At that time, the mercenary saw that the mercenaries were either lying on the table or lying on the ground. Chuan Xiaodu was dead!
He nodded in satisfaction. "Very good. It's just as I imagined. Except for one person who's still eating, everyone else has collapsed."
"Wait?! Is there someone eating tools?" The employer looked at the table in shock. A young mercenary was eating tools openly, as if he was unaware of the current situation.
And this young mercenary, needless to say, is Ye Lang!
He seemed to have not realized that something was wrong. In his opinion, the others were drunk and he never considered that they had died of poisoning!
The medicine must not have taken effect yet, just wait a while!
The employer thought to himself that he believed Ye Lang must have just eaten not long ago, so this was the case. Otherwise, he would have collapsed like everyone else!
If that's the case, then just wait. Once his toxicity erupts, I'll be done!
However, he waited and waited, and two poison burst times had already passed, and Ye Lang was still eating and drinking, with no signs of poisoning at all. What on earth was going on? He was eating poisoned food, and I put it there myself. There's no mistake!
The employer didn't understand. He didn't understand why Ye Lang was still fine until now!
"You...when did you eat?" the employer asked anxiously.
Ye Lang looked at his employer, wanting to answer, but suddenly remembered that he couldn't speak. Those people said that he couldn't speak even if he died.
So, Ye Lang pointed at those people, then pointed at himself, and shook his head, wanting to tell his employer that these people didn't let him speak!
"A mute?" the employer said to himself, and then continued, "You! Did you eat with them?"
Ye Lang nodded and continued eating!
"How is this possible? How are you okay? Could it be that you are resistant to the poison, so you have been fine for so long?" The employer frowned and said to himself.
Ye Lang looked at his employer, shook his head, and continued eating.
He wanted to say that he wasn't actually resistant to the poison. Rather, he was immune to all poisons. No matter what kind of poison, it was useless to him. He didn't know the specific reason.
Perhaps it was because of his internal strength. Or perhaps it was because he had been taking medicine since he was a child and had consumed a lot of poison, so he was immune to all poisons.
It seemed that this guy was not only mute but also had a slow brain, otherwise how could he eat so happily at such a time? However, his body was quite interesting. So, he would keep him as an employer to watch Ye Lang for the time being. He had an idea in mind: to use Ye Lang as an experiment. He wanted to make himself immune to all poisons, or at least have a medicine that could cure all poisons.
"Your name is Frank, right? Follow me from now on. Stop eating these. Let's go. We can't stay here for long!" The employer saw Ye Lang's member badge, the badge of this mercenary group. Although it was not a large mercenary group, this kind of form still existed.
Generally, mercenary groups will issue an identity certificate to their mercenaries, most of which are signs with the group and the group's emblem written on them.
Ye Lang's company happened to be newly established, so he was assigned a brand that didn't belong to him, making the employer think his name was Frank.
"???" Ye Lang looked at his employer. He seemed to have not figured out the current situation yet. He still thought that this group of mercenaries asked him to hand him over to this person.
It doesn’t matter who I give it to. It also saves me the trouble of looking for a carriage.
Ye Lang didn't seem to think about why others would consider him and hand him over to others. No one here knew who he was and only regarded him as a small mercenary.
Just like that, Ye Lang followed the employer and left. Of course, it wasn't his initiative, but the employer pulled him away from the dinner table, and he was forced to leave reluctantly.
When the employer was about to instigate an alchemy array to burn down the villa, Ye Lang's eyes began to light up, and then hesitated. "It's on fire, aren't you going to call for help to put out the fire?" Ye Lang stared blankly at the flames, and then asked the employer beside him.
"Do you need it? Let it burn." Wait, why aren't you dumb? The employer was still answering when he soon discovered that the person speaking was Ye Lang, whom he thought was dumb.
"Did I say I was mute?" Ye Lang asked curiously.
"No employer is a little embarrassed, I have never said anything, just
"Then why were you just pointing and not saying anything?"
"They didn't let me speak, saying I would talk nonsense. In fact, what I said was the truth, but some people just don't like to hear the truth. Just like you, you don't look like a good person!" Ye Lang said, pointing at his employer's nose.
"Only" The employer's face twitched. He suppressed his emotion and took action to deal with the boy in front of him.
Humph, if it weren't for your immune system, I would have killed you right here!
But think about it, this kid is just stupid, no wonder others don't let him speak. It doesn't matter whether he is dumb or not, it will be the same anyway.
"It's better for you to keep quiet. Talk less and do more in the future!" The employer continued walking and said to Ye Lang without turning his head.
"But, I'm a young master. I only need to talk, not do anything." Ye Lang said honestly.
"Young Master?! Are you dreaming? Stop talking so much. Hold this for me and be careful not to break it!" The employer took off the tools he was carrying and gave them to Ye Lang. The tools were so heavy that he couldn't hold on.
He now regarded Ye Lang as a servant. To him, a servant like Ye Lang was the best. He didn't need to be too smart, as long as he was obedient.
After all, he would not delegate tasks requiring intelligence to others. His servants only needed to be able to do some manual labor. It was best to be rich with simple limbs and simple minds.
Ye Lang, although he doesn't look that good, he is still a mercenary after all, so he should be quite strong. Hmm. That's what he thought.
"Oh." Ye Lang took the tool and opened it to look directly. At that moment, his eyes seemed to light up again, and then disappeared in a flash.
"Don't read it. You won't understand it in your lifetime." said the employer.
Cutting scenes is like an alchemical device. It's not that difficult to do it, but I can't really tell right now. It'll take some time!
Ye Lang could tell at a glance that this tool was an alchemy tool. He also knew that the employer was an alchemist, and a very skilled one at that. His alchemy was something Ye Lang had never seen before, so he was curious and wanted to continue reading. To find out what happened next, please log in. More chapters, support the author, support!
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