Becoming An Ancient God From Blood Therapy Chapter 111

After coming out of the Arkham Sanatorium, Ross went straight back to City Hall to work in his own office.

After a while, Daryl knocked on the door and walked in: "Mayor."

"What's wrong?"

Darryl said: "I just received the news from above that the military will send a lieutenant colonel over tomorrow to take over the city government."

"Take over the city government?" Ross was a little surprised. He didn't expect the army to enter the venue in such a direct and rude way.

Darryl nodded and said, "Yes, the lieutenant colonel will bring about a company of troops to take over the government and activate the wartime response system at the same time."

"Did you tell me the reason?"

"They said it was to clear up the cult organization that was fleeing nearby. This evil organization was planning to launch a large-scale terrorist attack in and around Arkham."

A gleam of light flashed in Los's eyes: "There is something, this is to be robbed!"

Darryl continued: "I told them about your plans and plans for me to go to the capital, and they agreed with me to leave, which I am not sure about."

"If they want to take full control of this place, they should need me as an insider to stay."

Ross smiled: "It seems that my recent development has touched their nerves a bit. They want to return me, who is still developing, to the original shape as quickly as possible."

For this analysis, Darryl agreed, and then tentatively asked: "Mayor, what are you going to do with it?"

Ross smiled slightly: "What else can we do? Since we're here, we must do as the locals do! I can give them to the city hall, court and prison." Ross showed great generosity.

Darryl smiled knowingly, as if he had sensed the end of the group.

After Darryl left, Ross walked out of the office and said to Janet, her current clerk and secretary, "Call all government personnel for a meeting."

Janet's eyes lit up, as if thinking of something.

"Yes, Mayor!"

Meanwhile, Miskatonic University.

The Green Covenant team has conducted a very detailed investigation of the eastern suburbs, and obtained some key evidence from it.

Now that they are back to pack their things, they will go to Innsmouth tonight to prevent this disaster from happening.

In the small living room, Dr. Morgan asked, "Are you in such a hurry?"

Kingston nodded: "It seems that things are a little serious, we must get over it as soon as possible."

Morgan immediately warned: "You have to be careful. Next, you may not only face those monsters. The army has completely surrounded Arkham and Innsmouth. I suspect that they are planning to do something wrong."

After hearing this, Kingston smiled at ease: "Don't worry about that. With the Mayor of Arkham sitting here, those troops will definitely not be a burden on us."

When the others heard this, they nodded in agreement.

Having experienced this, they knew very well how powerful and terrifying the young mayor was.

With the mayor's character and temperament, he will never give up his city.

Joseph, who was very confident and piercing before, sneered and said, "That group of narrow-minded and ignorant guys, they have absolutely no idea what kind of terror they are about to face."

Gina on the side said lightly, "Just like a guy."

"..." Joseph opened his mouth, but was speechless.

This incident, I'm afraid it will become a shadow in his whole life.

"Okay, let's go as soon as you're ready."

At seven o'clock in the afternoon, seven people in simple disguise took their luggage and boarded the coach to Innsmouth in twos and threes.

Starting at this time, it will take three hours to arrive at Innsmouth at ten o'clock in the evening.

And this time period in Innsmouth can be said to be very dangerous.

Watching the group of martyrs leave, Ross turned around and returned to his yard.

"Great master, can they succeed?" asked Hina, who was standing aside.

Ross shook his head: "No."

"However, maybe I can help them when I'm in a good mood."

After hearing this, Hina said with admiration: "They will appreciate your gift and greatness."

Ross smiled slightly: "Okay, these little bugs are working so hard, we can't fall behind, everything must be handled before dawn tomorrow."

"Yes, great master."

Eight o'clock in the evening, Arkham Sanatorium.

Four trucks entered the sanatorium compound under dim lights, and then boxes after boxes of supplies were carried into the sanatorium building by a group of burly youths.

Dr. Morsi stood aside at this time, opened a box, and saw a silver-gray spherical machine in the middle of the fluffy weeds.

This is the blood separator he needs most this time.

In the future, such machines will be needed a lot.

Along with the arrival of the supplies, there was also a middle-aged man wearing a very casual jacket.

The middle-aged man looks about forty years old, stands 1.8 meters tall, and has a fairly robust build. He wears an ordinary brown jacket on his upper body. His brown-black hair has natural curls, which makes his head look like a chicken coop. .

The middle-aged man has a very broad face with Chinese characters, a pair of glasses on the bridge of his tall nose, and a gray stubble on his chin. He looks quite vicissitudes.

The middle-aged man who got out of the car looked around cautiously, and his eyes narrowed slightly when he saw the main building of the Arkham Sanatorium.

"Hey! My old friend! Wayne!" After seeing the middle-aged man, Dr. Morsi walked over enthusiastically, and immediately opened his arms.

At this time, the middle-aged man who was cautiously looking around was relieved when he saw Dr. Morsi again~www.mtlnovel.com~ and then happily greeted him: "Long time no see, Morsi."

The two were very happy hugging each other, and they seemed to have a pretty good relationship.

"To be honest, I was hesitant in my heart after receiving your call, because... the scene you mentioned is a little too dreamy, and the dreamy is a little unrealistic." Wayne sighed.

Morsi laughed after hearing this: "I understand, if you suddenly told me, I would also feel unrealistic."

"But you're still here, my old friend."

Wayne smiled: "Anyway, I have nowhere else to go, so I can only try here."

"That group of people are still chasing you?" Morsi frowned slightly after hearing this.

Wayne nodded: "They always wanted to take me back, but unfortunately, these idiots are not as smart as me."

Speaking, he stretched out his hands and murmured, "I don't even know how many of their people I killed now."

The two fell silent for a while.

Wayne's past was very painful, even if he was free now, the organization would not let him go.

"Don't worry! This is Arkham. You have absolute safety here. When those guys come here, there is only one way to die!" Morsi vowed.

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