Chapter 13 13 Bomb Disposal with Bare Hands Is Always a Big Job

Chapter 13 13. Bomb disposal with bare hands is always a big job

In the desolate ruins of the Hogwarts Great Hall, Mason, wearing a rag-wrapped pointed hat, listened to the pretty good eerie lines of the crazy Sorting Hat.

He blinked.

From the guy's shout, it was not difficult for him to judge that Hogwarts must have been destroyed by a planned invasion. It seems that the truth of the destruction of this world is really hidden besides zombies.

So he asked back:

"Who are you taking revenge on? Who destroyed this place?"

"Revenge. Revenge! The revenge agreement has been made, waiting for my awakening and stitching! Sew me up first. It's really undignified."

But the Sorting Hat no longer answered him.

It was like an old man with a last gasp of light, and the sound fell quietly. Without Mason taking it, the thing fell from the top of the young man's head and was caught by Mason.

Although it was said that Mason would be eaten, there was no hint of being cursed or injured on the character card. Thinking about it in a positive way, maybe it was just that the Sorting Hat was simply crazy.

He shrugged and put the dirty thing into his backpack.

The young man didn't think of hiding it. As he said, it was a fantasy to hide the loot from Old K without even a storage bag.

But this did not affect Mason's joy after a wave of "good start".

This at least proved that he was not bad.

So he continued to search along the ruins of the Great Hall. After nearly two hours of exploration, he finally found the destroyed college library after passing through a completely collapsed room.

The bad news is that the books in it have been burned by a skyfire.

The good news is that Mason found a fairly complete alchemy and potion encyclopedia on the bookshelf of potions and alchemy. Judging from the cover, it was a version revised and annotated by Dumbledore himself.

This is one of the most valuable collections he has found so far.

Another hour later, Mason, who was a little tired, sat on a lace bed in the ruins of the witch dormitory and tapped his harvest.

There were a variety of things in front of him, including:

Five slightly damaged magic bags of different sizes, which could be barely repaired with tailoring skills, but the required skills must be above Lv2.

A large number of magic materials found everywhere, including high-end goods collected by the college tutors, which can be used for subsequent studies of alchemy, enchantment and inscription.

Finally, there was a bunch of keys to various facilities in the college, which came from the "friendly gift" of the dormitory manager Mr. Argus Filch.

This unlucky guy who likes to complain about everything was trapped in his room and luckily escaped the disaster but could not escape the attack of his beloved cat who turned into a zombie.

Mason ended his and his cat's tragic life with a large buckshot.

Speaking of zombie cats.

The young man took out the black bird cage that Old K had given him from his arms.

This thing is a pure magic item. Professor McGonagall's transformed zombie tabby cat is now locked in it, as if it were reduced in proportion.

He looked at the item, and the information tag popped up quickly:

Blackbeard's Voodoo Birdcage

Quality: Excellent Alchemy/Enchanted Item·Excellent Craftsmanship

Status: The Sealed Item (Minerva McGonagall) has been marked, and can be released or retracted by reciting a spell.

Effect: Edward Teach, the great voodoo wizard and legendary pirate "Blackbeard", pioneered the unique sealing voodoo technique, and this birdcage was made by him for his distinguished guests.

After marking the sealed item, it can be sealed and carried with you regardless of size and weight.

This birdcage can only work on "dead" objects.

Item Description: The cunning and cruel Blackbeard prepared a gift for his distinguished guest, which earned him the friendship of Mr. Old K.

"Meow~"

A shrill hissing sound came from the black birdcage, and the zombie tabby cat was turning around in it irritably, scratching the cage with its sharp claws from time to time.

It was like a grumpy little devil.

Mason put the cage on the bed, and the cage expanded to the size of a normal bird cage the moment he let it go. He comforted the zombie cat in the cage, snapped his fingers to attract its attention, and said:

"Don't worry, there will be fresh meat for you in a while."

As he spoke, a black shadow fell from the sky.

With the mechanical sound of the kite being folded into the backpack, the kite man, who was a little scared and looked around, appeared in front of Mason holding a bag of things.

"He's exploring the collapsed tower at the other end of the ruins."

The Kite Man patted the tablet computer that controlled the engineering bomb on his waist, and said in a low voice:

"Your prediction is correct, Mason. I used the camera of the drone you gave me to see that bitch just went in the direction of Old K. She is that guy's lackey!"

"Really?"

Mason grinned, glanced at the Kite Man, and said:

"Is she doing well?"

"It's okay, just so-so."

The old man in his thirties shrugged and showed a smile that all men understand. It was obvious that he was relieved by the good guy who took the initiative to deliver him to his door last night.

But both of them knew that they didn't have much time left, so the Kite Man simply put the big bag in his arms on the bed and opened it.

It was full of various bottles and jars.

He pointed at these things and said:

"These are all the medicine-like things I found in the ruins. Maybe they are the legendary magic medicine, but are you really sure that these things can be used?

I mean, you don't have any professional tools, so you're going to take the risk of removing the micro-bomb buried in your spine? You're not kidding, are you? "

"I'll be the first one to risk my life, what are you afraid of?"

Mason quickly fumbled around and checked the information labels on these bottles and jars, and said without looking up:

"I wrote it very clearly on the note. Even if I fail and get killed, you can still rely on Old K to continue living. That guy is short of people now and won't kill you so easily.

But if I succeed, we both have a second way to go!

You who have followed the Joker should know how happy it is to have a choice in a desperate situation. "

"I know! Otherwise I wouldn't risk helping you."

The Kite Man was still a little anxious. He paced back and forth restlessly and said:

"But even if we remove the bomb, what will happen? That Old K is very powerful. If we both go together, we will probably be killed by his sword, and we can't escape.

Do you have a plan?"

"Yes, wait! "

Mason waved his hand to quiet the kite man.

He looked carefully at the various bottles and jars on the bed in front of him, and the information labels on them flashed by one after another.

"Hair growth potion, hiccup potion, joy potion, none of these have been used. Um, Fuling potion? Good stuff, this one is useful!"

The young man quickly took out a small black bottle and put it aside, then continued to search, reading out the precise names of these potions while searching.

The kite man next to him widened his eyes at the process.

"Bone growth spirit? Might be useful! Then there is the blood tonic, that's it! "

Mason quickly picked out three potions that he needed to use. He put three bottles of different shapes in his hands and checked them. Their labels were quickly ejected:

High-level alchemical compounds were detected. The item was analyzed as "Luck Potion", a high-level potion. The effect is to bring "luck" to the person who takes it. Everything you want to do will succeed until the effect disappears (12 hours).

Note: The scope of effectiveness of the Luck Potion is limited to events with a high probability of success. It does not have the ability to change the rules. The drug is toxic and drinking it multiple times in a short period of time will cause serious consequences.

The knowledge of alchemical skills is too low to analyze the complete formula.

Bone Spirit, a high-level potion, has the effect of regrow missing or broken bones in a short period of time.

Note: Bone Spirit will cause great pain beyond imagination when used.

This blueprint has been collected.

Blood tonic, advanced potion, instantly replenishes lost blood and heals injuries.

Note: The blood tonic is simple to make, but the effect depends on the alchemist's skills. This blood tonic is made by the great wizard himself, and can instantly heal injuries below [severe injuries] and replenish lost blood.

This blueprint has been collected.

Mason let out a long breath, released a flying engineering bomb and let it float above his head, put the control tablet in front of his eyes, and used the camera to make a simple "live surgery projection".

He took out the swallow potion given by Lao K and the scalpel and tweezers in his bag.

He glanced at the kite man, who was more nervous than him.

Mason pointed to the sky and said:

"Help me watch, hold them if they come over, I need at least five minutes. If I fail, all my things belong to you.

Remember to collect my body.

By the way, take my ashes back to Gotham and scatter them in the Gotham River."

"Are you really going to do this? "

The kite man looked at the scalpel and the bottles of potion in Mason's hand, and he clenched his fist and said:

"You are not playing with your life by operating on yourself without any assistance! Maybe we can obey Old K.

I think he is hypocritical but not that kind of person."

"There is no other choice! Charles!"

Mason stood up and slapped him, shouting:

"Listen to me! Don't expect people like Old K to take the initiative to defuse the bomb for you just because you are loyal!

You followed the Joker before, and I followed the Penguin before. I went astray and had to give Oswald a bullet with my own hands in order to escape the bleak future!

I did that, and Batman would let me go.

Do you understand what I mean?

You have to fight for your life! Don't pin your life on the kindness of bastards. Now, help me keep an eye on it! And then pray for my success, OK?"

"Got it. "

The kite man gritted his teeth, took a step back, opened the kite, flew high into the sky with the wind, and hovered above the ruins.

Mason returned to the bed and looked at the back of his neck reflected on the tablet in front of him. He took off his clothes and drank Lao K's swallow potion in one gulp, allowing the healing effect to continue to take effect for five minutes.

Then, he quickly picked up the Felixir and dripped a few drops into his mouth. Instantly, an extremely exciting feeling surged in his heart, and an indescribable confidence was howling.

It seemed that a voice was echoing in Mason's ears:

"Do it! Boy! You will definitely survive and give Lao K a big surprise! You will do something big, starting now!"

Driven by this kind of confident spiritual power, Mason took a deep breath again.

Put the Count Vertigo's intracranial disruptor aside for use, then held the scalpel in his left hand and the tweezers in his right hand close to the back of his neck where the bomb was implanted.

"Swish"

The sharp scalpel cut open the back of Mason's neck with incredible stability, leaving a V-shaped wound. Blood gushed out in an instant, but the bleeding stopped quickly as the healing potion continued to take effect.

This was the only chance.

Mason, biting the gauze in his mouth, groaned, and the tweezers in his right hand penetrated the wound.

He stared at the tablet screen in front of him. Even after the healing potion relieved him, the twitching pain continued to hit his mind crazily, but it did not affect the young man's finger movements.

This is why you must go to Engineering Lv2 to try to disarm the micro-bomb.

Because only the "skillful hands" trait at this level can ensure that his fingers will not twitch due to pain.

The bomb was implanted in the gap of the spine.

It was smaller than a fingernail. Once Mason's hand slipped, let alone whether he could remove the bomb, the spine that might be stabbed would definitely kill him on the spot.

However, with the insurance of the bone spirit, there is no need to be afraid even if the spine is really injured.

He stared at the tablet and reached into it with tweezers, accurately pinching the edge of the micro-bomb. Perhaps the Felixir really worked. This process, which should have been the most difficult, went incredibly smoothly.

After confirming that the bomb was clamped, Mason didn't even have time to pull it out bit by bit. He directly used the scalpel to press it there, and cut off a piece of meat with both hands.

The horrible pain almost made Mason faint on the spot.

But he survived.

He threw away the scalpel and punched the jammer on the table. The electromagnetic wave emitted delayed the micro-bomb that was pulled out of the wound so that it didn't explode instantly.

While the young man drank the blood tonic, he threw the bloody micro-bomb meat in the tweezers in his hand to the birdcage on the bed. The zombie cat, which had been stimulated by the blood and screamed, bit the bloody meat and swallowed it into its stomach.

"Bang"

Mason fell to the ground.

He was covered in blood and felt that he would die in the next moment.

But under the effect of several magic potions, his horrible cuts were healing rapidly, and miraculously recovered in less than a blink of an eye.

He lay in a pool of blood, staring at the gray sky with wide eyes. His body was completely soaked in sweat and blood, but a feeling of no longer being threatened surged in his heart, making him unable to help but reveal a pale and weak smile.

And on the translucent light screen in front of him, a line of belated prompts seemed to celebrate his hard-won victory:

"Successfully completed an outstanding craft·High-precision engineering explosives dismantling, and the engineering skills proficiency increased by X40.

Successfully completed an excellent craft·Fatal injury rapid first aid, and the first aid skills proficiency increased by X50."

"Oh my God!"

A few minutes later, the kite man who fell from the sky looked at Mason Cooper who climbed up from the pool of blood by himself, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He shouted:

"You really succeeded! Good boy! You are a genius! Come on! Come on, give me a knife too! We agreed before!"

"Let me rest for a while."

Mason took out water to wash his body while rubbing his recovered neck. He glanced at the kite man, pointed at the zombie cat screaming in the birdcage on the bed, and said:

"Now do you know why I want to keep it?"

"I understand! After taking out the micro-bomb, if you want it not to explode and not be discovered by Old K, you need a close-fitting carrier to make him feel that he still has the upper hand."

The kite man grinned.

Under Mason's gaze, he grabbed a squeaking large zombie vole from behind, and the claws and teeth of this thing were pulled out.

The third-tier villain snorted, proudly swung the fat field mouse in his hand, and said:

"I am not unprepared. I just caught it for now."

"You know"

Mason stared at the zombie field mouse in the hands of the kite man, and he stretched out his voice and said:

"In fact, I don't have to fulfill my promise to help you remove the bomb. You have to follow me all the way to the end, right?"

The expression of the kite man changed.

The next moment, Mason pointed at the bed, smiled as if to say "Ha, you're scared," and said:

"Go, lie there, it might hurt a little. But I'll tell you in advance, Charles."

The young man took out medical alcohol to disinfect the scalpel in his hand. He looked at the kite man lying on the bed and taking off his clothes, and reminded him:

"You can't turn back after doing this, and I can tell you all my plans with confidence. I hope I can trust you, and I hope you can trust me as much as I trust you."

"I understand, I'm a native of Gotham."

The kite man took off his clothes, bit a piece of gauze in his mouth, closed his eyes, and said vaguely:

"You will be my new boss in the future."