The Track of Dawn In the World of Marvel Chapter 724

Chapter 724 22. It's really great to return to the craftsman spirit from the counterfeit dealer

Mason teleported out from the burned underground on a Mobius chair. The sun was just right at this time, and the time pointed to three o'clock in the afternoon. The entire City of Hope had been put under martial law by the conquerors of the sixth sequence, because of the cooperation of the garrison troops. The whole process went very smoothly, and after the first round of confrontation, no dangerous confrontation broke out.

The windbreaker fell in front of Mason with a supersonic speed, and a classic superhero landed and smashed the stones on the ground.

He got up and nodded to Mason, saying:

"Those envoys you left behind have begun to be sent back to their respective garden worlds, using the sixth-order and second-order world transmitters.

But some of them still want to see you again. "

"This shows that everything is fine, but I guess I don't have time to chat with them about the future. Whether it's imagining the ruling model of the next era or simply exploring the tone, there will be someone who will talk to them slowly about those things. pull."

Mason sat on the mechanical chair and turned his head to glance at the countdown suspended above the armrest. About four days later, the out-of-control rift leading to the Doujie would open, and he had to make all preparations before that.

The captain already had a premonition that he would end all of this there, no matter it was good or ugly, whether it was successful or regrettable.

"Is old Luthor all right?"

He raised his head and glanced at Feng Yichao, and asked:

"Did Ronan make things difficult for him?"

"No, the Cree behaved very well. Becca and Kirk are by Luthor's side. There won't be any problems."

Trench coat ultra This will also relax.

He hung by Mason's mechanical chair, looking at the municipal robots that were picking up the wreckage on the ground in front of him. These guys have been manipulated and taken over by Brainiac Jr. as part of maintaining city order.

After a few seconds of silence, the Superman, who had never spoken his name but only his code name, suddenly said to Mason:

"Thank you."

"Um?"

The captain looked at him in surprise and said:

"Why did you say that suddenly? I don't think you are the kind of guy who would thank others casually. The part of you that belongs to the warrior in your bones does not allow you to be so gentle."

"I'm just telling the truth."

Feng Yichao shook his head, plucked his hair, and said in a low voice:

"Although it seems simple, I know that without your participation, this matter will not go so smoothly. Just disposing of the Iron Tyrant and dealing with Ronan's threat is enough for us to struggle.

Most of the reason why the sixth sequence is so easy to talk about today is because you suddenly appeared and stood on our side. I didn't really believe in such illusory things as the charisma of a leader before.

But I believe it now.

Your temperament cannot be called the charisma of a leader, but it has indeed transformed into a real deterrent in this era.

Ronan, his legion and the forces behind him are all afraid of you.

They are afraid that you will interfere with their plans, or even that you will see them as an enemy. Obviously, what you have done before has scared them.

But it's surprising how easily you can let go of a Conqueror sequence.

Although I have never been in contact with you, I know those things before, and I know that you are not such a weak person. "

"Because Ronan is not just Ronan, that guy is just a spokesperson who was pushed out."

Mason sighed, sat on the mechanical chair and explained to Feng Yichao:

"The twelve conqueror sequences plus the special organization of the Dark Knights formed the backbone of the council's military force. The commander of the first sequence was my sister, who was killed by me.

The commander of the third sequence is my girlfriend's elder. In order to save me and her, he broke with his old friend for many years and chose to commit suicide in the most painful way.

The commanders and establishments of the fourth, seventh, and eleventh thirteenth subordinate sequences were all destroyed by me and my friends in the world war.

Queen Gulu of the eighth sequence is my sister's best friend and also my companion and subordinate.

Dr. Halsey of the tenth sequence is barely a fellow.

Look, I actually have connections with most of the Conqueror Sequences, and I also learned some inside stories from them. Ronan, the commander of the sixth sequence, is the most keen on forming small groups among all the commanders.

He had previously betrayed some low-level council members by forming cliques. This guy has a lot of bad records in this regard, but he did win over a secret group for himself.

When Nick Fury, the head of the arbitral tribunal, was forced to death by me, God Doom disappeared and Tony Zero was executed by me, as long as he wants, he can climb up and rebuild the council system.

But he didn't.

It's not that he doesn't want to, Superman, the forces behind and around him don't dare to toss anymore, this is also a kind of tacit understanding, right?

They subdued me through Ronan's statement, and expressed in this humble gesture that they would no longer interfere with the New Utopia plan and even fully assist.

I can't kill them all, can I?

Although I have such a plan, but if I do, many people will die

It is not a wise choice to provoke a war because of some personal thoughts and actions at a moment when hope has been seen and the next era can be touched. "

"So you're letting them go?"

Feng Yichao snorted and said:

"Judging by your standards, those guys are all sinful, and you won't be wronged if you kill them ten times. After all, you still backed down, which made your image in my eyes worse."

"I'm not giving in, I just changed the way."

Mason shook his head, rubbed his eyebrows and said:

"There are also many people in my camp who are very good at using insidious tricks to restrain and weaken the opponent. They are good at this and they don't have much in common except for survival.

Once the shock that threatens existence has passed and they enter the next beautiful era, they will inevitably fall apart for one reason or another and eventually part ways and even become enemies with each other.

I can list at least six guesses for that situation without even thinking about it.

Although I don't care about the distribution of rights in the post-disaster era and I am not interested in joining it, but we are all brothers who have carried guns in the trenches, and they all risked their lives to help each other in the fusion war. pity.

Look, this involves another problem, Superman, let me ask you, how can two people who have their own ghosts and are planning to break up and divide their luggage maintain unity as much as possible? "

"Use ideals? Set rules?"

Feng Yichao frowned and thought for a moment, then said:

"It seems unlikely, after all, morality can only restrain individuals and power can turn wise men into warlike fools."

"Ideals can't do this kind of thing. After all, everyone needs to eat and drink water. You can't live by ideals alone, and the rules will always be broken one day, especially in an era when a whole new universe is waiting to be developed."

Mason manipulated the mechanical chair to levitate, and said to the windbreaker beside him:

"But there is one thing that can make our own people temporarily let go of their enemies!

I don't ask for how long this trick can maintain peace, at least in the next era after we build a reasonable framework for getting along with each other, it won't be too late for everyone to break up.

And Ronan and his friends were just able to draw a bottom line for my friends to maintain unity after I left.

Without enemies, no matter how stable an alliance is, it will collapse.

But the samurai don't point their swords at each other until the common adversary is dealt with. Ah, thinking about these **** questions gives me a headache, but I can't really put it aside and let things go to the worst . "

"Sounds awful."

Trenchcoat Chao shrugged and said:

"Old Luther must be interested in this."

"So you think I said those words to you just now?"

Mason rolled his eyes, knocked on the armrest of the mechanical chair, and said:

"How about a little self-knowledge about your IQ ceiling? Tell your adoptive father what I just said, and he'll understand.

Speaking of which, why do you have a bad relationship with old Luther?

You don't hate him, do you? "

"It's nothing."

Feng Yichao sighed and said:

"The old guy kept telling me when he raised me that my strength and potential would be the hope of uniting the world, and he saw me as the future of human evolution.

However, one day after I had formed this cognition, he told me that he had already deciphered the information on my baby spaceship.

I was not born in the blood of a hero. My father was the tyrant of Krypton. It was his willful actions that directly led to the destruction of Krypton. He personally destroyed his own people.

I'm the descendant of a war lunatic who ruined his world, and I've definitely inherited that brutal gene.

Luthor gave me a lofty ideal, and then crushed him with my own hands.

Although it turned out that it was just a means by old Luthor to prevent me from being brainwashed into a tool person by President Amanda Waller's words of heroes and guardians.

But you know what?

that feeling

The feeling of being cheated on by a man who you consider your father. "

"I don't know, sorry, I'm an adopted son like you, and my father who is a gangster obviously doesn't have the old Luthor's leisurely way of instilling ideals and goals in me, such exaggerated to illusory things.

He likes to play boxing games with me the most, the kind where I play as a punching bag.

I was beaten into the hospital three times by my adoptive father before I was ten years old, I guess this is not a small record in other places, but in the city where I grew up, I was already considered a relatively 'happy' kind of kid up.

After all, my adoptive father left me an 'iron rice bowl' to be a low-level horseman in the gang, although I was opened by a **** with a wine bottle on the second day of work.

Before my last birthday, there was no such luxury and refinement of ideals in my life.

So I'm sorry, I can't understand the kind of 'pain' that you, a child in your thirties, let you have no relationship with your old father because he ruined your ideals. "

Mason curled his lips and replied in this way, causing the windbreaker to widen his eyes, and after a long while of embarrassment, he whispered under Mason's faint gaze:

"Sorry uh, sorry, it looks like you're having a much worse time than me."

"Do you think you should apologize to me?"

Mason asked again, Feng Yichao snorted, bent down in the air and accelerated and disappeared in front of the captain. If he stayed here again, he would probably be embarrassed to build a Hanging Garden of Babylon in the air with his toes.

"Tch, a spoiled and doted Kryptonian kid."

The chief captain watched Feng Yichao disappear into the end of his field of vision, and made a harsh remark.

He plans to go to the Mothership of the Sixth Sequence to meet with the Supreme Wisdom, talk about some unnutritive topics, and reiterate the promise that Ronan's small group will not have to worry about being retaliated by him, lest they suffer from persecution paranoia The dog jumps over the wall in a hurry.

On the way to the Dark Asterisk, the communication of the Mobius chair was connected, and Batemos' puzzled voice sounded from it, and the God of Data said suspiciously:

"Why did you stuff me with a weird artificial intelligence? Also, what weird things did you do to the Skynet general program? Why did this guy cry when he came to report on me?

He kept saying that he was a sinner. "

"Uh, it might be pretending. The Skynet we met is a full-fledged showman, but it might also be that I used too much force. I used the Star Emperor's Heart to help it complete the bio-empathy program, so that it Realizing how badly the things I've done in the past have been life-threatening."

Mason explained a sentence, and said:

"But now it is your prisoner, remember to lock it up before the era changes, and don't let it out until it is sure that it is no longer dangerous.

How is Uncle Tun doing?

Are you still scolding me? "

"That scolding is too ugly. I never knew that the gods of the universe can be so dirty in scolding. It really doesn't want a bit of decency."

Bartmoss complained fiercely, saying:

"As of today, we have destroyed almost forty Scavengers hive worlds. The group of ghost pirates under your command are surprisingly enthusiastic about this matter. They not only guide the Star Emperor to the next target, they hardly sleep.

It seems that you have a bunch of lunatics under your command.

The good news is that at our current pace, we will probably be able to clear all the nests before the sixth impact.

The bad news is that, according to the results sent back by Unicron's star sea probe, the tremors in the depths of the universe are accelerating, and the fifth impact will be five days later, and the sixth impact will be ushered in a week at most.

I personally have a guess that if the situation continues to deteriorate, there will be no seventh shock, and the sixth shock will directly trigger the collapse of the entire cosmic system.

Whether the cosmic egg can be formed depends on the next period of time.

In other words, we will be able to reach the node between the old era and the new era in half a month at most. Whether we can survive until the next era and become a legend depends on this last trembling. "

"Well, I already know."

Mason let out a long breath. He saw another communication signal flashing, and said to Buttermos:

"Uncle Tun, please be prepared, he may need to solve a problem in a few days."

"Aren't you afraid that he will kill you the moment he escapes?"

Bartmoss was stunned for a while, Mason curled his lips and said:

"That's just a backup plan. It's the last resort. Of course, it's just right if you don't need Uncle Tun. Well, I won't tell you anymore. There is still a communication here."

He reached out to switch the communication frequency band, and the big face of engineer Mason, stained with engine oil, was projected in the next instant. He was standing in the cabin of the Iron Emperor's mechanical ship, with various instruments behind him. Other Masons Just like a big move, he is directing various types of Mark Armors to walk around in it.

"Hey, Mason, we have a room for you."

The engineer waved a big wrench and said:

"This cool spaceship will belong to us in the future. After everyone voted and agreed to call it 'Family', it has exactly sixteen decks, and one floor for each person can leave six floors as a public test area.

Need us to clean up for you?

I guess you don't have much time to come and decorate it yourself, why don't you let Harley and Quinn come over to give you an idea? "

"When is this, are you still in the mood to decorate the house?"

Mason rolled his eyes and said:

"In less than five days, I will go to Doujie for the final battle. When the time comes, you will go with me. I guess this time we will fight in groups, so you should prepare everything you can.

If you can get through it smoothly, after we finish the last journey, I will take you to another place to open your eyes.

Didn't you guys always wonder which **** sent us here?

There will be an answer soon. "

"Yo, this relationship is good!"

The engineer laughed and said:

"No problem, it's on us, five days, right? You just watch it, let's see if the brothers will make you a doomsday war arsenal.

Oh, by the way, the upgraded Supreme Arsenal is ready, come and pick it up when you have time.

It is full of genuine cosmic artifacts.

We finally don't have to be counterfeit dealers in the future. "

(end of this chapter)

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