Opened a martial arts school, and his eldest disciple Batman

Chapter 111 Lizard Hand

Du Mu closed the book casually.

Luo Zu did not dare to spread this sacrificial system on a large scale, fearing that it might be affected by side effects, so Du Mu naturally had to be cautious as well.

At present, it is just a preliminary concept. The entire spell system has not been established yet and it cannot be put into use for the time being, so there is no need to show it to Matt.

"What was that thing you used on Shura before? Why did they start to become dehydrated like crazy? It looks so dangerous. If you use it on a human, wouldn't it also drain the water out of a person?"

Matt asked as he put his shoes back on and laced them up.

The effect of that potion was so shocking that Matt could never forget it.

It was really unbelievable that Hulk, who had been fighting for a long time with almost no injuries, was defeated by just a bottle of potion.

Du Mu denied it, "No, that thing is at most as harmful to ordinary people as dishwashing liquid. It is not dangerous if you don't drink it directly."

"It's a specialized weapon for Shura's blood... I don't know if you've heard of a formula in oriental martial arts novels. No matter how strong a master is, even if he is immune to all poisons, he has no solution to aphrodisiacs."

"That thing is actually a great tonic for Shura's blood, but only a liquid like Shura's blood, which is close to being able to contain self-awareness and the incomparable desire and pursuit of self-increase, will be absorbed subconsciously."

Matt nodded. Although he didn't quite understand, at least he knew that this thing would not cause casualties due to improper use, which was enough.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the martial arts hall.

Matt's face changed and he was about to rush out, but Du Mu had already used his keen senses to know what had happened, and he followed him out leisurely.

As soon as Matt left the military academy and went to the backyard, he saw Dr. Connors looking at Shiro Senjougahara's arm with difficulty, saying, "No, it shouldn't be like this!"

Matt turned his head and saw the 'resurrected' Shiro Senjougahara, sitting on a chair in the backyard with an expressionless face.

His upper body was naked, and the skin around his heart was obviously more tender than the surrounding skin. That was the part that was repaired by Du Mu.

The most eye-catching thing was his left arm which had been broken by Zhan Kuang before.

At this time, his left arm also grew back... but it was covered with lizard-like keratinous skin, looking like a dinosaur's arm.

Tachibana Asama touched the samurai's arm with some concern and asked, "Do you feel anything strange?"

Shiro Senjougahara raised his left arm, clenched his fist, frowned and said, "The claws are too long, which is not conducive to my holding the knife."

Tachibana Asama smiled helplessly and said, "There is no more Shura blood in your body. There is no need to fight anymore, Shiro."

Shiro Senjougahara was silent for a moment, looked at his young master, then nodded and said, "As you command, young master."

Tachibana Asama held Senjougahara Shiro's arm tightly. As long as the problem with the arm was solved, they would be able to live a stable life in a foreign country as a group of people from a fallen country.

Without the blood of Shura, Shilang will not lose control, and they can find a place to settle down in peace.

It would be best to buy some land. He brought some treasures from the Tachibana family. I wonder if the money from selling them is enough to buy a few acres of land...

Matt was relieved to find that nothing unexpected happened, but he also showed a puzzled look when he looked at the warrior's arm.

"What's going on here?"

In fact, he was mainly puzzled about why Dr. Connors reacted so strongly. Although the arm did look a bit strange, it shouldn't be infected with some virus, right?

Banner walked over from the connected side yard, looked at the tablet in his hand, then looked at Senjougahara Shiro's arm, frowned and said, "As expected, there is no ideal panacea. Our repair potion still has great limitations."

Dr. Connors looked at Banner and asked anxiously, "What limitations?"

"Genetic compatibility." Banner raised the tablet in his hand, displaying a series of comparison pictures that people around him could not understand.

"Everyone's genes are not exactly the same, and this project has been based on your own DNA, Dr. Connors, from the very beginning, so its effect on you is the most complete, and it is what we want to achieve the most."

"Of course, since we are all human, at least the similarities are high enough, so it can still be effective for most people. However, our repair potion relies on extracting and simulating the DNA expression of lizards. It has a certain risk of completely merging with the user's DNA. This risk is also the reason for your initial failure."

Connors thought of the little white mouse that turned into a lizard monster and scratched his hair in annoyance: "But didn't we perfect it this month?"

"It's not accurate to say it's perfect. It just happens to match your DNA, and it can achieve the perfect effect we want."

Banner looked at the lizard arms of Shiro Senjougahara and shrugged, "But when faced with individuals with large differences, the DNA firewall we initially set up will have unpredictable loopholes. For now, I can't think of a perfect solution. After all, this thing is not a nanorobot, and it is impossible to perfectly program its behavior pattern."

Connors looked at his recovered hands and sighed, "So... I spent so much money and resources, but it only healed me? Then my arm is really too expensive..."

Banner shook his head: "No, there is no need to be so pessimistic. If nothing else, as long as we extract the DNA of each user and make individual adjustments, we can make an individual perfectly adapted to the repair potion every week."

"A week? That's too long. There's no way it can be popularized on a large scale. The company can't just rely on a disabled billionaire to make profits." Matt became a little worried when he heard this.

Banner, on the other hand, looked very relaxed. It was obvious that after he had resolved his recent emotional issues, he felt very relieved and didn't think such things were something he needed to worry about.

He opened the next interface and said, "Don't worry, this is what happens when you use it intensively. However, as long as you dilute the potency of the medicine and keep it at a lower activity and effect, it will no longer be able to heal even the stumps like before, but it can greatly enhance the user's self-healing ability in a short period of time."

Matt didn't know why Banner turned the page, because the next screen was still a bunch of messy formulas and incomprehensible diagrams.

However, after seeing this, Dr. Connors first showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, and then said in surprise: "Is this possible? Dr. Banner, you are really a genius! In this way, we can provide refined services for single disabled patients, and the stabilizing agent we launch can also become the strongest emergency medicine in the world!"

Banner smiled and said, "More importantly, this will reduce the cost. The original dosage for one person can be diluted directly to 800 vials. It can be promoted on a large scale to ensure that people in developing countries can enjoy the same level of treatment."

When Matt heard this, he suddenly heard the sound of gold coins falling.

He couldn't help but ask, "To what extent can the patient's self-healing ability be strengthened?"

Banner thought for a moment, then suddenly snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "As long as the patient's limb was cut off less than two hours ago, or it was carefully kept after being cut off, then after taking the medicine, just stick the remaining limb to the broken part, and it will be repaired in 2 minutes."

fuck!

Matt almost swore.

He is not a money-loving person, otherwise he would not be helping the poor in lawsuits in Hell's Kitchen.

But when Matt heard the effects described by Banner, he immediately realized how huge the market size of this thing would be.

It might even be...more profitable than the first edition of the repair potion.

Tachibana Asama was confused by what he heard, but most of the things had nothing to do with him. He only knew that they only needed a week to help Senjougahara Shiro recover his arm.

Although he didn't even know how long a week was.

But just as Tachibana Asama was about to speak, he hesitated.

Du Mu, who had just listened to their conversation without interrupting, saw Tachibana Asana's hesitation, guessed what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Little Asana, don't you think that the contribution you and your samurai made this time is not worth our spending a week to help him?"

Tachibana Asama immediately said in embarrassment: "But we didn't do anything. Most of the enemies were defeated by Master Haotian, and the tsunami was also stopped by the divine whale you summoned..."

The divine whale...

Du Mu's smile almost froze on his face.

You are very good at giving names, but you are not allowed to give names anymore in the future.

Fortunately, Shiro Senjougahara exposed the hidden dangers of the repair potion in advance. At least there was no public relations crisis on the Shunchao side, and Peter Pharmaceuticals did not need to pay a large sum of money.

After that, Banner and Connors began to extract the DNA of those disabled children, trying to make the repair potion work perfectly on them.

But the mass-produced version of the self-healing potion has become mature after being polished by Banner and Dr. Connors over this period of time.

Since the requirements for the effect are no longer so high, they even avoid the fusion of the two DNA traits from the root, and only let the self-healing agent form a short-term pseudo-lizard DNA expression in the body. Unless they are allergic to the ingredients in it, even if the user's DNA is far from Connors's DNA, only a little inconspicuous keratin will appear during the self-healing process, and it will not remain.

So, after Peter hurriedly set up a makeshift team for the company, this self-healing potion could finally be put on sale.

Du Mu did not attend their product launch conference, as it was both troublesome and boring.

He took the self-healing potion developed by Connors and Banner and came to the Batcave in Gotham.

But this time, when he came over, Du Mu was slightly stunned.

Bruce was seen in a rare suit and tie, bending down to straighten Dick Grayson's collar.

Although Dick's eyes were still a little dazed at this moment, he looked more like he had not woken up yet, not like an autistic child like before.

When he saw the person coming, Dick's eyes cleared up for a moment. After seeing that it was a familiar face, Dick returned to his sleepy look.

Bruce noticed the change in Dick and turned around to see Du Mu.

"Master, you've come just in time."

Bruce showed the social smile that he should have as the chairman of Wayne: "I am about to announce to the public that I have adopted Dick as my adopted son. Do you want to attend this dinner?"

Well, I avoided the product launch conference, but I couldn’t avoid the public dinner for the adopted son in Gotham.

Du Mu can't run away this time. After all, the product launch conference has nothing to do with Du Mu. Although he is equivalent to the boss hidden behind the scenes, Du Mu's name is not written on the relevant shares.

However, on Bruce's side, as Du Mu's eldest disciple, he adopted his son. Du Mu, as he was almost Bruce's elder, did have an obligation to participate.

"Okay, but do I need to change my clothes?"

Du Mu looked at Bruce and his son in their suits and ties, then looked at his own gown and asked.

After all, this was a fairly formal occasion for Dick and Bruce, and Du Mu didn't want to disrupt the order because of his casualness.

Bruce thought about it and shook his head: "No, this robe suits you very well."

After all, at the level of the Wayne Group Chairman, what he wore was just to give face to others. As long as the long gown was formal attire for the master, it was enough. There was no need to change his habits to cater to those who flattered him.

When Du Mu saw Bruce said yes, he didn't insist.

Then he followed Bruce and Dick out of the Batcave, came to the manor, and got into the car driven by Alfred.

Since Du Mu was Bruce's elder, and Bruce was worried about Dick sitting alone in the passenger seat, both Du Mu and Dick sat in the back seat.

However, this consideration was not expressed out loud, and Bruce took the initiative to sit in the passenger seat, and Du Mu naturally sat in the back seat.

At this time, Du Mu and Dick Grayson were sitting together in this luxury Lincoln sedan. This was the first time that Du Mu had close contact with this child in such a long time.

Seeing Dick looking out the window with blurry eyes, Du Mu asked, "Bruce, how is his recovery going recently?"

Bruce knew who Du Mu was talking about, so he said, "He has recovered quite well... Although most of his past memories are missing, at least his cognitive level has returned."

Du Mu looked at Dick, thought for a while, and took out the repair potion from his arms.

Of course, this is the complete one, not a weakened version.

Du Mu used his magic power to pass the potion to Bruce. Bruce was slightly stunned when he saw the potion slowly floating over from behind, then reached out to take it.

"This is a repair potion made from lizard DNA. It's so effective that it can allow a person who has been disabled for many years to grow limbs back directly."

When Bruce heard the effect, he was immediately surprised.

Du Mu noticed the change in Bruce's expression from behind and laughed secretly. Bruce now seemed to regard Batman's mask as himself and Bruce Wayne as his own mask.

Du Mu was very sure that if he gave Bruce the same potion when he put on the mask, the other party would not show any surprise and would just take it with a blank expression.

"But I'll explain in advance that because the user of the potion conducts research based on his or her own DNA, if the DNA difference with the other party is large, it needs to be adapted in advance. Of course, that requires extracting your DNA... I don't think you would be willing, so I'll just give you the semi-finished product."

Bruce nodded silently.

He really was not willing to hand over his DNA, it was too risky. Although theoretically, his master took it to another world, if it was infected with a genetic virus targeting him, there was a possibility that it would be brought over.

The reason why Du Mu gave the lizard repair potion to Bruce was naturally because he hoped to help him cure Dick.

Dick turned around at this time, looked at Bruce in the rearview mirror, then turned to Du Mu and said calmly: "Thank you, Father Du."

Du Mu was stunned. He didn't expect Dick to speak first.

Bruce corrected him, "It's the master, Dick."

Dick then changed his tone and said, "Thank you, Master."

Du Mu looked at Dick and felt happy for Bruce. He looked into the rearview mirror and said, "He seems to have recovered well."

"It's okay... at least the human's thinking ability has recovered a lot, but the part about the self is still relatively blank."

The main activity in the car was for Du Mu and Bruce to exchange information. Although less than two months had passed in Dashun, almost a whole year had passed in Gotham since Bruce first went to Wuguan to become an apprentice.

Du Mu felt the aura of the entire Gotham...at least that vague influence had completely disappeared.

"You replaced the water pipes in those tall buildings? That's really efficient. Many of the buildings don't belong to the Wayne Group, but you were able to do it."

"Because I bribed the relevant experts, marketed the harmful components in the water pipes, and repeatedly told the public about the harm of the Roman water pipes to strengthen the impression in the minds of the people, so most of the buildings were replaced by their owners by paying Wayne Group's subsidiaries. Not only did I not spend any money, I even made a small profit."

Well...it turns out that even though they are all superheroes, their talents in making money are very different.

Du Mu could already imagine that if Peter was in the same position as Bruce, he would probably lose a lot of money and might not be able to solve the problem. But for Bruce, this was just a plan that could be thought of in just a dozen minutes.

Several people quickly arrived at the banquet venue. Since the main purpose of this event was to announce to the outside world that Bruce had a successor, many reporters needed to be invited, so they chose to hold the banquet in the city, otherwise so many people would make Wayne Manor a mess.

When the Lincoln sedan stopped outside the hotel, a group of reporters were already ready with their cameras.

Then... they saw the chairman of the Wayne Group, the youngest billionaire, push the door of the passenger seat and get out, then come to the back seat and take the initiative to open the door for the people in the back seat.

The reporters were stunned, and at the same time, driven by instinct, countless flash lights lit up instantly.

Du Mu was wearing an ancient oriental robe. As soon as he got off the car, he was greeted by countless flash bombs, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Just as Bruce said, this gown does not look casual in such an occasion. As long as it is formal wear, there are many stars who wear it more weirdly than him.

But this was not a press conference for celebrities after all...so Du Mu became famous in Gotham in a way he had never expected.

Everyone was trying to figure out who this man was who could get Bruce Wayne to open the door for him, but to no avail.

Even when reporters asked Bruce Wayne, they only got a veiled answer: "He is my elder, but has nothing to do with this banquet."

This makes the identity of this oriental-faced man even more mysterious, arousing the curiosity of countless people.

Among them, there are even some guys who are locked up in mental hospitals.

Mental hospitals also let patients watch TV...

(End of this chapter)