Trajectory of Dawn in the World of American Comics

"Authentication passed! Welcome back, Mr. Lucius."

The melodious electronic sound rang from the private laboratory on the 7th floor underground of Wayne Industry. This laboratory exclusively belonged to Mr. Lucius Fox required special permissions to enter.

Holding Lucius' ID card in his hand, Mason walked in wearing an invisibility cloak, took out a bottle of brown potion from his pocket and drank it down.

A few seconds later, he felt a slight discomfort in his eyes. After blinking a few times, the darkness in front of him quickly dissipated, allowing Mason to temporarily possess the ability of [Night Vision].

The potion in his hand also came from Old K's alchemy book. It was a demon hunter's potion called "Cat's Eye". In addition to being unaffected in complete darkness, it could also effectively resist hypnosis during the effective time.

The witcher medicines recorded by Old K are very useful, but these things all have a shortcoming that is difficult to ignore, that is, they often contain toxins.

The physique of a witcher can withstand these poisons but ordinary people can't.

Mason can only dilute the potion and can't drink it multiple times, otherwise he will have to try the taste of the secret "coprolith" antidote from the Hogwarts world.

But it's certainly good enough for exploration right now.

He hid in his invisibility cloak and advanced unaffected in the dark, and soon he saw two disassembled and unpainted Batmobile prototypes in the garage.

They should be receiving special modifications in a certain direction.

For this cool vehicle, Mason really wants to buy one. After all, which normal man can refuse such a cool thing as the Batmobile?

But he didn't act immediately, but continued to walk and check in several other areas.

"The development of Batman's suit has never stopped. He is designing and making different suits for different situations. Look at this delightful collection."

Mason stood in front of a large display window, looking at nearly a dozen sets of different types of bat suits in different categories.

From the polymer prototype battle suit most often worn by the master, to the heavy armor-type battle suit for heavy equipment raids, to the conceptual titanium alloy battle suit that combines flexibility, defense and attack.

Some of these are already completed designs, and some are clearly concept styles.

However, none of these suits are equipped with weapon systems.

After all, Mr. Lucius, the talented designer's laboratory is only responsible for design and production, and the combat test should be carried out in the Batcave.

Mason's eyes flicked across the battle suit in front of him, and a bold idea came to his mind, but he still didn't act immediately but turned to the deeper area of ​​the laboratory.

Later, he saw three industrial-grade large-scale 3D printers for different occasions.

This thing caught Mason's eyes. He stepped forward to inspect these rather powerful machines, and found that there were signs of Wayne Industries on the casing.

Good guy, self-produced and sold.

His Excellency Bruce Wayne really understands the private use of public equipment.

He put his hand on the black machine in front of him, and the character card immediately gave a label:

Clothing making equipment

Quality: epic engineering creation · outstanding craftsmanship

Utility: This instrument was designed by Mr. Lucius Fox and produced by Wayne Industrial Precision Industrial Equipment Department. It is specially used to design and manufacture various types of battle suits for Batman. It can not only complete the printing of polymer materials, but also Design and shape cuts in specialty metals.

To use this instrument, you need to have a certain level of scientific and technological literacy, or knowledge of engineering Lv3.

Tip: This large-scale equipment can achieve more uses through engineering transformation, and a comprehensive transformation requires engineering Lv6.

Item description: You don't really think that Batman's polymer biomaterial suit is stitched out with embroidery needles, do you?

The young man sighed.

Feeling sad for Bruce Wayne's luxury and wealth, but also sad for his own lack of imagination, and the visualization of money ability in front of him made him feel like he had eaten several lemons.

He looked at the other two instruments, which were specially prepared for making the complicated combat accessories of the bat suit.

From the combat gauntlet that can pop out the shark tooth sword, to various modified and upgraded batarangs, from the simplest hook-lock flying claw gun to the cool and practical memory material bulletproof gliding cloak.

As long as Mason masters how to use these machines and has enough materials, he can also make different battle suits for himself.

Take it even further!

Mason took out a small piece of metal that glowed green in the dark from his arms. He squinted his eyes and thought:

"After all, apart from a few warehouses of kryptonite in Batman's hands, there is no channel like mine that can 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 wasn't a prototype Bat fighter that he could take away. A multi-functional aircraft that could be commanded by remote control was really useful.

But that's enough for now.

Mason wasn't here to steal a thing or two, that would be gross and wasteful.

With Batman's prudent style of doing things, he can be sure that as long as he takes one thing away from here, the entire laboratory will immediately move to a more secret place.

Therefore, this is the only chance for Mason to get something from this treasure trove!

That being the case

So why not move the entire lab at once?

Well, the idea is definitely too far ahead for the other supervillains, who can't evacuate the entire research and development lab without alerting the building guards and setting off security alarms.

The main thing is to have this heart, and there is no such condition.

But these are not problems in Mason's eyes, not even troubles.

The young man opened the magic suitcase that he carried with him. After a three-story apartment was placed in this super large space of 500X500X50, there was still a huge space for him to use.

Old K's magic apartment is also big enough to fit all the things in the laboratory.

As for security alerts

Well, Mason didn't have that much time to try and disarm the entire lab.

But the problem is, he doesn't need to do that either.

"swish"

The huge black 3D printer was pushed towards the eyes by Mason with his hand, and the suitcase that opened the switch of the traceless extension spell disappeared into the opened suitcase as if by magic.

The harsh alarm sounded immediately.

But Mason didn't care and continued to carry the box and walked slowly through every corner of the entire laboratory like a "sweep".

Take more than a dozen sets of prototype bat suits.

Take the file cabinet where the drawings are stored.

Raw materials of various special metals and special materials, took.

Finally, there are three Batmobiles and the two Batmobiles that have not yet completed special modifications, take it!

But within five minutes, this huge laboratory became empty.

Only harsh sirens echoed desolately in it.

Mason swiped Mr. Lucius' ID card and walked out of the laboratory, put down his suitcase and took out a signature pen, and 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 out with his suitcase in his hand, and passed by a group of heavily armed security personnel when the elevator door opened, entered the elevator and left Wayne without any attachment. building.

A few minutes later, Mr. Lucius, who was shaken awake by the female assistant, received this news like a bolt from the blue.

His personal lab has been stolen!

"What's missing?"

The old man who had taken a small amount of bat sedative was still a little dazed.

He yawned and rubbed his head while asking his assistant. The blond long-legged assistant replied with a strange expression:

"Uh, this may not be the extent of missing something, Mr. Lucius, you'd better go and see for yourself. To be honest, it's really hard for me to describe the scene to you with my poor language.

It can only be said that it was too shocking. "

"Um?"

The old man, who has been in charge of the design and development of Batman for more than ten years, raised his brows in surprise, and came down to his laboratory with the help of his assistant.

Then he looked at the empty laboratory in front of him, where mice would drop a few coins before committing suicide, and fell into a long silence.

"Did I go to the wrong place?"

The old man in his sixties looked at the assistant next to him after a few seconds and whispered:

"Is there a possibility that this is not my laboratory but an empty underground parking lot? After all, you just said that the time between the alarm sounding and the security personnel entering here was only five or six minutes.

The possibility of allowing a thief to evacuate my laboratory in such a short period of time cannot be imagined in my mind.

Among other things, the three custom-made industrial printers alone weighed more than five tons.

Didn't the monitoring system of the laboratory detect it?"

Lucius stopped mid-sentence.

He glanced speechlessly at the place where a dedicated computer should have been stored.

There was nothing there.

Even the cameras scattered throughout the laboratory were "packaged and taken away".

This thief is really ruthless!

The old man fell into a predicament of doubting his life. Facing this bizarre situation, he was at a loss for a while, until the assistant returned his ID card to him.

Mr. Lucius glanced at the crooked words on the card.

It was left by the thief.

Although the handwriting is very ugly, but the message is very philosophical.

"Give some, take some. Fair trade."

"Um?"

The old man narrowed his eyes immediately, recalled what happened before, and said:

"So, the 'antidote' that suddenly appeared in the laboratory was actually a 'gift' from the unknown lord? What is this? Some weird anti-hero or strange thief has appeared in this damn city again ?"

"This is Gotham after all, Mr. Lucius."

The blond assistant next to the old man brushed his hair and shrugged, whispering:

"The only conclusion I've come to after living here for so many years is that anything is possible in this city."

"Oh, forget it, that's it."

Lucius felt very tired.

But confirming the source of the drug also gave him a little peace of mind. While instructing his assistant to speed up the test and verification of the drug, he walked out of the empty laboratory and called another old man.

"Alfred, how is the birthday party?"

Mr. Lucius smiled and said over the phone:

"I heard that you invited a few confidante friends from your youth to celebrate your birthday? You're an old man who enjoys it quite a bit."

"Forget it, Lucius, I'm still in the manor."

Mr. Alfred replied with his elegant and standard London accent, with a sense of helplessness and exhaustion:

"Something happened in the city, and I was recalled urgently. You don't know how 'lively' Naihe Island is tonight, and our Batman is still playing hide-and-seek with the zombies in the sewers.

what's the matter with you "

"Two things, one good and one bad."

The old gentleman sighed and said:

"The serum vaccine has been produced, and it is now undergoing human trial verification. Originally, this process required at least four rounds of large-scale clinical trials, but considering the seriousness of the matter, we can speed it up appropriately.

If all goes well, it can be submitted to the medical department for review and a dedicated production line will be prepared tomorrow. "

"Well, he'll be delighted to hear that."

Alfred's tone became more relaxed, and he said:

"I knew it was absolutely right to entrust these things to you."

"Hehe, you are too happy, Ah Fu."

Lucius told the old housekeeper about the strange things that happened in the medical laboratory, and then talked about the things in his own research laboratory:

"Here's the bad thing I'm going to say, the lab where I designed and made the combat tools for Batman got robbed and everything went missing in five minutes.

Taken as 'reward' by the stranger who helped us.

So, Batman needs to give me extra money to build a new lab, which is a lot of money.

However, considering the huge benefits that this serum vaccine will obtain once it is launched on the market and the resulting social impact is expected to push up the group's stock price, we can easily make a lot of money by relying on it. "

The old man paused and said:

"The income will be large enough for him to build ten more laboratories without feeling distressed."

"So, that kind but greedy gentleman may make a small profit, but Wayne Industries will definitely not lose money?"

Alfred made a joke, and then said in a serious tone:

"It's time to upgrade the security system of the Wayne Building, start 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 ID card with writing in his hand.

He said:

"There are trackers on everything in my laboratory. I will try to track down that mysterious lord. I will let you know if there is any news."

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"Tracker, sure enough! Everyone related to Batman will suffer from this bad habit of distrusting others! There is really no sincerity between people."

Meanwhile, on the second floor of Cooper's store.

From the space inside the suitcase on the table, Mason climbed out from the bottom of a Batmobile prototype with a strange-looking engineering wrench in hand.

Holding two black trackers and locators in his hands, he glanced at the various things piled up around him again, and thought with a headache:

"I have to go through them all before I can take them out in a fair way. This is not going to work, I need an assistant.

urgent need.

Charles had previously worked in the Aerospace division of Wayne Industries and was a good engineer too, so maybe he could move from combat duty to logistical support later on if he wanted to. "

Mason played with the tracker in his hand, thinking:

"But in this way, I have to find another way to recruit a combatant. Let me think about it, Zha Kang is a spell user, which can be regarded as a warlock and a mage. Selena is an excellent character trained by Batman himself. assassin.

And I can be seen as a marksman and healing support.

K-Squad needs a fighter!

A ruthless character who can charge forward, preferably an all-rounder like Old K.

Um.

Wonder Woman?

Forget it, we can't afford to mess with this demigod for the time being.

Just look for it among the heroes of Gotham City. Or, find a way to prepare the love potion in the high-level potion and give it to Selina, so that she can seduce the Bat Master to join him?

emmmmm, let's take this as a backup plan. "

PS:

The sheep are gone, brothers, in the end I still didn't hide, alas. . .