The Track of Dawn In the World of Marvel

  Chapter 19 19. Don’t joke about the dungeon settlement time, this book doesn’t have this setting

  Mason slept pretty badly this time.

  The movies he saw and the doomsday scenes described in various comics kept replaying in his mind, like a clumsy "doomsday movie marathon".

  It was already dawn when he opened his eyes. The sky was still a little dark but the night had dissipated. The kiteman who was cooking breakfast by the campfire glanced at Mason who got up and rubbed his eyes.

  He joked:

   "I guess you like Superman and Wonder Woman."

   "Huh? Why do you say that?"

  Mason looked at him suspiciously, the kite man shrugged and said:

   "You had a restless night. You closed your eyes and called Wonder Woman 67 times, Superman 138 times, and other names I haven't heard.

very messy.

   So, I guess your nightmares must be scary. "

   "You are really boring, Mr. Count."

  The young man curled his lips, raised his head, took a sip of water and rinsed his mouth, and then heard the kite man say faintly:

   "But I think you trust Batman more, you called him 487 times all night, second only to the guy who called 'Logan' 449 times"

   "You can shut up!"

  Mason, who had always been calm and rational, became angry for a moment, and threw the water bottle in his hand at the laughing kite man.

  He was even thinking about whether to pull out Su Jie's eagle and give this guy a sword!

  Hey, you little brother is too much, why didn't the clown kill you?

   Is it because you can fly?

   "Laughing ass."

  Mason calmed himself down, picked up the breakfast mush that the kite man was very flattering, and while delivering it to his mouth, he took out Mr. Potter's diary from his pocket and threw it to him, motioning him to read it for himself.

  The kite man held it in his hand and glanced at it, then his expression became more and more serious, and at the end it was already full of panic.

  He finally understood why Mason had such nightmares.

   "Is this doomsday disaster planned? Ole Shet! What is the origin of those 'World Destroyers' who sound terrible?"

  The kite man shook his hands and returned the diary to Mason. He ate his breakfast in a tasteless way, and said:

   "You're worried our world won't! We have Batman! We have Superman! We're way better than the wizards of this world!

  They dare not come. "

   "This world is not as weak as you think, it's just that zombies can't use magic."

   Mason said softly:

   "You also saw that dragon with your own eyes. There should be other living dragons in this world, as well as those magical creatures that are not weaker than dragons.

   But they are still zombified.

  Charles, we can't ignore the glimpse of the end of the world, you know what I mean? "

   "You want to tell Batman about this?"

  Kiteman's brain is also very easy to use, he immediately reacted.

   Mason didn't answer.

   But that's really what he's thinking right now.

  He really didn't want to have any contact with the destroyer of the world and the stars from which old K was born, not to mention that old K had told him not to trust anyone in the stars before his death.

  Obviously, even in the eyes of a cold-blooded **** like Old K, the Stars Club is not a good place.

   "Well, your idea makes sense, this matter is not something we can handle."

  The kite man nodded quickly, and said:

   "When the sky is falling, we have to be tall to hold it up. When we go back to Gotham, we will find Batman and dump this **** on him and his friends, and then we can live easily.

   Well, here comes the train! I hear the whistle.

  Hurry up, boss, tidy up and let's go. "

   A few minutes later, Mason and the kiteman who had packed up their motorcycles landed on the platform of the dead Hodmeade Village station, opened the carriage and put the flying motorcycle inside.

   After the train started, Mason walked into the front of the magic train alone.

  Mason looked at the oddly shaped train engine in front of him.

  That thing is like a silver-gray shell encapsulating all the secrets, apparently after magical transformation, not even a single screw can be seen on it.

He soon found a few barrels of special liquid with a strange smell in a compartment on the front of the car. Through the identification of the character card, Mason confirmed that this is the special oil specially used for the alchemy engine, and it can also be used for the engine of the flying motorcycle. .

  He put the oil into his suitcase and felt that the magic backpack was comfortable to use, and then he reached out and touched the weird silver-gray hood in front of him.

  The information tab jumps out:

   "Alterina" Type III Alchemy Power Engine Mainframe

  Quality: Epic Engineering/Alchemy Items Outstanding Crafting

Item description: Since the implementation of the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy, the admission of new students to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has been put on the agenda. Ms Trin Gomper has a bold proposal.

This alchemy power engine is a masterpiece of ancient magic skills and modern industry. It has been improved three times since it came out. All modern power devices in the wizarding world are basically born from this, and its name is used to commemorate the Admirable Minister for Magic.

  The engine is driven by a special oil made by an alchemist, and it can run autonomously for months or even years with one refueling in an environment containing magic power.

  To this day, the blueprints of the Alterina Alchemy Engine are still top secret information of the Ministry of Magic.

  Reminder: This blueprint is a comprehensive knowledge, and its production requires Alchemy Lv4, Engineering Lv5, Enchanting Lv2, and Inscription Lv2. Drawing analysis.

"Fine."

  Mason withdrew his hand regretfully.

  It seems that I really have to spend some time to quickly improve the level of my professional skills.

  These mysterious blueprints are right in front of you but you can’t analyze and view them. It’s really itchy. It’s like entering a treasure house but can’t take any treasure. It’s frustrating.

   When he turned around and went back to the compartment, he saw the kite man holding something like a poker card in his hand and looking at it over and over again.

  After seeing Mason push the door in, Kiteman Charles immediately shook the thing and said:

   "Look what I found in the old clothes left by old K? A magic card with exotic beauties printed on it, so cool!"

   "Huh? Let me see."

  Mason reached out to take the card, put it in his hand and curled his lips after seeing it.

  I was still complaining about the old K, the demon hunter, who only gave me a sword and a badge, but there was no trace of the Gwent card, so it was hidden here.

   "Coconut milk. Uh, no, Ms. Yennefer, hello."

  The young man put the card in front of his eyes, and looked at the portrait of the beautiful lady in black with black hair and quite oriental style on the card. He smiled and said something softly.

  The next second, the knowledge prompt jumped in front of me:

"The creation of the inscription literature was detected, and the item in the analysis is 'Classic Gwent Card Neutral Faction Legendary Card · Sorceress Yennefer', the effect is to play this card in an entertainment game to reap the envy and hatred of opponents and onlookers eyes and the temporary name 'Brother Fu'.

   Drawings have been included.

  The inscription literature skill is enabled, currently at Lv0. "

   "It's a very interesting toy. When you are alone, you can hold it to send a sense of loneliness."

  Mason made a comment and planned to return this rare card to the kiteman, but when he handed out the card, he suddenly found an unobtrusive graffiti in the corner of the card.

   This made the young man raise his eyebrows, and then he looked again carefully, and found that the graffiti was a "K" in a special font.

   "Old K?"

   Mason narrowed his eyes.

  He immediately guessed that this was the source of the pseudonym "Old K", and then he thought that if there was Old K, would there be Old A, Queen, Clown and King?

   Okay, after a long time of fussing, is it another clue to a secret organization?

  Why do you guys like these secret societies so much? We're already in a secret society, bastard, do you want to start an extra game?

   Don’t you feel tired?

   "Sorry, Charles."

  Mason played with the cards in his hand and said to the kiteman:

   "I want to take this thing away, I can't return it to you."

   "It's okay, you can use it."

  The kiteman grinned, showing an expression that "men can understand", raised his brows and said to Mason:

   "Young people, I can understand that the firepower is strong. When I was 18 years old, I would be able to face my fat mother-in-law. Ahem, let's not talk, anyway, pay attention to your body."

   Mason rolled his eyes.

  Being mentally older than the kite man, he certainly understood what this guy was talking about, but he was too lazy to respond, so he sat in the corner of the sofa and dug out old K's alchemy notes and began to study.

  Although there are more inner dramas, Mason is more reluctant to show emotional fluctuations.

  He thinks this is a sign of maturity, and hopes that he can become a quiet and handsome man.

  The kiteman also took out his tattered flying backpack and put it on the table, sighing while trying to repair it, but seeing it broken into such a ghostly state, it might be difficult to repair it in a short time.

   While the two were busy, the train arrived at the station four hours later.

  Mason walked down the ladder with his suitcase. He glanced back at the always foggy exit behind the magic platform. This moment really seemed like a lifetime away.

  The kite man wearing old K's old clothes behind him also sighed.

   This trip is only a short three days, but the taste of it is really only the two who survived in the end can experience it.

   "Go and see that door."

   As he crossed the stone pillars of the magic platform, Mason picked up his crit shotgun and said something to the kiteman, who glanced at him and said:

   "What else are you doing? Not going home?"

   "Return, but in a bad mood."

  The young man opened the insurance with a click, stretched his neck, and said:

   "Practice the gun first."

   "Understood, I'll wait for you at the door, it's best not to delay too long, I really can't wait to see my son now."

  Charles glanced down at his fingers and said:

   "The relationship to TM is broken! I've decided, I'm going to file a lawsuit with that woman to get my son back!"

   "I have an idea and support you."

Mason said something casually, and after crossing the stone pillar of the nine and three quarters platform, he raised his gun and locked on a wandering zombie above. He fell from a height.

   "Successfully completed an excellent long-range precision kill, and the proficiency of shooting branch skills has increased by X5."

  The reminder in front of him made Mason smile. He still remembered that he vowed to break through to Lv3 shooting before setting off.

  An unforgettable journey must have a perfect ending.

  —

  Three hours later, Mason came to the door where they crossed the world, rubbing his aching arm, carrying a gun on his back and carrying a suitcase.

  Young people discovered a very tragic truth, that is, the improvement of the skills of each branch is indeed more and more difficult.

Behind him, the zombies in the entire station were almost wiped out by him, and the engineering bombs he brought with him were also used up, but the precision killing with so many times of proficiency was enough to allow the shooting to reach Lv3. I really don't know that I have to go to the year of the monkey to reach the full level.

   In front of his eyes, the kite man was getting impatient.

  He guarded the ordinary door but did not leave Mason alone, which made the young man feel a little satisfied. It seemed that Charles was indeed a good partner.

   Of course, it would be better if he was more powerful and more useful.

The black stone inlaid on the cat's eye of that door has faded, which seems to indicate that the magical ability of this door is about to be closed, and the outer ring of its brass handle has complicated scale markings. Mason has seen old K use this before. The thing is to turn to a specific position to open the precise world channel.

   "Come on, you seem to be better at dealing with these weird things."

  The kite man stepped aside to watch Mason step forward to operate.

  The young man reached out and grasped the brass handle. The next moment, an information label popped up:

  World Shuttle Gate Replica

  Quality: Excellent Creation·Excellent Craftsmanship

  Traits: Strange Object Projection, Star Positioning, Time Travel, Identity Locking, Soul Link

  Status: The owner "Old K" died, the world key was broken, and it needs to be re-bound before it can be used.

Effect:

  Select different world coordinates, twist the handle to open the passage to different parallel worlds.

  Using the World Key can change the location of the World Gate in different worlds.

  This item requires a specific energy stone to supply energy. Once opened, it lasts for five days. The remaining time is [37/120 hours]. After the energy stone is exhausted, the door to the world without an owner will be permanently closed.

  Item Description: This World Gate is just a copy of the World Gate owned by the stars, and all its abilities come from the copy projection of the real legendary item.

   This item can be destroyed, but this is not recommended.

   This prompt made Mason frown, because under the prompt, there was an information interaction box popped up: "The gate of the world can bind new users, yes/no binding?"

"What's wrong?"

  The kite man was stunned when he saw Mason's ugly face, and asked in a low voice,

  Mason glanced at him and whispered:

   "Old K is dead, this door may not be usable unless one of us is willing to become its new owner."

"I come!"

  Charles felt a chill when he heard this sentence, but he didn't hesitate too much when he heard Mason said that he needed to be bound to use it, and he reached out to hold the brass handle.

   But Mason grabbed his wrist.

  He stared at the kite man and said seriously:

   "You know, once you are bound to it, it is equivalent to joining the Stars Club! Old K told me before he died, is the Stars Club a good thing!"

   "Then what shall we do?"

  The kiteman asked excitedly:

   "We can't go back without it! My child is still waiting for me, I don't want to live in this dead world forever! Mason, would you like to spend the rest of your life surrounded by a group of zombies?"

  Charles, who was full of green all over his body, lowered his head, he was silent for a few seconds, and said:

   "I owe you my life, and I owe you a lot of favors. Without your help, I would have been treated as cannon fodder long ago. I think you are the boss is not a joke.

  I know what to do in this situation.

  I also know you have concerns, so I'm here. "

  Mason looked at the kite man in front of him. He was silent for nearly ten seconds, shook his head, and said faintly:

   "No, you're too badass, you probably won't be able to hold on."

   "You **** despise me?"

  Charles gritted his teeth and shouted.

  But in the next moment, he saw a mass of red light shining from the doorknob, quickly spreading to Mason's wrist, leaving a strange circular mark on his forearm amidst the young man's cry of pain.

   "Do you **** understand the rules! Didn't Penguin teach you how to be a boss?"

  The kiteman is in a hurry now.

  He tried to push Mason away from the doorknob, yelling:

   "The gangsters in Gotham don't do things like this! It's the boss who has something to do with the younger brother, not the boss who blames the younger brother! If you are so innocent in Gotham, you will be played to death, bastard!"

   "Don't worry!"

  Mason, whose arm was shrouded in red light, gritted his teeth and pressed the kite man's shoulder. He said hoarsely:

   "You also have a part! That **** old K came here to rebuild the team, so now we must also be a team to complete the contract he concluded in the Stars Club.

   Fortunately, I was kind enough to save you idiot before, otherwise I would really be alone in this world for the rest of my life. "

"That is."

  The kiteman grinned.

   Seeing the red light in Mason's hand "flow" to his shoulder, he laughed and said:

   "Good people get rewarded, Boss. Seriously, I saw you as a good person when we came here. But now stop talking nonsense, open the door, let's go back.

  I'm so sick of this place! "

"Um."

  Mason glanced at the shining "External force suspected 'soul curse' is being imposed" prompt on the character card, he shook his head, and turned the door lock.

  Between the flickering dim stars, the light curtain leading to Gotham appeared in front of the new boss and younger brother.

  It's time to go home after being away for so long.

  (end of this chapter)