Volume 2 Honoring Robin Chapter 23: It feels so good that the son of Gotham owes me money
"This trip is so exciting."
In the top floor office cubicle of the Iceberg Bar, Mason and the other two walked out of the World Gate. Like a catwoman carrying a voodoo birdcage, she fed veal to her new pet, stretching her neck and saying:
"But is it really okay to leave Zhakang alone there?"
"Leave him there. Don't worry about him getting lonely. He's got a lot of ideas."
Mason curled his lips and said:
"He has provoked a lot of guys in this world that he cannot afford to offend and should not offend, both above and below. When he comes back here, he has to compete with those guys all the time.
But staying in the Forbidden Forest would allow him to stop worrying about these troubles for the time being.
I suspect that guy is so happy that he's running naked in the Forbidden Forest right now.
Besides, it is not our turn to worry about the safety of a magician who can kill zombie dragons with purgatory fire. Let's think about Batboy's troubles."
At this point, Mason took up another object from his pocket and looked at it in front of his eyes.
It was a silver teardrop-shaped pendant made of magical metal, with faint blood floating in it, like some kind of fantastic and beautiful work of art.
When Mason took it out, Catwoman and Kite Man beside him were also attracted by it.
Charles couldn't help but ask:
"Is this thing really as magical as it's written about? With it, can we really not hurt each other?"
"Why don't you try and know?"
Catwoman popped out the magic cat claws on her gauntlets and swung them towards Charles' neck, but her movements froze before she touched Charles.
"No! I can't do that at all."
Selina retracted her claws, rubbed her forehead and said:
"The thought of hurting you was extinguished as soon as it came to my mind, 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 bad that I wanted to cry.”
"Your metaphors always feel a bit strange, but this also shows that this thing is really useful."
Mason placed Team K's "Blood Pact of Four" into the jewelry box that previously contained the Resurrection Stone fragments, and threw it into the now empty suitcase.
Old K's magic apartment was left in the Forbidden Forest for Zha Kang 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.
"Come on, let's go see Batboy."
Mason took out the old flip phone that Alfred had given him. There was only one contact number 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 perfectly resolved, thank you for your help.
Huh? You and I know that there are only children's biscuits inside, but John doesn't know. And given his character, even if he knew, he would probably suspect that we are doing something behind the scenes."
The young man hung up the phone with a smile, turned around and said to the kite flyer:
"are you going?"
"No, every time I'm with Batboy 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 finished and I also need to prepare for the opening. By the way, I can take some time to perfect the preliminary design of my kite modification that we made earlier.
If you need anything please contact me directly.
I'm always available, sir."
"Um."
Mason nodded and followed Selina, who had quickly changed her clothes, to the rooftop. He threw out a flying motorcycle and let Catwoman sit in the bed. 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 rising red sun could be seen in the distance over the city.
To be honest, the only thing missing from this scene is a classic photo of Mason and Catwoman putting on capes and facing the sun to show "superheroes protecting the city".
"Who was that Oriental man reflected in the magic mirror of desire?"
Catwoman suddenly asked as the flying motorcycle passed over the city light rail.
Mason said expressionlessly:
"have no idea."
"John said that the mirror can reflect the deepest desires and the truest self in a person's heart. So, Mason, is that gentle and scholarly guy the real you?"
Selina asked while yawning while holding the cat carrier in her arms.
Mason remained silent.
It was not until several seconds later that he spoke:
"That's about right. I've dreamed of becoming that kind of person since I was a kid, someone who is educated and has ideals, knows what he or she is pursuing, and can live out his or her life in his or her own way without any regrets.
While doing your best, make the world a better place because of you.
Even if it's just a little bit.
But fate plays tricks on you, Selena.
Think about it, when we first met, I was just a gangster.”
“You made a difference.”
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, which requires the most courage. Perhaps this is why I think you are trustworthy, little Mason.
Even if you release zombies to kill hundreds of people, even if you colonize the Caribbean world, even if you use bad guy methods to coerce Zha Kang.
But I still feel you have a warm heart.
This is especially true when you grew up in the shithole that is Gotham."
Having said this, the elder sister chuckled, letting the sunlight shine on her healthy wheat-colored skin, she let out a long breath and lit a ladies' cigarette.
This time Mason didn't stop her.
In the sweet-smelling smoke, elder sister Selina whispered:
"If I 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 defiant and cold tone:
"I hate women who smoke... Hey! What are you doing? I'm driving and I'm going to fall! Get out!"
"Come on, why are you shy?"
The next moment, a passionate kiss fell on the young man's forehead, like a dragonfly touching the water, symbolizing gratitude.
Ten minutes later, before daybreak, the flying motorcycle landed in an old factory building of Wayne Industries on the outskirts of the city that was abandoned and fenced with barbed wire.
Relying on his Lv2 engineering skills, Mason keenly discovered that there were at least seven fully automatic guard gun turrets hidden in this seemingly deserted place when he jumped off the motorcycle.
And several of them have already targeted him and Selena.
However, as they approached, the hidden firepower points fell into dormancy.
Following the route given by Alfred, the two of them took a disguised elevator down nearly thirty meters underground before entering another secret base of Batman.
When Mason passed through the heavy special steel door and entered the underground hall, he saw Bruce Wayne hiding in a strangely shaped medical cabin, as well as Alfred and Dr. Leslie who were operating medical equipment.
The last one was someone he didn't expect.
That Mr. Lucius Fox who looks like Morgan Freeman.
He was not wearing the luxurious suit that he wore as the chairman of the board of directors of Wayne Group. Instead, he was dressed like an old engineer and was busy at a complex workbench.
Mason glanced over.
He noticed a reinforced titanium alloy bat suit on it, which he also had in his "collection".
But that was the original version without weapon accessories, and the one in front of him has been equipped with a full set of weapon modules by Mr. Lucius. Even if it is not worn by Batman, it still looks imposing.
Especially the very mechanical-style bat helmet, it was like a bloodthirsty bat staring at him, ready to devour someone.
"Did you bring the stuff back?"
Alfred was very anxious, but this old English gentleman who had fought in wars, served as an agent, and met the Queen still tried hard to make himself look unhurried.
As he watched, Mason produced 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 his glasses and said:
"Is this unicorn blood? It looks like some kind of compound."
“This is the first choice.”
Mason slowly flicked the test tube, causing the silver liquid to refract beautiful light under the light.
He looked at Old Alfred, and then glanced at Batman, who was still in pain in the treatment chamber which was said to be made with Kryptonian technology .
The young man explained:
“This is blood taken from a wounded unicorn, pure blood but with a curse attached, I can use it to make an antidote and I guarantee it will definitely allow Mr. Bruce to recover within a few days.
But I said that before I left.
Any unicorn blood taken in a harmful way will bring lifelong pain to the drinker, causing their spirit to suffer eternal torment and their body to decay in cursed health without the release of death.
Mason paused, glanced at Alfred, and said:
"Are you sure you want to give Bruce this medicine?"
"Alright, Mason!"
Catwoman shook her head and said to Mason:
"I know you have something better. Stop teasing poor Ah Fu. Look how much hair he lost in one night. It's not easy for an old man of his age.
Take it out.”
"It's not my bad taste, Selina."
Mason sighed and pulled another test tube from his bag.
There were only a few drops of silver blood in the test tube, but it was obviously brighter than the cursed unicorn blood, and seemed to be attracting all the light to gather.
“This unicorn’s umbilical cord blood is extremely 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 lifetime.
It's really expensive.
I know the Wayne family is very wealthy, even beyond the concept of 'rich', but talking about money is a bit too vulgar in front of what I have in my hand."
"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 everything you want!"
"But I just want one favor from Batman."
Mason shrugged and released his alchemy workbench from his backpack.
Under the gaze of others, he poured the uncursed pure blood into the distillation tube, lit it and heated it, and then began to skillfully handle the other antidote materials.
As he worked, he said:
"Everyone present here bear witness that Bruce Wayne, also known as Batman, owes Mason Cooper a favor today .
Other than that, I don’t take a penny.”
"You wish."
Mr. Lucius, wearing an engineer's mask, said quietly:
"Even the most lowly thugs in Gotham's gang know that it is hard to repay a debt of favor. We must impose some restrictions, young man."
"We can't let Bruce join some secret organization!"
Selina was the first to speak.
Mason shrugged and gave an OK sign. 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 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 worthy of being a medical practitioner, and her starting point is to protect the only son of her friends Thomas and Martha.
Mason also had no objection to this.
Finally it was Alfred's turn. The old butler looked at Bruce Wayne, who was lying in the Kryptonian treatment chamber, having difficulty breathing and with visibly taut muscles all over his body.
He looked at the man whom he had raised like his own child.
He sighed and said:
"My restriction is that you cannot take away any more of the precious things that Master Wayne has in his life. Not even a single thing!"
"understood."
Mason nodded.
He accepted the restrictions and gestured for everyone to stop disturbing him.
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 Potions Encyclopedia.
Mason had tried two mixtures before and found them to be feasible, and the legendary material of unicorn blood was extremely easy to use and only needed to be added during the potion brewing process.
No additional processing is even required.
In the movie, Voldemort just lay on the dead unicorn and drank its blood. If the unicorn had not been transformed into a zombie, perhaps that original feeling would be the most awesome.
In other words, Mason doesn't have to go through the trouble of making an antidote. He just needs to drop the drop of blood into the master's mouth, and leave the rest to the magic.
But the process is so simple, how can its role be reflected?
Every qualified slacker knows that they have to complicate simple things in order to prove their worth to their boss while slacking off. Besides, isn't it a way to practice alchemy?
After nearly ten minutes of complicated mixing, the strange medicinal soup in the mithril crucible was boiled over a high fire.
Mason continued to stir the crystal rod until a silver-gray viscous liquid formed, which he then carefully poured into a triangular crystal bottle.
The finished product is like mercury, but reflects beautiful tri-color light under the light.
When Mason took it, a prompt popped up in front of him:
Pure Healing Potion
Quality: Epic alchemical creation, excellent craftsmanship
Features: Toxin purification, negative curse purification, strong body, water of longevity
Item Effect: Neutralizes most poisoning and negative curse effects (effective for three days), and provides certain physical enhancement based on the drinker's constitution, making up for the lack of vitality and increasing the upper limit of lifespan.
[Can be consumed multiple times, the maximum age is 200 years]
Producer: Mason Cooper
Item Description: How did you make such a mediocre potion with rare legendary materials? Are you a pig's hoof?
Successfully completed the production of an epic quality, excellent craftsmanship alchemical item, successfully completed the fusion of legendary materials, and the alchemical skill proficiency increased by X6X5X10=X300, currently at Lv4.
[Alchemical Transformation] recipe unlocked.
New trait unlocked [Luxury Alchemist: Improves the quality of products when using high-grade materials for alchemy]
"Huh? Does this thing have a pay-to-win mode?"
Mason blinked.
He didn't expect that the fusion of legendary materials would allow him to make a rocket-like leap in an instant, which made him very meticulous and deeply frustrated at the same time.
Item Description: That damn vicious language hurt his heart again.
But Mason had to admit that the complaint was correct.
He used expensive and rare legendary materials, but only produced potions with excellent craftsmanship. Now even he felt like he had a pair of pig's trotters.
"Let it sit for ten minutes, then give it to him."
The young man threw the alchemist stone into the warm potion with sadness and handed it to Alfred. The old butler held it in his hands as if he was holding his last hope.
Mason warned:
"It will take two to three days to take effect, but he will be sober soon. If there are any problems, please contact me in time. Now I am going to go back to sleep. I am really tired.
Also, don't forget to tell Mr. Bruce Wayne.
Now, he owes me a huge favor.”
