Chapter 169 52. Old Green Goblin's "property declaration" and personal gifts
The post-war inspection of the anti-Superman armor was completed soon.
The good news is that Crossbones' final counterattack only destroyed the outer armor, and Mason can repair it by refining a few pieces of alloy. The bad news is that the tritium energy engine Dr. Otto installed on this thing has been confirmed to be unusable.
This thing is not only in disrepair for a long time, but also leads to electric leakage.
Moreover, due to design defects, its energy output was unstable, and several power control modules were continuously burned out when the overload mode was activated at the end.
That is to say, Crossbones is not a villain of the science and technology department. Even wearing the armor of War Machine, it is difficult to display its full strength Certainly.
But Mason was not disappointed when he looked at the energy engine that was still emitting a strange smell and smoke after being taken out.
He recovered the anti-superman armor into the armor storage tank, threw it back into the suitcase factory, and then looked at the fist-sized ring-shaped precision device in his hand.
It's like some kind of craft made of opaque crystal.
He saw this thing once before at the wandering merchant stall of Edward Brothers, but at that time he was too shy to buy it. He didn't expect to hit a random boss tonight and it "exploded" for him:
Stark Industries Miniature Ark Reactor Standard Edition
Quality: Epic engineering high-precision creation·Perfect craftsmanship
Status: Atomic battery missing, radioactive palladium remaining
Creator: Cleaner Legion Commander Rationing Third Laboratory
Item Description: Put something full of radiation next to your body? No, this is not a good idea.
Hint: Engineering Lv6 can analyze this blueprint.
"It is at least one generation behind the reactor version in the hands of the Elric brothers, and it does not contain the unknown elements invented by Tony Stark, so it still needs the traditional palladium element battery as an ignition material.
But the good news is, as long as there is enough palladium, this thing will always work.
Based on my current understanding of engineering, if I were given the most advanced reactor, I would not be able to crack the technology at all. It would be more convenient than the next generation of products. "
Mason stroked the Ark reactor in his hand, and glanced at his current Lv5 engineering skills, feeling in his heart that he was only one step away from mass-producing Tony Stark's outdated reactor.
Just the fact that the reactor was paid made Mason feel that the battle was not in vain.
Satisfied, he put the thing into an engineer's box, threw it in his bag, and waved his hand to stop the Batmobile speeding past.
It's like waving gracefully to hail a taxi.
The cockpit popped open, but the driver was not Catwoman but the great pirate Captain Jack. The latter, who was wearing toad glasses, hooked his fingers smartly, signaling Mason to get in the car.
The guy who made an outstanding contribution tonight will be so proud that he is almost a hero written on his face.
"They might put up a monument or something for me."
Jack turned the steering wheel and said to Mason on the co-pilot:
“Maybe there will be a statue erected by the sea, with the life story of the great Captain Jack Spyro written on it, I suddenly feel that maybe it is a good choice for me to move to Osborne Tower.
Gotham City is too noisy, and there are dangerous Batman flying around at night, it is really not safe, and it is not suitable for a hero like me.
What do you think? "
"I think you might be thinking too much."
Mason glanced at Captain Jack and said:
"Okay, I admit that you did a good job tonight, keep up the good work, Jack, one day your name will spread across the stars. Now take me to Osborne Tower, let's take a rest and leave before dawn."
"Huh? So fast?"
Jack complained with some dissatisfaction:
"Aren't you staying for a celebration dinner or something? I'm planning to invite Ms. Mary Jane to dinner."
"I want to give old Peter a green hat, and there will be opportunities in the future."
Mason shook his head and said:
"But we can't waste time now. What happened here must be reported immediately. We can't deal with such a big matter. We have to find our thighs to help wipe our ass."
The Batmobile galloped through the city where the flames of war still remained, and the sound of gunshots streaked across the night sky. Although Areas C and B, as well as the interior of the Osborn Tower, had been cleared, at least one-third of the city area was still being cleared. hands.
However, now that Sanctuary Warriors, Osborne Guards, and Underground People have merged and the Great Demon Etrugen is massacring, there is no suspense about the outcome of this battle.
After all, the main base of the Cleaners was completely blown up by a tactical nuclear bomb, and no matter how cruel the remaining people are, they are just desperate to fight.
The battle is not completely over yet, but Team K no longer intends to continue participating in it.
Mason now only hoped that Mr. Hunter would not be angry and hack himself to death when he received the news. With this in mind, he walked into the elevator and went all the way up.
Before he leaves, he still has some things to clarify with the current controller of this world, the Old Green Goblin.
As a result, when the elevator door opened, it happened to see two corpses carried out of the Green Goblin's secret office by several Osborn guards.
Mason stopped the process, put on medical gloves, got their enhanced medicine preparations and some belongings from the corpses of the two commanders, and planned to go back and study them.
And Norman Osborn, who was sitting in the boss's chair in the office, witnessed all this.
After Mason finished the "autopsy", the old green goblin took the initiative to say:
"I apologize for my mistake just now."
"Put away your hypocritical face."
Mason took off the blood-stained gloves, and threw it on the Green Goblin's desk weakly, and interrupted the insincere apology with a blunt wave of his hand. He said in a cold voice:
"I knew you **** was playing tricks when I heard The Copycat, White Ghost, and Crossbones run away from you.
Normal Norman has wisdom, and evil Norman has strength. Now you two are working together on your territory, and you can’t even kill a few second- and third-tier villains!
This is an insult to my IQ!
I'm really not at all curious why you did this, but your actions put K-Squad at unnecessary risk and two of my team members were injured.
I say direct.
Show some sincerity, Norman, or this will never end! "
"唰"
Something was taken out of the drawer, and it was bounced towards Mason and was picked up by the young man. He looked at the thing in his hand and found that it was a well-made authorization card.
When he held this thing, the information label popped out:
SHIELD Level 10 Agent Authorization Card
Effect of the item: grant access to the subordinate facilities of S.H.I.E.L.D., and obtain [temporary captain] permission when in the control room of the S.H.I.E.L.D.
Notice!
This item is valid in all worlds where the "SHIELD" faction exists.
Item description: The atmosphere has been heightened here, do you think it’s plausible if you don’t say “Mazefak”?
This thing made Mason raise his eyebrows, and then he heard the Green Goblin get up and say to him:
"The space carrier outside the dock where the Cleaners were stationed was roughly repaired a year ago, and I told those outsiders who entered this world that it was the property of the Cleaners Legion.
But it's not.
I just parked it there in case someone else wanted it. "
Old Norman Osborn no longer had a hypocritical smile on his face, and he said frankly and directly:
"Now, the space carrier that can take off at any time as long as it installs a power system belongs to you, and the power system it needs is hidden in the underground warehouse of Osborne Tower.
Can this apologetic reward appease Team K's anger? "
"The shot is generous, barely enough."
Mason put away the authorization card expressionlessly, flicked his fingers again, and said:
"But I heard from Mary Jane that the ship's weapons systems were all stripped out, what use would I want a shell ship? You're king in this wasteland, Norman, you might be able to help us with one busy?"
“Of course I would like to help, but transformation takes time.”
Green Goblin did not refuse.
The thin and gloomy middle-aged man walked to the window of the office with his hands behind his back, looking at the city that was still emitting gunpowder smoke.
He said:
"Perhaps it will be available to you the next time you come over. But I have something to confess to you, Mason, as a collaborator.
I must tell you very frankly, in fact, my control over those pioneer teams that have gone out of this world is almost bottoming out.
Hydra Squad is the only force I can command.
But they were destroyed by you.
However, there is still a possibility to save this situation. Someone as smart as you must understand my plan. "
"I will truthfully report your situation to Mister Hunter. It is up to him whether to help you."
Mason didn't answer the question at all.
He can understand the Green Goblin's plan, but he has not participated in the idea of these power games at all. The current level of the K team is still lower, and Mason has no cards in his hand to check and balance others.
So the best way is to let the Green Goblin and Gwent negotiate with both sides, and just be a middleman.
He has always been reasonable in this regard.
"I'm curious, how many people did you let out?"
Mason looked at Old Norman and asked:
"You have to tell me their team number, maybe we can say hello and get in touch with each other if we meet in the future."
"There are still three teams, all of which are B-level teams."
The Green Goblin turned around and raised three fingers at Mason, saying:
"The three members of the Defenders, Iron Fist, Jessica, Luke Cage, and several street heroes active in New York City form the 'Defenders'.
I heard you cured Matt Murdoch who was paralyzed.
Fine, I need to speak to the blind man so maybe the Defenders can get back under our control.
There's also the 'Punishment' squad of Frank Castle, Gwen Stacy, and several Vault heroes. These people are hostile to me and difficult to deal with, but Peter Parker's return may allow them to reconnect with their hometown. "
Norman shook his head, left the last finger and said to Mason:
"The last one is also the most troublesome, the Black Widow is the captain, the Winter Soldier and Phil Coulson, as well as a group of elite SHIELD agents and the superheroes who work for them. The "Holy Shield" team.
They are developing well in the Stars Club. As I said before, they are already applying for the promotion process of the A-level twelve-member council.
But they don't trust me at all.
The only connection I have with this group of agents and spies is to use each other, but I believe that once I have the permission of Mr. Hunter, the relationship between me and them will be the easiest to repair.
But the Blazers are not my 'ace'. "
The old green goblin showed a mysterious smile, pointed to the top of his head, and said to Mason cryptically:
"Actually, there are people from us in several brother organizations of the Stars Club. Remember what I told you before? Tony Stark left here with a group of people.
They are the best researchers.
After entering that organization, we naturally received courtesy, which caused our power to be scattered but spread across various fields.
As long as you get the support of Mr. Hunter and the high-level forces behind him, these scattered sparks will immediately gather into a surging undercurrent!
This is also the reason why I dare to contact the people behind you.
They may have as much power as we have, but the people and networks we lurk among them are an untold wealth! "
"That's right, just listening to the strength on paper, I feel that your rebel army is strong."
Mason rubbed his chin and looked at the Green Goblin. After a few seconds of silence, he said:
"But there is one more important question that you didn't tell me. What are you planning to do? What do you want to do? Is it revenge? Is it to find out the truth?
Or simply want to live? "
"Why do I have to pick one? Why can't I have them all?"
Old Norman showed a sinister expression, looked back at Harry Osborn sleeping in the biological cabin in the corner of the office, and said:
"My feelings for this world are far less than Peter Parker's, and I don't think the protection that the stars will preach is so great. The more you understand this organization, the more you will understand that they are just luckier than us. Knowing that the impact is approaching, we made preparations in advance.
They played gods in front of me and brought back my son who died in war and asked me to work for them.
I did.
I didn't feel fulfilled or even humiliated.
I just deeply realized that the rise of Stellaris is just an accident, and the best part is that it can be replicated, I mean, give me a chance and I will not do worse.
And if you insist on a specific answer, I will tell you that my most original idea is probably that I don’t want to just follow this world and perish among the dying stars.
I, Norman Osborn, the Green Goblin, I don't want to die silently and humble like stardust under the apocalypse. "
"Which you?"
Mason asked a question.
The old Green Goblin lowered his head with a wicked smile and said:
“Both me, one I wanted to fight them, the other I wanted to mess with them, so we settled down and joined forces.
Well, you don't know how difficult it is for the two of us to reach a tacit understanding.
Fortunately
We did. "
His weird smile made Mason chill for a moment, but it seemed like an illusion, and in the next second, he returned to the old Norman's look of holding a wisdom pearl.
He said to Mason:
"Otto and I will return the gravitonium stored here back to the ground, but there will be some left above the safety line. Otto means that I will give you some as a gift.
This kind of scarce resource is not available in every world. If you miss this time, you don’t know how long you will have to wait.
I heard you're a good engineer?
Very well, then use these rare resources properly. I can’t give you the Patriot armor I am wearing, but I will also give you the blueprint of the previous ‘Green Goblin’ suit.
Not a great item, but good for a minion army.
Ten standard units of purified liquid gravitonium are already being prepared, so take this as my personal gift, Mason, I hope you can speak well for me in front of Mister Hunter. "
"Thanks."
Mason nodded, and said to the Green Goblin in front of him:
"I will help you with a good word, provided that my boss is willing to listen."
(end of this chapter)