Chapter 232 Poor

The latest website: Three days later, in the early morning, it was a new beginning. The city of Lenz, which had just been silent for a while, became lively again. Of course, as the beginning of the day, the first thing people are busy with is stomach problems. If you don’t eat enough, you won’t have the energy to work , Breakfast is an essential meal in Lenz.

As a city built on the archipelago, most of the residents of Lenz City depend on the fresh water of the March River, which is the fresh water resource they depend on for survival.

The seafood porridge cooked with rye and small sea fish is the most common breakfast on the streets of Lenz City. It is loved by many coolies because of its large portion and strong taste.

"Old Hagen, is it the same today?"

"certainly."

"Okay, just wait a moment."

On the street, ignoring the stained tabletops, Old Hagen randomly found a place to sit down. The first batch of merchant ships that arrived soon would be docking. Otherwise, the work will be taken away by others.

"Old Hagen, your seafood porridge."

As he spoke, the lame boss placed a porridge bowl made of large shells in front of Old Hagen.

The porridge was dark, with an undisguised fishy smell, and it was steaming. I won't talk about the taste, but the portion is really big.

Looking at this bowl of seafood porridge, without hesitation, Old Hagen picked up the porridge bowl and started snoring along the side of the bowl. Although it is said that the seafood porridge in the breakfast in Lenz City is relatively large, but after eating so many old Hagen I still feel that the lame place is the most reliable, and even if the taste is a bit poor because of this reason, the old Hagen has become a regular customer here.

Hiccup, after eating a bowl of seafood porridge with plenty of weight, the stomach was warm, and Old Hagen couldn't help but burp, which was another good start.

Leaving two coins behind, Old Hagen was about to leave here, but at this moment his stomach suddenly turned sour, and a nausea surged up.

"Damn it, did the lame porridge really use rotten seafood? That's why it tastes so big? The portion is so big?"

It was obvious that he was very unwell, but this was the first thought that turned in Old Hagen's head.

Vomit, vomit, accompanied by a sputtering, an indescribable sour smell began to permeate the porridge shop.

It was at this time that old Hagen's consciousness became more and more blurred,

My head became more and more dizzy, but I could vaguely hear someone screaming in horror, calling for monsters, monsters.

"Maybe I should spend three coppers for a good bowl of porridge in the future."

Consciousness sinking and returning to darkness, this was the last thought in old Hagen's mind. Since then, old Hagen has completely disappeared in this world, replaced by a two-meter-tall man with light blue slippery skin, holding a big fish head of monster.

At the same time, similar things continued to happen. In just one morning, tens of thousands of people suddenly changed. Some survived and turned into monsters like Old Hagen. Some failed and became A pile of rotten meat, compared with the two, the latter may be a little luckier.

The original ocean, based on the mysterious substance provided by Max Lehman, was a special potion developed by the Ripper Jack Spin. Its function is somewhat similar to the black light virus of the poisonous snake, and it can completely distort life. The racial characteristics of the body, but it is not as overbearing and weird as the black light virus, and it is not secondary infectivity.

With limited materials, Max Lyman only had one bottle of the original ocean, but this was enough. This bottle of the original ocean was enough to infect about 100,000 humans and turn them into sea monsters.

Even if there is bound to be loss in this process, and a considerable number of people will die during the transformation, Max Lehman's requirements are not high, as long as 30,000 sea monsters appear in the end.

Ah, the horrified screams echoed in Lenz City, and more and more sea monsters completely caused panic in Lenz City, but it is strange that there was such a big disturbance, and neither the official army nor extraordinary people in Lenz City Appearing, this is really an incredible thing.

The Executive Council, the center of power in Lenz City, is located in the prime location of Lenz City. It looks like a magnified copyright rod inlaid with marine gemstones as a whole. It is a landmark building in Lenz City. The scepter means that whoever occupies this place holds the supreme power.

The top floor, covered by floor-to-ceiling glass, depicts a ritual witch formation as support and protection, without any walls in sight. From the outside, it looks like a rippling ocean gem cut by a master, shining brightly.

"Max, do you know what you're doing now?"

Looking at the hunchbacked figure at the door, Mugur Fink, one of the five permanent members of Lenz City, let out his own roar, his face full of puzzlement.

"Be quiet, Mugur, it's not a big deal, it's just a few mud legs that died, I promise you nothing will happen to you, as long as you stay here obediently."

Looking directly at his old friend, Max Lehman had a faint smile on his face, looking elegant and calm.

"Max, stop it, it's still too late."

As if he couldn't bear his old friend to go astray, Mugur Fink continued to persuade him.

And hearing this, Max's mouth outlined a beautiful arc.

"Okay, Mugur, stop your clumsy performance, I still don't know you? You should have informed Alos Rad and them?"

Looking at Mugur, Max made no secret of his sarcasm.

Hearing this, Mugur's expression froze suddenly, and then restrained the grief on his face, and regained his composure.

"How did you know?"

When he asked this question, although Mugur looked calm, there was unconcealable fluctuation in his eyes, and all of this fell into Max's eyes.

"Of course I will know what I should know, and I will tell you a piece of good news for free. Alos Ladd and the others have been entangled by sea monsters, and they will not be able to return in a short time."

As he spoke, Max looked at Mugur with a look of pity.

Upon hearing this, Mu Guer's pupils shrank suddenly, with an unconcealable shock.

"Have you already made up your mind?"

Stretching out his finger and pointing at Max, Mugur's voice trembled a little.

"Of course, otherwise, do you think Lenz City would fall under my control so quickly?"

Seeing the frustration on the face of his former friend and opponent, Max couldn't help feeling a surge of pleasure in his heart.

"Mugur, my poor friend, stay here obediently, don't make unnecessary struggles, my previous promise is still valid."

After finishing speaking, with a decent smile, Max left here calmly with the attitude of a winner.

At this moment, the situation is completely under his control. Even if Muguer is a fourth-order extraordinary person, and he also has a hole card, it is not easy to kill, but he only needs to trap the opponent for a period of time so that the opponent cannot interfere with his plan. Okay, when his plan is done, it's all over.

Bang, click, that was the sound of the crystal chandelier falling to the ground. Hearing this sound, the smile on the corner of Max's mouth became brighter and brighter. The needless venting of anger was just the rage of the incompetent. His old friend is really becoming more and more useless.

In the early morning, the sky was not bright yet, and after losing the crystal chandelier, the top office looked a little dark.

"Am I really pitiful? Max Lyman."

Sitting behind the desk, propping his chin with his hands, Mugur Fink lowered his head and murmured softly.

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