Miao Mu carried a metal rod and carefully placed the rack holding the test tubes into the room beside them.
This was a laboratory that had been specially cleared out. It was fully equipped with all kinds of apparatus, all of which Miao Mu had acquired through various means from the Gotham Evidence Department warehouse.
Honestly, that place was practically a treasure vault. It had everything, except too many of the items had souls attached to them. If they were unlucky, they might even see ghosts and ghostly flames at night.
But... was that a problem?
No!
Miao Mu had simply hired two priests to perform a whole series of consecration rituals, just for peace of mind. They were all friends, after all.
"Alright, can you introduce this... great alchemical product to me now? Don't tell me it's for healing."
"You guessed right. It is for healing. According to the book, this thing can give someone a wonderful night's sleep."
Nygma turned and picked up the Alchemy Codex from the table. As he looked at the translated text on its pages, he pondered to himself.
It was probably another flaw in the materials that had altered the properties of the medicine, and...
Nygma looked at the equipment operating nearby. It differed from what was described in the book as well. He needed to prepare some proper alchemical instruments.
"A wonderful sleep? Sure, if being reborn counts."
Miao Mu looked helplessly at the metal table on the other side, which had been blown into fragments and torn into several pieces like a rag.
"By the way, does that thing have anything for dealing with demons? It has to be cheap, easy to mass-produce, and effective too."
Miao Mu remembered that demon lord stirring restlessly in Hell, wanting to turn Gotham into