Chapter: 993
What he regrets is that Miss Hugh doesn't seem to have much money. After becoming a "sheriff", even if she can quickly digest the potion, it will take a long time before she can afford the Extraordinary characteristics corresponding to "interrogator", while "magician" "If the young lady is favored by the Abraham family, his follow-up "Astrologer" potion formula will not be sold.
This is really regrettable... Klein sighed and returned to the real world.
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Wednesday morning.
Klein didn't suffer from insomnia because of the concern of the "True Creator" and the pursuit of the Aurora Society. He slept until dawn and happily went out to buy a Dixie pie for breakfast.
And the Dixie Pie definitely needs to be served with sweet iced tea.
While enjoying the delicacy, while flipping through the newspaper, he found the advertisement of Ernst Firm, and knew that there would be a gathering of Extraordinary people called by the old man "Eye of Wisdom" tomorrow night.
"This time, we can purchase the corresponding Extraordinary materials... But there is a high probability that there are none there, and there are only auxiliary materials such as 'Deep Sea Naga's hair'..." Klein seriously thought about which sources he could collect materials from.
He spread his left hand and counted silently with his fingers: "The interior of the Tarot Club includes the channels of the little 'Sun', Mr. 'The Hanged Man', and Miss 'Justice'; the gathering of Mr. 'Eye of Wisdom'; bodyguards." Miss and Maric, but try not to contact them recently; and, by the way, the vampire Emlyn White, didn�t he say that he can write to ask some powerful blood clans for advice? This is the network resource!�
Thinking of this, Klein immediately decided to go to Harvest Church to guard Emlyn White today.
Although Aurora would not be able to track him down, it still gave him a certain sense of urgency, making him want to collect extraordinary materials as soon as possible, and quickly promote to Sequence 6 as soon as the potion was digested.
10:00 a.m., South District of the Bridge, Rose Street.
Klein, who was wearing a double-breasted frock coat, took off his half-height silk top hat, and walked slowly into the rather small Harvest Church.
At a glance, he saw Father Utravsky, who looked like a giant, and Emlyn White, who was wearing a brown priest's robe.
The latter was wiping the candlestick there, looking numb with a dead heart.
What a coincidence... wait, he won't be here all day, right? Didn't come home until night? Klein randomly found a place to sit down, and there were no more than five believers in the entire church.
Emlyn White also saw him, put down the rag, walked over, and sat next to him.
The vampire's expression suddenly became vivid, his chin slightly raised, and he let out a hey: "He came here suddenly, do you want to ask me for help?"
Inside the Harvest Church.
Klein turned his head and glanced at Emlyn White. He didn't want to spoil the peaceful atmosphere here. He deliberately suppressed his voice and gave a low laugh before asking, "Are you short of money?"
As soon as he said this, he felt as if he was asking the other party if he knew Amway.
Emlyn was a little stunned at first, then snorted and said, "Don't insult the noble blood with money!"
Klein snorted immediately, looked at the tall and burly Father Utravsky in front of him, and said casually: "As far as I know, those dolls with exquisite craftsmanship are not cheap, they can even be called expensive, especially with The kind that people wait for."
"..." Emlyn opened his mouth, trying to refute, but in the end he couldn't speak.
After a while of silence, he coughed twice, pretending not to care, and said, "Tell me, what do you want me to do for you? I'm not a blood race who likes to guess riddles."
Klein didn't look at the vampire beside him, and smiled to himself: "A friend of mine is about to be promoted, and needs to collect the corresponding Extraordinary materials. I wonder if you can help?"
"Are you doubting the ability of a blood race?" Emlyn White said arrogantly, "Even if I don't, I can still write to ask those more noble lords."
This is what I want... Klein immediately responded cracklingly: "The brain of the Thousand-Faced Hunter has a mutated pituitary gland, its blood is 100ml, its human-skinned shadow characteristics, and five hairs of deep-sea naga, as long as you can get it I will pay you for any one of these, depending on the price, the cheaper the price, the more you will be paid."
He intentionally reported more supplementary materials to avoid loss.
Hearing this completely unstumbling description, Emlyn White suddenly felt like he had fallen into the language trap of the other party. JrNovels.com
This is really regrettable... Klein sighed and returned to the real world.
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Wednesday morning.
Klein didn't suffer from insomnia because of the concern of the "True Creator" and the pursuit of the Aurora Society. He slept until dawn and happily went out to buy a Dixie pie for breakfast.
And the Dixie Pie definitely needs to be served with sweet iced tea.
While enjoying the delicacy, while flipping through the newspaper, he found the advertisement of Ernst Firm, and knew that there would be a gathering of Extraordinary people called by the old man "Eye of Wisdom" tomorrow night.
"This time, we can purchase the corresponding Extraordinary materials... But there is a high probability that there are none there, and there are only auxiliary materials such as 'Deep Sea Naga's hair'..." Klein seriously thought about which sources he could collect materials from.
He spread his left hand and counted silently with his fingers: "The interior of the Tarot Club includes the channels of the little 'Sun', Mr. 'The Hanged Man', and Miss 'Justice'; the gathering of Mr. 'Eye of Wisdom'; bodyguards." Miss and Maric, but try not to contact them recently; and, by the way, the vampire Emlyn White, didn�t he say that he can write to ask some powerful blood clans for advice? This is the network resource!�
Thinking of this, Klein immediately decided to go to Harvest Church to guard Emlyn White today.
Although Aurora would not be able to track him down, it still gave him a certain sense of urgency, making him want to collect extraordinary materials as soon as possible, and quickly promote to Sequence 6 as soon as the potion was digested.
10:00 a.m., South District of the Bridge, Rose Street.
Klein, who was wearing a double-breasted frock coat, took off his half-height silk top hat, and walked slowly into the rather small Harvest Church.
At a glance, he saw Father Utravsky, who looked like a giant, and Emlyn White, who was wearing a brown priest's robe.
The latter was wiping the candlestick there, looking numb with a dead heart.
What a coincidence... wait, he won't be here all day, right? Didn't come home until night? Klein randomly found a place to sit down, and there were no more than five believers in the entire church.
Emlyn White also saw him, put down the rag, walked over, and sat next to him.
The vampire's expression suddenly became vivid, his chin slightly raised, and he let out a hey: "He came here suddenly, do you want to ask me for help?"
Inside the Harvest Church.
Klein turned his head and glanced at Emlyn White. He didn't want to spoil the peaceful atmosphere here. He deliberately suppressed his voice and gave a low laugh before asking, "Are you short of money?"
As soon as he said this, he felt as if he was asking the other party if he knew Amway.
Emlyn was a little stunned at first, then snorted and said, "Don't insult the noble blood with money!"
Klein snorted immediately, looked at the tall and burly Father Utravsky in front of him, and said casually: "As far as I know, those dolls with exquisite craftsmanship are not cheap, they can even be called expensive, especially with The kind that people wait for."
"..." Emlyn opened his mouth, trying to refute, but in the end he couldn't speak.
After a while of silence, he coughed twice, pretending not to care, and said, "Tell me, what do you want me to do for you? I'm not a blood race who likes to guess riddles."
Klein didn't look at the vampire beside him, and smiled to himself: "A friend of mine is about to be promoted, and needs to collect the corresponding Extraordinary materials. I wonder if you can help?"
"Are you doubting the ability of a blood race?" Emlyn White said arrogantly, "Even if I don't, I can still write to ask those more noble lords."
This is what I want... Klein immediately responded cracklingly: "The brain of the Thousand-Faced Hunter has a mutated pituitary gland, its blood is 100ml, its human-skinned shadow characteristics, and five hairs of deep-sea naga, as long as you can get it I will pay you for any one of these, depending on the price, the cheaper the price, the more you will be paid."
He intentionally reported more supplementary materials to avoid loss.
Hearing this completely unstumbling description, Emlyn White suddenly felt like he had fallen into the language trap of the other party. JrNovels.com
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