MTL - The Track of Dawn In the World of Marvel-Chapter 653 20 is really an eternal problem! Therefore, I choose to be

  Chapter 653 20. What an eternal problem! So, I choose to cheat

   There was a dead silence in the small conference room.

  The alchemist stared dumbfounded at the black apple in his hand, and then glanced blankly at Mason, whose eyes were full of expectation. After a few seconds, he organized his words and calmed himself down.

   Then he took a deep breath and scolded Mason:

   "Are you **** crazy? You have already used the black apple, and we, who were born based on you, will definitely not be able to use it again!"

   "But you've gone out on your own, haven't you?"

  Mason pushed the frame and explained from another angle:

  “Although you are low-level independent individuals similar to elemental creatures, you do have completely different thinking and life pursuits, even souls, from mine.

  Although we cannot confirm whether we share one soul, but only in terms of existence, the crystal heart beating in your chest at this time represents that we are indeed independent.

   Of course, our relationship is more akin to 'mitosis' than biological blood relatives in the traditional sense. "

   "Who asked you to explain this!"

  The alchemist was a little crazy, he took off the wizard hat on his head and threw it on the ground, screaming:

   "You don't really think that this kind of cleverness can fool a cosmic artifact of the level of the Black Apple, do you?"

   The old hat on Mason's head was also alarmed by Mason's brash operation, and it made a blurry face, intending to persuade the anxious Mason.

   Cub, listen to the advice of the old uncle, such a cleverness cannot be committed.

However, the hat chose to watch silently before opening its mouth, because it realized that this plan was probably not on Mason's whim. Recalling carefully, Mason's action of giving the clones a free existence before seemed to be preparing for this moment. Make the foreshadowing.

  Uh, if this is put on other people, it may be suspected as an afterthought, but in terms of Mason's way of thinking, this is definitely the truth that has been ignored all the time.

   Facing the madness of the alchemist, Mason didn't say anything but smiled.

   After alchemist McJack Mason calmed down, Mason said to him:

   "It's not up to you, or me, to decide whether it's okay or not. It's the black apple that has the final say. Give it a try. Come, close your eyes, and ask your question."

   "Would this work?"

  The alchemist murmured in a low voice.

  He took a deep breath to slow down the power of his beating crystal heart, and then kept rolling everything he wanted to know in his mind.

  As a hall-level alchemist who is attacking the Lv11 alchemy realm, he has countless unanswered questions in his heart.

  However, after a few seconds, the alchemist opened his closed eyes, looked at the unresponsive black apple in his hand, curled his lips, and said to Mason:

   "Look! I just said no, I can feel it scrutinizing me but there's no response, no use."

   "No! It works."

   Before Mason could speak, the hat spoke first.

  The old hat said to the alchemist in a bewildered tone:

  "If you have already lost the opportunity to ask because Mason used it, then it is impossible for the Black Apple to make you feel that it is looking at you, it will just ignore you and will not respond to any questions.

   Now it just doesn't answer, but it doesn't ignore you.

  I think it should be that the black apple itself is also puzzled by the unique relationship between you and Mason, and it is difficult to truly regard you as an independent individual.

  Mason's sophistry is justified.

  Although there is no way of knowing what the criteria for judging the life of the black apple are, it should not simply rely on life information to judge, but something deeper.

   Perhaps the plane of existence.

  Theoretically speaking, the moment Mason separated you, your fate was diverted from his. Maybe the black apple didn't respond because your question was too outrageous?

   Or are you using the wrong question? "

  "After all, it is not an independent life in the true sense, so the authority that the black apple can give you is probably not as high as mine. For example, an ant will definitely not ask about the truth of the universe if it gets a black apple.

  And in the eyes of Black Apple, you are probably similar to the parasites on me in terms of life form? "

  Mason rubbed his chin thinking.

   After a while, he said to the alchemist who was upset because he was said to be a parasite:

   "In this way, let's not ask about those grand topics, and reduce your question to a specific plan. The more specific the better, let's see how far it can give you a response?"

   "This is too miserable."

  The alchemist complained:

"It's okay to be used by you as a tool before, but now it's downgraded to the level of a parasite, hey, if it weren't for the good relationship between us, an annoying guy like you would be united by us sooner or later." Lose."

   "Stop talking nonsense, you are creating a way for other Masons to go first."

  Mason gave him a push and said:

"Think about it, if you can accomplish this, it means that other Masons will also have the opportunity to use the black apple. Although it is not possible to gain any power that can turn the situation around, but for our collective goal of all-professional hegemony It is also a great help, right?

  As far as I know, except for you, the engineer and the blacksmith, everyone else is stuck on Lv9 for a short time and it is difficult to break through. This is the breaking point.

   It is up to you whether the Mason family can go any further.

  Don't stress, come on. "

   "Can you say these words so that I don't feel stressed? You should pull the stress monster to kill Qiandao!"

   The alchemist snorted.

  But the atmosphere has already been enhanced to this point, and there is no way to back down, so he simply made up his mind and continued to try according to what Mason said.

   "Please, the great black apple, don't hesitate to teach me how to make another breakthrough in the way of alchemy!"

   He shouted.

  Black Apple didn't respond, but the scrutiny didn't disappear, as if he was still hesitating to judge whether the guy in front of him was qualified to ask it questions.

   "This will not work, the scope is too large, please be more specific!"

  The old hat on Mason's head reminds:

   "Even if you ask such a broad question as a complete life, it is difficult for Black Apple to give you a specific answer. Asking questions is an art, and you have to get the one you really want."

   "Then. Please tell me how to study and master the more advanced application of alchemy in transformation rules?"

  The alchemist narrowed the problem down to the core of his own difficulties.

This time the black apple burst into a ray of light, but it dissipated before it was fully lit. It seems that it thinks that although the "incomplete life" at the level of an alchemist barely meets the qualifications to ask questions independently, it obviously does not have the authority to obtain this level of life. question answer.

   "Damn, it's a scam."

   The alchemist complained.

  Mason whispered next to him:

   "Okay, you also know the answer I want to know now, don't bother, just ask."

   "Hey, I'm still independent and I still have to do my best for your little life. Fortunately, I have made up my mind to become a single dog. If I don't fall in love, no one can threaten me with relationship problems."

  The alchemist snorted angrily, adjusted his state again, picked up the black apple, and asked:

   "So, please tell me, the contemptuous and arrogant Black Apple, how to make a resurrection potion that can save Siria?"

  The light aroused by this question was obviously more real than before, but still failed to get a specific answer, the alchemist had no choice but to withhold the medicine box he brought.

   Several consecutive failures made him gritted his teeth and said:

   "You **** black apple! There is a limit to looking down on people, right? Tell me! How can I improve the effect of my resurrection potion?"

   "嗡"

  The black light surged, and the alchemist was caught off guard and curled up his fingers, and the cold breath surged up along his body of water.

  He is different from Mason, he has no flesh and blood entity at all, so he can hardly resist this level of freezing, and a third of his body is frozen in the blink of an eye.

  In the embarrassment of trembling and breathing cold air, Hei Apple withdrew his strength contentedly.

  It generously gave the broken life of the alchemist the answers he needed. The weight of life and the weight of taboo knowledge reached a perfect balance and match.

   Oops, our black apple is really spicy in Thai pants!

  Mason saw that the alchemist was about to freeze to death, so he hurried forward to use water manipulation to help him melt the ice that was still covered, and the hat also sprayed out flames to wrap the alchemist who was about to lose his strength to help him return to the state of water.

  After several minutes of tossing like this, Mason McJack Cooper barely regained his soul.

  He lay weakly on the chair in the conference room, panting heavily even though he didn't need to take such a breath, he stared at the black apple on the penguin umbrella held by Mason in his hand, gritted his teeth and said:

  "This guy punished me, maybe because he thought that such a cleverness should be punished, bastard, he almost died, but...the standard answer does exist, although it is still not perfect in my opinion.

   But if it is this formula, I do have a higher degree of confidence that your Siria can return safely from death. "

  The alchemist's sky-blue ocean-like eyes reflected words and patterns just like Mason just now. He threw the resurrection potion in his hand to Mason and said:

   "You can dispose of this thing casually. You still have some raw materials you gave. Come with me, Mason, I need something from you to complete the work of configuring the perfect resurrection potion for Siria.

  But I declare in advance that it will be very, very important to you, so you can choose to refuse"

   "Are you kidding me? Do you think I'll say no?"

  Mason smiled, holding the alchemist's shoulder like two brothers, and quickly returned to the "Majack Alchemy Shop" in the Osborne Tower in the synchronized water body conversion.

   This is the first step of the business empire that the alchemist planned for himself.

  Although it is currently just a small shop located on the edge of Osborne Tower, he is confident that he will be able to build an empire that spans the endless sea of ​​stars in the new era in the future.

  Uh, as for why the shop was opened in such a remote place, on the one hand, it was because alchemists didn’t like noise, and on the other hand, it was because they were too shy to pay the expensive rent set by the old Green Goblin.

   There is no way, economic independence is the first step of personality independence. If everyone in the Mason family wants to separate their lives from Mason's life, they must first achieve personality independence, right?

   "It's a bit messy here, don't mind, it won't affect my alchemy efficiency."

After the alchemist returned to his small shop, he immediately started making. He took out the phoenix fire and the remnants of the Philosopher's Stone that Mason had given him last time, and fused them together in a dazzling way, using the pure blood of the unicorn and the magic stone. The solution formed by the perfect recovery potion is used as the base, and the crushed keel is sprinkled into it.

  Although there is no longer the shock and magical smell of boiling medicine in a cauldron, just watching the alchemist's smooth operation is a visual enjoyment.

   Mason watched the whole process.

  Although his technical connection with other Masons has not been cut off, to be honest, even with the same level of knowledge, he will definitely not be able to do so well as an alchemist.

  His energies are too scattered, and he can be called an excellent craftsman, but when it comes to the concept of "outstanding", he is obviously far inferior to his brothers.

   "Wait a minute, when the alchemy solution is boiled to two-thirds of the progress, I will add some very special substances to it."

  The alchemist put down the crystal stirring rod, put the potion that had begun to fuse into the mixer next to it, and kept spinning it. He took out an hourglass and put it at hand. When the fine sand fell, he said to Mason very seriously:

"Taking this time, let me explain to you the solution Black Apple gave me. My potion has no problem in terms of effect. It can indeed revive a dead life in a short time. Of course, there are side effects. Death will Takes away part of the vitality, and the potion cannot fully fill it.

  Thus, the resurrected life will enter an elusive period of weakness and change in life form.

  This is because I was only paying attention to the process of ‘resurrection’, but ignored another problem with Ciri, about Mephisto’s infection of her existence.

  Hei Qiqi could not completely expel that influence, which meant that the infection had reached the root level.

  Use the resurrection potion for her when she cannot be completely expelled. Even if she is really resurrected, Mephisto’s power will still remain. This is the main reason why Mikoshi World cannot fully encode Ciri’s biological consciousness.

   That power merged with her, became part of her.

  So Black Apple suggested me to solve the problem directly from the source! "

The alchemist opened the drawer, took out a piece of parchment, and wrote a short but powerful contract on it with elegant brushwork. The writing method and handle of this contract were completely different from all the rituals Mason knew, and even the old hat Also amazed.

   This should be the answer that Black Apple gave the alchemist just now.

  The alchemist held up the completed contract and placed it in front of Mason's eyes. He said with emphasis:

  "Don't worry about its confusing sentence structure, this thing will definitely work, but the problem is that this contract shares more than simple things like vitality or lifespan.

  We are looking for an existence that is equal to Mephisto's personality or even higher than him on a symbolic level, to replace his power's continuous interference with Ciri.

   In other words, transfer!

  When Ciri died, at the moment when her connection with Mephisto was severed, she used the 'sharing' endowed by this contract to bind her existence to another existence.

   In this way, even if the resurrection potion doesn't fully take effect, she won't be lost, and she can rely on this 'existence binding' to restore her life for an unknown length of time.

  I don’t know if you understand it, but the general working principle is like this, so the only problem now is.”

  The alchemist put the contract into Mason's hands, and he asked seriously:

   "Mason Cooper, you are a space-time alien, the only unique existence in all worlds, and you are currently the only life that can be confirmed to last forever in the next era.

  Although there is no detachment, on a symbolic level, you already possess the unique existence stronger than Mephisto, so, are you willing to give Ciri the remaining half of your life? "

   "What do you think?"

  Mason looked at the contract in his hand, he put his finger near his mouth and bit it, wrote his name on the contract with his own blood, and then returned it to the alchemist.

  This kind of decisiveness made the alchemist shrug his shoulders. While processing the contract in a special way and then blending it into the resurrection potion that was being stirred, he said to Mason:

   "Well, I admit, you **** is indeed a pure love party."

   "I always have been."

  Mason looked at the potion that was about to be completed, and he looked at the box containing the original version of the potion in his arms, and said softly:

   "You don't need this thing, do you?"

   "What are you going to use it for?"

  The alchemist turned around and said:

   "Didn't you just say that it has side effects? If this bottle of potion can take effect on Ciri, then I already have ideas for the potions for the other two great teachers.

  Liana Latympus can be bound to the concept of hell. She is a creature of hell. Mephisto’s power infection has a poor effect on her. The difficulty of her resurrection is the least among the three mentors.

  Old Shazam is in trouble.

   But I believe that with his wisdom, he will definitely find an equivalent binding.

  Mason put the potion in his hand into the bag and said:

   "No, there is one more person who needs to experience a death, that is destiny."

  (end of this chapter)