Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 181 The Father's Pleasure

After returning home from a busy day, Rose soaked in the comfortable bathtub.

Sitting opposite the misty water vapor was Lilith.

At this time, the warm water temperature made her smooth and tender skin white and pink, very attractive.

At this time, the black hair turned into human hands, massaging Ross's whole body.

"It seems that this incident has attracted the attention of many mice to our place." Ross leaned on the edge and said comfortably.

Lilith gave a sigh of relief: "The extraordinary organizations we have investigated now include Life Creator, Blackwater Detective, Black Goat Egg, and the intelligence services of the Three Great Empires."

"There are also quite a few ordinary forces, most of which are gangsters and mercenary organizations. These people sneaked into Arkham in batches at this time, and indeed brought a lot of problems to the city's security."

Los said casually: "These are small things, and my police and enthusiastic citizens can handle them well. What I am more worried about now is the oppression of the forces here."

"There is no other problem with the queen now in the provinces of the empire, but there are many rumors that are not very good for us among the people." Lilith said.

Ross: "This is just one aspect. On the other hand, there are the great nobles and chaebols of the empire. Among other things, the Marquis of Flood, who has a close cooperation relationship with the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce, seems to be ready to cause us some trouble. "

"In addition, the White Oak Rating Agency also set our market level as "not recommended for investment" because of the problems of the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce. This has a lot of bad effects on the expansion of the city."

Lilith asked tentatively: "Then I send someone to kill them all?"

Los laughed haha ​​after hearing this, stretched out his hand and took Lilith into his arms and said: "Although killing people can solve many problems, in terms of finance and business, killing people really can't solve problems. We can't take all the rich people in the world. Kill everyone."

"What we need to do now is to increase their confidence in us, which requires not only our own policies and reputation, but also the lobbying work of professionals."

Hearing this, Lilith's eyes lit up suddenly, and she said, "Master, I probably know what to do."

"That's good, let's go to bed."

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The next morning, Borg stared at the rising sun with dark circles under his eyes, still feeling a little uncontrollable excitement in his heart.

He didn't sleep all night last night. Although it was very quiet and safe here, he just couldn't sleep. He always thought about what he would become in the future.

And after becoming like that, how can I take back those things that belong to me.

There was a knock on the door, and the voice seemed to be about to laugh out loud, and the magnetic voice came: "Mr. Rucker, let's have breakfast together! After the meal, I will be responsible for sending Mr. Rucker to the Arkham Sanatorium."

Borg hurriedly turned to open the door, just in time to see the mature and tall Father Hester looking at him with a smile.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Borg said very politely.

He had a long chat with Father Hearst last night, and it can be said that they hit it off right away.

Father Hearst seemed to understand his situation and his inner thoughts very well, which resonated strongly with his lonely heart.

At the same time, Father Hearst did not ask him to let go of his hatred and influence others with love like those hypocritical priests.

Instead, he actually advised him on how to face his father, how to pretend to deceive his elder brother, and how to directly seize power at the crucial point.

Borg is very fortunate to have met this kind and considerate priest.

He listened so selflessly and patiently to his grievances for two hours, and then spent another hour helping him plan for the future.

"Last night, thank you very much for your listening and advice." At the dinner table, Borg expressed his gratitude.

Father Hearst said with a very happy smile on his face: "People who are favored by the mayor have special pasts, and it is my duty to help them solve their inner problems."

Seeing this heartfelt joy and joy, Borg felt more and more the greatness of this priest, as well as the strength and foresight of the mayor of Arkham.

After breakfast, Father Hurst drove Borg to the Arkham Sanatorium by himself, and then handed it over to Dr. Morsi, watching Borg disappear into the corridor with a smile on his face.

"Father, the corners of your mouth have reached the ears." A deep voice sounded.

Hearst turned his head to look, just in time to see Kurvin in a white coat approaching with a smile on his face.

At this time, Hearst's transcendent smile, which seemed like a devil's trick, became even more presumptuous, saying: "It always gives me great joy and happiness to lead a lost child to the journey and let him look directly at his true self."

"And then? Under your guidance, what kind of tragedies will he have in the future?" Kurvin knew this devil in the skin of a priest very well.

Father Hearst said with a smile: "In the future, he will kill his two older brothers and put his father under house arrest. In order to prevent the right of inheritance from falling apart, he plans to marry his own younger sister."

Hearing this, Kurvin clicked his tongue and said, "It's really a road full of blood and darkness."

Father Hearst said with a smile: "All of this is his own choice, I just released his true self."

During the conversation between the two, Hina came over and said: "There seems to be a special problem in the French Heights. I am short of manpower. The two of you are here to help."

"it is good."

The two readily agreed and left the Arkham Sanatorium.

In the underground space, Borg was lying quietly on the operating table in a blue patient gown after cleaning.

At this time, there were about a dozen needles beside him, and in the container at the top of these needles, there was milky white liquid and dark red liquid.

These liquids seem to have their own life, and they seem to be wriggling inside, which looks very strange.

Wayne, who was accompanying the bed, said with a smile, "Relax, there won't be any danger."

The infirmary is separated from here by a door.

With the help of Debbie, Morsi carefully dissolved the drop of black blood in the fused blood, and then divided the fused blood into ten parts and diluted them in ten syringes.

Debbie looked at the dark blood with fascination: "This is amazing."

Morsi also said in amazement at this time: "Our current technology is really far from the young master. The young master only needs to use the flesh to completely process this drop of ancestor's blood and make it relatively compatible with human genes. It is the ability of fantasy."

Naturally, the drop of ancestor's blood yesterday couldn't be infused directly. After being processed in the body overnight, Ross handed it over to Mursi this morning.

"What a great mayor!"

Debbie clenched her small fists, completed one of the daily tasks with a flushed face, and praised the mayor.

(End of this chapter)