Volume 1: Welcoming Gotham Chapter 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 on his head, listened to the pretty eerie lines of the crazy school hat.
He blinked.
From this guy's shouting, it was not difficult for him to judge that Hogwarts must have been destroyed by a planned invasion. It seems that there is a hidden secret behind the destruction of this world besides zombies.
So he asked back:
"Who are you taking revenge on? Who destroyed this place?"
"Revenge... Revenge! The revenge is done, waiting... for my awakening... Sew me up! Sew me up first... How disgraceful..."
But the school hat no longer answered him.
The sound fell quietly like an old man who had a last burst of vitality. Without Mason having to pick it up, the thing fell from the young man's head and was caught in Mason's hands.
Although it is said that Mason is going to be eaten, there is no hint of being cursed or hurt on the character card. Looking at it in a positive way, maybe the Branch Hat is just simply crazy.
He shrugged and put the dirty thing into his backpack.
The young man didn't think about hiding the spoils. As he said, without even a storage bag, it was simply a fantasy to hide the spoils from Old K and keep them for himself.
But this did not affect Mason's joy after a "good start".
This at least proves that he has good character.
So he continued searching outside along the ruins of the auditorium, and 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 have been burned to ashes by a heavenly fire.
The good news was that Mason found a fairly complete encyclopedia of alchemy and potions 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 passed, and Mason, somewhat exhausted, sat on a lace bed in the ruins of the witches' dormitory, tapping on his harvest.
There were a variety of things placed in front of him, including:
Five slightly damaged magic bags of different sizes can be repaired with tailoring skills, but the required skills must be above Lv2.
A large number of magical materials found in various places, including high-end goods collected by the college instructors, can be used for subsequent studies in alchemy, enchantment and inscription.
Finally, there was a bunch of keys to various facilities in the college, a "friendly gift" from the dormitory master, Mr. Argus Filch.
This unlucky guy who likes to complain about everything was trapped in his room. Luckily he escaped the disaster but he couldn't 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 bullet.
Speaking of zombie cats...
The young man took out the black birdcage that Old K had given him.
This thing is a pure magical item. Professor McGonagall's transformed zombie tabby cat is now trapped in it, as if it has been shrunk in proportion.
He looked at it, and the information tag quickly popped up:
Blackbeard's Voodoo Birdcage
Quality: Excellent alchemy/enchantment items, excellent craftsmanship
Status: The Sealed Object (Minerva McGonagall) has been marked and can be released or retracted by chanting a spell.
Effect: Edward Teach, the great voodoo wizard and legendary pirate "Blackbeard", pioneered the unique sealing voodoo technique. This birdcage was made by him personally for his distinguished guests.
After marking a sealed object, you can seal it and carry it with you regardless of its size and weight.
The birdcage only works on "dead" objects.
Item Description: The cunning and cruel Blackbeard prepared gifts for his distinguished guests, which earned him the friendship of Mr. Old K.
"Meow~"
A shrill hissing sound came from the black birdcage. The zombie tabby cat was turning around in it anxiously, scratching the cage with its sharp claws from time to time.
Like a grumpy little devil.
Mason placed the cage on the bed. The moment he let go of it, the cage expanded to the size of a normal birdcage. 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 soon."
As he was speaking, a dark shadow fell from the sky.
With the mechanical sound of the kite being folded into the backpack, the kite flyer, who was a little afraid and looked around, appeared in front of Mason holding a package.
"He's exploring the collapsed tower on the other side of the ruins."
Kite Man patted the tablet computer on his waist that controlled the engineering bomb and said in a low voice:
"Your prediction was correct, Mason. I used the camera on the drone you gave me to see that bitch just headed towards Old K. She is that guy's lackey!"
"right?"
Mason grinned, glanced at the Kite Flyer, and said:
"Is she doing well?"
"It's OK, just so-so."
The old man in his thirties shrugged his shoulders and smiled a smile that all men understand. It was obvious that he had released the pressure from the good man who had come 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 filled with all kinds of bottles and jars.
He pointed to these things and said:
"These are all the medicine-like things I found in the ruins. Maybe they are the legendary magic medicines, but are you sure they can be used?
I mean, you're going to risk defusing a tiny bomb lodged in your spine without any specialized tools? Are you kidding me?"
"I'll be the first one to risk my life, what are you afraid of?"
Mason quickly fumbled around the bottles and cans to check the information labels, and said without looking up:
"I wrote it very clearly on the note. Even if I fail and get killed in the explosion, 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 will have a second way to go!
If you have followed the Joker, you should know how fortunate it is to have choices in desperate situations. "
"I know! Otherwise I wouldn't have risked helping you."
The kite flyer was still a little anxious. He paced back and forth restlessly and said:
"But even if we defuse the bomb, what will happen? That old K is very powerful. If both of us attack him together, we will probably be hacked to death by him with his sword, and we can't escape.
Do you have a plan?"
"Yes, wait a minute!"
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 worked. Hmm, felicity potion? Good stuff, this one works!"
The young man quickly took out a small black bottle and put it aside, then continued searching, reciting the precise names of the potions as he searched.
The kite flyer next to him widened his eyes when he saw this process.
"Bone-growing spirit? That might be useful! And then there's... a blood tonic, that's it!"
Mason quickly picked out three potions that he needed to use. He held three bottles of different shapes in his hands and examined them. Their labels quickly popped out in full:
High-level alchemical compounds detected, analyzing in progress... The item is the "Luck Potion", a high-level potion that brings "luck" to the person who takes it, and everything they want to do will succeed until the effect wears off (12 hours).
Note: The effectiveness of the Felixir 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 alchemy skill knowledge is too low to analyze the complete formula.
Bone-Growing Spirit, an advanced magic potion, has the effect of regrow missing or broken bones in a short period of time.
Note: Using Bone Spirit will cause extreme pain beyond imagination.
This drawing has been included.
Blood tonic, an advanced potion that instantly replenishes lost blood and heals injuries.
Note: The process of refining the blood tonic is simple, but the effect of the medicine depends on the skills of the alchemist. This blood tonic is made by the great wizard himself, and can instantly heal injuries below [severe injuries] and replenish lost blood.
This drawing has been included.
Mason let out a long breath, released a flying engineering bomb and let it float above his head. He placed the control tablet in front of his eyes and used the camera to make a simple "live surgery projection".
He also took out the swallow medicine given by Old K and the scalpel and tweezers from his bag.
He glanced at Kite Man, who was even more nervous than he was.
Mason pointed to the sky and said:
"Help me keep an eye on them. If they come, hold them back. I need at least five minutes. If I fail, all my belongings will be yours.
Remember to help me collect the body.
By the way, take my ashes back to Gotham and scatter them in the Gotham River."
"Are you really going to do this?"
Kite Man looked at the scalpel and the bottles of potions in Mason's hand. He clenched his fist and said:
"Performing surgery on yourself without any assistance is not risking your life! Perhaps we can obey Old K.
I think he is a hypocritical person, but he is not the kind of person who..."
"There is simply no other choice! Charles!"
Mason stood up and slapped him, shouting:
"Listen to me! Don't expect someone like Lao K 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 let me go.
do you understand me?
You have to fight for your life! Don't rely on the kindness of bastards for your life. Now, keep an eye on me! And pray for my success, OK? "
"knew."
The kite flyer gritted his teeth, took a step back, opened the kite, and flew high into the sky with the help of the wind, hovering 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 Old K's swallow potion in one gulp, allowing the healing effect to take effect for five minutes.
Then, he swiftly picked up the Fo Ling potion and dripped a few drops into his mouth. Instantly, an extremely uplifting feeling surged into his heart, and an indescribable confidence was howling.
It seemed as if a voice echoed in Mason's ears:
"Go for it, young man! You will definitely survive and give Old K a big surprise! You will accomplish something great, starting now!"
Driven by this overwhelming spiritual power, Mason took another deep breath.
He put Count Vertigo's intracranial disruptor aside for use, then held the scalpel in his left hand and tweezers in his right hand close to the back of his neck where the bomb was implanted.
"Shua"
Mason's incredibly steady cutting used the sharp scalpel to cut open the back of his neck, creating a V-shaped wound. Blood gushed out for an instant but the bleeding quickly stopped as the healing potion continued to take effect.
This opportunity only lasts for a moment.
Mason, biting gauze in his mouth, groaned softly and inserted the tweezers in his right hand into the wound.
He stared at the tablet screen in front of him. Even after the healing potion relieved the pain, the twitching pain was still madly attacking his mind, but it did not affect the young man's finger movements.
This is why you must reach Engineering Level 2 before attempting to defuse 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. If Mason's hand slipped, not to mention whether he could take out the bomb, the possibility of his spine being stabbed would definitely kill him on the spot.
However, with the insurance of Shenggu Ling, there is no need to worry 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 felinofoglu 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 pressed the scalpel there and cut off a piece of meat with the instant force of both hands.
The horrible pain at that moment almost made Mason faint on the spot.
But he got through it.
He threw away the scalpel and punched the jammer on the table. The electromagnetic waves emitted delayed the micro-bomb that was pulled out of the wound, preventing it from exploding instantly.
While the young man was drinking blood tonic, he threw the bloody miniature bomb piece of meat in the tweezers in his hand towards the birdcage on the bed. The zombie cat, which was already howling and screaming due to the stimulation of the blood, bit the bloody meat and swallowed it into its stomach.
"boom"
Mason fell to the ground.
Covered in blood, he felt like he was going to die in the next moment.
But under the effects of several magical potions, his horrific cuts healed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye they were miraculously back to normal.
He was lying in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open staring at the gray sky, his body completely soaked with sweat and blood, but a feeling of no longer being threatened surged in his heart, and he couldn't help but reveal a pale and weak smile.
On the translucent screen in front of him, a line of belated prompts seemed to be celebrating his hard-earned victory:
"Successfully completed an outstanding craftsmanship·High Precision Engineering explosives dismantling, and the engineering skill proficiency increased by X40.
Successfully completed an excellent craft: Rapid First Aid for Fatal Injury, and your 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 out of the pool of blood by himself, his eyes full of disbelief.
He shouted:
"You really succeeded ! Good boy! You are a genius! Quick! Give me a blow too! That's what we agreed on before!"
"Let me rest for a while."
Mason took out some water to wash his body while rubbing his recovered neck. He glanced at the kite man, pointed at the howling zombie cat in the birdcage on the bed, and said:
"Now do you know why I want to keep it?"
"I understand! If you want to take out the micro-bomb without it exploding and without being discovered by Old K, you need a close-fitting carrier to make him feel like he still has the upper hand."
The Kite Man grinned.
As Mason watched, a large, squeaking zombie vole was grabbed from behind him. Its claws and teeth had been pulled out.
The third-tier villain snorted, proudly swung the fat field mouse in his hand, and said:
"It's not like I'm unprepared. I just caught it just for now."
"you know……"
Mason stared at the zombie vole in the kite man's hand and said in a long voice:
"In fact, I don't have to fulfill my promise to help you remove the bomb. You just have to follow me all the way to the end, right?"
The Kite Man's expression changed.
The next moment, Mason pointed at the bed, smiled as if to say, "Ha, you're scared," and said:
"Go ahead and lie there. It might hurt a little. But I told 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:
"Once you do this, there is no going back. I can then tell you all my plans without any worries. I hope I can trust you, and I also hope you can trust me as much as I trust you."
"I know. I'm from Gotham."
The kite flyer took off his clothes, put a piece of gauze in his mouth, closed his eyes, and said incoherently:
"You'll be my new boss from now on."
