Volume 4: The Last Day Chapter 67 No way, I just beat you up once and now I want to come back again?
At five o'clock the next morning, Damian crawled out of Mason's suitcase factory, grumbling. As a well-trained master assassin, he only needed a few hours of meditation to restore his strength and get rid of his fatigue.
But he suffered that night.
The broken factory in Mason's suitcase was operating almost all night long, producing various raw materials through pre-set procedures, which made Damian unable to calm down. However, when he climbed out of the suitcase with dark circles under his eyes, he saw Mason, with a fairy-like face, playing with a strange device.
Judging from the various engineering materials on the table, he should have just made this thing.
"You crazy man, don't you ever sleep?"
Rice exclaimed:
"I heard Barbara say that. I thought she was joking at the time. Have you never slept since you joined the Star Club?"
"Don't listen to her nonsense."
Mason yawned, then he skillfully pulled out a bottle of brown Owl from his bag and poured it into his mouth to activate the vitality regeneration effect. He shook his body and suddenly became more energetic.
He picked up the handkerchief next to him and wiped his face, then turned back to Damian and said:
"How can a person not sleep? If you don't sleep all the time, wouldn't you become a monster? I have slept a few times in the past two months. Well, when I really can't bear it, it feels good to close my eyes and take a rest.
Come on, try this.
I just finished building an engineering device and now I need a willing warrior to try it out."
"Wait a minute!"
Damian crossed his arms and glanced out the window at the still dark dawn. He rubbed his eyes and said:
"I need something to refresh myself, too. Give me some of what you just drank."
"This stuff is strong and poisonous. If you drink it, you will be sent to the ICU."
Mason glanced at the brown owl beside him, shook his head, took out a bottle of stimulant and threw it to Damian, saying:
"That's enough."
Although the little madman still had some complaints about Mason after joining Team K, he at least had some trust in Mason.
He uncorked the bottle, sniffed the mint-flavored medicine, and carefully took a sip. It was as if a bomb-like force exploded on the spiritual level, instantly dispelling fatigue and making the twelve-year-old boy want to howl on the spot.
He performed a set of monkey punches on the spot with full energy, then stretched his neck and took the device from Mason's hand.
The thing was made to look like a round belt buckle, three fingers thick and unpainted. The silver-gray device was covered with precise slots and energy tubes, and inside it was an Ark reactor operating at low power.
"I made it into a bat belt accessory that clips directly onto your battle belt."
Mason sat in a chair, holding a clipboard in his hand and pushing his glasses, which had no lenses, up on his nose. He said to Damian:
"Press the red button first and then the green one."
"I don't mind you using me as an experiment, but you should at least tell me what this thing is used for."
Damian asked quietly as he clipped the device in his hand onto his belt.
Mason curled his lips and said:
"Why don't you try it yourself and find out?
Don't be afraid, I installed three sets of energy redundancy tubes on it, so even if it gets out of control it won't hurt you. Mainly because this is the first time I've made this thing, and it belongs to the category of 'fantasy engineering', so there really is no reference case. "
"You might as well not say that."
Damian glared at the unreliable engineer captain, took a deep breath under Mason's gaze, reached out and pressed the red button on the device in front of his belt.
The low-power Ark reactor immediately started running at high speed and made a buzzing sound, making Damian feel like he was carrying a bomb with him.
The moment he reached out and pressed the green button, a blue electric current rushed out of the device and covered his entire body. Although there was no pain, a very strange pressure spread throughout his body.
It was like a pair of hands squeezing hard from the outside, and as Damian exclaimed, the world in his eyes suddenly became "open".
Under Mason's gaze, Damian's body "shrank" several times in one second, from a short man to a "little bean", but still within the range visible to the naked eye.
He nodded in satisfaction, wrote a few words on the recording board, and said to Damian who was jumping up and down on the spot:
"Keep magnifying the world, Damian. The limit of this thing's specifications is to shrink you to one-fiftieth of your size, which is only slightly larger than a bug.
But the closer it gets to the limit, the more energy it consumes. I need to observe its energy dissipation to design an improvement plan."
"Keep your voice down!"
Damian, who had been shrunk five times, now looked at Mason as if he were a giant. He thought the shrinking experience was very interesting, and climbing up the table with nimble movements was like a big adventure for the little man.
As a result, the "airflow" created by Mason's speech almost blew him away.
Then, he pressed the green button again as Mason requested, and pressed it four times in a row to send himself into an extreme state of shrinkage to one-fiftieth, jumping around like a buzzing bug.
With this body size, any air flow can blow him up and make him fly in the air, as if gravity has disappeared. In such a microscopic state, the whole world presents a very wonderful "sense of contrast".
Damian stretched his body and glided through the air.
He could even clearly see the lines and pores on Mason's skin. Fortunately, he didn't have gigantic fear, otherwise he would be really scared to death.
"Didi"
An alarm sounded from the device, and the next moment the shrinking state was forcibly cancelled. Damian, who was still experiencing the new feeling, was unexpectedly enlarged, and fell to the floor with a thud.
But there was no resentment on his face. Instead, he jumped up, touched the magical device on his waist, and said to Mason with a smile:
"This thing is great. It has very high tactical value. With it, there is no place in the world that I cannot go. I can even sneak in through the keyhole of the vault."
"How unimaginative, Mr. Lil Wayne! The World Enlarger and Reducer is a 'miracle' of engineering, and you just want to use it to rob a bank?"
Mason was in a good mood and made a joke. He took the silver-gray instrument back from Damian and recorded the energy consumption. He said:
"The energy consumption in the extreme shrinkage state is considerable. The energy provided by a palladium element plate is only enough for it to operate in the extreme state for about 20 minutes. It seems that we still need to find a more abundant energy source."
"Twenty minutes is not bad."
Damian moved closer to the captain and watched him continue to work on the details of the prototype. He asked:
"This thing is called 'World Enlargement and Reduction Device'? I just experienced the feeling of 'World Enlargement', but what about reduction? How tall can it make me?"
"Shrinking the world requires more energy than enlarging it, so the extreme specification parameters can enlarge you twenty times as a whole. In that case, the Ark reactor will probably shut down in five minutes at most.
But a larger body size means more energy and oxygen consumption, so I guess you would first suffocate from lack of oxygen due to intense activity before your energy was exhausted.
So my advice to you is to try not to exceed thirty seconds each time you enter 'Gigantamax'..."
Mason removed the energy redundancy tube used to ensure the safety of the test, and installed a black shell on his new device. He put it in front of his eyes to examine it, and a translucent blue information label popped up:
World Enlarger and Reducer Prototype
Quality: Epic Engineering Creation, Excellent Craftsmanship
Special effects:
Activate the device and change the way the world looks to you!
hint!
It is currently known that the device's reduction and enlargement specifications are only theoretical parameters. After finding more suitable materials and energy, and indicating the manufacturer's engineering attainments, the device can be upgraded.
hint!
Individuals with [megalophobia] and [acrophobia] please cherish your life and stay away from this device.
hint!
There is a 0.15% chance of loss of control each time the device is activated, but please note that this "loss of control" is only a short-term entertainment effect and will not cause any substantial harm to the user.
This effect cannot be removed by modification. After all, a boring life needs some surprises occasionally!
Producer: Mason Cooper
Item Description: This thing would make Dr. Hank Pym light up.
This explanation made Mason smile.
He knew very well that what he had in his hand was just a toy compared to the Pym particles. After all, no matter how powerful the world amplifier was, it could not shrink the user to the subatomic level.
He handed the assembled device to Damian, and said to the latter's slightly surprised gaze:
"I'm giving it to you. Consider it a gift for joining the team. Madam Martha said that I took advantage of you several times and made you resentful of me. I hope this little thing can improve our relationship."
"Are you trying to bribe me, Mason?"
Damian took the device and snapped it onto his bat belt, but the little lunatic was quite happy but still asked in a provocative manner:
"Are you afraid that my 'Grandma Martha' will come to you with a knife in the middle of the night? Well, is this what it feels like to have a strong parent protecting you? It's really great."
"Shua"
The door was pushed open the next moment, and Martha in pajamas appeared like a ghost behind Damian, who was standing with his hands on his hips. When the little lunatic turned around with his eyes wide open in shock, his dear "clown grandma" dragged him out of the room with both hands.
As the door slammed shut, Mrs. Martha's strange cry could be heard:
"You bad boy! You scared your grandma to death. Where have you been? You were gone all night. I thought the crazy people outside hid you.
I was planning to blow them all up to avenge you...
Woohoo, stop scaring me like that, little Bruce, your poor grandma can't stand such stimulation."
"Mason! Help me!"
Damian's screams could be heard from afar. He screamed:
"Mason, Captain, take me back, I'm afraid...Mason!"
"Well, it's not even daybreak yet, good boy, don't call out to scary things at this time, because they will really appear."
Mason laughed dryly twice and silently wished Damian well in his heart.
The little lunatic didn't know that Mason gave him the World Enlarger and Shrinker not only to express his apology for using him before, but also to compensate him for the miserable life he had to live with the clown grandma and the old man during this period.
After all, theoretically speaking, all of this was planned and directed by Mason.
"Well, let's take a look at the improvements to the Isu Vanguard Armors. They can be modified in appearance to be more... hm?"
He had just returned to the workbench, took out a set of Isu drawings and was about to start the next round of work when he suddenly felt a cold wind blowing. He turned around and saw Harley rubbing her eyes and holding a shark doll appear at the door.
Mason blinked and glanced at the dark window. It was still an hour before dawn, so...
"That annoying little bastard has finally been taken away!"
Harley cheered in a shrill voice. With red eyes, she jumped up and landed behind Mason. She put her head on Mason's shoulder and said in a long voice:
"I've been waiting all night, Mr. K. You promised me."
She pouted and started to act coquettishly.
Mason suddenly realized how wrong he had been to just let Damian go.
But it was too late now. He couldn't drive Harley away again. If the more evil and impulsive Quinn came out, it would be difficult to end this matter peacefully.
"I think we can talk about it at a suitable time."
Mason glanced sadly at the unfinished design improvements. He leaned back in his chair and watched Harley stretch her body with amazing flexibility and lean against his arms.
He looked at the face in front of him without makeup.
Especially those sparkling eyes.
He could see the undisguised attachment, enthusiasm and expectation in it. He asked himself what he thought, but at this moment, the man in the hat on the table replied in a low voice:
"You're not against her, Mason, and you know it. You actually like her, even before you really knew her."
"My brother."
The Isu ghost Consus also projected himself to Mason's side and advised:
"It's good to be self-disciplined, but always living such an ascetic life will affect your creativity and enthusiasm for life. You are always , so it's not a bad thing to have some fun."
"Mr. K?"
Harry lay in Mason's arms and watched Mr. K's expression change. She whispered:
"What's wrong with you? How about I come back later?"
"No, nothing."
Mason, holding the beauty in his arms, shook his head, trying to dispel the voices of Consus and the hat from his ears. He looked down at Harley, reached out and took off his glasses, and said:
"We have to hurry..."
Then their lips met in a kiss, like the first flame being ignited.
The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous and hot, but just as Harley, who was breathing rapidly, raised her head and prepared for the next step, the sound of breaking glass suddenly rang out in the room.
Mason's eyes immediately cleared up, and he quickly threw the screaming Harley to the ground.
Three black arrows were nailed on the chairs they were sitting on just now. The tops of the arrows were still dripping, and dangerous red lights were flickering in the countdown.
He only had time to pull the Isu shroud from the table and cover himself and Harley with it before a violent explosion engulfed the entire room.
The noise immediately alarmed the entire abandoned Wayne Manor.
A few seconds later, the old man in black bat clothes jumped onto the roof with a flying claw gun. Damian wanted to rush out to help but was pushed into the closet in the room by the clown Martha, who activated the secret elevator and sent him into the closed underground bat cave.
The madmen in Arkham shouted noisily.
The outskirts of the manor where they were were suddenly attacked by a large group of black-clad assassins in the dark night before dawn, and the area was now in extreme chaos.
But fortunately, the weapons were handed over to them last night, so they didn't have to deal with this group of aggressive Assassins with bare hands. The old man said that Black Arrow and his killers would definitely come, but he didn't expect this group of people to be so efficient!
"Ahem"
The room torn apart by the explosion was still burning, with thick black smoke billowing. Mason, who was coughing, was helped up by Harley, whose face was covered in black ash.
The Isu Shroud is indeed a legendary cloak of immortal craftsmanship. It still protected Mason and his little lover from harm in such a close-range explosion, but they were definitely left in a state of disgrace.
Those guys really picked a good time to shoot the assassination arrow at the moment when Mason relaxed his vigilance due to Harley's enthusiasm. If it weren't for the Isu's sharp senses, the explosion just now would have been enough to bury Mason here.
"I'm going to kill him!"
Harry was extremely irritable as her good time was interrupted.
She rushed out of the room, which had become a sea of fire, holding Mason in her arms. She was as anxious as an enraged tiger, and even her sharp voice had a strange "resonance".
This obviously alarmed the "Quinn" in her.
"You lead the criminals in Arkham. They need your leadership. "
Mason put the shroud on Harley, patted her waist and said:
"Good things come to those who wait. Go ahead."
"mua~"
Harley turned around, hugged Mr. K's neck, and bit his lips hard as if to collect some "interest" in revenge, then she turned her head and whistled.
The two big Amazon dogs rushed out howling, and obediently brought armor, weapons and a bag of explosives to Harley.
He watched Harley leave and then pulled out his precision rifle from his bag. Glancing around the manor that was being raided by the Assassin's League, Mason shrugged and put on the invisibility cloak.
Mason didn't leave immediately.
Instead, he released a cylindrical bio-capsule from the suitcase, which was used to store organisms for a long time. He used fingerprint and iris verification to release the dormant "bodyguard" inside, and said:
"Get up and work, Bullseye! It seems that Oliver Queen, the 'Black Arrow', was not beaten enough last time, so give him a good job this time. The 'Peace is the Most Important' program is temporarily suspended.
The use of deadly force is authorized!"
