[It seems that I will have to read more information about electricity in the evening.] Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo】

Mo Ren put the cable back away, and then walked directly towards the practice room.

Although the area of the practice room is not small, in fact, Mo Ren was very simple when it was built, because except for some of the simplest power supplies and airways, there are no other overly complicated things in the entire practice room, and the six sides of the entire room are covered with a kind of gray-white natural stone bricks, coupled with a white light source, which makes the entire practice room look very clean and tidy, and this is also in line with Mo Ren's always aesthetic style.

And when Mo Ren walked into the practice room, Xiao Lisa was also practicing some of the most basic power skills inside, with the continuous interaction of punches and kicks, the sweat on her body also wet the ends of her hair again, and completely soaked the bathrobe-like pajamas.

"Ah, Mr. Mo. ”

Little Lisa found Mo Ren and said hello to him at this moment.

"Hmm. Mo Ren nodded slowly, and then walked over to Lisa, and asked her, "How is the practice?"

"It's not bad, it feels hot. ”

Little Lisa smiled sweetly, and then wiped the sweat on her face with her sleeve: "Although I am a little tired, I feel very comfortable to exercise like this." ”

"That's good. ”

Mo Ren gently touched Lisa's little head, and then also looked up at the ventilation channel that was working, and asked casually: "By the way, how does it feel to exercise here, do you feel depressed and stuffy?"

"No, I don't. ”

Hearing Mo Ren's question, Xiao Lisa also shook her head: "The temperature here is very comfortable, and the air is always fresh. ”

"Is that so?"

Mo Ren nodded slowly, and he was much more satisfied with the performance of this underground engineering structure.

Although this practice room was built deep underground by Mo Ren, Mo Ren has already installed a very complete central air-conditioning structure in the entire underground project, which can effectively exhaust, dehumidify, and control the temperature, so instead of the cold and damp feeling in the deep underground, the humidity and temperature are very pleasant, and there is no such thing as saying that people will feel stuffy after staying here for a long time, after all, Xiao Lisa also used her own personal experience to help Mo Ren prove this。

This means that this underground engineering structure is feasible, and even if you change to another place in the future, you can emulate this structure and build your own secret base.

"Let's go, you're almost done today. ”

After confirming the perfection of this underground engineering structure, Mo Ren also took little Lisa back to his above-ground residence.

After the previous experiment, it was already night, so Mo Ren also took little Lisa to take a round of medicinal baths as usual, and gradually strengthened her physique by massaging the acupoints, and then sent her back to her own room.

And when little Lisa fell asleep, Mo Ren's own activities had just begun.

He returned to the ground once more, and released Witken in an empty room.

After a short half of a day's imprisonment, Vitken was naturally a little afraid of Mo Ren, but Mo Ren had too many ways to deal with him, so he naturally didn't care about this fear and vigilance.

"Drink this. ”

Mo Ren mixed a glass of sugar water and secretly released a dose of dopamine-like inside, then handed it to Vitken.

"What is this? Why am I drinking this?"

Wittken seemed to be hesitating to take the glass of sugar water, his face was full of nervousness, and after the proud mental hints did not work, all his dependence was completely gone, and the fear of the unknown had completely filled his heart, which made him sensitive and cautious.

"It's your sincerity. ”

Mo Ren calmly said to Vitken, "If you don't want me to kill you, then drink this glass of water, because only then can I trust you." ”

"But what exactly is this glass?"

Wittken reluctantly took the glass of sugar water, then he sniffed it very carefully, and then under the influence of hormones, his nervous expression changed instantly: "Oh, why does it look ...... Looks like it's delicious?"

"Would you like to try it?"

Mo Ren calmly induced Wittken: "Anyway, if I wanted you to die, you would have died a long time ago, but now you are not dead, which means that I have no intention of harming you." ”

"Well, you're right......"

Wittken couldn't help but swallow, and then he just picked up the cup and drank it down.

"Goo knock! Goo knock!"

With a loud swallowing sound, Vitken also completely succumbed to the power of dopamine-like hormones, the whole person couldn't even stand steadily, and directly sat on the ground with weak legs, his eyes kept rolling upward, and the muscles of his body twitched unconsciously, and an indescribable huge feeling completely dominated his brain, making his brain's reward mechanism, thinking mode, and personality itself have changed.

"The Evil God ...... Above"

After about half an hour, Witken came back to his senses from that extreme comfort, and now his eyes when he looked at Mo Ren completely changed, and an eager and crazy emotion replaced the original fear and caution: "Tell me! What the hell is that!?"

"Evil waters. ”

Mo Ren calmly said nonsense: "It is a drink that can make people experience infinite bliss, and only I can make it. ”

"This is truly the greatest invention ever!"

Wittken, whose logical thinking had been destroyed by a large dose of dopamine, was convinced of this, and even couldn't help but applaud Mo Ren: "Your greatness is simply indescribable in words! This is simply like a sweet divine grace descended by the great evil god himself!"

"If you like it, if you like. ”

Mo Ren's expression was still very calm: "So, if I keep providing you with this kind of thing, are you willing to cooperate with me?"

"Yes, yes, I very much!"

Vitken nodded frantically: "Don't say it's cooperation, a great existence like you, I'm even willing to be directly loyal to you!"

"Good. ”

Mo Ren nodded with great satisfaction, and then directly cut the topic to the right track: "In that case, then I will tell you directly, I am very interested in your teaching now." ”

"Oh, my lord, that's our pleasure. ”

Witken swallowed, "If you are willing to give that luscious holy water to other believers, they will definitely follow you madly, and you will even become an archbishop because of it." ”

"Really?"

Mo Ren glanced at Vitken's appearance at the moment, and then pretended to be unintentional and said: "It's a pity that I can only make one cup of this evil water every day, if I give it to others, it will reduce the amount I give you every day." ”

"What!?"

When Witken heard Mo Ren say this, his pupils suddenly shrank, and then he immediately shook his head: "No, no, no, no!"

"Oh, how?"

Mo Ren pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Why do you seem excited?"

"Your Excellency, you can't deduct my portion!"

Witken didn't think about it, but then he seemed to realize that this kind of rhetoric was not good, so he tried to weigh his tone and statement again: "Well, I mean they may not be able to afford it, and you should know that if the share is not enough, they will probably do something crazy, after all, ......"

"Is that so?"

Mo Ren nodded, and then said according to Witken's meaning: "What you said also has some truth, then I will only give you one person for the time being." ”

"Thank you, Lord Xie!"

When Witken heard Mo Ren say this, his eyes lit up at this moment, and he immediately thanked Mo Ren for his kindness.

"It's just a small thing, you don't have to care. ”

Mo Ren waved his hand, and then deliberately said in a somewhat regretful tone: "It's a pity that my strength is still not strong enough, otherwise, with my special ability, I should be able to make more evil water, and when the time comes, I can not only share it with other disciples to enjoy, but also distribute it to you every day, so that you can enjoy that feeling of extreme happiness even more." ”

"More ......"

Vitken was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately realized what this meant, so he hurriedly said to Mo Ren: "My lord, I am a priest of the Negative Sect, and I can sacrifice to the evil god to help you increase your strength!"

"yes, I almost forgot. ”

Mo Ren deliberately showed a very surprised look, and coaxed Witken, who was already a little mentally damaged: "If that's the case, not only will I become stronger, but your daily weight will also increase a lot because of this." ”

"My lord, let's go arrest now. ”

Every time he heard the news about the "pheromone potion", Witken would be extremely impulsive, and he rubbed his hands impatiently at the moment: "As long as I have the ability, I promise to catch a large number of fresh sacrifices for you in one night, and when the time comes, as long as I torture this group of sacrifices, you can gain strength through sacrifices." ”

"No, you're being reckless. ”

After hearing Wittken's suggestion, Mo Ren also shook his head slowly: "Although the security of this country is a little poor because of the refugees, it is not bad enough for you to wantonly arrest legal residents, if you do this, we will be very dangerous, and even attract the official ability of this country, and then the gains will outweigh the losses." ”

"That's... So what to do?"

Vitken was stunned for a moment, and then he dragged down a small bag on his waist as if he remembered something: "My lord, I still have a little negative currency here, it should be enough to barely launch a sacrifice, or we ...... first."

"Huh?"

Mo Ren glanced at the small cloth bag in Witken's hand, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

As early as when I first encountered them, I noticed this small cloth bag, but I couldn't ask them at the time, but now it's different, so Mo Ren also asked directly: "Witken, what is this?"

"Negative coins, my lord. ”

Wittken first explained habitually, and then realized that the adult in front of him didn't seem to be very clear about some of the things he was teaching, so he took the initiative to explain to Mo Ren while untying the small cloth bag: " This is a kind of currency that circulates within our negative religion, because it is refined by those stupid sacrifices, so it can be sacrificed to the great evil gods, and because this thing is more convenient to carry, so ordinary believers and priests will have a little bit of this negative currency in their hands, and if there is really no way to get a sacrifice, they will temporarily use negative coins to replace it. ”

“…… Currency made from living people?"

Mo Ren looked at the gray-red crystalline coin, and his brows furrowed slightly: "What is the ratio of this currency to the sacrifice?"

"About 80 percent. ”

Vitken didn't see Mo Ren's frowning, he saw him think about it for a while, and then explained directly to Mo Ren: "Generally speaking, a sacrifice can be refined into a negative coin, but there will be some losses in this transformation process, and this loss is about 20 percent, so in fact, one negative coin cannot replace a living sacrifice, it can only replace about 80 percent, if a sacrifice requires ten sacrifices, then it will take twelve negative coins to exchange for negative coins for sacrifice." ”

"I see. ”

Hearing Vitken's explanation, Mo Ren also nodded slowly.

The color and appearance of such a thing as negative coins reminded him of a cartoon he watched with his younger brother Mo Ling when he was a child, which seemed to be called Stigmata Alchemy...... No, it seems to be called Fullmetal Alchemist or something, and if memory serves, there is also the technology to refine living people into matter, and it can also be used for sacrifice.

Oh, by the way, they call it equivalent exchange.

"Your Excellency, do you need me to sacrifice?"

Witken didn't notice that Mo Ren was reminiscing about the past, and at this moment, after explaining the negative coin, he was also a little eager to ask Mo Ren.

"Well, that's okay. ”

Mo Ren nodded, then shifted his gaze to the negative coin, and with a slight movement of his mind, he took a negative coin from Vitken's hand and floated it to himself to look at it carefully.

This is a coin much larger than the Tianxia one-dollar coin, the specifications look more like the gold coins made in ancient Europe, the size is about the same as the pulsating bottle cap, and the thickness is about three or four centimeters, the overall structure is a turbid gray-red, there is no crystal crystal at all, but it is full of an incomparably strong negative atmosphere in it, if you look closely, you can even see the very painful face of a middle-aged man through the coin, as if a resentful spirit was sealed in this coin。