Chapter 174: Stay safe first

"Because of you, I can walk on the path of a spirit master without any danger. How could I expose you?"

Rodney shook his head and continued with difficulty: "However, due to my outstanding performance, I have been noticed. Some high-level warlocks have begun to study my spirit control, and the Brotherhood has begun to look for the reason for my peculiarity."

He didn't expect his situation to be so different from others, and he didn't try to hide it at the beginning. Now trying to hide it only makes it more obvious.

I can only pretend to be clueless and attribute everything to the special nature of spirit control.

However, such a cover-up may not last long, and the truth will be exposed sooner or later.

After spending a month in the Brotherhood, he had a vague understanding of the nature of the warlocks. Most of the warlocks were very fond of doing research experiments.

To those people with strong curiosity and desire for research, an example like mine, who is not affected by spirit control at all, is very attractive.

He could sense the way those warlocks looked at him, just like a gourmet seeing delicious food.

Crown understood that this was the consequence of his previous carelessness.

Contemplating the Golden Light Mantra gave him a special physique. He had thought about the significance of the Golden Light Mantra to spirit masters, but he did not expect it to have such a great impact.

He should have left fewer talismans at that time, and the other party would definitely show the state of a spirit master.

But it is too late to say this now, we can only make remedial measures and delay time.

"From now on, please stop using that medicine."

"I have stopped using it since a few days ago." Rodney spread his hands, his face full of solemnity. "I also plan not to use your potion in the future. I will improve myself like a normal spirit master. I hope to reduce the attention, but I can't guarantee it."

Klauen nodded slightly. If no one had taken the potion directly, things should return to normal in a few days. "Do you still have the potion on you now?"

"No, a few days ago I noticed that I was getting more and more attention, so I poured the potion in my hand into the sewer. We also burned the talisman paper you gave to Tiffany."

"You've been in the fraternity now?"

"Yes, I was originally in the patrol team, and I went to the fraternity every three days to get tested. A week ago, they found something wrong with me and transferred me back to the fraternity."

Perhaps things haven't gotten so bad yet, and the warlocks haven't discovered the real reason why he is different from other spirit masters.

"Okay, just pretend you know nothing about it. I'll explain this to my sister as well."

Crown stood up and left the study. He saw Tiffany tidying up in the living room: "Sister, you should not practice that meditation method for the time being."

"Is there something wrong? A few days ago, Rodney said that your potion is too effective and might cause unnecessary trouble, so he asked me to burn all the talisman papers."

Tiffany was a little worried and continued, "Is there a big interest involved?"

In her opinion, these medicines are like special medicines for treating certain diseases, and their target customer group is those extraordinary people.

Extraordinary people are much richer than ordinary people, and this special medicine should involve the interests of many big shots.

She knew very little about the world of supernatural beings and did not understand the true impact these potions could have.

"It's not just about profit, there's something else as well," said Crowne, a little annoyed.

In the past, his thinking was still that of a small person who went with the flow, and he didn't think so far ahead.

His initial thought was: Even if he was exposed, he had this unique skill and would at most be regarded as a medicine-making machine by some organizations.

Now he was worried that if he was discovered by the Warlock Brotherhood, he would be taken to the laboratory for research.

If this worst-case scenario happens, others will have plenty of ways to deal with you.

Tiffany's eyebrows were furrowed, and her expression became serious: "Is it serious?"

"It's okay, I can handle it. But I will be staying in the Holy Fire Cathedral for the next period of time and will not come out to visit you."

At this moment, Tiffany realized the seriousness of the situation and that her brother needed to hide in the church for shelter.

She nodded: "Your safety is the most important thing. Take care of yourself."

. . . .

Del sat in the living room drinking tea and watching Janice play with loving eyes.

The girl gently threw a white ball of wool the size of an adult's fist. Buster excitedly rushed out to pick up the ball of wool, ran back to her and put it at her feet.

When Crown opened the door, a ball of thread was thrown towards him and he subconsciously dodged to the side.

When he saw clearly what it was, he reached out and caught the ball of thread.

"My lord, you are back!"

Del saw the person coming in and stood up in surprise: "There was a change in the ingredients in the kitchen at home, so I guessed that you were back."

"Hello, uncle," Janice waved with a smile and ran over with her hand extended.

After returning the ball of thread to her, Crown walked to the sofa and sat down, and replied, "Yes, I came back at noon today. I heard that you are working in the patrol team now. How do you feel?"

"It's safer than working in the Security Bureau, and the pay is less."

Del waved his hand mysteriously, "Let's go back to the room and talk. Janice, don't run out to play."

"I understand, Dad," the girl agreed without turning her head.

Crown narrowed his eyes slightly, and the two of them walked into the bedroom and closed the door.

Del's expression became serious, and the smile he had just had disappeared completely:

"It's not peaceful recently. There have been some incidents of sacrificing to evil gods. Some ordinary people have become minions of evil gods and started hunting normal people."

In just two sentences, there is a lot of information.

"Tell me in detail!" Klauen's face became solemn. He didn't know whether these ordinary people were contaminated and mutated or bewitched.

Now he was very sensitive to the word "evil god". He was polluted by a stone statue of the evil god. If it weren't for the fact that the Golden Light Curse was on the verge of upgrading, he would not have been able to hold on.

He always thought that time was on his side, but only when disaster struck did he realize how weak he was.

"It's not that they are possessed by evil spirits. It's as if those ordinary people have their minds controlled. They will sleepwalk at night, first brutally killing their own families, then drawing evil magic circles with blood, and placing flesh and blood as sacrifices. Finally, they will mutate into deformed monsters and hunt all living things."

"How do you know such details?"

Crowne didn't believe that the patrol team had the ability to investigate such detailed information.

"You still remember Team Liya, the one that Luo Lin found out about. At the time, we cooperated with their team in the investigation, and later I asked about the situation privately."

This makes sense. Klauen nodded slightly and asked, "Where did these sacrifices to the evil gods take place?"

He recalled what he had seen in Yorktown, where a small amount of gray fog had crept into residents' homes at night, and he suspected something was wrong.

“The few cases I came across all happened at resettlement sites on the edge of the city.”

Del recalled and continued, "Whenever there is a problem at a resettlement site, there will be many sacrifices."

Crown confirmed his guess that the top management must be planning something big, but unfortunately he didn't have the right to know. After thinking for a moment, he gave a piece of advice: "Be careful about your own safety, and try not to rush to the front line if something happens."

Del grinned and said, “I still want to see Janice grow up and she will definitely protect herself.

My Lord, I have good news for you. Janice has been found to have the talent of a priest, and she will be sent to the church base for training in a few days. "

"That's great news indeed. Congratulations."

Clown smiled. He found a large number of bullets with golden symbols engraved on them from the room and gave them to Del. "I'll give them to you. They may be useful against evil spirits."

The fire warriors have no means to deal with evil spirits, and these bullets can help them kill the evil spirits.

He was not worried that the talisman patterns on the bullet would be cracked. Without the Sunfire Liquid, these patterns had no meaning at all.

"Thank you, sir," Del took it happily.

"After I leave tomorrow, I will still be staying at the Holy Fire Cathedral. If you need anything, you can ask Nick or Jason to bring me a message. They are receiving training in the cathedral."

Clown thought for a moment and continued, "If you have time, help me keep an eye out for something. It's a white stone that feels very cold to the touch. If you put it in the sun, you can see white mist around the stone."

Taiyin Leizhuan requires cold jade, so he needs to prepare the materials now.

After the Golden Light Mantra was advanced, he had too many things to do, such as refining the Sun Essence and Moon Essence, and testing the extent to which his original ability had been improved, so that he could more accurately control his attacks during battle . All of these took time, but now he had more urgent things to do, so he could only take it slowly and first improve the Fire Breath to the third level.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"One more thing. Tomorrow evening, Qiasi from the blacksmith shop will deliver a batch of fine iron ingots. Please accept them and tell him that he doesn't need to send any more for the time being."

Del agreed one by one.

At night, Crown spent half the night breathing fire and did not fall asleep until midnight.

The proficiency increased by more than forty points, and the proficiency of Giant Bear Breathing and Rock Breathing also increased by four or five points.

. . . .

The next day, Crown got up at five o'clock, meditated on the Golden Light Mantra for two hours, then left his residence and headed for the Holy Fire Cathedral. He ran straight to Flanders' office where he handled church affairs.

"Knock, knock," he knocked on the door gently.

The door was made of black walnut, with a beautiful large parabolic pattern on the tangential section. The red copper door handle was engraved with a flame cloud pattern, and a round holy emblem the size of a bowl was inlaid on the door.

"Come in!" a kind voice came from inside.

Flanders was annotating documents with a fountain pen. When he saw the visitor, he leaned back in the large high-backed chair and asked, "Why are you here? Why don't you go to the forging workshop to work?"

"Sir, I want to stay at the church at night so that I can save time and reduce the time wasted on commuting."

'Boss, I want to work overtime, but I don't need to be paid overtime.'

Flanders' expression was like that of a capitalist who hears his employees' unreasonable demands. He said nothing, but just looked at them suspiciously.

Clown laughed awkwardly. "I don't have many friends. There are only Nick, Jason and a few others. They are all working hard to advance to the third level. If I can't keep up with my friends, we won't be able to get along with them in the future."

People live in invisible circles, and only people of the same class can really play together.

This is especially evident in the extraordinary world. Apart from anything else, if he didn't have the strength of the second level, Jason would not take the initiative to deal with him.

"You want to receive special training with them and participate in the next mission?"

"No, no," Crown waved his hands quickly.

“I will just stay in the forging workshop. After completing the required tasks, I will also have time to practice breathing techniques.

If you provide meals and lodging at the church, you can save a lot of time.”

Now he just wanted to quickly reach the third level of transcendence. He could not obtain more firepower potions by accepting special training. He could only get rewards by killing more monsters in the mission.

If he stayed in the forge, he could get more auxiliary potions with his abilities.

Flanders nodded: "The accommodation conditions here are very ordinary. If you insist, it's up to you. Go to the logistics department later and ask them to arrange a room for you."

It's just two more meals for one person.

The archbishop knelt down and continued to review the documents.

Noticing that the other party had not left, he couldn't help but look up in confusion: "What else?"

"Sir, didn't Yorktown's mission say that I would be given a reward? Convert all of it into firepower potions!"

Clown stated his main purpose. Based on his experience of taking the Boiling Blood Potion, he judged that the auxiliary potion could speed up the practice by 40%-50%.

"I had forgotten that."

Flanders smiled softly, took out a piece of white paper, wrote a few words quickly, and then stamped it with his seal.

"Goodbye, sir."

Crown took the paper with both hands and left happily.

Although I have only been to the logistics department once, the route is already engraved in my mind.

The geography skill also has the function of detailed mapping. He has already copied and stored the roads he has traveled, so he no longer has to worry about getting lost.

Arriving at the logistics department, Crown handed over the archbishop's note and was warmly received by the staff.

Without any difficulty, he received his reward and last month's supplies.

Forty-eight firepower potions, four ogre strength potions, and several physical strength and energy potions.

A bottle of firepower potion has an effect for two hours. If he uses it sparingly, he can use auxiliary potions every day this month, which should be much better than what most second-level transcendents get.

This is what he paid for with his life.

"My friend, how can I help you?"

Abel McGuire smiled sincerely from the bottom of his heart. Anyone who could get the cardinal's approval and so many firepower potions at one time could not be an ordinary person.

Firepower potion is a strictly controlled potion, and an ordinary bishop can only use twenty bottles per month.

This person is so young and a stranger. If we build a good relationship with him, maybe he will be useful someday.

Clown said, "Please help me arrange a room. I need to stay in the church recently."

He has made up his mind not to go out and hang out until he reaches the third level of transcendence.

Even if he advances to become a fire fighter, he is also prepared to level up his various combat skills.

"No problem, please follow me," Abel agreed readily.

There were several bishop-level guest rooms that were vacant all year round, so he decided to directly arrange one.

Since you want to do someone a favor, just give a big one. You don't have to spend any money yourself anyway.

I have something to do today, so I owe you one chapter. I will update three chapters tomorrow 　　 　 (this chapter is finished)