Chapter 209 Join the Murder Club (please vote!)
Chen Lun exited the extreme state and let out a sigh of relief.
Mr. Hu walked quickly and laughed twice. Before he could speak, Chen Lun stretched out a green-light hand to treat his injuries.
"Um...thank you, Silver Pot!"
It felt the pain slowing down, and then realized that its injury was serious.
"It turns out that you also have the talent of the Pot Clan. I think this is correct. It is definitely the 'Crazy Pot Heart'!"
Mr. Hu remembered the surging blood energy he saw on Chen Lun just now and couldn't help but whisper.
"Maybe you also have the blood of our Pot clan flowing through your body... Aha! We are destined companions!"
It patted Chen Lun on the shoulder, looking a little more cordial than before.
[Mr. Hu’s favorability towards you has increased! Currently for respect! 】
Chen Lun was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this would also gain Mr. Hu's extra favorability.
Mr. Ping slowly came to his side without speaking. But it had an apology on its face, obviously because of the battle just now, it didn't help much.
Chen Lun patted the bronze bottle body and said nothing.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain beginning to surge through his internal organs, but he endured it without making a sound, and his expression remained as usual.
I secretly opened the panel and took a look, and found that my health had dropped to more than half. Part of this was due to burning and consumption after turning on the extreme state, and part of it was due to Akbin's disease.
And the negative state of "visceral failure" has not disappeared.
'Akbin is still very difficult to deal with... If he now has the strength of his previous life, maybe I will not be his opponent if I activate the extreme state. ’
Chen Lun thought to himself.
"Mr. Jack, here."
Akbin threw over a tube of potion.
Chen Lun received a prompt box after taking it, and then he drank it with confidence, which relieved the negative status of the disease. Immediately, he used the [Jingzhe] bookmark and spent more than fifty sanity points to restore his life to a healthy state again.
The pain disappeared, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Akbin turned and walked towards Drinker on the ground. After the latter got rid of the control of the armor, Chen Lun had already released his sheep transformation.
Drinker first fought a bloody battle with Mr. Hu, and then suffered a blow from Chen Lun's wings in his extreme state. At this time, he was seriously injured and fell into coma.
Akbin expressionlessly took out medicines, scalpels, suture needles and other medical tools and gave him on-site treatment.
After a while.
After confirming that Drinker's life was not in danger, Akbin stood up.
"Mr. Jack, you do not need to sign a contract to join the 'Murder Club'...but you must pray to the 'King of Slaughter' and recite His honorable name."
Akbin's voice was low and solemn.
"This is a rule of the club and a condition for blessing."
"No problem."
Chen Lun knew this rule and nodded.
Seeing this, Akbin whispered a taboo. Chen Lun listened quietly and then read out:
"Murder trafficker, contract witness, killer protector... Great King of Slaughter, please lower your eyes, I will send you the most pious wine in exchange for the most exciting murder!"
Ding dong!
There was a distant sound of clinking glasses.
Accompanied by a chuckle.
"I bear witness."
The deep male voice came from nowhere.
Chen Lun once again felt that he was being swept by distant eyes, and his breathing couldn't help but stagnate.
He knew that that was the angel of the conspiracy faction, Conrad!
The next second.
Chen Lun received the reminder that he had opened the bonds of the "Mutual Aid Association" and the "Murder Club", and his current favorability was neutral.
"Okay, our mission to Amber City has been accomplished. We will not interfere with the circus anymore..."
Akbin said.
He then took out a black iron box and an exquisitely carved empty wine glass, and handed them to Chen Lun.
"The iron box is an 'altar', a carrier used to deliver extraordinary wine... The wine glass is a token that can call the spiritual messenger of the 'Murder Club'. You can ask it any questions you have.
I don't have the habit of raising messengers from the spirit world... If you want to contact me, you can ask him to deliver it to you. ”
Chen Lun took the two things and smiled softly.
"Okay, I get it."
He thought for a while and took out two bottles of wine, namely "Heding Green" and "Sage's Time".
"This bottle of wine was handed over to the 'Murder Club' according to the rules, and the other bottle of wine was given to you personally, Mr. Ackbin... This battle is a misunderstanding. Let's make friends."
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Akbin glanced at him quietly, his eyes a little complicated.
After a while, he took two bottles of wine.
"Thank you, these are two nice extraordinary wines, Mr. Jack."
"You're welcome... Oh, by the way, when Mr. Drinker wakes up, don't forget to tell him that he still owes me a life."
Chen Lun put on his black hat again and smiled politely.
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Inner city of Amber City.
Black Messenger Square.
A blond bard was playing the harp by the fountain and singing melodious songs.
Pedestrians dressed in rich attire came and went. Many people were attracted by the beautiful melody and stopped to listen.
But they left quickly, not even willing to leave a single silver baron behind, and shook their heads in disdain as they left.
The reason is simple, that is, the content of the bard's songs is too exaggerated and very vulgar.
"Hey, you, did you really kill the terrible sea monster on the far east coast?"
A boy in a beret came up to the bard and interrupted his chanting.
"Of course! Not only that, I have also seen their leader, which is a huge sea monster more than ten meters long. It is covered with invulnerable dark green scales. It looks ugly and ferocious. It's a pity...my sword is only He slashed it but failed to kill it and let it run away."
The blond bard stopped playing, with a look of sadness and regret on his face, and said with his hands on his hips.
The little boy licked the ice cream and sneered.
"It's just you? The latest volume of "The Adventures of Philip" is not as bragging as you... After all, the protagonist had to go through a lot of hard work to defeat the big devil of the dark kingdom. He was also seriously injured. Why can't you do anything? No?”
"That's because I'm more powerful! You know, the person standing in front of you is the greatest bard in the Sun Continent, Alex! What kind of small role is Philip, who dares to compare with me?"
The blond young man dismissed it.
When the little boy heard this, he immediately became unhappy. Before he could wipe the cream off his mouth, he pointed at Alex and said:
"Philip is not a small character! He is a hero! A hero who saves the world!"
The little boy made a face.
"You are a minor character! The braggart who performs here!"
"You bastard! Be careful I turn into a dragon in your dream and eat you!"
Alex was about to roll up his sleeves and teach the little guy a lesson, but the boy laughed and ran away. His mother grabbed his ears and started crying.
Looking at mother and son walking away, Alex rolled his eyes.
He sat slumped by the pool, looked at the hat lying upside down on the ground in front of him, there was not a single copper in it, and he sighed deeply.
"Heroes don't get the treatment of heroes..."
He patted the bronze statue of the Black Messenger standing next to him and said in a dissatisfied tone:
"It makes this guy a hero."
Ding ding!
The sound of coins colliding was heard.
Alex was surprised to find that there were two more silver coins in his hat.
Looking up, he found a stooped old woman looking at him kindly.
This old lady has white hair and wrinkles all over her head. Although her black clothes are not exquisite and expensive, they are very clean. On the old hat on the head, there is also a small purple chrysanthemum that can be seen everywhere.
"This world is not easy... Young man, I have listened to your performance. It is wonderful. Although the money is not much, I hope you will accept it. I can only do this."
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Alex raised his eyebrows and saluted with his chest in a very gentlemanly manner.
"Thank you very much, elder."
The old woman laughed twice, waved her hands, and prepared to leave tremblingly.
Then Alex stopped her.
"Madam, you are the first sincere listener today. Please let me play a song for you alone."
"Oh, I'm honored, young man..."
The old lady was a little surprised, but she stopped and listened with a smile.
Alex plucked the harp, and the beautiful notes seemed to leap out like clear springs. He closed his eyes and devoted himself deeply to singing.
Finally he sang:
"He quietly sheds his radiance, filling the valleys and jungles. My soul once again eliminates all worries.
He also sent his gentle eyes, illuminating my dreams, like a grandmother’s doting eyes, watching my destiny..."
After the song ended, the old lady clapped gently and nodded.
Alex asked:
"What do you think?"
"A very beautiful melody, very beautiful lyrics..."
Alex smiled wider.
"This is written by a fan of mine. It's a pity that he didn't write anything else, otherwise I wouldn't have to sing about my glorious deeds all day long."
He gradually opened up his conversation and asked the old lady:
"You don't seem to be a local here?"
"Yeah..."
The old lady nodded, showed an amiable smile, and her eyes showed expectation.
"I just came here to see my relatives...I haven't seen them for a long time and I miss them very much."
Alex raised his eyebrows, bent down and took out the two silver coins from his hat, separated one out and gave it back to the old lady.
"This is for you. I hope you have a safe journey and see your loved ones."
He seemed to see that the old lady was not rich, so he said.
The old lady was a little surprised, holding the silver jue in her hand, and gave her last smile:
"Thank you. You are a kind young man. May the moonlight bless you."
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Newsboys ran on the streets, waving newspapers in their hands and shouting:
"Big news! Big news! The royal family is attacked! War is about to begin!!"
Pedestrians passing by heard the news and paid attention. Many men stopped the newsboy, then took out five copper coins and bought a newspaper.
Amid the exclamations, the newsboy quickly sold most of the newspapers and was happily counting the copper coins when suddenly a tall figure came to him.
"Bring me two newspapers and give me a box of Sunshine cigarettes."
The newsboy looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a beard.
"Ah, sir, there are exactly two copies left...here."
The newsboy rummaged through his satchel, which was larger than his upper body, took out two newspapers and a box of cigarettes, and handed them over.
Golov gave twenty-seven copper coins and returned to the carriage parked on the roadside with the things.
"Miss Maggie, this is today's newspaper."
He handed one of them into the curtain of the carriage, and a voice came from inside:
"Thank you, Golov."
"You're welcome."
Golov responded.
He set out the day before yesterday according to the group leader's order, and just brought Miss Maggie back today.
Driving the carriage toward Jack's Manor, he opened the cigarette case, lit one for himself, and then opened the newspaper.
"Huh?"(End of Chapter)