Chapter 380 79. The King of the Universe, the Old Green Goblin, and his sycophant, Mason Cooper
Deadpool's ability is very simple, that is, pure immortality. In addition, his X gene did not bring him too amazing enhancements, so that his various abilities were maintained at the level of ordinary superhumans.
It is no exaggeration to say that if the interference of immortality is removed, Deadpool is definitely not the master's opponent in a frontal battle.
But it is precisely because of the exaggerated blessing of immortality that is stronger than the old wolf, so that Uncle Wade developed a series of hellish "small tricks to defeat the enemy".
For example, his most common tactic is to load himself with bombs and rush over to hug the enemy for a wave of onboard charge.
The enemy will be blown to nothing, and the dead waiter will stand up in the blood of the blown up like a normal person, continue to smash his mouth, hang full of bombs and find the next victim.
Because of this, Wade's fighting skills were once evaluated as "incredible" by S.H.I.E.L.D.
But the guy is best known not for his ability to fight, but for his neuroticism and clear head, which sounds like a sick sentence, but it's not.
The dilapidated Wakanda spaceship wobbled out of the space-time rift, and then safely stopped on the tarmac in Area A of Osborne Tower under the control of Mason's old driver AI Delaman installed on the console.
Rear deck opens.
The 374 mutants who were terrified in the Gnaku saw the sun again, and under the guidance of the swordsman yawning, they walked out of the cabin and entered this new world.
From the mental state of these mutants, it can be seen that most of them did not do well in Utopia, and they are Luthor in that hierarchical authoritarian society.
In other words, in a stable environment, if you really get along well, you won’t hook up with the psychopath of Deadpool and take the risk of smuggling out, right?
Mason didn't care about adding another group of outsiders to the already complicated Osborne Tower. He didn't even ask these people why they escaped from Utopia.
It's just a favor.
Coming to Osborne Tower is not a blessing anyway, and their final ending is to become a code name in the statistics of the old green goblin. There is never a shortage of jobs in this wasteland world that is full of waste.
As for whether these people can live happily in this new world, that is not a question for Mason to consider.
"Hey, don't play dead."
Mason, who was holding a drawing pen in the cabin of the spacecraft and was outlining the modification plan of the Wakanda spacecraft, turned the pen, and said to Deadpool who was in the headshot posture in the driver's seat beside him without raising his head:
"You were resurrected five minutes ago, can you control the speed of resurrection?"
"Ha, you found out."
Master Wade snorted, wiped the blood from his forehead, maintained that rotten relaxed posture, winked at Mason and said:
"It can be controlled, just like I can control the time of making love with my wife to less than two minutes each time, this is my super talent!"
"Ha, I see."
Mason pushed the glasses frame, and commented very viciously:
"So, your superpower is speed. No wonder your wife drives you to sleep on the sofa."
"It's too much."
Deadpool shouted:
"If it wasn't for the fact that I just owed you a small favor, I should have called the Deadpool Legion to hang you up and beat you up just for your words! Then let the dog waiter bite off your little brother and stuff him into your mouth."
"I'm not going to comment on why you brought these Luthors out, and I'm not going to ask about your **** grievances with the X royal family."
Mason glanced at him, put away the completed drawings, and said:
"I just have one question for you, Wade, can you still break that 'wall'?"
"Yo, you know a lot."
Hearing this question, Deadpool immediately became interested.
He sat up suddenly, and complained to Mason as if sharing a secret:
"Can you feel that wall too? Ah, I've been so alone all these years, they all say I'm crazy, but I'm just too sane because I'm so close to the truth.
The reason I hate the X royals is because I read their comics
I don't like that style!
Uh, aren't you curious about what I said? "
"No, I'm curious, but I care more about the answer to this question."
Mason asked:
"Can you still communicate with 'them'?"
"No more."
Deadpool assumed the pose of a thinker with a sense of loss.
But his personality is really not suitable for such a profound character, so he quickly put his feet on the console stained with his blood, took out a cigarette and held it in the corner of his mouth, and Mason gave him a extinguisher and lighter to light it for him at the right time. Touched one.
While puffing and misting in this closed cabin, I heard Deadpool say with a melancholy face:
“Since the night of the nuclear war seventeen years ago, they disappeared, and 'the wall' disappeared. I don't know what happened, but I seem to be locked up.
I want to cheat like before, but my cheat scheme got banned.
I'm sad like I lost a means and outlet to vent, but I guess they still love me, like they call me 'little bitch' affectionately.
I like the naughty nickname.
I believe they're still there, just cut off from talking for some reason, I guess, after we're done with this **** I'll be able to get my real friends back.
But I doubt you will understand all this. "
Wade snorted, waved his hands very badly and said:
"My uncle is much more advanced than you virtual characters living in fish tanks, Mason, you are like a dog chasing a car in my eyes
Uh, no disdain for sarcasm, I'm just telling the truth. "
"I really don't understand it well, it's like the ravings of a madman. I just know that you can break the fourth wall, but all descriptions about this are very cryptic."
Mason pretended to be a passerby, and he sighed and said:
"It seems that finding help from this path may also be blocked, but I still say that what I am doing now needs help, many, many helpers.
I want to get the friendship of Deadpool Legion, what should I do? "
"Find us a big **** chick?"
Wade laughed very unscrupulously:
"It's very easy to please us, as long as you can break through your moral bottom line, everyone can become a good brother to have fun together, for example, take the lovely Harley to a very hot party next Wednesday night or something like that. Well, don't draw the gun, I was just making a nasty joke.
I should go. "
He raised his left hand and opened the cuff of his battle suit, revealing his perverted colorful children's watch, and said to Mason:
"My beautiful succubus wife made soup at home, I had to go back to dinner and check to see if she cuckolded me, she insisted she didn't, but I'm sure the last time I had **** with her was in the closet Someone must be hiding!
It may also be two people.
Although that feeling is better than ever.
Anyway, call if you need help. "
Wade leaned there, stretched out his hand to activate his **** transmission belt, he slapped his big crotch to Mason meanly, and said:
"Next time I have a chance to open YP together, I will contact you, but you need to bring your own female companion, I really think Harley is very good, she is so obedient, as long as you ask her, she will definitely be willing, bye~"
"嗖"
The figure of this **** disappeared into the cabin of the spaceship, and under the gaze of Mason's twitching eyes, he left a leg bouncing around in place, and then a hand stretched out to grab his leg and disappeared again with a whoosh.
This made the spaceship cabin completely quiet.
"Mason, your compatriot is a bit unique."
The hat made a face on Mason's head, and he said in an old way:
"He's not the kind of ordinary madman. I can feel that this guy is hopeless, but he does have a special charm that makes people not hate his various dirty jokes and pranks."
"Everybody hates Deadpool, everybody loves Deadpool."
Mason snorted, pushed open the hatch and jumped out, moved his shoulders and said:
"After all, who doesn't like a fifty-dollar buddy who can be summoned by a big-ass chick or a set of real underwear and can take bullets for you infinitely without complaining?
After speaking, the captain snapped his fingers casually, and twelve silver-gray figures flew over and landed behind him in unison. The twelve hunting sentries supported by Utopia were waiting for orders.
Only need an order from Mason, and these absolutely obedient and emotionless guys can start killing in Osborne Tower.
"Go to the engineering lab and complete self-disassembly."
Mason gave orders to his "knight retinues":
"I need to complete the update of the weapon module and power mode for you before the next operation. I don't know what high-end configuration the Alpha-level sentinel is, but your current level obviously cannot face the enemy level I need to deal with."
The Sentinels immediately took off and marched towards Mason's laboratory.
They will not rebel against their masters. The X royal family has locked their loyalty with a very strange technology. Mason seriously suspects that it has something to do with the supreme professor's psychic power that has reached the rule level.
"What are you going to do next?"
The hat asked a question.
Mason looked at the time on his watch and said:
"Talk to the old green goblin, and then go to rescue Kang Zha, and check out the allies that guy picked for Team K to cooperate with, if possible
Then kill the unsightly Skrulls.
We must hurry up.
Once all the Skrull spies in Utopia are cleaned up, those guys will definitely find out the clues and upgrade their camouflage tactics. As Consus said, the Isu biological decoy bombs will not be effective forever. "
A few minutes later, Mason showed up in the old Green Goblin's office.
He didn't waste any time in exchanging pleasantries, so he handed the purple-gold chip to the old Norman who was dealing with various construction plans of the Osborne Tower.
The latter glanced at the handed-over chip in surprise with reading glasses, and then picked up an advanced reader to check the information in it.
He thought it was some kind of information, and seemed a little careless, but after reading the first few pages of the vast amount of information, the old green goblin stood up with a bang.
He looked at Mason in surprise, and said:
"Don't tell me you plan to build this kind of suicide device under the wasteland that can instantly reverse the earth's magnetic pole?"
"We have to make two sets!"
Mason said to the Green Goblin:
"In the absence of mutants like Magneto manipulating the magnetic field, two sets of magnetic field enhancement and fusion equipment must be placed in the two earths that are about to collide, in order to complete the magnetic pole fusion and protect the two worlds from merging in the world Fall apart in the process.
The parameters of this set of equipment have passed the shock test, and the method of using a strong magnetic field to restrain the stability of the world's continental shelf has been verified to be feasible.
We don't even need to modify the spec.
The only problem is when the next shock occurs, how can we persuade the old buddies on the opposite side to calmly accept our assistance.
But this is what Team K needs to think about, Norman, make it!
Utopia will secretly provide the resources needed, and this experiment must continue. "
"But they failed! Mason!"
The Green Goblin slapped the table and scolded:
"What's the point of repeating a failed experiment? You're asking me to use my world as cannon fodder for you mutants!"
Facing the old Green Goblin's yelling and scolding, Mason remained silent. He just pointed to the watch on his wrist and said:
"In thirty minutes, I'll be back in Gotham."
He said seriously:
"I will repeat what I said to you to my friends over there, and I will repeat the requirements I gave you to them in full. I want to conduct two experiments at the same time!
I'm not betting on your world!
And Minecraft.
I want to bet my everything when the fourth impact occurs, either the experiment succeeds and everyone revels in the new world, or the experiment fails and everyone dies in the afterglow of the old world!
I said, I will not treat anyone as a price to be sacrificed and hide behind myself to survive.
If you have to pay a price in exchange for a dignified existence, I will definitely be the first to apply. "
This answer made Norman Osborn stunned. The middle-aged man felt Mason's determination, but he quickly became irritable. He looked at the chip in his hand and said:
"I don't doubt your determination, but the problem is, according to their conclusion, what we have to resist is the collision pressure of two planes. If you don't solve this problem, this experiment is doomed to fail!
There is also possible interference from the cosmic forces of the original plane once it is turned on
I believe that those guys who call themselves the "overlords of the universe" will not be willing to hand over their fate to us ants. They will attack us before the impact is brewing, and press us to death on the test bench. "
"I said, this is something that Team K needs to worry about!
You only need to create two world stabilization devices before the impact, and even the process of world fusion will be completed by mutants who specialize in earth manipulation.
My countrymen will be on the front line. "
Mason said with emphasis:
"As for the plan you want to get, I will find a way.
We have other reference models, Speed Force Matrix, Global Aurora Device, different self-rescue plans and wisdom from different civilizations, I firmly believe that we can absorb the knowledge we need. "
"What if you can't?"
The old green goblin squeezed the chip in his hand, and asked:
"What if you still can't give us an accurate plan when the fourth shock comes?"
"That"
Mason moved his fingers and said:
"At least we can die with dignity. Don't worry, Norman, at least we won't be alone in hell, not to mention you don't have no way out.
Old A will be very willing to accept your wholehearted allegiance.
In other words, even if I have to die, I will die before you. I am not afraid of an eighteen-year-old young man, what are you afraid of, an old man in his sixties? "
"But don't you and old A also have a 'gentleman's agreement'?"
Green Goblin played with the chip in his hand, and said in a gloomy tone:
"You never intended to comply or throw in the towel, did you?"
"He wants me to be his hound."
Mason tilted his head, shrugged and said:
"That old black has a good idea! I probably have some kind of bone disease. I can't bend my legs all the time, which annoys me, but let me admit defeat?
Bah, I'd rather die. "
"Ha, this is the final showdown."
The old green goblin also laughed at this moment.
He reached out and unbuttoned the collar, and said to Mason:
"Last time we talked about the topic of union in a cloud, but this time we made it clear that if you win the bet, then I will be the boss of the new world!
I will make the rules, I will manage the world, and I will choose the targets to conquer. "
"At that time, I will smile and hand you the crown beside your throne, my lord."
Mason grinned and reached out to the Green Goblin:
"So, a deal?"
Norman's hand and Mason's hand together.
He looked over Mason's shoulder at the French windows in front of him and the deserted world in the distance. A smile finally appeared on the gaunt old face of this gloomy old man.
He said:
"Exchanging a piece of collapsed wasteland for a possible cosmic crown, this is too cost-effective. Isn't it just for this moment that I have prepared so many cards?"
"make a deal!"
(end of this chapter)