[Troll] is the advanced version of [Servant of Power], which is composed of three silver laws: [Servant of Power] + [Bloody Battle] + [Devil's Heart and Soul].
Among them, [Bloody Berserk] and [Devil's Heart] both have similar rage effects. Perhaps this is why the rage potion uses [Troll] blood.
However, this blood certainly could not have been bought from the hands of the [Troll] Golden Strongman. A Golden Strongman has too many ways to make money, and he would not do such a cheap thing as selling blood.
Maybe Federal Pharmaceuticals has a [troll] imprisoned?
Moreover, this troll is most likely cultivated by the company itself, rather than an outside noble. Otherwise, the risk of exposure is too great. Now is not the war-torn period of decades ago, but a peaceful era.
The disappearance of a golden noble in peacetime is a very big deal.
Su Mu expressed his speculation, which was immediately confirmed by Duanmu Qing.
"Mr. Su, you are right, the company can do this kind of thing and has the ability to do it.
It is extremely difficult to cultivate a golden powerhouse, because it is not something that can be achieved by simply infusing extraordinary potions.
There is a probability of failure when taking extraordinary potions. This probability is not very obvious when you are at the Bronze level, and you can basically succeed as long as your talent is not too bad. But when you reach the Silver level, the probability of failure increases greatly.
Many Bronze Level 3 transcendents spent all their money to buy a bottle of silver potion, but they all ended up in failure after taking it.
When it comes to gold, the probability of failure is terrifying, so those who can become gold are all geniuses picked from thousands of miles away. Only the financial resources of a company can support large-scale trial and error and finally successfully cultivate a gold powerhouse. ”
Su Mu continued to speculate as she said, "This method of training gold warriors is extremely costly, even exceeding the value of the gold warriors themselves. If it is to enhance the company's strength, they can just spend money to hire them. So they do this for only one purpose, and that is for the Berserk Potion."
"Well, a golden warrior can live for hundreds of years. As long as they are used properly, it will be a cash cow for the company. One person can guarantee a hundred years of profit. They will definitely not be able to resist."
At this point, a hint of pity flashed across Duanmu Qing's eyes. With just a simple guess, she could imagine what kind of life this golden strong man had led in the past.
His situation is basically the same as mine, but even worse off than mine, because I am refining medicine, while the other person is the medicine himself.
While Duanmu Qing was sighing, Su Mu quietly had some thoughts: a powerful golden man who was kept in captivity? Isn't it just right for your own use?
He even began to look forward to it. A powerful golden warrior was imprisoned like an animal and had his blood drawn every day. What kind of crazy things would this man do once he was released from the cage?
The other party's life is not even as good as the pigs in the pigsty. At least no one cuts meat from the pigs every day and sells it piece by piece, and then waits for the pigs to grow up and recycles it endlessly.
Where will this golden warrior be imprisoned?
After a little thought, Su Mu had the answer.
First of all, the fact that Chu Shang knew the formula of the violent potion speaks volumes. The scandal of detaining a golden warrior and drawing his blood should be known to as few people as possible, as anyone who knows about it must be a participant.
Since Chu Shang knew this, and he was the CEO of the Chiyan branch of Federal Pharmaceuticals, there was a high probability that this golden warrior was imprisoned in the Chiyan Empire.
Compared to other empires, the level of unrest within the Red Flame Empire is definitely ranked first, as evidenced by the existence of the Revolutionary Army, which proves that the Red Flame Empire's control is weakening, so this is the most suitable soil.
And Chu Shang chose to imprison Duanmu Qing, such an important tool, in this base, which shows that he believes in the defense capabilities of this base.
As soon as he thought of this, Su Mu was almost certain in his heart.
In order to get the answer, he sneaked into Chu Shang's dream again.
A moment later, Su Mu came back. As expected, this golden strong man was imprisoned in this base, and the location was extremely strict, and the detention level was higher than Duanmu Qing.
It is located on the third underground floor, with layers of guards and walls made of mithril, so that not even a fly can fly in.
However, none of this poses a problem for Su Mu.
Under the cover of the dream, he didn't even have to look for the entrance to the third underground floor. His body gradually sank and slowly sank into the ground.
After sinking dozens of meters, he finally arrived at the third underground floor. Passing through layers of walls and guards, he saw a prison made entirely of mithril at the deepest point.
After entering the prison, there was a mithril cage inside. Countless mithril chains extended from the prison walls and finally connected to the skeleton-like creature in the cage.
Why is it called skeleton type?
Because the person imprisoned in the cage no longer looked like a human. He was skinny and bony, as if he was just a skeleton covered with human skin. His long hair was scattered like a tangled mess, covering most of his face, leaving only sunken eye sockets and cracked lips.
There was no life in those empty eyes, only endless despair and numbness.
There were more than a dozen thin transparent tubes connected to his body. The five or six transparent tubes on the top were filled with liquids of various colors, which were constantly being infused into his body, while the translucent tubes on the bottom were bright red, slowly but continuously drawing blood from his body.
Su Mu walked forward, passed through the fence and entered the cage, his eyes constantly looking at the transparent tubes above. He discovered that these tubes were actually transporting various therapeutic potions and nutritional potions.
To put it bluntly, the life of this golden strong man is hanging by a thread.
Judging from the moldy and blackened food scattered around, this golden strong man must have wanted to commit suicide by fasting for a long time, but the company did not give him this opportunity. You don’t want to eat, right? Then I'll give you a nutrient solution!
Su Mu walked around the golden warrior, looking at his body pierced by mithril chains, his wrists, ankles and other joints pierced by steel needles, and the collar on his neck, he couldn't help but marvel at it.
This was definitely the most miserable golden warrior he had ever seen, no doubt about it.
"Lin Canyang." An indifferent voice suddenly sounded in the prison.
Lin Canyang was like a corpse, motionless, even his eyes did not fluctuate at all, as if he did not hear anything.
"Do you want revenge?" The indifferent voice echoed in the narrow cell, like the whisper of a devil.
At this moment, color appeared in Lin Canyang's lifeless eyes for the first time. He raised his head very slowly, like a rusty machine, as if he had not moved for a long time. The mere action of raising his head made his neck crackle.
A person appeared in his sight.
A person who stands in the darkness and yet still shines brightly.
A straight tailcoat, a black gentleman's stick, an elegant top hat, and... a silver-white mask with a contemptuous smile!
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