to a barrier.
We got into trouble in our hometown and are in a very bad situation now, but we can’t just give up the connections we made and the efforts we made there.”
"You got into trouble in your hometown?"
The warlock said in surprise:
"You come from an A-level world under the N52 system of the Trans-Time and Space Stream. Those places generally share the same world module. Most of them are very troublesome Trans-A-level worlds, where conquerors have failed many times.
It's hard to imagine how much trouble you can cause there with your strength?"
"It wasn't a big deal, actually. I just beat up Superman and robbed Batman's cave. I also stole some things from the King of the Seven Seas."
Mason glanced at the Warlock Master and lamented:
"I don't want to do this either. They were the ones I worked so hard to curry favor with. I also wanted to get Batman and Superman into my team when I became powerful.
But they arrested my people, I can’t just ignore them…”
"That's very brave of you, but this might be better."
The warlock let out a weird laugh.
He felt satisfied as if he had heard some strange story, and under Mason's gaze, he grabbed something casually and took it out from the invisible and placed it in front of Mason.
This thing is a very strange black stone with a picture of a big eyeball on it.
Although the painting was very abstract, it was strange that when Mason looked at it, he suddenly felt dizzy and uncomfortable, as if the whole world was distorted into another form before his eyes, just like the feeling of nausea after removing the veil and seeing the real world.
"Don't look at it! This thing is eating away at your mind, Occlumency is under attack, back off!"
The hat roared in Mason's mind, and he immediately stepped back, no longer looking at the strange stone tablet, and then he heard the sorcerer's hoarse voice say:
“This is an unexpected item I obtained when I traveled deep into the dark stars. Although it will impact the mind, it also has the power to hide and create rifts. Place it at the core of the safe zone you choose, and it will open up a place parallel to the material world.
You are not a spellcaster so you cannot understand how it works.
I will summarize it to you in simple language. It is like opening a pocket and only allowing those who are "qualified" or allowed by you to step into it.
The best part is that once this thing is stimulated from the outside, it will fight back on its own, and you have seen its effect.
Anyone who looks directly at it will suffer the "punishment of wisdom".
The smarter you are, the more painful it is.
The only drawback is that it is ineffective against fools and idiots, but I think that enemies that can make the famous Mason Cooper feel difficult are not fools and idiots. "
The warlock placed it in Mason's hands, waved his hand and said:
"I have also heard about the secret contributions you have made to the higher authorities. The entire Fox Nest is ecstatic about the knowledge you have discovered. They call it the 'seventh closest solution to the answer'.
You have contributed to the healing of the worsening illness of this star group.
This is the glory of the Star Society, and I must reward you.
Take it, Mason.
Although it is evil and filthy, it can still protect you as you trek through the darkness to the end."
Having said that, the warlock turned and left.
He did not test Mason's thoughts at all. Such decisiveness made Mason unable to grasp the true intentions of the great mentor.
He turned the strange slate in his hand over, turned the abstract large eyeballs away from himself to avoid the impact, and then covered the information label with his fingers:
Spacetime Singularity/Eye of Transcendence/Yog's Petrifying Bubble
Quality: Special production materials, no grade
Features: Any finished product made with this item is considered a cursed object, and the curse cannot be removed before the item is destroyed.
Special effects:
A semi-permanent special plane opens up in the area where the object exists. When this plane exists, it cannot be detected by any means of detection. Only those who are allowed to enter and exit or those with high spiritual vision can find the entrance and enter.
Notice!
This object possesses the special consciousness of the remnants of higher-dimensional life.
This residual consciousness is not aggressive and will not cause damage, but any destructive behavior against the object will trigger a counterattack that ignores spatial barriers.
Those who are locked in will suffer [Punishment of Wisdom] until they become completely insane or die.
hint!
This item can be added as a raw material to any manufacturing branch item. Its own special effects will not decay, but the quality of the finished product will remain the same as [Standard Cursed Item·Standard Craftsmanship].
Once the object itself is destroyed, the material will also be destroyed.
Creator: The Unspeakable Eye of Observation
Item Description: Come and feel the indescribable power of sugar! In addition, you should know what the so-called old seal is, right? How does it feel to hold a pile of poop in your hand as a treasure?
"Throw it away, Mason, it's a wicked thing."
Mr. Hat said to Mason very cautiously:
"Besides, it was given to you by the warlock. That guy is already investigating you. This thing has ill intentions and cannot be used!"
“No, there is nothing wrong with this thing itself.”
Mason trusts the judgment of the character cards.
He carefully placed the stone tablet into a sealed box, rubbed his neck and said:
“The warlock’s vision is also very good. It is indeed the most suitable item for our current situation, but it is his attitude that makes me a little unpredictable.
He must have known we had a problem.
But from what he said, it seems that as long as we don't cause any more trouble, he won't pursue it anymore? What a hard-to-describe guy. Hat, you are also a spellcaster , can you judge the warlock's background?"
"Me? No, I can't."
The hat said with regret:
“It would be difficult to deal with a spellcaster of this level even in front of us, but I am sure that his power comes from darkness and chaos, not light and order.
Perhaps he was once a seeker of truth, but it was impossible for him to maintain a pure mind under the erosion of such a powerful force.
Watch out for him, Mason."
"Um."
The captain nodded and looked at the treasure trove behind him with a little regret. B-level personnel could only choose one rare item before each mission.
He has used up his share this time.
But it doesn't matter, Mason has other ways to get what he is interested in.
When leaving Star Castle and returning to Osborne Tower, when the world gate was closed, Mason took out his flip phone and dialed a number while Harley hummed a song while picking clothes next to him.
After a few seconds, the communication was connected.
He said to that side:
"Captain Morgan, I have thought about the personal reward for the A-level seat. There is a pair of severed hands on the edge of Room 6 of the Secret Treasure Vault on the third floor underground in Star Castle.
Although it is inconspicuous, it is a real good thing.
The right hand that brings destruction is yours, and the left hand that has the power of creation is mine... What? You said you've already taken a fancy to that BFG9000? What do you want that thing for?
That thing only fires three rounds.
Although it is powerful, the deterrent effect is greater than the actual effect. So, how about you get me the handle first, and then I will make you a new Fak gun when I have time?
ha?
Scold you?
I'm not scolding you, this is the correct name of the gun!
Say it with me, you old mercenary! Big Fucking Gun! Got it? That's the official name, not just something I made up.
I got all the drawings.
real!
I'm not kidding you, remember to bring your left hand over here quickly. Look, we are allies now, why would I abandon you?"
