Becoming An Ancient God From Blood Therapy Chapter 178

After a busy day, I came home to Ross's comfortable soaking tub.

Sitting across from the misty water vapor was Lilith.

At this time, the hot water temperature made her smooth and tender skin white and powdery, which was very attractive.

At this time, the jet-black hair changed into human hands, massaging Ross's whole body.

"It seems that this incident has attracted the attention of many mice to us." Ross said comfortably, leaning on the edge.

Lilith snorted: "The extraordinary organizations we have now investigated include the Life Builder, the Blackwater Detective, the Egg of the Black Goat, and the intelligence offices of the three major empires."

"There are also many ordinary forces, most of which are gangsters and mercenary organizations. These people sneaked into Arkham in batches at this time, which has indeed brought a lot of problems to the city's security."

Ross said casually: "These are small things that my police officers and enthusiastic citizens can handle. What I'm more worried about now is the oppression of all parties here."

"There is a queen in the provinces of the empire, and there are no other problems so far, but among the people, there are many rumors that are not very good for us." Lilith said.

Ross: "This is only one aspect. On the other hand, there are the major nobles and chaebols of the empire. If nothing else, Marquis Froude, who has close cooperation with the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce, seems to be ready to cause us some trouble. "

"In addition, the White Oak rating agency also set our market rating as "not recommended for investment" because of the issue of the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce, which has a lot of bad influence on the expansion of the city."

Lilith asked tentatively, "Then I will send someone to kill them all?"

After hearing this, Ross laughed, stretched out his hand and took Lilith into his arms and said, "Although killing can solve many problems, in terms of finance and business, killing can't solve the problem, we can't take all the money in the world. Everyone was killed."

"What we need to do now is to increase their confidence in us here, which requires not only our own policies and reputation, but also the lobbying work of professionals."

Hearing this, Lilith's eyes suddenly lit up and said, "Master, I probably know what to do."

"Alright then, let's go and go to bed."

The next morning, Borg stared at the rising sun with dark circles under his eyes, and he was still a little excited.

He didn't sleep all night last night. Although it was very quiet and safe here, he just couldn't sleep. He was always thinking about what he would become in the future.

And after becoming like that, how do you get back those things that belong to you?

There was a knock on the door, the voice always seemed to be laughing, and a magnetic voice came: "Mr. Suike, let's have breakfast together! After the meal, I will be responsible for sending Mr. Suike to Arkham Sanatorium."

Berg hurriedly turned around and opened the door, just in time to see the mature and tall Father Hearst looking at him with a smile.

"Excuse me," Borg said politely.

He had a long chat with Father Hearst last night, and it can be said that they hit it off right away.

Father Hirst seemed to understand his situation and his inner thoughts very well, which resonated strongly in his lonely heart.

At the same time, Father Hearst did not let him put down his hatred and use love to influence others like those hypocritical clergy.

Instead, he actually gave him an idea, how to face his father, how to disguise himself to deceive his eldest brother, and how to directly seize power when the key is right.

Borg is very fortunate to meet this understanding priest.

He listened to his complaints for two hours with such selflessness and patience, and then spent another hour helping him plan future plans.

"Last night, thank you very much for your listening and advice." At the dinner table, Borg sincerely thanked him.

Father Hirst said with a very happy smile on his face: "The people who are favored by the mayor have a special past, and it is my duty to help them solve their inner problems."

Looking at this joy and joy from the heart, Borg felt more and more the greatness of the priest, as well as the strength and foresight of the Mayor of Arkham.

After breakfast, Father Hearst drove Borg to Arkham Sanatorium by himself, and then handed it over to Dr. Morsi himself, watching Borg disappear into the corridor with a smile on his face.

"Father, the corners of your mouth have reached your ears." A thick voice sounded.

Hirst turned his head to look, just in time to see Kurvin in a white coat walking over with a smile on his face.

At this moment, Hirst's overreaching smile, which seemed to have succeeded in a demon's trick, became more presumptuous, and said, "I can lead a lost child to the journey and let him look directly at his true self, which always brings me great joy and happiness."

"Then what? Under your guidance, what kind of tragedy will he have in the future?" Kurvin knew the devil in the guise of a priest very well.

Father Hirst said with a smile: "In the future, he will kill his two brothers and put his father under house arrest. In order to prevent the inheritance from falling, he is going to marry his own sister."

Hearing this, Kurwen tutted, "It's really a road full of blood and darkness."

Father Hirst said with a smile, "It's all his own choice, I just released his true self."

During the conversation between the two, Hina came over and said, "There seems to be a special problem in the French Highlands. I'm short of manpower, so the two of you come to help."

"it is good."

The two readily agreed and left the underground space of Arkham Sanatorium ~www.mtlnovel.com~. After cleaning, Borg was lying quietly on the operating table in blue patient clothes.

At this time, there were about a dozen needles beside him, and the containers at the top of these needles contained milky white liquid and dark red liquid.

These liquids seem to have their own lives, and they seem to be wriggling in them, looking very strange.

Wei En, who was beside the bed, smiled and said, "Relax, there will be no danger."

There is a medical room separated from here by a door.

With the help of Debbie, Morsi carefully dissolved the drop of black blood in the fusion blood, and then divided the fusion blood into ten parts and diluted them in ten syringes respectively.

Debbie was fascinated by the dark blood: "It's amazing."

At this time, Morsi also said with a look of admiration: "Our current technology is really different from that of the young master. The young master only needs to use the flesh to completely process this drop of the blood of the ancestors and change them to be relatively compatible with human genes. This is simply It's the ability to dream."

Naturally, the drop of the ancestor's blood yesterday could not be directly inputted. After being treated in the body overnight, Ross handed it over to Morsi this morning.

"The mayor is really great!"

Debbie clenched her fists tightly and completed one of her daily tasks with a blushing face, praising the mayor.

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