MTL - The Track of Dawn In the World of Marvel-Chapter 619 85. I am waiting for my teammates, what are you waiting for? love?

  Chapter 619 85. I'm waiting for my teammates, what are you waiting for? love?

   The conversation or negotiation breaks down.

  Because the other party made a request that Mason could never agree to, this **** who came from the source of darkness or was shaped by some hellish cosmic will wanted to take Mason's life.

   It is impossible for any normal person to accept such an unreasonable request.

  As we all know, after the negotiation breaks down, it's time to attack.

   So Mason drew his pistol and went forward to empty the magazine. This Void Mason is still reasonable, but he didn't deliberately lower Mason's strength, but kept the main body in full condition.

  The guy who was born with Mason's wisdom probably also guessed that this negotiation would end in a breakdown, and he was also ready to use violence to persuade the other party.

   Facing the flying bullets, Nothingness sneered, did not dodge at all but allowed it to penetrate his body, stretched out his hand and lightly pinched the last bullet amidst the splashing water.

  At this moment, the gloomy body that was originally transformed into a water body has turned into translucent organic ice in the splash of cold air, just like the form after being energized by Heiqi in the fight between the lord world and Madeleine.

  Omega-level ability control!

   There is also his light movements of dodging bullets and catching bullets, which undoubtedly come from the strengthening of the nervous system by the Isu blood and the precise control of time by the Isu sense organs.

   "You guessed it, right?"

Mason tossed the completely undeformed bullet up and down in his hand, and created a rise of magic fire in his icy fingers, smelting this small piece of metal into a miniature bust of Mason with unusually precise flame manipulation, and then threw it to the chief captain.

He said:

   "I have all your abilities, and within your cognition range, I have raised their manipulation to the limit. I am an enhanced version of you. I know your thoughts, understand your tactics and inherit your thinking.

  You can understand me as your future self

  Give up, you have no chance of winning. "

   "If I were like you in the future, I'd just kill myself on the spot. It's just a mere fake. How dare you speak nonsense in front of me?"

  Mason scolded unceremoniously:

   "Are you proud that you copied all my abilities? If you really understand my thinking, you should know that this is not something to be happy about.

   Having all my abilities means you also have all my weaknesses."

  The red circle in the left hand flickered, and the magazine filled with the leech disruptor bullets was pressed into the gun chamber, and its casing showed a sacred silvery white.

  That is not solid metal, but a special ceramic structure made by the inscriber imitating the paving bricks of heaven.

  The combination of these two things can perfectly restrain the devil's fire and mutant abilities.

  Mason is not at all afraid of the nothingness Mason in front of him, because he has absolute self-confidence, and this arrogant dark idiot in front of him can't imitate one of his most basic abilities.

   is your golden finger.

  Even with Mason's current understanding and attainment of manufacturing techniques, he still can't figure out how this cheat works.

  If you can’t understand something yourself, can you expect a parody to understand it better?

   "Nice try."

  None Mason shrugged.

He looked at the captain who was rushing toward him, and when he folded his fingers together, there was a chill that froze everything. The special bullet shot by Mason hit the organic ice and sparked, unable to break through the defense. He tried to change the water body, but was caught by nothingness Mason Freezes easily.

  As the claws that turned into ice spikes pierced the heart, Mason was lifted high in front of nothingness amidst the blood gushing from his whole body.

  The latter stared at his subject with dark eyes under purple sunglasses, and said:

   "Here I can kill you countless times! Not just for defeat, maybe also for entertainment.

  Of course, in order to ensure that the pain at the spiritual level will not be transmitted to the material world to destroy my body, I made a promise when I created this spiritual world that we will not die here.

   Yet death and pain never conflict.

  You may think you are fearless, but when death is stretched to a length that can crush everything, I don't think you have the slightest chance of winning.

  You always boast that you are strong-willed, so let's see how many kills it takes before you bow your head and admit defeat.

   Mason Cooper, you glorious loser! "

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   "The good news is that the heart rate has stabilized, the vital signs have also stabilized, and the subject is out of danger."

  The first responder Mason let out a sigh of relief, and the other clones in different costumes around the main body also breathed a sigh of relief, the shadow of death is moving away from them.

  But the alchemist, who is usually the closest to the first responders, knows this guy's bad taste very well, but asked with a stiff face:

   "What about the bad news?"

   "The bad news is he's being replaced by nothingness."

  The first responder took off his mask, shrugged, and said to the other avatars:

  "The dark power overflowing from the mind is taking over his brain and body, even with the infusion of large dispersing circles and purification potions, it is useless.

   This thing is not entered from the outside, it is equivalent to the self-iteration of the data body, and even his immune system does not regard it as a threat, so it cannot be stopped!

   Can't stop it at all. "

  Avatars, you look at me, I look at you, and finally Mason, the collector who usually has the least sense of presence and wears a hunter costume, raised his hand on behalf of the others and asked:

   "What about us? What happens to us if nothingness replaces the subject? Will he choose to keep us?"

   "Hmmm this question"

  The first responder tilted his head and thought for a while, then pulled Zhang Park who was sorting out the data beside him, and asked straightforwardly:

"Mr. Zhang, you look the most normal of all the people here, so we ask you a question, if you have the same clone ability as Mason, you will let other you with full intelligence be basically unrestrained Are you at ease?"

"Are you joking?"

  Mr. Zhang replied with an unhappy and cynical face:

   "Do you think I'm having too much fun, so I plan to give myself some strength? Even if there is only one fully intelligent clone that belongs to me, I will lock him up so painfully that he will not run out and cause trouble.

   Not to mention you guys have so many weird eccentricities, I can't understand why Mason wants to keep you. I can't even imagine his daily mental state.

  Maybe he's gone crazy?

   Well, maybe he's already gone crazy, otherwise it wouldn't explain how he and Harry got along so well. "

   "Look, this is how normal people treat us nasty guys."

  The first responder spread his hands and said to the other avatars:

   "So once the subject is swallowed up by nothingness and replaces the personality, the first thing to do is to **** us all up.

  The dark will does not have a manufacturing system, and it is absolutely unnecessary for him to retain the proficiency of our hard work for him to improve the proficiency of various skills, let alone tolerate our various willful small requests.

  So in summary, I think we should not expect that everyone's life will be better after the main body is replaced.

   How about leaving a few suicide notes for each other now? "

"Are you joking?"

  Engineer Mason swung his large engineering wrench and roared:

   "It means that we can't do anything now, so we can only give our chance of survival to the rookie of the subject? Wow, this is too irresponsible, right?

  You have to hold your own life in your own hands. "

   "Waiting is death, resisting is also death, since they are all death, why not give it a go?"

  The jeweler who was cutting the Mind Stone turned to the others and said:

   "Actually, although we usually make various complaints about the main body and don't do human affairs, but think about it carefully, apart from crazily squeezing our labor force, he is quite good to us.

  I don't know if he told you, but in fact, he has commissioned me to make a water elemental core that can last for a long time.

  He also promised me to separate us from the subject when this was done.

  It is the kind of separation in the true sense, except that everyone is still connected with the main body, and they are basically independent individuals. He intends to take this as a surprise."

   "More than that!"

  Alchemist Mason took off his pointed hat and held it in his hand. He hesitated for a moment, plucked his hair, which was obviously thinner than the other clones, and whispered:

"Before I took advantage of the physical examination of the main body, I secretly checked his diary. He also has a 'disbandment plan for the manufacturing group', which means that as long as the skills each of us are responsible for reach the full level of Lv12, we can leave. The Mason Manufacturing Group went out to roam the rivers and lakes by themselves.

  He's not joking, because he was already doing this plan when the engineer got the skill to Lv10. "

   "Damn it, isn't this just painting cakes?"

  The frowning engineer Mason waved a wrench and shouted:

   "Others don't know, how can I not know? There is no time to reach Lv12. After the level of Lv10, you can no longer gain proficiency in ordinary manufacturing, unless you go deep into rule-level things.

  For example, the study of causal law and digital rate, as well as the knowledge of the multidimensional space system, can push the long progress bar forward. "

   “But some promises are better than none, right?”

  Blacksmith Mason stroked his chin and said:

   "I actually think it's good to have a subject as a backing, not to mention, if we accidentally get into trouble when we go out to roam the rivers and lakes, we can still wipe our **** with the subject."

   "It's useless to think so much now!"

  The tailor waved the two X metal-polished needles in his hand, poking in the air like a certain Dongfang Bubai, and he shouted:

   "Don't imagine a better life in the future, we will all die if the main body dies!

  Guys, grab your guys and get ready to help out! We are all personalities and emotions separated from the subject, which can theoretically return to his mind.

  Maybe he was preparing for the current situation when he created the Mason Manufacturing Group, just like Batman also has an "anti-self" tactic.

  With the character of the main body, it is impossible to be unexpected, so now is the time for us to play a role. "

   "The one-time mind gem is almost finished."

  The jeweler wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and said:

   "This thing can turn us into a personality body and return to the main body. You should prepare yourself quickly. Uh, in fact, there is no need to prepare. The conceptual body can't bring things into the material world at all in the spiritual world.

  So you don’t need to bring anything, just bring your own brain and knowledge. "

   "But what if the subject cheats?"

  The inscriber who had been silent for a while shook the carving knife in his hand and said:

   "What if he doesn't plan to release us again after the matter is over? Aren't we just throwing ourselves into the trap?"

   "Look at you saying this! Are you making yourself stupid by carving stones every day?"

  Enchanter Mason dismissed the inscriber's concerns, and said with a long voice:

   "Without us, does the main body have to allocate time to practice so many branch skills every day? Now all skills have generally reached around Lv8 and have entered the deep water area of ​​manufacturing upgrades.

  Any little bit of progress requires ten times and a hundred times of energy and labor.

  The main body has 24 hours a day and has to allocate three hours to Harley and Quinn. In the future, after taking down Ciri, the rain and dew will be covered, so why not have another two hours of leisure time?

  Where did he get so much energy to promote so many projects at the same time?

  So, unless he wants to give up his ideal of becoming a craftsman, our existence is necessary, the jobs are here, this is the iron rice bowl!

  Instead of worrying that you will lose your job, you should worry more about how to break through the technical problem that is bothering you now. The subject is a good guy, and it's good that you know that.

  He won't leave us. "

   "Wonderful!"

  The other avatars applauded in unison and praised the enchanter for his wonderful speech. As expected, he understood clearly, while the enchanter nodded frequently amidst the applause, with a look of deep merit and fame.

   Talents who master core skills are so arrogant!

As long as the boss dares to say shameless nonsense like "you don't do it, someone else will do it", real talents dare to pick on the spot on the spot. Irreplaceability and scarcity have always been more effective than all unspoken rules in the workplace, and it works no matter what era it is in rules of survival.

   "What are you doing here?"

  Amidst the applause, the expressionless Hei Qiqi came quietly.

  He watched a group of avatars clapping wildly around the unconscious subject Mason, just like a scene of a cult, and suddenly narrowed his eyes and showed a bad expression.

   Are the clones celebrating the end of Mason's evil enslavement to them in advance?

  Is it such a dog?

   This man is not dead yet, you should celebrate it, if he is really dead, why don’t you have a black man carry the coffin?

   "Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding, boss."

  Seeing that Hei Qiqi was about to roll up his sleeves to help Mason clean up the house, the alchemist hurried forward to explain their plan, which made Hei Qiyi stunned.

  Avatar magic can still operate like this?

But after personally checking Mason's situation at this time, even Hei Qi, who was well-informed, couldn't come up with a better solution for a while. As the first aid doctor said, this is the infection of darkness from the inside out, not It belongs to the interference of external forces, and he has no choice but to forcibly remake it.

   "Let's get started!"

  Hei Qiyi took the one-time soul gem polished by the jeweler, and after admiring it for a while, he said to the clones:

   "I will use this thing to send you all into Mason's spiritual world at once. Uh, this thing is of good quality. Make me a set when you come back. I'll be useful."

   "Oh, yes, boss."

  The jeweler nodded and bowed in agreement.

  Hey, isn't the business coming soon?

  As for the remuneration, he didn't mention anything at all. Could a scene person like Hei Qiqi be less paid to the craftsmen? Can't! Although a black person is powerful, he still has face after all.

   "Get ready, it's time to start!"

  The boss began to cast a spell, and the avatars stood together hand in hand, forming a circle around the main body.

  The moment they were enveloped by the energy burst of the one-time mind gem, there was a splash of water and the avatars collapsed. As the water flowed back into Mason's body, the avatars disappeared in unison.

   And at the same time, in the spiritual world.

   Mason, who had been tortured and killed by nothingness many times, was still fighting back, but he was at the end of his rope. While panting, he looked at nothingness with a triumphant smile in front of him, and asked:

   "How strong are you guys?"

   "Well, it's probably more than ten times yours."

  None Mason sneered and said:

   "It's a constant ten times, no matter how strong you are, I will only be stronger than you! This may be the Achilles' heel that you have been ignoring the growth of strength.

   If you don't respect power, power will punish you! "

   "Ahem, let me make a statement, I am not disrespecting power"

   Mason, who was beaten to the ground again, stood up with difficulty. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said:

   "I'm just afraid that I won't be able to bear the temptation of strength and become a **** like you. Fuck! Why did you come here, I waited until the flowers were almost wilting!"

   This guy tortured and killed me dozens of times just now, it’s really terrible! "

   "What are you shouting for? It would be nice if you could come, this is a desperate job. Fuck me! What the **** is this thing in front of you? You made a new clone behind our backs?

   Hey, at least you have to notify me in advance of this kind of thing, right? "

  Amid the engineer's displeased response, the nine avatars of alchemist, first aider, enchanter, blacksmith, inscriber, tailor, jeweler, and collector all jumped behind Mason.

  They are dressed in different styles and hold their own "strange weapons".

  Although they have the same face, their personalities and temperaments and even their dresses are completely different. It looks like a group of postmodernist impressionist crazy men who have been cobbled together in a daze, or like a collection of boutique and funny comparisons that the main subject Mason has spent a long time accumulating.

   "You said you were ten times stronger than me?"

The main body, Mason, stood up straight, replaced the gun in his hand with a new magazine, and surrounded by a group of brothers who shared the same hatred, stretched out his hand and rubbed a ball of dancing flames, which appeared on Mason's shoulder and turned into a long-awaited impatience. The figure of the summoned wild phoenix Fox.

   He said to the void Mason:

   "Isn't this just right? We have exactly ten buddies, and if you count Fox and Black Death Sword. Tsk, buddy, if you're sensible, it's time to admit defeat."

  (end of this chapter)