"Welcome Mr. Morton, President Blade." Henry walked out of the study with a book in hand, and took a good look at the shell of the Race Choice as he greeted Blade.

"Who the hell are you TMD?!" The experience of the past few days has caused Nick to have a nervous breakdown, so when he sees a guy who seems to be in charge, he immediately starts to Chesdi.

What he had experienced in the past two days was about to collapse for him, an 'ordinary person', first the transport plane he was on was inexplicably attacked by a large group of crows, and then he hung up.

The resurrection that followed made Nick happy, but what happened next was not so rosy.

While he and Jenny were drinking at the bar, the continuous visions almost broke him. And the comrade-in-arms who 'went crazy' on the plane has also been resurrected, but how does it look like a zombie?

And he and Jenny were almost killed by Ann Marnet to find out, and Ann Marnet had recovered some of her mana and could drive some of the mummies to act as her minions.

In the face of these mummies, both Nick and Jenny have no choice but to escape.

Ammanette just unleashed some illusions and turned the two around, and if it weren't for Blade's appearance, he would have taken the bento with Jenny.

But even if he was saved by the black man who called himself the witcher just now, the black man wandered around him like a ghost for the next two days.

Nick admits to thanking the other person for saving his life, but it doesn't mean that Nick can accept a black uncle hanging around with you all the time.

If it weren't for Jenny's comfort, Nick would have been unbearable, after all, a black uncle who is in the same room with you 24 hours a day is really uncalm, and it would be almost the same if he was replaced by a beautiful woman.

However, the vision of Ann Marnet had always appeared in his mind for the past two days, but after so many things had happened, Nick also turned away from this 'god'.

"The Witcher." Nick Blade just shrugged his shoulders in the face of Chestyri, and he had actually explained it many times.

"Hehe, President Blade isn't good at explaining these things, leave it to me." Henry walked over and bowed slightly, the two of them were old acquaintances, and the two of them almost exchanged fire at the beginning.

"Well, then I'll go and rest first." Blade was really not good at this, so he simply threw Nick to Henry and turned away.

"Hehe, Mr. Morton, the question you just asked is complicated, but Mr. Morton, the more appropriate question is: who are you?" Dr. Henry was not very happy because Mr. Nick had just exploded into a foul mouth.

"Theoretically, I know everything about you......" Henry walked up to Nick with Jocelyn's personal file of Nick Morton, and read out some of Nick's commendations and punishments and unknown embarrassments, and Nick's eyes widened in disbelief as he listened.

"But this document doesn't have much value to me, after all, seeing is believing, and the document is not really convincing face-to-face. So I wanted to talk to you face to face. Henry saw that Nick was shocked and threw the papers on the table.

"Who are you?" Nick, stunned, looked at Henry with some surprise and scrutiny.

"I'm a doctor." Henry used the term 'doctor' in order to make Nick understand.

"Doctor?" Nick looked at Henry suspiciously, whether it was the exhibition room he 'visited' just now or the information in Henry's hand just now, it was not something that a doctor could have, let alone the super strong and powerful Blade, with the existence of such a colleague, Henry was not a doctor no matter how he looked at it.

"I am a Fellow of the Royal Society and my research interests are in chemical pathology and neurosurgery. I am also a lawyer. "But to Nick's surprise, Henry was a doctor.

"My name is Jekyll, Dr. Henry Jekyll." Henry abruptly left Nick standing where he was, and he himself walked straight to a nearby workbench and picked up what appeared to be a syringe.

"I've been studying immunology and epidemiology these days......" Henry walked briskly back to his desk with the syringe, and although he had been talking to Nick halfway through, he couldn't hide the haste in his steps.

"Mr. Morton, let me tell you a story, a story about one of my patients. He used to be a man of promises. A man for whom he is impeccable until he falls ill. Henry took the syringe and opened a suitcase full of reagents and loaded the reagents into the syringe one by one.

And Nick looked at the syringe and felt a chill down his spine, what's the situation?

"The disease will first manifest itself in some subtle details. Then the situation will slowly deteriorate and eventually develop into an overwhelming, chaotic, irresistible force. "Henry's movements and expectations have begun to go out of shape, and the suppressed demons in his body seem to have become a little restless because they sense the presence of 'the same kind', so Henry needs to inject drugs in advance to suppress the demon's activities.

The "poof......" syringe was inserted into Henry's gloveless left hand.

"He's lucky, he's a doctor himself, and if evil is a pathogen, then just get rid of it, and the human body will be healed." Henry breathed a sigh of relief after injecting the potion, and after sitting down in his chair and taking two breaths, Henry walked over to Nick.

"Mr. Morton, I want to show you something." Henry led Nick out of his office and into the hall of captivity: the 'Flower Room'.

"Welcome to the 'Flower Room'. Mr. Morton. The name is taken from the Latin word meaning 'a warning about monsters'. Henry walked into the flower room and said to Nick.

Behind Henry were several prisons made of special alloys. Inside the prison were several humanoid monsters, and even a humanoid werewolf and a troll in special shackles.

"Forget everything you think you know, and welcome to the real world, a world of danger and death. Let me introduce you to the two you have already met: Blade, the president of the North American Witcher Chapter, and Jenny Halsey, a historian. Some of our research requires someone like Jenny to be able to do it, and yes, Jenny is my subordinate. Henry first introduces Nick to Blade and Jenny.

However, the blade who sat cross-legged and fell into meditation did not respond, and Henry did not care, after all, whether it was strength or identity, the blade was stronger than him, and Henry also knew that the blade had not closed his eyes for almost two days in order to catch Ammanette.

Although Blade is strong, he has fought Ammarnet several times in two days, even if it is a mental fight, but the consumption of Blade is greater, after all, although Blade doesn't know anything about spells like Drake, he is not very good at it.