The Track of Dawn In the World of Marvel

  Chapter 130 13. Mason, who was forced to become the king of rags because of his lack of money, is too miserable

   When Mason returned to the trading hall on the second floor of Fort Stars, it was obviously more lively.

  More booths were set up, but the atmosphere was not like a simple transaction but more like a social place. Senior members from different worlds walk here, chatting or discussing affairs.

   There are even some young men and women dancing to the soft music in the venue.

   Those who can be here are all C-level teams.

  Even if there is at least one C-level member in the team, this is the elite (cannon) Hua (gray) force of the Stars Club.

  As the name suggests, the A-level twelve-member council has only twelve members, B-level members have 400 members, and C-level members have nearly 2,000 members. Including the core members of their respective teams, the total number will not exceed 50,000.

  The D-level and E-level and servants who can only be expected tomorrow are not counted.

  Because the combat effectiveness of the servant army has always been hip-stretching, it is simply synonymous with weak chickens like the puppet army. The elite power of the Constellation of Stars sounds huge enough, but it is far from enough to face the tasks that this organization has to undertake.

  Scattering 50,000 people into the parallel world system of the multiverse is like dropping ink into the ocean. Fortunately, the stars will only be responsible for exploration and development.

   There are other "fraternal agencies" in charge of the follow-up development of the developed world.

  “The more I understand, the more I feel that the organization I belong to is really unpredictable.”

  Mason complained in his heart as he walked into the crowd:

   "It's a little more difficult to get out of here than to get out of the Penguin Gang."

   "That Mister Hunter didn't tell the truth. Although he answered many questions to you and me, I'm sure he's hiding more."

  The sorting hat on Mason's head said to him:

   "Don't take him so easily, Mason, young men are always rash in such things. You have to realize that what he does is more important than what he says.

  He's sending you on a high-risk cannon fodder mission, and he's not even hiding it himself.

  He's manipulating people.

  And you can't step into the trap. "

   "I'm not so childish, my dear hat."

  Mason walked through the crowd, and replied in his heart:

   "I just confirmed that Mr. Hunter is on our side, which means that it will be easier to carry out what you told me, and we don't even need to think about the ending.

look.

  He's using me as cannon fodder, and I'm asking him to help me with a little trouble, which is a fair deal, right? "

   The Sorting Hat stopped responding, acquiescing to Mason's statement.

The young man didn't pay attention to the sociable peers around him, and declined the request of several drunken ladies to dance together. He returned to the second-floor hall near the booths that were still doing business and continued his "white prostitution business".

  He almost looked at one booth after another, and stopped to inquire when he encountered something he was interested in.

  In less than an hour, Mason already had seven more alchemy formulas and three engineering blueprints in his hands. By the way, he observed some great magic accessories and got the jewelry processing patterns he urgently needed.

  However, the trade fair specially prepared for high-level members is really full of gold, and it is difficult to fully analyze the high-level items that have been obtained from various worlds with Mason's current skills and knowledge.

  For example, he couldn’t even analyze the blueprints of the small ark reactors he had seen before.

After browsing the entire hall, Mason also found items such as "Jenova Cell Enhancer", "Perfect G Virus", "Perfect Minion Army T Series", "Pier of Autumn Orbital Landing Module" and even "Seal Use the card face to play the battle suit" and "one-time bug arrow replica" and other outrageous things that are difficult to classify.

   There are also several booths selling eggs and hatchlings of ancient Titans. It seems that the business is very good, and the various items that those B-level personnel use to trade with each other are also unheard of in Mason.

   This gave Mason, who was determined to become the prostitute king, a terrible feeling of entering the treasure mountain but returning empty-handed.

  In fact, he has quite a few good things in his hand.

  If you really want to take it out and exchange it, you can exchange for some items you need, such as the Ark reactor, or the orbital airborne power armor you saw at a certain booth just now.

   But Mason eventually resisted the temptation.

  He walks the path of a craftsman, which means that he can make these things by himself in the future. What is most needed at this stage is more drawings and knowledge that can be practiced and made.

knowledge is power!

  This sentence is the absolute truth for Mason. To him, spending a lot of money to buy finished products is completely outweighed by the gain, and things like becoming stronger always have to be done step by step.

  He has always been sensible in this regard.

  No way, poverty makes him rational.

   "I want this book."

Ten minutes later, Mason put down the replica of Captain America's buckler with regret on his face, pointed to the book next to the shield, and under the slightly sarcastic gaze of the stall owner dressed as a dark Sith, Mason took out a Frozen Sea Heart Pearl from his luggage and paid for it, taking this thin book into his pocket.

  Although the shield of the American team that cannot analyze the blueprint is obviously more fragrant, Mason still reluctantly gave it up.

  He looked at the booklet in front of him, and the information label popped up soon:

   Doctor Midnight's First Aid Manual

  Item Effect: Learn various covert field first aid techniques applicable to superhumans.

  Item Description: You can learn it by right-clicking. What beautiful things do you want? Let's practice honestly!

  Mason ignored the poor instructions, opened the booklet in his hand and looked at a few pages.

   Then a familiar aura appeared behind her. Barbara Gordon, who was wearing a Batgirl costume, was holding a glass of cocktail. She looked as if she had just finished a dance, and her whole body exuded youthful vigor.

   "Mason, what did you do just now?"

  Barbara asked, the captain shrugged and said softly:

   "Went to meet a friend, how about you? Where are John and the second barrel? They better not blow up our team budget."

   "John left with a lady who was so alluring that she looked like a monster. I saw them hugging each other in the elevator like no one else."

  Barbara pouted and said:

   "Jason went to the hall next to it. It is said that there is a competition field for members to compete with each other. As for Selena and Judy. Look, they are there."

  Mason looked in the direction Barbara pointed.

  It was found that in the center of the dance floor in the hall, Selena, who had changed into an evening dress, was holding Miss Judy with flushed cheeks, spinning and dancing to the melodious music.

  A lot of people were admiring the graceful dance of the two ladies, and whistles sounded from time to time.

   "Well, it looks like you're safe."

  Mason whispered to Barbara beside him:

   "You may not know it yet, but Judy is"

"I know."

  Barbara gave Mason a blank look, took a sip of wine and said relaxedly:

"When she touched my waist by helping me in the warehouse, I knew her little secret. But I don't care about it. In fact, there is such a 'unique person' in the Bat family, but she It's been a long time since I retired."

   "Batwoman?"

  Mason put away the first aid manual in his hand, took a glass of lemon juice from the elf waiter nearby, added a few drops of euphoria and refreshment to it, and leaned against the stone pillar nearby and said to Barbara:

   "I heard that the disobedient Batwoman in Gotham tried to fight against Jason, but was broken by the merciless second barrel?"

   "I don't know about this, I haven't contacted her for a long time."

  Barbara flicked her long fiery red hair, and waved to a handsome man next to her who wanted to approach her to invite her to dance.

   Indicating that he is not in the mood now.

  She admired the dancing posture of Selena and Judy not far away, and whispered:

   "Thank you for bringing me here, Mason, I feel much better, and maybe I should return to my life in a few days. If I don't go back, my father and Grayson will go crazy."

"are you sure?"

  Mason took a sip of juice and asked:

   "You know, there is no such thing as 'quitting' when you join us, girl, you can return to your life, but you must respond when I call."

   "I know, I don't resist these things."

  Batgirl smiled, turned her head and blinked and said to Mason:

   "Judy told Selena and me everything she knew about the Stellaris, we are now pretty sure what you are still trying to do in this organization.

  Don't worry, Mason, I'll help you.

  Because it's the right thing to do!

All the luxury and fairy-tale wealth and beauty here are built on countless worlds of suffering. Without you, our world may also be part of this 'trophy'. I think I understand why Bruce would trust you up.

   And you said I might find new meaning in this journey.

   Now I've found it.

   That's a more meaningful goal than assisting Batman or protecting Gotham.

  A target that belongs to you and belongs to K-team. Losing my identity as Batgirl won't make me sad anymore, I've filled it with a new, stronger identity and a new career. "

   While talking, Barbara flicked her fiery red hair, raised her glass, and said to Mason:

   "Come on, let's drink to our common cause."

  "I actually doubt that you have any idea what I want to do, but since you said so, I would also like to maintain a good relationship with my team members and my legal adoptive sister.

   So, cheers. "

  Mason smiled and clinked the juice and the wine glass in Barbara's hand. The two were chatting, but they were dragged to the dance floor by Selena and Judy who were off stage.

  The three girls tonight are completely let go.

  Master Selina even personally taught Mason how to move along with the music. She placed Mason's empty hand on her waist generously, and said to him:

   "You're only 17, Mason! Once in a while, do what a man your age should do, I beg you."

   "I think the most important thing I should do now is to return to the room and complete the formula of the potion I just learned."

   Mason replied with a wooden face:

   "Instead of wasting time bouncing around to the music here. I just got some news, Selena, and trust me, you won't be in the mood to keep dancing after you've heard it."

   "Then talk about it after the dance!"

  Master Catwoman said decisively.

   Then with laughter, Mason was drawn to spin, as if manipulating a marionette, Mason completed the first dance in his life under her leadership.

He had a straight face but his steps were steady, his gray windbreaker swayed left and right following the hot dance of Mrs. Catwoman, and then Barbara and Judy joined in, and the whistling sounded all over the place for a while, which made Mason become that The prettiest kid ever.

   Well, Mason has to admit that it is indeed a good pastime to take a break from work once in a while.

  The night's party lasted until late.

  The three crazy girls also went to the big bonfire Viking dinner held by the Asgardians outside the castle and played until midnight before returning.

  But Mason is doomed to be the "night champion" tonight.

  He is the champion of staying up every night.

  He spent a lot of time collecting all the blueprints he could analyze in the trading floor.

   There was even a gossip among the shopkeepers on the trading floor when he left that there was a "stingy brat who only reads but doesn't buy."

   But Mason didn't go back to rest.

  Instead, he left the hall of the trade fair and came to the more lively bazaar open to all members outside the Fort of Stars.

It took a few minutes to take out the folding shelf made of steel, a chair with a backrest, and the alchemy utensils from the luggage, and put them on the table, and then took out all the alchemy, engineering, and inscriptions and enchanted items that were just on the road in his pocket. He also propped up the signboard that he had made before in front of the table.

   That’s right, he’s going to set up a stall here.

  The things in the hall of the trade fair were too high-end, and Mason, who failed to complete all the free prostitution achievements, was unwilling to do so. He decided to take advantage of these few days to make another fortune in the hands of ordinary members of the Stars Club.

  Mason has a clear goal, what he needs are blueprints and recipes.

   It doesn’t make much difference whether the items used for exchange are complete or not. If you can encounter those things that are not seriously damaged, you can easily repair them and practice your skills.

   Besides, for the yuppie guy in this volume, letting him waste a night to rest is really worse than killing him.

   This will set up a crucible in a quiet corner of the lively market and start throwing various materials into it. While cooking, it will also devote energy to making some "small cards" that look very wonderful.

   That is the "mysterious card" unlocked before the inscription branch.

  It is similar to a magic scroll, but it does not require the assistance of the caster to produce some wonderful effects. It is very suitable for ordinary people who do not understand magic.

  Mason felt that this thing would definitely make a lot of money.

   "What is this thing? I haven't seen it much before."

   Soon a customer came to inquire about the price. It was an old man dressed like Gandalf. He curiously picked up several cards of different colors that Mason had placed on the table and held them in his hand.

  I found that there are patterns on both sides of this thing. Although it has magic power, I don’t know how to stimulate it, so I asked a question when I was interested.

   Mason, who was busy boiling a pot of "Thunder" potion, explained casually while stirring the liquid in the crucible:

   "I call it the 'Dark Moon Card', guest, this is a part of the secret system of our world, every card will show its face after it is unsealed, and then you will know its usefulness.

   But don't expect too much, this is just a very ordinary magic item, and it can only release some ordinary magic.

   Just you can test your luck. "

   "Luck?"

  The old man raised his brows, and said with great interest:

   "How to try?"

   "The first phase of Dark Moon Cards contains four sets of cards, each with 8 cards. If you can collect all of them, the magic contained in them can fuse 8 cards into a mysterious high-level magic accessory."

  Mason did not hide anything, and said frankly:

  "Although according to the records, the effects of the four decks are very powerful, but this thing is like opening a blind box. I really don't recommend that the cash-strapped companions try this.

  It is easy to go bankrupt. "

   "Hmmm, it does sound like a con artist's trick."

  The old mage stroked his beard and said:

   "Can you show me the real thing?"

   "I do."

  Mason curled his lips and said:

   "But I haven't collected it myself yet. This thing is in the category of mysticism. Guest, even I, the producer, don't know the specific card face before it is unsealed."

   "Then a few more."

  The old mage squeezed his eyes, took out his Hermes wallet, and said:

   "I'll try my luck."

   "No, no money."

  Mason sealed the boiling potion with a lid, turned around and wiped his hands, pointed to the sign on the table, and said:

   "Barter, customer, as long as there are blueprints and formulas here, they can be used in any field, or some broken things can be exchanged, as long as they contain knowledge, I will not pick them."

   "Oh, I get it, the trash picker still speaks so nicely, seeking knowledge, well, I was so embarrassing when I was young."

  The old mage pouted, he looked Mason up and down, and said:

  "Are you a novice? Many novices with little cash will use this method to try to catch leaks, but listen to my advice, young man, there is no need to bother with that.

  If you want good things, go directly to the adventure hall of Starsburg to do reward missions. If you want to go, you can go to the advanced team as a vassal. They eat meat and you can also drink soup.

  As long as you dare to take risks and are willing to work hard, you will have what you should have after two or three pioneering missions, and you can always get what you need in the magical world.

  The world is going downhill here in Stars Castle, and the newcomers are all smarter than monkeys. It is not easy to get good things from them. "

   Seeing that Mason was only maintaining a gentle smile and did not answer, the old man snorted immediately. He took out a thumb-sized thing from his luggage and threw it to Mason, saying:

   "Is this enough?"

"this."

  Mason took a look and raised his eyebrows.

  He opened the drawer of the table with a swish and took out dozens of mysterious cards he made before, saying:

   "Of course it is enough, you always try it slowly, and if it is not enough, I will make a card on the spot, and I will definitely make a set for you to make you happy.

   But, do you still have this thing?

   How much I want. "

  (end of this chapter)