The Track of Dawn In the World of Marvel

  Chapter 393 8. Your pretenders are dying all the time, but my logging is endless - Gagen【820】

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   "You look very pale. It is said that the little guy from another world wants a cup of 'Galaxy Special Brew'? This is my own family craft. It tastes very good, and Wakanda people like it."

  In the lounge of the Black Panther's palace, Mason stared speechlessly at the big purple sweet potato essence who was persuading him to drink with a friendly face.

  He feels a lot of pressure.

Hello!

  Is this kind of friendly expression supposed to appear on Thanos' face?

   Rather than serving as a bartender in your son-in-law's Royal Bar, shouldn't you slaughter half the people on the spot to demonstrate your majesty as the Mad Titan and the "Director of the Planned Parenthood of the Universe"?

   And are you serious about pinching half a lemon in my wine?

   Come to a whole one!

  You miser bartender, I really need something sour right now to relieve my stress!

  Mason felt very uncomfortable because his heart was full of holes and he couldn't spit it out, so he took the cosmic special brew from Thanos with strange eyes, and killed a third of it with his head up.

  Harley and Zhang Parker beside him didn't have so many troubles.

  Both of these guys are into the idea of ​​having a good time, and they've been drinking with the rest of the Guardians of the Galaxy Vol.

Including Ms. Nebula, the "quasi-queen" wearing a long Wakanda dress with wavy curls, including the former commander of the Kree Empire's stalker, Kolas the stalker who defected because he admired the prestige of the star-lord, and also includes A duck walking upright, wearing a suit and hat with a sad face, is chatting with Harry's two dogs.

   That's right, the famous Howard the Duck is also a member of this parallel world version of the Guardians of the Galaxy.

   But it’s hard to tell whether Mr. Duck is “playing” the role of Grodd or Rocket Raccoon here, and it always feels like it’s a bit of a side.

   Agent Natasha and her team are at the edge of this very lively Royal Bar. Although they did not participate in the lively reception, they are tired and really need to release the pressure.

Captain Carter and Agent Hill are currently discussing important matters with the king nicknamed "Galaxy Panther" and formerly nicknamed "Star Lord". Since the Heavenly Sword can't wait for a long time, Mason feels that the meeting will be over soon. There will be results.

   "Mr. K, can we adopt that duck?"

  Harry, who had a great time playing, came over and said to Mason in a drunken way:

  "Mr. Howard is so funny. He will tell me jokes about the duck world. They also have clown ducks, which sound similar to me."

  Her hand went all the way down Mason's waist, but was blocked by Mason's hand before reaching the finish line.

  Mr. K glanced again at the titan bartender Thanos who was wiping the wine glass but winking at him, and he felt his brain temperature rise again.

   "This hellish world! It's like putting all the impossible together. I really don't know what I will encounter in the future?"

  Mason drank the Thanos hand-picked universe special brew in his hand in one gulp.

  Ms. Robin said in surprise:

   "Don't you need to think about the improvement plan of superhuman medicine?"

   "I just solved that problem fifteen minutes ago, cutie, it seems that the speed of brain thinking in the state of speed and force is conducive to solving complex problems."

   Mason looked back at her and said:

   "So before we move on to the next suffering subject, shouldn't we reward ourselves? We need a room to be alone"

"unnecessary!"

  Harry cheered.

Smelling of alcohol, she carried Mason into the bathroom next to her and locked the door with a click. There was a burst of whistles from the bar. It was obvious that these unscrupulous guys already knew what was going to happen next. .

   Half an hour later, Captain Carter and King Star-Lord returned to the bar together.

Although it has been several years since he returned to his hometown, T’Challa, who made a name for himself in the Southern Milky Way when he was young, still maintains the style of a "cosmic prodigal son". He prefers this style when he gets along with his own people. A relaxed environment.

   Seeing the arrival of the king, the group of people who were having fun also quieted down. They knew that the Black Panther would definitely announce something.

   "唰"

The black panther helmet on T'Challa's face was retracted into the leopard tooth necklace around his neck, revealing a majestic and free-spirited face. He took the wine glass from his mechanical lover Nebula and looked at him in front of him. All said:

   "We're leaving in ten minutes, heading to Mars orbit to assist the Tianjian space station, that old **** Nick Fury is waiting for us to rescue him.

  Guardians of the Galaxy are back to their old ways. "

"cool!"

  The drunken Kree stalker yelled:

   "I'm going to activate the Galactic Miranda right now, we'll be there in just thirty minutes!"

   "Take my armory."

  Star Lord Black Panther reminded:

   "We're going to kill the Quartet this time! Just like before, get rid of those annoying people!"

   These words made the atmosphere in the Royal Bar hot again.

  But of course it is impossible for the king to bring only his own "private guard" when he goes out. Wakanda's ancestral Doramji guard is also ready to go.

This group of bald-headed sisters who trained themselves as "Black Panther's Claw" and "Wakanda Valkyrie" did not fear the deformed aliens. After drinking heavily, they went into the arsenal to choose combat weapons for themselves. Vibranium armor and a leopard-clawed spear.

   Of course, not everyone agrees with this rescue operation.

  Ms. Okoye, the loyal and loyal guard general of His Majesty the Black Panther, raised objections. This powerful female warrior whispered to the king after drinking:

   "Your Majesty, I admit that the current situation is dangerous, especially since our court is also suspected of being infiltrated by Skrulls, it is necessary to assist the Heavenly Sword Bureau.

   But you must stay in the country and take charge of the overall situation. Once our rear is unstable, there is no need to fight this battle. "

   "Isn't the queen mother here?"

  Hei Panther waved his hands, and put his arm around the slender waist of his girlfriend Xing Yun, who looked heroic in battle attire, and said to his general:

   "Besides, Eric will stay here for me to sit in the court. I am His Majesty the Black Panther, and he is the Prince of the Leopard. If the two brothers work together, Wakanda will be as strong as gold."

   "I'm worried about him"

  The female general sighed and said:

   "Prince Eric obeys you because your charisma has moved him, but his family background is always a hidden danger. Your Majesty, Princess Su Rui is more suitable than him.

  But I know, I can’t persuade you, so this time, Ayu’s commander Doramji Guards will go out with you, and I will lead the rest of the troops to sit in my hometown. "

   "You always make me free from all worries, my general."

  Black Panther laughed and poured a glass of wine for his general, and joked:

   "If you hadn't been married and had children when I returned to my hometown, I would have pursued you with all my might."

   "You say that to every woman you meet, my lord."

  The loyal general rolled his eyes and complained:

   "If Ms. Xingyun didn't pay close attention, when the representative of mutants, Ms. Storm, came to visit last time, you probably would have had an extra lover.

  You look at Ms. Ororo like you want to eat her"

   "Hush!"

   T'Challa winked at his nonsense general, but these words had already been heard by Xing Yun.

  The straightforward and hot alien girl stepped on the foot of her flirtatious boyfriend, and then left the bar with her big adoptive father.

   "It's all your fault, Okoye."

   This scene made Star Lord Black Panther sigh and say:

   "As a general, shouldn't you hide these secrets for your king? Besides, I just treated Ms. Ororo to a cup of afternoon tea."

   "By the way, I kissed him and took off his shirt. If Ayou hadn't discovered it early, your harem would be on fire."

  The general made another soft cut, she sighed and said:

   "Your Majesty, Wakanda is a monogamous country. As a king, you must strictly abide by the law."

  “I like my hometown, and I am willing to dedicate everything to it, really.”

  Star Lord Black Panther lowered his head and watched his general leave. He whispered sullenly:

   "But maybe, this place really isn't suitable for a prodigal son like me."

   "I just heard someone say that they want to send their younger brother to stay in prison?"

  Mason's voice sounded at this moment.

  He helped the peachy-faced Harley to pull out a chair and sit at the bar. Since the bartender Thanos had left, he could only pour himself and the cutie a glass of after-the-fact drinks.

  He raised his glass to Star-Lord T'Challa who was leaning next to him, and said:

   "Listen to your general, Your Majesty, that is not a good idea. The threat to the Skrulls comes from their natural ability to disguise, but the threat to humans comes from hearts that cannot be guessed.

   In my opinion, the latter is obviously more terrifying. "

   “Eric is a great guy.”

  Black Panther raised his wine glass and clinked glasses with this strange guest. He explained:

  "During the years when I was taken captive by the damned Yondu to the southern galaxy, Eric had been trained as the crown prince of the kingdom. You know, if I hadn't suddenly returned from the stars, the throne should have belonged to him.

   Are you Mason?

  Carter said that you are from outside the world, you are the one who uncovered the peace of the Skrulls for us, and you helped us make a counterattack plan.

   But I'm curious, are outsiders as friendly and unrequited as you? "

  “I am eager to be rewarded, but now is not the time to harvest it.”

   Mason shrugged and said:

   "As for friendliness? No, my colleagues have many, many advantages, such as greedy enough and cold-blooded enough, but you can't describe them as friendly.

  Kindness is never a virtue of Stellaris, as for me... I just look crooked. "

"Oh, I get it."

   Star Lord Black Panther is obviously a very smart person. He understood Mason's hidden meaning, but time was tight and the two of them didn't have too many opportunities to chat.

  With the Doramji Guards at the ready, an elegant spaceship apparently armed with vibranium technology ascends into the sky from the Wakanda court.

   This is a real spaceship for space travel.

   According to Colas, the mechanic of the Guardians of the Galaxy, it can reach the Sky Sword in thirty minutes.

   Even these thirty minutes, Mason didn't want to waste.

  He activated a special signal in the special communication cabin, which was a secret communication that had never been actively contacted before. After waiting patiently for more than ten seconds, the communication was connected.

   On the optical projection in front of Mason's eyes, there appeared a guy with a face as pale as a vampire, a diamond-shaped bloodstone on his forehead, and a hazy temperament that didn't look like a good guy at first glance.

   "Mr. Sinister, has Utopia achieved results in its genetic research on the Skrulls?"

  Mason sat on a chair and asked straight to the point:

   "My biological decoy bombs have been ineffective against them. They have upgraded their transformation ability to block the loopholes. I have no choice but to turn to you, the best biologist among mutants, for help."

   "Most? No, you can't call a researcher that. There are many biologists in Utopia. I'm just a member of my compatriots who is better at this field."

  The gloomy Mister Evil corrected:

   "This is a violation of the advertising laws of many parallel worlds, and may get you into trouble. However, there are already some results."

  As a super villain, he did not hesitate to transmit his achievements to Mason by means of communication. He said:

   "The Skrull's camouflage ability reminds me of an outstanding compatriot. After obtaining Mystique's consent, I fused her X gene fragment with the Skrull's gene.

  The result is gratifying.

  After tens of thousands of years of evolution, those aliens have made their genes very flexible, and they can combine with blood cells that can be changed at will to create infinite possibilities.

  But all of this is still a process that can only be completed through will manipulation.

  After adding Mystique's gene fragments, their already outstanding deformation ability has been 'upgraded' again, and the genetic changes have made their self-transformation even without the manipulation of will.

  Instinct!

  Mason, my outstanding compatriot, you must learn to use the instinct of all creatures to evolve, no matter whether the evolution brings benefits or disadvantages."

  Mr. Sinister let out a deep laugh.

  He stroked an ordinary mug in his hand, and stuck a pen on the mug under Mason's gaze. The next moment, the "mug" screamed and twisted into an identical signature pen.

   This process made Mason's eyes light up.

  He already understood the thinking and operation of Mister Sinister, he said:

   "The genetic shocks used for interference will be repelled by the Skrull's instinct as a threat, and I guess their self-upgrading is achieved in this way.

   But if it is a beneficial reinforcement, the Skrull's immune system will not be activated.

   If their transformation and camouflage abilities are upgraded from 'active skills' to 'passive skills', then the overly sensitive camouflage power will also make them invisible.

  Functional loss of control due to inability to master mutant power.

   You are a true genius. "

   "No, I'm just a little sharper than my countrymen."

  Mister Sinister declined such praise.

  After seeing that Mason had understood his thoughts, he talked about another matter. He took out a small bottle that was undergoing a certain reaction, shook the gurgling liquid in it, and said to Mason:

   "The Skrull's genes are being analyzed, and it will take a few days to produce a complete map. This process is not difficult, but it is only the first stage compared to the terrible results you want to achieve.

  Mason, I understand your idea of ​​developing a "civilization destroying" weapon against the Skrulls. I think this idea is very bold and courageous.

  I just doubt your ability. "

  He narrowed his **** eyes and said to Mason:

   "Can you really do this by yourself? Your communication coordinates come from an unknown world. I guess you have encountered the 'Skrull problem'. Do you really need assistance from your hometown and compatriots?

  We are family.”

   "You always give me chills when you pretend to be a kind elder and talk like this. We all know that this is not your design."

  Mason answered frankly:

   "I will need help from Utopia, but not now. I can still deal with it right now. As for the research and development of the 'Skrull Plague', I don't think it will trouble me.

   After all, in some world backgrounds, the profession of alchemist is always associated with plagues and horrors.

   I have no intention of reversing this stereotype.

  Please tell the Supreme Professor and the X Council, who feel pressured by the malicious provocation and declaration of war by the Skrulls, that as the honorary X knight of Utopia, I will help my compatriots solve this trouble.

  Since the X royal family advocates blood for blood, then I will execute the punishment of tooth for tooth! "

  Mr. Sinister nodded.

  He replied with a serious and meaningful expression:

   "It is admirable that you took the initiative to apply to become an 'executor' to take responsibility for your hometown, so one day in the future, when someone provokes you, we will also regard it as a declaration of war against all mutants.

  The aid you receive depends on the value you demonstrate.

   Mason Cooper.

  We have kept our eyes open and sat in the front row. Now, let the family see the "miracle" you have promoted. "

  (end of this chapter)