In the basement of Cooper's shop, Harley Quinn, who had drunk too much tranquilizer, was still asleep.

This girl sleeps very poorly, and seems to have a sweet dream in her sleep, and she is biting her fingers and saying something indistinctly, like a big baby who has calmed down.

Well, it's like a creature like a bear child that has gone to the extreme.

Beside her, Mason, sitting in a chair, was staring at the unkind bear child Damian in front of him, waiting for the latter to take the initiative to start the conversation between the young people.

But before we actually start talking, Mason has something to be curious about.

He stared at the bat cub with an unconvinced face and said:

"How did you sneak out? Bruce's character should have put special security in place for you to make sure you wouldn't go around killing people, and I informed him of the sleeping pills you put in Ah Fu's coffee.

It stands to reason that Lao Ah Fu, a former ace agent, should not give you another chance to escape."

"Hey, who told you I just drugged Ah Fu's coffee?"

Damian rubbed the wound on the back of his head, bared his teeth, and stretched out his hand to Mason again, saying:

"Give me a little bit of your magic potion, it was your female neurotic pet who hit me, and you have to compensate me!"

"You're touching porcelain, aren't you?"

Mason asked in an unkind tone.

But seeing Damian's head covered in blood, he couldn't bear it, so he threw a bottle of blood tonic to him, and the latter cautiously sniffed under his nostrils, and then drank it all.

Then he played with the medicine bottle, his eyes fell on the pistol on Mason's waist, and then he looked at the furnishings around him, and said as he looked:

"That obnoxious man did put a damn contraption around his manor, but for a Master Assassin with years of training, going through it was only basics..."

"You slipped out of the manor sewers?"

Mason moved his nostrils and said:

"There's a little bit of a clean sewer on your clothes, you dirty bear child."

"Shut up!"

Damian waved his fist in annoyance, stopped talking to Mason, crossed his arms and made an indifferent little adult, and said:

"You're from the Stars?"

"Yes, C-Class personnel of the Stars Society, Captain of Team K."

Mason did not deny it, and generously admitted his identity, and finally said to Damian:

"Don't threaten me by telling Batman about this, I'm pretty sure your dad noticed it before you did. What exactly are you trying to say?

Don't beat around the bush, Damian, I'm still busy tonight and don't have that much time for you."

"I want to join you!"

Rice snorted and emphasized:

"I've already joined you! It's the team of the hypocritical and tiresome Mr. Sandstorm, and I've been fully prepared for a war to another world, but it's all broken by accident.

But it's the same with joining your squad.

As a newcomer, I feel like my addition will give your squad a substantial boost! You need a strong and powerful figure to lead you, and I have been training for years for this."

"Oh, that's it, wait a minute." ….

Mason nodded, pulled out his flip phone and dialed a number to his ear.

After a moment he said to the other side:

"Mr. Lucius? I'm Mason, Bruce's son with me... No, no, no, I'm not asking you for ransom! It doesn't mean that at all.

I mean, Ah Fu was put down by him, so I wanted you to come and take him back to the manor... Yes, it's in Crime Alley, my little shop.

If you want to send some powerful people, this little madman can't handle it."

After saying that, under Damian's stunned gaze, Mason hung up the phone and said to him:

"That's how I answer you, Damien.

Now go back to Wayne Manor, honestly put on your lovely star pajamas and go to bed, and it's better to forget about tonight, and give up the 'good idea' of wanting to join the stars and live a happy life of licking blood.

An 11-year-old still wants to enjoy the life you just started.

We're not for you.

I also promised your mother to take care of you, and although Lady Talia and I are not friends, I promised others that I would do it.

Besides, if you show up in my squad, Selena will kill me, and I can't afford to mess with her now.

You can't afford to mess with it.

So, be obedient and obediently go back to be a rich third generation with a boring life?

Don't mess with me and the world."

"You don't trust my power?"

Damian gritted his teeth and shouted:

"What happened tonight was just an accident, I just wasn't prepared, you fought me and you know how good I am! Mason, shouldn't you, as the captain, think more about the future of your squad?

I'm more cold-blooded and powerful than Linna!

I've been trained for years to ensure that I can do everything you tell me perfectly! I'll be the best player, and I won't hesitate to shoot at whoever you ask me to shoot!

You have no reason to reject me."

"Why would I want you to shoot someone for no reason? Am I like a madman in your eyes?"

Mason snapped his fingers and said:

"Your madman grandfather and madman mom turned you into a killing machine, but I think you can still be saved. Also, if my squad needs an 11-year-old kid to shoot someone to survive, we might as well wipe our necks on the spot.

I don't lack you a thug.

But the Wayne family lacks a qualified heir, your dad lacks a loved one who can make up for all his losses, and Selena lacks a son who can make her feel happy in life.

No one asks you to prove who you're better than, Damian.

And it's not a question of strength or weakness at all, you have to take the initiative to jump into it knowing that there is a dung pit in front of you, which can only show that there are some flaws in your IQ!"

"If you don't take me, I'll go find someone else."

Damien was a little disappointed, but he still stiffened his neck and said:

"I've been in contact with Sandstorm, and I know they still have collaborators in this world, and they've been in contact with other people besides the Assassin League.

I'll go to those people!

If we can't be teammates, maybe we can become competitors, so maybe that's okay, I'll prove my quality." ….

"How dare you!"

Mason, who was still reasonable, suddenly narrowed his eyes and said coldly:

"It seems that Bruce is still too kind and indulgent to you, and has made you lawless and arrogant! A fate that we all avoid, but you have to take the initiative to find and take the initiative to bear.

This is really the fearlessness of the ignorant.

I've got to teach you a lesson, to let you know that the sky is high, and I ask you, have you always been proud of your strength? Do you think it's your dream to be the best samurai in the world?"

"Is there anything wrong with that?"

Damian sensed threatened.

He took a few steps back, clenched his fists, and said to Mason:

"Shouldn't a real man pursue these things? Only a coward is afraid of a challenge!"

"Only fools ask for trouble!"

The penguin umbrella in Mason's hand clicked, and the intracranial jammer contained in it took effect, and a vertiginous electromagnetic wave was applied to Damian, causing the young man to stumble all at once.

But he was prepared, and the moment he was attacked, he threw punches at Mason, fast and fast, and it was almost impossible to dodge from this distance.

Mason, who just turned on Combat Support, caught Damian's attack path before he threw his punch.

While dodging, he took out a bottle of potion from his bosom and waved the penguin umbrella to throw a ball of lightning, causing Damian to fall into *** and instantly pour the potion into his mouth.

"Ahem"

Damian punched Mason back, and then stuck his throat and let the potion in his mouth come out.

But it was completely useless.

All of Mason's potions were specially treated, omitting the swallowing step, and those potions seeped under the skin as soon as they entered Damian's mouth.

The bear child screamed and hugged his head, not feeling pain, but he could clearly feel that something was changing in his brain.

Something that is deeply remembered is being forgotten.

It was like a layer of gauze covering his otherwise clear mind, and what was even more frightening was that he couldn't even be sure of what he had forgotten.

"What did you give me a drink?"

Rice screamed.

Mason put the bottle in his hand on the corner of the table, straightened his collar, and said:

"Forgetting potions, high-grade potions, can make the wearer forget the most important things. The more you cling to something, the faster you'll forget about it after drinking it.

You are proud of your strength and want to be the strongest.

Well, in a minute you'll be back to being a well-behaved kid and forget all those damn killing tricks. Don't worry, Damian, this potion is only temporary.

You'll remember that in fifteen days.

But I think fifteen days of normal life may give you some insight.

You'd better be nice."

Mason heard the sound of the car stopping outside the door, he picked up the rice that was screaming with his head in his arms, walked to the door, and said:

"If you don't behave, I'll add this potion to your daily medication sequence, and I'm sure Ah Fu and your father will support my righteous actions.

Also, listen to me!

If I let me know about your contact with those Star Society, I will give you a lesson that I will remember for a lifetime! I'm going to turn you back into a 1-year-old and let you experience what it's like to grow up again. ….

If you think I can't do it, then go ahead and provoke me."

"I'm not going to give up, Mason!"

Damian was still struggling, but his tone was noticeably softer than the cold and cruel he had before, like a grumpy 11-year-old.

He shouted:

"You wait for me!"

"You're welcome to try again, young master, I still have a lot of magic potions for you here."

Mason opened the door of the car in which Lucius and the blonde, long-legged female assistant and bodyguard had come by herself, threw Damian inside, waved him goodbye, and said:

"Good night and good dreams, a word of advice for you, don't hang out with the local gotham villains, they're all terrible."

Seeing the screaming Damian being taken away, Mason let out a sigh of relief, looked back at his almost blown up shop, and felt the destructive power of the bear child.

My little shop is going to be closed for a few days.

But that's fine, I really don't have time to run this small shop recently.

He walked back to the messy shop, and instead of going back to the basement, he cleared a piece of ground through the rubble and opened his suitcase to enter, and then released the Anti-Superman armor in the newly-built, slightly rudimentary suitcase factory.

Previously, at Osborne, Mason had tested the combat effectiveness of this set of warframes repaired by Dr. Otto, and he was very satisfied with it, but there was still room for improvement in this set of warframes.

Mason placed his hand on the Warframe and let it pop up the information tab:

The prototype of the Anti-Superman Warframe

Quality: Epic engineering, high-precision items, and craftsmanship

Traits: Super Protection, Mechanical Strength, Anti-Superman Module, Intelligent AI, Weapon System Missing

Maker: Bruce Wayne

Item description

: I don't know my mom who you've changed it to, so change your name so that Batman doesn't ask you for royalties.

"I'll have to give it a stronger layer of outer armor, and maybe the shape can be modified again, and finally the weapon, the Freeze Gun will definitely have to be fitted.

Another hidden mantis knife, plasma shoulder cannon and drone floating cannon also had to be replaced.

It's a big project.

Luckily, Judy was able to provide the weapon blueprints, and Dr. Otto had already helped finalize the renovation plan.

When I'm done with your little cutie, I can go on to debug even cooler Fenrir armors."

Mason put on his engineering goggles, pulled out his Engineer's toolbox, and opened the blueprint given to him by Doctor Octopus while disassembling the tritium engine on the chest of the Superman armor.

This little sun-like device comes from a failed design by Dr. Otto many years ago, and its principle is the same as that of Iron Man's Ark reactor, which is to create clean energy that can be used for a long time.

However, the two approaches are markedly different, and it is somewhat difficult to understand the design of these high-energy physics fields with Mason's current engineering knowledge.

There's no need to fix this thing anymore.

Doctor Octopus's modification proposal also clearly states that Mason needs to modify the parameters and structure of the Anti-Superman Warframe, and it is better to use Stark's Ark Reactor to provide energy for the Warframe. ….

The transformation was not complicated and could have been done with Mason's engineering skills.

But Mason now needs to find enough palladium. This radioactive element is not easy to find in this world, but Mason's advantage is that he can find enough materials in Hogwarts, which is full of zombies.

"Get the outer armor done tonight!"

Mason walked to the edge of the workshop and dragged out the box of materials that the two Elric brothers had given him as payment.

He's going to use the Refining Array to reshape the exterior armor of his armor, and by the way, he's going to complete the order he's just gotten from the Craftsman Alliance, and in fact, Mason would prefer to get enough vibranium if he can.

The good news is that the two brothers should still have a lot of vibranium in stock.

The bad news is that the price of this thing is so high that Mason, who is shy, has to earn a "meagre" salary by working for the two brothers.

As he smelted metal with demonic fire, Mason saw the box of liquid black gravity at his feet, and he rolled his eyes to the strange technology blueprint he had unlocked when he had been promoted to engineering.

That thing, called the "Gravity Well", seems to be on the production schedule as well.

"A set of armor that can't fly always feels like something is missing."

Mason rubbed his chin and thought:

"Putting a gravity well in a Warframe can make it escape gravity for a short time, well, maybe we can take it a step further and design it as some kind of weapon.

A gravity bomb that can trigger gravitational waves? Or a small gravitational failure bullet?

It feels like it's all funny.

Speaking of which, maybe it's time to try your hand at jewelry, and it's fun to make a couple of gravity rings like Magneto or Vanis.

I'm done working on the armor tonight, so I'll try it out tomorrow."

While Mason was busy upgrading his Warframe system, something was happening in Mr. Hunter's office in the Star Fortress that was closely related to him and Team K.

The cause of the incident was a sudden news.

"Have you found out?"

Mr. Hunter, dressed as a man, sat in her chair, her hands crossed and her chin in the signature gesture of a certain commander, and she stared at Miss Anna, the captain of the Exx team, who had arrived in front of her.

Said in a serious tone:

"Surely Team K is in charge of the world?"

"Well, I asked a few of my friends who were sent on reconnaissance missions."

Anna nodded and said:

"It has been determined that there is indeed a faint divine reaction there, and it has been detected by the Legion of Cleaners

。 They're likely to start moving before the impact happens."

"It's really a nuisance."

Mr. Hunter said with a headache:

"I wouldn't dare send Mason and his madmen to do this again, God knows what they're going to do there. Can you move? Anna."

"Yes, yes, but that world is exclusive to Team K, and Mason's World Gate will definitely react if we go there."

Miss Anna said with some confusion:

"There's no way around him, and the impact is near, and we have our patrol and security missions, so maybe this is an opportunity, my lord.

It's time for Mason to see it all for himself.

He dared to fight the Legion of Cleaners, proving that he really didn't care about those threats, and wasn't he always curious about the truth of the impact?

Let's just see what choices he makes when he faces the pressure."

"It's okay, it's not a big problem to solve a weak god with the combat power of Team K, if they do it before and after the impact, maybe they can destroy another legion of cleaners.

It's a good thing."

Without much hesitation, Mr. Hunter nodded in agreement, and after a few seconds, she said:

"There is still about half a month to go, and the mandatory tasks of Team K should also be put on the agenda, so they must be prepared in advance.

Facing the impact head-on, it is not a small fight in the past.

I had to find them a stressful place not to end their 'newbie protection', well, I had a great world in mind.

It must be a good place for them."

Handsome dog Frank