Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 22

After the two left, Carrington and Lilith, who had returned to normal, appeared quietly.

"Master, do you want to kill them both?" Carrington asked tentatively.

Ross said with a smile: "Although there are many problems that killing can solve, it does not apply here."

"Our purpose is to take control, not to kill them all."

Lilith looked at the two people outside the window: "I haven't seen you for ten years, these little guys have grown a lot."

Ross smiled and said, "So are you."

Immediately, he said to Carrington: "You are still too busy with your work at home alone."

Carrington did not deny it: "Although it is not a big burden for me, the efficiency of a person is indeed lower."

"Then I'll find some maids for you! Beautiful maids are also eye-catching." Ross made a decision readily.

Lilith said: "I know of two dens where they are trafficking in human beings. I don't know if the location has changed in the past ten years."

Ross said with a smile, "Just take a look and see. In this city today, no one should be able to threaten your safety."

Lilith looked at the bright sunshine outside the window and was eager to try: "My master, can I go?"

"Go, I'll leave this to you, I have other things to deal with."

"But before that, you need to have your own room, and your own clothes."

After that, Carrington prepared Lilith's room before taking her out to buy clothes.

Ross went back to his study and began to turn his attention to blood therapy.

Carrington, Lilith, Kulvin, Darryl, these four people are enough for him to easily regain control of the central area.

Now, he needs to further refine blood therapy.

These four blood therapy techniques can be said to be very crude. They are directly perfused with the blood of the ancient gods. Although effective, they are too primitive.

In the future, blood therapy will be popularized, and you can't just use the blood of the ancient gods.

Therefore, he needs the blood of his own ancient gods as the core to further analyze the power of blood, and after mastering the detailed classification, develop other blood for blood therapy.

Such as bear blood, tiger blood, eagle blood and so on.

With the knowledge of his current thinking, it is relatively easy to guide the evolution of the human form.

"Emm... blood alone is not enough, I also need some tools and materials."

Associated cultures, microscopes, sterile containers, and various nutrient solutions are all that Lowes needs today.

"With my current network, it seems a little unrealistic to want to get these things."

"I wonder when Dr. Morsi will come to see me?" Ross said casually, leaning back in his chair.

Heinrich Morsi, his neighbor at 157 Cowan Street next door, was a well-known doctor in Arkham.

His medical skills are very superb, but he has no relevant business license or clinic. If he wants to see a doctor, he needs to be introduced by doctors from other clinics, and the fees are very high.

Of course, he's also now a part-time doctor at Arkham Sanatorium.

No one knows why he came to the chaotic place of Arkham, but he was very good at surgery, but he was very interested in the human spirit.

He agreed to work as a part-time doctor at the Arkham Sanitarium because he wanted to use the new spiritual healing method he had developed in the nursing home.

He's not a cultist, just a knowledge-hungry medical scientist.

Morsi and Darryl have a good relationship. He diagnosed Tracey several times before, and with his help, Tracey's blindness was delayed by three months.

He was so eager to cure Tracy, on the one hand, he wanted to master Daryl, and on the other hand, he wanted to attract the attention of this doctor Morsi relatively naturally.

Because this Dr. Morsi is the key to his vigorous promotion of blood therapy in the future.

Meanwhile, Dr. Morsi was on his way to Daryl's home.

Dr. Morsi is a middle-aged man with a height of 1.8 meters and a thin body.

He is not good-looking, with messy golden hair on the top of his head, a long face, very deep green eyes, a high eyebrow bone and a high nose bridge, obvious edges and corners on his face, and rough skin with the wind and frost that he once served in the army.

If Daryl is like a gorilla, Dr. Morsi is like a long-faced monkey.

When many people see two people at the same time, the first thought in their hearts is: "No wonder these two people can become good friends."

This morning, he got a call from Daryl and invited him to his home to celebrate.

And when he heard the reason for the celebration, he felt incredible, and he couldn't wait to verify it.

Walking to Darryl's 305, across the door, he heard laughter and laughter inside.

Of course, after walking in and seeing the energetic, energetic and youthful Tracy, Mursey suddenly felt incredible.

After being shocked and surprised, Morsi did not show too much abnormality. After the family celebrated happily, Morsi and Daryl sat in Daryl's study.

"Darryl, what's going on? I know very well Tracy's condition. With the current medical level, it is completely incurable." Morsi said seriously.

Daryl looked at his best friend in Arkham and said truthfully, "It was the mayor who cured Tracy."

"Mayor? Mayor George?" Morsi thought instinctively.

Darryl shook his head and said, "No, it's Mayor of Loss. He used a special method that I can't understand. He healed Tracy's eyes in only half an hour, and even made Tracy's body very healthy. ."

Hearing this, Morsi murmured in shock: "How is this possible? Half an hour? This is simply a fantasy. Human technology cannot reach such a high level."

"I'm not an expert on this, so I don't know, he said something I couldn't understand," Daryl sighed.

"What?"

Then Darryl explained blood therapy, what energy, structure, thinking and vision, and Ross told him roughly what he was talking about.

Morsi heard a huge shock to his entire mind, and murmured, "Is this what I'm looking for?"

At 08:30 in the evening, Morsi said goodbye to Daryl and returned home.

His house is next to Ross, and looking at the study with the lights on at this time, Morsi hesitated several times before going in directly.

After all, he still had doubts about this kind of thing.

Just after returning home, Morsi welcomed a guest, the young man who visited Los this afternoon.

"Mr. Paul, why are you here?" Morsi looked at the young man and asked in surprise.

The young man named Paul smiled: "Come and see an old friend, can't you?"

After listening to Morsi, he said plainly: "I have a rather eccentric personality, and I don't have many friends."

Paul also knew the character of this withdrawn doctor and said directly: "Loss went to Arkham Sanatorium today and took a patient away. I hope you can help me to check the details of this female patient."

(End of this chapter)