Origin of all things Arkham

Chapter 140 Quitting Smoking (23)

Malcolm is not sure whether this green stone with a shimmering reaction is an energy ore or another type of stone.

After all, he had been working in the laboratory for so long, but he still didn't understand the purpose of this stone.

but……

It shouldn't be such a use, should it? !
Seeing Lin En like a street gangster, skillfully mixed green stone powder into shredded tobacco, skillfully rolled it up, skillfully licked the paper roll with one tongue, skillfully took out a lighter...

"Uh... ah cough!"

To be reasonable, although because of his humble background, he has been a rich man and a killer, Malcolm has a certain amount of contact and understanding of people of all levels and levels, and he has done this kind of stuff himself. but……

What's up with this green flame?
What the hell is this green smoke? !
"Hush...huh..."

Lin En seemed to be intoxicated and puffed up the clouds. If you just look at his expression and ignore the weird-looking green smoke, Lynn is now the same as those street gentlemen.

"This is……"

Malcolm couldn't help it again, and asked his own question.

"That's what this thing is for. You don't understand that."

Lynn squinted his eyes and looked at the shocked Malcolm: "This one is from an alien. Mainly, it is a kind of stone that prolongs life. The local people like it best, and that's it... Huh..."

Lynn once again exhaled a mouthful of green smoke: "This thing can strengthen a person's physical fitness, and it can also...increase a person's lifespan.

That Zod, did you see, how fierce it is.Punch through the building with one punch, punch a big hole in the road with one kick, fly out with a swish, and the eyes will still glow...

It's all because of this, you know. "

Malcolm didn't know if he understood or not.

However, it seemed to be verifying Lynn's words.

Click!

He who was puffing out clouds and mist was suddenly concentrated by a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

"Ah this..."

Malcolm was startled, the lightning strike was so sudden and it happened right in front of him.

It directly changed Lynn from a state covered in green smoke to covered in black smoke.

"Lyn... Lynn? Lynn, you..."

"what……"

Malcolm was startled by Lynn's voice and withdrew his hand again.

He was very glad that he didn't do anything excessive.

For example, try to turn the tables or something.

…………

Being struck by lightning is already something Lynn is used to.After all, whoever comes over, puts on his ring, and is struck by lightning every few dozen hours, and anyone will get used to it.

Another wave of vitality is added, which is very refreshing.

Lynn raised his hand, which still had the wound left by Malcolm's arrow.

After Lin En once again enjoyed the nourishment of vitality, the wound healed and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Well...not bad not bad."

Lynn himself is very satisfied and is used to this effect, but Malcolm is not...

Throughout the process of his contact with Lynn, whether he was watching Lynn fighting with the Green Arrow in the early stage, or the "battle" between himself and Lynn's arrow, from the beginning to the end, Lynn's limited , the only wound that can be seen is the one on the hand.

Moreover, this wound was left on Lynn by Malcolm himself, of course he knew it was not fake.

But now...

That wound, right in front of his eyes, under his unbelievable gaze, healed up! !

Lynn did things viciously and viciously...so he was punished by the gods and struck by lightning.But he didn't die, which is a pity.

Not only that, the green ore that Malcolm has studied for so long is now in Lynn's hands.

Thinking of this, Malcolm couldn't help but feel heartache.

In a daze, he grabbed some of the remaining powder from the stone with his hands.

Snapped.

But Lin En directly opened it with his hands.

"Hey hey hey..."

Lynn smiled extremely unscrupulously and sinisterly.

Even though his face is scorched black now, and he is still exuding wisps of blue smoke, which is extremely funny and ridiculous, but under the moonlight, the white light reflected by those big white teeth made Malcolm react.

what did I do?
Did I just want to snatch the devil's thing from Lynn? !
"Malcolm..."

Lin En's voice seemed to come from all directions: "Do you really want this stone..."

"No. I don't want to."

Malcolm decisively expressed his position and attitude.

"Hey hey...leave the stone, let's go."

Macolm took a deep look at Lynn, his eyes flicked across Lynn's fingertips, he nodded silently, turned around, and left without looking back.

And Lynn stood where he was, looking at Malcolm's back in the distance with deep eyes, like a jackal in the mountains.

"call……"

Breathing out a puff of black smoke again, Lin En muttered to himself: "The smarter you are, the easier it is to be deceived... Hehehe... This time, something interesting is going to happen again~
Hahahahaha! "

Patting the ash and burnt clothes on his body with both hands, Lynn had a big shovel in his hand, and the backpack on the ground also disappeared.

………………

Half an hour later, in a corner of the factory, Malcolm wearing a monocular infrared night vision device quietly appeared in the night shadow.

Every step is silent, every movement is cautious.

It took quite a while for Malcolm to return to where he left off, hiding far behind a wall, and poking his head out secretly.

The tree, the same tree.

The shadows of the trees whirled and swayed slightly in the night wind, making a rustling sound.

And under the tree, that terrible devil no longer exists.

Malcolm was not in a hurry, but waited there quietly, and it was not until half an hour later that he confirmed that Lynn was really not there.

Slowly standing upright, Malcolm moved his slightly stiff body, and slowly walked to the position he left just now.

Look down.

A big hole in the ground.

Part of the soil has been dug away.

"Fake!!"

Malcolm threw the night vision device angrily, then picked up the night vision device, turned on the light source, and squatted on the ground carefully to search.

No.

Nothing at all.

Lynn really took part of the whole land, leaving no trace of green ore powder.

"Oh... why didn't I think of it..."

Malcolm felt that he should really keep some green ore for himself.

Anyway, some have already been cut off, and if there are more cuts, it's impossible for that fellow Lynn to know.

That's... vitality, lifespan!
It just slipped away from my hand for nothing!
The unwillingness in his heart drove him to search the scene again, but he still found nothing.

"Master Ninja, there are still some..."

Those were given to Master Ninja by Malcolm himself.After all, it was Master Ninja's order to search for those alien spaceships in the first place.

Malcolm doesn't want to offend Lynn, but that doesn't mean he's willing to provoke Master Ninja!

For this mysterious and gloomy teacher who has been with him for several years but still can't see his true face, beats and scolds him frequently, and draws a lot of his blood, Malcolm has only fear and hatred for Master Ninja, and Not grateful.

If you want to find him...

Malcolm pondered for a long time, and finally made up his mind.

When Lynn asked him to hand over clues about Master Ninja, Malcolm told Lynn almost everything he knew about him.

But he didn't say that right now, Master Ninja is not far from Star City.While monitoring Star City, they are waiting for the research results on alien ores.

If... Lynn and Master Ninja fight...

With one thought in his mind, Malcolm immediately stopped this crazy and dangerous idea.

As for Master Ninja, although he has been a teacher and apprentice for many years, Malcolm doesn't know much about him, and he doesn't even know what the other person looks like.

As for Lynn, even less is known.

Although the strength of the two sides may not be the same, they are both significantly higher than Malcolm.

If he wanted to draw both sides into a fight and he profited from it, the possibility of both of them dying together was really low. Conversely, no matter who lived, Malcolm would definitely die!
"So...Let's leave the problem to the two of them to solve it by themselves..."

Picking up the things on the ground, Malcolm disappeared in place.

……

More than an hour later, Malcolm appeared in a strange place.

A failed complex in Star City's early days.

Turning around, bypassing one abandoned and decaying building after another, Malcolm finally stopped at an underground entrance, which was a bottomless pit.

With a leap, Malcolm jumped in.

Swimming out of the water, Malcolm stepped on the steps of the stone wall and walked into a tunnel beside the wall.

After passing through a long corridor, Malcolm came to a dimly lit room with a few candles and sandalwood incense.

As soon as he entered, he fell to his knees on the ground.

"Malcolm..."

In the center of the room, on a stone platform that was not shrouded in candle light, sat a short, crooked old man in a linen smock.

He stretched out an old palm, pointed at the kneeling Malcolm in front of him and asked, "...Did you bring me any good news this time..."

Pressing his lips tightly, Malcolm gritted his teeth, and told the old man everything about the stone, from its acquisition to Lynn's loss of it.

Afterwards, there was a long silence in the room.

until……

"Okay, I see."

Malcolm wanted to say something more, but he still didn't dare to. He has developed a certain "habit" after years of accumulating power.

"Yes……"

Malcolm stood up, nodded, and left the room. There was another long silence here.

"So...is that how it's used..."

The old man stretched out his skinny hand, and took out a small box from his side. The green light moved slightly, illuminating the old man's old face.

He stretched out his hand, and crushed the green alien ore as hard as a normal stone with just two fingers, and wiped out an old pipe from another position.

"Hey... I have quit smoking for 70 years... I never thought that there would be a day to return to the bad habit..."

The fire suddenly brightened for a moment, and in the empty room, only the old man was talking to himself, drifting with the light of the candle.

(End of this chapter)