Chapter 467
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"Alright." Dudian casually said: "Pick a few outstanding potion masters and set up a research group. Give them the rest of the beauty wine. I'll write down the analytical formula and give it to them. Let them follow the formula."
"Analytical formula?" Hawkeye was surprised: "Do you understand potions?"
Dudian waved his hand as he didn't want to waste time with him.
Hawkeye responded and turned back.
Dudian took out a piece of paper and wrote down the distillation method and chromatography method. He threw it to the side. He didn't intend to delve into the field of poison analysis. In fact, he didn't even think about how to run the 9th region.
"The twelve districts of the Dark Church, no matter which district, in the end, is just a chess piece in the hands of the Monastery. Moreover, it's just a stepping stone for the Holy Church. No matter how good one's performance is, they can only be called the king on the chessboard. Their whole life is controlled by others. If they immerse themselves in it and enjoy it, that's the greatest tragedy and stupidity."
"If you want to get rid of the control then you have to cut off the player's fingers."
Dudian's eyes flashed with a trace of coldness.
The Monastery made him return to the outer wall. It would be the most regretful thing for the Monastery in the future!
This time he would make good use of the resources and time in his hands. He would build enough strength to compete with the inner wall before the next crisis came!
This power didn't come from the dark church nor the Holy Church. Even if he used the entire power of the outer wall they wouldn't be able to compete with the inner wall. He had to use the power outside of the chessboard to overturn the chessboard!
He called Hawkeye who was outside.
"Elder." Hawkeye held the list of potion masters in his hand as he looked at Dudian. He didn't know what the new elder wanted him to do. Hawkeye had a little fear in his heart. The new master had a completely different style from Kerry. One was arrogant while the other was low-key and cautious.
Dudian asked: "How many god's blessings do we have in the warehouse?"
Hawkeye didn't understand: "I haven't counted it recently. But the last time I counted it was enough to upgrade seven intermediate knights to grand knights. What do you mean?"
"I want all of them." Dean glanced at him, "Don't end your sentence with a question."
Hawkeye's heart jumped, bowed his head and said: "Yes."
"Go, bring it to me as soon as possible." Dean said: "In addition, if there is a sale on the market, buy it. Don't worry about money. Tell me when there is a shortage."
"Yes." Hawkeye nodded, but he was secretly surprised. He knew that the new Elder was ready to make a big move. He did not dare to neglect and quickly left.
Not long after.
Hawkeye returned to the headquarters. Several dark knights brought huge black boxes to Dean's room. Hawkeye respectfully said: "Sir, these are the blessings of God in the warehouse. There are also some left for the basic daily mission expenses of the 9th district. Do you want me to take them for you?"
"Not for now." Dean got up and opened a black box. It was full of old-fashioned syringes. The syringes were filled with a pink liquid, like diluted blood. It was God's blessing!
Hawkeye looked at Dean's expression. He waved to the dark knights who were responsible for the transportation and signaled them to leave.
Hawkeye carefully looked at Dean after all the people left: "Elder, is there anything else you want me to do?"
"No, you can go out." Dean squatted down and gently stroked the old-fashioned syringes.
Hawkeye looked at him and left the room. He closed the door and saw Dean put back a syringe of God's blessing into the box.
Click.
The door was closed.
Dean picked up the syringe of God's blessing and rolled up the sleeve of his right arm. He pondered for a moment before inserting the syringe into his blood vessels and slowly injecting it into his body.
He had learned the knowledge of the old era so he knew about the serious consequences of blood type conflict. He knew about the abnormal changes caused by the genetic conflict. He felt a chill when he first saw the so-called God's blessing when he was a scavenger. He always felt that this thing was extremely imperfect. Moreover, it was hiding something terrible or a conspiracy. He couldn't believe that the giant wall world could solve the problem that couldn't be solved in the old era.
However, with the passing of the years, as well as the years of contact and understanding, he knew that absorbing the blessings of God was the only way to become stronger, even if the ultimate price was destruction.
Previously he had the magic marks of the infected so he could take a shortcut and directly absorb the cold crystals to enhance his strength. But the price was the loss of feeling in his left hand. Now that he didn't have the magic marks of the infected he could only rely on the God's blessing created by the Monster Research Institute.
"I don't know what kind of secret is hidden in the Monster Research Institute …" Dean secretly thought as he injected the syringe of God's blessing into his arm.
Very soon, a tube of God's Blessing was injected into his arm. He felt that his arm was a little cold, as if a stream of ice had entered his body. However, the cold soon turned into a burning sensation, as if something was being torn apart.
This blazing heat appeared very quickly and disappeared just as quickly. In the blink of an eye, everything returned to normal.
Dean looked at the needle hole in his arm and continued to inject the second syringe of God's blessing. With his current physique he could still feel the burning sensation after absorbing God's blessing which meant that it was still effective.
From the evolution point of view, he had just been promoted to senior hunter level. So the God's blessing could still satisfy the desire of the cells.
Soon the second syringe of God's blessing was injected into his arm and the burning sensation appeared again.
Dean didn't stop but continued to absorb until he injected eighteen syringe of God's blessing. In addition to the burning sensation, there was a slight swelling pain in his arm. He immediately stopped the absorption. According to the instructions of God's blessing, this was a sign of short-term saturation. If he continued to inject the syringe of God's blessing it would cause the capillaries to rupture. If he continued to inject the syringe of God's blessing then it would cause internal bleeding and damage to the important organs.
"I can absorb about twenty syringe of God's blessing at a time …" Dean felt that his strength had obviously increased a lot. But compared to his overall strength it was very weak. A normal senior hunter needed to absorb tens of thousands of syringe of God's blessing to reach the limit of senior hunter.
"It will take a few hours for me to continue to absorb. On average I can absorb three syringe of God's blessing a day. According to the calculation of eighteen syringe of God's blessing each time, it will take about five months to absorb tens of thousands of syringe of God's blessing." Dean's eyes flashed as he calculated in his mind. His physique would reach the limit of senior hunter level in half a year. At that time he would be able to show the strength of the Splitter magic marks which would be further enhanced. At least he would be able to surpass Francis who was the captain of the saints.
This kind of speed of improvement was considered slow for him.
But this was the normal efficiency of the people in the outer wall and even the inner wall. Even if there was a continuous supply of resources it was impossible to become fat in one bite. Otherwise it would be too terrifying. Any big consortium or family could hoard enough resources and create more than a dozen strong people in an instant. The battle would be completely chaotic.
Dean's eyes fell on the syringe of God's blessing in the box. He picked one up and carefully observed it: "Cold crystal can also enhance the physique. Although the sequelae are serious, but it proves that cold crystal does have a physical enhancement component. God's blessing should be extracted from the syringe of God's blessing. But the characteristic of cold crystal is that it absorbs heat and turns into ice. I don't know what the pink substance is and where it came from."
"Aisha said that she was able to climb over the Wall of Sighs when she was eight or nine years old. So the Dragon clan should have a special method to improve people's strength quickly. Otherwise it would be impossible for a newborn child to inject God's blessing every day. Moreover a baby can only withstand one syringe of God's blessing at the age of eight or nine. It's impossible for her to climb over the Wall of Sighs by relying on God's blessing alone."
"Unless she has wings like me. But it doesn't look like she is hiding her wings."
"Devil family …"
Dean's eyes flashed. There was a trace of unwillingness in his heart. He would be able to speed up his growth if he could get the secrets of the Monster Research Institute or the Devil Family. However, there was the sigh wall. Even if he could sneak into the inner wall, it would be difficult to sneak into the Monster Research Institute and steal their secrets. Not to mention sneaking into the Devil Family.
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