Chen Ze lay in bed, unable to fall asleep. It wasn't because Chen Ze was suffering from insomnia or other factors.
It was because Chen Ze was thinking about a question. Why didn't his girlfriend, Lavra, come today?
"Lavra said she was going to the main plane to get my ale today. I don't know what happened …" Chen Ze yawned. He wanted to press the magic stone, but he didn't want to disturb Lavra, so he chose to sleep in the end.
In the main plane, Lavra was visiting the Pope's exhibition with an irritated look on her face.
"Scarlet Dominator, look, this is the weapon that the Church of Light will soon be equipped with, the Sun Potion." The Pope smiled and brought Lavra to a booth with dozens of bottles of potions on it.
The bright, transparent liquid emitted a faint light. Lavra frowned. This thing looked a bit like the sun.
"This thing, as long as it looks like this …" The Pope picked up a bottle of Sun Potion, and the guard bowed respectfully.
Then the Pope threw the bottle of potion on the opposite wall, and a ball of light appeared that lasted for ten seconds, emitting the light and warmth of the sun.
"Although it's only for ten seconds, it's still enough to achieve the goal." The Pope smiled very calmly, but Lavra was not in a good mood.
Lavra was the Blood Ancestor, the original ancestor of vampires. She was not afraid of sunlight, nor did she have any natural enemies.
However, Lavra knew that many vampires who had not reached the level of a baron would still be hurt by the sun's rays.
The same went for low-level banshees, so there was no need to explain why the Pope brought her here.
"It looks good. It's good to use it to provide sunlight for the flowers in my castle." Lavra waved her hand, and all the Sun Potions on the booth were put into her space pocket.
The guard's face stiffened, but the Pope immediately waved his hand, and the guard bowed his head respectfully.
"I have the most important invention of the exhibition here!" The Pope brought Lavra to another booth.
This booth was even more special. There were two squads of elite knights and two cardinals standing at the entrance.
Lavra indifferently walked in and then saw a cylindrical object that was about two meters long.
"This is?" Lavra stared at the thing in front of her. There seemed to be a very strange energy inside it.
"This is the work of the Chief Alchemist of the Church of Light, Ein Stan Newton Tesla!" The Pope said proudly.
He had just heard Lavra's words, which meant that their Sun Potion could only be used to bully cannon fodder, and had no effect on high-level professionals.
As for this item, the Pope had personally tested it, and it could easily kill a seventh-grade professional.
"This is the Bullet of Truth. Because it's too powerful, I …" The pope patted the iron pillar. The Bullet of Truth was the name given by Tesla.
"It's fine, I just want to try. Anyway, no matter how powerful it is, it won't be a threat to you, old man, right?" Lavra spoke more casually since there were no outsiders around.
"Oh, in front of you, I'm just a young man. But this is also what I intend to do, old woman." The Pope sneered, and then instantly activated a protective magic array that covered the entire exhibition room of the Bullet of Truth.
Then, a mushroom cloud rose, but it was restrained in the room by the magic array.
"How is it?" The Pope looked at Lavra with a calm face.
Lavra dug her ear with her little finger. "It's okay."
The Pope did not speak, but just glanced at Lavra again, and then took Lavra to see other things.
Lavra also saw some strange things, such as a long-range attack weapon like the Avada Melon Nibbling, which had the ability to break through a fifth-grade mage's shield.
However, when Lavra thought of Tesla, her mood improved a lot. Then Lavra glanced at the Pope. This old man was still smiling proudly?
I don't know how long he can keep smiling. When that person gets tired of playing with you and wants to have a showdown, you'll find that the person you caught as a grandson suddenly becomes your father.
That person's name … seems to be … Nyarlathotep?
The moment she thought of this name, Lavra's body tensed up, and then she felt a crazy and foolish gaze staring at her.
Endless whispers, and the gaze felt as long as ten thousand years. Just when Lavra was about to enter battle mode, the gaze disappeared.
"Oh, the manager's girlfriend … Don't call my name casually in the future. You can call me if you need anything." The person also left a message.
"Scarlet Dominator, what's wrong?" In front of outsiders, the Pope changed the way he addressed her.
"It's nothing, shepherd of the God of Light. I just … thought of something happy." Lavra shook her head with a smile, and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead.
What kind of people did her boyfriend make friends with?
The Pope looked at Lavra and frowned. He had a feeling that she looked down on these inventions.
What's wrong with it? Or did she have a trump card?
The Pope fell into deep thought.
The next day, Chen Ze crawled out of bed and slowly washed up. Only then did he go downstairs and look at the brine pot.
After one night, the color of the Edelman boar's tail seemed to have changed a little.
Chen Ze rubbed his eyes and confirmed that it had indeed changed. It was a very subtle change, but Chen Ze still noticed it.
"Four times the speed is not a loss … Otherwise, I don't know how long it would take to cook the tail." Chen Ze shook his head, then added some water and brine, and locked the front door.
Chen Ze planned to sell the two roast ducks today. Otherwise, the roast ducks could only be digested internally, which was a very bad thing.
"I hope Sebastian and the others can come soon … I heard that Dragan has a good appetite? But don't let Stan come. That guy only eats Buffy. "Chen Ze thought silently.
But Chen Ze immediately shook his head. No matter who the guest was, it would be fine.
The sound of the wind chime interrupted Chen Ze's thoughts. Because he didn't hear Betty's voice, Chen Ze went out.
"Welcome to the Dream Restaurant, dear guest." After Chen Ze finished speaking, he noticed the guest.
A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a white dress, with black hair and a bow. She didn't wear shoes or socks, and was barefoot.
But what made Chen Ze a little confused was that he didn't see her mouth at first glance.
This wasn't because Chen Ze was perverted and deliberately looked at the girl's mouth, but because the girl was standing there, but he couldn't see her mouth.
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