Chapter 100 52 Can't Beat Batman so He Comes to Block My Three-Headed Dog? [3550]

Chapter 100 52. You can't beat Batman, so you come to stop my three-headed dog? --【3550】

Mason arrived at Leslie's clinic on time during working hours, changed into a nurse's gown and started to work.

When Dr. Leslie arrived at the clinic late, this overly hardworking young intern had already helped more than a dozen patients complete simple debridement and suturing operations.

He even used a spare operating room, and several senior nurses took the initiative to serve as his assistants.

This scene stunned Dr. Leslie.

This young man she personally recruited to the clinic always brought her full surprises. Seeing Mason wearing a mask and holding a scalpel in the operating room, if you didn't tell him the details of this guy, no one would know that he was a wild alchemist who didn't even have a nursing certificate.

But even the harsh and serious Dr. Leslie had to admit that Mason was indeed absolutely professional in his field of expertise.

Otherwise, there would be no way to gain such a great reputation in his clinic in such a short time.

The group of nurses almost regarded this tall, handsome, and kind young man as their favorite and idol.

"I don't think I need to come anymore."

When Mason completed another emergency first aid suture and walked out of the operating room, Dr. Leslie, who was wearing a doctor's uniform, said quietly with a cup of coffee:

"Maybe in a few months, I can stay in the office and enjoy my life. Mason, if I remember correctly, you have been fired by me!"

"That's right, you will pay one less salary."

Mason took off his mask and said with a grin:

"But you can't hinder my desire to serve those in need for free. This is what Batman taught me. I can use my own hands to make this city better because of me.

Besides, my first aid skills are getting better and better, so you can relax.

Gordon invited you three times in the past half month. You should probably take some time to savor and enjoy the good feeling of love. I mean, you should at least give that infatuated "Can you give the old man a chance?"

"Shut up, you annoying guy!"

The cold-faced doctor pushed his glasses unhappily and said to Mason:

"There are many patients injured last night in the emergency room. You go to deal with those with minor injuries. I'll take care of the emergency room. Also! I want to taste the Provence fish soup at noon."

"Got it!"

Mason stood at attention and saluted, strode out of here and turned back to say to Dr. Leslie who smiled:

"Doctor, if it's not too much trouble, I want to borrow the pharmacology laboratory of the clinic in the afternoon. There are several potions that require professional instruments that I have to make here.

I promise not to break anything."

"Ding"

A bunch of keys were thrown over, and Dr. Leslie said coldly:

"Those instruments were donated by the Wayne family. They are very expensive. If they are broken, you have to find a way to compensate for them yourself!"

Mason shrugged while holding the key.

It's actually quite good to have such a cold-faced but warm-hearted boss.

However, the phone call he received just now made him somewhat uncomfortable. He didn't know when Talia al Ghul got his contact information, but there was no doubt that the leakage of such a private number was as hard to guard against as telecommunications fraud.

"Mason, come quickly, there is a burn patient sent to the emergency room! We need your magical ointment."

Wendy, the nurse at the front desk, ran over and shouted to Mason.

The evil alchemist's eyes lit up. The burn ointment he had just made this morning had another tester. This was really great.

After brushing up his first aid proficiency all morning, and using his cooking skills that had reached Level 2 to serve the doctors and nurses today's special dish, Provence fish soup, to make the guests and hosts happy at noon, Mason took advantage of the lunch break to come to the pharmacology laboratory on the fourth floor of the clinic.

Generally, this kind of place is used to urgently test the blood components of poisoned patients, but because Dr. Leslie's clinic has the Wayne family as a big sponsor, the "luxury" of this laboratory is no less than that of the laboratory of the Wayne Industrial Medical Department.

Basically, all the medical instruments that can be found on the market are available here, and there are three high-speed centrifuges for liquid stratification alone.

Mason rubbed his hands, locked the door, opened the window, and dialed a number.

A few minutes later, the kite man appeared in the sky with his kite and landed on the balcony on the fourth floor, handing a black suitcase to Mason through the window.

He said:

"It's not easy to get these things. The old man in the bar has a bad attitude! If I hadn't reported your name, he would have kicked me out."

"That's a small shop that provides services for spellcasters. It doesn't serve ordinary people."

Mason opened the suitcase and took a look at the various raw materials placed in it. He nodded and said to the kite man outside the window:

"Go to Wayne Manor, get the invisibility cloak from Selina and wait in Crime Alley tonight. I received news that a dangerous guy is planning to attack me."

"You are so brave! Is there anyone in Gotham who dares to mess with us now?"

The kite man suddenly became angry and said:

"I'll go there to make arrangements now and blow up that blind bastard tonight!"

"Be careful, don't be followed."

Mason reminded:

"That guy is really dangerous. Next time, let John make a few collar pins for you to carry with you. Now we are getting more and more people, which is really a headache.

Have you put away the vaccines?"

"Don't worry, boss."

The Kite Man reached out and pulled down his V-shaped mask, saying:

"I rented a special cold storage to store them. There are only two days left before the 'delivery time' we agreed with the pirates. We have to hurry. Is John still not going this time?"

"He wants to hide in the Star Club. It's better not to show up here for the time being."

Mason looked at the time and gestured to the Kite Man.

The latter nodded and fell down the fourth floor with a flip. After the kite was opened, he quickly glided and disappeared into the gloomy sky of Gotham.

The young man closed the window, processed the various materials brought by the Kite Man, and then used modern technology for the first time to complete their fusion and further production.

The reason for not using alchemy is that the two things he wants to make today are relatively unique.

The fear gas of the scarecrow and the neurotoxin of the clown.

Mason had obtained the complete formulas for both of these items in his alchemy branch. Mason had planned to try them again after a few days of leisure, but Talia reminded him of the attack of the Scarlet Knight for some unknown purpose.

So Mason planned to temporarily strengthen his equipment.

The difficulty of things like fear gas is that professional instruments are required when making them.

Compared with alchemy potions, it does not test personal skills too much. It is made according to the standard process of modern industry. As long as the materials are good enough, the things made will definitely be good.

The clown toxin is more complicated.

But the instruments in Dr. Leslie's clinic are enough to make it.

However, after the alchemy skills reached Lv4, Mason also got "improvement suggestions" about them when unlocking the formulas of these two items.

Obviously, in the evaluation of the character card, these two things belong to the category of "not perfect".

Mason used enchantment techniques to process all the materials that could be enchanted to improve the quality of the finished product. He had developed this habit. In every attempt of alchemy, he would enchant the raw materials in advance. This made Mason's enchantment skills improve like a rocket during this period.

Finally, it came to fruition today!

"Completed an excellent craft·temporary enchantment of raw materials, and the enchantment skill proficiency increased by X5, currently at Lv1. The basic combat enchantment blueprint was unlocked."

"Cool!"

Mason whistled.

An hour and a half later, as the liquid gasification instrument was turned off, Mason got a fist-sized silver-gray small gas tank.

He put it in front of his eyes, and the information label popped up quickly:

Scarecrow's Fear Gas

Quality: Excellent Alchemical Item·Excellent Craft

Item Effect: Release poison gas to stimulate the brain secretion of surrounding life, causing it to enter the [Fear] and [Illusion] states. The duration of this effect is related to the target's willpower.

When used in large quantities, it will cause irreversible damage to the target's mind.

Producer: Mason Cooper

Item Description: A good companion for haunted house, couple entertainment and horror movies.

Successfully completed an excellent craft and excellent quality alchemical compound production, and the alchemical skill proficiency increased by X10.

Mason shook the gas tank in his hand twice and then took out the penguin umbrella and put it into the exquisite mechanical box in the umbrella.

This umbrella was severely damaged before.

Now, in Mason's transformation and repair, most of the functions have been restored, and even the bulletproof umbrella surface has been remade with Batman's polymer cape material.

Mason plans to take time to replace the umbrella handle with Maxi Zeus's lightning scepter before leaving get off work. In this way, this umbrella loses the shooting function but gains the effect of throwing high-voltage current.

The penguin who is already in heaven will probably be very pleased to see his ingenuity transformed into this "lethal weapon" by Mason, a Lv3 engineer?

As for why Mason must keep this umbrella, the reason is also very simple.

Although he now has a variety of deadly weapons to choose from, he can't always patrol the streets with a blasting shotgun when he is out in public as an ordinary person, right?

There must be a weapon that can be used in "normal form".

Before the end of the break, Mason made five gas cylinders of fear gas and put them in his bag for backup, and also made a bottle of clown toxin.

This thing is worthy of being used by Zhou Ke'er to harm people.

When it is extracted into liquid, the color is an ominous dark green and black, and it is full of poison at a glance.

Clown toxin

Quality: Fine alchemical item·Excellent quality

Item effect: Depending on the dosage used, it can cause five different effects: [Trance], [Fear Confusion], [Irritable Madness], [Sick Madness], [Deadly Smile], this item is extremely toxic and can cause irreversible mental damage to the target when used in trace amounts.

This item can be spread on a large scale by heating and vaporization.

Producer: Mason Cooper

Item Description: It is sweet, just like the chaotic deliciousness you can taste when you decide to completely abandon your reason after a bad day.

Successfully completed the production of an excellent craftsmanship and high-quality alchemical compound, and the proficiency of alchemical skills increased by x20.

"This thing is a new trump card. Throw it out when you encounter trouble. You don't even have to clean up the battlefield. It's clean and hygienic."

Mason carefully put the dark green liquid into his bag, then cleaned the laboratory and returned to work.

He had a really fulfilling day today, thanks to the League of Assassins making a big fuss in Gotham City, so Mason expected that the clinic would be very "busy" in the next few days.

Before leaving get off work, he used magic fire and engineering skills to polish and assemble Maxi Zeus' lightning scepter, and replaced it with the penguin umbrella. In this way, Mason's cleaning and transformation of the umbrella was basically completed.

It is still a high-quality creation, but the production process has entered the category of outstanding craftsmanship.

Mason plans to first understand the drawings of Mr. Freeze's freezing gun, and then add a freezing function to the umbrella, and the flamethrower can be removed.

Mason can completely replace the fire-breathing device with an alchemical bomb, which is also the next stage of his in-depth research in the field of integration of engineering and alchemy.

In the evening, Mason, who had changed into a gray windbreaker, walked out of the clinic carrying a suitcase and an umbrella with a black exterior and a gold handle.

It started to rain again. Fortunately, Mason took an umbrella and was a gentleman and sent the little nurse Wendy to the other side of the street, letting her get in a taxi and leave. Then he walked in the direction of Crime Alley.

By the way, that cute little nurse seems to be actively talking to him lately.

It doesn't seem good to go on like this.

As a guy who looks 17 years old but has a soul that is over 30 years old, Mason is no longer as enthusiastic about relationships as young people.

Even though his healthy body told him every day that he was in need.

But his soul says no!

"A good girl deserves to be matched with a truly good man. Let's forget about me, an unlucky guy like me who is full of secrets and has bad luck and always accidentally falls into a gang."

Mason walked into the crime alley, which was dead silent and dark under the rain. He was holding a bag of garbage in his hand as if he was about to throw it into the trash can.

When Mason turned around more than ten seconds later, he saw a guy wearing a homeless man's cloak blocking the entrance to Crime Alley in front of him under the increasingly heavy rain.

Silent, like a ghost.

There were two black pistols stuck in his waist, and his thin cheeks undisguised under the rain were somewhat similar to Mason under the umbrella.

"Jason Todd."

The young man looked at this uninvited guest and whispered:

"There shouldn't be any personal grudges between us, right? Why did you block me here if you didn't go to Wayne Manor to cause trouble with Bruce? You hate those young people who stole your Robin identity, but I refused Bruce's solicitation .

I have no interest in being Robin. "

"You killed the Joker."

Jason's hand held the gun at his waist and said coldly:

"That's my prey!"

"Oh, it's really unreasonable to talk to you young people with serious family problems!"

Mason complained:

“You always like to force the people you care about to make stupid choices to confirm your status in their hearts, but you are young and impulsive and cannot understand that every time you force them, you are pushing them away from you.

It was like a flying knife piercing my heart, with lots of cracks.

Oh, right.

I have something else to ask you. "

The young man coughed, put away his umbrella, and let the cold raindrops hit his black hair. He looked at Jason, moved his fingers, and his tone became colder.

He said:

"Are you deliberately taking advantage of Barbara? Or is it just an accident that she was taken back to the base by Grayson?"

"Does it make any difference?"

Jason drew two pistols and strode toward Mason.

he asked in the rain.

Mason shrugged, clasped the handle of the umbrella with his fingers, and replied in a gentle tone:

"Of course there is a difference, and the difference is huge. This answer will directly determine whether you are dragged out of this alley lying down? Or shoveled out with a shovel.

So, seriously, Jason Todd. "