Trajectory of Dawn in the World of American Comics

Chapter 72 24. Will this dilapidated shop in a dark alley really have customers? --【750】

(Add more for the brothers of "Midsummer's Presumptuousness")

Bruce Wayne opened his eyes with difficulty.

His consciousness is still in the remnants of the dream brought by the water of life and death, but it is not a good dream, after all, the pain of the body can be projected on the spirit.

He was in a coma for more than twenty-four hours and had nightmares for a full twenty-four hours.

Let him clenched his fists to attack when he was awake, but he was weak after all, and before he could swing his fists, he was pressed in front of him by a pair of gentle hands.

"Bruce! It's me, I'm here, don't be afraid, you're safe."

Selina's joyful and distressed voice rang in the master's ear, calming down the man who never showed his heart easily.

He breathed and felt the changes in his body.

The tyrannical pain that used to destroy every bone and every blood vessel like a steel knife has gone.

Another kind of gentler and more healing power wandered in his already exhausted body, not only repairing the hard-to-heal wounds, but even those old wounds were healed in the touch of warm water.

The pure blood of the unicorn brings more than simple healing, it also has a magical power to make a dead tree rejuvenate.

Within ten seconds of being awake, Bruce felt that he was getting more comfortable every second, and that strange feeling made him unable to help but relax his body.

Even the depressed mood became relaxed.

He looked at Selena who was sitting next to him holding his hands. He saw the unconcealable worry in Catwoman's eyes, so he tried to smile at her.

Then, with Catwoman's support, she leaned against the head of the bed and looked at the person beside her.

Alfred, Dr. Leslie and Lucius.

The feeling that these people I trust the most are by my side when I need it most, even at a certain moment dispelled the loneliness and guilt that Bruce Wayne had been unable to let go of since he was eight years old.

But soon, that bleak aura returned to him.

It was like a black cloak covering this man's heart to block all changes and outbursts of emotion.

"thank you all."

The master said in a low voice:

"You saved me."

"You should thank Mason, Bruce."

Dr. Leslie rubbed his forehead and said:

"It was he and Selena who found the legendary medicine for you to disperse the terrible toxins on your body. In fact, before seeing your awakening with my own eyes, I still don't believe that there are such things as unicorns in this world. .

But the potion miraculously brought you back from the brink of death in a few hours, which makes me admit that I may have been a little too superstitious in my previous life. "

"me too."

Mr. Lucius straightened his shirt collar with a wry smile, and said:

"Maybe I should have a drink to ease my bad mood right now."

"Together?"

Dr. Leslie glanced at Lucius' invitation, and Mr. Engineer shrugged and said:

"why not?"

Afterwards, the two guys whose combined age was easily over a hundred years old turned and left talking and laughing.

Their relationship with Bruce is not the same as Alfred and Selena's relationship with Bruce, the two are not keen to participate in Batman's cause.

They're trying to protect Bruce Wayne for all sorts of reasons, but they're not too keen on the character of Batman.

Now that Bruce is out of danger, the two who have been tense for more than a day really should relax, and watching them leave, Selena curled her lips and whispered:

"Maybe I should call Commissioner Gordon, there's a rich old man approaching his girlfriend, it's too bad."

"Master, you really frightened my old heart."

Alfred also stood beside the old man's bed. He was pleased to see the person in front of him recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. He nodded and said:

"But seeing you finally come back from the nightmare makes me think that our huge reward this time has not been in vain."

"Ah Fu, I just heard 'unicorn'?"

The playboy leaning on the bed put Selena's hand on his heart. He looked at his most trusted old housekeeper and said with a strange expression:

"So what did that amazing young man Mason give me to drink? How much did you pay him to save me?"

"Well, let Ms. Selena tell you about this."

The old butler smiled and said:

"I'm tired too, I should hurry up and take a rest, maybe the city will be messed up soon, I need a glass of wine and a good night's sleep.

Don't bother the two of you, just call me if you need it.

I'm next door. "

After finishing speaking, Alfred also turned around and left, leaving precious time to this pair of idiots who have been entangled for more than ten years.

"So, it's supposed to be a good story?"

The master turned to look at Selena, Catwoman snorted and pulled her hand back and said:

"It's very exciting, but I don't want to tell you. I haven't troubled you about your other lover yet. You actually asked her to give it to you. Huh."

The questioning words were interrupted by a passionate kiss, and the ignited romance was already in the remaining silence.

Of course, Lady Catwoman didn't forget to cover her left arm when she was in a state of infatuation. She didn't want the man in front of her with a heavy sense of responsibility to worry about her.

It's fine to bear those things and those pressures by yourself.

——

While the master crawled back from hell enjoying the warm jade, Mason frowned in his hut and looked at the magic metals smelted with magic fire in front of him.

He is trying the [Alchemy Transformation] formula that he just unlocked.

Alchemy is not just as simple as brewing potions with poisonous mushrooms and old shoe heels. The ancient alchemists pursued changes in the properties of substances.

For example, turning stone into gold, which sounds unscientific but very magical.

When alchemy reached Lv4, Mason finally entered this field.

He scratched his head looking at the primary transformation formula written in the research handbook in front of him. According to these formulas, he could use the alchemy stone as a medium to transform a magical material into a completely different nature.

For example, converting a piece of mountain blood raw ore into ice mine, you can also extract a kind of "alchemy element" from various materials to make more advanced alchemy materials.

What kind of things like primordial fire, primordial shadow, etc., after refining advanced potions, these things are indispensable.

Sounds simple, but it's so hard to do.

It took Mason five hours until now, wasting two alchemy stones to complete the first physical transformation with difficulty, and he felt the cold seep into the metal block emitting a faint cold air in his hand.

"I feel that the content of my daily life is to tear the worldview and scientific common sense in my mind to pieces and then rub them under my feet."

While packing up the materials in front of him, the young man complained:

"What about the fucking promise to get closer to science and live a happy life?"

he complained.

He took out the devil's box from the suitcase at hand, put on the thick leather gloves made during the tailor's practice, took out several devil's gold coins and put them on the table, and at the same time put Will Turner's forging letter in front of him.

Considering that Batman has been attacked, it is estimated that Gotham's current calm has already been turbulent.

It is very likely that the whole city will be plunged into a wave of terror in a day or two, so Mason urgently feels that his K team needs to strengthen their equipment.

And these enough cursed gold coins are a good means.

Mason read Will Turner's special reminder. According to the description in the handbook, he first sprinkled some special powder on his left hand, then ignited the magic fire to let the flame dance on his fingertips, and finally put a devil gold coin in his palm.

The support of the magic power of the flame prevents it from touching the skin, and melts it in the flames, and finally takes out a more complex bullet mold and pours it into shape at one time.

Mason smelted four cursed gold coins to produce 24 bullets, and then picked up the standard shells and gunpowder he made with an industrial printer and began to assemble them.

24 slugs for shotguns and double-barreled hand cannons were quickly produced in a very busy time.

Although it is handmade, the bullets made by Mason with the blessing of engineering skills are not much worse than those produced by the assembly line.

He took a cursed bullet wrapped in a shell in his hand, tested the weight and looked at its information label:

Engineering Bullet Advanced Curse

Quality: Sophisticated Engineering Creation·Excellent Craftsmanship

Effect: Apply [Weakness Torment] to any target that is hit but not dead, causing its physical fitness to weaken and suffer from increasing mental pressure until it becomes insane.

The curse lasts until the target dies or returns the bloody cursed metal to the devil's chest.

When the target is white or male, the curse takes effect faster and stronger.

The curse can be purged, but when purged it applies the same curse to the caster.

Producer: Mason Cooper

Item description: More dangerous than bullets are bullets with magic.

"cool!"

Mason admired the bullet in front of him, pressed it into the special clip of the critical shotgun, and glanced at the production information on the character card:

"Complete a production of excellent quality and excellent engineering engineering items, and the proficiency of engineering skills will be improved by X4X5=X20."

A total of 24 identical prompts made Mason feel pleasing to the eye.

He still has 500 devil gold coins on hand, and each gold coin can make six cursed bullets. If he finishes all of these, his engineering skills may be more than enough to reach Lv4.

But this is impossible.

These gold coins have their own uses, and I can only divide some of them to make reusable bullets for myself and Charles, and the rest will be used as raw materials to practice enchanting and inscriptions.

He wants to complete the curse enchantment on Sujie's Eagle in Selena's hand before the danger comes, and by the way, upgrade Catwoman's whip with the centaur mane and unicorn mane found in the Forbidden Forest.

If you can, practice your tailoring skills that are still terrible now.

But the good news is that I have a lot of magic leather in my hand. After tanning them with alchemy and enchanting, it should not be a problem for the tailor to reach Lv1.

very good! great!

All branch skills seem to be on the right track of healthy development and progress, except for jewelry processing. Mason is really not in the mood to engage in this stuff now.

Not only professional tools are required, but also various rare gems are required.

There should be a lot of jewelry on Catwoman's side, but she certainly won't give Mason her collection so casually, so let's wait a little bit.

He hummed a song and continued to smelt the devil's gold coins to make very "punitive" cursed slugs. He just entertained himself until ten o'clock in the evening, when Mason stretched himself and got up and pulled the shutter door of Cooper's shop.

It's time to "open for business" again.

I hope that tonight, someone like Damian Wayne will come into my shop and bring me more exchange materials.

The key skills of the manufacturing branch really cost too much money, and it is almost impossible to make ends meet.

Speaking of which, Mason's store is really outrageous.

In the seven days since he opened the door to now, he has opened the door twice. This kind of business attitude of fishing for three days and drying the net for thirty days is simply unreasonable.

But the young man was lucky tonight. A few minutes after the door opened, a drunken young girl staggered in.

"Mason? Mason Cooper?"

She seemed to have drank a lot of wine, lying on Mason's counter with flushed cheeks, pushing the gold-rimmed glasses on her face and trying to show an intellectual smile.

she says:

"Are you Mason?"

"You came here specially to find me?"

The young man raised his head in surprise and looked at the young girl in front of him.

He didn't know the other person, but the lady looked pretty. Her height of 1.75 meters and high heels made her look quite tall. She was wearing a black and white professional attire but no makeup.

Even without makeup, she is youthful and beautiful, with her blonde hair coiled up into a sophisticated look.

In terms of temperament, she looks like a college student, but she is obviously already working. Even though she is drunk, she is still polite and looks like a high-quality talent.

But this was also what puzzled Mason the most.

A decent guy from Gotham and a girl, what the hell is he doing in Crime Alley at night? The reputation of your own small shop has already spread?

No way?

"Well, I was introduced by Director Gordon."

The drunk girl was a little dizzy, but she still explained:

"I have worked with Mr. Gordon before, and he has a very magical potion that can quickly recover after drinking, so I asked him about it.

But a few days ago, your small shop was not open. "

"Fack Gordon!"

Mason pouted, and greeted his nominal guardian in his heart. That enthusiastic and just old man would really make trouble for himself.

The vitality potion I gave him was for the old man who always stayed up late and worked overtime for his own use, but he didn't ask him to advertise the small shop, and this small shop was not open to ordinary people.

Besides, most potions are poisonous, and ordinary people can't drink them directly.

"You're talking about vitality potions, well, I still have some in stock."

Mason looked at the expectant young girl in front of him with some headaches.

Beautiful things can always be treated more leniently, especially this girl is now drunk and staring at him like a cat with big eyes, so that young people can't say no.

He hesitated, and said:

"This shop theoretically does not accept cash, but you are Gordon's friend and Gordon is my friend, so I give you an extra treat, ma'am.

Come on, I'll get you something. "

He stood up and went to the counter to take a few blue vitality potions, and asked casually while putting them into a paper bag:

"How did you meet Gordon? Does a boring old man like him have a beautiful young friend like you?"

"Oh, it's a colleague."

The girl who was praised gave a chuckle. While looking at Mason's shop, she introduced herself:

"I'm a criminal psychologist and psychiatrist, and I'm also a criminal counselor with the Gotham Police Department. This line of work is difficult to find elsewhere, but in Gotham, it's like a fish in water.

I heard him tell your story when I went to Blackgate Prison with him to give Penguin a psychiatric test. "

She rubbed her aching forehead and said:

"I was under a lot of stress at work and tried yoga and meditation to no avail until Commissioner Gordon's magic potion gave me a good night's sleep.

Are you really an alchemist?

Mason, can you do magic? "

"Well, it depends on how you define magic."

The young man turned his head and shrugged his shoulders, handed the medicine in the paper bag to the guest and stayed on her chest for a few seconds by the way.

Don't get me wrong, Mason isn't that nasty.

He could resist the teasing of the big sister Catwoman, but what really attracted Mason was the identity plate on the girl's chest.

"Harley Quinzel?"

The familiar name made Mason narrow his eyes.

A few seconds later, he showed a gentle smile and said to the female doctor who took out the wallet in front of him:

"No need, these medicines are just a thank you for helping Gordon work, but your dark circles look so serious, maybe you need other ways to relax.

If you have time, just wait a minute and I can introduce you to another magic potion.

I call it a palliative or tranquilizer.

It must be useful for a girl like you who has a lot of work pressure. Well, I mean it should be useful for some difficult patients you have at work too. "

Mason showed a gentle and expectant smile, and now he began to thank Gordon for his "little help" in sending the girl in front of him to his store.

Then, he added in his mind what he hadn't said:

"For example, the famous Zhou Ke'er."