The track of dawn in the world of American manga

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

Mason had a terrible night's sleep.

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

It was already dawn when he opened his eyes, and the sky was still a little dark but the darkness had dispersed. Kite Man, who was cooking breakfast by the campfire, glanced at Mason, who stood up and rubbed his eyes.

He quipped:

"I guess you must like Superman and Wonder Woman."

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

Mason looked at him doubtfully, and the Kite Man shrugged and said:

"You had a really restless night's sleep. With your eyes closed, you called Wonder Woman 67 times, Superman 138 times, and some other names I've never heard of.

very messy.

So, I guess your nightmare must be terrible."

"You are really boring, Mr. Counter."

The young man curled his lips, raised his head and drank some water to rinse his mouth. Then he heard the kite man say quietly:

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

"Shut up!"

Mason, who had always behaved calmly and rationally, became so angry at this moment that he 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've gone too far as a little brother. Why didn't the clown kill you?

Is it because you can fly?

"Just laugh your ass off."

Mason calmed himself down, picked up the breakfast mush that the Kite Man had graciously handed to him, and put it in his mouth. He took out Mr. Potter's diary from his pocket and threw it to him, gesturing for him to read it himself.

The Kite Man took it in his hand and glanced at it, then his expression became more and more serious, and by the end he was full of panic.

He finally understood why Mason had such nightmares.

"Is this doomsday disaster planned? Olechet! What are the origins of those 'world destroyers' that sound so scary?"

The Kite Man returned the diary to Mason with shaking hands. He ate his breakfast with a tasteless taste and said:

"You're worried that our world won't either! We have Batman! We have Superman! We are much more powerful than the wizards in this world!

They don’t dare to come.”

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

Mason said softly:

"You have also seen that dragon with your own eyes. There should be other living dragons in this world, as well as magical creatures that are no weaker than dragons.

But they were still turned into zombies.

Charles, if we have glimpsed the true face of the end, we can’t pretend we haven’t seen it, do you understand what I mean?”

"You want to tell Batman what's going on here?"

Kite Man's brain is also very good, he reacted immediately.

Mason didn't answer.

But that's exactly what he's thinking now.

He really didn't want to have any contact with the Destroyer of Worlds or the Stars where old K was born, not to mention that Old K also told him before his death not to trust anyone in the Stars.

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

"Well, your idea makes sense. This matter is not something that both of us can handle."

The kite man nodded quickly and said:

"When the sky falls, you have to be tall to hold it up. When we go back to Gotham, we go find Batman and throw all this shit to him and his friends, and then we can live a relaxed life.

Well, the train is coming! I heard the whistle.

Come on, boss, pack up and let’s go.”

A few minutes later, Mason and Kite Man, who had packed their things, drove their motorcycles to the platform of the dead Hodmod 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 strange-shaped train engine in front of him.

That thing is like a silver-gray shell that encapsulates everything secretly. Apparently it has been magically transformed and not even a single screw can be seen on it.

He soon found several barrels of strange-smelling special liquid in a compartment at the front of the car. After identifying the character card, Mason confirmed that this was a special oil specially used for the alchemy engine, and could also be used for the engine of the flying motorcycle.

.

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

Information label pops up:

"Otelina" Type III Alchemical Power Engine·Mainframe

Quality: Epic Engineering/Alchemy Items·Outstanding Craftsmanship

Item Description: Since the implementation of the International Wizarding Secrecy Act, the admission of new students to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has been put on the agenda. In order to take into account safety, confidentiality and show the advancement of the wizarding world, the then Minister of Magic O.

Ms. Terin Gamble made a bold suggestion.

This alchemical power engine is the culmination of ancient magic skills and modern industry. It has been improved three times since its inception. All modern power devices in the wizarding world are basically derived from this, and its name is used to commemorate that person.

An admirable Minister of Magic.

The engine is driven by special oil made by alchemists, and can run autonomously for months or even years at a time in a magical environment.

To this day, the blueprints for Altellina's alchemical engine remain top secret information from the Ministry of Magic.

Tip: This blueprint belongs to comprehensive knowledge, and its production requires Alchemy Lv4, Engineering Lv5, Enchanting Lv2 and Inscription Lv2. The blueprint is being analyzed.

"Fine."

Mason retracted his hand regretfully.

It seems that I really need to spend some time to quickly upgrade my professional skills.

It's really frustrating to have these mysterious drawings right in front of you but not be able to analyze them, just like entering a treasure house but not being able to take away any treasure.

When he turned around and went back to the carriage, he saw Kite Man holding something like a playing card, turning it over and over in his hand.

After seeing Mason push the door open and come in, Kite Man Charles immediately shook the thing away and said:

"Look what I found in old K's old clothes? A magic card with an exotic beauty printed on it, so cool!"

"Huh? Let me see."

Mason reached out and took the card, put it in his hand and curled his lips.

I was still complaining about Old K, a demon hunter who only gave me a sword and a badge, but there was no trace of the Gwent card. It turned out to be hidden here.

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

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

The next second, a knowledge prompt jumped into view:

"Inscription artifact detected. The analysis found that the item is the 'Classic Gwent Neutral Camp Legend Card - Sorceress Yennefer'. The effect is to play this card in entertainment card games to gain the envy and hatred of opponents and onlookers.

eyes and the temporary title of 'Brother Rich'.

The drawings have been included.

The inscription skill is activated and is currently Lv0."

"It's a very interesting toy. You can use it to relieve your loneliness when you are alone."

Mason commented and planned to return this rare card to the Kite Man, but when he handed the card over, he suddenly discovered an inconspicuous graffiti in the corner of the card.

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

"Old K?"

Mason narrowed his eyes.

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

Okay, after a long time of trouble, is there another clue that seems to be a secret organization?

Why do you guys like to have secret societies like this so much? We are already in a secret society, bastards, do we need to open an extra single game?

Aren't you tired?

"Sorry, Charles."

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

"I want to take this thing away, and I can't give it back to you."

"It doesn't matter, just take it and use it."

The Kite Man grinned, showing an expression that "every man knows", raised his eyebrows and said to Mason:

"Young people, I can understand how angry they are. When I was 18, I could do it to my fat class teacher. Ahem, I won't say anymore. Anyway, take care of yourself."

Mason rolled his eyes.

Being mentally older than Kite Man, he certainly understood what this guy was talking about, but he was too lazy to respond. He sat in the corner of the sofa and dug out Old K's alchemy notes and started studying.

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

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

Kite Man also took out his tattered flight backpack and put it on the table. He sighed and tried to repair it, but seeing how broken it was, it was probably difficult to repair it in a short time.

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

Mason walked down the ladder with his suitcase in hand. He glanced back at the always-fog-shrouded exit behind the magic platform. This moment really felt like a lifetime ago.

The kite man behind him, wearing Old K's old clothes, also let out a long sigh.

This trip lasted only three days, but the experience can only be experienced by the two people who survived in the end.

"Go and look at that door."

When crossing the stone pillars of the magic platform, Mason picked up his crit shotgun and said something to the Kite Man. The latter glanced at him and said:

"What else do you want to do? Not go home?"

"Return, but in a bad mood."

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

"Practice your spear first."

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

Charles looked down at his fingers and said:

"Fuck the breakup of my relationship! I have decided that I will go to court with that woman to get my son back!"

"If you have an idea, I'll support you."

Mason said casually, and after crossing the stone pillars of Platform Nine and Three-quarters, he raised his gun and locked onto a zombie wandering above. With a bang, a headless corpse fell from a distance of more than ten meters.

Fell from a high place.

"Successfully complete an excellent long-distance precise kill, and the shooting branch skill proficiency will be increased by X5."

The prompt in front of him brought a smile to Mason's lips. He still remembered that before setting off, he vowed to break through to Level 3 in shooting skills.

An unforgettable journey must have a perfect ending.

——

Three hours later, Mason, rubbing his aching arms, carrying a gun and carrying a suitcase, arrived at the door where they crossed the world.

Young people have discovered a very tragic truth, that is, it is indeed more difficult to improve skills in various branches as you go up.

Behind him, he had almost wiped out the zombies in the entire station, and the engineering bombs he brought with him were also used completely. However, it took so many precise killings with twice the proficiency to reach Level 3. I think

I really don’t know that it will take until the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse to reach full level.

In front of him, Kite Man was already a little impatient.

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

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

The black stone inlaid in the cat's eye of the door has become dull, which seems to mean that the door's magical ability is about to be closed, and the outer ring of its brass handle has complex scale marks. Mason has seen Old K use this before.

Things have to be twisted into specific positions to open precise world passages.

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

The kite man stepped aside and watched Mason step forward to operate.

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

Gate to the World·Replica

Quality: Excellent creation·Excellent craftsmanship

Traits: Strange object projection·Star positioning·Time and space travel·Identity lock·Soul link

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

Effect:

Select different world coordinates and twist the handle to open passages to different parallel worlds.

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

This item requires specific energy stones to power it. It can be opened for five days at a time. The current remaining time is [37/120 hours]. After the energy stones are exhausted, the gate to the ownerless world will be permanently closed.

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

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

This prompt made Mason frown, because under the prompt, an information interaction box popped up: "World Gate can bind new users, yes/no?"

"What's wrong?"

When the Kite Man saw Mason's ugly face, his heart suddenly suddenly turned and he asked in a low voice,

Mason glanced at him and whispered:

"Old K is dead, and this door may no longer be usable, unless one of us is willing to be its new owner."

"I come!"

Charles' heart dropped when he heard this, but when he heard Mason said it needed to be bound before it could be used, he didn't hesitate much and 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 whether the Stars Club is a good thing!"

"Then what do we do?"

The kite man asked excitedly:

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

Charles, who was covered in green, lowered his head. He was silent for a few seconds and said:

"I owe you a life. I owe you a lot of favors. Without your help, I would have been treated as cannon fodder. I think it's no joke that you are the boss.

I know what I should 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 quietly:

"No, you're too good at it. You probably won't be able to hold on."

"You fucking look down on me?"

Charles gritted his teeth and shouted.

But the next moment he saw a red light light up from the door handle, quickly spreading to Mason's wrist, leaving a strange ring mark on his forearm as the young man cried out in pain.

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

The kite man was really anxious now.

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

"That's not how Gotham's gangsters do things! It's the boss who takes the blame when something happens, it's not the boss who takes the blame! If you're so simple, you'll be killed in Gotham, you 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 have a share too! That bastard old K came here to rebuild the team, so now we have to be a team to complete the contract he made in the Stars Association.

Fortunately, I was kind and saved you idiot, otherwise I would have been alone in this world for the rest of my life."

"That is."

Kite Man grinned.

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

"Good people are rewarded, boss. To be honest, when we came here, I could tell you were a good person at a glance. But stop talking nonsense now, open the door, and let's go back.

I've had enough of this damn place!"

"Um."

Mason glanced at the flashing notice on the character card that said "External forces are suspected of exerting a 'soul curse'". He shook his head and unlocked the door.

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

After being away for so long, it’s really time to go home.

(End of chapter)