Dong Mountain.
Peach Blossom Valley Silver Oak Union Club.
This was the favorite gathering place of Olro's underground mercenaries. Some insider information usually circulated here.
Be it the Darkness Palace, the Plantagenet Dynasty, the Grand Alliance of Eastern Europe, the Teutonic Knights, the extremely low-key Temple Knights, the small boat club, or even the arrogant Eden Army, they had all set up a station here.
Other than that.
There were also many stragglers who liked to wander around here to see if they could get a source of genetic potions or enhancers.
Today, two people who had never been here before appeared in the Silver Oak Union Club.
The leaders of the Mayflower Union Club, Governor Josiah and Law Enforcer Eric Jr..
Their arrival.
Actually, they were here to see Lin Dong.
They wanted to see if they could break through the mental barrier and enter ESP after gene repair.
On the surface, they also had an obvious mission, which was to expand the influence of the Mayflower Union Club and to cooperate with the traditional forces of Olro.
"Mr. Philip, it's nice to see you. Can I sit here?" Josiah found that the Silver Oak Union Club seemed to know that he was coming. The Wandering Knight Hall, which was decorated in a medieval style, was full of people. He looked around at the people in the hall, ignoring the Griffin's provocative gaze, and nodded amicably at the wary Johnathan and Remiga to show his gentlemanly demeanor. Finally, he ordered a glass of brandy from the counter and walked to Philip's side.
"Of course, there are no restrictions here. We welcome every friend!" Philip was a gentleman, and he raised his glass gracefully.
"Thank you very much." Josiah sat next to Philip and knocked on the counter with his index finger. "I don't know how to express my sincerity. How about a drink?"
"His Excellency the Governor is truly generous!" The Griffin sneered as he picked up the wine cup in his hand and downed it in one gulp.
"You should be grateful, Griffin, because you will soon run out of money to drink if the governor doesn't show up in time." Don Quixote laughed so hard that he almost fell down. Of all the genetic warriors, Griffon was undoubtedly the poorest one.
Although he wasn't so poor that he couldn't even afford a drink.
But he was close to the point where he needed to turn around and leave as soon as he saw a friend.
The reason was that Griffon's old debts had not been settled, and new ones had been added to them, and there was no sign of them being paid. His friends did not mention it, but he himself was ashamed of it.
The problem was, who asked him to buy crazily every time he saw Lin Dong introduce something new?
If there was a Mafia on Dong Mountain.
Griffon was definitely the most hardcore member.
"There's free alcohol to drink, what's so bad about that!" Zhao Daniu laughed out loud. "But when it comes to sugar-coated cannonballs, we usually eat the sugar coating and shoot the cannonball back."
"Treat us to a glass of wine. It's not that exaggerated. We came with good intentions this time, so you don't have to worry about us causing trouble. In fact, we're trying our best to mend the relationship that was damaged because of the misunderstanding between us," Josiah calmly explained.
"Misunderstanding?" Big Ivan shook his head. He played with the wine glass in his hand as if it was a treasure in the world. "You said it was a misunderstanding?"
"They're used to killing and setting fire to other people's homes and calling it a misunderstanding." Zhao Daniu shrugged.
"Isn't it bringing freedom and democracy to other people's homes?" Big Ivan added.
"Isn't that what you used to do?" William poked at them.
"Hey, Mr. William, my dear friend, can we not quarrel today? We need to unite against the outside world, and not let outsiders see us quarreling and think that they can take advantage of us! "Big Ivan was furious.
"Well, I have to admit, you're much more pleasing to the eye than before!" William raised his glass at Big Ivan.
"I forgive you!" Big Ivan's anger came and went quickly. It was settled with a glass of wine.
"Ahem, Eric Jr., what happened to your face?" Charlemagne, the representative of the Plantagenet Dynasty, noticed that Eric Jr.'s face was as white as a sheet, with an unhealthy shade of green. He could not help but be curious. "Were you assassinated? Or was it poisoned by someone? Eric Jr., are you trying to tell me that as someone's target of hatred, you need to run to Dong Mountain to take refuge? "
"You've misunderstood …" Eric Jr. gently put down the glass in his hand. It was not filled with wine but a glass of water. He coughed slightly. "Ahem, I'm just sick. It's not what you think. I'm fine. No one tried to assassinate me, and no one poisoned me …"
"Eric Jr., your words are completely unbelievable!" Griffon snorted in annoyance. "We don't care about your internal affairs, but you don't have to cover for them! To be honest, as an enemy, no, you and I are no longer enemies. As a competitor, I may hate the old you, but it doesn't mean that I can accept that you've become like this and turn a blind eye to it! "
"You're thinking too much, Griffin. It's not what you think!" Eric Jr. was exasperated. Are you going to avenge me? He pointed at his forehead. "There's nothing wrong with me. I just overused my brain a little!"
"Overused your brain?" Philip and the others looked at Eric Jr. in surprise.
This answer was out of everyone's expectations.
Eric Jr. really overused his brain.
That's why he ended up like this?
What on earth was he thinking about to make himself look like this?
Jonathan silently slid in front of Eric Jr.. His expression was serious as he scrutinized Eric Jr.. "Have you awakened your spiritual power?"
Eric Jr. looked at Josiah. Josiah made a gesture. After receiving Eric Jr.'s affirmation, Eric Jr. nodded slightly. "I don't know. I'm as curious as you are, but I don't know what happened! In short, I don't know if I've awakened my spiritual power either! "
"God, so that's why you're here, right?" Griffon suddenly realized.
"Cooperation is our goal. Meeting Mr. Wood and asking him to take a look at Eric Jr. is just a bonus," Josiah said with a smile.
"I won't believe a word you say!" Zhao Daniu refused to believe such a ridiculous excuse.
No one here was an idiot.
So …
It was better not to say such an excuse that even a three-year-old wouldn't be able to fool. Otherwise, it would make everyone feel awkward.
Philip seemed to be lost in some kind of memory. He didn't speak for a long time.
Until Josiah looked at him.
He seemed to have woken up from a dream.
"Mr. Philip, you've encountered a situation like Eric Jr.'s before, right?" Josiah wanted to get a certificate from Philip.
"We did have people who awakened their spiritual power before, and it wasn't just one person, but their situation was different from Eric Jr.." Philip sorted out his thoughts and swirled his glass. "Their genes focused on the brain mutation, but that doesn't mean their bodies aren't strong. Without a strong body to support it, spiritual development is said to be very painful. I didn't think much of spiritual power development before because I rarely came into contact with this aspect. Looking at the current situation, Eric Jr.'s reaction is slightly more serious, or at least more serious than I thought … "
"Yes, I also think that the mind and the body are mutually developed. There must be a huge connection between the two." William put down his glass and proposed his idea. "Every one of us genetic warriors has obviously become stronger. It's just that we still can't use it properly."
"Aren't you talking nonsense? Why is Mr. Wood so strong? It must be because of the dual development of the mind and the body, a combination of the two. Otherwise, how did he open up God's Forbidden Zone in his brain? Without the development of God's Forbidden Zone, could he have invented so many 'super technological inventions'? This was the truth that was laid bare before them! Of course, I think that no matter how much spiritual power is developed, Mr. Wood won't become a legendary magician. He can't release fireballs or lightning from his hands. His spiritual power may be like a radar, constantly scanning the surroundings and identifying friend and foe, but he won't be able to summon any elements and turn them into storm giants, flame giants, ice giants, mountain giants, and so on … "Big Ivan had long thought that Lin Dong had extraordinary spiritual power.
If he didn't have extraordinary mental strength.
How did he get out of Death Canyon? How did the mechanism discover it?
Purgatory? How did the spider that fell from the sky discover it? Also, he was the only one who knew that the lichens on the riverbank were small insects. Therefore, Mr. Wood's spiritual power was like an infrared scanner, always distinguishing between friend and foe. Otherwise, he could not be omniscient like a god.
"I also don't think Mr. Wood will summon flame giants!" Don Quixote raised his glass to show his 100% agreement.
"But even if there are flame giants in the world, he can still kill them with one strike of his sword!" Pan Sha complemented him tacitly, and then the two of them smashed their glasses together.
Seeing the two of them acting like clowns.
The genetic warriors who were familiar with each other all burst out laughing.
Don Quixote did not say it, but those who were really close to Lin Dong all knew.
Lin Dong used Qi.
A concept completely different from Western spiritual power.
In the eyes of Phillip and the others, Lin Dong was using a type of energy, a type of energy that was a combination of the traditional Western blood energy and spiritual energy. Moreover, this type of energy could be converted into multiple attributes, and could be used to attack or defend. It could even be used to heal some injuries that were not too serious, especially when it came to treating internal injuries.
The conclusion of the internal research on Lin Dong in the Dark Palace was that this young man's genetic medicine was not conceived by opening up the brain.
Instead, it was the result of his experiments on various animals using Qi.
Therefore.
Qi, this kind of invisible energy.
It definitely had the ability to change genes, or at least strengthen genes and promote human evolution.
Although Josiah and Eric Jr. were no longer enemies, they were definitely not friends either.
Philip did not want them to know any more, and Don Quixote and Pan Sha's deliberate playfulness to divert the topic was exactly what he wanted. If possible, he did not even want these two to set foot in the field of spiritual power awakening, and he did not want them to conduct in-depth research in this field … But Josiah and Eric Jr.'s knowledge was extraordinary, and it was almost impossible for them to give up on this new discovery.
"They are really full of energy!" Josiah saw that the faces of everyone in the hall were bursting with energy, and everyone's face was blooming with smiles.
"Yes!" Philip laughed with a double meaning, "The people of the new era are always full of energy!"
"Has the new era begun?" Josiah sighed slightly.
"Josiah, the new era is generous, and I believe it belongs to everyone who is willing to accept its arrival." Philip put down his glass, stood up, and gave Josiah a noble salute, "Thank you very much for your wine, but an old man like me who can't keep up with the times needs to do more to speed up the pace, so as not to be left behind by the rapid advancement of the new era! Goodbye! "
"Goodbye, Mr. Philip!" Josiah had a smile on his face, but there was a strong sense of crisis in his heart.
As strong as the Dark Palace.
They still needed to go all out to welcome the arrival of the new era.
What about himself? But he had to divert his energy to compete with the judicial team and maintain the future development of the Mayflower United Clan … In contrast, he always had a stupid teammate who kept dragging him down, and he was afraid that he would be left far behind by the new genetic humans in the hall!
Perhaps he should harden his heart and make some decisions with courage.
Otherwise.
Not only himself.
The entire Mayflower United Clan, and even the entire Eye of God, might become the dust of history.
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