Chapter 71 23 It Feels so Good that the Son of Gotham Owes Me Money [650]

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

(Additional chapter for the brother "Midsummer's Insolence")

"This trip is so exciting."

In the top floor office cubicle of the Iceberg Bar, Mason and the other two walked out of the Gate of the World. Catwoman, holding a voodoo birdcage, fed veal to her new pet, stretching her neck and saying:

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

"Leave him there, don't worry about him being lonely, that guy has a lot of ideas."

Mason pouted and said:

"He is in this The world has provoked many guys that he can't afford to provoke and shouldn't provoke, both above and below. When he comes back here, he has to fight wits and courage with those guys all the time.

But staying in the Forbidden Forest can make him not worry about these troubles for the time being.

I suspect that guy is so happy that he is running around in the Forbidden Forest now.

Besides, it is probably not the turn of us rookies to worry about the safety of the magician who can kill the zombie dragon with the fire of purgatory. Let's think about the trouble of Batboy. "

At this point, Mason took 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 faint blood floating in it, like some kind of fantasy and beautiful art.

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

Charles couldn't help asking:

"Is this thing really as magical as recorded? With it, can we really not hurt each other?"

"Don't try it and you will know?"

Catwoman popped out the magic cat claw on her gauntlet and swung it towards Charles' neck, but her movement stiffened before she touched Charles.

"No! I can't do it at all."

Selina retracted her claws, rubbed her forehead and said:

"The idea of ​​hurting you was extinguished as soon as it came up, and there was a terrible sense of guilt, just like wanting to hurt a cute kitten with my own hands.

It made me feel so uncomfortable that I wanted to cry."

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

Mason put the "Four-person Blood Contract" of Team K into the jewelry box where the fragments of the Resurrection Stone were stored before, and threw it into the now empty suitcase.

Old K's magic apartment was left in the Forbidden Forest for Zack to use as a "magic tower".

Now there are only two zombie dogs and the "treasures" moved out of Batman's laboratory in the box.

"Let's go, let's go see Batboy."

Mason took out the old flip phone given by Alfred, which had only a contact number on it. He called it and learned the location of the new hiding place from the old butler.

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

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

Huh? Of course I know that it only contains children's biscuits, but John doesn't know. And with that guy's character, even if he knows, he will probably suspect that we are doing something secretly."

The young man hung up the phone with a smile, turned around and said to the kite man:

"Are you going?"

"No, every time I stay with Batman, I 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. I also have to prepare for the opening. By the way, I will take the time to perfect the preliminary design of our previous kite transformation.

If you need it, please contact me directly.

I'm on standby at any time, boss."

"Yeah."

Mason nodded and followed Selina, who had changed her clothes quickly, to the rooftop, threw out the flying motorcycle and let Catwoman sit in the truck bed, and then the two of them staggered into the air and rushed towards Batman's hiding place.

This rescue adventure lasted nearly seven hours. They set out before midnight and it was already dawn. A red sun was about to rise in the distance of the city.

To be honest, this scene was just short of Mason and Catwoman putting on capes and taking a classic photo of "superheroes protecting the city" facing the sun.

"Who was the Oriental man reflected in the magic mirror of desire before?"

Catwoman suddenly asked when the flying motorcycle passed the city light rail.

Mason said expressionlessly:

"I don't know."

"John said that the mirror can reflect the deepest desires and the truest self in people's hearts, so Mason, is that gentle and scholar-like guy the real you?"

Selena asked while holding the cat cage in her arms and yawning.

Mason remained silent.

It was not until several seconds later that he spoke:

"Almost. I have dreamed of becoming that kind of person since I was a child, a person with knowledge and ideals, who knows what he is pursuing and can live his life in his own way without regrets.

While doing my best, I want to make the world a little better because of me.

Even if it's just a little bit.

But fate is a trick, Selena.

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

"You have changed."

Catwoman closed her eyes and leaned back in the comfortable bed. She whispered:

"Many people who have the same ideals as you are afraid to take the first step to change, and that requires the most courage. Maybe 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 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 in 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 touching water.

Ten minutes later, before dawn, the flying motorcycle landed in an abandoned old 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 place when he jumped off the motorcycle.

And several of them have already targeted 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. .

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 wore 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, which he also had 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 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."

"That's the first choice."

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

He looked at Old Afu, and then at Batman who was still in pain in the treatment cabin 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 it will definitely restore Mr. Bruce in 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 the 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. Stop teasing 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 unicorn's umbilical cord blood is so rare. It is the only pure blood that cannot 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 were watching, 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 present here, bear witness for me. Bruce Wayne, also known as Mr. Batman, owes Mason Cooper a favor today.

Other than that, I won't take a penny."

"You're dreaming."

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

"Even the most unreputable thugs in the Gotham Minions Union know that debts of favor are the most difficult to repay. Some restrictions must be imposed, young man."

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

Selina was the first to speak.

Mason shrugged and gestured OK. He knew what Catwoman was worried about, but the young man did not have the idea of ​​recruiting Batman to join the K team.

Mason knew very well that he could not control such a ruthless man as the master.

"Bruce can't be allowed to do anything that violates his principles!"

Mr. Lucius also added his own conditions.

Mason nodded again.

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

Dr. Leslie is worthy of being a medical practitioner. Her starting point is also to protect the only son of her friends Thomas and Martha.

Mason also had no objection to this.

Finally, it was Alfred. The old butler looked at Bruce Wayne, who was lying in the Krypton treatment cabin with difficulty breathing and whose muscles were obviously wretched.

He looked at the man who had been raised by him like his own child.

He sighed and said:

"My restriction is that you can't take away the precious things in Master Wayne's life, which are already few and far between. Not even one thing!"

"Understood."

Mason nodded.

He accepted all these restrictions, and then made a gesture to ask everyone not to disturb him again.

In fact, this antidote is not that complicated. Its formula is a mixture of the antidote potion left by Old K and the antidote "fecal stone" recorded in the Hogwarts potion book.

Mason had tried two mixtures before and it was feasible, and the legendary material of unicorn blood is extremely easy to use, and only needs to be added during the potion boiling process.

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

In the movie, Voldemort drank blood directly from the dead unicorn. If the unicorn had not been turned into a zombie, perhaps the original feeling would be the most amazing.

In other words, Mason didn't have to go to great lengths to make an antidote. He just needed to drip the blood into the master's mouth, and the rest would be OK with the magic.

But how can the process be so simple that it can reflect his role?

Every qualified slacker knows that he has to complicate simple things in order to prove his value to the boss while slacking off. What's more, can't he practice alchemy at the same time?

After nearly ten minutes of complex mixing, the strange medicine soup in the mithril crucible was boiled over high heat.

As Mason continued to stir with the crystal rod, a silver-gray viscous liquid was formed and carefully poured into a triangular crystal bottle.

The finished product is like mercury, but it reflects beautiful tricolor light under the light.

When Mason took it, a prompt popped up in front of him:

Pure Healing Potion

Quality: Epic Alchemy Creation·Excellent Craftsmanship

Features: Toxin Purification·Negative Curse Purification·Strong Body·Longevity Water

Item Utility: Neutralizes most poisoning and negative curse effects (effective for three days), and provides a certain amount of physical strengthening according to the drinker's physique, making up for the lack of vitality and increasing the upper limit of life.

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

Maker: Mason Cooper

Item Description: You TM made such a mediocre potion with rare legendary materials? Do you have a pig's hoof?

Successfully completed an epic quality·excellent craftsmanship alchemy item production, successfully completed a legendary material fusion, alchemy skill proficiency X6X5X10=X300 increase, currently Lv4.

[Alchemical Transformation] formula unlocked.

New trait unlocked [Luxury Alchemist: Improve the quality of products when using high-level materials for alchemy]

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

Mason blinked.

Unexpectedly, the fusion of legendary materials made him complete a rocket-like leap at once, which made him very meticulous and deeply frustrated.

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

But Mason, who had to be proud, had to admit that this complaint was correct.

He used expensive and rare legendary materials, but only made a potion with excellent craftsmanship. Now even he felt that he had a pair of pig's trotters.

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

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

Mason reminded:

"It will take two to three days to take effect, but he will wake up soon. If there is any problem, contact me in time. Now I have to go back to sleep. I am really tired.

In addition, don't forget to tell Mr. Bruce Wayne.

Now, he owes me a big favor."