The track of dawn in the world of American manga

Chapter 7 7. Someone is crossing here illegally! Where is the Justice League? You should take care of it.

In the afternoon, after finishing his afternoon dessert, Old K walked silently into the basement.

He immediately saw the broken glass of his collection cabinet, and he suddenly showed an angry look. But when he turned around, he saw Mason Cooper, a young man with bandages wrapped around his eyes, and he was blindly tearing it open with dexterous hands.

Anti-materiel sniper rifle.

Old K immediately became interested.

The mysterious villain leaned against the wall and made no sound, watching with interest as Mason covered his eyes and spent several minutes reassembling the gun.

The young man repeated this process mechanically, until the third time, the assembly speed had increased to less than two minutes.

"What are you doing?"

Old K suddenly asked, causing Mason to pause for a moment.

"I wonder if your eyes are decorations? Of course I am choosing weapons for action."

Mason said without looking back.

"But you are obviously taking apart my collection."

The evil man said in a bad tone:

"Although your skills are good, I spent a lot of effort to collect them from many different places. You'd better not damage them."

"Don't worry, Mr. K."

Mason once again took apart the sniper rifle on hand and said with two uses:

"I like guns, and guns like me. I will find the one that suits me best, and then help you complete this operation. I hope you can give me freedom at the end."

"I will, Mason. I've always been a man of my word."

Old K turned around and walked up the stairs and said quietly:

"The premise is that you can come back alive. I'll give you a suggestion. Bring more guns. There will be a lot of enemies. As for the bullets, you don't need to think about it. It's enough."

"call."

After Old K left, Mason breathed a sigh of relief. It was really uncomfortable to deal with this guy.

But the good news is not without it.

The moment Mason finished assembling the firearm at hand, the translucent light curtain in front of him suddenly flickered, and then two new drawings jumped into view.

"Successfully completed an outstanding craftsmanship and rapid assembly, the engineering skill proficiency increased by X10, it is currently Lv1, and professional drawings are open.

The ‘Critical Shotgun’ series of blueprints are unlocked, the ‘Engineering Explosives’ formula is unlocked, and the ‘Engineering Bomb’ series of blueprints are unlocked.”

The young man was immediately filled with the sudden surprise. He rubbed his arms and fingers that were already a little numb and looked at the production diagram of the newly unlocked equipment in front of him.

Drawing Description: Crit Shotgun [Classic Double Barrel Shotgun]

Creation quality: Determined by the maker’s craftsmanship, the upper limit of creation quality is [Epic]

Creation Characteristics:

The use of different materials will provide different enhanced attributes for the critical strike shotgun, but the finished product made according to the drawings will definitely include the [critical hit] effect.

This weapon can be equipped with various engineering accessories and ammunition, and has three modification methods: [Pump-action crit shotgun], [Precisely calibrated crit shotgun] and [Short-barreled crit hand cannon]

Item description: I want your titanium dog eyes, the blast shotgun in your hand and the Adi King on your feet!

Tip: The entry-level firearm modification blueprint has been unlocked.

"Is there any benefit for newbies?"

Mason looked at the four firearm drawings and fell into a long silence. To be honest, he couldn't understand how these four guns with completely different styles came from the same drawing.

But this does not prevent young people from having the joy of getting "new toys".

He looked back at the firearms in Old K's collection cabinet that had all been dismantled by him. He sneered and stepped forward to take down the guns that he had dismantled at least thirty times.

You almost don't have to look at them, you can easily take them apart with a few clicks, and select the available accessories according to the drawings in front of you.

His smooth movements resembled an old gun dealer who had been in this business for many years.

The box at his hand already contains many "excellent" quality firearm components that he selected. These components that are above average quality are all collected from old K's collection. Mason doesn't feel distressed at all when using them.

While he was assembling these guns according to the drawings to use as his future guns, he looked at the other two unlocked drawings.

Recipe Description: Engineering Explosives

Creation characteristics: By adding different raw materials, the explosive power is increased and different effects are produced.

Currently unlocked: high-explosive/fragmentation/incendive explosive recipes

Item description: In some fantasy worlds, this thing is called "Goblin Engineer Explosive", so promise me to be careful when handling it, okay?

Mason's heart was filled with excitement when he saw this formula. It was exactly what he needed in his current situation, and the "engineering bomb" formula was a series.

Rather than saying it is a specific explosive, it is better to say it is a "design idea".

This set of design drawings covers everything from conventional grenades to unconventional simple rockets, and even such seemingly unscientific fantasy gadgets as goblin mines, self-exploding sheep, and 'clockwork self-destructing squirrels'.

Even if Mason installs a power system on it, it can form an intelligent blasting mode similar to a drone swarm.

The moment he saw this drawing, Mason took off the two batarangs he had "collected" from his belt. There was exactly room for explosives inside this thing, which was almost the same as this nearly universal engineering bomb.

Perfect match.

"I can also have my own explosive batarang, just throw it out and boom!"

Mason grinned, but then shook his head.

Just kidding, the cost of one piece of this thing is as much as a luxury car. He would have to be crazy to use this thing to throw darts like Bruce Wayne.

Whose money was blown by the strong wind?

Besides, don’t you still have various smart drones and explosives collected by old Mr. K?

By dismantling all those things, not only can you get enough engineering parts, but you can also assemble at least thirty engineering bombs for yourself, which is more than enough.

If you don't know how to use the things you picked up for free, that would be too embarrassing.

A few hours later, with a soft click, the black barrel was loaded into the slender rifle in Mason's hand.

The appearance is very similar to that of the SVD light sniper. It is equipped with a dark wooden butt. The overall shape is compact and slender. It is assembled using components from several guns, modified and polished.

The built-in box magazine is loaded with standard sniper bullets and has 12 rounds of ammunition.

However, this weapon used for long-range sniping did not have a scope installed. Mason, who had combat assistance, obviously did not need that thing when shooting within a thousand meters.

The moment the gun was assembled, its information label appeared in front of Mason:

Precisely calibrated crit shotgun·Unnamed

Quality: Excellent items·Excellent workmanship

Traits: Accurate calibration (increased accuracy)·Crit hit (increased destructive power, chance of causing double damage)·Durable (using a large number of excellent accessories, the loss of the gun is reduced, and the chance of the gun exploding is reduced)

Producer: Mason Cooper

Item evaluation: From this moment on, you are no longer a simple 17-year-old boy, and as your novice work, you should probably give it a decent name.

Successfully completed the first excellent craftsmanship and excellent quality engineering creation for the first time, and the engineering skill proficiency was increased by X10.

"unnamed?"

Mason blinked.

He caressed the gun in his hand, which was completely assembled and made from the materials he chose, just like a craftsman caressing his first work, just like a parent caressing their first child.

The young man showed a cold smile, patted the simple gun body, and said:

"I'm going to call you 'Old K', and I hope you understand what this name means. Anyway, please take care of the rest!"

The young man put his new gun aside and looked at the time. It was now nine o'clock in the evening, fifteen hours before the start of Old K's mission.

He was indeed a little sleepy, and then Mason picked up a knife and rubbed it on the back of his hand.

The burst of pain suddenly woke him up.

While he skillfully picked up the first aid box at hand, used it to stop the bleeding, disinfect and apply a bandage, he walked towards the explosives piled in the corner and picked up a standard C4 explosive and an exquisite drone.

Take advantage of the victory and complete the engineering bomb, and try to get a few more 10-fold proficiency improvements.

He also needs to make another shotgun and a handgun.

Time is tight and the task is heavy. Mason is not going to sleep tonight.

He touched the small wound on the back of his neck. There was a bomb buried there that could blow up his head, which made him extremely stressed.

My life is almost gone!

It’s still a good night’s sleep!

Whether he can push Engineering to Level 2 depends on this effort. Once Old K's exploration begins, he probably won't have that much time to leisurely assemble these things.

As for something as trivial as tiredness

Mason glanced at the blood-stained knife and the roll of bandage and gauze on the table. He shrugged and practiced first aid.

This wave is not a loss.

At 11 o'clock at noon the next day, the basement door was pushed open.

Old K, who changed into what looked like a hunter's leather armor and riding boots, walked down.

This guy had a one-handed sword hanging on his waist and a weird crossbow on his back. He wore a mask and tied his hair into a ponytail. He looked like a knight on an expedition.

This dress is somewhat strange for this era.

But considering this is Gotham, there are so many guys in strange clothes walking around the city, so it’s okay for Old K to just go out on the street in this outfit.

"Your teammates are already gathering. Go up and have something to eat before setting off."

Old K shouted, and Mason yawned and said without looking back:

"Wait a minute, I've finished assembling this flying bomb."

"Um?"

Old K walked over and took a look in surprise, and almost had a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot.

All the exquisite drones and devices in my collection were dismantled and my mother no longer recognizes them.

On the table in front of Mason, there were more than thirty strange-shaped aircraft neatly placed, and several of them had "legs" that looked like small mechanical reptile spiders.

It looks very strange and has a hint of know-how. It doesn't look like a tattered thing that a naughty kid assembled casually.

Old K picked up one of them and put it in his hand and looked around. After a few seconds, he looked at Mason in a strange tone and said:

"Can you still do this? Are you really just a 17-year-old high school dropout?"

"Gotham locals generally have a special preference for bombs, and most of them are versatile."

The young man who was full of immortality due to excessive cultivation of immortality replied feebly:

"If you give me enough materials, I can even make you a Bat suit. What? You don't believe it? I have all the drawings in my head."

"hehe"

Old K let out his trademark sarcastic laugh.

But he didn't say much, just frowned and glanced at Mason's poor state, then took a slender glass bottle from his belt filled with weirdly colored vials, handed it to Mason, and said:

"Drink it. In order not to affect your condition, I will buy this bottle. But you owe me a favor."

"Um?"

Mason took the strange dark purple vial and said:

"Do you really think I'm going to stuff this thing up? Doesn't it look like it's poisonous?"

That’s what they say, but in fact the moment young people come into contact with this thing, the character card has an information label:

An unknown alchemical compound has been detected and is being analyzed. The item is "Owl Potion", which can quickly replenish the energy and vitality of the drinker, but it has certain toxicity.

The alchemy skill knowledge is too low and the complete formula cannot be obtained.

The recipe for "Energy Potion·Elementary" has been included.

"If I want you to die, I only need to press a button. There is no need to use poison."

Old K sneered and showed the young man the exquisite golden controller in his hand, then patted his shoulder and said:

"Drink! Pack your things and go upstairs."

After saying that, he turned around and left, and Mason raised his head and killed the thing without hesitation.

The moment the cold liquid flowed into his throat, it was like a ball of fire exploding in Mason's throat and stomach. It was warm and made him retching as if he had swallowed a piece of carbon.

But in a few seconds, Mason's weakness caused by staying up late dissipated, and he suddenly became energetic.

"Old K is still a pharmacist? No, an alchemist?"

Mason stared at the vitality potion formula analyzed in front of him, blinked and thought:

"My colleagues are enemies. It's great. I have another reason to kill him."

A few minutes later, Mason slumped his sidearm "Old K" on his shoulder, put the pump-action blast shotgun behind his back, took a military backpack and put all 35 engineered bombs in it. Put in backpack.

I also took some components for repairing firearms, found an armed belt, and inserted the large-caliber blaster cannon with a shortened barrel around my waist.

Finally, he picked up the Penguin armed umbrella placed on the table and walked up the stairs humming a tune in a fully armed manner.

On the light screen in front of him, his data is clear at a glance:

Name: Mason Cooper

Traits: Engineer with skillful hands (hands are as precise as machines and are not interfered with when performing production or first aid), self-mutilating first aider (speed is increased when self-rescuing)

Combat skills: Shooting Lv1, Fighting Lv0

Manufacturing skills: Alchemy Lv0, Engineering Lv2, Blacksmithing Lv0, Tailoring Lv0, First Aid Lv1

His outstanding Engineering Level 2 and First Aid Level 1 made him so satisfied.

It's a pity that this upgrade did not unlock new professional blueprints. It seems that professional blueprints are only occasional rewards. You have to research and collect the truly powerful blueprints by yourself.

But it doesn’t matter, the future is bright!

When he stepped onto the top floor of the house, Old K was already waiting for him.

Mason didn't pay attention to the other people in strange clothes. He just stared at Old K, who was busy next to a strange wooden door inlaid in the wall.

He placed a black stone into the peephole of the door that was theoretically impossible to open.

Then he glanced at the people behind him, grinned and twisted the brass door handle downward three degrees, and then pushed the door forward as everyone watched with wide eyes.

With a snap, the door embedded in the wall was pushed open.

A rotating curtain of starlight appeared in front of them.

Old K was very satisfied with the shocked and ignorant look on his new team member's face. He felt very accomplished and made a "please" gesture like a stage magician, saying to the person in front of him:

"Please, everyone, the new world is waiting."

"New New World?"

A strange man wearing a weird green tights and carrying a big brown backpack on his back stammered:

"what does that mean?"

"That's what it means literally."

Old K played with the golden bomb remote control in his hand, and the threat was self-evident.

He snorted and said:

"The place we are going to explore is another world. I have told each of you that the Association of Stars is not just a cat or a dog. All our actions are completed in another world.

Understand?

Now, who will show everyone their courage?"

Mason shrugged, carrying a backpack and being the first to step into the light door in front of him without any psychological pressure, showing unusual cooperation.

Almost at the same time, Mr. Bruce, who was feeding his old lover lunch in Wayne Manor, saw his butler walking towards him in a hurry.

The old man smiled at Catwoman lying on the hospital bed, then stood up and walked towards Ah Fu. The old housekeeper whispered:

"The pheromone signal was captured, Master. Mason is over at Naihe Island, but there is a problem in that area."

"question?"

Batman frowned and said:

"Do you mean?"

"If it hadn't been for the sudden appearance of the pheromone signal, we wouldn't have even noticed that there was such a building in the slums of Naihe Island before.

You passed by there several times during your night patrol but ignored its existence."

Alfred said softly:

"It's 'hidden'! It's supposed to be some kind of um, magic?

Master, it seems that in order to save that young man, you may need to temporarily break your rule of being alone and look for your pitifully few friends in the magic circle.

But Mason Cooper, is it worth it?"

(End of chapter)