The Wayne Group is definitely the giant enterprise of Gotham, and the citizens of the city and the surrounding towns will inevitably have to deal with the Wayne Group from birth to death.

Its existence has even gone beyond the concept of a regional plutocracy and permeated every aspect of Gotham City.

Although it started as a heavy industry and shipping, in the generation of Bruce Wayne's father, Thomas Wayne, the company has completed a large-scale industrial diffusion, and now Bruce has more than a dozen medical laboratories all over the world alone, and has also invested in cutting-edge scientific and technological organizations such as Star Labs.

However, Mason confirmed from Gordon that the development of the zombie vaccine that Batman was promoting was in the headquarters of the Wayne Group, which is the Wayne Building, which is known throughout the city.

This gives Mason the convenience to dive into.

In the evening, the young man made himself a meal in the hut, brushed up on the proficiency of the cooking branch, and after eating and drinking, he first set the "patrol route" of the bat mobile phone today, he put the mobile phone on the drone and asked it to circle the block according to his habits in the evening, and then returned to the hut.

In order to prevent Batman from coming to his cabin on a whim, Mason decides to "do a big job" in the city before setting off to infiltrate.

The zombie activity location he chose tonight was on Nahe Island.

It's in that super-giant slum that is almost completely cut off from the main city of Gotham, and the situation is complicated.

The Kite Man's map shows that the sewer system beneath the complex terrain has been completely modified, and from his career in the Clowns, he has learned that there are at least four dens of different forces, and that most fugitives choose to hide.

This has even formed a complete "industrial chain" in Nai Ho Island.

Best of all, the black chain of criminals is still controlled by Gotham's largest mafia, the Falcone family.

Isn't that a coincidence, you say?

Mason took the Ring City Light Railway, which is said to have been funded by Thomas Wayne, to Naihe Island Station, and he quickly entered the chaotic place by changing into an invisibility cloak in the bathroom.

But instead of entering the repurposed sewers, he freed Miss McGonagall at one of the exits.

"I know you understand."

Mason carefully takes the lazy zombie tiger cat out of its cage with his own low-quality thick-leather gloves made with his sartorial skills.

Looking at the kitten that had popped out black claws in his hand, Mason said to the cat while caressing the cat:

"Don't leave the sewers! Don't hurt anyone on the ground! Otherwise, I'll throw you in a suitcase and come out to work. Don't make an expression that you're just a kitten you don't understand!

I know you're smart enough to understand what I mean. ”

"Meow~"

A glint of impatience appeared in Miss McGonagall's scarlet eyes, proving that it had indeed regained its wisdom through the Resurrection Stone shards, but that it would not be certain that it would be able to recover to that point.

After all, the zombie virus has completely changed its brain structure, and with the unique magical heritage of Animagus taking effect in it, maybe one day it can really change back into Professor McGonagall's human form.

Or maybe it will live forever in the form of a cat.

"It's getting heavier again, and it seems to be bigger."

Mason held the tiger cat in both hands and placed it at the entrance of the sewer, tied a small pocket watch around its neck, patted it on the head and said:

"Eat less unclean things, isn't veal more fragrant than the meat of criminals? Go, I'll be waiting for you here, I'll be back when this pocket watch rings!

Be nice.

I'm not going to put you in a cage in the future, deal? ”

"Meow!"

The shriveled and eerie meow of the cat seems to represent the budg's response.

It stretched its ocelot-like body, which was already twice larger than a normal cat, and then disappeared into the darkness of the sewers with graceful steps.

Mason had a taser with a fishing net in his hand, and he was ready to go into the sewers to retrieve it if he didn't behave.

Ten minutes later, however, Miss McGonagall appeared at the entrance of the sewers, imprinted with blood-colored cat paw prints and blood stains on the corners of her mouth, indicating that tonight's "supper hunt" had gone just as well.

Mason took off the vibrating countdown pocket watch around the cat's neck, and reached out with great satisfaction to touch the cat's increasingly shaggy head.

He put his favorite school hat in the bird cage to make a nest, and retrieved the lazy cat that had satisfied his hunger and then turned into his arms.

He stood up, walked into a dirty phone booth on the side of the street, and casually dialed the Gotham police station's police number, and screamed in his throat:

"Oh my God! There are scary monsters running around in the sewers! Right on the island of Naihe, they're eating people! It's terrifying! Ask Batman to come to our rescue! ”

"Smack"

Before the officer on the other side could ask for details, the phone hung up.

Mason walked out of the phone booth and headed back to the light rail station, but with the complicated path of the island's repurposed sewer system, Batboy was busy tonight.

He won't have time for anything else.

The Ring City Light Rail, built when Thomas Wayne was alive, ended in the Wayne Group building, which meant that Mason didn't even need to change transportation.

He patiently waited until the building's security guards changed shifts before following the patrolling security guards into the building in his invisibility cloak, blending into the building as easily as an invisible man, and then taking the stairs down to the medical laboratory located underground.

When a balding white coat researcher opened the door with his ID card with a fairy look on his face while holding a coffee, Mason followed him inside.

This large laboratory, which occupies an entire basement floor, is very busy.

There are at least two hundred personnel working here, and Mason walks through it and sees several tightly sealed experimental spaces where biological experiments are taking place.

They used creatures such as cats, dogs, and sheep to inject them with zombie viruses and targeted drugs to test their effects, and each lab was equipped with an automatic firing device.

Mason saw a dog being destabilized with precision headshots, then incinerated by flames erupting from four high-temperature flame vents, and finally all traces were cleaned up by a special cleaning device.

"Drug Trial No. 47 Failed!"

A black man in a hazmat suit shook his head, and as Mason watched silently, he said to his assistant beside him:

"Three minutes later, the trial of drug No. 48 began. How many targeted drugs have been documented to be effective now? ”

"There is only one, Mr. Lucius."

The white-skinned and beautiful long-legged assistant looked at the experiment record and replied succinctly and accurately:

"The compound labeled 24 was developed with the participation of Star Labs. It allows test samples to remain awake for 8-10 minutes under the attack of the zombie virus, but follow-up research on it has never been able to make a breakthrough.

There must still be some key issues that have not been discovered..."

Speaking of this, the very professional female assistant hesitated for a moment, and whispered to Mr. Lucius Fox, who is also the head of the Wayne Industrial Research Department and the chairman of the board of directors of the Wayne Group, who is also in charge of this experiment:

"With all due respect, Mr. Lucius. If we want to complete the deconstruction of the unknown virus and the production of targeted drugs in less than half a month, this is simply not possible.

It is simply an impudent request that violates scientific norms. ”

"I know, but we have to finish it!"

Mr. Lucius hadn't had a good rest for days, and Batman's most trusted "tech officer" rubbed his bloodshot eyes and said:

"Your authority allows you to know the truth about the incident at Blackgate, and think about the impact and impact that it would have if those living corpses spread throughout the world in Gotham City and across the country.

We must finish it, before the real catastrophe strikes!

Keep experimenting! ”

The female assistant stopped talking.

She nodded, and soon several experimenters brought Compound 48, and a bleating goat was sent into the lab.

As for Mason, he was already in the R&D room labeled 24, where three researchers were busy in front of the computer, and the labeled drug 24 was stored in a small refrigerated test box.

The young man took three small syringes from his arms.

The liquid inside is the "Batman Sedative" he used alchemy to parse the recipe and make in Dr. Leslie's clinic.

He'd been pricked by this thing once, and he knew very well how effective it was.

It's like a dragonfly touching water.

Mason stabbed the necks of three busy researchers three times in a row, and in less than two seconds, the three already exhausted researchers were lying on their stomachs in front of their computers and falling into a wonderful sleep like babies.

The young man took compound No. 24 out of the freezer and held it in his hand to look at it.

Unfinished zombie virus prevention serum

Effect: Through the advanced biotechnology of Star Laboratory, the injector is immune to the modification of the zombie virus to the living body in a short period of time.

Makers: Barry Allen, Star Laboratories Bioscience Division, Wayne Industries Biomedical Laboratories

Item Description: Mr. Barry Allen is really just one step away from cracking the secrets of the original zombie virus, and perhaps he needs a little more help from the supernatural?

"Barry?"

Mason looked at the serum test tube in his hand and suddenly narrowed his eyes.

There really is a flash in this world! But he seems to be keeping a low profile, at least Mason hasn't seen any news about the Flash in the recent newspapers.

"Supernatural help?"

The young man tasted the hint implied in the description of the item of this serum, and after hesitating for a while, he took out an alchemy stone that had just been made at noon today.

"The fusion of alchemy and modern biotechnology won't cause serum contamination, right?"

With this in mind, Mason put the gray irregular alchemy stone into the test tube in his hand with tweezers, and under his gaze, the orange-yellow serum liquid began to float some bubbles like an extracted alchemy potion.

Its intrinsic active ingredients are being rapidly extracted by alchemy.

After an unbearable ten minutes, the serum in Mason's hand was only two-thirds of its original capacity, and its information label had finally changed:

Extracted zombie virus prevention serum

Effects: Thanks to the combination of advanced biotechnology and ancient alchemy, this serum has undergone a miraculous transformation without the addition of any ingredients.

Its protection against zombie infections has been greatly extended.

Makers: Barry Allen, Mason Cooper

Item description: This is still not the perfect antidote to zombies! But don't be discouraged, it's already good for a junior alchemist to be able to do this, so come and reward yourself.

"This little thing can also be effective against the products of biotechnology, and it really deserves to be the core creation of alchemy."

Mason removed the gray alchemy stone from the test tube and took the reagent into the space where the biological experiment was taking place.

This would prove to be a failure of Compound 48, leaving Mr. Lucius devastated.

He and his assistant were resting outside the lab and discussing next steps, while a gray dog had been replaced in the lab and was tethered to the lab table waiting for his fate.

Glancing outside, Mason in his invisibility cloak poured the reagent in his hand into the delicate injection instrument, then pressed the test switch.

"Why was it activated?"

This unexpected movement immediately alarmed Lucius and a group of scientists.

They rushed into the lab to stop the unauthorized experiment, but the serum and virus had already been injected into the puppy.

Mason was standing beside these people, and he was also invisible, paying attention to the changes in the puppy in front of him.

A minute, three minutes, fifteen minutes later, the puppy that was fixed to the bench let out a faint scream, but it wasn't because of a zombie infection but because it might be hungry.

"The experimental data broke the original record! Mr. Lucius, there is no sign of infection in the test sample, and it is excreting the invading virus from its body through the circulation of body fluids!

A new antibody is generated and added to the sample's immune system.

It's stable.

At least it's stable now. ”

The female assistant looked at the complicated data on the medical equipment in shock, and she couldn't help but push her rimless glasses and shouted to a group of scientists who were also wide-eyed:

"Ladies and gentlemen... We... We might have succeeded? ”

But no one cheered, everyone stared at each other.

They couldn't understand why there was a breakthrough all of a sudden.

Mr. Lucius, on the other hand, cautiously removed the remaining injection serum from the syringe, and looked at the label marked 24 in his hand, but immediately asked the scientists to start analyzing the composition of the serum, and sent someone to wake up the three researchers who were sleeping in the laboratory.

An hour later, the results of the analysis were available.

"There is no change in the composition of Drug 24, Mr. Lucius."

The female assistant reported to her superiors in an incredulous tone:

"But its inner composition has changed dramatically. The content of some ingredients has been weakened and the proportion of other ingredients has increased, and although it is made from the same raw materials, drug No. 24 has become a completely different thing.

The three researchers also gave no reason.

They didn't touch the compound, as the surveillance tested, though the surveillance cameras were temporarily taken offline for ten minutes.

We don't know what happened in the lab during those ten minutes. ”

Mr. Lucius, who had taken off his protective suit, fell silent, and after more than ten seconds, he looked up at the female assistant and said:

"What about the sample test? Are the antibodies that work against zombie viruses permanent? ”

"Unfortunately, it's not."

The female assistant took out another analysis report and handed it to the person in charge in front of her, saying:

"We monitored sample 49 for 90 minutes and found that the activity and concentration of the antibody were decreasing, and it gradually lost its activity over time.

At the current rate of attrition, it is valid for 55-65 days. ”

"Enough!"

A flash of relief flashed in Lucius' bloodshot eyes, and he concluded:

"In other words, although we don't know how the new compound works, we have confirmed that it works and we have a specific composition.

Can we continue to work on its principle while mass-producing it? ”

"Theoretically, Mr. Lucius."

The blonde assistant hesitated for a moment and whispered:

"But it hasn't been tested on humans after all, so..."

"Start now!"

Lucius clapped his hands and said:

"Before dawn comes, I have to present a full report to the Board and Mr. Bruce Wayne, we have 6 hours left.

Let the boys and girls work harder! ”

"Yes, you should do it, there is a whole world of survivors waiting for you to save it, great scientists."

At this time, Mason, who was quietly standing behind Mr. Lucius, was making a speech in his heart, while looking at the data of the experimental reports that were not clear.

After the female assistant turned to leave the office, the young man raised his hand and added a Batman tranquilizer to Mr. Lucius' coffee.

After a dozen seconds, Mr. Lucius, tired for several days, leaned back in his chair and fell asleep, while Mason reached out and removed the ID card he had hung on his chest.

The young man hummed a song in his heart and swaggered away.

Next, it's time to go sightseeing in Batman's equipment research and development library, after all, he only works and doesn't play, and the smart Mason has become stupid.

I just did something good.

There are already plenty of reasons to reward yourself.