The track of dawn in the world of American manga

Chapter 115 67. Team K work report - I wish you a happy and happy 2023~ [5050] ~ Call it a day!

"Is this your city? Well, it feels pretty good."

The foursome from the Pirates of the Caribbean world stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the dark rooftop office of the Iceberg Bar, admiring Gotham City at dawn.

Captain Jack, who was wearing a retro pirate costume, admired the endless "concrete forest" in front of him with a sense of wonder. The "prosperity" that was visible to the naked eye but did not know how to describe it in words made him deeply feel that he was going to be there next.

Life in this world will probably be quite interesting, and it will definitely be much more comfortable than I expected.

The amazement in the eyes of the other three people was also the same.

After all, there is a gap of more than three hundred years between this place and the era they lived in.

The world may still be the same world, but everything is different.

Mason did not disturb his new team members from accepting the appearance of the new world. He glanced at the door to the world that was slowly closing behind him.

Zha Kang had just driven the pirate crew of the Black Pearl into the Forbidden Forest in the world of Hogwarts. Those noisy guys were very unruly, but fortunately the black magician had enough means and intimidation to overpower them.

"You can take our new team members out more these days and teach them some common sense they need to follow when living in Gotham, or arrange for a few smarter boys to be given to them."

The captain glanced at little Henry Turner who was looking at everything curiously beside him, and said to the kite man:

"This child is old enough to go to school. Do you want to find a way for him to go to your son's school and introduce him to your son?"

"He doesn't even have a household registration."

Charles sighed.

Although he is an old villain in Gotham City, he is different from the underworld giant like Penguin, who has hands and eyes. He does not have many official connections to arrange the new identities of four strangers.

Although it doesn't make much difference whether there is that thing in the chaotic city of Gotham.

"I'll do it."

Catwoman reached out and rubbed little Henry's head. She turned back to Mason and Kite Man and said:

"Because of Batman's special 'Robin Adoption Fetish', Alfred has a special 'liaison' in the municipal department who is responsible for handling these matters for Batman.

All it took was one phone call to that guy to get Jack and the others a complete set of completely new identities.

Of course, this 'private service' comes at a high price."

"Isn't it just money?"

Mason said something very Versailles.

He smoothly and gracefully threw the bat black card that Bruce gave him to Kite Man, who grinned and put it in his arms politely.

"Come on, guys, don't look anymore! I'll take you to take a shower and change clothes first. Jack's hairstyle also needs to be changed. I'll take you out for a meal later and it will be a reception."

Charles opened his arms and called for Jack and the other four to follow him. The next few days should be enough for these guys to adapt to the new place.

They are all outstanding talents in the Caribbean world, and they are incredibly adaptable.

After Jack, Angelina, Elizabeth and little Henry all left the office, Catwoman, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, turned back to Mason who was changing clothes and said:

"Is it really okay to leave Jason and Barbara over there?"

"That's what they asked for, Selina."

Mason turned his back to Catwoman and said as he took off his suit and put on his daily clothes:

"Er Tong and Barbara both need time to adapt to their new identities, and by the way, they can unravel the shadows left in each other's hearts about what happened in Gotham.

Don't worry, they can take care of themselves in that world.

Team K really needs to leave a liaison officer there. If we lose news like this, the cooperation system we have finally established will fall apart."

Having said this, Mason smiled and said:

"I asked my 'friends' to look after them. They will not be in danger."

"'Two Buckets'? What kind of strange name is this?"

Catwoman asked in surprise:

"Can't you just call him Jason?"

"Don't you think that helmet really looks like a bucket when he's dressed as the Scarlet Knight?"

Mason stretched out his finger and made a gesture on his head, then shrugged and explained:

"I even called Grayson 'Young Master', and I didn't see him refute the title. You know, when men give each other nicknames, it means that the relationship is further advanced.

Speaking of which, do you want to go directly back to Wayne Manor to see your adopted son?"

"Stop talking about him! Annoying!"

Selena nonchalantly unzipped the hidden zipper of her suit, stretched her body and said with a smile:

"The trade will be held in seven days, right? I will be back on time. You are not allowed to call me during these seven days. Sister, I am going to Europe for a vacation to treat myself."

"Can't you go to the cubicle and change?"

As soon as Mason turned around, he saw Catwoman's tight-fitting suit slipping off her smooth skin, revealing a ripe body in front of him against the rising sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

Selena is still combing her short hair to reveal her beautiful figure in the sun, just like a statue that interprets sexiness and temptation.

It looks really good, and it does show the healthy beauty of women, but Mason didn’t appreciate it for a few more seconds but turned around and complained:

"I can't explain this if I let the master see me! Please pay attention to the impact, okay?"

"Hey, little brother Mason is still so shy."

Catwoman, who once again inadvertently completed her daily task of "teasing little boys," covered her mouth and chuckled a few times, and said:

"It's not like I have no clothes on. Okay, don't leave, I won't tease you anymore. Here, here is the key to my apartment, which is in the largest house on Seventh Street in the Odsburg district.

I have collected a lot of beautiful but not expensive jewelry there. Aren’t you going to use them to make some accessories?

Use it however you like."

Mason took the key and glanced back at Catwoman who was putting on her skirt. He shook his head and sighed that he was indeed powerful enough to make such a woman love him with all her heart.

At the same time, I felt a little sour in my heart.

When can I have such "magical love"?

Ten minutes later, Mason returned to his shop on his beloved motorcycle.

It was early in the morning, and the two girls living here were still sleeping soundly. The young man entered the basement and started his business again without disturbing them.

Research on the Cleaner Legion's commander-strengthening potion is far from complete.

Although the first batch of experimental products has been distributed to the testers, Mason knows that he is still a long way from getting the perfect strengthening potion, and he is not willing to waste time.

However, in the afternoon, Mason did not continue to practice alchemy. Instead, he sat in front of the counter and unfolded his notebook to write and draw on it. Sometimes he would frown and glance at it as he was thinking about important matters.

Poison Ivy, who had just woken up from her sleep, and Harley took a shower and met to go out for a meal. Before leaving, Dr. Harley took a curious look at the paper filled with words in front of Mason. She said curiously:

"What are you doing? This is..."

"Work report."

Mason said without raising his head:

"It needs to be handed over to superiors."

"Ah? Do you have to write this when you are a nurse in a clinic?"

Harry said in surprise:

"Is Dr. Leslie so strict?"

"Yes, she has always been a very strict person."

Mason did not explain but looked up at the girl in sportswear in front of him and asked:

"How have you been these past few days? Are you feeling irritable all of a sudden?"

"well enough."

Dr. Harley rubbed her hair and said:

"My life here is very comfortable and there is no pressure. I don't have to think about those troublesome problems and taking medicine on time has made my mentality a lot more stable.

Oh, by the way, Mason, Arkham called me. The director wants me to return to the asylum and continue serving there after the reconstruction is completed, do you think I should accept it?"

"You have such a serious mental problem yourself, and you still want to treat others? Aren't you afraid that staying with a group of real lunatics for a long time will make your situation worse?"

Mason squinted and said:

"I think you should cure your illness first."

"That's right."

Dr. Harley, who had been looking forward to it just now, became visibly depressed.

Mason wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he had nothing to say. The main reason was that Harley's problem was more difficult, and it couldn't be solved with one or two heartwarming words.

A few minutes later, Poison Ivy walked down wearing a trench coat to cover her body and a scarf and sunglasses to cover her face.

She held her good friend's arm and glanced at Mason again. With a kind of anxiety like "a student handing in homework", she placed several bottles of strangely colored potions in front of Mason and asked him to taste them.

"You did this?"

The young man took the bottles of medicine in his hand, looked at them, pulled out the stoppers, smelled them, shook his head and said:

"Although it does fall into the category of 'magic potion', the effect is much weaker than the original one. It seems that you still need to practice the basic skills. I will teach you again when you come back tonight.

Now, Ivy, take Harley to play, keeping her in a good mood is more important than anything else."

Having said this, Mason suddenly blinked his eyes and said to the two girls in front of him:

"It just so happens that I have a few friends who have just arrived in Gotham and are in need of a guide to familiarize them with the wild style of this city. If you are not busy, you can go and help.

Just contact Charles, Ivy, you should have his contact information.

But I want to remind you."

Mason lowered his voice and said mysteriously:

"Those guys are all fringe members of the 'magic circle'. They belong to a monastic school that has not set foot in the outside world for hundreds of years. Their understanding of the world is still in the eighteenth century.

So don’t laugh at them if they do something strange.”

"Guests from the Magic Circle, this sounds really interesting! The way people thought and viewed the world in the eighteenth century is a great research topic."

Dr. Harley's beautiful blue eyes suddenly lit up.

She happily pulled her best friend Ivy toward the door. Mason threw the car keys over and said:

"Drive my car, be careful not to get scratched, and don't fly around in it like a swagger. Airplane mode is only used when you are in danger!"

"Thanks, Mason, you are such a good boss."

Harley whistled, put on her helmet, rode on Mason's scooter, and disappeared on the road to the door with her best friend.

Mason frowned as he watched them leave.

Dr. Harley may not feel it herself, but Mason, an outsider, can clearly see that her condition is deteriorating. The most obvious manifestation is that her personality is becoming more and more "lively" and her living habits have begun to change.

A former psychiatrist and psychology expert abandoned the rigid habits he had developed in his twenty-seven years of life and began to actively try a more lazy and casual lifestyle.

This is an external manifestation of personality deviation.

Mason's palliatives and euphorias could keep her in a happy state of mind, but they were difficult to reverse the deep changes in her thinking and spirit.

Is Harley Quinzel really unable to escape the fate of becoming "Harley Quinn" in this life?

"What if I had Professor X's abilities?"

Mason sighed, lowered his head to complete his work report, and said softly:

"Let alone Harley, even Zhou Keer's illness can probably be cured, right?"

He stopped thinking about these currently unsolvable problems and focused on the work report at hand.

This thing is certainly not for Dr. Leslie.

Mason was summarizing the work of Team K over the past month, and he planned to send this report to Mr. Hunter using the internal mail network of the Association of Stars.

In addition to showing his formal and positive work attitude to his superiors, he also had a tentative mind.

After meeting "Old J" Edward Teague in the Caribbean world and being reminded by the mysterious old pirate, Mason realized that his biggest crisis was currently with Mr. Hunter.

That guy already knew that Old K died in his own hands but did nothing. Instead, he added Mason's K team to his direct development team. This behavior was undoubtedly to achieve some purpose.

Mason has thought it through clearly.

There are just two possibilities.

If Mr. Hunter is a "member" of the small team marked by Gwent, then this behavior is likely to be out of implicit protection and observation.

After all, Old K leaving his Gwent cards to Mason is equivalent to acknowledging Mason's "right of inheritance".

But if she is not one of our own.

Then Team K is in a very dangerous situation now.

I had previously learned from Mr. Sandstorm that the battle loss rate of the team directly under Mr. Hunter was astonishing, plus the forced development mission that would begin in a month.

The combination of these two factors is likely to result in Mason and his team being consumed as cannon fodder, like poor mice caught by a vicious cat.

It doesn't eat out of kindness, it just wants to play more viciously.

But testing also requires methods.

Mason narrowed his eyes and wrote quickly while carefully handling some details in the work report. He wrote down everything that happened in Gotham City.

He didn't even hide his role in this matter and how he helped Mr. Sandstorm escape.

Of course, betraying the Society of Stars cannot be included.

However, anyone with a sharp mind can guess some clues without any solid evidence after reading the report.

Mason left this little "hint" on purpose.

He hoped to see Mr. Hunter's reaction to this matter, and perhaps he could deduce from her reaction whether the mysterious exploration master was a friend or not.

This is very risky behavior.

Sending this letter is likely to cause the "execution force" of the Star Society to appear in Gotham and cause trouble for the K-Team, but the young man is not unprepared.

He has already made his decision.

If the stars will react violently to this, then they might as well just break up with each other!

Zha Kang has also confirmed that the soul curse is only for secrecy rather than forced control, so as long as Team K does not reveal the secrets about the Star Society, they will not die on the spot even if they betray.

The best thing is that in this ultra-dangerous Class A world that has just foiled the Star Club's operation, Mason already has strong enough "allies".

The young man glanced at the old flip phone he had on hand. It not only contained Batman's emergency call number, but also the personal phone number of the fastest Flash in the world.

He has integrated into the superhero circle.

And with the support of the entire Justice League superheroes. As long as the execution troops of the Star Society dare to come, Mason can guarantee that they will never make it back alive.

It seems that it was really wise to reject Mr. Hunter's proposal and resolutely choose this world as the base world!

"So, the mysterious hunter lady."

Mason folded the envelope and took out a simple wax seal to seal it.

He looked at the work report in his hand and said softly:

"Now let me see if you are a friend."

(End of chapter)