In a room in the Star Castle, Mason held a cup of tea and looked at the place in front of him, which was like a factory workshop.

Although he knew that the members of the Star Castle would renovate their residence according to their own ideas, such as Judy turning her room into a workshop, the hardcore place in front of him still exceeded Mason's imagination.

He walked around with the tea, inspecting the unique-shaped machines and occasionally looking at the various "formation arrays" placed beside him.

This is the unique alchemy ability of the Ellerik brothers' world. They have developed alchemy to a new height. As long as there are enough materials and corresponding formation arrays, an excellent alchemist can instantly complete a series of unscientific material transformations, directly turning materials into finished products.

This "alchemy" completely omits the intermediate process, making its manifestation similar to magic.

But Mason also knew that even such an unscientific system still followed the oldest rule of alchemy.

That is, "equivalent exchange."

"Have you seen enough?"

The voice of the blond alchemist Edward came from behind Mason, sounding dissatisfied. He said, "People who come into contact with formation arrays for the first time can't understand the principles at all. I advise you not to try."

"A 'metal melting, embedded with two 'shaping,' the outer ring uses 'flame,' the inner ring uses 'cooling,' to form a standard 'steel formation, transformation formula."

Mason turned around and took a sip of tea, saying to Edward who was staring at him, "Look, I'm not an ignorant guy. Although I haven't come into contact with your strange alchemy, I know the basic principles.

After all, I am also an alchemist, and I made this myself."

He took out an irregular gray alchemy stone from his pocket and threw it to Edward, who took a look at it and handed it to his brother.

The armored brother carefully observed the alchemy stone with his large fingers. After a few seconds, he said in his unique hollow voice, "It is similar to the principle of the Philosopher's Stone. Perhaps it can be understood as a downgraded version of the Philosopher's Stone. Both use the release of internal energy to influence the transformation of materials or the properties of finished products."

"So let's make an exchange."

Mason pointed to the complex formation array beside him and said to the two brothers, "I will exchange the formula of the alchemy stone for various formation array blueprints in your hands. Although it is far from orthodox alchemy, your unique knowledge system is indeed very convenient."

As excellent alchemists, the Edward brothers were always curious about unknown knowledge, but the blond brother sat on the sofa and shook his head, saying, "We don't make knowledge trades with hunting dogs. You say you are not a hunting dog? Where is the evidence?"

Mason stared at him, took off the school hat, well, the branch hat, and handed it to the two brothers.

When a blurry face appeared under the hat and explained everything that happened in the Hogwarts world, it startled the two brothers, and then the hat explained Mason's identity again.

The suffering of a world made the two brothers fall silent.

And when they learned that Mason's K Team had not yet undergone any compulsory missions, their attitude became noticeably friendlier.

"I apologize for our previous malice towards you."

Edward, the blond alchemist, handed the branch hat back, making a special gesture, and explained, "It's just that our world has also suffered the same fate as Mr. Hat's hometown. The epidemic that destroyed civilization made me and my brother unforgettable.

Although that world was rotten before the disaster happened.

We learned the truth from others in an occasional adventure after receiving the help of the Star Castle.

This damn organization plays the role of both destroyer and savior, hypocritical to the extreme, and the despicable behavior of those hunting dogs is disgusting."

"I understand."

Mason took a sip of tea and put the hat back on his head.

He glanced at the two brothers and said, "Are there many people like you? As you can see, I am a novice and don't know much about these things. I hope you can explain it to me."

"Not many, we are the true minority."

Edward shrugged and took out some snacks he bought at the market to fill his stomach, saying vaguely, "As far as I know, there are only a few lone rangers among the B-level personnel, who never participate in pioneering operations but only provide logistical assistance to them.

But it's hard to describe those below C-level.

The guys you see at the market who are obviously powerful but unable to enter the Star Castle are all of this type. Their own world is gone, but they don't want to destroy the homes of others.

But in the system of the Star Castle, we cannot quit, we can only resist their recruitment in this way. The most typical example is the great sword ranger Claude and his two girlfriends...

They are just the lowest E-level personnel.

But no one dares to underestimate them. They always wander in various worlds, stopping bad things and helping when in trouble, and they never cooperate with the hunting dogs.

Those hunting dogs contemptuously call them 'wanderers,' and even deliberately provoke them in certain war worlds. But anyone with eyes can see that the power of the wanderers united is terrifying.

Therefore, the high-level also turns a blind eye to this, without forcing them to avoid trouble.

Oh, by the way.

There are actually similar guys in the high-level, and you just met one."

"Oh?"

Mason drank tea in surprise and said, "The old wizard Co Gandalf just now? I knew he felt like a powerful guy. Who is he?"

"'Thunder, Shazam.'"

Alphonse, the armored person standing behind his brother, said with an admiring tone."Member of the A-level Twelve-Person Council, a famous neutral faction, although under the leadership of the Archmage, he never participates in aggressive expansion actions.

He has a high reputation among the wanderers.

However, that old man does have many quirks. He always likes to dress up as famous wizards from various worlds and wander around. My brother and I were deceived by him when we first came...

Ahem, I mean, we were just too naive at that time."

"Shazam?"

Mason raised an eyebrow.

He remembered Shazam in the Gotham world, but it seemed that the old wizard had already died on his side, and even passed on his powers to a foolish boy.

So it should be a temporal anomaly.

"So, the invasion system formed by the Hound is actually just a part of the Star Society?"

It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from "p𝑎wread.com".

Mason put down his teacup and sat beside the two brothers.

He rubbed his chin and said:

"Isn't there anyone thinking of twisting them into a rope? Since so many people are dissatisfied with the Star Society's methods..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Edward pointing to his left arm.

Mason immediately understood.

Well.

With that soul curse, it is indeed almost impossible to break down the structure of the Star Society from within. However, Edward's introduction and the existence of the "wanderers" did show Mason another side of the Star Society besides the darkness.

Come to think of it, in a large organization that spans countless worlds, not everyone can be irredeemable scoundrels. Even in the darkest places, there are always people who uphold their principles.

"Enough about that, let's talk about our own matters."

Mason shook his head, took out a piece of paper, and wrote down the recipe and process for the magic stone he had currently analyzed. He handed it to the two brothers and said:

"I wasn't joking when I said this is an industry exchange between alchemists. I really want to learn some useful knowledge from you two. Perhaps we can develop a deeper cooperation.

You two have traveled through various worlds and must have many valuable things, some of which I really need."

"You mean this?"

Edward, the short one, glanced at Mason and flicked his finger. The Ark Reactor, which was previously placed on the counter for rescue mechs, jumped into his palm.

He looked at Mason, swallowed a dumpling, and chewed, saying:

"You were practically burning with desire when you looked at this thing before. It must be very important to you, right?"

"Indeed, I need it, but I can't afford it."

Mason shrugged and put on a pitiful look:

"After all, I'm just a C-level rookie."

"Who said you can't afford it?"

While Edward was looking at the knowledge on the paper, his straightforward armored brother immediately said:

"Don't you have the Philosopher's Stone? Give it to us, and we will not only give you this Ark Reactor, but also the Mark series of battle armor we have in our collection.

In the previous Hulk World War, my brother and I were lucky enough to find Iron Man's lost workshop.

We're not bragging, but the things inside are really amazing."

"That thing is not for sale."

Mason shook his head and said:

"I only have a little bit of it, and I can't make that level of thing in a short time. Selling it to you would mean emptying myself.

But I'm curious, since your worlds are already ruined, why do you still continue to search for the Philosopher's Stone? Are you planning to resurrect your mother?

You should have learned your lesson, right? Human transmutation is an absolute taboo in alchemy."

"It seems that Mr. Hunter did tell you a lot. But no! We intend to use the Philosopher's Stone for something more righteous."

Edward put away the paper in his hand, stood up, and took out a box full of various blueprints from a corner of the workshop, placing it in front of Mason and pushing it towards him.

The short alchemist looked at Mason and said seriously:

"As long as we have enough Philosopher's Stones, we can bring our world back. "

"Impossible!"

Mason immediately shook his head and said:

"I don't know the truth behind the 'Impact Event,' but I can be sure that it is a cosmic-level disaster. The reality-altering power of the Philosopher's Stone cannot reach such a high level.

It's like trying to charge a Cybertronian with a No. 5 battery.

The ideal is beautiful, but reality..."

"Under normal circumstances, of course, it's impossible."

Edward stuffed a skewer of meat into his mouth, chewed, and said:

"But we are in a secret organization that exists across worlds. What is impossible? If we follow the principle of equivalent exchange, as long as we can pay enough price, we can restore the world.

Of course, this can only be done after this spreading disaster is over.

This box contains all the arrays that my brother and I currently master, as well as a beginner's guide to alchemy. If you have any questions, you can come to the Star Castle to find us anytime.

We won't leave here for a while. We are trying to purify the unicorn blood you gave us earlier. That curse is troublesome, but it is not unbreakable."

"Perhaps we can cooperate?"

Mason's eyes lit up when he heard this. He opened his bag and took out several bottles of cursed unicorn blood, and also took out his own alchemy notebook, saying:

"I have also studied several methods of using unicorn blood. I am currently testing them. You can listen to my ideas first.

I plan to 'fight poison with poison.' If I can't completely purify it, I will add more poisonous substances to make it into an offensive alchemical poison."

He explained his thoughts, but before Edward could speak, the armored brother shook his head:

"No, that won't work."

"The contaminated unicorn blood is already spoiled in theory, and its stability can be easily disrupted. Adding poison not only cannot effectively extract it, but also renders it useless."

"But I have this."

Mason took out a small bottle of Lazarus Pool water.

As soon as the item was revealed, the two brothers immediately jumped back several steps. They could discern that the toxicity of this substance far exceeded that of ordinary toxins.

"Don't be afraid. Although it comes from a demon god, this thing is not lethal. Come, let me demonstrate how to use it. Do you have a purification alchemical vessel here?"

"We have something better."

The Steel Alchemist snorted and snapped his fingers, saying:

"Alphonse, bring out the molecular purification machine we got from Mr. Miracle's laboratory to show Mr. Mason what it's capable of. Since this is an exchange between alchemists, we should show some real skills, right? But judging from the things you brought out, are you a traditional alchemist specializing in magical medicine?"

"You're underestimating me."

Mason shook his head and took a few steps back to make room.

He then released the partially repaired Anti-Superman Battle Armor and showcased his current engineering prowess by presenting various weapons he had made.

If it weren't for the fact that the Fenhil Armor was left in Judy's workshop for a module replacement, Mason had planned to "intimidate" the two brothers with that thing.

But how could professionals be frightened?

They immediately spotted the problem with the Anti-Superman Battle Armor.

"This thing is in a damaged and awaiting repair state, and its design concept is flawed, or rather, it was intentionally designed this way."

Edward approached and examined it, shaking his head and saying:

"The heavy defense has weakened it in other aspects, but it has obtained top-level defensive capabilities for a mech of this size. If I'm not mistaken, this should be a mech that is effective against specific types of enemies. And you are reassembling it to make it a versatile combat armor?"

"Yes, the remodeling plans are already drawn up, but I haven't figured out how to design some key parts."

Mason took out several precise design drawings and invited the two brothers to take a look. The three alchemists discussed Mason's new design in the factory, exchanging ideas with each other.

Despite being younger than Mason, the two brothers had an astonishing amount of knowledge and experience.

They had experienced unimaginable stories before the world was destroyed, and they had traveled through various realms after the world's destruction. Not only did this elevate their alchemical skills, but they also became highly proficient in other fields of manufacturing.

Coincidentally, Mason's aspiration was to become a "master of all professions." He was currently practicing various manufacturing techniques to keep up with the two brothers' thinking and offer his own insights.

As they continued to chat, Mason eventually invited them into his "Portable Factory" and showed them his collection.

"I think we should form a small organization."

In the workshop specially set up for the modification of the Batmobile, Mason said to the alchemist brothers who were eagerly observing the design:

"An organization between pure craftsmen. I have too many ingenious ideas, but due to my current limitations, I can't bring them to life. I'm sure you two have similar frustrations. It could be like a pen pal club, meeting regularly for brainstorming sessions.

And since you run a wandering merchant group, you must have your own network of connections. I can also borrow it to sell my various creations."

"In that case, you might as well step down as the captain of this K Squad. Retire early and let someone else take over. Don't get involved in these things that will eventually stain your hands with blood."

Edward looked up and said:

"Our merchant group can make room for you."

"Yes, Mason, you don't want to get involved in wars, but wars will always find you. My brother and I have firsthand experience of that."

Alphonse, the Armor Alchemist, also advised:

"Your personality might be more suitable for being an excellent engineer or an outstanding alchemist. Since that's where your interest lies, why throw yourself into that quagmire?"

"If war is bound to find me, then I have to prepare in advance."

Mason shook his head and said:

"Your world is gone, but mine is still here. They need me, and I can't be as carefree as you two. Let's not talk about this anymore. Come, help me repair these three little things."

He took out three talismans he had obtained from the old wizard Shazam and said to the alchemist brothers:

"If I can repair them, if I can make them, believe me, these things will definitely sell well. When the time comes, I'll entrust the sales rights to you two, and we'll split the profits seventy-thirty.

By the way, give me a set of workshop components with alchemical arrays from your base, and give me a discount while you're at it.

Look at how spacious this place is.

If it's going to be a mobile factory, it needs to be renovated."