"What kind of person is this 'Night Devil'?"

While following Mayor Jameson's grumbling towards the shelter hospital, Barbara quietly asked Mason as she handed out candies to the children around her:

"This nickname doesn't sound like a good person, and how do you know about all this? Mason, why do I feel like you are as familiar with this world as Gotham?"

"There is a library in the Star Castle."

Mason casually made up:

"It contains all the task records of the Pioneer Team and introductions to parallel worlds. Only C-level personnel can enter.

While you, Judy, and Selina were dancing and having fun, I went in and looked at some things.

As for who Night Devil is...

It's hard for me to explain this question. You can think of him as a beggar version of Batman.

He also has the principle of 'not killing'.

And his way of doing things is very similar to our master. They are both the kind of guys who like to walk around in dark alleys late at night and break the bones of the unlucky criminals they encounter with their bare hands.

The only difference is that he doesn't have a fortune to inherit, nor a cool Batmobile to drive.

But he also has advantages.

He has superpowers!"

"What superpowers?"

Captain Jack squinted and asked:

"Since he's called 'Night Devil', can he transform into a monster?"

"No."

Mason frowned and thought for a moment, organizing his words concisely and seriously:

"Simply put, he is blind, and his superpower is seeing things."

Blank faces x3.

Even the two barrels under the red barrel mask showed an expression of "Are you fucking kidding me?"

"That's the truth, believe it or not."

Mason shrugged.

It's a pity that in this degenerate world, no one believes the truth anymore.

A few minutes later, under the curious gaze of the K team members, the group was led by Jameson into the underground hospital. Because this place was originally a shelter exclusively for S.H.I.E.L.D., although there were only a few thousand people hiding here, the infrastructure was not bad, and the hospital was built very professionally, without any feeling of a small workshop.

In a separate ward, Mason saw Mr. Matt Murdock sitting in a wheelchair.

And when Barbara saw his wheelchair, her face immediately showed a "sympathetic" expression, and she felt a little more favorable towards this masked Night Devil.

Ah, fellow wanderers.

But Night Devil's situation was much more miserable than hers. She was only paralyzed from the waist down by a shot from the Joker, but Mr. Murdock had all his bones broken.

High-level paraplegia.

Except for his head, his whole body was paralyzed.

But according to Jameson's explanation mixed with unfiltered dirty words on the way, it was not the Hound of the Stars and the mad dogs of the Cleaners who deliberately tortured him.

It is said that during the Battle of Doomsday, Night Devil saved someone and ended up being trapped under a collapsed building.

If it weren't for Punisher Frank Castle, who was still alive at the time, and the now middle-aged and overweight version of Peter Parker risking their lives to rescue him, he would probably have died in the ruins....

But their decision to save Lawyer Murdock directly resulted in Spider-Man being defeated by the enemy again, and then Mary Jane running to save her ex-husband, causing her husband and child to die in the apocalypse.

It's simply a series of tragedies.

"Outsider?"

As Mason and the others entered the ward, Mr. Murdock, who was sitting in a wheelchair wearing red sunglasses, whispered:

"Miss, your heartbeat is accelerating, why? Do you pity me?"

"?"

Barbara widened her eyes.

She was still wearing the Bat suit.

This specially made suit not only had bulletproof capabilities but also blocked most surveillance methods. Under such circumstances, how could this man, who was already paralyzed and supposedly blind, feel her heartbeat from a dozen meters away?

Even the two barrels looked at Mason in astonishment.

Is this the blind man who can see things that you were talking about?

Hey!

Didn't you skip at least a thousand words in between?

This super perception, which can be called outrageous even in the Justice League, is too exciting!

"Don't look at me like that."

Mason said softly:

"I just omitted a few tiny details. Our Mr. Murdock, in his prime, could hear cries for help within a ten-block radius with his enhanced hearing alone.

The enhancement of the four senses other than vision gives him a similar ability to sense like a beast.

Two barrels, you said that Spider-Man, who lost his spider-sense, could defeat you within fifty moves. If you were to fight Mr. Murdock, he should be able to subdue you within thirty moves, right?"

"It's not that exaggerated."

The paralyzed Night Devil in the wheelchair weakly chuckled, and his ears moved as he said:

"That gentleman wearing the helmet has an amazing physique. With the exaggerated intensity of his heartbeat, he can knock down a blind man like me with one punch."

"Assuming he can hit you."

Mason approached to check Matt Murdock's physical condition and said:

"Why didn't my colleagues come to recruit you?"

"What value does a useless person have? They may have a way to treat me, but obviously, your colleagues don't want to waste time on a useless person.

But you seem to be an exception."

Mr. Murdock, wearing red sunglasses with a touch of arrogance, said in a gentle tone."This also relieves me of a lot of worries. You have Peter's scent on you. Have you seen him? He hasn't come to see me in a long time. Is he doing well?"

"I can only say that my colleagues have no taste! You and Peter are the most precious treasures in this abandoned city. Besides, how well can a middle-aged single man who has lost everything, is as lifeless as ashes, and has failed in managing his physique, live?"

Mason pinched Matt's severely atrophied muscles and his pitiful bone condition.

Like a professional physician, he made a diagnosis and chatted with Matt, who felt very familiar even though it was their first meeting, as if they were old friends:

"Peter told me that your good friend Frank Castle left with my colleagues. Don't you have any opinions about that?"

"He should have left a long time ago."

Matt shook his head with difficulty and said:

"Frank is also someone who has no reason to fight here. He belongs on the battlefield by nature. The blood flowing in his veins is that of explosive warfare. Staying here as a security guard will only leave him with regrets....

Those who took Frank and Gwen away are considered righteous. Maybe in another world, he can find his own past?

Compared to Frank, Gwen's departure may be even more tragic."

Daredevil sighed and said softly:

"Peter... he drove her away. Maybe he sensed something, but that was also a choice, the final choice in a confused life under the apocalypse.

Between Mary Jane and Gwen, he chose his first love.

The girl who accompanied Peter through the darkest times must have been heartbroken when she left. If you meet her in another world, remember to apologize to her on Peter's behalf.

I know that miserable guy keeps this in his heart.

Losing too much has tormented him, to the point where he doesn't even have the courage to say 'goodbye' anymore."

"You're like a melancholic poet, Matt. It seems like this apocalypse has changed you a lot."

Mason sighed and gestured for Bucket and Jack to come forward and help him lift Daredevil from the wheelchair and place him on the nearby hospital bed. Then, together with Barbara, they used a specially made rope to tie Matt's limbs and body.

Barbara, who had consumed the Bone Spirit before, knew that this process was necessary.

Mason's concoction was very effective, but the excruciating pain it caused was akin to torture. When Mason opened the lid of the Bone Spirit, Matt Murdock, who was tied to the hospital bed, suddenly asked:

"So, what's the price? Do I have to leave with you? If that's the case, then I refuse. My loved ones and friends are buried here, and I don't really want to leave."

"Don't worry, it's free this time."

Mason shook the bottle of black liquid and said:

"This world has already lost too much. I have no intention of plundering it again. But if my teammates and I cause a commotion in Osborn Tower, I would greatly appreciate it if you could help.

Also, there are some things I want to ask you.

Old Peter doesn't want to talk to me about the things that have deeply affected him."

After speaking, the young man brought the medicine to Matt's mouth and poured the entire bottle of Bone Spirit into it.

Matt, the lawyer, thought that he wouldn't feel any pain anymore since he was paralyzed. After all, he was already in such a state.

But he was wrong.

It turned out that Daredevil seemed to have forgotten the concept of pain after losing his powers, and Mason thoughtfully brought back what he had forgotten.

Just thirty seconds later, Matt writhed on the bed like a struggling caterpillar, his veins bulging on his face as he gritted his teeth to suppress the weak groans.

Seeing this scene, Barbara immediately stuffed a rolled-up towel into Daredevil's mouth to prevent him from biting off his own tongue in extreme pain.

"Ugh..."

Low groans soon echoed in the ward, immediately exciting James, who was waiting outside with anticipation. He cursed and called for the doctors, making the ward lively in no time.

The K Team quickly stepped out to stop the doctors from entering the ward.

Captain Jack claimed that the patient's condition needed further observation, but in reality, he was giving Mason and the lawyer enough time to talk....

When entering a new world, gathering intelligence is always the most important task.

Mason had used Bone Spirit before, so he had a precise grasp of the rules for its effectiveness. When the pain from the first wave of bone healing subsided slightly, he reached out and removed the towel from the panting lawyer's mouth.

Matt's whole body was drenched in sweat, lying on the hospital bed like a dumpling scooped out of a pot.

He was extremely weak.

But his mental state became even clearer due to the pain.

"This is just the first wave. The Bone Spirit is circulating in all the bones of your body, correcting the misaligned joints. The first stage will repair external injuries, and then the second stage of the medicine will help regenerate your bone marrow.

That is a more terrifying pain.

People say it feels like ten thousand ants crawling in your bones..."

While setting up a miniature alchemy array and taking out various herbal ingredients, Mason turned his head to the breathless lawyer on the hospital bed and said:

"But don't worry, before it erupts, I will give you a potion that temporarily separates your will from your body, so you can safely get through tonight without biting your tongue in pain or causing permanent psychological trauma."You have about ten minutes of clarity. We can chat undisturbed during this time, which will help you stay alert."

"This medicine really packs a punch."

The lawyer, weakly complaining, said:

"If I didn't know you were treating me, I would have thought this was a damn torture."

"Well, there are records that some evil alchemists use the pain of the living bone spirit to extract information. Their specific operation is to first break the target's bones to make them endure the first wave of pain.

Then they feed them the living bone spirit to make them endure the second wave of pain while remaining conscious.

Generally speaking, after this set of operations, even the toughest person will speak.

If they encounter a true tough guy, they repeat the above process until the other person can't bear it or their nerves are damaged due to prolonged pain."

Mason activated the alchemy array and turned the materials at hand into five bottles of life and death water amidst the flashing red light.

While preparing "postoperative medication" for the lawyer, he shared some interesting anecdotes about alchemists and observed the lawyer's changing expression, saying:

"Well, don't show that expression. I'm just joking. I won't ask you anything too complicated... Can you tell me in detail about the war before the doomsday battle in your world?

I mean, the signs before the war, did your world also have traitors and collaborators?"

"Yes."

The lawyer groaned a few times and, after Mason fed him some kind of potion, he whispered:

"It started as a debate.

It was the end of the era of the split during the Civil War of Heroes. After clearing up the remnants of the Skrulls in this world, we once saw hope for reunification.

It was at that time that some researchers first observed the signs of the coming doomsday. Then, a rebellion broke out in New Asgard where Thor was located, and Wakanda closed its borders overnight.

These were independent events, and no one discussed them together...

It wasn't until the Illuminati's secret operation failed that we realized that the Star Union had already infiltrated our world during the secret war with the Skrulls.

Even...

Even those Skrulls were likely supported by them in secret.

We realized the danger, so we decided to unite to face the crisis. However, before we could uncover the truth, a global viral disaster suddenly broke out.

The result was catastrophic."

"Is this ruined world now the remnants of the 'Contamination Operation'?"

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Mason pushed up the glasses on his nose and took out the shrunken and preserved Zombie King Jinbi from his pocket. He observed the sample in his hand and asked:

"After being infected with this virus, it seems that some rationality can still be retained?"

"Not only that."

The lawyer sighed and said:

"It swept the world overnight. At first, we thought it was just an ordinary zombie virus, but subsequent research surprised us.

For ordinary people, this virus strengthens their reactions and strength. Apart from brain damage, it almost enhances all of them.

As for superhumans, this virus not only retains some rationality but also distorts their behavior and thoughts. During the craziest period, news of superheroes or supervillains being infected came every day.

We had to put aside the operation to uncover the black hand and instead deal with the escalating zombie crisis. But soon, those zombies united.

Ironically, they united faster than us."

"United?"

Mason raised an eyebrow.

Although he had known that the zombie crisis in this world was different from what he had seen before, hearing the lawyer's description still surprised him.

He said:

"Is it the kind of 'unity' that I'm thinking of?"

"Probably."

The lawyer smiled bitterly and said:

"They formed a zombie version of the Avengers, with the Zombie Thor as their leader. They also have a strategist, the zombified Nick Fury, commanding their army.

I know you must be wondering why you can't see them in this world now.

It's because your compatriots took them away, perhaps using them as an evil legion to ravage other worlds.

And just when we were fighting the zombie Avengers at the most intense moment, the Star Union and the Cleaners swaggered in here.

In the shadow of doomsday, we were powerless to resist and could only launch a final desperate charge... As you can see, we lost, and our world was destroyed.

This is our story, Mason.

The story of a group of losers."