August 23, 1379 in the Medland Glory calendar.

On the soft big bed, with his feet resting on the pillow and his head resting at the foot of the bed, Joe's eyes opened suddenly.

There was a big drunk last night, under the siege of Director Stein, Major General Dolong, and a number of officers and police officers, Joe, who had been drinking a lot since he was a child, finally lay down.

"How did I get back?" Joe rubbed his sour eyes vigorously and got up from the bed with difficulty and care.

"A group of men sent you back......" Laplasie's shrill voice sounded in his head: "Congratulations, Crimson." From a small and unknown role, you finally have a little bit of a small achievement. ”

Without waiting for Joe to speak, Laprahi continued to shout, "Congratulations on becoming the director of the Loeffgang sub-bureau, congratulations on being promoted." But when will you get rich? Oh, oh, I can't wait for the mountains of knowledge here! ”

"Can't wait? You can give me some useful knowledge first. Joe immediately picked up Laplasi's words.

"No money, don't talk about it, even if you're crimson?" Laplasi 'giggled' a few times: "I'm looking forward to our future deals, though...... The town of Loeffgang, that's a great place. ”

Laplasi vanished and was no longer silent.

Joe opened the curtains of his bedroom, stunned to find that it was pitch black outside, he had woken up too early - after opening up the sea of power and having enough strength, his physique had been strengthened, even if he had been drunk last night, he had only slept for two or three hours before waking up.

Joe looked back at the familiar bedroom, where the three large wine bottles that the grimace shopkeeper had given him yesterday were now sitting squarely on the small table beside the bed.

Looking at the three bottles, Joe looked out the window at the sky, he poured a potion, poured it down, and then curled up on the ground, his body in a strange twisted position, his breathing becoming heavy and long.

In the "Imperial Army Basic Breathing Method", there are dynamic exercises and static exercises, and the proportion of static exercises is larger and more complex.

Qiao's bloated body was like a flexible silkworm, slowly twisting and coiling on the carpet full of clutter, and every breath he took brought a wind in the room, and soon hot sweat flowed down his body.

The potion prepared by the shopkeeper of Grimace according to the new prescription was more than ten times more potent than the power potion purchased by Hesse, which was one hundred gold marks.

The medicinal power is stronger, there are very few impurities, and it is very easy to be absorbed by the sea of power that is constantly shrinking and expanding.

By the time dawn outside the window, Joe had unknowingly drunk fifteen cups of new-style potions, which were roughly equivalent to the amount of thirty old-fashioned strength potions alone.

The crimson light curtain lit up just in time.

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Energy Level: Sea of Power (Normal State: 7.223%) (Perfect State: 0.358%) (Physical Strength: 257,000 pounds)

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"Hey, Laplashi!" Joe was taken aback by the change in his energy level.

In just a few days, how could his cultivation progress, his strength, improve so much?

If memory serves, Joe remembers that his previous energy tier attributes were:

Sea of Power (Normal: 2.436%) (Perfection: 0.138%) (Physical Strength: 108,000 pounds)

Laprahi's lazy voice sounded: "As Crimson, whether you are beaten or beaten, if your strength fails to improve in any way, are you worthy of the name 'Crimson'?" ”

"How many battles have you experienced in the past few days, and how many killings have you seen?" Laprahi said slowly: "I have a free suggestion, if you kill everyone in the black prison of the police station, your sea of power is likely to complete all the cultivation of normal state!" ”

Qiao snorted expressionlessly: "Shut up...... So, how much has my cultivation improved just now? ”

Joe wanted to know how much his cultivation progress and strength had improved after he had drunk fifteen cups of the new potion just now.

"Ah, sorry, it's not free." Laprahi said slowly, "Do you want to compare the data before and after this cultivation?" Isn't it free...... Well, before you practiced, you didn't look at your own data, and that's your personal mistake......"

"It's not appropriate to pass on the damage caused by your personal mistakes to me." Laprahi sighed softly: "However, for the sake of this not too important knowledge, one hundred gold marks, how about I give you the most detailed comparative data?" ”

Joe was silent for a moment, then sneered, held his head high, and walked into the bathroom with a sweaty profuse.

"Laprahi, I won't let you earn even one more copper fountain su on me for nothing!" Joe laughed loudly while vigorously rinsing his body: "These potions, give them to Leah, she will find someone to test its efficacy, and then, I just wait for the gold coins to flow like flowing water......"

"Uncle Qiao, you will become a rich man! The rich man who made Gorkin drool with envy! Joe sang aloud a strange tune: "I don't know how to spend these gold coins, but it's a great feeling to be rich!" ”

"I have here the design drawings and a full set of processing techniques for the heavy rifled cannon, which is forty years ahead of the mainland of Medeland...... Take a million gold marks, you really don't want to? Laprahi's soft voice rang out faintly.

"What about the technology of the new repeating rifle?"

"What about the technology of the new ironclad battleship?"

"Or, the blueprints of the powerful forbidden firearm used by the assassin who killed Zahir?"

"Aha, if these are not tempting, then, respected Uncle Qiao, don't you really think about the formula of the elixir of immortality?"

"For Crimson, elixir of life doesn't make sense. But your father, your mother, your brother, your sister, your sister ......"

"Dear Crimson, you just said that you won't let me earn even one more copper fountain Su for nothing?" Laprahi said leisurely: "I don't think it's very logically rigorous, what do you say?" ”

After taking a bath, Joe walked out of the bathroom with a gloomy face, and without calling the maid, he got dressed himself.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the cloakroom, Joe sighed heavily: "But, dear Lord Laplasi, what is the use of you asking for money?" ”

Laprahi replied quickly: "A sense of satisfaction, right?" That's right, it's a sense of satisfaction. Dear Crimson, maybe I'm a legendary dragon, I like to sleep on a mountain of gold, and that makes me feel satisfied, that's all. ”

Joe rolled her eyes, grabbed a baton from the shelf and hung it around her waist, and strode out of her room.

In the small dining room on the first floor, Hesse was already sitting at the table, squinting at the "Tulun Port Post" with the scent of ink in his hand, holding a large vat of milk in his right hand, and bringing it to his mouth from time to time to take a sip.

Jo sat down across from Hesse, picked up his knife, and 'clicked' three large slivers of sausage and placed them on the plate in front of him.

As soon as he took two bites, Tifa was dazed, and his feet floated silently into the restaurant with a dull hair that stood up like a reed.

As usual, Leah bit a few hairpins in her mouth, held a comb in her right hand, and followed Tifa silently at the same feet, following her step by step, helping her comb her long hair all the way.

Tifa sat down beside Joe, reached out blankly, grabbed the sausage from Joe's plate, and took a big bite.

Joe looked at Tifa, sighed, and stood up, busily cutting off pieces of roast meat, sausages, and slices of bacon and fried eggs, which he kept putting in front of Tifa.

In just a few minutes, Tifa easily solved enough food for an ordinary ten big men to eat.

Joe handed Tifa a cup of piping hot coffee, and took a sip of fragrant coffee, Tifa's dull eyes finally moved, she looked at Joe, then at Hesse, and laughed 'hey, hey, hey'.

"Father, early; Joe, early ...... Ah, Joe, I heard you got the First Class Thorn Merit Medal? Great Mu, Gorkin's eyes are red with jealousy. You wait, wait for him to come back to visit his family, he will definitely beat you up! ”

Tifa's eyes narrowed into a line with laughter: "Merciful Mutesthe, Medal of Merit of the First Degree, Gorkin is already a lieutenant colonel, he has no hope in his life, he will definitely beat you up, Joe!" ”

Hesse laughed a few times, he dropped the newspaper in his hand, and on the front page of the newspaper was a huge group photo, which was a group photo of the officials and parliamentarians of Tulun Port freshly baked on the steps at the entrance of the town hall at noon yesterday.

"Tifa, don't envy Joe, you're about to end your internship and become an official Imperial judge." Hesse picked up a half-foot-thick file bag from the seat next to him and threw it in front of Tifa with a 'bang'.

"In the coming month, the Tulun Port District Court will be very busy, and all the judges, will be very busy."

"Here is the evidence of the crimes of some of the descendants of the Wells family, and you will be the presiding judge to judge the crimes of these guys and decide their punishment." Hesse patted the thick file bag hard, and looked at Tilfa seriously: "My baby, I was so easy to give you this little rookie and fight for this opportunity!" ”

"This is destined to be a big trial that will make half of the empire pay attention." Hesse said in a deep voice: "Behave well! ”

Tifa's eyes were instantly bloodshot, and then her face and neck turned red at a terrifying rate, and she suddenly pulled out the small mallet hanging from her waist, and waved it vigorously in the air, making a terrifying 'whirring' sound of breaking through the air.

"I'll send them all to the gallows...... The Wells family, there is not a single innocent! ”

"I knew it was so!" Joe turned around and muttered to Leah snuckly.

"But doesn't Tifa make sense?" Leah patted Joe's arm hard to put him in his seat, picked up the comb, and carefully brushed over the freshly washed, messy hair on his head.

"Tifa has a point, those guys from the Wells family should all go to the gallows!"

Weima pounced into the dining room like a nimble little bird, and she pounced on Joe with joy and dancing: "Joe, when did you come back?" It's been a long time since I've seen you...... I heard that you have been poked with a lot of holes in your body? Hurry up and take off your clothes and let me see! ”

Weima pounced, and then she tripped over the leg of a chair and fell headlong into the fruit basket by the table.

In the small dining room of the Vettu family, there was a lot of happy laughter and a weak cry from Weima.