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Buying Arkham was not a complicated matter.
In theory, Arkham was a public facility and was not allowed to be bought or sold. However, in this world, there were very few problems that money couldn't solve, and this was not one of them.
With Bruce's money powers, it was easy to handle this matter.
After making a phone call, Bruce told them that he was going to buy Arkham.
As for Gordon, Morin had him leave early. His role was to come here and see that what Morin had said was true, and then wait to take the credit, where he would sell his face to the public.
Gordon wanted to say that he was not that kind of person, but in the end, he couldn't lie to himself... It seemed his skin was not thick enough.
"These are the samples of the fear toxin," Morin said, pouring the liquid into a small bottle and handing it to Bruce.
"You need to find someone to create an antidote, and you can't be too conspicuous... You know who to find, right?"
"The person I can think of," Bruce said, taking the small bottle. "Fox?"
"He should have the ability," Morin nodded.
"Hurry up. Even if he can create an antidote, it will take time to produce a large quantity. We don't know when the League of Assassins will make their move. Since Crane has lost contact, they will either abandon this golden opportunity or act sooner... I think they'll choose the second option."
"Why?" Bruce asked.
"Because one of them has a very deep connection with you..." Morin said with a smile.
Just as Bruce was about to ask who that person was, his phone rang.
"I'll be going now. As for who that person is, I'll keep you in suspense. You'll meet him soon enough," Morin said, waving his hand and leaving Arkham.
"..." Bruce was helpless, but he had to answer the phone.
He didn't have the means to make Morin stay... It seems I must remember to buy that house!
"This is Bruce Wayne," Bruce said, looking at the caller ID, which was an unknown number, but he still answered the phone.
This was his private number, so only people who had a connection with him would have it.
"Master Wayne, this is Earle," the current CEO of Wayne Enterprises, Earle, said.
"Oh, it's you. Is there something you need?" Bruce asked, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"It's like this. I believe it's time to put the Wayne Enterprises IPO on the agenda..." Earle rattled on and on on the phone.
The gist of it was that Wayne Enterprises had developed to its current state, and only by going public could it further expand its influence and development.
"Besides, I heard that you just spent a huge amount of money to buy Arkham Asylum?" Earle laughed and added at the end.
"You see, if Wayne Enterprises doesn't go public, at the rate you're spending money, it might not be able to hold on for much longer!"
When Bruce heard this, his face darkened.
How dare you say I don't have money?
Are you doubting my money powers?
Bruce's mind started to race, and he immediately understood a few things.
Earle was looking down on him, thinking he was just a simple playboy, and trying to threaten him with money?
How laughable!
After going public, they would naturally sell shares, get funding, and so on... That also meant the dilution of equity!
For Bruce, he didn't care about this at all, because his plan was to spend money to buy a large number of shares after the IPO, using a charitable foundation and a trust fund and so on... He had money, after all.
Now, Bruce had not only received an evaluation of Earle from his most trusted butler, Alfred, but he had also received a plan from Morin that was a win-win for him.
He could govern Gotham and develop Wayne Enterprises. What could be better?
So, going public had even become a necessity. If the plan went ahead as planned, Wayne Enterprises would have an even bigger opportunity for development. If it was already public by then, the stock price would definitely skyrocket!
So, Bruce even planned to go public ahead of time and follow his original plan to get a controlling stake through various channels!
The only difference from the original plan was that now, he decided to replace Earle first, then let the more capable and loyal Fox take his place, and then go public!
"I see. I know what to do!" Bruce said.
"That's great then." Earle said goodbye with satisfaction and hung up the phone.
He thought that what Bruce meant by "I know what to do" was that he had decided to support the Wayne Enterprises IPO, but he didn't know that Bruce had decided to ruthlessly remove him from his position and let Fox take his place!
"Fox?" Bruce made a call to Fox. "Where are you?"
...
Wayne Enterprises, Applied Sciences Division.
"This is a neurotoxin, and it's also a protein. When it's drunk, it's digested by stomach acid and is completely harmless, like a nutritional supplement. But when it's inhaled, it reacts with lung cells and affects the nervous system, which leads to the effects of fear and so on, as you mentioned, Master Wayne..."
Fox was holding some data analyzed by his equipment and said to Bruce, "If you want me to create an antidote, I need to isolate the receptor compound and the protein-based catalyst..."
"Uh... my apologies," Bruce decided to interrupt Fox before he could say more words he didn't understand.
"Can you say that in a way that I can understand?"
"I'm just saying that the process is very difficult, and I need test subjects," Fox summarized.
"Why didn't you say that to begin with?"
"Because that would make me seem unprofessional, and you wouldn't trust me, Master Wayne. It's an art of speaking."
"Okay, there are a lot of test subjects... don't look at me like that, I didn't do it," Bruce explained.
"This is the work of Dr. Crane, the former director of Arkham Asylum. He was secretly using the mental patients there for chemical experiments to create this toxin."
"I see," Fox's expression softened, and then he was stunned again. "I remember he often provided some help to those gangsters..."
"So, they got what they deserved," Bruce shrugged. "That's not the most important thing. This toxin is related to something that could very likely threaten the entire city of Gotham. So I need you to develop the antidote as quickly as possible and get it into mass production as soon as you can. The more, the better!"
"Threaten the entire city of Gotham?"
"Yes."
Bruce said in a deep voice, and then he told Fox that Crane was not the mastermind, but was just following orders, that a large amount of the liquid fear toxin had been poured into Gotham City's water supply system, and that a terrorist organization might use some means to vaporize the city's water in the near future, which would cause a large number of people in the city to inhale the fear toxin and become mentally ill.
"A weapon that can vaporize the entire city's water... there are very few weapons that can do that," Fox said, shaking his head. Suddenly, he was stunned again.
He then put down the fear toxin and rushed over to a computer, showing a speed that was completely inconsistent with his age, and began to look up some things!
"What did you find?" Bruce noticed something.
"If I remember correctly, Wayne Enterprises just so happens to have a weapon that can do that," Fox said, entering the Wayne Enterprises weapons database and searching.
"48-B1-ME... it's a microwave emitter, developed to vaporize the enemy's water supply. There were rumors that they were planning to use this weapon to spread a water-based chemical substance... It fits perfectly!"
Fox didn't open the database to confirm his guess. The information about these weapons was already imprinted in his mind. He just needed to check the recent whereabouts of this weapon.
"Sure enough," Fox said, showing the information to Bruce. "According to the transport records, this weapon is being transported to Gotham for storage... The arrival date is today!"
"...We can't expose this," Bruce said after thinking for a moment, looking at Fox. "Let's pretend we don't know about it and hurry up and develop the antidote."
"Why? That could lead to casualties!" Fox was stunned.
"The situation now is that we know the organization's plan and can counter it. But if we expose this ahead of time, we'll be in the open, and they'll be in the shadows. There will be no way to defend against them. A permanent solution is the most effective," Bruce said seriously.
"If they use another method that we don't know about at all, it will only lead to more casualties!"
"You're right." Fox thought for a while and had no choice but to agree.
He wasn't a saint. Although he had his principles, he wasn't so high-minded as to not be able to distinguish between what was beneficial and what was not.
"Besides, if such an important weapon goes missing, I'm curious to see how Earle will react..." Bruce said, narrowing his eyes slightly.
"You seem to have changed," Fox said, looking confused.
"I'm trying my best to learn one person's philosophy and way of thinking," Bruce said, pointing to his head. "Without violating my own principles, he's definitely more skilled than I am."
"I'm getting more and more curious."
"You'll meet him."
...
"What did you say?"
In the CEO's office at Wayne Enterprises, Earle's face was filled with shock as he stood up. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," an assistant reported to Earle. "The coast guard found one of our ships, severely damaged. All the crew members are missing and may be dead. A prototype weapon, designed to vaporize enemy water supplies in desert warfare, was on board, but it..."
"Is missing?"
"Yes."
"Fuck!" Earle cursed furiously. "Find it! No matter what, you have to find it!"
"Yes!" The assistant nodded and was about to leave.
"Wait!" Earle called out to the assistant again. "Don't look for it too conspicuously, understand? This weapon has never been missing until it's found!"
"Understood!"
...
Morin was not idle either.
He had not forgotten that he had to teach Bruce. After all, that was ten million dollars.
Once he got his hands on it, plus a bit of salary and bonuses, he would probably be able to upgrade his police profession to an advanced level.
Teaching was not something that could be done by talking. Morin didn't plan on doing that either.
Students had to do practice problems, right? Not to mention combat skills. How could you learn without practice?
As for the target for practice, it was too easy to find.
At this time, Gotham was still very "friendly." It was too easy to find a target for Bruce to practice on.
For example, the biggest gangster in Gotham City, Falcone.
Falcone was a little nervous lately.
For some reason, Crane had suddenly disappeared, and Arkham had become Bruce Wayne's property, so he couldn't even get in to find people.
Naturally, the business on Narrows Island had come to a halt.
But that was okay. Falcone's business didn't entirely depend on the business on Narrows Island. The bulk of his business was drugs in various places in Gotham.
Unfortunately, he was being watched by both Bruce and Morin.
So...
Over the past few days, all of Falcone's businesses had been hit with a near-devastating blow.
On the first day, Morin taught Bruce stealth!
On the second day, Morin taught Bruce backstabbing!
On the third day, it was magic!
"Wait," Bruce wondered if there was something wrong with his ears. "Magic?"
"Yes, magic." A ball of light appeared in Morin's hand. He deliberately let Bruce check his hand for any tricks and even let him touch it.
"I've taught you what I can teach you in the past two days, and I've let you practice. From what I've observed, you've almost completely mastered it. The only thing you lack is the experience that comes with time."
It has to be said that Bruce's control over his body was truly exceptional, and the skills he learned in the League of Assassins provided a solid foundation.
The reason it was a "solid foundation" was in comparison to the stealth and backstabbing techniques provided by Morin's system.
The system's products were definitely of the highest quality. Before they were upgraded into a skill, the system provided techniques for stealth and backstabbing, and these techniques represented the peak!
The peak in that field!
At least, for now, Morin had never seen anyone with better techniques than his own!
As for why Morin started teaching him magic after only teaching him two things...
Besides that, Morin didn't have much else to teach Bruce.
Teaching magic was a sudden idea that Morin had.
In the previous world, Morin had learned and summarized some basic knowledge of magic, and he had even deduced a new spell!
And then... he got stuck.
The saying goes that a mastery of one art leads to a mastery of all, but you have to truly understand that one art first.
Morin knew that what he had deduced was obviously incomplete.
So, since he had nothing else to teach Bruce, why not try teaching Bruce magic? While seeing if Bruce could learn magic, he might also be able to get some useful inspiration from Bruce, who had the protagonist's aura?
And, what if Batman learned magic...
Wouldn't that be very interesting?
Morin's plan was quite well-thought-out!
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