The Track of Dawn In the World of Marvel

  Chapter 119 2. Unlucky, I knew it was rotten in the ruins! -【110】

  The Forbidden Forest is always quiet at night, but tonight is an exception.

   At three o'clock in the middle of the night, the pirates who went out to "hunt" finally came back with their "prey".

  The pirate team of Kite Man was very sleepy, not only the pressure brought by the fierce battle, but also the natural exhaustion caused after the strengthening effect of taking the potion faded.

   A group of people headed by Chief Officer Gibbs fell asleep as soon as they returned to the temporary camp, and within a few minutes the floor was full of snoring.

  The team of pirates led by Jack was more mentally numb and stressed.

  They all wore all kinds of armor, not only hurt their hearts, but the "excitement" brought by the close hand-to-hand combat with the dangerous ghoul centaur made these guys who are used to fighting with the wind very tired.

   Of course, with the blessing of Mason's good weapons, strengthening potions and excellent armor, the final result is very good.

  After wiping out three centaur tribes in a row and killing a group of zombie werewolf "robbers" wandering around in the middle of the night, only a few idiots were injured.

   Although no one died, everyone complained about the action.

   But Lord Mason has no time to answer the complaints of a group of pirates.

   A big guy like him is always busy.

  This club has just completed the preliminary processing of the Green Goblin potion, and while waiting for some drug ingredients to be filtered by the centrifuge, they looked at the "action report" brought back by the Kite Man and Jack.

   "The effect of No. 1 and No. 4 enhancers is very good, and further research can be carried out. Will No. 2 and No. 3 actually cause acute dysentery and malignant skin diseases?

  Then these two formulas can be discarded. "

   Mason was satisfied with the actual combat effects of the four drugs, and picked up Jack's report to screen out three excellent magic ore smelting formulas.

   Then he looked at the two players in front of him, thought for a moment and said to them:

  "Select ten outstanding people to bring back to Gotham, Jack will lead them to familiarize themselves with the environment as soon as possible, and Charles will arrange new identities and residences for them.

   Try to choose near Glacier Avenue.

  Crime Lane is also fine, the houses there are very cheap and the environment is mixed, which is very suitable for them to live in. "

   "Okay, boss."

  The kite man nodded, and Captain Jack heaved a sigh of relief.

   After all, he had promised his crew that he would take them away. Pirates can be despicable to outsiders, but you must be fair and just to your own people and do what you say, otherwise the captain’s prestige will be quickly discredited.

   "Aren't you going back with us?"

   Seeing that Mason was not about to leave yet, Jack, who took up the small flagon and moistened his mouth, asked.

  Mason shook his head and said:

   "I still have some personal affairs to do, you go back first, I will rush back in the early morning. You'd better leave someone here to take care of your crew, Jack.

   Don't let them run around, it's for their protection.

  There are more than centaurs and werewolves in this forest.

   If we lure the trolls and giants from the depths of the woods, or provoke the group of acromantids that have turned into zombies, we will all die here. "

"I know."

  Jack waved his hand and said:

   "Gibbs will stay here, as long as there is enough good wine, my first mate is the most reliable."

  After his team members left, Mason stood up and glanced at the running time of the centrifuge, then walked out of the magic apartment and came to the large flat ground behind the house.

  The corpses of the centaur and werewolf dragged back by the pirates are piled up here. These are the selected and relatively complete trophies.

  Mason picked left and right, then rolled up his sleeves and took out Hagrid's hunting knife.

  He intends to take the opportunity to practice the peeling and harvesting technique, and then he will not have enough raw materials for the tailoring branch technique.

  The Caribbean world contributed a lot of various magic and voodoo threads, but the leather with magic power was very rare, but the abundance of such things in the Forbidden Forest just complemented each other.

   "poof"

  The sharp hunting knife pierced the abdomen of the huge zombie centaur chief in front of him, and cut along the central axis.

   This Giant Hunting Knife, which was already used by Hagrid for skinning, can speed up the gathering speed, allowing Mason to quickly peel off a fairly good piece of leather.

   "Successfully complete a fast · excellent craft · special xenobiotic skinning, and the proficiency of the harvesting branch is increased by X20."

  Familiar prompts jumped in front of his eyes, Mason moved his hands wearing butcher gloves and aprons, and walked towards the next "victim".

  The skins of these zombified creatures are mostly festered and dehydrated, resulting in the quality of the leather being generally between standard and mediocre, and even very few of excellent quality.

   But Mason was not disappointed either.

  Anyway, it’s just practice, and the finished product is not worn by him anyway, so it’s not a big problem if it’s ugly.

  After tanning the leather with some alchemical mixture, he told the pirates to hang them up to dry, and then Mason returned to the apartment for the second treatment of the raw materials of the Green Devil Potion.

  Finally, two hours before dawn, Mason sighed and sat in front of the sewing machine that had disappointed him many times before.

  Now the backbone of the servant army is being built. As a responsible captain and leader, Mason decided to make some simple magic bags for his servant army.

   The internal space does not need to be too large, but it must also be able to load the weapons and ammunition required for action.

   It just so happens that Hogwarts' magic knowledge contains blueprints for making this kind of magic packet that doesn't require the traceless extension spell, and can be made with just some simple alchemy enchantments.

   "aggressive"

  The sound of the young man stepping on the sewing machine came from the basement of the magic apartment, and the clear echo was somewhat sad with tears behind bars.

  The low-level magic thread is wound and nailed into the enchanted and cut soft leather, and it only takes a few minutes to sew the prototype of a small bag.

   Then use the inscription technique to finish it with special materials, and a magic small bag with an inner space of 5X5X5 is completed.

  This thing can hold very few items.

   And it may be damaged in a violent collision. It belongs to the "low-quality reduced beggar's version" finished product in the category of magic luggage.

   But any spellcaster and magic tailor who pursues a little bit will be ashamed of this.

   But Mason never cared about these.

  He only pays attention to the improvement of tailoring skills that each low-quality small bag can bring to himself. When he made the 30th low-quality small bag, Mason finally jumped out of what he hoped for.

  The tailoring branch skill is currently Lv1.

   Unlock the manufacturing talent [manual repair], unlock the first aid talent [quick stitching]

  Unlock character traits【Saved Tailor: When using lower-quality materials for tailoring work, the proficiency is doubled. 】

   "It's done."

  Mason stopped stepping on the sewing machine immediately after he saw that the tailoring skills were formally introduced. He stretched his hands and glanced at the darkest sky outside the window. There were still dozens of minutes before dawn.

   should be enough for him to finish the rest.

  The young man drank a cup of refreshment for himself to make himself more energetic, and then took out the tattered remains of the school cap that was still stained with Miss McGonagall's hair from the bag.

He took the dilapidated thing to wash first, and then selected from his luggage the gray magic silk thread that was closest to the original material and color, as well as a long alchemy transformation. sewing needles.

   Don't underestimate this golden sewing needle!

  In order to complete the stitching of the school cap, Mason specially enchanted it with a [Sharp] effect. This thing is already considered a magic weapon.

  Give it to a certain Eastern Invincible lady, she can use this thing to smash through an entire city.

   "Threading a needle."

   Mason complained.

  Started to twist the orchid finger and put the gray magic thread into the pinhole clumsily, then picked up the disfigured school cap that had been torn and began to sew.

  He didn't intend to sew this thing up so quickly.

   It was because he was reminded by the other party when chatting with Zhakang before, saying that this hat had established some mysterious connection with him, which made Mason fall in love with him.

  He still remembers the "magic rap" that started when he put the broken hat on his head when he found it from the ruins.

  The deranged mind in the school hat obviously knows something about the destruction of the world.

  In the information tab, it is clearly stated that tailoring Lv7 is required to perfectly repair the school cap. Mason can't do it now, but it is not too difficult if you just "sew it up".

  Mason, who has the trait of [skillful hand], only took a few minutes to get familiar with the skill of threading a needle.

  Under the bright lights in the basement, Mason twisted his orchid fingers and quickly sewed the worn pieces of cloth together according to his own understanding and the shape of the school cap in his memory.

   After pricking his finger for the fifth time, he found himself in desperate need of a thimble.

   This wizard hat, which has existed for more than a few hundred years, is already in tatters, and under Mason's "free play", it looks even worse when the last piece of rags are sewn up.

   Dusty and patched.

  Although the color of the magic thread is similar, it can't always simulate the weather-beaten feeling of the school cap, and Mason's sewing skills are really not superb.

  The stitches are surprisingly rough.

   It looks like some inferior creation that Mason picked up from the garbage dump and was abandoned by a wandering wizard.

  To be honest, with the hat in such an unflattering state, even the wild dogs passing by who are in a hurry to urinate might not take a look at it if it is left on the side of the road.

   "But it's okay."

  Mason bit off the silk thread in a very retro way, and put his "work" in front of his eyes for a closer look, and then said the evaluation of "not bad" against his will.

   "Successfully complete an inferior craft · epic item stitching, the tailoring branch proficiency will not increase."

  The reminder of proficiency improvement jumped in front of his eyes, making Mason sigh.

   However, the tattered school cap was still sewn up. Mason looked at the dusty wizard's pointed hat in front of him, holding it with both hands, waiting for it to speak.

  But waiting left and right means not seeing the beginning of the other party.

   A few minutes later, Mason gritted his teeth and put the thing on his head. Sure enough, the moment the branch cap touched Mason's head, it started to move strangely.

  It "wriggled" on Mason's hair like some awakened living creature, as if adjusting its size and shape to fit itself perfectly in Mason's head.

   This process is very uncomfortable, like sticking your head into the mouth of an alligator.

   After a full minute, the young man felt that the hat was tightly stuck on his forehead, and he tried to pull it, but it couldn't be pulled at all.

   "Woo hoo, hoo hoo, the day the Broken Hat was stitched again, when the dark secret was revealed! Hogwarts, I'm back! The only witness is back!"

  The sharp and crazy voice that appeared once before sounded again.

  It looked like a half-crazy old man howling. The most bizarre thing was that this voice appeared directly in Mason's mind. It was the "activated thinking" endowed by the branch school hat that was directly talking to Mason's spirit.

  It’s like being woken up after a long sleep, with a bit of waking up in the weakness, it said:

   "Let my lord see which kind gentleman sewed me up. Ah!"

   Before the branch hat finished speaking, Mason let out a scream that made Mason's head ache, as if he was terrified when he woke up and saw an indescribable thing in front of him.

   Then it fell silent, as if thinking about the current situation.

   A few seconds later, there was another piercing and exasperated scream, this time with more or less intense anger.

   "You! You little tailor with pig's hooves! You're about to tear me apart! Look at how you've sewed up my body!

  It’s so vulgar and inferior, it’s better for my lord to continue to maintain that half-dead state.

If a wizard sees this, they will be laughed at to death, even Muggles will laugh at my downfall and misery, ah, the nightmare of annihilation is not over yet, it has awakened my lord's mind again with your terrible skills nightmare.

you!

   You're the jailer sent by the Destroyers of Worlds to torture me, aren't you?

  What a frenzied punishment! "

   "Shut up! You're too loud."

  Mason grabbed the school cap that was shaking on his head, screaming and complaining loudly, trying to tear it off.

  He yelled and tried hard, but the young man ignored that his current strength was far beyond that of ordinary people. After a few pulls, the thread of the old hat that had just been sewn appeared to be open again.

   This freaks out the crazy school hat.

  It immediately shouted:

   "Stop! Stop! No more tearing, it will break! My battered and tormented body will break! Ah, I will burst! No, little tailor, stop.

   I will stop complaining about your poor technique.

  Let's talk. "

   "Isn't this all right? I have to cry and howl."

  Mason rolled his eyes and said:

   "Don't worry, I know I'm not a good tailor now, but I will continue to practice my craft.

   When I become a master tailor, I promise to fix you beautifully and become the world, no, the most gorgeous hat in all worlds, okay?

  You can oversee the process.

   You can even teach me how to sew you better, I promise, I will be a good student. "

   "Oh, look at this young man playing tricks on me, the poor old man."

  The sharp corner of the branch school cap bent, and said sarcastically:

  "If you knew who my lord's previous master was, you wouldn't say such ridiculous and petty words. Of course, my lord will also accept your favor for finding me from the ruins and sewing me up.

  I will teach you.

  The premise is that you really know how to learn it.

  But before that, my lord has something more important to tell you. "

  The activated branch school cap stopped.

   It seemed to be examining Mason's inner self in its own way. After more than ten seconds of silence, it sighed and said:

   "Well, with a warm and kind heart paired with a wise and calm mind, you may really be the one sent here by fate, but unfortunately you came a bit late.

  The Destroyers have done their job, my world and my friends are dead.

   Now the only way to go is revenge.

   Remember what I told you before I fell asleep? Mason.

  A contract about revenge.

  You have signed a contract with me, and you must help me complete the final revenge of the last witness of this world.

   Not just for those enemies!

   And those traitors. "

"Um?"

  Mason raised his eyebrows and said:

   "Traitor? You mean, before the Destroyer of Worlds entered here, there were already their henchmen among wizards and Muggles?"

   "Yes, they betrayed everyone for their lives!"

  The branch school hat said in a gloomy tone:

   "Durmstrang, Ilvermorny, and Shinto Magic Institute, the three magic academies that were supposed to stand with us, turned to the side of destruction early on.

   They joined you before the end and I've seen tattoos like yours on their arms.

   Find them, Mason.

   Kill them all!

  This world has been ruined, no matter how much they torture them, they will not be able to bring back the good old days, but as the burden of the sin of betrayal, they should also sink into **** with us, the dead.

   And be damned there forever!

   They deserve it!

   We deserve it too! "

"I can not do it."

  Mason resolutely refused:

   "I am a little bit insecure now."

   "Woohoo, of course you can't, young man, but I'll help you."

  The pointed hat is like an old man, he laughed and said:

  "I will give you a gift. Come, put your hand into my stomach, hold it, hold the shattered sword of revenge, and I will give you more when it drinks blood.

  It's getting late, let's start hunting.

   Witch Hunter Mason Cooper. "

  (end of this chapter)