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Chapter 1088 Potion Upgrade
Seeing this scene, Fang Linyan was still a little dazed, but Lord Evans stood up with experience, tried Frankenstein's breathing with his hand, and frowned:
"died."

Fang Linyan came to his senses immediately, and said seriously;

"100 years ago, Victor Frankenstein had already achieved the technology of mind implantation. He even let me control Finx with my consciousness, and became Jack the Ripper who haunted London at night.'

"Now it seems that after 100 years, Victor Frankenstein has the ability to create multiple new bodies. His soul is like moving, and he can constantly switch to different bodies. live in it."

At this time, the driver of the car suddenly said:
"Master, where should we go now?"

Lord Evans said without hesitation:
"No. 388 Arlington Avenue, at the entrance of the Gothic Museum of Art."

Fang Linyan said:

"It seems that his words really moved you, and even made you take such a risk."

Lord Evans said blankly:
"That's because you haven't been a ghost for decades, and you don't know how uncomfortable it is to lose your sense of taste, touch, and smell!"

Fang Linyan narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment:

"When I first met Mr. Victor Frankenstein, the despair in his bones was not feigned. That is to say, if I had directly acted at that time, then he might have really will die."

"Or at least I can be sure that if he does it at that time, he will suffer very serious consequences, such as severe damage to his consciousness, or turning into an idiot on the spot, etc. Of course, after giving him a certain amount of time, he will be able to do a good job of leaving his soul. The preparation of the body, just like what we saw just now, just abandon the body and leave."

Lord Evans was silent for a while and said:
"I have one more thing in mind."

Fang Linyan said:

"Well, you said."

Lord Evans said:

"If this old guy really waits for us later, then this corpse in front of him may be quite precious to him!"

Fang Linyan glanced at Lord Evans in admiration. The old fox is the old fox. To be honest, he didn't even think of this. It is really possible.

The road conditions in London were not good during the rush hour, so it took four to 10 minutes for the Bentley to arrive at the designated location mentioned by Victor Frankenstein.

As expected, the old guy was already waiting there in a suit and leather shoes. He was in a black suit and a top hat. He was really the kind of British aristocrat who could only see in movies, with elegance and demeanor engraved in his bones.

Fang Linyan was not interested in knowing about the next verbal battle between the two old foxes. He simply asked Lord Evans for the settlement. Rush's final payment.

For Bangalash, Fang Linyan still admires him very much. He is a sincere, honest, and principled guy. More importantly, he is still very strong, so Fang Linyan feels that he can help when he can. Just help.

Make a good relationship now, and if you come back to this world in the future, it will come in handy.

In this regard, Lord Evans simply asked his servant Hale to handle the matter with full authority.

In addition to getting the remaining damaged invisibility cloak, Fang Linyan also helped Bangalash win an extra bonus, which was about one-third of the original reward.

Three of the Vikings who followed Bangalash also died in battle. Fang Linyan arrested Hale again and made him pay an additional liquidated damages.

After all these sums of money were added up, Bangalash and the others got almost a dozen more Galleons, and this windfall money naturally gained their friendship.

Just when Fang Linyan was about to leave, Lord Evans also rushed over. He asked Fang Linyan for the token: a golden brooch, and then took out half a bottle of a strange-looking liquid from the side. Like mercury.

Then he soaked the golden brooch in the "mercury", and soon, Fang Linyan's golden brooch turned into platinum gold, and its name became a platinum brooch.

Lord Evans smiled and said:
"This is a small gift. I have upgraded the authority of your golden pin, and now you are a platinum user."

"The guy who sent you this gold pin must be very optimistic about you. As far as I know, only ten to fifteen gold pins of this stuff are sent out every year."

"Business managers who hand out gold pins are taking a gamble because customers who get gold pins are closely watched."

"Whether this business manager will enjoy the sea breeze, beach, bikini girl, or be sent to a place where no shit will work overtime in the next year's vacation depends on how much this user can bring them. Performance has improved."

Speaking of which, Lord Evans took a deep breath of the cigarette, then squinted his eyes intoxicated, enjoying the feeling of nicotine rushing through his lungs, and said after a few seconds:
"I think this guy has a good vision, so I chose to raise. A smart person like you is worth my risk."

Fang Linyan laughed loudly:
"You are a man of vision."

He didn't ask about Frankenstein's final outcome. In fact, it is not difficult to guess at all. Since Lord Evans did not kill him as soon as they met, there is a high probability that it will be a dirty PY transaction between the two old men.

In fact, for Frankenstein, who has cooperated with Archbishop Moleiniger for hundreds of years, he must have wanted to change to a new partner for a long time.

When Hale sent Fang Linyan to the car, a guy in a black cloak also appeared. Fang Linyan's eyes narrowed slightly, because he was the Lord of the river that he met before, but he is now in human form—— An ordinary dumpy man.

He handed Fang Linyan a small medicine bottle.

"My master said that he smelled an inferior potion from your body. He is a person who doesn't like to owe favors. In order to thank you for giving him the prayer time, let me send you this bottle of strengthening powder. "

"Sprinkle it into your poor-quality potion, and you'll get a perfect potion."

Then the Lord of the River gave him another address.

"This is the master's magic contact method, he said, if you come to our world next time, you are welcome to contact him—if he is still alive at that time—for now, this is a high probability thing. "

Fang Linyan was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that this old guy was ambitious. He thought that Fang Linyan's "advent" cycle was 100 years, which meant that he was sure to live another 100 years, so he immediately said:
"Hey, Mr. Frankenstein seems to be very confident in his ability to transform."

The Lord of the River said lightly:

"Why can't the master do what Nicolas May (who lived from 1330 to 1872) can do?"

Fang Linyan nodded, smiled and said:

"Okay, then good luck to Mr. Frankenstein."

***
Then Fang Linyan got into the car, and took out the bottle of transformation potion from his pocket. This was the only thing on his body that could be linked to the "inferior potion" that Frankenstein called it.

Looking at it now, this bottle of transformation potion is still very beautiful, shining with blue light, as if it contained the most essential scenery of the sea, it is difficult to associate it with the word "inferior".

Obviously, Fang Linyan was still very confident in Frankenstein's professional standards, so he simply pulled out the plug of the transformation potion - a pungent smell hit his face, and it must be admitted that this taste was not at all It smells good, like lime powder mixed with pepper.

Then Fang Linyan poured the small bottle of gray powder sent by the Lord of the River into it.

It can be seen that as the gray powder is poured in, the deformation potion is rapidly shrinking, and white smoke is emitted, which caused the driver of the Bentley to decisively open the window.
After a few seconds, the originally beautiful blue liquid inside the potion turned into a dark, ointment-like substance.

Yes, this looks very bad, the first impression is vomit or flying
But Fang Linyan is very clear that something that looks great may not be effective.

Chemists can make beautiful underwater bonsai with sodium silicate solution/copper nitrate/magnesium sulfate. One crit.

Soon, the smell of this horrible-looking liquid became less unpleasant. At the same time, a reminder appeared in front of Fang Linyan's eyes:
"Contractor ZB419, your transformation potion has been extracted once, and its quality has been greatly improved."

"The quality of your transformation potion has been upgraded to: Silver plot!"

"The name of your Transformation Potion has been changed to: Pandora's Transformation Potion."

"Before drinking this potion, you can put a part of the creature you want to transform into this potion, including but not limited to feathers, blood, nails, hair, etc."

"After injecting the gene fragment, the potion can be drunk in only one minute."

"Then after you drink this potion, it will quickly transform into the creature you specified for 12 hours, and you will fully inherit the abilities of this creature."

"However, the rank of this creature must be lower than the legendary creature, and once you take damage during the transformation, the duration will be quickly reduced."

Looking at the potion, Fang Linyan immediately began to regret. Of course, he regretted not leaving any blood when he killed the fire dragon before, but he suddenly remembered that this thing is a legendary creature, and it is also a female dragon. Immediately felt dull.

However, after the potion evolves, it seems that there are infinite possibilities.

Immediately afterwards, he remembered another thing. After thinking about it, he simply used the magic contact method given by Frankenstein to directly throw out a flight letter:

"If the user has already received damage before using it, will the creature transformed after drinking the potion have a corresponding change?"

Soon, the letter flew back, and it was clear that Frankenstein was near the Garden of Eden:

"Minor injuries will heal under the potion's power, but not serious injuries - if you break a leg and become a tiger, there is no doubt that the tiger will also lose a corresponding leg. "

Fang Linyan had an idea:
"If I want to be a snake, it has no legs at all!"

Frankenstein is clearly well-researched on this:
"Then a wound will appear at the corresponding position on the snake's body. The proportion of flesh and blood lost in the wound is equal to the ratio between the weight of your broken leg and your entire body weight."

Fang Linyan continued to ask:
"For example, I added dragon blood to the potion before. According to your idea, after I drink this potion, I will become a giant dragon below legend."

"However, I suddenly felt that this thing is not suitable for me, and I added a tiger's blood into it, so what will become after drinking it?"

Frankenstein answered fluently:
"Of course it is a tiger. The gene sequence of the latter will cover the former, but this coverage is limited. You can only add the genetic tissue of three organisms to it at most. If you add the fourth species, then this bottle The medicine is gone."

"There is also a very important point. For example, after you add dragon's blood, you have to wait at least an hour before adding the rest of the biological genetic tissue. Otherwise, it will be destroyed if you drink it."

***
After chatting with Frankenstein for about 10 minutes,

The flight letter finally screamed and burned directly. It was overloaded and directly ignited to express its strong protest.

Fang Linyan smiled and blew the ashes away.

And the front is already the familiar Turkish barbecue restaurant, everyone made an appointment to gather here, and Fang Linyan met his teammates --- except Omi.

The rest of the people said that they also tried to persuade Omi to seek stability and gather the large forces first, but it was obvious that Omi did not listen to their advice.

To be honest, this did not surprise Fang Linyan, after all, Omi is a very strong person, and she is also a woman.

It can be seen that she has invested a lot of resources in this world, and made a lot of layouts to get an SSS, and then establish the right to speak in the team, but in the end she messed up.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Fang Linyan took a bite of the roast leg of lamb and said curiously.

"I think Omi's arrangement is perfect, there is nothing wrong with it at all."

Max sighed and said:
"Yes, I think so too, but the problem isn't with us, it's with the Ministry."

Fang Linyan wondered:
"How do you say that?"

Max said:
"Unicorns are a special category of protected creatures. Any drugs or biological products related to unicorns are definitely on the prohibited list. Once caught, it is a felony!"

"Obviously, our black mage opponents took advantage of this to cause us big trouble. At least six senior Aurors planned to break into our encirclement and accuse us of poaching unicorns!"

"At that time, in order to get rid of the crime, we didn't want to confront the Ministry of Magic head-on, so we could only set up a trap, and the senior Aurors who came to handle this matter suffered a big loss."

"Their rash behavior directly killed the unicorn, and then the handle fell into our hands, so we were able to retreat completely, and then seized an opportunity to successfully fight back, giving Wormtail the Helping someone ruthlessly is finally letting out a breath of anger!"

Fang Linyan said:

"So, now Omi is looking for trouble with the Ministry of Magic?"

Crespo shrugged:

"Women always have smaller hearts."

Goat said:
"We all said that we would go to help, but Omi said no. She said that if you want to fight against the Ministry of Magic, you must rely on the strength within the Ministry of Magic. If we outsiders intervene, it will have the opposite effect."

"That's the right thing to say." Fang Linyan thought carefully with his chin on his hands, and then said seriously. "So are we ready to flash people?"

Max said:
"Basically, Omi made it clear to leave her alone, so what we plan to do is to have a few hours of free time—I'm going to visit the Portobello Road flea market here, and I think you can find a lot of things there. Less good stuff."

(End of this chapter)