Chapter 37 37 The Fastest Promotion Record of the Star Club Is Achieved!

Chapter 37 37. The fastest promotion record of the Star Club has been achieved!

"Take this thing."

The Kite Man drove the car according to the instructions on the ID card to the meeting place with the superior. In this ordinary-looking stolen car, Mason handed a bat signal gun to his younger brother.

This was obtained from Nightwing when he left last night. Mason had already obtained the drawings but had not had time to make it.

He said to the Kite Man:

"If something goes wrong later, I will take care of it first, and you fly to a high altitude to ask for support. Don't worry, Batman is focusing on me now. As soon as the signal sounds, he will definitely come to check it out as soon as possible."

"Yeah."

Charles picked up the signal gun and put it into his flight backpack. He took another look at the building in front of him and his face became strange.

He said to his boss:

"Why did they choose this place to meet? Is this hinting at us?"

Mason looked out the window.

In front of the parking place was the Penguin's Iceberg Bar.

This luxurious and peculiarly shaped place has 5 chain stores in Gotham, but the bar in front of us is the first store built by the Penguin in this city, and it is also the home of the Penguin Gang.

This place has a "special meaning" to Mason.

His new life started from here, and his old life ended here.

The bottle that killed the young man was thrown from the height of the Iceberg Bar. Mason still doesn't know which drunk guy threw the bottle and welcomed a soul from another world into this world.

Maybe I have to find him and "thank" him hard in the future.

"Go in and take a look first."

Mason narrowed his eyes, opened the car door and walked up the steps.

He wore the gray windbreaker and bypassed the police cordon and walked into the bar through the closed door.

The place that had been closed for nearly ten days was very deserted. The two found the power supply and turned it on again. They took the elevator all the way up and walked into the top floor and saw a light outside the Penguin's original office.

The ball of light was suspended at the door, like a signpost.

Mason patted the kite man on the shoulder and told him not to be nervous. He also let out a long breath and then pushed open the door and walked in.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows let the morning light shine into the gorgeous and spacious office. In front of the two people, a tall figure wearing the same starry sky cloak as Old K was standing in front of the window, seemingly overlooking the morning scenery of the entire Gotham.

There was only one person.

But looking at his unyielding master's momentum and the cool standing posture of this villain, you know that he is definitely not ordinary.

Mason and Charles, like employees summoned by the boss, stood in the office with a floor so clean that you can see your shadow, waiting for the lecture from the superior in front of them.

Maybe this is also the moment that determines fate?

"Is Old K dead?"

After being silent for nearly a minute, the superior in front of him finally spoke.

A steady male voice, quite magnetic, not too young and with a faint sense of oppression.

"Well, our beloved captain unfortunately died in the ruins of Hogwarts. He was holding a suspected cursed item and was besieged by monsters in the Forbidden Forest.

We really want to help him.

But we are too weak to even collect his body. We can only follow his wishes and burn his body in that hellish world like the monsters he finally hunted."

Mason told most of the facts in a steady voice.

By the way, he took out Hagrid's hunting knife from his bag. It was stained with the poison and blood of the eight-eyed giant spider. He put it on the desk in front of him as if he was handing in evidence, and said:

"Charles and I tried our best to use the magic items left by Old K to capture several monsters that participated in killing him. If you need, we can release it.

But it is very dangerous."

"No need!"

The superior stretched out his hand and waved, saying:

"When embarking on this road, life and death should be put aside. How he died is not important. What is important is that I hope his death can please the dark stars and illuminate the way forward for us."

He said this sentence like a eulogy, and Mason felt cold in his heart. If I remember correctly, Old K had said this before.

More than once.

So, is this also a tradition of the Star Society?

"Let me introduce myself. My name is 'Hunter', of course it's a code name."

The superior turned around and revealed a face with a starry sky mask. The cape with star patterns almost covered his entire body, and like Batman's cape, there was almost no gap.

He stretched out his black-gloved hand, touched the blood-stained hunting knife, and introduced it in a gentle tone:

"Currently serving as the 'Exploration Master' of the Star Society."

He told his position, but seeing the confused looks of Mason and Charles in front of him, the hunter was stunned for a moment, and then asked in a strange tone:

"Didn't Old K tell you about the inside story of the Star Society and the division of members?"

"He promised to tell you after our 'entry test' is over."

Charles gestured, and replied in a sad voice:

"But he died too suddenly, so."

"I see."

The hunter nodded and said:

"Then I forgive you for your impoliteness this time.

Let me briefly introduce our organization to you on behalf of Old K. You are now E-level personnel, that is, new members of the organization are generally guided by specific C-level personnel to familiarize themselves with daily work.

Old K should have been your novice guide, but he had an accident.

When you complete your first alien world exploration mission, you will become D-level personnel, which is considered the backbone of the formal entry into the Star Society. After twenty missions, you will be assessed and promoted to C-level.

There are internal regulations for the promotion of B-level and A-level members, and you don’t need to know too much now. ”

“Are you an A-level personnel?”

Mason asked softly.

“No, I am the exploration mentor.”

Mr. Hunter emphasized his position again. He looked Mason up and down and said:

“I am the commander-in-chief above the A-level 12-member council. The three great mentors of exploration, combat, and logistics are in charge of the daily operation of the Star Society and the internal and external affairs of the organization. Above the three of us, there is also a Lord ‘Destiny’.

He is the founder of the Star Society. ”

“Big man! "

This thought jumped into Mason's mind, and he immediately bowed to the person in front of him and kicked Charles who was still standing there. The kite man came to his senses and bowed to salute.

I thought the superior sent was at most a guy of the same level or higher than Old K, but I didn't expect that a big boss came directly!

This is just like a new employee of a company reporting to his superior, thinking that the other party is just a business manager, but he didn't expect that the guy sitting there listening to his nonsense is actually a member of the company's board of directors.

Isn't this too scary?

"Well, the etiquette is very standard, the mind is active and the personality is restrained. I am very satisfied. "

Mr. Hunter nodded, pulled out the boss chair of the Penguin Man and sat on it, waved his hand in a comfortable and relaxed posture, and said to Mason and Charles:

"It seems that the new people selected by Old K this time are of good quality. I guess you must be wondering why I came here, let me explain it to you.

Don't be so restrained, Mason, and Charles.

I am an easy-going person.

Sit down.

This conversation will probably take up some of your time. I hope you don't have anything urgent to do today. "

The big shot spoke, and Mason and Charles naturally obeyed.

The two sat on the black sofa, maintaining a very decent posture, and then they watched Mr. Hunter playing with the giant hunting knife that killed Old K, and said in a gentle tone:

"The first reason I came here is very simple. Did Old K tell you the story of his former rookie team? I am his rookie guide and his old captain.

At that time, the Star Club was just established, the regulations were not perfect, and the 12-member council had not been established. I also had to do this kind of work of leading newcomers occasionally.

Old K was selected by me.

He was the only one who survived and became a C-level personnel in the original 7-member team. The others had already died to please the Dark Stars.

What a tragedy.

Now the best student I have ever taught is also dead.

To be honest, this makes me a little sad. "

Mason's heart tightened. You are so good, Old K. You are actually a relative!

You should have said earlier that you have such a relationship.

"Your heartbeat is accelerating, Mason. Are you a little nervous?"

Mr. Hunter's fingers brushed the blade and suddenly said faintly.

"I am only 17 years old, Mr. Hunter."

Mason whispered:

"The most powerful person I have ever seen is just the guardian of this city, a transvestite named Batman, and you are one of the leaders of a huge organization spanning countless parallel worlds.

The old captain I failed to save is also your friend. It would be strange if I was not nervous in this situation. "

"Well, it makes sense."

Mr. Hunter nodded, no longer entangled in this issue, put down the hunting knife and said:

"As for the second reason, it is the special nature of the world you are in.

Old K may not have had time to give you the definition of parallel worlds in the popular science of the Star Society, but I must tell you two that the world you are in is extremely dangerous.

It is rated A in our world evaluation system.

But to be honest, it is an A-level world not because its danger level is only at this level, but the highest level in our system is only A-level.

Especially in your world there is a Kryptonian named "Superman."

Mr. Hunter paused, shook his head and said:

"The most powerful combat mentor in the Star Club, "Swordsman", encountered him during the exploration of this world a few years ago. He broke his ribs with two punches and fled back to the Star Castle in a panic.

Since then, all large-scale exploration operations of the Star Club in this world have been frozen.

You shouldn't set up your base here.

This place is not suitable for newcomers like you. This is also the second reason why I came here. You can change to a safer world as your base.

This is your special power, I can help you arrange it. ”

"Wait! Mr. Hunter, I have a question."

Mason raised his hand and asked:

"If the exploration operations in this world are all frozen, then what about Old K"

"I'm talking about all "large-scale" exploration operations, Mason."

Mr. Hunter emphasized:

"Pay attention to the lecture! And don't interrupt me when I'm talking. This is not a good habit. There are other teams operating in secret in your world, and the lowest level of those team members are C-level personnel.

As for Lao K

He could have become B-level, but because his behavior was too wild, his promotion was stuck after causing the K team to be wiped out twice.

At the B-level level, what we need is an explorer and leader who can grasp the overall situation, not a reckless man. "

Mason nodded.

At the same time, I thought in my mind that if Old K's combat power could become B-level, then this Association of Stars would not seem to be as powerful and invincible as I imagined.

Apart from anything else, it's probably not too difficult for Batman to defeat Old K, and Superman can defeat another big boss of the Star Club head-on, so it's necessary to lower his evaluation of the Star Club in terms of combat effectiveness.

Downgraded from "like a god" to "invincible".

Well, there seems to be no difference?

"So, what's your answer?"

Mr. Hunter gave Mason and Charles three minutes and asked:

"Do you want to change the base world? For the sake of old K, you can choose from the thirty-three C-level worlds that I am currently responsible for."

Mason glanced at Charles, who gave him a "Boss, you decide, I obey" look. The young man nodded, stood up and said to Mr. Hunter:

"No, we don't want to change the base world, sir. This is not because we think too highly of ourselves, but because we have established certain connections in this world and have obtained some very precious things through our efforts.

Such as this. "

Mason took out a set of drawings from his bag, placed his hands on the desk in front of Mr. Hunter and spread them out.

The battle line on the drawing is a very complicated and marked diagram of the suit. If Batman were here, he would be able to tell at a glance that this is the structural diagram of his regular Bat suit.

Mason's character card has completed the analysis of the main body of the Bat suit. The young man had drawn these before to study it, and it came in handy now.

"This suit has good technological content and is very suitable for close combat and stealth infiltration. It also has so many reserved weapon slots that it can obviously be modified multiple times to meet different combat needs.

good! "

Mr. Hunter is obviously also knowledgeable.

He reached out and stroked the drawing to examine it carefully, and when he looked closer, Mason suddenly noticed a strand of playful long hair emerging from behind Mr. Hunter's mask.

Um?

Is this a woman?

Or is he an artistic man?

"Are you dedicating this set of drawings to the Organization? Mason."

Mr. Hunter asked:

"Although it is only the most basic structure diagram of the blueprint suit, those members in the organization who take the technological route will probably like it very much. It can buy you a lot of urgently needed things.

If you trust me, I can help you find a suitable buyer.

At the trade fair a month later, you can complete the deal. "

"Of course, my lord, that's all I ask for."

Mason responded.

Then he took out a dark jewelry box and opened it in front of Mr. Hunter. Inside was an irregular, thumb-sized blood-red crystal stone.

When he saw this thing, Mr. Hunter, who was very calm, also clasped his fingers.

"This is?"

He looked at Mason and the young man explained:

"Old K's relic, sir. He said he entered that world just to find this thing, and said it was a bounty mission from the organization.

This is the magic stone.

It was the treasure we found in the ruins, but unfortunately it had been broken in the disaster. We rummaged through the entire ruins and only found this piece.

We cannot expect rewards from bounty missions.

This is something that old K completed by himself, so I think, as his old captain, you should complete that task on his behalf and get that reward. "

Mr. Hunter did not speak but stroked the small piece of magic stone in front of him. After ten seconds of silence, he let out a weird laugh and said to Mason:

"You are really a sharp-minded little guy. I almost know why Old K chose you to take over as captain. But unfortunately, I can't use the reward of this mission.

Because its reward is to increase the level of members.

Old K is looking for this thing because he wants to complete the B-level promotion, Mason, but I have no chance of promotion.

Take out your ID card. "

He said something, and Mason decisively took out the Stars identity card with his fingers.

Mr. Hunter also took out his own card, which was a luxurious crystal card. The texture alone was as high as Mason's playing card.

The moment the two cards came into contact, a dazzling red light surged into Mason's arm. The intense burning sensation made the young man dizzy. He fell to the ground and was picked up by Charles who rushed over.

"This is the case for the first promotion, not to mention being promoted to two levels in a row, which can be regarded as a moderate promotion record. This is normal."

Mr. Hunter said to the Kite Man:

"Take him to the next door to rest for a while. We will continue talking when he wakes up."

"Thank you, sir."

Charles carried the unconscious Mason out of the office. After the two of them left, Mr. Hunter reached out and picked up the blood-stained giant hunting knife.

He stroked the sharp blade and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

After several minutes, he sighed and said:

"Old K, did you call me here just to let me see him? This is a 'parting gift' you want to give me, and you think he can help.

How did you, an old hunter, get killed by such a rookie?

Did you fail? Or do you no longer want to live?

What a shame.

Alas.

May the death that will eventually come to us all please these cold and ruthless dark stars."