Near University of Garyville
Along the way, Garen encountered no other attacks, and arrived at the house in the suburbs without any danger. It was already evening. Jay has brought people over himself and has just arrived here.
"Boss." A group of new high-level men in black, led by Jay, greeted Garen neatly.
Garen nodded, got out of the car, and walked into the gate of the villa under the guidance of Jay and the others.
Several Nighthawk members opened the door for him respectfully, and led the way, across the lawn, to an open space behind the house.
There are several trucks parked in the open space, covered with black cloth, full of things, I don’t know what they are,
"Boss, these are the goods we received this time." Jay bowed his head and said respectfully.
He and a few of his men waited quietly for Garen's inspection.
Garen stepped forward and lifted a corner of the black cloth with the bright light of the lamp on the side. It revealed huge black boxes inside.
He vaguely sensed from inside the box that a looming aura of potential was constantly lingering and entrenched.
Looking around for a week, more than a dozen subordinates consciously dispersed and set up vigilance around them. Their waists were swollen and their eyes were alluring.
"There are three truckloads of goods here, with a total of one hundred and twenty-five pieces. I will recover the rest as soon as possible." Jay reported in a low voice.
Garen nodded in satisfaction.
"I believe you, let people put all the things here into the villa, and find more people to take care of this house. It's too deserted for me to live alone."
"Okay." Jay nodded quickly. After whispering some instructions to his subordinates, another group of people came in immediately, and began to open the boxes one after another, moving things into the villa.
One by one, vases, mirrors, tableware, oil paintings, and even very old music boxes, etc., all kinds of things were carefully brought into the villa, and all placed in one room under Garen's instructions.
'What do you want these artifacts for? Hexas asked puzzled in his ear. 'The void creature is approaching again soon, you still have time to take care of these boring things. '
"Can't you see?" Garen didn't answer, but asked casually.
'See what? 'Black Sass obviously didn't know the existence of potential points on the antique.
"I prefer to collect cultural relics," Garen said casually.
The removal of cultural relics was not completed until midnight, and the group withdrew from the villa one after another. Under the leadership of Jay, leaving behind some of the guards of the villa, most of the rest drove back to the branch of the man in black.
The headquarters of the men in black are located in Africa, while the headquarters of Nighthawk is established in the United States because of Gallon. No matter which side can mobilize enough manpower, even the elite.
It wasn't until everyone left completely that Garen stayed alone in the storage room containing the cultural relics.
He looked at a large number of cultural relics, some of which exuded potential, while others were just ordinary antiques.
It took another half of the night to sort out these antique relics one by one, put the useless antiques aside, and take out the potential bronze separately.
Among them, there are forty-five antiques with potential value, and most of them contain several potential points. There are only three antiques with at least ten potential points in them.
One of them was a mask, some strange and ancient black and red masks, Garen couldn't even feel how much potential value was inside, but it felt vast, at least ten or more, maybe twenty thirty.
The timely delivery of this batch of cultural relics made him feel much better immediately, and his injuries seemed to have eased a lot.
'Aside from the historical value of collecting cultural relics, what else can they do? 'Hass said naggingly.
Garen turned a deaf ear to it. Just being in this room, he could feel that his body was continuously absorbing the potential breath emanating from the antique relics.
He glanced at the attribute bar below his field of vision, and the potential value was slowly and vaguely beating. Although it was slow, it was indeed increasing.
He picked up a pocket watch casually, and quickly inhaled all the potential breath in his body. The cool air flow flowed into the wrist, into the forearm, then rushed up the shoulder, and went straight into the brain.
The potential point instantly increased by more than three points. Moreover, there are still remaining potential points that are slowly increasing the input. It will take at least a week for this pocket watch to completely absorb it.
Absorbing from antiques is not as fast as killing in the totem world, but this kind of value is long-lasting and continuous.
Garen glanced out the window, the sky was slightly bright, and the night passed straight away, and the injuries on his body began to slow down in some places because he did not get a good rest.
Looking at the various cultural relics and antiques in front of him, Garen simply didn't bother to go to school, and lay down between a pile of cultural relics, and fell asleep on an old clean copper bed.
The fastest way to absorb is to stay with these cultural relics all the time.
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time flies.
after a few months
Under the night sky, a white car slowly parked in front of an independent villa in the suburbs, and the automatic iron door slowly opened by remote control.
Garen sat in the driver's seat and drove quietly into the garden of the villa, crossed the fountain, made a turn around and slowly drove into the underground garage under the guidance of the maid.
Boom.
He opened the door and got out of the car. Walk out of the garage slowly.
At night, the sky is full of stars, densely packed like countless light blue broken diamonds inlaid in the night.
Garen, dressed in a black slim suit, walked along the lawn into the gate of his villa, where the lights were brightly lit. Two people who hadn't seen each other for a long time were already sitting.
Quentin and Seidon.
Both of them seemed to be resting their eyes with their eyes closed. When they heard the door opening and footsteps, they opened their eyes and looked towards the door at the same time.
Seeing that it was Garen, they stood up one after another.
"President."
Two salutations sounded one after another.
Garen has been busy absorbing potential points and practicing dreaming skills with great concentration recently. In terms of dreaming skills, concentrating on the dreaming skills and clearly realizing that he is dreaming has been quite effective. To his surprise, this kind of training seems to be It is helpful to his own level of secret martial arts. While improving his dreaming skills, he feels that his level of secret martial arts, which has not moved for a long time, has improved here.
There seems to be a new change in the Killing Hand, which even Black Sass didn't expect. Garen's Slaughtering Hand was actually practiced under the influence of the northern halberd soldier Hanyan True Water Evil Kung Fu. It is not a pure Slaughtering Demon Kung Fu. There seems to be some kind of wonderful change in it. Whether it is good or bad, we can only take one step at a time.
In the past few months, he has been attacked by white dolls several times, but as he has become more and more proficient in coping, the terrifying fighting realm of the king of the century has allowed him to find him in a very short period of time. In addition to the shortcomings of the white doll, it is easier to deal with the white doll, and the increase in potential points can quickly recover from injuries. From the moment he was able to wake up and maintain self-consciousness in his dreams, the two or three heads of the white doll were worthless to him.
If you can maintain your self-awareness, you can use your secret martial arts and strength unhindered. I don't know how many times stronger than the muddleheaded passive attack.
Even without the help of Black Sass, he can easily deal with a few white dolls now, fully reflecting the general-level strength that Black Sass once mentioned. In the past few months, he even killed more than ten white dolls one after another.
However, all his energy was devoted to the void creatures, which also made him pay no attention to the normal affairs of this world for a long time. In this life of rapidly recovering his strength and improving himself, he put everything else behind him.
Now, with the support of the cultural relics that have been recovered continuously, he has accumulated more than 200 potential points while continuously improving his average physical fitness. He has already used all of his body strengthening.
"It's rare for you to come to me. Is there something more important?" Garen asked the maid to deliver three cups of green tea. Although he was in a European-style environment, he still didn't like coffee. After drinking that kind of thing, his mouth became sour. , far less comfortable than tea.
Quentin frowned slightly. This glamorous and hot girl was always straightforward, but at this moment she seemed a little hesitant.
"Let me tell the story." Saidon already looked like a normal young man in the society at this time, with a neat suit, a gray body, neatly groomed hair, and not much beard left.
"President, we are here this time because we hope you will come forward to mediate."
Seidon's attitude seemed unusually serious.
"Mediate?" Garen smiled.
Up to now, because of the large number of potential points in the cultural relics, he has begun to quickly recover his physical fitness, and his body has gradually begun to improve his average quality. At this time, every move seems to carry a certain powerful aura, as if it is universally gravitational. people's attention.
"What aspect are you talking about?" He calmly stared at Seidon.
Saidon always felt that Garen's eyes were like a bottomless abyss vortex, and he was unconsciously looked down.
"It's about Horseman and Dam."
"Hoseman and Dam?" Garen touched his chin, "Haven't they always had a good relationship?"
"At 9:20 last night, the two sides officially started a war." Seidon said in a low voice, "Both of them are crazy, and they even openly shot and killed people in the downtown area. The families on both sides are now in full-scale war. Dam even The special police force was activated by using their connections, and here Hosiman directly dispatched mercenaries."
"They are all adults, and they all have their own persistence. In fact, at this level, it is useless for me to come forward. Once the enmity is formed, it will not be easily resolved. Since they choose to do it, they must consider all aspects We're here." Garen smiled and said calmly. "And, isn't this great? The strong are never afraid of fighting, and fighting is also a way for our martial arts to evolve."
(end of this chapter)