The track of dawn in the world of American manga

Chapter 71 23. It feels so good that the son of Gotham owes me money——[650]

(Additional update for the brothers of "Midsummer's Indulgence")

"This trip is so exciting."

In the office cubicle on the top floor of the Iceberg Bar, the three Masons walked out of the door to the world. The Catwoman carrying a voodoo birdcage fed her new pet veal, stretching her neck and saying:

"But is it really okay to leave Zha Kang alone there?"

"Let him be there. Don't be afraid that he will be lonely. That guy has many eyes."

Mason pouted and said:

"He has provoked a lot of guys in this world that he cannot afford to offend and shouldn't offend, both from above and below. When he comes back here, he has to battle wits and courage with those guys all the time.

But staying in the Forbidden Forest would allow him not to worry about these troubles for the time being.

I doubt that guy would be so happy that he would be running around in the Forbidden Forest.

Besides, for a magician who can use purgatory fire to kill zombie dragons, it’s probably not the turn of us rookies to worry about his safety, we should just think about Batboy’s trouble.”

Having said this, Mason picked up something in his pocket and looked at it in front of his eyes.

It was a silver teardrop-shaped pendant, made of magic metal, with weak blood floating in it, like some kind of fantasy and beautiful work of art.

When Mason took it out, Catwoman and Kite Man were also attracted by it.

Charles couldn't help but ask:

"Is this thing really as magical as recorded? With it, are we really unable to hurt each other?"

"You'll know if you try it, don't you?"

Catwoman popped out the magic cat claws on her gauntlet with a pop and swung it towards Charles' neck, but her movements froze before she came into contact with Charles.

"No! It's completely impossible."

Selena retracted her paws, rubbed her forehead and said:

"The thought of hurting you was extinguished as soon as it came up, and there was still a terrible feeling of guilt, as if I wanted to hurt a cute kitten with my own hands.

It makes me feel so uncomfortable that I want to cry."

"Your metaphor always feels a bit strange, but it also shows that this thing is indeed very useful."

Mason put Team K's "Blood Pact of Four" into the jewelry box where the Resurrection Stone fragments were previously stored, and threw it into the now empty suitcase.

Old K's magic apartment was left in the Forbidden Forest and used as a "mage tower" for Zha Kang.

Now there are only two zombie dogs left in this box and the "treasures" moved from Batman's laboratory.

"Let's go see Batboy."

Mason took out the old flip phone Alfred gave him. There was a contact information on it. He called and learned the location of the new hiding place from the old butler.

At the end of the conversation, he said to the other side:

"Alfred, the package sent to Liverpool can be withdrawn. Yes, the matter has been solved perfectly. Thank you for your help.

Huh? Of course I know that it's just children's biscuits, but John doesn't know that. And with that guy's character, even if he knew, he would probably suspect that we were doing something secretly."

The young man smiled and hung up the phone, turned back to the kite man and said:

"Are you going or not?"

"No, every time I stay with Batboy, it makes me feel uncomfortable all over."

Charles moved his shoulders and said with some fear:

"I'd better stay here. The decoration of the bar is almost completed and I have to prepare for the opening. By the way, I will spend time perfecting the preliminary design of my kite renovation.

If necessary, please contact me directly.

I'm always on call, boss."

"Um."

Mason nodded and followed Selina, who quickly changed clothes, to the roof. He threw out the flying motorcycle and let Catwoman sit in the carriage. Then the two of them swayed into the air and rushed towards Batboy's hiding place.

past.

This rescue adventure lasted nearly seven hours. They set out before midnight. It was already dawn, and a red sun could be seen rising in the distance of the city.

To be honest, this scene is just short of the classic "Superheroes Protecting the City" photo of Mason and Catwoman putting on their capes and facing the sun.

"Who was the Oriental reflected in the mirror of desire?"

When the flying motorcycle crossed the city light rail, Catwoman suddenly asked.

Mason said expressionlessly:

"have no idea."

"John said that the mirror can reflect a person's deepest desires and true self. So Mason, is that gentle scholar-like guy the real you?"

Selena held the cat carrier in her arms and yawned and asked.

Mason was silent.

It wasn't until several seconds later that he spoke:

"Absolutely. I have dreamed of being that kind of person since I was a child, a person who is knowledgeable and ideal, who knows what he is pursuing and can live his life in his own way without leaving any regrets.

While doing your best, let the world become a better place because of you.

Even just a little bit.

But fate has its way, Selena.

Think about the first time we met, I was just a gangster."

"You made a change."

Catwoman closed her eyes and leaned back in the comfortable bed of the car, and she whispered:

"Many people who have the same ideals as you are afraid to take the first step of change. That is what requires the most courage. Perhaps this is why I think you are trustworthy, little Mason.

Even if you release zombies and kill hundreds of people, even if you colonize the Caribbean world, even if you use bad guys' methods to coerce Zha Kang.

But I still think you have a warm heart.

Especially when you grew up in the cesspool of Gotham, this is even more valuable."

Having said this, the eldest sister chuckled lightly and let the sun shine on her healthy wheat-colored skin. She took a deep breath and lit up a women's cigarette.

This time Mason didn't stop her.

In the sweet-smelling smoke, Sister Selena whispered:

"If my sister were twenty years younger, I would definitely fall in love with you, little one. Thank you for everything you have done for Bruce, do you want me to reward you with a kiss?"

"No."

Mason refused with a resistant and cold tone:

"I hate women who smoke. Oh! What are you doing? The car is about to fall! Get off!"

"Come on, why are you so shy?"

The next moment, a passionate kiss fell on the young man's forehead, symbolizing gratitude like a dragonfly dripping on water.

Ten minutes later, before dawn, the flying motorcycle landed in an old abandoned factory building of Wayne Industries with a barbed wire fence on the outskirts of the city.

Relying on Level 2 engineering skills, Mason keenly discovered that there were at least seven fully automatic guard gun towers hidden in this deserted-looking place when he jumped off the motorcycle.

And several of them have already locked onto him and Selena.

However, as they approached, those hidden firepower points went dormant.

Following the route given by Alfred, the two people took the disguised elevator all the way down nearly thirty meters underground before entering another secret stronghold of Batman.

When Mason entered the underground hall through the heavy special steel door, he immediately saw Bruce Wayne hiding in a strange-shaped medical cabin, Alfred and Dr. Leslie who were operating medical equipment.

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Finally there was someone he didn't expect.

That Mr. Lucius Fox who looks exactly like Morgan Freeman.

He did not wear the luxurious suit that he wears as the chairman of the board of directors of Wayne Group. Instead, he dressed like an old engineer and was busy at a complex workbench.

Mason glanced.

He found a pair of reinforced titanium alloy bat suits on it, and he also had a set of this in his "collection".

But that was the original version without weapon accessories, and the set in front of me has been equipped with a full set of weapon modules by Mr. Lucius. Even if it is not worn on Batman, it still looks impressive.

Especially the very mechanical-style bat helmet, it's like a bloodthirsty bat staring at him that wants to choose and devour others.

"Did you bring anything back?"

Alfred was very anxious, but this old British gentleman who had fought in the war and served as a secret agent to meet the Queen still tried his best to look unhurried.

As he watched, Mason took out a small tube of silver liquid.

When this thing was taken out, Dr. Leslie and Mr. Lucius turned their heads at the same time, especially Dr. Leslie. The cold-faced doctor pushed up his glasses and said:

"Is this unicorn blood? It looks like some kind of chemical compound."

"This is the first choice."

Mason slowly flicked the test tube, allowing the silver liquid to reflect beautifully under the light.

He looked at Old Alfred, and then at Batman, who was still in pain in the treatment chamber that was said to be made with Kryptonian technology.

The young man explained:

"This is the blood taken from the injured unicorn, pure blood but with a curse attached. I can use it to treat the antidote and I guarantee that it will definitely restore Mr. Bruce within a few days.

But I said it before I left.

Any unicorn blood taken in the form of harm will bring lifelong pain to the drinker, causing their spirit to suffer eternal torture, and causing their body to decay in cursed health without death."

Mason paused, glanced at Alfred, and said:

"Are you sure you want to give this medicine to Bruce?"

"Okay, Mason!"

Catwoman shook her head and said to Mason:

"I know you have something better. Don't tease poor Ah Fu. Look at how much hair he lost in one night. It's not easy for an old man at his age.

Take it out."

"It's not my fault, Selena."

Mason sighed and took out another test tube from his bag.

There are only a few drops of silver blood in this test tube, but it is obviously more brilliant than the blood of the cursed unicorn, and it seems to be attracting all the light to converge.

"This kind of unicorn's umbilical cord blood is so rare. It is the only pure blood that will not be cursed. I may never be able to obtain such a treasure again in my life.

It's really expensive.

I know that the Wayne family is very rich and has even surpassed the concept of 'rich', but talking about money is a bit too vulgar in front of what I have in my hands."

"what would you like?"

Alfred's expression became serious, and the old butler said seriously:

"As long as you can save Master Wayne's life, the Wayne family will pay you whatever you want!"

"But I just want one favor from Batman."

Mason shrugged and released his alchemy workbench from his bag.

While others watched, he poured the uncursed pure blood into the distillation tube, lit it on fire, and began to quickly process other antidote materials.

As he worked, he said:

"Everyone here can bear witness to me that Bruce Wayne, also known as Batman, owes Mason Cooper a debt of gratitude today.

Other than that, I won’t take any money from you.”

"You have a good idea."

Mr. Lucius, wearing an engineer's mask, said quietly:

"Even the most shameless gangsters in Gotham's minions union know that debts of gratitude are the hardest to repay, and some restrictions must be imposed, young man."

"Bruce can't be allowed to join some secret organization!"

Selena was the first to speak.

Mason shrugged and gestured OK. He knew what Catwoman was worried about, but the young man really had no intention of recruiting Batman to join the K-Team.

Mason knew very well that he could not control a ruthless man like his master.

"Bruce can't be allowed to do anything that goes against his code!"

Mr. Lucius also added his own conditions.

Mason nodded again.

"Bruce can't be asked to hurt himself."

Dr. Leslie is indeed a healer, and her starting point is also from the perspective of protecting the only son of her friends Thomas and Martha.

Mason also had no objections to this.

Finally, there was Alfred. The old butler looked at Bruce Wayne who was lying in the Kryptonian treatment cabin with some difficulty breathing, and his muscles all over his body were clearly showing signs of wretchedness.

He looked at the man he had raised as his own child.

He sighed and said:

"My restriction is that you can no longer take away the few precious things in Master Wayne's life. Nothing will do!"

"Understood."

Mason nodded.

He accepted these restrictions in full and then made a gesture asking everyone not to disturb him anymore.

In fact, this antidote is not that complicated. The formula is a mixture of the antidote potion left by Old K and the antidote "bezoar" recorded in the Hogwarts Potions Encyclopedia.

Mason had previously tried that mixing the two was feasible, and the legendary material unicorn blood was super easy to use and only needed to be added during the potion brewing process.

There is no need to do any additional processing at all.

In the movie, Voldemort always lies directly on the dead unicorn and drinks the blood. If the unicorn had not turned into a zombie, perhaps the original feeling would be the most roaring.

In other words, Mason doesn't actually have to go to great lengths to make an antidote. He only needs to drop the drop of blood into the master's mouth, and leave the rest to the magical magic.

But the process is so simple, how can it reflect its role?

Every qualified fisherman knows that he has to complicate simple things in order to fish and prove his worth to the boss at the same time. What's more, isn't this also a way to practice alchemy?

After nearly ten minutes of complicated preparation, the strange medicinal soup in the mithril crucible was reduced by the fire.

As Mason continued to stir with a crystal rod, a silvery gray viscous liquid formed, which he carefully poured into a triangular crystal bottle.

The finished product is just like mercury, but reflects beautiful three-color light under the light.

When Mason held it, a prompt popped up in front of his eyes:

Purity Healing Potion

Quality: epic alchemical creation·excellent craftsmanship

Traits: Toxin purification·Negative curse purification·Physical strength·Longevity water

Item effect: Neutralizes most poisoning and negative curse effects (effective time is three days), and provides certain physical enhancement according to the drinker's constitution, making up for the lack of vitality and increasing the upper limit of life span.

[Can be drunk multiple times, the limit is 200 years old]

Producer: Mason Cooper

Item description: How dare you use rare legendary materials to make such a mediocre potion? Do you have pig hooves?

Successfully complete an epic quality and excellent craftsmanship alchemical item production, successfully complete a legendary material fusion, and increase the alchemy skill proficiency by X6X5X10=X300, currently at Lv4.

[Alchemy Transformation] recipe unlocked.

New traits unlocked [Luxury Alchemist: The quality of items produced when using advanced materials for alchemy is improved]

"Huh? Does this thing also have a krypton gold mode?"

Mason blinked.

Unexpectedly, the fusion of legendary materials gave him a rocket-like leap, which made him very precise and deeply frustrated at the same time.

The damn vicious language in the item description broke his heart again.

But shameless Mason had to admit that this complaint was correct.

He used expensive and rare legendary materials, but only made potions with excellent craftsmanship. This made even him feel like he had a pair of pig's hooves.

"Let it sit for ten minutes and then give it to him to drink."

With a sense of sadness, the young man threw the alchemy stone into the warm potion and handed it to Alfred. The old butler held it in his hands as if he were holding the last hope.

Mason warned:

"It takes two to three days to take effect, but he will wake up soon and contact me if he has any questions. Now I have to go back and take a nap. I am really tired.

Also, don't forget to tell Mr. Bruce Wayne.

Now, he owes me a huge favor."

(End of chapter)