The track of dawn in the world of American manga

Chapter 10 10. Tragedy caused by a cat

"Everything about this coat is good, except that it's a little big and a little smelly."

Zombie Hagrid's body was burning like a bonfire. Mason took off his backpack to use as a chair and was applying first-aid bandages to the Kite Man sitting next to him.

He still performed his "mute character" perfectly, but Kite Man, who felt that he was already in the same group as Mason, was complaining endlessly.

Mason distributed the spoils to him, and he was delighted.

But Mason gave him a smelly piece of clothing that was stained with blood, and he wasn't happy.

"ah."

As the bandage in Mason's hand tightened, the complaining kite man suddenly twitched, and the young man's eyes also lit up with another reminder of the X5 improvement in first aid proficiency brought about by the excellent craftsmanship of quick bandaging.

He nodded with satisfaction, wrapped the bandage and tied it into a bow, and motioned to the kite man to stretch out his other badly bruised arm.

This guy is actually quite lucky.

He was asked by Old K to serve as cannon fodder, but was slapped away by the zombie Hagrid. With the sharpness of the zombie's mutated claws, as long as the claws cut this guy's skin, he would be dead now.

Although I don’t know if Old K has the antidote to the zombie virus.

But what is certain is that the sinister old guy will never give the precious antidote to a cannon fodder.

"Let's change it."

Although Kite Man had no problem with the "new boss"'s reticence, he had his own little thoughts at this moment. He hugged the smelly leather jacket and said to Mason:

"I'll trade this with you. I'll give you a gun. I mean, you can give me the knife.

Look how good this material is. It looks like real top-grade fur. I’m not exaggerating. After the Joker Gang broke up, I worked odd jobs in Gotham’s Wayne Mall for a while to earn rent.

I have worked hard at distinguishing fur, and I am absolutely professional.

If you take this thing back and repair it, you can sell it for hundreds of thousands at least."

"Then why don't I give you one million and you give me the clothes."

Old K's voice appeared next to the two people like a ghost, but Mason remained unmoved, while Kite Man's whole body tensed up.

"Don't be nervous, my best investigator, you will be the main force in the next work."

The cunning old guy showed a peaceful expression and sat next to Mason and Kite Man. While he was looking at Mason's skillful and precise first aid skills, he casually said to Kite Man:

"Mason is so kind to his own people. He gave you such a good magic protective gear without blinking an eye. When I was a newcomer, my captain was not so kind to me.

At that time, I had to fight tooth and nail to get even an ordinary magic arrow."

"Magic protective gear?"

The kite man blinked, looked at the smelly coat in his hand, and asked humbly:

"Is this thing powerful?"

"Well, it's quite powerful. As you saw just now, this jacket can even withstand small-scale explosions at close range, and ordinary-caliber bullets cannot penetrate its protection at all."

Old K is a knowledgeable person.

He reached out and stroked the black mole fur coat in Kite Man's hand, and said:

"Even in the internal trading pit of the Society of Stars, this kind of tough and magical protective gear is very popular among D-class personnel.

Of course, the more senior members looked down upon it.

Don't look at me, Charles.

I'm a C-level person, I have better things and I won't take your poor loot. I'm certainly not a good person, but I can be generous when necessary."

As he spoke, Old K took out three slender bottles with blood-red liquid from his belt and handed them to Mason. He looked at Mason and said:

"Exchange the knife you got to me. This thing is a compensation for you."

Mason stopped what he was doing and looked at Old K in surprise. He hesitated for a moment, obviously thinking, and then took the potion handed over by Old K and rubbed it in his hand.

The next moment, the character card gave an analysis:

"A high-level special alchemical compound has been detected. According to the analysis, the item is 'Swallow Potion'. After drinking it, your vitality will be restored immediately and all injuries up to [serious injury] will be healed within the next five minutes.

The knowledge of alchemy skills is too low to parse the complete formula, and the 'Healing Potion·Elementary' formula has been included."

Looking at the three high-grade potions in front of him, Mason's expression was somewhat moved.

Under Old K's expectant gaze, Mason pulled out the giant-style hunting knife from his waist and stroked its blade with a look of reluctance.

This thing also has special tags:

Hagrid's Skinning Knife

Quality: Excellent forged items·Excellent craftsmanship

Effect: Enchanted with sharpness, but poor balance and poor in melee combat. Giant hunter-style knives are very suitable for harvesting leather, and the resource collection speed is greatly increased when equipped.

Producer: Friedurfa Haig

Item description: When you hold it, you will miss the gentle strength of the giant mother when she helped you smash the head of the Explosive Tooth Bear.

Warning: This item is stained with the blood of the animal tamer Hagrid. It will be very dangerous to get close to Hagrid's tamed pets while holding it!

This knife is really nice.

This is the third exquisite item that Mason got besides Penguin's armed umbrella and Batarang.

Although the label stated that it was "not good at close combat", when Mason got it before, he held it in his hand and slashed it in the air a few times and found that the destructive power was quite good and it was very easy to use.

The phenomenon of this conflict is actually easy to understand. The so-called explanation of not being good at melee combat is based on the size of the giant.

This thing is like a table knife in the hands of a half-giant like Hagrid. It is definitely not suitable for close combat, but for a standard-sized human, this thing is great.

With its sharpness, cutting off a zombie's head with one knife is as easy as cutting grass.

This old K is indeed a knowledgeable person.

With his poisonous eyes, he could tell at a glance that this knife was the most valuable trophy on the zombie's body, but instead of asking for it right away because of his status as captain, he exchanged it afterwards.

This action itself represents the kindness shown by Old K to Mason.

He has always said that he is selecting his future players, and it seems that the mediocre Mason has caught his eye. So the question now is, should he be replaced?

Mason stroked the knife in his hand, and the snow-white blade reflected his black hair and yellow skin.

The somewhat immature face was full of hesitation.

But when he saw the prompt in the information label column of the knife again, the young man made up his mind.

Judging from the current situation, those "pets" raised by Hagrid may have turned into zombies, and may now be wandering in the ruins of Hogwarts.

Hagrid, the half-giant, calls those things "pets".

But Mason, who has read movies and novels, knows the true identity of those harmless-sounding "little pets". Entering Hogwarts with this knife is a terrible hidden danger.

But it's perfect when used as a "trap".

Changed!

The young man looked reluctant, sighed, held the knife in both hands and handed it to Old K.

This action was seen by Explosive Girl and Earl Dizzy on the other side of the bonfire. The hot-tempered girl immediately spat at the side and cursed:

"Bah, you bitch!"

"Thank you."

Old K is also very satisfied with the result.

He generously put three high-grade potions into Mason's hand, stood up, and threw a bottle of special liquid to the Kite Man, signaling him to pour the potion on his new coat.

Later, Old K put Hagrid's hunting knife on the weapon slot on his back.

In this way, paired with the cool golden eagle one-handed sword that he already owns, he has two sharp weapons that can be used in close combat.

He didn't have to be so humble.

But unfortunately, the last expedition suffered heavy damage. As a dignified C-level personnel, he almost lost all his belongings. Now he can only start from scratch.

This hypocritical guy got the weapon he needed, walked over to Bomb Girl and Count Dizzy with a smile and clasped his hands behind his back, sat beside them and had a friendly conversation, and took out the next-level potion as a gift to the two grumblers.

The guy explained to them how to use the potion.

After seeing the tired Explosive Woman and the Dizzy Earl drinking the potion doubtfully, the smile on Old K's face became gentler.

Your new team can't just consist of skeletons.

Useful cannon fodder is also needed.

"Oh yeah, it doesn't stink anymore! It's just like new."

On Mason's side, the Kite Man poured the potion given by Old K onto Hagrid's fur coat, and many bubbles emerged.

After the kite man struggled to lift up the half-giant-sized coat and shake off the foam, the originally smelly coat became as clean as new.

It's as magical as magic.

It's a pity that the specifications of this coat are still for half-giants. Putting it on by Kite Man is like a naughty kid wearing his father's windbreaker, not even his arms and legs are exposed.

Mason blinked, and he made a gesture to ask the Kite Man to hand over the remaining liquid to him. He took it in his hand and took a look, and the information label quickly popped up:

Stark's armor cleaning fluid

Quality: Standard alchemical items·Standard craftsmanship

Effect: Use the dry cleaning mode to quickly clean all external stains. There are also different scents to choose from. It is a must-have for home and travel.

Item Description: For superheroes and playboys, a perfect appearance at all times is as important as a cool and powerful inside.

Status: The drawings have been included.

"Um?"

When he saw the name of this thing, Mason's heart moved.

Is this "Stark" the one? Well, it seems that Old K is not bragging. Their stars are really very powerful.

Thinking of this, Mason touched the three advanced healing potions on his belt, and then touched the back of his neck. I wonder if the effect of this medicine is enough to save his life when he cuts open his spine to retrieve the bomb?

Well, it takes five minutes for it to take effect.

I guess that won't work.

To be on the safe side, you have to find a magic potion that can heal the injury instantly.

There should be something like this in Hogwarts Academy. Potions and alchemy in this world have a very ancient heritage.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

More than twenty minutes later, while Mason, who was pretending to be a "mute persona", was silently completing the maintenance of his firearm, the low sound of the whistle reverberated on the magic platform. He stood up and looked at the perennial firecracker outside the platform.

Through the fog, I soon saw a train that looked like a steam locomotive breaking through the fog and slowly approaching.

Several other people also got up from their breaks, and Old K was even more armed and gearing up.

But soon, everyone's expressions changed.

That train was attacked!

Although the front end of the locomotive was still intact, only two train carriages that were supposed to be towed were left.

The last section was broken in the center as if it was exploded from the inside. As the train moved forward, the broken wheels kept rubbing against the rails, sparking sparks.

In other words, this thing is a magical creation, otherwise this situation would have been derailed long ago.

"Don't worry, there is no life activity inside."

Old K said while holding his pipe in his mouth.

He seemed to have some kind of detective ability. Mason, who had been observing him, just saw the shape of Old K's pupils change.

When the train slowly stopped at the platform, Old K, as the captain, stretched out his hand to push the door of the train but it did not move. He frowned and took out some cracking tools and said to others:

"Back off! This carriage contains the wizards' enchantment magic. It seems that some of them took this thing to take refuge when a disaster occurred.

A doomsday shelter, ugh, so pathetic.”

A few minutes later, the magic barrier was broken, and the door of the carriage was kicked open by Old K.

He was the first to walk up, and everyone filed in. As soon as they entered the carriage, there was a bad smell that made everyone frown.

There were corpses and blood stains everywhere in this intact carriage. The corpses were all still wearing the robes of young wizards, and even some official wizards died tragically in the carriage.

But no one can tell exactly what happened here.

"vomit"

The last kite man who got on the bus covered his mouth when he saw this scene and rushed off. The other people's faces were also ugly, except for old K.

The old guy grinned and said to the others:

"Get used to it as soon as possible. You will see more exciting things in the future. Now clean up these corpses. There are exactly four cabins in this carriage.

I'll go to the front of the car to check on the situation. You can rest on your own.

According to the Forerunner's information, this car will take at least four hours of driving to reach Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

After saying that, Old K quickly jumped on the top of the car and walked towards the front of the train. Although the remaining people were very unhappy, they still worked together to get rid of the corpses for the next four hours of "travel experience"

go out.

A few minutes later, the train restarted, and the compartments that had been tidied up were completely different. Bomb Girl and Count Vertigo went to the box on the left, while Mason stayed alone in a box.

But when the train left the platform, the Kite Man came in sheepishly, holding his new coat and rubbing his head.

He looked unhappy and embarrassed and said to Mason who was loading bullets into the magazine:

"Those two guys were really excited to have sex in the carriage. I really admire their mood."

Mason listened.

Sure enough, a sound like a cat's spring came from the back of the carriage. It seemed that the bomb girl and the count were really under a lot of pressure, and they both needed to vent their anger in this way.

Uh, maybe it's possible that this person is just good at it?

Damn it, that's understandable.

He took another look at Kite Man, who was lying on the sofa opposite him, putting his coat on his body and getting ready to sleep for a while. The latter noticed Mason's strange gaze and heard Bomb Girl's increasingly bold screams.

.

This guy didn't know what he was thinking of. He immediately covered his buttocks, shook his head crazily and said:

"I'm sorry, but I."

"Shh!"

Mason raised his finger to silence himself.

He heard a strange noise and cautiously opened the sliding door of the box. At this moment, a line of text jumped into his eyes:

"Enter combat status."

"grass!"

The young man slammed the newly opened hatch shut with the fastest reaction speed in his life.

Almost at the same time, with a shrill scream, several claw marks appeared on the glass of the closed train door, just like a dagger leaving white marks across the glass.

And through the glass, Mason happened to see the figure of the attacker.

a cat.

It was a tiger cat that was slightly larger than its normal size. Its eyes that were supposed to be dark green had now turned into a more dangerous bright red, reflecting a hint of ominousness.

What's even worse is that the cat's fur is no longer smooth and there are ulcers and dry scars left on it.

It was lying in front of the carriage glass, staring at Mason who grabbed the short-barreled blaster cannon with its scarlet eyes. Its hairless tail was waving around in place, like a little tiger that had found fresh food.

.

When he saw the iconic square glasses stripes on the tabby cat's face, Mason was shocked.

Professor McGonagall?

How could this happen?

But before Mason could take a closer look, the zombie tiger cat blocked by the glass heard more "lively" movements.

It disappeared in front of Mason's eyes with a whoosh, and rushed towards the car that kept making "weird noises" and the female screams became more and more passionate.

"The pair of wild mandarin ducks are finished!"

An idea appeared in the young man's mind, and the kite man behind him jumped in fright.

"Then what the hell is that?"

"Shut up! Go find old K! Hurry! We have encountered a hidden boss. If he comes later, everyone will probably die here!"

Mason's eyes fell on Hagrid's fur coat in the hands of the Kite Man. Old K said that this thing had magical and tough protection. He grabbed it and put it on his body and rushed out of the cabin with a gun.

Only the kite man holding the gun was left stunned.

"Ah, so you are not mute?"

(End of chapter)