Wayne Group is definitely the giant enterprise of Gotham City, and the citizens of this city and even the surrounding small towns cannot avoid dealing with Wayne Group from birth to death.

Its existence has even exceeded the concept of regional tycoons and penetrated into all aspects of Gotham City.

Although it started with heavy industry and shipping, in the generation of Bruce Wayne's father Thomas Wayne, the enterprise had already completed the large-scale expansion of industries. Under Bruce's leadership, there are more than a dozen medical laboratories around the world, and it has also invested in cutting-edge technology organizations like Star Labs.

However, Mason confirmed from Gordon that the development of the zombie vaccine that Batman is pushing is located in the headquarters of Wayne Group, the well-known Wayne Tower in the entire city.

This gave Mason the convenience of infiltrating it.

In the evening, the young man cooked himself a meal in the cabin and brushed up his cooking skills. After eating and drinking enough, he set the "patrol route" of the Batphone for today. He put the phone on a drone and let it circle the block according to his habits in the evening, and then returned to the cabin.

To avoid Batman coming to his cabin to check on him, Mason decided to "do a big job" in the city before setting off for infiltration.

Tonight, the zombie activity site he chose was on Narrows Island.

It is located in a super-large slum that is almost completely separated from the main urban area of Gotham and has a complex situation.

According to the map of Kite Man, the underground sewer system in the complex terrain area has been completely transformed. Based on his career in the Joker Gang, he knows that there are at least four different power centers hiding there, and it is also a place where most fugitives choose to hide.

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

What's even more wonderful is that this black industry chain that shelters criminals is still controlled by the largest mafia family in Gotham, the Falcone family.

Isn't that a coincidence?

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Mason took the circular light rail funded by Thomas Wayne to Narrows Island Station. He quickly entered this chaotic place in the bathroom after changing into his invisibility suit.

But he did not enter the modified sewer, but released Miss McGee from one of the exits.

"I know you can understand me."

Mason, wearing a poorly made thick leather glove, carefully took the lazy zombie tiger cat out of the cage.

Looking at the little cat with black claws popping out of his hand, Mason stroked the cat cautiously and said to it:

"Don't leave the sewer! Don't hurt people on the ground! Otherwise, I will throw you into the suitcase and let Tooth come out and work. Don't pretend that you don't understand because you are just a little cat!

I know you are smart enough to completely understand what I mean."

"Meow~"

A touch of impatience appeared in Miss McGee's crimson eyes, which proved that it did indeed regain its intelligence under the effect of the Resurrection Stone fragment, but it cannot be determined how far it has recovered.

After all, the zombie virus has completely changed its brain structure, and coupled with the unique magical inheritance of Animagus, perhaps one day it can really turn back into the human form of Professor McGee.

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

"You have gained weight again, and it seems to have grown a circle."Mason held the tiger-striped cat in his hands and placed it at the entrance of the sewer. He tied a small pocket watch around its neck and patted its head, saying:

"Don't eat anything dirty. Doesn't beef taste better than criminal meat? Go now, I'll be waiting here. Come back when this watch starts beeping!

Be a good kitty.

I won't keep you in a cage anymore. Deal?"

"Meow!"

The withered and gloomy meowing of the cat seemed to represent its response.

It first stretched its body, which was two sizes larger than an ordinary cat and resembled a leopard, and then disappeared into the darkness of the sewer with elegant steps.

Mason held a taser gun with a fishing net and was ready to enter the sewer to retrieve the cat if it misbehaved.

But ten minutes later, Miss McGee's figure appeared at the entrance of the sewer as scheduled, and the bloodstains on her mouth and the bloody paw prints represented a successful "midnight hunting" tonight.

Mason took off the countdown watch on the cat's neck, and very satisfied, he reached out and touched the increasingly furry head of the cat.

He put its favorite school cap in a birdcage and made a nest for it, then recovered the cat that had become lazy after satisfying its hunger and held it in his arms.

He stood up and walked into a dirty and almost abandoned telephone booth on the street, dialed the Gotham City Police Department's emergency number, and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Oh my God! There's a terrible monster running around in the sewer! It's on Naihe Island, and they're eating people! It's so scary! Quickly, please call Batman to save us!"

"Click."

Before the police officer on the other end could ask for more details, the phone was hung up.

Mason walked out of the telephone booth and returned to the light rail station. With the complicated path of the renovated sewer system on Naihe Island, Batman would be busy tonight.

He wouldn't have time to do anything else.

And the end of the city's light rail, built when Thomas Wayne was alive, was at the Wayne Group building. This meant that Mason didn't even need to change transportation.

He patiently waited for the security guards to change shifts before putting on his invisibility cloak and following the patrolling security guard into the building. He easily blended into the building like an invisible man and walked down the stairs to the medical laboratory located underground.

The large laboratory, which occupied an entire underground floor, was very busy.

At least two hundred people were working here, and Mason could see several tightly sealed experimental spaces conducting biological experiments.

They used animals such as cats, dogs, and sheep to inject them with zombie viruses and targeted drugs to test their effectiveness, and each laboratory was equipped with automatic shooting devices.

Mason saw a dog that had turned into a zombie being precisely shot in the head, then burned by four high-temperature flame nozzles, and finally cleaned up by a special cleaning device that left no traces.

"Drug test No. 47 failed!"

A black man in protective clothing shook his head, and while Mason silently watched, he said to his assistant:

"Start drug test No. 48 in three minutes. How many targeted drugs have been recorded as effective?"

"Only one, Mr. Lucius."

The beautiful and long-legged assistant with fair skin looked at the experimental records and answered succinctly."The compound labeled as 24, developed by the Star Laboratory, can keep the test samples conscious for 8-10 minutes under the attack of the zombie virus, but the subsequent research has never made a breakthrough.

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

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

"Forgive me for being blunt, Mr. Fox. It's impossible for us to complete the deconstruction of the unknown virus and the targeted drug production within less than half a month. It's a rude request that violates scientific principles."

"I know, but we must complete it!"

Mr. Fox hasn't rested well for several days. The "tech officer" that Batman trusts the most rubbed his bloodshot eyes and said:

"Your authority allows you to know the truth about the Blackgate Prison incident. Think about it. If those living corpses spread in Gotham City, even the whole country and the world, it will cause a huge impact and shock.

We must complete it before the real disaster breaks out!

Continue the experiment!"

The female assistant didn't say anything.

She nodded, and soon several experimental personnel brought in Compound 48, and a bleating goat was also sent into the laboratory.

As for Mason, he has already arrived at the R&D room labeled as 24. Three researchers are busy in front of the computer, and the labeled 24 drug is stored in a small refrigerated test box.

The young man took out three small syringes from his pocket.

The liquid inside is the "Batman sedative" he analyzed the formula through alchemy and made it in Dr. Leslie's clinic.

He knows how strong this thing is because he was injected with it once.

It's like a dragonfly touching the water.

Mason injected three times on the necks of the three busy researchers. In less than two seconds, the three researchers who were already tired fell asleep and entered a wonderful sleep like a baby.

The young man took Compound 24 out of the refrigerated box and examined it in his hand.

Unfinished zombie virus preventive serum

Effect: Produced by Star Laboratory's advanced biotechnology, it makes the injector immune to the zombie virus's modification of living organisms in a short time.

Maker: Barry Allen, Star Laboratory Biotechnology Department, Wayne Industrial Biomedical Laboratory

Item Description: Mr. Barry Allen is only one step away from cracking the secret of the original version of the zombie virus. Maybe he needs a little help from supernatural powers?

"Barry?"

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

There really is a Flash in this world! But he seems to be very low-key. At least Mason hasn't seen any news about the Flash in the recent newspaper.

"Help from supernatural powers?"

After tasting the hint hidden in the item description of this serum, he hesitated for a moment, and then took out a Philosopher's Stone that he had just made at noon today.

"The fusion of alchemy and modern biotechnology will not cause serum pollution, right?"With this idea in mind, Mason used tweezers to place the gray irregular alchemy stone into a test tube. Under his gaze, the orange-yellow serum began to bubble like extracted alchemy potion. Its effective ingredients were being quickly extracted from the alchemy stone. After an agonizing ten minutes, Mason's serum had only two-thirds of its original volume left, and its information label finally changed: Extracted Zombie Virus Prevention Serum.

Effect: Through the joint action of advanced biotechnology and ancient alchemy, this serum has undergone a wonderful transformation without adding any materials. Its protective effect against zombie virus infection has been greatly extended.

Creator: Barry Allen, Mason Cooper.

Item description: This is still not a perfect zombie cure! But don't be discouraged, it's already impressive for a novice alchemist to achieve this level. Come and reward yourself.

"This little thing can also be effective on the products of biotechnology. It's really worthy of being the core creation of alchemy."

Mason took the gray alchemy stone out of the test tube and entered the space where the biological experiment was being conducted with this reagent. Compound 48 was proven to fail, causing Mr. Lucas to be greatly frustrated. He and his assistant were resting outside the laboratory and discussing follow-up plans, while a gray dog was already restrained on the experimental table, waiting for its fate.

Mason, wearing an invisibility cloak, glanced outside, poured the reagent in his hand into a precision syringe, and then pressed the test switch.

"Why was it activated?"

This unexpected movement immediately alarmed Lucas and a group of scientists. They rushed into the laboratory to terminate the unauthorized experimental process, but the serum and virus had already been injected into the puppy's body. Mason stood beside these people, and even though he was invisible, he was also paying attention to the changes in front of him.

One minute, three minutes, fifteen minutes later, the small dog fixed on the experimental table emitted a faint whimper, not because of zombie infection, but because it might be hungry.

"The experimental data has broken the original record! Mr. Lucas, there is no trace of infection in the sample, and it is expelling the invading virus through its body fluids!

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

It's very stable.

At least for now, it's very stable."

The female assistant looked at the various complex data on the medical instrument in shock. She couldn't help but push her frameless glasses and shout to a group of scientists who were also staring at each other:

"Everyone...we...we may have succeeded?"

But no one cheered, and everyone looked at each other with wide eyes. They completely didn't understand why there was suddenly a breakthrough.

Mr. Lucas carefully took out the remaining injection serum from the syringe, which was marked as number 24, and looked at it thoughtfully. He immediately asked the scientists to start analyzing the components of this serum and also sent someone to wake up the three researchers who were sleeping soundly in the laboratory.

An hour later, the analysis results came out.

"The composition of drug number 24 has not changed, Mr. Lucas."

The female assistant reported to her superior with an incredulous tone."But its internal composition has undergone a significant change. While the content of some components has been reduced, the proportion of other components has increased. Although it is made from the same raw materials, the 24th drug has become a completely different thing.

The three researchers couldn't give any reason.

They didn't touch the compound, and the surveillance proved it. However, there was a ten-minute period when the surveillance camera was temporarily offline.

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

Mr. Lucius, who had taken off his protective suit, fell silent. After a dozen seconds, he looked up at his female assistant and asked, "What about the sample test? Is that effective antibody against the zombie virus permanent?"

"Unfortunately, it is not."

The female assistant handed another analysis report to the person in charge and said, "We monitored the 49th sample for 90 minutes and found that the activity and concentration of the antibodies were decreasing, and they would gradually lose their activity over time.

Based on the current rate of loss, its effective period is between 55 and 65 days."

"That's enough!"

A trace of relief flashed through Lucius's bloodshot eyes, and he concluded, "That is to say, although we don't know the principle of the new compound's effectiveness, we have confirmed that it is effective and have obtained the specific ingredient ratio.

Can we continue to study its principles while mass-producing it?"

"In theory, we can, Mr. Lucius."

The blonde assistant hesitated for a moment and whispered, "But after all, it hasn't undergone human trials, so..."

"Start now!"

Lucius decided, "Before dawn, I must submit a complete report to the board of directors and Mr. Bruce Wayne. We still have six hours.

Let the boys and girls put in some extra effort!"

"Yes, you should indeed put in some extra effort, as the survivors of an entire world are waiting for you to save them, great scientists."

At this moment, Mason, who was standing quietly behind Mr. Lucius, was expressing his feelings in his heart while looking at the data of those impressive experimental reports.

After the female assistant left the office, the young man raised his hand and added a dose of Batman's tranquilizer to Mr. Lucius's coffee.

A dozen seconds later, the exhausted Mr. Lucius fell asleep in his chair, and Mason reached out to take the ID card hanging on his chest.

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

Next, it was time to visit the equipment research and development warehouse of Master Batman. After all, all work and no play would make the smart Mason dull.

He had just done a good deed.

There was already enough reason to reward himself.