The track of dawn in the world of American manga

Chapter 182 65. Look, I just said it's not easy.
Mason, standing in front of the World Gate again, took a deep breath.

His life after rebirth has been entangled with this strange thing from the very beginning, and it seems that it can no longer be separated. This thing has almost become a part of his new life.

The three people behind him didn't have so much emotion. They were fully armed and were checking their equipment.

Ertong and Zhakang still wore the imitation bat suit made by Mason, but this time Barbara changed into a special black onesie, which was covered with various data sockets and modules for quick intrusion And connecting lines, as well as micro LED lights are dotted around the clothes, making this simple thing look full of a sense of "future".

This is the hacker combat suit that Judy gave her.

It is the favorite equipment of hackers in the 2077 world. It can not only improve the efficiency of invasion operations, but also cool down the body when necessary to avoid the bad consequences caused by overheating of the intelligent prosthetic body.

"Judy said that I should also modify the arm to install a single molecular wire or a ballistic launcher, and if I want to use a smart weapon, I have to install a smart connection on the palm.

In addition to the currently implanted operating system, a frontal cortex RAM management device should be connected.

But these things have to be done step by step, and I can proceed to the next step after my body adapts to the operating system and the electronic access cabin and no longer produces too many rejection reactions. "

Barbara described her "upgrade plan" to Ertong and Zhakang, and the two big men felt a toothache when they heard it.

"You'd better take it easy."

Mason didn't like Batgirl's transformation plan at all. He took out a box and put it in front of the three of them. After opening it, it contained several rings, earrings and collar pin accessories.

All the magic accessories filled with gravitonium were made by him before he set off, which can be regarded as a temporary weapon upgrade.

He glanced at Barbara and said:

"Judy should have told you that the more prosthetic bodies are installed, the greater the impact on the human body. I have never thought that this way of sacrificing health for abilities is so advanced.

How uncomfortable it would be for Gordon and Grayson if you really turned yourself into a 'doll'. "

"Isn't this still there? Mason."

Barbara didn't care.

While wearing a bat-shaped earring on her left ear, she waved her hands nonchalantly and said:

"You are a master alchemist. I believe that with the power of your magic potion, I will live a healthy and healthy life with my strange components until the day I die of old age."

"I can't do it."

Mason pursed his lips and said something, and then heard Barbara say in a long voice:

"Hey, this is not what a responsible captain should say, as the captain, isn't it natural for you to take care of our players?
Gordon is still your guardian, you should call me sister, Mason.

See, then you have two better reasons to protect me, don't you? "

"I really owe you in my last life!"

Mason rolled his eyes, took a bottle of "special white honey" from his medicine belt, and handed it to Barbara, saying:

"It was originally a drug to remove toxicity. I modified the formula to weaken the rejection reaction caused by the implant. Remember to take a sip every morning. Judy should have a special drug to reduce the burden on the body from the prosthesis. Wait for me Once you get it, fine-tune it specifically for your situation.

Don't get any more prosthetics until I get this done. "

"I knew you were the best, Mason."

Barbara unscrewed the cork and took a sip of the white honey, then let out a long breath, and followed Mason into the rotating light curtain in front of her, followed closely by the second barrel.

Zha Kang was the last to pass.

Before leaving, he also released a magic to weaken the time-space disturbance of the world gate so that other trackers would not come to the door again.

But everyone in the K team knew that they were only one step away from the final exposure.

Judging from the information gathered from all aspects, Batman and Zatanna may already know their identities, and it is only a simple matter of time before the K team becomes a street rat in this world.

But Mason is already preparing for this one.

The rest of the party didn't ask him about his plans, but they believed that Mason's wisdom would see them through, even the most rogue Jargon believed it.

"Swish"

The figures of four people soon appeared under the dark night of the world of assassins.

They landed in a lively city square. Mason turned around and saw the Eiffel Tower standing not far behind him, and the French echoing around represented that they were in France.

"Old K found the golden apple in a monastery in France last time. Now it seems that the World Gate projection he left behind has been destroyed, so let us teleport here randomly."

Mason pressed down the hat on his head, watched the lively scene around vigilantly, and wondered how many of these people were killers wandering here with a mission.

The worst situation right now is that in the next second thousands of people in the entire square draw their weapons at the four of them biu~biu~biu.

After a while, he shook his head and put this terrible thought behind him. For this world where the assassin's inheritance has almost been developed to the extreme, it is almost impossible to judge the identity of an assassin from the appearance.

Mason said to Constantine beside him:
"Ready to teleport, John, we're going to New York. There's a device there that can unlock the message from the Golden Apple."

"you sure?"

Konstantin looked away from the plump buttocks of the lady beside him who smiled sweetly at him, and exhaled a smoke ring and said:
"This cross-continent group teleportation will leave me in a magically weakened state for the next few hours, and I won't be able to help you much if you get it wrong."

"Sure! I just need some time to confirm the detailed location of that place. Don't worry, I have a plan."

Mason confirmed it once, then looked back at Ertu and Barbara.

The blue light in Batgirl's left eye is obviously trying to use her newly implanted hacker operating system to hack into nearby devices for fun, and Er Tuo's reaction is quite strange.

This guy seemed to have blown his hair, and he kept looking around with a vigilant and gloomy gaze.

Judging by the way his fingers were placed in the luggage, he knew that this guy was ready to draw the Gryffindor Revenge Sword at any time to kill the Quartet.

"what happened?"

Mason asked.

Ertong touched his neck and said with some discomfort:
"There was murderous intent, it was close by, I could feel it. It was like being in the training camp in Nandalbat, I knew this feeling all too well.

There are definitely killers lurking in this square, and the kind of killing intent that can't be provoked means that they are all good hands.

Let's leave now. "

"Are you overreacting?"

Zha Kang picked up a cigarette again and brought the three of them to a hidden location to start casting magic teleportation. His fingers were wrapped with green fluorescent light, and he said to Er Tong, who was vigilantly looking around and staring indifferently at everyone who approached:

"Although it's a world of assassins, it's not like this kind of public square is full of killers, right? This is too outrageous."

"No, John, Jason feels right."

Barbara pointed to the top of her head with a serious face, and said:
"I just hacked into 27 surveillance cameras in different directions, and after switching to infrared mode, I found that at least one hundred people in the square were carrying assassination guns.

If you count the knife and liquid toxin, there will be more people.

He is not exaggerating.

There are really killers everywhere! "

"Fuck! I've seen the devil."

Zha Kang's expression changed.

He cast spells a little faster, and Mason's hand was already on the kinetic pistol at his waist. He and the second barrel were protecting it, one on the left and one on the right, and they would shoot if there was anything wrong.

Barbara threw out two palm-sized "Pterodactyl" drones that were controlled by brain prosthetics to hover around, focusing on those guys who were found carrying weapons.

Her expression is also quite serious.

Although half of one foot has stepped into the category of superhumans now, the feeling of staying with a group of professional killers who pretend to be normal people to enjoy life in the square but are still ready to draw their guns and work at any time in this situation is really amazing. not too good.

It's about as bad as a mugger breaking into a bank to work only to meet Fobler's payday.

One minute later, a portal leading to New York City in this world was built, and Zha Kang was the first to rush in, followed by the three of them and left the dangerous square.

But at the same time as they disappeared into the landscape of the Eiffel Tower, somewhere in the square, the screen of a special surveillance camera went black.

"Record!"

In a busy super-large office area far away from here, an OL lady with black-rimmed glasses and a cool tattoo on her neck kept tapping out some complex data on the keyboard in front of her, while Very professionally reported to the communicator at hand in elegant French:

"The first stage of monitoring of the new space-time disturbance event is over, and its energy characteristics are completely consistent with the fluctuations generated when the No. 77 space-time disturbance event occurred 307 days ago in the records.

Initially certified as an outsider entering this world for the second time.

However, according to the appearance characteristics obtained by real-time monitoring, it is judged that they are not the remaining members of the 'K' team.

At the same time, judging from the results of a series of high-risk warnings triggered by the No. 307 space-time disturbance event, the space-time disturbance should be assigned as a 'level three event'.

It needs to be submitted to the European headquarters for assessment and send at least one 'sage' for close observation until the end of the space-time disturbance event.

Saint No. 19 in the French headquarters is already waiting for the departure order. "

A moment later, a low voice came from the communicator at her wrist:

"The three-level incident response process has been initiated. The No. 307 space-time disturbance incident has been taken over by the North American headquarters, and the monitoring by the French branch has ended. Thank you for your information."

"Ok?"

This reply surprised Miss OL.

She pushed her glasses and asked:
"Why did the North American headquarters take over this incident? This is completely out of line! The 307th space-time disturbance event caused the French branch to lose an important sacred object, the Golden Apple. We regard it as a shame and are always ready to clean up our failure.

It is up to us to recover the sacred objects! "

There was a moment of silence on the other side of the communicator, and he replied:

"First of all, the target is suspected of using space teleportation to land in New York, which is the sphere of influence of the North American branch, and it is only natural for them to take over.

Secondly, this matter involves the sacred object, the Golden Apple, and not a certain branch can handle it alone.

Finally, the time for the third impact event is approaching, and according to the instructions of the Presbyterian Church, we are about to start the "netting" operation worldwide.

All the Saints and Masters under the European Headquarters will be involved in the inevitable and cruel siege operations. Under such circumstances, weakening your strength is not in line with our plan.

Do you have any questions?my sister. "

Miss OL pursed her lips, and after a moment of silence, she replied:
"The order is confirmed! The French branch of the Brotherhood will no longer interfere with the No. 307 space-time disturbance incident."

"very good."

The voice in the communicator turned calm, and he said:

"Now send over the information you have collected."

The young lady in charge of monitoring and information collection immediately got up, picked up the printed photos of the four members of Team K, and walked to a fax machine to transmit them to the North American headquarters.

On the shelf next to this fax machine, various materials about space-time disturbance events have been packed densely.

They were collected in the form of small groups, not only the head portraits and specific information of the members of the Star Society who entered the world, but also their weakness analysis in some documents.

There are also some documents on the shelf on the other side, but the heads of the members of the Stars Club on those documents are all marked with big Xs.

This represents the assassination of these people has ended.

And the deaths of these lackeys without exception are all because they are too close to the "truth" that this world deliberately hides.

After the young lady finished transmitting the information of Mason and others, she turned around and put the photos of the four people into one of the folders labeled "K".

The photos stored in it have been marked with death marks except for old K. These photos marked with a red X represent the truth of the last group destruction of old K's team.

Mason's judgment is completely accurate, this B-level world is not as simple as it appears on the surface.
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"what!"

On the other side, at the same time that the four of Mason walked out of Zhakang's portal, Barbara clutched her forehead and let out a painful cry.There was a strange red gleam in the pupil of her left eye, she looked up at the night sky and said to Mason:

"Someone is monitoring us. This time, the monitoring signal transition was very sudden, so I caught it. I tried to trace back but failed. The other party's technology level is very high.

At least much higher than our standard. "

"So we've been discovered?"

Zha Kang, who was a little weak due to transcontinental teleportation, looked around, pinched a ball of sparks with his fingers, and said with a smoke ring:
"Will mad killers rush out from all sides in the next second and kill us?"

"Probably not."

Mason took a look at the golden apple in his bag, shook his head and said:
"If they were going to attack us in the square just now, they should have done it, and now it's just monitoring to prove that they have no further plans to take action.

But it turns out that this place seems to be more dangerous than we thought.

And I guess once we dig into the secrets of this thing, waiting for us will be more than just being monitored.

John, you go to the stars to ask for information in the safe zone of New York, use your expertise in communication, and hire a group of people from there if we need help. "

"Row."

Constantine did not refuse, he glanced at the three of Mason and said:
"What about you?"

"We'll go to Abstergo's New York headquarters, and we should be able to find the information we need there."

Mason glanced at the throbbing advertisements for new drugs on the neon billboards beyond the alley, which had helped him figure out the address of Abstergo Corporation.

He rubs his forehead.

Recalling the process of the inheritance and evolution of Assassins and Templars in my mind, as well as the frightening scenes of those amazing Master Assassins in the midst of thousands of troops, I said to the three people beside me:

"But it's still the same sentence, the sooner the better, I'm starting to have an ominous premonition."

"what!"

Just as Mason finished speaking, Barbara let out another cry of pain.

She twitched her mouth and said:
"Seven data intrusions in a row, and this time a mutant Trojan horse virus was used, what a hell! I just burned their data interface in reverse, but I don't think it will last long.

If Judy hadn't replaced me with the most advanced operating system with anti-hacking protocol in the next life team, I would have really fallen for it this time.

But it's not a problem to be beaten passively like this all the time.

Come on, Mason.

Find their network security identification code before my operating system firewall is breached, or my brain will be filled with viruses! "

"You chose it yourself, who is to blame?"

Mason pouted and said:

"Do you want Judy to install another anti-virus software in your brain next time? Don't wait until the system shuts down suddenly when you and Grayson are posting, it will be hard to explain."

(End of this chapter)