"Alright, what about the antidote?"
Qingshui was very satisfied with the effect of the Fear Toxin.
"Antidote?"
Scarecrow was startled.
Why would he need that?
Qingshui silently turned his head to look at the Black man who was raving and had fallen into boundless fear.
Perhaps compared to Gotham's traditional villains, I'm still not crazy enough, not ruthless enough, too kind.
"Do you think everyone is like you, already immune to this stuff?"
Qingshui couldn't help but adjust the power of the high-voltage electric sword again, letting out a faint current.
Scarecrow shuddered once more.
"Alright, let me think."
Fear Toxin would also affect Scarecrow, but because he had dealt with it for many years, his body had developed antibodies to such substances, greatly reducing its effect. Furthermore, as a master of psychology, he was very skilled at controlling his own emotions. He was probably the most capable normal human being in this world at resisting Fear Toxin head-on.
The first was Batman; his willpower was so strong it bordered on a superpower. His simple phrase, "I am Batman," was almost more potent than the Mind-Calming Incantation in wuxia novels.
"Chlorpromazine combined with benzodiazepines, also 5-hydroxytryptophan and GABA receptor agonists. These substances can alleviate hallucinations, enhance emotional regulation, and block the toxin's effect on receptor proteins in the body. There are also specific chemical elements needed…"
Scarecrow pondered for a moment, then immediately began designing the antidote formula using his chemical and medical expertise.
He couldn't demonstrate it, so to gain Qingshui's trust, he used the available equipment and limited materials to create an inhibitor.
"There aren't enough materials, so I can only make an inhibitor to alleviate his symptoms and reduce the duration of the toxin's effect. As for a perfect antidote, I've already told you what it needs."
Scarecrow didn't feel bad, because this was an older version of Fear Toxin, and Batman had already created its antidote.
The Black subordinate was much quieter now, and it took him a while to recover after swaying for some time.
"Good. Remember, next time you do something like this, find out whose territory it is first, what you can and can't do."
Qingshui retracted his high-voltage electric sword, left that message, and then soared into the sky, departing.
"Boss, didn't you say you wanted to work with Flash Water before? Why just now…"
Another subordinate stepped forward and asked Scarecrow.
"There's no need now."
Scarecrow shook his head.
The power gap was too wide. In an alliance, the one who benefits the least and suffers the most is often the weaker party, sometimes even being swallowed up.
After spending this much time together, Scarecrow had already profiled Qingshui psychologically—ruthless enough, definitely a hardened individual who had seen a lot of blood, with certain boundaries in his behavior, and an extremely firm pursuit of certain goals, very goal-oriented.
If his personal strength were weaker, Scarecrow would be happy to cooperate, because he could maintain some initiative in the partnership. But in the current situation, he decided against it.
The disparity in strength between the two was obvious. If they were to cooperate, Scarecrow could easily be manipulated by Qingshui.
Air currents swirled as White Warrior retracted the glider from its back, slowly descending onto the rooftop terrace of Hogg's Auto Shop.
With a mechanical whir, White Warrior instantly detached from Qingshui under the control of Chakra Threads, then quickly reassembled itself.
"Boss, Two-Face is on the phone!"
The accountant scurried over, holding a phone out to Qingshui.
Qingshui raised an eyebrow.
Harvey Dent actually dared to call him. Isn't he afraid I'll trace the phone signal?
It seems the events in Arkham City have also affected this guy.
"Oh, oh, oh, isn't this Gotham's mob boss Two-Face calling! I've been looking for you for ages!"
Qingshui took the phone, speaking with a mocking tone.
On the other end of the line, Harvey Dent's face was dark as he looked at the coin that had landed on the table, showing its tails side.
Before making this call, he had hesitated, so he used a coin to help him decide: heads, don't call; tails, call.
"Clearwater, this is no time for jokes. If it weren't necessary, I wouldn't be making this call to you. If you're still unsatisfied, you can go to the grain warehouse on Stratt Street. I've left a hundred million dollars there as compensation for you."
Harvey Dent genuinely wanted to resolve the conflict between himself and Qingshui.
This guy was untouchable even by Batman, and he didn't have the no-kill rule of superheroes, nor was he like Deathstroke who worked for money. If Qingshui really found him, Puppeteer could actually crush his head like he had killed Falcone.
"First, tell me why you're taking the risk to call me."
Qingshui sat down in a chair a subordinate brought him, speaking into the phone, while signaling with his eyes for the accountant to immediately send someone to find that hundred million dollars.
"Just now, I caught Catwoman trying to steal my gold. Just as I was about to finish her off, Batman rescued her."
Batman?
Qingshui glanced at the accountant's arm.
Eight minutes, forty-seven seconds.
Less than an hour had passed since Bruce Wayne was captured by Tiger Security Group, and he had already escaped and was operating as Batman.
"Then Batman must have given you quite a beating."
Harvey Dent choked a bit, then continued, "That's not the point. Batman was about to arrest me, but then a sniper suddenly appeared and saved me."
"Deadshot?"
"I don't know, but that person's target wasn't me; it must have been Batman. Batman and Catwoman escaped the assassination attempt, but I feel like that person's goal was more about luring Batman somewhere.
But none of that matters. What matters is, while I was dealing with Batman, Mr. Victor's wife was abducted, and Mr. Victor, who went to save her, was also captured."
Qingshui stroked his chin.
Mr. Freeze had been moved when Harvey escaped earlier. Qingshui didn't know what price Harvey paid to get Mr. Freeze to go with him, but in any case, when Qingshui brought Hogg United's people to the cold storage from last time, Mr. Freeze wasn't there, and even the experimental equipment had been moved.
It was quite a shame. His main body, with its recent increase in Chakra control, had already mastered healing jutsu, and was even close to mastering the more difficult Delicate Illness Extraction Technique. Only his sensory abilities weren't quite up to par yet.
If he could use modern medical methods like MRI and X-rays to directly see inside the human body, he might still be able to perform it, even if it couldn't cure Mr. Freeze's wife, it could at least prolong her life.
"Do you know who did it?"
Qingshui continued to ask.
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