Chapter 196: Third-Level Silver Fox Breathing Method

"It's up to you. I respect your choice."

Now that there was no one available, Crown agreed.

However, there is one thing we need to be wary of: whether this woman who came here on her own initiative is a spy sent by someone else.

He asked himself if he had something that others coveted. If nothing else, the Golden Water of Talisman must be coveted by the Warlock Brotherhood.

The reassuring thing is that he has the ability to go back in time and can easily find out the whereabouts of the other party.

He has no voyeuristic habit, but he will order Fujin and Bast to act as his scouts, and will use this ability only when he finds that the opponent's behavior is suspicious.

Currently, the only people who know that he is a tamer are Nick, Master and Apprentice Geralt, and Del and others.

The two pets wouldn't arouse suspicion from bystanders, at least not now.

After a brief thought, Crowne made another prediction: "Even if you want to train hard to break through to the second level, you have to do it after completing your job.

If you can break through to the second level in this environment, I don't mind investing in you."

If you can gain trust and be trained well, it will be better. Even if you can't, becoming a second-level extraordinary person will also have the basic ability to protect yourself. If you can't get the status you deserve, the worst thing is to just leave.

Melissa's thoughts turned quickly, but she didn't show it on her face. Instead, she said respectfully, "Sir, you will find my value."

Waving his hand gently, Crown said calmly: "Then prove it to me. Now tell me how a butler manages a mansion."

He plans to build a manor in the future, and if nothing goes wrong it will be realized within a few years.

The church's intelligence mentioned the birth boom.

The impact of the increasing spiritual concentration in the world has already been reflected in human beings, that is, fertility has increased significantly, and three to five children will be born in one pregnancy.

It is documented that babies grow at an ever-increasing rate.

In the past, it took about twenty years for people to reach physical maturity. In the future, it may only take twelve or thirteen years or even less.

The population explosion will soon come, and with so many people, more food will be needed to feed them.

The population density of Rhine City has reached an alarming level and it must expand outward again.

As a bishop, Crown also understood the reason why a large number of people moved to the urban area some time ago.

When the spiritual concentration of the world reaches a certain level and a large number of people gather, a special product will be produced: 'Sea of ​​Dreams.'

Weird, evil, warm, beautiful and so on, all kinds of human desires blend together in the night sky. This is the sea of ​​dreams.

It is invisible and imperceptible, but it really exists.

The Sea of ​​Dreams can break the barrier between the material plane and the spiritual plane, connecting the two to form a spiritual ruin.

In Lingxu, there are many special products that are hard to see in the outside world, and there are even more ghosts and monsters.

If these spirits pass through the portal of the material plane and enter the real world, it will be a disaster for ordinary people.

Rhine City will maintain a certain population to maintain a large enough Dream Sea, and the excess population will be relocated outward again in a planned manner.

The original order was broken and rebuilt. With Clown's current strength, he is fully capable of getting a piece of the pie.

"The courtyard needs a male butler to be responsible for receiving external affairs, and also needs to be equipped with gardeners and other miscellaneous female workers."

Melissa slowly told everything she knew in a soft tone. This was originally a part of her life. She had been taught by her parents what the housekeepers and servants needed to do and how to manage these people.

Clown listened quietly, and when she finished speaking, he made the decision:

"Del will work with you in the next few days to put the staff in place. Do your job well in the future. I look forward to your performance.

Every expense must be recorded and reported to me once a week."

Melissa quickly put herself into the role and suggested: "As you wish, I wonder if you have any investment plans, but having someone help you make money is the long-term solution.

As far as I know, the top leaders of the church all have businesses that they control.”

"Not for now."

As a person who purifies forty or fifty spirit coins every day, Clown is not short of money. Investing in industries now is likely to lead to conflicts of interest with other high-level extraordinary people.

He plans to become a local rich man and then start investing.

. . . .

When we returned to the mansion, various dishes were already placed on the dining table.

Olive oil fried sea bass, red wine stewed beef, grilled lamb chops, honey croissant bread, vegetable meatball soup and pumpkin soup After washing up, Crown sat at the dining table, and Del sat beside him.

He picked up a piece of fish with a fork and quietly savored its freshness and tenderness. Then he quickly tasted the other dishes and nodded with a smile.

The chef's cooking skills exceeded his expectations and were comparable to his cooking skills in the middle stage of the third stage. It was rare for an ordinary person to reach this level.

He praised: "I am very satisfied with the chef's level."

Del smiled, which was also a recognition of his vision: "The cook is a veteran with more than 20 years of rich experience."

After a quick lunch, Crown took a break and took Del and Melissa to inspect every corner of the mansion.

Taking a walk promotes digestion, and most importantly, he needs to check if there are any ghosts that have escaped.

His spiritual sense was raised to the highest level, and he found no trace of ghosts. He felt relieved and came to the door of the room in the basement:

"Instruct them to go ahead. From now on, no one can enter this room without my order. I'll let you know when it needs to be cleaned."

"Understood," Del and the other man responded.

Crown walked into the room with an oil lamp and went into the basement.

It was filled with a faint scent of holy water, and there were no malicious prying eyes.

He planned to make potions and store valuables here, and use the room above as an alchemy room to study explosive gunpowder.

Walking out of the basement, he took out a golden talisman and stuck it on the lid to close the door.

Then he returned to the bedroom, visualized the Golden Light Mantra for two great cycles, and began to refine the moonlight.

. . . .

In the next few days, Clown practiced the Silver Fox Breathing Technique and figured out the Fire Spirit Transformation in the forging workshop during the day, and refined the sun and moon essence after returning home at night.

He lived a comfortable life with nothing to worry about and his proficiency in breathing techniques and the Golden Light Mantra increased steadily.

A butler has now been hired, recommended by Cavendish, named William Morrison.

He was originally an important deputy to the Sith family’s steward, possessing the strength of a first-level transcendent, and is now thirty-seven years old.

With William's arrival, everything in the mansion became orderly and the wine cellar was filled with oak barrels.

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

Night, 36 Baker Street.

The flashing figures in the top-floor room gradually stopped, and Crown finished practicing the Silver Fox Breathing Technique and summoned a golden wall.

[Silver Fox Breathing Method: 1/8000; Level 3] (Moving like a fox, your speed and balance are enhanced. Passive ability: Permanently increases basic speed by 5%.) Activating the flaming breath, Crown released the fire spirit transformation, his body incredibly grew four or five centimeters taller, and he gained weight, and a flaming aura flowed on the surface of his skin.

After releasing the Fire Spirit Transformation, his basic strength and speed increased by about 5%.

A smile appeared on his face. He now had a 15% passive basic speed. Combined with Bullet Time and Fire Transformation, the speed bonus was increased by 35%.

If he were to compete with Cavendish again, he would be confident that he could completely suppress the opponent.

The battle of Lorente did not go smoothly. The Allies and the murlocs were caught in a tug-of-war for the battle. Quite a number of murlocs entered the river and swam upstream into the Rhine. It was common for murlocs in the urban area to come ashore and kill people.

After research, the authorities decided to use the small town as the first location for outward clearance and establish a large gathering area.

We are now actively preparing various supplies and expect the clearing campaign to officially begin within half a month.

The shadow of war is approaching, and Clown feels that his peaceful life is about to be disrupted. Every improvement in strength is very important.

After washing up, he began to visualize the Golden Light Mantra. He had already refined two drops of sun essence and moon essence each. If time allowed, he would prioritize refining the moon essence in preparation for drawing the Taiyin Thunder Talisman. The lights in each room in the mansion were extinguished one by one. William took the oil lamp and made one last inspection. After making sure all the doors and windows were locked, he returned to his room to sleep.

When the last light went out, the mansion fell into darkness.

In the city, there were only a few tall bell towers burning the sacred flame.

Even though the church has increased the output power of the magic circle, the upward illumination range of the holy fire is still shrinking, and the gray mist is getting closer and closer to the holy fire.

Occasionally, terrifying screams could be heard from within the fog, traveling very far in the silent night.

Occasionally, a strange bird or bat would rush out from the gray fog, circle in the light for a half circle, and then rush back into the gray fog. The fog seemed to have life, rolling in shock for a long time before gradually calming down.

. . . .

An oil lamp was lit in the room. Lucas sat stiffly in a chair, his forehead covered with sweat, breathing heavily.

While on a mission today, he saw an altar made of blood and bones.

Due to his special ability in controlling spirits, he discovered an obsidian statue buried in a pile of bones and flesh.

The sculpture was of a bloated mass of flesh, with many deformed mouthparts or eye-like things cracked out, and black tentacles extending outward.

The moment he saw the statue, a voice in his heart could not help but say: "Pick it up, pick it up."

Lucas walked forward like a ghost and put away the statue while his teammates were not paying attention.

An incredible thing happened. He quickly advanced to become a second-level spirit master, and the evil spirit in his body became stronger. Then, he lost his consciousness.

After the mission was over, Lucas said goodbye to his teammates, made the excuse that he was not feeling well, and returned to his residence alone.

He would have similar emotional problems several times every month, and his teammates didn't care.

At this moment, the real Lucas wakes up.

As a security bureau investigator, he understood his situation and the evil spirits were biting back.

He wanted to open his mouth and shout for help, his teammates lived next door.

But no matter how hard he tried, his mouth seemed to be glued shut, unable to open, and his whole body was stiff and unable to move.

The shadows on the wall twisted back and forth like candle flames in the wind.

Lucas, who was sitting motionless, began to tremble violently. His skin swelled outwards as if something was stretching it, and gray-green mucus flowed out of his pores.

"hiss"

With a sound like cotton tearing, his skin completely split open, revealing red flesh and blood, and finally turned into a mass of wriggling flesh waving tentacles.

The next day, Leah and Lorraine, who lived together, left the room.

Luo Lin pointed to the door next door and said, "Captain, do we need to call Lucas? He didn't look right yesterday."

"I think this kid is being cunning," Leah walked to the door, clenched her fist and raised her hand, ready to knock on the door.

The door suddenly opened, and Lucas looked at the woman in front of him and greeted her in an ambiguous tone: "Morning, Captain!"

As he spoke, he immediately walked out and locked the door.

Modified the cost of Time Travel. If there is enough Time Sand, it can be released twice. 　　 　 (End of this chapter)