Volume 2 Honoring Robin Chapter 4 Caribbean Idea King
"What do you mean by selling hope?"
Zha Kang stared into Mason's eyes, trying to dig out more of the soul hidden in front of him from those black and white eyes. He said:
"Tell me your brilliant idea. It seems to me that you don't just want to dig out the treasure we need, but you want to use this as an excuse to do something good.
Like saving people.
Mason, I can't help but feel pity for them, but I think you're just asking for trouble."
“I really wanted to do something good, but I was also sure we could make a profit from it.”
Mason stroked his chin and said in a slow tone after careful consideration:
“I think that besides direct looting and exchange, there is another way for us to make the most profit, and we should find a way to save these people.
Not giving them some food or water will not change the root of the problem.
I mean, give them what they really need, the end of this world is indeed unstoppable, but the sea can be the last refuge.
I have seen the post-apocalyptic world with my own eyes.
To be honest, I don't like it.
If there was an opportunity to intervene and change the course of the apocalypse, I would gladly do it."
The pipe in Zha Kang's hand dropped in shock. The black magician stared at Mason for nearly five seconds before speaking:
"Do you know what you're talking about? There are more than 100,000 survivors gathered on this island alone! The whole world has been occupied by zombies, and they are still expanding!
Have you forgotten what happened last night?
They themselves don't care whether they will die here or not, so why do you deprive them of the right to pursue a happy death?
Most importantly, what do you want the four of us to do to save these people? Are you going to trick Superman over here? Or are you going to do the same thing you did to me and bring all the heroes of the Justice League over here?
Are you going crazy because of too much stress?
How about this?
You open the door and send me back to Gotham first. After I reunite with my girlfriend, you can continue this big thing with my sincere blessing, okay?
And I think that the Star Club’s style of doing things is definitely not like this!
Mason Cooper, as the leader of the exploration team, you really need to examine your own thoughts. You won't get far with such a conscience!"
Seeing the jerk Kang already jumping up and down, Mason felt helpless but he waited until the jerk Kang finished complaining before he reached out and pressed him down and said to him:
"Don't worry, I can convince you."
"hehe"
Zha Kang obviously expressed doubts about this.
The quarrel between the two quickly attracted the attention of the other two team members. Catwoman jumped onto the bamboo building swiftly, the cloak of the invisibility cloak fluttering behind her but unable to conceal her beautiful figure. She jumped to Mason's side and glared at the jerk, not asking the cause and effect at all, and was determined that it must be the jerk who was causing the trouble.
"Selina, please give us your judgment!"
Constantine didn't care about Catwoman's attitude of helping her relatives or not, and told Catwoman Mason's thoughts just now with exaggeration.
Catwoman was also shocked after hearing this, but soon the mature big sister approached Mason, patted his shoulder hard, and gave the young man a thumbs up.
explain:
"It's an ambitious plan, and it reminds me of Batman swearing to protect his city in one of his many desperate situations. I have no idea how you can pull off your boasting, but my sister likes the idea.
I joined!"
"Boss, your idea sounds great. It reminds me of the Joker's mental state when he planned to shoot Barbara Gordon to anger Batman."
The kite man expressed his lack of support and concern in a very tactful way.
But when Mason looked at him dimly, this sensible and caring little brother immediately carried the gun, raised his head and patted his chest to assure Mason:
"But whatever the boss says is what it is. I will definitely do my best to help! Besides, even if we fail, we won't lose anything. This world is already doomsday.
How much worse can it get?"
"You guys are all out of your minds! Mason must have drugged you and turned you into obedient puppies who do whatever he says!"
Constantine glared at Catwoman and Kite Man.
He held his pipe in his mouth, blew out a puff of smoke, and said:
"Look, these are the good team members you picked! I don't fit in with your group at all, just like a devil sneaking into a party hosted by a group of angels and having to kowtow and force a smile to the angel captain!
Mason!
I want to strangle you more and more now.
You better give me your damn reasons before I actually do it... I mean it! Because your assessment of my strength is really accurate, Mason.
Even in this low-magic world, I can kill the three of you here by selling my blood with all my might."
"Don't quarrel, John, calm down. And Boss, don't blame John for questioning. We don't have the antidote on hand."
Seeing Mason and Zha Kang quarreling, Kite Man jumped out to mediate and whispered:
"It's almost impossible to solve this problem unless you can figure it out."
"Antidote?"
Mason curled his lips and said as he pushed open the door of the bamboo building:
"Who says we don't?"
——
"Regarding Captain Mason's idea of saving everyone, who just threatened to kill me, I now have two plans for you to choose from."
A few minutes later, in the closed bamboo building, Zha Kang stood in front of the table with missing legs, opened his hands with a serious face, and said to the three people sitting in front of him:
"The most feasible one is to call on the gods of this world to descend to earth. Use their infinite power to purify the zombie virus that has spread all over the world, and then send down miracles like Genesis to clear out all the zombies overnight.
Then there is the second option which is less feasible.
We can rely on our own strength and wisdom to unite these guys who have been scared crazy by the doomsday, counterattack the continent from the ocean, eliminate the zombie disaster, and give them a beautiful new world.
I personally prefer the first one.”
Constantine looked around. The black magician stretched out his hands to his chest and made a prayer gesture. He said in a long and expressionless voice:
"So, can we start praying now? I happen to know a few spells to communicate with the gods."
Zha Kang's sarcastic words made Catwoman laugh so hard that she fell backwards. Kite Man also grinned, but Mason had no expression on his face. The young man glanced at the black magician and said:
"You analyzed it very well. Don't analyze it next time. Sit down and listen to me now."
Constantine snorted and found a chair to sit down.
He held his pipe in his mouth and stared at Mason unconvincedly, with an amused expression that said, "Let me see how you blow it."
He did not doubt that when Mason proposed this plan, he was indeed opposed to the doomsday and really wanted to help these poor people, but Zha Kang was just very sure that Team K was not strong enough to do this.
As an egoist who never hides his thoughts, Constantine will occasionally do good things for entertainment as long as it does not affect his own interests.
But the situation at hand is not as simple as helping an old lady cross the road.
"First of all, we don't need to help these survivors fight back against the zombie disaster that has already spread."
Mason raised a finger and said to his teammates in a very calm tone:
“When we boarded the ship, even our boatswain knew that the pirate kings and the surviving royal fleet were going to hold a meeting to discuss a plan. It was obvious that someone was behind this.
This shows that the survivors in this world have not given up resistance.
They will do things like counterattack and recovery on their own, and they have enough motivation to do so.”
The young man held up a second finger and said:
“Secondly, I never thought about us personally helping them fight the zombies or something.
Our main goal has always been clear, which is to search the world and find what we need to solve the problems we face.
But the outbreak of the zombie disaster was sudden, which resulted in most of the valuable resources in this world still existing in the Old World.
I need various magical materials to improve my alchemy and other skills.
Zhakang wants powerful magic items and damn forbidden knowledge, while Catwoman wants all kinds of heirlooms.
Treasures that you would never be able to steal in our world, such as the Mountain of Light Diamond and the Pope's Scepter, can be taken at will in this world.
Therefore, in order to maximize our benefits, whether we like it or not, we will eventually have to go deep into the areas occupied by zombies.
Rather than the four of us fighting in the sea of zombies, I personally prefer to rely on the power of the survivors. To put it bluntly, we need a lot of cannon fodder."
"Well, actually I also want something..."
Charles, the invisible man of Team K, carefully stretched out his hand and whispered:
"Besides kiting, I have other personal interests, such as collecting some rare wines to bring back for the reopening of the Iceberg Bar, and getting some gold.
Why are you looking at me like that?
I could die in another world at any time, so I have to leave some inheritance for my son in advance!"
"Look at what you have accomplished."
Zha Kang snorted, staring at the young man with his pipe between his teeth.
He knew that Mason had been avoiding the most crucial issue.
Mason ignored Constantine's meaningful look, raised his third finger, and said:
"Finally, it's a question of resource utilization, everyone."
He took out the thin captain's manual and threw it on the table, saying:
“Even in the Star Society, which holds information on countless parallel worlds, a world with supernatural powers and unique resources that can be evaluated as C-level is extremely rare.
What's more, this is not an open public world that allows all members to explore.
This world is exclusively managed by Old K. As the successor of Team K, this is our territory!
So this is a very simple truth.
Are we planning to make a quick buck and run?
Or should we put some effort here and turn it into a rear base that can continuously provide blood transfusions to Team K? If we want to gain more benefits, how can we do it without someone?"
Mason retracted his three fingers, looked at his three teammates, and said:
"This is the premise for my decision. Do you have any objections?"
"Boss's analysis makes sense."
The Kite Man was the first to speak.
He stole a glance at the expressions of Zha Kang and Catwoman, then hesitantly whispered:
"But you haven't asked the most important question, Boss. I don't mean to embarrass you, but how can we help them? We don't have an antidote for the zombie virus.
Unless you can use your alchemy skills to create a magic potion that can turn zombies back into humans within a few days."
"Zombies can't turn back into humans!"
Mason shook his head and said:
"Mr. Potter's diary made it very clear that the virus directly changed the life form instead of poisoning or infecting them. The moment they were completely transformed into zombies, they were already dead.
Alchemy cannot reverse this process.
But I still say what I said before, who says we don’t have an antidote?”
The young man stood up and put his hands on the table. He looked at the three people in front of him and said:
“Although I used zombie beasts to attack Blackgate Prison out of personal vendetta.
But to be honest, the reason why I decided to do this and risk being thrown into Arkham Asylum by Batman was not just because I wanted a peaceful life.
There is a second reason.”
Mason shook his head and finally revealed the answer. He said:
"Batman already has enough zombie virus samples, and it has been almost a week since the disaster at Blackgate Prison. Do you think Batman has developed a vaccine or serum against the zombie virus to that stage given his efficiency?
You answer this question, Selena!
After all, among the four of us, you know the most about Batman in every sense of the word."
Mason's words were like a bolt of lightning that struck the three people in front of him. Zha Kang stood up from his chair and looked at the 17-year-old young man in front of him with an incredible look.
Catwoman, who was called by Mason, was confused by this question. She rubbed her beautiful eyes and thought for several seconds before she said with some hesitation:
"With the scientific research capabilities of Batman's secret backers, seven days is indeed enough for them to come up with some results, provided they have complete samples and conduct targeted defense research without regard to the cost.
But there is no precedent for zombie viruses, so maybe it will take longer?"
"What if we add the assistance of the entire Justice League, a group of weirdos with all kinds of weird abilities?"
Mason asked again.
Even Catwoman was silent now.
If Mason's idea is to be believed, in the best case scenario, there might be boxes of complete vaccines effective against the zombie virus stored in a medical box in the bat cave.
After all, considering Batman's first reaction to any potential threat is always to formulate a counter-plan, it is unrealistic to say that he was not prepared at all after the zombie disaster in Gotham!
And all this was already part of Mason's plan.
"Look, now all the problems are solved!"
Mason looked at the three silent team members in front of him, spread his hands and said:
"We have a preliminary plan, we have the full support of Batman, and we have unified our thoughts and goals. Now all we have to do is work out an action plan.
Once we get enough zombie vaccines in Gotham, how can we deliver them to the survivors?
How can we use this "special resource" to manipulate the future direction of this world and maximize our benefits?"
"Wait a minute, I need to sort it out."
Zha Kang scolded unhappily.
The black magician rubbed his head and sat down, smoking his pipe in silence. He was obviously very depressed after realizing the cruel fact that he might not be the smartest person in the team.
"Boss! Awesome!"
Kite Man's thoughts were much simpler, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Mason was almost full of admiration.
"Wait, Mason, I admit that your plan is great, great in every way, but how are you going to convince Batman to help you produce the vaccine?"
Catwoman stood up at this moment, pointed at Mason's arm and said:
"You can't tell Batman about the Star Society, it might trigger your curse."
"We don't even have to tell him."
The young man shook his head and said:
“Gotham has already experienced a zombie crisis. If there are a few more, we won’t even need to intervene. Batman and Gotham City Hall will take the initiative to produce those drugs.
All we have to do is get a part of the drug during its circulation process.
How many people do you think are left in this world in the current situation? A million at most! Perhaps a single drug production line would be enough to meet all their needs.”
"You're going to release the zombies to attack civilians?"
Catwoman's face turned serious, but at this moment, Kite Man reached out and pulled Catwoman's arm. The younger brother who was familiar with Mason's style of doing things whispered:
"Selina, there are more than just civilians in Gotham. Think about it, what is the most abundant thing in that city?"
Mason shrugged, gave Catwoman a look that told her to figure it out herself, then turned back to look at Kite Man and asked:
"The nasty Mafia has been harassing you about rebuilding your bar recently? Do you know where their core base is? And where are the shady businesses of other gangs in the city conducted?"
Kite Man shuddered, and in his heart he mourned for the Gotham gangsters for a second, then whispered:
"I'll draw you a picture later, Boss."
"Very good, the last link of the Gotham operation has been completed."
Mason rolled his shoulders and said:
"Now the only issue left is the distribution channel of the drugs after we get them. I think we should..."
"boom"
A loud bang suddenly erupted on the sea outside the bamboo building, like the sound of heavy artillery firing, interrupting Mason's words.
The young man walked to the window and looked out.
In the increasingly hot sunlight, a huge black warship was leading several ships towards Turtle Island. The cannon sounds just now were those guys bombarding the ships that were stuck on the sea and couldn't dodge in time.
Such arrogant behavior caused a huge fire on the sea, and Mason's boatswain ran in panic, holding up his trousers.
The one-eyed old sailor said to Mason with fear:
"Master Wizard, our ship was hit..."
"That broken boat is gone, so who is the one coming?"
Mason asked.
The old sailor was obviously filled with fear from the bottom of his heart. He looked out the window at the slowly approaching black warship and whispered in a trembling voice:
"That is the Queen Anne's Revenge, which belonged to the legendary pirate Barbossa and his fleet. He stole it from another great pirate, Edward 'Blackbeard' Teach."
"Is this the Queen Anne's Revenge? It's bigger than I remember."
Mason blinked.
He reached into his bag and took out the voodoo doll that looked very similar to Old K, as well as the voodoo birdcage that had now become a "zombie breeding room".
The zombie cat Miss Magg, who was lying in the middle, seemed to have gotten used to Mason's scent, and she no longer roared and bared her teeth when she was held in his hand.
Mason stroked the two things and looked at the legendary pirate ship approaching Turtle Island. Another idea jumped into his mind.
"John!"
He turned around and said:
"Come with me for a walk later. We two are in urgent need of repairing our broken friendship. We can also meet our 'new friend' by the way."
