McCartney readily admitted: "There is no problem with the staff, and the Celtic compatriots in Boston, who are numerous, and generally not doing well, are happy to seek change." ”

"Do you want an industrial worker, or a farmer, or a cowboy?"

Zhang Huaisheng said a little helplessly: "With our little belongings, is it possible to buy a factory?" ”

"Farmers and cowboys, of course."

McCarney laughed dumbly.

"It couldn't be easier."

"I'll introduce you to someone tomorrow, just tell him how many people you need."

"Thank you."

"Mr. McCartney, give this back to you."

Zhang Huaisheng took off the necklace around his neck, if it was before, he would definitely feel reluctant.

After all, the Mermaid's Punishment is a very powerful transcendent item, and he happens to be able to accept the price he pays when using it.

But now that Zhang Huaisheng has obtained his own "twin blades", he immediately began to like the new and hate the old.

"Mr. McCartney, I need an empty room."

"I purchased a hunter's potion for Killian today and need an undisturbed place to perform the feeding ritual."

McCarney nodded:

"There are so many empty rooms here, except for the three rooms on the left-hand side of the second floor."

"Okay."

Zhang Huaisheng and Killian went to the balcony together.

Zhang Huaisheng took out the hunter's potion he bought, showing an amber color,

Place it on the table.

"Potions of any route, when taken, need to follow a fixed ritual."

"To take a hunter's potion, you need to take off all your clothes in the open air, grind birch leaves into minced pieces, mix the juice of mandala flowers and mint leaves, and coat your whole body."

"You need to bow down to the moon and take the Hunter's Potion."

"Don't think it's funny, it's the experience of our predecessors in countless attempts."

Zhang Huaisheng was mixing the juice while giving it to Killian Science.

The reason why there are only nine transcendent paths is recognized is because they are systematic, with a complete range of advanced methods and potion recipes.

Some wild transcendents either have incomplete inheritances, or by chance, the spiritual infection that should have caused alienation due to instability has stabilized.

By chance, it can be regarded as gaining extraordinary power.

But this is not reproducible, and because this balance in the human body is very delicate, it is easily stimulated, leading to alienation.

"In the meantime, you have to relax and imagine yourself running through the woods, in the wilderness... Have you ever been a hunter before? ”

"Of course, nine out of ten Gaelic people are good hunters, and I once killed an 800-pound brown bear with an old-fashioned double-barreled shotgun."

Killian said with some pride.

"Then try to remember when you hunted brown bears, and don't take it lightly, it's about your digestion of potions... If you digest some of the potions during the potion phase, it will make your future play much smoother. ”

Killian was a little puzzled: "Play, play... Always talking about acting, what does it mean to play? ”

He still remembers that at the beginning, he asked Teresa's teacher and told Zhang Huaisheng to "play the law".

But until now, he hasn't figured out what "acting" is.

"Make yourself more in tune with the potion, that's all."

Zhang Huaisheng said: "There is no need to dwell on its principle, and this is not something you should consider. ”

Killian was now stripped naked, and the big one was standing on the balcony.

"I'll paint it for you on the back, and you can do it yourself in the front."

Looking at Killian's vigorous and sturdy body, Zhang Huaisheng had a feeling that he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Do you use paint for birds? It's pretty cool. ”

"It's best to apply it all over. According to the clerk, this thing has hallucinogenic properties and will make you better fit the hunter's mood. ”

Three times five divided by two to apply the ointment.

A gust of wind blew, and a painful expression suddenly appeared on Killian's face: "The god of hunting is above, if I am guilty, I would prefer to be punished by the law than to be tortured like this." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, drink the potion quickly, and after a while, the potion you apply to your body will attack, and you will be out of reason."

"Just drink it straight?"

"Could it be that you still want me to feed you?"

Killian held up the cup in his hand.

Amber potions, as thick as honey.

"I think it's more like old phlegm than honey."

Seeing that the potion hadn't flowed out of the cup for a long time, Killian complained with some wicked amusement.

Zhang Huaisheng was a little helpless: "Go get a spoon and scoop it up... No matter how disgusting your metaphor is, it's not for me to drink. ”

Killian picked up the spoon he had used to make the ritual potion, knelt down facing the moon again, scooped up the potion and gulped it down.

Soon, he ate a small bottle.

He picked up the empty bottle and asked, "Would you like to fill it with water?" I can't dig into it. ”

"No, the potion itself is made with the issue of attrition in mind."

Zhang Huaisheng inexplicably remembered the kind of yogurt that he often drank in his previous life that needed to be licked.

"Next, relax and imagine yourself back in the Scottish Highlands, aiming a shotgun at an alert fawn."

At this time, Killian suddenly let out an exclamation: "Jinyu, I saw it, I really saw it!" ”

"It's a fallow deer, very docile little one, and I can't do anything to it."

A look of pity crossed Killian's face, and he fell to his knees, hands relaxed.

"We are not allowed to hunt fallow deer unless we are really hungry."

His face suddenly turned hideous: "Damn, what are you guys doing?" This is our woodland! ”

"The city government sold the forest land to your company?"

"What bullshit company, I haven't heard of this at all, you guys get out of here immediately, or I'll shoot."

He raised his shotgun, and the expression on his face was as fierce as that of a wild beast when it was invaded territory.

Zhang Huaisheng watched all this silently.

The hallucinations that Killian saw were probably the ones he had experienced before.

This middle-aged man, who is always giggling and even looks a little heartless, actually has his own story.

In this day and age, everyone has a story on their back.

Chinese laborers who left their homeland and went to the United States, tens of thousands of kilometers away, to beg for a living.

Soldiers who carry spears, crouch in trenches or anti-artillery holes, and are at risk of losing their lives at any time.

Gangmates in gangs in the tavern.

Wall Street, desperately trying to win favor and climb up step by step.

In this era, even small people are burdened with their own stories.

The difference is that some people's stories often come to an abrupt end after only halfway through.

Kirian made a fuss for an hour, crying and laughing, shouting and screaming like a wild man who didn't understand the rules of man.

Eventually, he lay on the ground exhausted.

With a faint spiritual glow on his body, he has successfully stepped into the door of the transcendent world and become a Sequence 9 hunter.

He didn't have all kinds of terrible changes in his body like Zhang Huaisheng did when he was promoted to the evil spirit.

He was consistent throughout.

This is due to Zhang Huaisheng's adequate preparation for Killian, as well as the precautions shared by the clerk selflessly.

Zhang Huaisheng dragged Killian back into the room and threw him on the bed.

After saying hello to Mr. McCarney, he returned to the balcony.

He sat down and took the "twins" out.

This long knife, which is more than two meters long, is very difficult to carry if it is not disassembled.

He plans to find an opportunity to store it in dimensional space tomorrow.

Zhang Huaisheng touched the blade of the long knife with his fingers, and spiritual ripples rippled on his fingertips.

He could clearly perceive the joy coming from the long knife, just like the anger and resentment he felt every time he used the Mermaid's Grudge.

The emotion was so strong that he felt empathy.

"From today onwards, you are no longer alone."

Zhang Huaisheng showed a smile, the lonely is not only the "twins", he is also a lonely traveler.

…

McCarney stroked the necklace in his hand, and his face showed a deep sense of pampering.

"You've worked hard for the past two days."

His somewhat old fingertips showed a sea-blue glow, and there was a faint sound of flowing water.

The blue glow fell on the necklace, and the necklace also had a faint glow.

"What?"

"That Mr. Zhang's blood is quite delicious?"

McCarney was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but laugh: "Didn't I tell you to drink as little of his blood as possible?" ”

"What? Didn't you hold back because it was so delicious? ”

McCarney was stunned, he scratched his bald hair, and said helplessly: "In addition to drinking blood, did you inquire about the news I want to know?" ”

"Is it more powerful than the average Sequence 7?"

McCarney showed a thoughtful expression: "That's amazing, he's only Sequence 8." No wonder Clifford thinks so highly of him. ”

He stroked the necklace in his hand and said, "Clifford said that he and Mr. Lie had received a grant from the Germans and were ready to return to Russia ahead of schedule, and the organization had been renovated. ”

"He felt that only by following Mr. Lie could he figure out the path of innovation for the proletarians."

"But God knows if the so-called innovation can be achieved?"

McCarney sighed deeply.

So far, the innovations in the world, which have been successful, have been from the top down, and have never been led by the proletarians, and have also succeeded in innovation.

"We can only pray for it."

"After all, he's the only remaining middle order of the Order's fruits."