The Track of Dawn In the World of Marvel

  Chapter 209 7. Come on, Wade, give him the whole job! —Happy New Year's Eve【1415】

  Fortress of Stars, Mister Hunter's office.

  Running to deliver the Transfer Gate component to Mason, but discovering that the guy had secretly found a "new friend", Ciri took off her mask and threw it on the table very upset.

  She was not simply angry because of this incident, but suspected that the swordsman who had been ungrateful before might have taken advantage of her inattention.

  As far as she knows, the forces behind the swordsman are fully capable of bypassing the Fort of Stars to get this kind of thing, but the problem is that the faction of the swordsman is very exclusive, almost to the point of "isolation" from the world.

  Why did they take such a big risk to help Mason, an unknown C-level personnel?

   Could it be that there are secrets in Mason that he hasn't discovered?

And after making herself a cup of coffee and calming down, the hunter Ciri, who was sitting on the chair, thought about what Mason said about Quint just now, and she suddenly realized that what the little **** who didn't believe anyone said Not without reason.

  I have indeed secretly caused a lot of stumbling blocks for the stars over the years. Those potential pioneer teams were included in my direct management and confirmed that they were hopeless. After confirming that they were hopeless, I randomly found a high-difficulty world and threw them in like garbage.

  It was only then that the "horror legend" that he disregarded human life in the star gathering came out.

  However, after so many years, the only pioneering teams she discovered that survived were Anna's X team and Afterlife team, and Mason's K team at most.

   This shows how bad the standards of the stars will be when selecting members.

   However, Quint would give her sabotage access, and that's about as far as it seems.

  She did cut off a lot of "bad branches" of the Stars Association according to the order, but she almost never touched the real core problem of this organization. Old A has always let herself be patient, persuading herself to learn to accept the necessary sacrifices.

   Hearing these words so much that she even said the original words to persuade Mason before, but Mason's unreasonable answer knocked her into a daze like a heavy hammer.

Yes!

  Old A, what does their "great goal" have to do with themselves?

  I joined them in the first place to avenge my parents, why did I abandon my main goal after lurking for more than ten years and instead serve their ideals?

   "So is it possible that, like Mason wanted to say but didn't dare to say it in front of me, I was really just treated as a puppet who was placed in the Stars Club to occupy a mentor position?

   Am I really irreplaceable? "

   Ciri asked herself in this moment.

   She finds she doesn't have an answer, and that feeling is even worse than finding out she's really a puppet.

  She didn't have troubles if she didn't think about these things, but that little devil Mason seemed to have opened a certain box in her mind, making her afraid to trust those people she used to call "companions" easily.

  The most egregious things she has done to the Society of Stars and other institutions in the past have been to wipe out a few Cleaner legions in the gap, or to ambush a weak Conqueror or two.

  Before, I thought this work was quite valuable.

  But he did the same thing less than two months after joining the K team. With such terrifying efficiency and foil, Ciri suddenly realized that he seemed to be fishing for fish in the past ten years.

  It’s still the kind of fish that is “stocked”, a typical frog boiled in warm water.

  She put the cup on the table a little irritably, planning to take a bath and relax before the next inspection, but as soon as she got up, Mason's question that went straight to the soul resurfaced in her mind:

  If you just think differently but don’t act, what is the meaning of this organization?

   They are clearly capable of doing more.

   “If good people don’t do things, bad people will fill those holes.”

  Shirley didn't remember where she heard this sentence, but at this moment she stood up from her chair and walked to the window of the office to look at the scenery that once belonged to her own world.

   Mason said something before that deeply hurt her.

  He said that he finally knew why old K was in so much pain at the end of his life.

  In fact, Ciri still concealed some things from Mason.

  About the disaster in the Caribbean world. When old K received an order from the Society of Stars to spread the zombie virus in the Caribbean world, he also sought out Ciri and resisted that task, and Ciri finally persuaded him in the name of the organization needing him to lurk.

   Ciri thought she had convinced him.

   "Cirly the Hound."

  The silver-haired huntress closed her eyes and said something in a low voice, then she took a deep breath, turned around, walked to the drawer and opened it, took out an old-style communication device, and activated a special communication module.

   After a few seconds, she said to the phone:

   "Morgan, do you still remember the proposal made by V last time? I thought about it and think your ideas may make sense, so act now.

  I will deploy an additional portal module for you in the next hour.

  But you have to complete the transfer of the two special D-level worlds that you have marked in the next three days, those worlds that you think can be saved but are judged to be 'worthless'.

  Remember!

  Here's your proposal! So don't complain about being tired next, okay? "

   "Afterlife team received! Set off immediately."

  Morgan Blackhand’s voice came from it, with a bit of consternation, but when accepting the task, the mercenary leader from the 2077 era asked curiously:

   "Mr. Hunter, didn't you say that this proposal is too risky and may cause us to be exposed? Why all of a sudden?"

   "It's nothing, it's just that there is an extra module at hand, it's a pity to just dispose of it like this."

   Xili glanced expressionlessly at the magic pocket on the table, and she said:

   "Give me a coordinate and I'll send the mod over there.

  By the way, Morgan, in your name, please contact the captains of the three teams of 'Holy Shield', 'Defender' and 'Punishment' for me. I'll be waiting for them at Fort of Stars.

   Just wait an hour!

  I would also like to take this opportunity to see if they and us are the same way.”

  —

"Snapped"

  A box of things was thrown into the hold of the Black Pearl from a dark place. Amidst the noisy noise, a strange guy tried to crawl in through a very small crack.

   But it's like he miscalculated the size.

  It looks like an adult trying to climb through a tunnel prepared for a child, but in the end he can only get stuck in it awkwardly. His posture is like a monkey being crushed under the mountain, only his left hand and head are left to move.

   He sighed, cursing his bad luck under his breath.

   As if he's used to this terrible situation, after several minutes of cursing and trying to get out or retreat, the guy lost his mind and activated something in the dark.

  With a sound of "buzz", his whole body "shattered into pieces", the screaming head plus a small half of the word smashed into the cabin in the explosion-like splash of flesh and blood, and landed on a person's feet with two slaps.

  The "messenger" blinked, looked up and saw Mason wearing Isu vanguard armor, holding a cool-looking technological rifle and staring at him speechlessly.

  The guy who sneaked into the Black Pearl decided to show his friendliness, so he raised his only hand and said to Mason:

"Hello."

   "Hi, Wade."

   Mason recognized the guy.

  He put the improved version of the Widowmaker behind his back, squatted down and looked at the "human stick" in front of him, hesitating whether to pick up his torn body.

  Mason should do it.

   But he doesn't want to, because it's too disgusting.

   This guy almost blew himself up.

   "Did Your Excellency Swordsman ask you to send this transfer gate module?"

  Mason quickly changed the subject, pretending that he had a sudden eye disease and didn't see the body wreckage covering the bilge at all. He said:

   "Why don't you go through the main entrance? I have specially sent someone to wait for you at the gate of the world."

   "How boring is it to go through the front door?"

  The guy with the black and red hood immediately boasted triumphantly:

   "I'm on a secret mission that can't be discovered by the villains of the Star Society. Secret mission, do you understand? Confidentiality is the first priority.

  It's a pity that this teleportation belt has a TM problem again.

  I knew that the group of **** engineers in Starsburg were too fashionable. They guaranteed that the accident rate had dropped to below 15.24%.

   As a result, I was hit every time. If it didn't work a few times, I would really wonder if they were trying to retaliate against me. Don't worry, it only takes a few minutes for me to grow back.

   Well, I can already feel my calves."

   "Well, God, this scene is really terrible."

   Mason covered his eyes with his hands.

  As an alchemist, Rao has seen many disgusting pictures, but the one in front of him really belongs to the kind that should be put on a mosaic.

  He couldn't bear the **** smell here, so he took out a good quality healing potion and poured it on the A-level personnel under his feet to help him recover faster.

A few minutes later, the A-level personnel who finally "grew back", the Deadpool lord nicknamed "Madman" finally stood up. He cheered all over, wiped off the sweat that didn't exist, and swung his hips again. He made a wretched movement to confirm that all his parts were there, and then turned to look at Mason who was already checking the transfer door components.

  He stepped forward, put his hand on Mason's shoulder very familiarly, and said without hesitation:

   "What are you capable of, buddy?"

   "I have some Isu blood, can make some things, and my guns are pretty accurate. Other than that, I'm just a weak C-level person."

  Mason replied modestly and casually.

  He is checking the integrity of the extra components used on the World Gate, if it is sent by someone else, there is no need to check it at all.

   But since the delivery person is this guy, Mason felt that he had to check at least three times.

   But Mr. Wade was very dissatisfied with Mason's answer. The white eyepatch on his blood-stained crimson mask twisted into big and small eyes according to his mood, and he blew his beard and stared and said:

   "That's not what I asked, I mean uh, forget it, let's not talk about that.

   But I found that something is wrong with you, young man. Ordinary C-level personnel would feel trepidation when they see an A-level boss like me. Some enthusiastic C-level little sisters even took the initiative to invite me to 'guidance' them.

  Why are you so calm?

  I'm still waiting for you to slip me some presents to befriend me or something. In other words, if it weren't for this benefit, who would want to travel so far.

  Swordsman assured me that you are rich and spend a lot of money. "

   "Well, it's probably because I just saw an A-level person die in front of me a few days ago, tsk tsk, that's a terrible death."

  Mason glanced at the disgruntled guy beside him, and said:

   "Maybe I haven't come out of that shadow yet, so I neglected you, Mr. Wade, please forgive me, gift. Of course I am prepared, how could I let you make this trip in vain?

   Let me see, where did I put that thing?

  That was my choice.

   Oh, here it is! "

  Mason took out the "Cerberus Reward" from his arms and tossed it up and down in his hands. Only he could see the Isu ghost Consus hovering beside Mason to dissuade him:

   "Don't! Giving him this thing will turn him into a monster. He doesn't have Isu blood."

  Mason pretended not to hear.

   Throwing the dangerous but mysterious biological mutagen to the deadpool who came to deliver the things, the latter smiled when he saw the benefits.

  The **** crimson mask turned into a crooked smile for some reason.

  He whistled and took the thing in his hand. The instant the biological mutagen came into contact with it, a piece of alien animal gene was injected into Deadpool's already unstable gene sequence.

  The latter yelled back a few steps and fell to his knees.

As the dark Isu fragments merged into his body, his appearance began to change drastically. Amidst the deep roar, within a few minutes, a "big guy" with a height of four meters, long horns, hooves and a tail was in the cabin. Standing up shaking his head.

"this"

  The Isu biologist Consus next to Mason was stunned.

  he exclaimed:

   "Isn't this mutation too fast? To what extent should his genes be loose? Is this person put together by building blocks? Just give a mutagenesis signal to mutate to this extent?"

   "Ah! How did I become a bull?"

  Deadpool was turned into a monster, but he didn't panic at all.

  He didn't realize that he was "contradicted" at all. Instead, he tilted his head with interest and looked at his hands, hooves and tail dangling behind his back.

   "This is a 'Druid Transformer', Lord Wade."

  Mason stepped forward and picked up the camera to capture this precious "experimental picture" while explaining:

  “When you hold the Behemoth Heart, you will be randomly transformed into four legendary creatures, namely the Tauren, Medusa, Cyclops and Sphinx.

   This is my carefully crafted artifact.

  Ordinary people will die after using it once, but your special performance allows you to use it unlimited times.

  If you are willing to accept a little modification, you can also 'unlock' the more powerful 'mythical form' Cerberus for 'free'! That is the three-headed **** dog.

  Of course, this small operation has to wait until we finish this job, and I will complete this small transformation operation for you when we meet next time. "

"Wow, that sounds cool, man, I love this shapeshifter! Like those cool shapeshifting belts that weird guys find, the gestures and voices are really shameful when transforming, but I really I really want to make one for myself.

  Unfortunately, I have been unable to find a way. "

   Deadpool, who turned into a Minotaur Minotaur, is more than four meters tall. This cabin can't hold him at all. He can only squat in place, touching the sharp and huge horns and screaming at Mason:

   "You are so generous, I will definitely say good things to you when I go back, but how can this thing change back? Although this is cool, I can't always be like this.

  Speaking of which, after becoming a tauren, why do I suddenly want to go around Cyclops' house?

   Or any married woman whose husband is not at home."

  He shook his head and squatted on the ground imitating a cow, and then saw Mason draw out the rifle behind his back and aim at his heart, and said to him in the hissing charging sound:

   "It's a bit troublesome to change back, you have to dig out the heart of the giant beast from your body.

  Ordinary people will die if they do this, but you won't die, so I said that only a "magnificent man" like you is worthy of this transformation device.

   Are you ready?

   I'm going to shoot, it might hurt a little. "

   "Oh, that's it, then you should be on time!"

  Deadpool stood in position and exposed his heart to Mason. The young man also pulled the trigger bang and opened a hole in the Deadpool tauren's chest.

   The blood-stained Cerberus Bounty hit the ground with a bang, and rolled to Mason's feet again, while the huge corpse in front of him fell to the ground while bleeding, and quickly changed back from monster form to human form.

   After a few more minutes, Deadpool got up from the ground in good spirits.

   There was still blood on his chest, but he was full of energy. He happily took the box containing the biological mutagen from Mason, whistled and waved goodbye to him and said:

   "I'm leaving now, generous fellow, I'll give you a good word in front of the professor, see you next time! Remember my minor surgery, I'm still waiting.

   Tsk tsk, I can do so much with three heads.

  Thinking about it makes me excited."

   After speaking, he activated the tattered teleportation belt on his battle suit again.

   With a bang, this incomprehensible guy disappeared in place, leaving an arm in place under the twitching gaze of Mason's eyes, and the five fingers were still twitching. This picture is simply too ghostly.

   Then another black hole appeared, and another hand reached out to pick up the arm he left behind and disappeared completely with a whoosh.

   "That guy."

  The Isu ghost hovering behind Mason's cloak said with great interest:

   "With such a powerful self-healing power, he is a perfect test subject."

   "Yes, he is."

  Mason took out a recording board marked with the biological mutagenesis test from behind, and made a serial number for the photos he just took, and pasted it on it. He complained to Consus:

   "This guy has been crazy for a long time, his brain is hard to be interested in normal things, and if he wants to fool him, he has to do some hard work.

I installed a recording device in that biological mutagen, which will record in detail the biological data of Wade Wilson every time he uses it. When we meet next time, the data needed to reproduce this experiment should be enough .

   But are all the subordinates of Your Excellency Swordsman mutants?

  Wade said something like 'professor' before he left. "

  Mason rubbed his chin, and after a few seconds, he said with a delicate expression:

   "It seems that after the matter here is over, I have to check my genes in depth."

   "No need to check, my brother."

  Consus hovered behind Mason and said:

   "The shroud has a perfect biological information extraction function. Your carrier is an ordinary human being. When awakened, it possesses the triple-helix DNA characteristics of Isu creatures."

   “I used to think so too.”

   Mason looked at his fingers and said:

   "But to be honest, I don't dare to be so sure now."

  (end of this chapter)