The track of dawn in the world of American manga

"Identity verification passed! Welcome back, Mr. Lucius."

The pleasant electronic sound sounded from the private laboratory on the 7th floor underground of Wayne Industries. This laboratory belonging to Mr. Lucius Fox requires special permission to enter.

Mason held Lucius's identity card in his hand, walked in with his invisibility cloak on, took out a bottle of brown potion from his pocket and drank it in one gulp.

A few seconds later, he felt a slight discomfort in his eyes. After blinking a few times, the darkness in front of him quickly dissipated, allowing Mason to temporarily possess the ability of [night vision].

The potion in his hand also comes from Old K's alchemy book. It is a witcher's potion called "Cat's Eye". In addition to being unaffected in complete darkness, it can also effectively resist hypnosis during the effective time.

The witcher potions recorded by Lao K are all very useful, but these things have a disadvantage that is difficult to ignore, that is, they often contain toxins.

The physique of a demon hunter can withstand these toxins, but ordinary people cannot.

Mason could only dilute the potion and not drink it multiple times, otherwise he would have to try the taste of the secret "bezoar" antidote in the world of Hogwarts himself.

But it's definitely enough for exploration right now.

He hid in his invisibility cloak and moved forward unaffected in the darkness. Soon he saw two disassembled and unpainted Batmobile prototypes in the garage.

They should be undergoing special modifications in a specific direction.

Mason really wants to get a ride on this cool vehicle. After all, what normal man can say no to something as cool as the Batmobile?

But he did not act immediately, but continued to walk and check in several other areas.

"Batman's suit development work has never stopped. He is designing and making different suits for different situations. Look at this delightful collection."

Mason stood in front of a large display window and looked at the nearly a dozen different types of Bat suits displayed in different categories.

From the most commonly worn polymer prototype suit, to the thick armor-type suit used for heavy assaults, to the conceptual titanium alloy suit that combines flexibility, defense and offense.

Some of them are completed designs, and some are clearly concept styles.

However, these suits are not equipped with weapon systems.

After all, the genius designer Mr. Lucius's laboratory is only responsible for design and production, and combat testing should be conducted in the Batcave.

Mason's eyes passed over the suits placed in front of him, and a bold idea came to his mind, but he still did not act immediately and instead turned to the deeper areas of the laboratory.

Then, he saw three large industrial-grade 3D printers used for different occasions.

This thing made Mason's eyes light up. He stepped forward to check out these powerful-looking machines and found that they all had the Wayne Industries logo on the casing.

Good guy, self-produced and sold.

Mr. Bruce Wayne really understands the art of using public tools for personal use.

He put his hand on the black machine in front of him, and the character card immediately gave a label:

Battle suit making equipment

Quality: epic engineering creation·outstanding craftsmanship

Utility: This instrument was designed by Mr. Lucius Fox and produced by the Wayne Industrial Precision Industrial Equipment Department. It is specially used to design and produce various types of suits for Batman. It can not only complete the printing and production of polymer materials, but also

Design and shape cutting of special metals.

Using this instrument requires a certain level of scientific and technological literacy, or engineering level 3 knowledge.

Tips: This large equipment can be used for more purposes through engineering modifications. A full transformation requires Engineering lv6.

Item description: You don’t really think that Batman’s polymer biomaterial suit is sewn with embroidery needles, do you?

The young man sighed.

He felt sad for Bruce Wayne's luxury and wealth, and felt sad for his own lack of imagination. The realization of his ability to make money in front of him made him feel like he had eaten several lemons.

He looked at the other two instruments, which were specially prepared for making the complex combat accessories of the Bat suit.

From fighting gauntlets that can pop out shark-tooth swords, to various modified and upgraded models of batarangs, from the simplest hook-lock flying claw gun to the stylish and practical memory material bulletproof gliding cloak.

As long as Mason masters how to use these machines and has enough materials, he can also make different suits for himself.

Even further!

Mason took out a small piece of metal from his arms that emitted green fluorescence in the dark. He squinted and thought:

"After all, except for a few warehouses of kryptonite, Batman doesn't have channels like me to get all kinds of rare magic metals."

Thinking of this, Mason stood up and looked back at the laboratory behind him.

He regretted that there was no prototype Bat fighter here that he could take away. That kind of multi-functional aircraft that could be commanded remotely was really useful.

But this is enough for now.

Mason didn't come here just to steal a thing or two, that would be shameful and wasteful.

With Batman's cautious style of doing things, he can be sure that as long as he takes something away from here, the entire laboratory will immediately be moved to a more private place.

Therefore, Mason has only one chance to get something from this treasure house!

In this case...

So why not move the entire lab at once?

Well, this idea must have been too futuristic for other supervillains to evacuate the entire R&D lab without alerting the building guards and triggering the security alarm.

The main thing is that I have the intention but don’t have the conditions.

But these are not problems in Mason's eyes, not even troubles.

The young man opened the magic suitcase he carried with him. Even after placing a three-story apartment in this large 500x500x50 space, there was still quite a lot of space for him to use.

The space of Lao K's magic apartment is also large enough, and everything in the laboratory can be put in it piece by piece.

As for the security alert...

Well, Mason doesn't have that much time to try and disarm the entire lab.

But the problem is, he doesn't need to do this.

"Shua"

The huge black 3D printer was pushed to the suitcase in front of Mason's eyes and he turned on the traceless expansion spell switch. It disappeared into the opened suitcase like magic.

A shrill alarm sounded immediately.

But Mason continued to carry the box indifferently and walked slowly through every corner of the laboratory like a "sweeping goods".

I took over a dozen prototype Bat suits.

I took the data cabinet where the drawings were stored.

We took raw materials of various special metals and special materials.

Finally, there are three Batmobiles and the two Batmobiles that have not yet completed special modifications, take them!

However, within five minutes, this huge laboratory became empty.

Only the piercing sirens echoed miserably.

Mason swiped Mr. Lucius's ID card and walked out of the laboratory, put down his suitcase, took out a pen, and wrote a crooked line on the back of the ID card with his left hand.

He stuck the card in front of the laboratory elevator, then stretched with his suitcase in hand. When the elevator door opened, he passed by a group of heavily armed security personnel. He entered the elevator and left Wayne without any attachment.

building.

A few minutes later, Mr. Lucius, who was shaken awake by his female assistant, received the news like a bolt from the blue.

His personal laboratory was robbed!

"What was lost?"

The old man who had taken a trace amount of bat sedative was still a little confused.

He yawned and rubbed his head while asking his assistant. The long-legged blond assistant answered with a strange expression:

"Well, this may not be the extent of losing anything. Mr. Lucius, you'd better go and see for yourself. To be honest, it's really difficult for me to describe that scene to you with my poor language.

I can only say it was too shocking.”

"Um?"

The old man, who had seen great storms and had been responsible for the design and development of Batman for more than ten years, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and came to his laboratory with the help of his assistant.

Then he fell into a long silence as he looked at the empty laboratory in front of him, where every rat would drop a few coins before committing suicide.

"Did I go to the wrong place?"

The old man, who was already in his sixties, looked at the assistant beside him after a few seconds and whispered:

"Is there a possibility that this is not my laboratory but an empty underground parking lot? After all, you just said that the time from the alarm sounding to the security personnel entering here was only five or six minutes.

I can't think of any possibility that would allow a thief to evacuate my laboratory in such a short period of time.

Not to mention anything else, the three customized industrial printers alone weigh more than five tons.

Didn’t the laboratory monitoring system detect..."

Lucius stopped mid-sentence.

He glanced speechlessly at the place where a dedicated computer should have been.

There is nothing there.

Even the cameras scattered throughout the laboratory have been "packed away".

This thief is so ruthless!

The old man fell into a dilemma of doubting his life. He was at a loss for a while when faced with this bizarre situation, until the assistant returned his ID card to him.

Mr. Lucius glanced at the crooked words on the card.

That was left by the thief.

Although the handwriting is ugly, the message is very philosophical.

"Give some, take some. Fair deal."

"Um?"

The old man immediately narrowed his eyes and thought about what happened before. He said:

"So, the 'antidote' that suddenly appeared in the laboratory was actually a 'gift' from this unknown Lord? What is this? A certain anti-hero or phantom thief who behaves strangely appears in this damn city again.

?"

"This is Gotham after all, Mr. Lucius."

The blond assistant next to the old man brushed his hair and shrugged, and whispered:

“The only conclusion I’ve come to after living here for so many years is that anything is possible in this city.”

"Oh, forget it, that's it."

Lucius felt very tired.

But confirming the source of the drug gave him a little peace of mind. While instructing his assistant to speed up the testing and verification of the drug, he walked out of the empty laboratory and dialed the number of another old man.

"Alfred, how was the birthday party?"

Mr. Lucius smiled at the other end of the phone and said:

"I heard that you invited several confidantes from your youth to celebrate your birthday? You, an old guy, really know how to enjoy it."

"Don't mention it, Lucius, I'm still in the manor right now."

Mr. Alfred answered in his elegant and standard London accent with a sense of helplessness and exhaustion:

"Something happened in the city, and I was recalled urgently. You don't know how 'busy' Naihe Island is tonight. Our Batman is still getting into the sewers and playing hide-and-seek with the zombies.

What's wrong with you?"

"Two things, one good and one bad."

The old gentleman sighed and said:

"The serum vaccine has been produced and is now undergoing human trials for verification. Originally, this process required at least four rounds of large-scale clinical testing, but considering the seriousness of the matter, we can speed up the process appropriately.

If everything goes well, it can be submitted to the medical department for review tomorrow and a dedicated production line can be prepared."

"Well, he will be very happy to hear the news."

Alfred's tone also became more relaxed and he said:

"I knew it was absolutely right to leave these matters to you."

"Haha, you are happy too early, Ah Fu."

Lucius told the old housekeeper about the strange things that happened in the medical laboratory, and then talked about the things in his research laboratory:

"Here's the bad thing I'm going to say, the lab where I design and make combat equipment for Batman was robbed, and everything was gone within five minutes.

Taken away as 'reward' by the stranger who helped us.

Therefore, Batman needs to give me additional funds to build a new laboratory, which is a lot of money.

However, considering the huge profits that this serum vaccine will generate once it is launched and the resulting social impact that is expected to push up the group's share price, we can easily make a lot of money from it."

The old man paused and said:

"The benefits will be enough to allow him to build ten more laboratories without feeling any pain."

"So, the well-meaning but greedy gentleman may have made a small profit, but Wayne Industries will definitely not lose money?"

Alfred made a joke, and then said in a serious tone:

"The security system of Wayne Tower should be upgraded, starting immediately, Lucius, this may also be a warning."

"Well, I'll bring this up at the board meeting tomorrow."

The old man looked at the written ID card in his hand.

He said:

"Everything in my laboratory has a tracking device. I will try to track that mysterious Lord. I will inform you if there is any news."

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"Tracking device, sure enough! Everyone related to Batman will develop this bad habit of distrusting others! There is really no sincerity between people at all."

At the same time, on the second floor of Cooper's store.

In the space inside the suitcase that was placed on the table, Mason climbed out from the bottom of a Batmobile prototype holding a strange-shaped engineering wrench.

He held two black trackers and locators in his hands, looked at the various things piled around him, and thought with a headache:

"Before I take these things out openly, I have to check them all. This is not going to work. I need an assistant.

Urgent need.

Charles used to work in the aerospace department of Wayne Industries and is also a good engineer. If he wants, maybe he can move from combat to logistics support later."

Mason played with the tracker in his hand and thought:

"But in this case, I have to find another way to recruit a combatant. Let me think about it, Kang is a spell user and can be regarded as a warlock and a wizard. Selina is an excellent person trained by Batman himself.

assassin.

And I can be seen as a shooter and a healing support.

Team K needs a soldier!

A ruthless character who can charge into battle, preferably an all-rounder like Lao K.

Um...

Wonder Woman?

Forget it, forget it, we can't afford to offend this demigod just yet.

Just look for it among the heroes in Gotham City. Or, find a way to prepare the love potion in the high-end potion and give it to Selina, so that she can seduce the Bat Master?

Emmmm, let’s consider this as a backup plan.”

ps:

It's a sheep, brothers, we didn't escape in the end, alas...