Chapter 232 Poor

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

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

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

"Old Hagen, are you still the same today?"

"certainly."

"Okay, wait a moment."

On the street, ignoring the stained tabletop, Old Hagen randomly found a place to sit down. The first batch of merchant ships to arrive would be docking soon. He wanted to finish eating early and stand in a good position. 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 is dark, has an unmistakable fishy smell, and is steaming hot. I won’t say how it tastes, but the portion is indeed very filling.

Looking at this bowl of seafood porridge, without hesitation, Old Hagen picked up the porridge bowl and started to purr along the edge of the bowl. Although the seafood porridge in Lenz City breakfast was quite generous in each restaurant, after eating so many restaurants, Old Hagen I still feel that Lame is the most reliable place. For this reason, even if the taste is a bit worse, Old Hagen has become a regular customer here.

Burp, after eating a generous bowl of seafood porridge, his stomach felt warm. Old Hagen couldn't help but burp. This was another wonderful beginning.

Leaving two coppers behind, Old Hagen was about to leave, but at this moment his stomach suddenly became sour and he felt nauseated.

"Damn it, did Lame Lame really use rotten seafood to make the porridge? Is that why it tastes so great? There are so many portions?"

Although he was obviously very unwell, this was the first thought that came to Old Hagen's head.

Vomiting, vomiting sound, accompanied by a gurgling sound, an indescribable sour odor began to permeate the porridge shop.

It was at this time that Old Hagen's consciousness became increasingly blurred and his head became dizzy. He could only vaguely hear someone screaming in terror, calling for monsters, monsters.

“Maybe I should spend three coppers to have a bowl of good porridge in the future.

"

His consciousness sank and returned to darkness. This was the last thought in Old Hagen's heart. Since then, Old Hagen completely disappeared from this world, replaced by a man two meters tall, with light blue slippery skin, holding a big fish on his head. Head monster.

At the same time, similar things continued to happen. In just one morning, tens of thousands of people suddenly experienced mutations. Some people survived and turned into monsters like old Hagen. Some people failed and became Compared with the two, the latter may be luckier.

The original ocean was based on the mysterious substance provided by Max Lyman, and was a special potion developed by the Ripper Czech Spin. Its effect is somewhat similar to that of the Viper's black light virus, which can completely distort life. The racial characteristics of the body, but it is not as domineering and weird as the black light virus, let alone secondary contagion.

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

Even though there must be losses during this process, and a considerable number of people will die during the transformation, Max Lyman's requirements are not high, as long as 30,000 sea monsters appear in the end.

Ah, horrified screams echoed in Lenc City. More and more sea monsters completely triggered panic in Lenc City. But the strange thing is that there was such a big chaos, and neither the official army nor the extraordinary people in Lenc City were there. Appearing, this is really an incredible thing.

The Executive Council, the center of power in Lenc City, is located in a prime location in Lenc City. It looks like an enlarged staff inlaid with ocean gems. It is a landmark building in Lenc City, and it is also known as the Control Palace. The scepter means that whoever occupies this place has supreme power.

The top floor is covered by floor-to-ceiling glass, depicting a ritual witch formation as support and protection. No walls can be seen. From the outside, it looks like a rippling ocean gem that has been cut by a master, shining brightly.

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

Looking at the rickety figure at the door, Mughul Fink, one of the five permanent members of Lenz City, let out his own roar, his face full of confusion.

"Be quiet, Mgul. This is not a big deal. It's just a few dead legs. I promise you that nothing will happen to you, as long as you stay here obediently."

Looking directly at his old friend, Max Lyman 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 taking the wrong path, Mughul Fink continued to persuade him.

When he heard this, the corners of Max's mouth curved into a nice smile.

"Okay, Mgul, stop your poor performance. Don't I know you clearly? You should have informed Jaros Rader and the others, right?"

Looking at Mugul, Max did not hide his sarcasm.

Hearing this, Mgul's expression froze suddenly, and then he suppressed the grief on his face and regained his composure.

"How did you know?"

When he asked this question, although Mugul's expression was calm, there was an unconcealable fluctuation in his eyes, which all fell into Max's eyes.

"I will naturally know what you need to know. In addition, I will tell you good news for free. Jaros Rader and the others have been entangled by the sea monster, and they will not be able to get back in a short time."

As he said that, Max looked at Mgulul with a slightly pitiful look.

When he heard this, Muguer's pupils suddenly shrank, showing unconcealable shock.

"Have you already planned it?"

Pointing at Max with his finger, Mgul's voice trembled.

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

Seeing the frustration on the face of his former friend and rival, Max couldn't help but feel a sense of pleasure in his heart.

"Mughul, my poor good friend, please stay here obediently and don't struggle needlessly. My previous promise is still valid."

After speaking, with a decent smile, Max left here calmly and with a victor's attitude.

The situation is completely under his control at this moment. Even though Mugur is a fourth-level transcendent and has a trump card, it is not easy to kill him, 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 completed, it will be 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 unnecessary venting of anger was just the rage of an incompetent person. His old friend was really becoming more and more useless.

In the early morning, it was still dark. After losing the crystal chandelier, the top floor office seemed a little dark.

"Am I really pathetic? Max Lyman."

Sitting behind his desk, supporting his chin with his hand, Mgul Fink lowered his head and murmured softly.

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