Chapter 116 68. How should I respond when a subordinate tries to identify his identity? waiting online
After nightfall, the top floor of Bingshan Bar is very lively.
The new owner, Charles, is holding a party here to welcome his "distant friends", and by the way, introduce the bar's industry and operation mode to the upcoming "new manager" Jack Spyro.
Speaking of which, since Kiteman took over the Iceberg Bar, his time has been a little unlucky.
It was said that this bar has been renovated and will open soon.
But when the renovation was just completed, the Assassin League attacked Gotham, which put the bar into a "war-damaged state" again, and now it has to be redecorated.
It just so happens that Captain Jack, who is new to the K team, has the powerful talent of "super charisma", which is really unreasonable not to make good use of it.
Kiteman had no experience in management and business operations before. Now that he has money, he plans to spare time to fight a lawsuit with his ex-wife for custody of his son. Naturally, he is happy to have a sociable and trustworthy friend take over and hide behind the scenes.
As for Jack, he and his two female friends are newcomers and need time to adjust to modern life.
What's more, this is still in Gotham City, which is "simple and simple". Before the official mission, Mason felt that it was quite appropriate for the three of them to stay in the Iceberg Bar to manage the logistics.
Today, Dr. Harley and her best friend Poison Ivy, who accompanied these "friends from the 18th century" for a day, are also dancing and singing while holding a microphone.
Everyone is happy.
Mason, who is not here, is also very relaxed.
While the others were having fun, Mason was closing the door to the world in the office not far away. He had just sent out the K team work report he had written.
The stars will be a super-large organization spanning countless parallel worlds, with an independent and mysterious postal system inside, which can deliver messages and even items across the world.
But this "organizational benefit" can only be used by the team leader.
After sending out the letter, Mason didn’t go to have fun, but assembled his “new toy” on the spot in the kite man’s office, and took out a large one-person-high box from the suitcase.
Inside a mechanical stand is the "Anti-Superman Armor" that Mason brought back from the Batcave.
This thing is dilapidated. Obviously, the master has not repaired it at all since the last "enthusiastic communication" with Da Chao. Its posture is so miserable that it can be directly sent to the museum.
Most of its functions have also been damaged, only maintaining its general integrity, and even the eyes of the thick black mechanical helmet have been torn open with a clear fist mark.
From this scar, we can see how hot the "first meeting" between Batman and Superman was before.
Mason checked the damage of this set of armor as a whole with the rigorous attitude that an engineer should have. After the preliminary inspection, the specific information label of this thing also popped up:
Bat Armor·Anti-Superman series prototype body
Quality: Epic Engineering/Forged Items · Perfect Craftsmanship
Traits: Severely Broken · Super Defense · Super Brute Force · Thruster Flight · Ultra Precision Combat Assistance · Bat Fire Control System · Lethal Weapon Slot【Empty】
Producer: Bruce Wayne
Item description: Superman actually hurt when he was hit by this thing, but he just gritted his teeth and didn't say anything.
Reminder: The power system and the internal suspension system of the battleframe are relatively complete, and the combat assistance and electronic fire control are not damaged. After replacing the external armor and reloading the weapon, the combat state can be restored.
Manipulating the Warframe requires Engineering Lv3, and further upgrading the Warframe requires Engineering Lv5.
When he saw this prompt, Mason raised his eyebrows. With his current engineering knowledge, he could already use this set of armor, but he had to repair it first.
Just by looking at its damage, you can tell that this is a big project.
Mason thought for a while, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and amidst the lights of thousands of homes in Gotham City, he took out the retro flip phone presented by Ah Fu, dialed one of the numbers and placed it next to his ear.
After more than ten seconds, the call was connected, and a deep voice sounded from the other side:
"Which one?"
"Mr. Lucius, this is Mason."
Mason didn't waste time, and said straight to the point:
"I want to negotiate a deal with you, it doesn't involve business issues, it's just a communication between two engineers. I need a batch of fire control chips for some kind of smart individual weapon, and your laboratory has enough capacity to develop it out it.
Actually just need to downgrade the fire control chip you use on the Batmobile. "
"Well, that's a very excessive request, Mason."
Mr. Lucius Fox, who is on the other side of the phone, is currently testing the effectiveness of industrial printers in the newly built secret base.
He put the sophisticated earphones in his ears and turned on the recording function. While skillfully operating the complex equipment, he said:
"You're asking me to sell you state-of-the-art technology from Wayne Industries' military division, which isn't even in production. But considering your personal relationship with the actual owner of this company, it's not out of the question.
I haven't found any individual weapon design in the same industry that needs to use such a complex fire control chip. I am very interested in this.
So I wish we could meet.
I mean, I need to see the blueprint in your hand. "
"no problem."
Mason nodded and said:
"But I have a small request. You cannot disclose this design to others. Of course, you can use it as an experimental weapon on the weapon system of the Batsuit.
In fact, apart from this small fire control chip, I have some other needs in these high-tech fields. It would be great if we can reach a long-term cooperation between the two engineers.
How about this.
I will go to your home in two hours and bring the drawings and real objects of the smart pistol I developed, and please bring the things I need. "
After reaching an agreement with that side, Mason returned to his desk, took out some special steel from his luggage, and began to shape it with magic fire.
The precise shaping of the flame manipulation after reaching Lv2 saved him the trouble of using molds, and made those weak magic ores from different worlds into some gun parts like flowing water.
Soon three quasar combat guns lacking fire control chips were assembled by Mason.
He glanced at the engineering proficiency prompt three times, and after finding out that he hadn't upgraded yet, he patiently continued to make this advanced pistol and the matching magical engineering pistol bullets.
Occasionally rub a few upgraded flying bombs with your hands to adjust.
After getting the blueprint of the Bat Drone from the Batcave, the destructive power and movement mode of Mason's explosive gadget have also been effectively improved.
Finally, the moment the ninth quasar pistol was assembled, a reminder finally lit up in front of Mason's eyes:
Successfully complete a production of excellent quality and outstanding engineering engineering creation, and the engineering proficiency is increased by X40, which is currently Lv4.
Unlock the drawings of the higher-level branch of Engineering Bomb.
Engineering auxiliary item drawings are unlocked.
Character trait [Skillful Engineer] is upgraded to [Gunner Engineer: When making weapon engineering creations, the production speed and finished product quality are improved]
A whole stack of drawings jumped out of the translucent light curtain in front of Mason's eyes, especially those engineering aids, which dazzled Mason.
Among them, there are some rather unscientific "black technologies".
Like these two that Mason is looking at
"'World zoomer and zoomer' and 'Gravity Well'?"
The young man rubbed his chin and looked at the two very unscientific things in front of him in every sense. He was very interested, but he calmed down after glancing at the lowest manufacturing level that required engineering Lv5.
Turned his attention to the anti-Superman battle armor waiting to be transformed and repaired.
The improvement of the engineering level made a very bold idea pop up in his mind. Batman has proved by facts that this set of anti-Superman armor cannot deal with Superman, so it is a failed design.
Maybe I should redesign and make it according to my own needs?
After all, it is the first mechanical armor that a 17-year-old can get at this stage of life. It is understandable to want to make it more usable and cool, right?
The more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became, so he began to plan to make a set of drawings first.
A few minutes later, Mason put away the nine quasar pistols in front of him and a large pile of explosives and bullets made by himself, and prepared to go to complete the meeting with Mr. Lucius.
My own engineering is comprehensive but not without flaws.
He has noticed that his knowledge is insufficient in the field of high-tech. In fact, just looking at the "world amplifier" he just unlocked, he knows that these magical knowledge do not conform to the physical laws of this world at all.
It is essentially a kind of "magic technology".
It seems that in terms of chips and electronic systems, I really need to find some foreign aid "suppliers".
While Mason was planning to upgrade his weapons and equipment, in the distant Fort of Stars, Mr. Hunter had just returned to the quaint and quiet office with his saber, and saw the letters on the table at a glance.
This made the great mentor raise his eyebrows.
There is no need to pretend to be a man in the field of peace of mind, so Mr. Hunter took off his cloak and mask.
While shaking her long silver hair, she picked up a handkerchief and wiped the blood stains on her blood-red saber. Judging from the blood dripping from the blade, she should have just finished a dangerous hunt.
"Mason Cooper?"
Ms. Hunter picked up the letter on the table and looked at the signature, then narrowed her eyes. She was a little unsure why this guy wrote the letter, but when she opened it, she found that it was actually a work report.
It carefully describes all the actions of the K team in the past month in three parts with realistic writing.
Including resource plundering in the Caribbean world and long-term persistence calculations and plans, and at the same time fulfilling the duty of monitoring the base world to truthfully describe the crisis in Gotham City and the entire world.
The last part records in detail the contact between the K team and the Hydra team.
On the surface, there is no problem.
It is a summary of the work of a low-level employee to the superior. The writing format is very standard, and the words and sentences are also unpretentious. The most rare thing is that the content is detailed and not watery at all.
But what kind of character is Ms. Hunter?
Being able to achieve the position of the three major mentors of the Stars Club all the way proves that she is not only powerful in force, but also absolutely not bad in mind, so after reading it for the first time, she felt that there was something in Mason's report.
After making herself a cup of coffee and taking off her combat boots and relaxing in the chair, she read the report carefully again.
Especially the second and third parts.
Soon, Ms. Hunter got a taste.
"On the surface, it seems that Sandstorm, the captain of the Hydra Squad, leaked information due to misjudgment of information during the cooperation with the local aborigines, which directly led to the annihilation of the four advanced pioneering teams.
But in fact, Mason pointed out in the report that the K team played a key role in it. "
Ms. Hunter took a sip of the hot bitter coffee, rubbing her cheeks and thinking:
"If you make a bolder guess, you can draw an astonishing conclusion. It is not Sandstorm's native partner who leaked the information, but Mason himself.
This little guy sold the four advanced pioneering teams of the Constellation Society to the Justice League of his world in a cruel and cold-blooded way, in exchange for him being able to enter the circle of the most advanced power in that world.
Especially in the last part where he describes how he helps Sandstorm escape.
It seems that he has cleared the suspicion, but he actually told me that he left a 'tail' for this matter, so, is this actually asking me for instructions on what to do next?
No!
Not just that. "
Ms. Hunter put down the work report in her hand.
She reached out and played with the ends of her hair. After a few seconds of thinking, she whispered:
"He is testing me? He wants to confirm my identity through my reply. It seems that he already knows that old K is not absolutely loyal to the Stars Club.
Another point. "
She picked up Mason's work report again, carefully read the details of Team K's operations in the Caribbean world again, and as expected found important information that was written in just a few words:
"Squad K met friends in the Caribbean world?"
Ms. Hunter looked at the line, and she probably understood what Mason wanted to express.
They met old K's former "friend" in the exclusive development world of old K, and old K had reported this to himself before the last mission.
That is to say, Mason already knew about the existence of the "Quint Society", and this guy was using this incident to test whether he was a member of the small organization hidden in the Society of Stars.
"Cunning little guy!"
Ms. Hunter snorted.
Annoyed, she crumpled up the work report with the abacus beads falling on her face and threw it into the trash can next to her. She didn't really like dealing with these **** who winked with eight hundred eyes.
But now she has to give Mason a reply.
It's a pity that the rookie didn't know that the intensity of being "monitored" as a great mentor was far from being as simple as a C-level person like him.
I am far less free than he is.
Need to find a way to stabilize him first.
Ms. Hunter finally made a decision after deliberation. She opened the drawer and took out a piece of letter paper to write something on.
After doing all this, she didn't rest idle. Since Mason had already told her the truth, there should indeed be a safe solution to this matter.
Reminiscent of the upcoming internal trade fair, Ms. Hunter quickly made a decision.
She closed her eyes and called her two companions in the soul link, her tone turned cold and said:
"Swordsman! It's been several days, and your subordinates have caused such a big mess and you haven't seen you give us an explanation? Is this an attempt to pretend that the loss of the twenty-seven B-level personnel didn't happen?"
"Shut up! I'm looking!"
A slightly irritable female voice sounded and said:
"You don't need to intervene."
"You? Investigation? Stop being funny."
Mr. Hunter sarcastically said:
"Your brain is completely different from the word 'investigation'. I think this matter should be handed over to the more shrewd Lord 'Warlock'."
"Do not have time!"
Another gloomy male voice responded:
"You should know that an important moment is coming, and I don't have time to ask about such trivial matters."
"Is it a trivial matter to reimburse nearly one-fifteenth of the high-level personnel at one time? Although they are all cannon fodder in the hands of Your Excellency Destiny, they shouldn't be wasted like this!"
Mr. Hunter scoffed at this, she took a sip of coffee and said:
"Let's meet, two. I found some clues. There is a hidden story behind this incident. It may involve traitors. That's right.
There are traitors in our organization!
Again.
This kind of **** seems to never stop. "
On the other side, when Mason returned to the Iceberg Bar contentedly with a box of miniature fire control chips, the first thing he saw was the reply letter placed on the desk.
Signature is Mr. Hunter.
His heart suddenly rose, he didn't expect that guy to reply so quickly!
Mason picked up the envelope and opened it, looking forward to it.
He really wanted to know how the mysterious Mr. Hunter should reply to himself? Is she his friend? Or was the letter informing the execution team of the impending verdict?
With this in mind, Mason looked at the paper.
There was no reply, no confirmation, no threats or reprimands.
There is only one word on the huge letter paper:
"Read"
From the light strokes of this word, Mason can even think of the malicious smile on the corner of Mr. Hunter's mouth when he wrote this word.
She understood and answered Mason's temptation, but she didn't answer at all.
"grass!"
Full of anticipation and feeling that he was being tricked, Mason tore up the letter paper and threw it into the sky with some annoyance.
Codes!
Meet your opponent.
This is a high-end game!
(end of this chapter)