Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 192 The Gatekeeper Hardy

Los looked at Rum, who was bewildered and aggrieved, and couldn't help laughing and said, "Let's go, little guy, take me to find the serial number 04134."

Hearing that he still has a job, Rum nodded hastily after listening: "Yes! Mayor!"

Then Los put down the three people who had an epiphany, and followed Rum out of the basement.

"Mayor, am I too stupid?" Walking out of the corridor of the underground laboratory, Rum asked tentatively.

All along, he always thought that there was no obvious gap between himself and Debbie, but after this incident, he suddenly felt that he was left behind, which created a great sense of urgency for him.

Ross looked at this energetic young man with a smile, and said with a smile: "It's not that you are too stupid, but that this process has nothing to do with what you desire directly. What you are focusing on now is the human body." Engineering, my process this time didn't involve too much knowledge about the human body, so naturally you can't comprehend it."

Hearing this, Rum's tense spirit immediately relaxed. He let out a breath quietly, and smiled with his lips pursed: "I see, I see."

Ross liked these two hard-working children very much, and reached out to touch his brown-black hair: "Your current body is a No. [-] experimental subject of a new evolutionary system, and you will have unlimited possibilities in the future. For the future direction of transformation, you need to extract some key data from your body."

"Do you know? Now you need to further improve your knowledge and understand everything about yourself. If you do this well, even if you don't understand anything, you have made a very important and outstanding contribution to the entire Arkham ,do you know?"

Feeling Rose's big hand with special warmth, Rum felt as if he was bathed in the kindness and warmth of his father's love, which stretched and nourished his whole body and mind.

After a short period of happiness, all gratitude and admiration became the driving force for hard work.

"Yes! Mayor!"

Afterwards, Rum took Ross to Ward 0134 on the fourth floor, which is the room numbered 04134.

After knocking on the door, Rum said: "Since you last talked with him, he has been much more honest in these years. Most of the time he is in the room, scribbling."

At this time, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, the number 04134 seemed to sense the arrival of Ross, and hurried over and bowed to salute: "Great master, your arrival made my originally gloomy day bright and happy."

Ross turned to Rum and said, "Go to Borg, show him around, and help him familiarize himself with his abilities by the way."

"Understood!" Rum said, walking away happily.

Ross then walked into the room numbered 04134 and found that he had painted many pictures of doors with watercolor pens on the walls of the entire room.

"Master, since your deity came down to earth, the existence below has been much more stable recently." No. 04134 said seriously.

Ross nodded slightly, then asked, "Now I have a job for you."

Hearing that there was a task, the number 04134 suddenly became excited, patted his chest and said: "Great master, I will definitely complete the task with all my might."

"Have you heard of the Hound of Tindalos?" Ross asked directly.

Hearing this name, the number 04134, who was still confident and excited just now, turned pale and nodded, "Of course I know."

Ross said flatly: "Mason, the former leader of the Forbidden Gate, has returned and brought an organization called Father God's Redemption Society. They released a hound of mixed-breed youngsters named Angle Monster that was suppressed under the church. I suspect they have other plans in the near future."

Hearing the number 04134, his face calmed down a bit: "It turned out to be a monster with an angle. This kind of monster is not terrible. They can only hide behind the door, and the attack range is only a distance of five meters from the center of the door."

Ross said directly: "Father God's Redemption Society will then use the angle monsters to cause a lot of turmoil in the urban area of ​​Arkham. With our current tracking capabilities, we cannot track them quickly."

Hearing this, number 04134 naturally understood what his mission was.

"Master, I can indeed track monsters from different angles, but with my current strength, I still can't shuttle through the city of Arkham for a long time and quickly." Number 04134 replied seriously.

Ross nodded slightly: "I know, so I'm going to give you the reward for this mission first."

As he spoke, Ross stuck out his tongue, and a drop of dark green, diluted blood of the ancient god appeared on his fingertips.

"This is your reward for this mission."

Seeing this drop of ancient god's blood, No. 04134 suddenly took a breath, feeling that all the cells in his body began to wake up, excited, releasing greedy and crazy instincts.

"Great master, I am willing to offer you everything I have."

"Very good, let's start now."

Ross said, starting his second transformation operation today.

The transformation this time was much simpler than Conte's surgery. He only strengthened the body and abilities of No. 04134 through the blood of the ancient gods, and did not make any special changes to him.

After half an hour of transformation, the original number 04134 of level 27 has now directly reached level [-].

Of course, the core improvement is not combat power, but his ability to control the door.

No. 04134, the body of which has been remodeled, has not changed in any way, but there are special lines similar to doors in the pupils of the binoculars.

At this moment, he stared at his strange and deep eyes, reached out and gently pushed against the door drawn on the wall.

Then with a click, this false door was actually opened.

The number 04134 walked in directly, and the next second he walked out directly from the drawn door on the opposite side.

The number 04134 who came out knelt directly in front of Ross, with piety and reverence on his face.

Ross said flatly: "This is not enough, it only improves your foundation, and your authority over the door is not enough."

"Now I give you the authority to open half of the doors of the entire Arkham, and your task is to catch all the rats and be responsible for the guarding and scheduling of the entire Arkham in the future."

Hearing this, number 04134 raised his hands high with a frenzied face: "I will offer you everything that is humble as a servant."

Ross raised his left hand, and with a hazy light, a silver-gray key appeared in his hand.

"Ah! Great Silver Spoon! Ah! Great Master!"

In the approbation of number 04134, the key in Ross's hand was inserted directly into the door of his left eye.

"From today onwards, you will be our gatekeeper in Arkham, named: Hardy."

(End of this chapter)