Doom Knight System

Lavis space.

A carriage with an extremely inconspicuous appearance slowly drove into the parking lot of Macallan Manor.

"Sir, we're here." The coachman said respectfully, and when he didn't get a response, he turned his head and found that the master inventor, Ponrita, was resting with his eyes closed, and he waited patiently without daring to disturb him.

Perhaps because he felt that the carriage had stopped shaking, Ponrita pursed his lips and opened his eyes, opened the curtains and looked outside the carriage, and said, "Have you arrived yet? Then wait for a while and come to pick me up in an hour."

The coachman said in a low voice: "Yes, but if you go in without a knight, I'm afraid it will be dangerous."

"Hehe. On the territory of the Hades family, it should be the safest place in the Lavis space, so don't worry."

Ponrita got out of the carriage, and took a deep breath immediately afterward. The cold and cool air of the night soothed his tired body and refreshed him.Taking a deep breath of the cool and humid air on the coast of Malibu at night, my tired body suddenly felt refreshed.

His current life is not easy, "Resident Evil" has not achieved the expected effect, on the one hand, the confinement of the newspaper affiliated to the Miranda family, and on the other hand, the deadlock of genetic engineering.

The highest achievement of the genetic reagents in the inner city is to increase the chances of the knight commander breaking through to become the silver knight, but that's all. If the silver knight wants to go further, he can only find another way.

Lancelot's research direction undoubtedly opened a door, which made many silver knights secretly excited. After a major research breakthrough, it can be foreseen that countless chambers of commerce will wave their amethyst cards to seek cooperation.

A hint of doubt flashed in the eyes of the coachman. He is a spy of the Borgia family and has been in charge of contacting Ponrita. Today Ponrita's abnormal behavior surprised him, so he asked tentatively: "Master Ponrita, Lord Houston will be here later."

"I see, I'll talk about it after I meet Mrs. Judy." Ponrita waved his hand indifferently, then took a briefcase from the carriage, and walked towards the depths of the manor under the guidance of the servant go.

As soon as Ponrita entered the living room, he was stunned. The dim light elongated the figure of a young man, and the eyes of this man were a little sharp.

"Lancelo? Why are you here, Mrs. Judy?" Ponrita asked vigilantly, deeply regretting her negligence in her heart.

Lancelot picked up the coffee cup and said slowly, "I invited you here. Of course, I am the owner of this manor now."

Merenka Manor is the property owned by the Hades family in the Lavis space. Lancelow invited Panglita in the name of Merenka Manor, so the old man couldn't help being fooled.

Ponrita wanted to turn around and leave, but the door was locked. Seven or eight high-ranking knights and a knight commander drew their knight swords and stared coldly at the inventor.

"You dare to kill me?" Ponrita asked incredulously, his heart was pounding, and he had been pampered for a long time, so that he had forgotten when was the last time he was on the verge of danger.

Lancelot shook his head, put down the coffee cup, and said slowly: "Of course I didn't intend to kill you. If I wanted to do it, it wouldn't take so much trouble. I invite you to come and make a deal."

"What deal?" Ponrita heaved a sigh of relief, returning to his usual posture, and said rather arrogantly.

"I know you have been secretly buying a brand new biological warehouse, but unfortunately it has never been successful. What I want to know now is how much are you willing to pay for a brand new biological warehouse?" Lancelot said slowly.

Ponrita was stunned for a moment, then ecstatic. As a master inventor who is not short of money but lacks physical fitness, what he fears most is the coming of death. Now that he has a chance to get rid of death, he is willing to pay any price to seek this biological warehouse.

As a master inventor, Ponrita is qualified, but as a businessman, Ponrita's expression sold him out from the beginning.

"How much do you want?"

"Money? Hehe. That's not important. I want all your property in the Temple of Technology, including laboratories, assistants and patents." Lancelot said lightly. Open your mouth.

"That's impossible!" Ponrita refused directly. How could he give up all the wealth he had accumulated through years of hard work.

Lancelot smiled and said, "Hehe. If you miss this time, you will have no chance. Do you know why no one is willing to sell you the biological warehouse for so many years? All the big forces tacitly monopolize this resource, Ordinary people who are not Silver Knights will never be given any chance, even if you are a master inventor, you have no ability to break this unspoken rule."

Ponrita's face was livid, and he was speechless. Some things would be unacceptable if they were broken, but he also knew that Lancelot was telling the truth.

Half an hour later, all the agreements were signed, according to the content of the agreement.Ponrita voluntarily merged the laboratory and assistants into Lancelow's private laboratory, but would retain part of the patent dividends to maintain the operation of the biological warehouse.

Ponrita was in a good mood, and left without any delay, taking the bio-cage with him.

There was a trace of mockery in Lancelot's eyes, and then he stood up and stretched.

Back in the bedroom, the lamp by the bed was dimly lit.

Monica had just taken a shower, and her hair was still wet. She was only wrapped in a white bathrobe, lying down on the bed and reading a book, her slender, white legs dangling, looking full of temptation.

She looked lazily like a tamed little wild cat, perhaps hearing Lancelot's footsteps, Monica quickly turned her head, shyly hid back under the quilt, and asked in a low voice: "The matter is settled... Solve it?"

"Well, it's over, I have all night to be with you." Lancelo hugged Monica and kissed her on the forehead.

Monica squinted her eyes, feeling very constrained, and rubbed against Lancelot's palm involuntarily, like a kitten wanting to be pampered.

"I've helped you settle the contract on you. From today onwards, you belong to me alone." Lancelow said rather domineeringly.

After seeing the powerful attributes of the elven blood burst, Lancelot would never give up on this ultra-long-range sniper, and the benefits brought by Monica are not limited to these.

Lancelot smiled slightly, hugged Monica horizontally, and then pressed her directly on the bed.

This night is destined to be extremely long.