Volume 2 Honoring Robin Chapter 11 Steal? Why steal? Wouldn’t it be nice to just pack it up and take it away?
"Authentication passed! Welcome back, Mr. Lucius."
A pleasant electronic sound rang out from a private laboratory on the 7th underground floor of Wayne Industries. This laboratory, which belongs exclusively to Mr. Lucius Fox, requires special permissions to enter.
Mason was holding Lucius's ID card in his hand, and he walked in wearing an invisibility cloak. He then took out a bottle of brown potion from his pocket and drank it all.
After a few seconds, he felt a little uncomfortable in his eyes. After blinking a few times, the darkness in front of his eyes quickly dissipated, allowing Mason to temporarily have the ability of [night vision].
The potion in his hand also came from Old K's alchemy book. It was a demon hunter potion called "Cat's Eye". In addition to being unaffected in complete darkness, it could also effectively resist hypnosis during its effective period.
The demon hunter potions recorded by Lao K are all very useful, but these things have a disadvantage that is difficult to ignore, that is, they often contain toxins.
The demon hunter's physique can withstand these toxins but ordinary people cannot.
Mason could only dilute the potion and could not drink it more than once, otherwise he would have to try the taste of the secret "fecal stone" antidote of the Hogwarts world himself.
But it's certainly enough for exploration right now.
He hid in the invisibility cloak and moved forward unaffected in the darkness. Soon he saw two disassembled and unpainted Batmobile prototypes in the garage.
They should be undergoing special modifications in a specific direction.
Mason really wants to get one of these cool vehicles. After all, which normal man can refuse such a cool thing as the Batmobile?
But he did not act immediately, but continued to walk and check several other areas.
"Batman's suit development never stops. He designs and makes different suits for different situations. Look at this delightful collection."
Mason stood in front of a large display window, looking at the nearly a dozen different types of bat suits displayed in different categories.
From the high-molecular polymer prototype battle suit that the master most often wears, to the heavy armor-type battle suit used for heavy assaults, to the conceptual titanium alloy battle suit that combines flexibility, defense and offensiveness.
Some of these are finished designs, while others are clearly conceptual.
However, these suits are not equipped with weapon systems.
After all, the laboratory of Mr. Lucius, the genius designer, is only responsible for design and production, and combat testing should be carried out in the Batcave.
Mason's eyes swept across the battle suit placed in front of him, and a bold idea came to his mind, but he still did not act immediately. Instead, he turned to a deeper area of the laboratory.
Then he saw three large industrial-grade 3D printers used in different occasions.
This thing made Mason's eyes light up. He walked forward to check out these machines that looked quite powerful, and found that the outer shells all had the Wayne Industries logo.
Good job, producing and selling by ourselves.
Sir Bruce Wayne really knows how to use public resources for personal gain.
He reached out and placed his hand on the black machine in front of him, and the character card immediately gave a label:
War suit making equipment
Quality: Epic Engineering Creation, Excellent Craftsmanship
Function: This instrument was designed by Mr. Lucius Fox and produced by the precision industrial machinery department of Wayne Industries. It is specially used to design and produce various types of battle suits for Batman. It can not only print and produce polymer materials, but also design, shape and cut special metals.
Using this instrument requires a certain level of scientific and technological literacy, or knowledge of engineering level 3.
Tip: This large equipment can achieve more uses through engineering transformation. Comprehensive transformation requires engineering level 6.
Item Description: You don't really think Batman's polymer biomaterial battle suit is sewn with embroidery needles?
The young man sighed.
He felt sad about Bruce Wayne's luxury and wealth, and also felt pathetic for his own lack of imagination. The embodiment of the power of money in front of him made him feel like he was eating several lemons.
He looked at the other two instruments, which were specially prepared for making the intricate combat accessories of the Batsuit.
From combat arm armor that can pop out shark-tooth swords, to various modified and upgraded versions of bat darts, and from the simplest grappling claw gun to the cool and practical bulletproof gliding cloak made of memory material.
As long as Mason masters how to use these machines and has enough materials, he can also make different battle suits for himself.
Even further!
Mason took a small piece of metal that emitted a faint green fluorescence in the dark. He squinted his eyes and thought:
"After all, Batman has a few warehouses of kryptonite, but he doesn't have channels like mine to get all kinds of rare magic metals."
Thinking of this, Mason stood up and looked back at the laboratory behind him.
He regretted that there was no Batfighter prototype here that he could take away. A multifunctional aircraft that could be remotely controlled would be really useful.
But for now, this is enough.
Mason didn't come here to steal a thing or two, that would be lame and wasteful.
With Batman's cautious style of doing things, he was sure that as long as he took something away from here, the entire laboratory would be immediately moved to a more secret place.
Therefore, Mason only has this one chance to take something from this treasure trove!
In that case...
So why not just move the entire lab at once?
Well, this idea is definitely too advanced for the other super villains, who can't empty the entire R&D laboratory without alerting the building guards and setting off security alarms.
The main thing is that I have the intention but not the conditions.
But these are not problems in Mason's eyes, not even troubles.
The young man opened the magic suitcase he carried with him. After placing a three-story apartment in this 500X500X50 large space, there was still a lot of space left for him to use.
Old K's magic apartment is large enough to store all the things in the laboratory.
As for the security alerts…
Well, Mason didn't have that much time to try to disarm the security alarms for the entire lab.
But the thing is, he doesn't need to do that.
"Shua"
Mason pushed the huge black 3D printer towards the suitcase in front of him with the switch of the Traceless Extension Spell turned on, and it disappeared into the opened suitcase like magic.
A shrill alarm sounded immediately.
But Mason didn't care and continued to carry the box slowly and walked through every corner of the laboratory as if he was "shopping".
I got more than a dozen prototype bat suits.
Take the file cabinet where the drawings are stored.
The raw materials of various special metals and special materials were taken.
Finally, there are three Batmobiles and the two Batmobiles that have not yet completed special modifications. Take them!
But in less than five minutes, this huge laboratory became empty.
Only the shrill sound of the alarm echoed sadly in the air.
Mason swiped Mr. Lucius's ID card and walked out of the laboratory. He put down his suitcase and took out a pen. He wrote a line of crooked words on the back of the ID card with his left hand.
He stuck the card in front of the elevator in the laboratory, then stretched his body with his briefcase. When the elevator door opened, he passed by a group of fully armed security personnel, entered the elevator and left Wayne Building without any regrets.
A few minutes later, Mr. Lucius, who was awakened by his female assistant, received this shocking news.
His personal laboratory was robbed!
"What's missing?"
The old man, who had taken a small dose of bat sedative, was still a little dazed.
He yawned and rubbed his head while asking his assistant. The blonde assistant with long legs replied with a strange expression:
"Well, this may not be the extent of losing something, Mr. Lucius, you'd better go and see it yourself. To be honest, it is really difficult for me to describe the scene to you with my poor language.
I can only say it was too shocking.”
"Um?"
The old man, who had seen a lot of storms and had been in charge of the design and development of Batman for more than ten years, raised his eyebrows in surprise and came to his laboratory with the help of his assistant.
Then he looked at the empty laboratory in front of him, where every mouse would drop a few coins before committing suicide, and he fell into a long silence.
"Am I in the wrong place?"
After a few seconds, the old man, who was already in his sixties, looked at the assistant beside him and whispered:
"Is it possible that this is not my laboratory but an empty underground parking lot? After all, you just said that it took only five or six minutes from the time the alarm sounded to the time the security personnel entered here.
I couldn't imagine any possibility that would allow a thief to empty my laboratory in such a short time.
Not to mention anything else, the three custom-made industrial printers alone weigh more than five tons.
Didn’t the laboratory’s monitoring system detect…”
Lucius stopped mid-sentence.
He glanced speechlessly at the place where a dedicated computer should have been.
There was nothing there.
Even the cameras scattered throughout the laboratory were "packed up and taken away".
This thief is so cruel!
The old man fell into a dilemma of doubting his life. He was at a loss for a moment in the face of this bizarre situation until the assistant returned his ID card to him.
Mr. Lucius glanced at the crooked words on the card.
That was left by the thief.
Although the handwriting is ugly, the message is very philosophical.
"Give some, take some. A fair trade."
"Um?"
The old man immediately narrowed his eyes and thought about what happened before. He said:
"So, the 'antidote' that suddenly appeared in the laboratory was actually a 'gift' from this unknown lord? What is this? Has some weird anti-hero or thief appeared in this damn city again?"
"This is Gotham after all, Mr. Lucius."
The blond assistant beside the old man brushed his hair and shrugged, and whispered:
“The only thing I’ve learned from living here for so many years is that anything is possible in this city.”
"Oh, never mind, let's just leave it at that."
Lucius felt very tired.
But confirming the source of the drugs made him feel a little relieved. While instructing his assistant to speed up the test and verification of the drugs, he walked out of the empty laboratory and called another old man.
"Alfred, how was the birthday party?"
Mr. Lucius smiled and said to the other end of the phone:
"I heard that you invited some of your close female friends from your youth to celebrate your birthday? You, an old man, really know how to enjoy yourself."
"Don't mention it, Lucius. I'm still at the manor."
Mr. Alfred answered with his elegant and standard London accent, with a sense of helplessness and fatigue:
"Something big happened in the city, and I was urgently called back. You don't know how 'lively' the island is tonight. Our Batman is still playing hide-and-seek with the zombies in the sewers.
What can I do for you?
"Two things, one good and one bad."
The old man sighed and said:
"The serum vaccine has been produced and is now undergoing human trials. Originally, this process would have required at least four rounds of large-scale clinical trials, but considering the seriousness of the matter, we can speed it up appropriately.
If everything goes well, it can be submitted to the medical department for review tomorrow and a dedicated production line can be prepared.”
"Well, he will be very happy to hear the news."
Alfred's tone also became relaxed, and he said:
"I knew it was absolutely right to leave these things to you."
"Haha, you're happy too early, Ah Fu."
Lucius told the old butler about the strange things that happened in the medical laboratory, and then talked about what happened in his own research laboratory:
"Here's the bad thing I'm talking about. The lab where I design and build combat gear for Batman was robbed, and everything was gone in five minutes.
It was taken away as 'reward' by the stranger who helped us.
So, Batman needs to give me additional funding to build a new laboratory, which is a huge sum of money.
However, considering the huge profits that this serum vaccine will obtain once it is on the market and the social impact that will push up the group's stock price, we can easily make a lot of money from it."
The old man paused and said:
"The profit will be enough for him to build ten more laboratories without any regrets."
"So, that kind but greedy gentleman might have made a small profit, but Wayne Industries definitely won't lose money?"
Alfred made a joke, then said seriously:
"The security system of Wayne Building should be upgraded, immediately, Lucius. This may also be a warning."
"Well, I'll bring that up at tomorrow's board meeting."
The old man looked at the written ID card in his hand.
He said:
"Everything in my lab has a tracker on it. I will try to track that mysterious Excellency. I'll let you know when I have news."
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"Tracker, as expected! Everyone related to Batman will be infected with this bad habit of distrusting others! There is really no sincerity between people anymore."
Meanwhile, on the second floor of Cooper's shop.
In the space inside a briefcase placed on the table, Mason climbed out from the bottom of a Batmobile prototype holding a strange-shaped engineering wrench.
He held two black trackers and locators in his hands, and took another look at the various things piled around him. He thought with a headache:
"I have to check all these things before I can take them out openly. This won't work. I need an assistant.
Urgent need.
Charles used to work in the aerospace department of Wayne Industries and is also a good engineer. If he is willing, perhaps he can switch from combat to logistics support in the future. "
Mason played with the tracker in his hand and thought:
"But then I have to find a way to recruit another fighter. Let me think about it, Zhakang is a spell user, he can be regarded as a warlock and wizard. Selina is an excellent assassin trained by Batman himself.
And I can be considered as a shooter and healing support.
Team K needs a fighter!
A tough guy who can charge into battle, preferably a versatile person like Lao K.
Um……
Wonder Woman?
Forget it, we can’t afford to offend this demigod for now.
Just look for him among the heroes of Gotham City. Or, find a way to prepare the love potion among the advanced potions and give it to Selina, so that she can seduce Batman to join the gang?
Emmmm, let’s consider this as a backup plan.”
