(For the "Midsummer Presumptuous" brothers)

Bruce Wayne opened his eyes with difficulty.

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

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

When he woke up, he clenched his fists to attack, 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."

Selena's voice with joy and distress sounded in the ears of the old man, so that this man who never showed his heart easily calmed down quickly.

He breathed and felt the changes in his body.

The tyrannical pain that had been destroying every bone like a bone-scraping steel knife before was gone.

A gentler and more healing force roamed his already exhausted body, repairing not only the wounds that were difficult to heal, but also the old wounds that were soaked in warm water.

The pure blood of the unicorn brings more than simple healing, it also has the magical power to bring spring to dead wood.

Less than ten seconds after Bruce was awake, he felt himself feel more comfortable with each second, and the strange feeling made him can't help but relax.

Even the low mood became relaxed.

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

Then he leaned on the head of the bed with the support of Catwoman, and looked at the person next to him.

Afu, Dr. Leslie, and Lucius.

The feeling of being by his side when he needed it the most, even dispelled the loneliness and guilt that Bruce Wayne had been unable to let go of since he was eight years old.

But soon, that gloomy aura returned to him.

It's like a black cloak covering this man's heart, covering all the changes and bursts of feelings.

"Thank you."

The old man whispered:

"You saved me."

"You should thank Mason, Bruce."

Dr. Leslie rubbed his forehead and said:

"He and Selena brought you the legendary medicine to dispel the horrible toxins from your body, and I still don't believe there is such a thing as a unicorn in this world until I see you awake with my own eyes.

But the potion miraculously pulled you back from the brink of death in a matter of hours, and I must admit that I may have been a little too superstitious about science in my previous life."

"Me too."

Mr. Lucius smiled wryly and straightened the collar of his shirt, and said:

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

"Together?"

Dr. Leslie glanced at Lucius as he extended the invitation, and Mr. Engineer shrugged his shoulders and said:

"Why not?"

Then, the two guys, who were more than a hundred years old combined, turned around and left with a smile and a smile.

Their relationship with Bruce is not quite the same as that of Alfred and Selena and Bruce, who are not keen on being involved in Batman's career.

They try to protect Bruce Wayne for a variety of reasons, but they don't have much interest in the character of Batman.

Now that Bruce is out of danger, the two of them, who have been nervous for more than a day, should indeed relax, and seeing them leave, Selena pursed her lips and whispered:

"Maybe I should call Director Gordon, there's a rich man approaching his girlfriend, that's too bad."

"Young Master, you really frightened my old heart."

Alfred also stood beside the old man's bed, and 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 recover from your nightmare makes me feel like the huge reward we paid this time was not in vain."

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

The playboy leaning on the head of the bed put Selena's hand on his heart, he looked at his most trusted old butler, and said with a strange expression:

"So what did that magical young man Mason give me a drink? How much did you spend to get him to save me?"

"Well, let Lady Selena tell you about that."

The old butler smiled and said:

"I'm tired too, I should take some time to rest, maybe the city is going to be in chaos soon, I need a glass of wine and a good night's sleep.

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

I'm right next door."

After saying that, Alfred also turned away, leaving precious time for this pair of infatuated men and women who have been entangled for more than ten years.

"So, this should be a great story?"

The old man turned his head to look at Selena, and Catwoman snorted and withdrew her hand and said:

"It's wonderful, but I don't want to tell you that I haven't bothered you about your other lover, and you actually asked her to give it to you... Hmm."

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

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

It's good to have those things and those pressures on your own.

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While the old man who had crawled back from hell was enjoying the warmth of the jade, Mason frowned in his cabin and looked at the few pieces of magical metal that had been smelted with magic fire.

He was trying the [Alchemy Transformation] recipe that he had just unlocked.

Alchemy is not just about making potions from poisonous mushrooms and old heels, ancient alchemists pursued changes in material properties.

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

When Alchemy reaches Lv4, Mason finally enters this realm.

He scratched his head as he looked at the primary transformation recipe written in front of him on the research codex, which showed that he could use alchemy stones as a medium to transform a magical material into a completely different property.

For example, you can convert a piece of Mountain Blood Ore into Ice Ore, and you can also extract something called "Alchemy Element" from various materials to craft more advanced alchemy materials.

What kind of Origin Fire, Origin Shadow and the like, after refining high-grade potions, these things can't be missing.

It sounds simple, but it's too hard to do.

It had taken Mason a full five hours and wasted two alchemy stones to complete the first transformation of the nature of the object with great difficulty, and he took the metal block in his hand that exuded a faint cold air, and suddenly felt the cold seeping through it.

"I feel like every day of my life is about tearing apart the worldview and scientific common sense in my mind, and then rubbing it under my feet."

The young man complained while picking up the materials in front of him:

"What the hell is it about approaching science and living a happy life?"

He complained.

He took out the Devil's Chest from the suitcase he had at hand, took on the thick leather gloves he had made when he was a tailor, took out several Devil's Gold Coins and placed them on the table, and put Will Turner's forged codex in front of him.

Considering that Batman has been attacked, it is estimated that Gotham is now calm and turbulent.

It's likely that in a day or two the whole city will be in the middle of a wave of terror, so Mason desperately feels that his K-Team needs to be re-equipped.

And these ample amounts of Cursed Gold are a good way to do it.

Mason read Will Turner's special reminder and sprinkled some special powder on his left hand as described in the Codex, then ignited a magic fire to make the flames dance in his fingertips

Place a Devil's Gold Coin in the palm of your hand.

It was supported by the magic of fire to keep it from touching the skin, and it melted in the flames, and finally took out a more complex bullet mold and poured it all at once.

Mason smelted four cursed coins to make 24 bullets, then picked up the standard cartridge casings and filled gunpowder he had made from an industrial printer and began to assemble them.

In the midst of the "torture", 24 single-headed bullets for shotguns and double-barreled hand cannons were quickly produced.

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

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

Engineering Bullet: Advanced Curse

Quality: Excellent engineering and craftsmanship

Effect: Inflict [Weakening Torment] on any target that is hit but not dead, weakening their physical fitness and suffering increasing mental stress until they go insane.

The curse lasts until the target dies or the blood-stained Cursed Metal is returned to the Devil's Chest.

When targeting a white male, the curse takes effect faster and is stronger.

The curse can be purified, but the same curse is applied to the caster when purified.

Maker: Mason Cooper

Item description: Even more dangerous than bullets are bullets with magic.

"Cool!"

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

"Complete the production of excellent quality and excellent process engineering items, and improve the engineering skill proficiency X4X5=X20."

A full 24 identical hints make Mason feel pleasing to the eye.

He also had 500 Devil Gold Coins on hand, each of which could make six Cursed Bullets, and if he did all of this, his engineering would be more than enough to rush to Lv4.

But this is not possible.

Each of these coins has its own uses, and only some of them can be used as reusable bullets for themselves and Charles, and the rest are used as raw materials for enchantments and inscriptions.

He's going to complete the curse enchantment of the Sujay Eagle in Selena's hand before danger strikes, and upgrade Catwoman's whip with the centauric mane and unicorn mane found in the Forbidden Forest.

If you can, practice the tailoring skills that are still miserable to you.

But the good news is that I have a lot of magic leathers in my hands, and after tanning them with alchemy and enchantment, it shouldn't be a problem for the tailor to reach Lv1.

Very good! Great!

All the branching skills seem to be on the right track for healthy development and progress, except for jewelry processing... Mason really isn't in the mood to do this right now.

Not only professional tools are required, but also a variety of rare gemstones.

Catwoman should have a lot of jewelry over there, but she certainly wouldn't give her collection to Mason so casually, so let's wait a bit.

He continued to smelt the Devil's Gold Coin to make a very "tortured" curse bomb, and so he amused himself until ten o'clock in the evening, when Mason stretched and got up and pulled the roller shutter door of Cooper's shop up.

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

I hope that tonight, a big man like Damien Wayne's child can enter his shop and bring more material exchange to himself.

It's really too expensive for the manufacturing branch to rush skills, and it's simply impossible to make ends meet if you don't want to make some money.

Speaking of which, Mason is really outrageous. c

From the time he opened the door to the present, he has opened the door twice in almost seven days, and this kind of business attitude of fishing for three days and drying nets for thirty days is simply unreasonable.

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

"Mason? Mason Cooper?"

She looked

He looked like he had drunk a lot of wine, his cheeks flushed and he lay on Mason's counter, pushing the gold-rimmed glasses on his face in an effort to reveal an intellectual smile.

She said:

"Are you Mason?"

"You're coming to me?"

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

He didn't know each other, but this lady looked quite beautiful, her height of 1.75 meters and the foil of high heels made her look quite tall, wearing a black and white professional dress but no makeup.

She is also young and beautiful without powder, and her blonde hair is coiled up into a capable appearance.

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

But that's what makes Mason wonder the most.

A decent guy in Gotham is a girl, why do you come to this ghost place in Crime Alley at night? Has the reputation of your own small shop spread?

No way?

"Well, I was introduced by Director Gordon."

The drunk girl was a little dizzy, but explained anyway:

"I've worked with Mr. Gordon before, and he has a magical potion that can quickly restore your mind when you drink it, so I asked him about it.

But the other day, your shop didn't open."

"Falk Gordon!"

Mason pursed his lips and inwardly greeted his titular guardian. That zealous and righteous old man is really going to make trouble for himself.

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

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

"You're talking about vitality potions, well, I've got some stock."

Mason looked at the expectant young girl in front of him with a little headache.

Beautiful things are always treated more leniently, especially now that the girl is drunk and stares at him like a cat with big eyes, so that the young man cannot say no.

He hesitated for a moment and said:

"We don't theoretically accept cash, but you're Gordon's friend and Gordon is my friend, so I'll give you an extra favor, ma'am.

Come, I'll bring you something."

He stood up and walked to the counter to take down a few blue vitality potions, and asked casually as he put them in a paper bag:

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

"Oh, it's a colleague."

The complimented girl chuckled, and as she looked at Mason's shop, she introduced herself:

"I'm a criminal psychologist and psychiatrist, and I'm a criminal counsellor with the Gotham Police Department, a profession that is difficult to find elsewhere but is like a fish in water in Gotham.

I heard him tell him your story when I went with him to the Black Gate Prison to do a psychiatric evaluation of the penguin."

She rubbed her aching forehead and said:

"I've been under a lot of pressure at work, and I've tried yoga and meditation but to no avail, until Director Gordon's magic potion gave me a good night's sleep.

Are you really an alchemist?

Mason, do you know magic?"

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

The young man shrugged his shoulders and handed the potion from the paper bag to the guest, who stayed on her chest for a few seconds.

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

He can resist the teasing of Catwoman's big sister, and what really attracts Mason is the identity plate on the girl's chest.

"Hallie Quezel?"

The familiar name made Mason's eyes narrow.

After a few seconds, he smiled mildly and said to the female doctor who was pulling out his wallet in front of him:

"No need, these pills should be a thank you for helping Gordon

Thanks for the work, but your dark circles look so bad, maybe you need another way to relax.

If you have time, wait a minute, 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 also be useful for some of the difficult patients that you meet in your work."

Mason smiled a gentle, expectant smile as he began to thank Gordon for his "little help" in getting the girl in front of him to his shop.

Then, he made up in his heart what he didn't say:

"For example, the famous Zhou Keer..."