Chapter 513
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It didn't take long for two dragon attendants to bring a box. There were some small bottles inside. Dean had seen the God's marrows before. In addition to the God's marrows there were eight finger-long transparent bottles. There were eight Parasitic Soul Worms in different shapes.
These Parasitic Soul Worms had different appearances. Some looked like caterpillars, green and soft. Some were black and had soft tentacles that looked like snails. Some looked like iron nematodes, and their bodies were silver and looked like thin threads.
At a glance, Dean saw that there were eight rare named monsters.
"These are the resources for you. It will be enough for you to stimulate your magic marks in half a month." Ian handed the box to Dean: "Take it. If you want to get these resources in the future, you have to earn it yourself."
Dean nodded. He knew that this matter wasn't without harm. Although he could collect eight rare Parasitic Soul Worms with his previous identity as the ninth elder of the dark church but it was hard to say how much time he would have. As for the God's marrows he would have to spend a lot of effort to get them. Moreover the amount of God's marrows he wouldn't be able to get enough.
Although his new invention could give him the power to protect himself but if his physique was too weak then he would be assassinated by the other side. After all, the invention was an external force. He didn't have the ability and materials to make a missile or a nuclear reactor. Even if he did he wouldn't be able to protect himself.
After all, in front of a non-human powerhouse like the pioneer, no matter how powerful the weapon was, it would be useless. He would be killed before he could launch it.
He took the box and returned to the empty room upstairs that Ian had told him about. This room used to be filled with junk. It was covered in dust, and there were some spider webs in the corner. He cleaned it up a little and only emptied the bed. He didn't care about the rest. He didn't plan on staying here for long anyway.
He opened the box and took out the God's marrows. He opened the bottle and sniffed it. It was similar to the batch of God's marrows that Hathaway gave him last time.
He pondered for a moment and decided to find something else to try first. After all, he had no idea how many people he had to pass the God's Marrow to in the process of it being delivered to him. If someone tried to harm him and mixed a little poison into the God's Marrow, he could inject it into his body. No matter how strong his physique was, he would still fall for it.
His eyes flickered as he suddenly thought of the golden-haired young man from before. His heart skipped a beat, and after a moment of hesitation, he made up his mind.
At night.
Dean came to Eugene's room and knocked on the door.
The door opened quickly. Eugene looked at Dean: "It's you? You're still awake? "
Dean smiled: "No, I want to talk to you."
Eugene was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and said, "Sure, I was also worried about being alone." With that, he opened the door completely.
Dean entered Eugene's room and looked around. It was similar to his own room. There were almost no decorations. He looked at Eugene who closed the door: "I heard that you are a newcomer. You should have just become a primary Frontiersman, right?"
Eugene went back to the bed and sat down: "Yeah, I was sent here as a primary Frontiersman. Am I unlucky?"
Dudian smiled: "Are you nervous?"
"It's alright." Eugene shrugged. "You only have one life anyway. It doesn't matter if you die."
Dean heard his funny words and smiled: "It's too boring to die like this. We have to live well."
"That's true." Eugene smiled.
Dean took out two bottles of God's marrows and a syringe from his arms: "These are the resources that were sent to me today. I have estimated that there are more. I hope this can help you improve your strength."
"For me?" Eugene looked at him in surprise. Then, his eyes flashed as if he had thought of something, and a hint of realization appeared in his eyes.
Dean pretended to be embarrassed and scratched his head: "I'm also a newcomer. You have heard that I'm more unlucky than you. I was caught when I was a senior hunter. In half a month we will have to go on a mission. It will be very dangerous. The others are too strong. They may not take care of us during the mission. Once I break through to primary frontiersman, our physiques will be the same. If we fall behind, we can take care of each other."
Eugene knew that the newcomer wanted to build a relationship with him so that he wouldn't die during the mission. Dean laughed: "We will be teammates in the future so we should take care of each other. I can't accept this thing. I'll treat it as a friend."
"Since you regard me as a friend, you should accept the things. Otherwise, I will feel sorry." Dean enthusiastically stuffed the things into his hands.
Eugene didn't refuse. After all it was just two bottles of God's Marrow. It wouldn't improve his strength by much. However, he understood Dean's approach. After all, God's marrows were very precious for a senior hunter. Only one or two bottles of God's marrows were enough to make a senior hunter's physique soar. Therefore, Dean thought that these two bottles of God's marrows would improve his physique. That's why Dean only took out two bottles to please him.
Eugene didn't explain anything as he put the God's Marrow on the table: "I'll accept it. We will take care of each other in the future mission."
Dean nodded and looked at the God's Marrow on the table: "You should absorb it now. I heard that the longer you keep it the lower the effectiveness."
"I'll use it before going to bed." Eugene laughed.
Dean didn't continue to persuade Eugene to avoid being exposed. He chatted with him for a while and tried to get more information out of him. After chatting for a while, he found an excuse to leave.
Dean's pupils shrank as he left the room. The world entered into a thermal vision.
He turned around and left without looking back, but he was observing Eugene in the room through the thermal vision.
He saw Eugene sit back on the bed. Eugene reached out to the table and picked up the God's Marrow. It seemed that Eugene was sizing up the God's Marrow. But the next moment, Dean was slightly startled.
Eugene looked at the God's Marrow for a moment. He put the God's Marrow back and put it into the drawer of the table.
"He didn't use it?" Dean frowned. It seemed that Eugene wasn't as simple and easy-going as he seemed. Eugene was on guard against him as he was worried that Dean would play tricks in the God's Marrow.
Dean was speechless. He went back to the room and considered other methods to verify the information.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
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