Walking up the stairs to the second floor, when he reached the corner, he heard the door opening again from below.
"Please come in, the master is waiting for you on the second floor." The maid's voice came for the second time.
Hosiman stood at the corner and looked down, just in time to see Dam in a red windbreaker walking in the door, with a smile on his face and dark red lips, like frozen blood.
Dam was also much stronger than before. When he raised his head, the two looked at each other for an instant, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment.
The subordinates brought by the two became tense, and they had already pressed their waists, ready to draw their guns at any time.
"You came early." Damu smiled and waved at him.
Hosiman nodded slightly.
The two greeted each other like visiting a friend's house in the most common way, and walked up to the second floor one after the other.
Damm, like Hosiman, kept his men outside.
The two stepped on the dark brown floor and walked to the door of the study room at the end of the second floor. Hosiman knocked on the door lightly.
Boom boom boom.
"Come in." A gentle and calm voice came from inside.
The door was unlocked, and Hosiman gently pushed the door open. The room inside was covered with thick gray velvet carpet, which was soft to step on. Vertical bright yellow lamp holders stand on both sides, emitting bright yellow light.
The whole room is gray, the walls are covered with gray wall coverings, and the main tone of gray is used on the tables and chairs.
There is a long table and two leather chairs in the middle of the room.
Garen was sitting behind the long table, looking sideways as if looking at something, and only smiled when he heard the noise.
Walking into the room, Hosiman sat on a leather chair on the left. The armrests and back of the chair have curved arcs, which are round but not sharp. The edges are also inlaid with light golden lace, which is not clear unless you look carefully. Understated and gorgeous.
Dam followed suit and sat on another leather chair.
Both noticed the rows of framed photos and oil paintings hanging on the left wall of the room.
"Those are some good cultural relic oil paintings in my collection, and there are also some old photos. They are all old objects." Garen explained with a smile. He was wearing a large white robe, which looked like pajamas and bathrobes, and looked leisurely. And easy.
"You called us all here, what's the matter?" Hosiman looked back and asked in a low voice.
The maid brought three cups of coffee with a strong aroma, and then quickly exited the room and closed the door.
"It's really a little thing." Garen folded his hands and said with a smile.
He held up two fingers, and there were two things.
"The first one, I need you to do me a favor." He opened the drawer of the desk and pulled out a blackish metal mask from it.
The mask is a bit weird, expressionless, slightly black in texture, densely packed with small eyes on the forehead, as if it is covered with countless small black bugs, it seems to have a penetrating feeling of intensive phobia.
Garen placed the mask on the table in the middle.
"Find the original original version of this mask as much as possible. Of course, if you find a counterfeit version, bring it to me as much as possible."
Hosiman picked up the mask, swept it and put it back on the table.
"No problem, if I find something through my channel, I will get it for you."
Dum picked up the mask with his orchid finger and glanced at it.
"I'm fine. Of course, if it's really rare and can't be found, I can't help it. I hope you can understand."
In any case, the two of them have reached their current heights, and they already have a little understanding of Garen's method of controlling them. One of the most hidden drawbacks of the Duplex Waterbird Fist requires Garen's courage and soul seed breath to continuously offset it, so what they disguised is Subject to Galleon. Although both of them are very dissatisfied with this and are constantly looking for ways to solve this hidden danger, at least there is no way for now.
"That's good." Garen nodded. This mask is the one that provides him with the most potential value among all cultural relics. Just such a mask has provided her with nearly one-third of the potential value. This is the key that he attaches great importance to.
After a period of checking records and identification, he discovered a fact that shocked him even more.
That is, the mask itself is actually just an imitation, but an older imitation. The original record of the mask is still in the records of the man in black. This mask is named the Black Copper Mask, and there should be twelve imitations in total. Legend has it that each imitation mask hides a clue about the real one. As long as you get all the black copper masks, you can find the real one. The legendary genuine black copper mask.
This is a secret that the man in black has explored and concluded by himself, and only Leiber and a few high-level officials know it.
But now, Garen unexpectedly found out that it has huge potential points, which made him immediately interested in this mask.
"The second thing." He looked at the two people sitting in front of him. "Quentin and Seidon came to my place, not for the adjustment of the secret martial arts competition in the society once a year, but about the two of you."
There was silence in the room, neither of them spoke.
"I don't want to care about your affairs. You have your circle, your life, and your decisions. Outsiders have no right to interfere. It's just that Quentin and the others have requests from other members, which also make it difficult for me." Gallon continued. .
"I understand." Dam laughed. "As long as Hosiman agrees to reconcile, I have no objection."
"I'll think about it." Hosiman closed his eyes and replied calmly.
"We are a whole, a family, and boxing connects us together. The paths we take may be different, but don't forget the friendship we once had." Gallon said in a low voice.
Although both of them sneered in their hearts, they still showed an expression of listening attentively on the surface.
"That's right." Garen nodded in satisfaction.
"I heard that, teacher, you need a completely quiet environment to study boxing. Hosiman and I bought an ancient style palace building in East Yanap Mountain, and we decided to present it to you, teacher. To express our gratitude for your teaching love." Dam said sincerely.
For some unknown reason, both of them seem to have the meaning of being in the myth of Gallon in public opinion.
They did not make excuses for the mysterious and powerful rumors of the fighting club circulating in the society, and even made moves to fuel the flames. But no matter what, with the further improvement of their realm, Garen's strength, which they thought they could see clearly, was once again blurred. They could feel the same aura from Garen's body as theirs, which was powerful and magnificent , as vast as the sea.
Moreover, Garen's temperament was weird and changeable, sometimes cruel and cold, sometimes gentle and peaceful.
So even though they had long been rebellious in their hearts, they still respected him on the surface.
"Palace?" Garen felt a little weird. He is actually still a student now. Although he often skips classes and skips classes, he is only in his twenties after all. However, seeing the eyes of the two disciples, combined with the information and news he had recently obtained, he somewhat understood their plans.
They intend to establish a mainstream school of boxing, continuously expand their own power with powerful and magical schools of boxing, so that they can truly become the mainstream school in the fighting world, and become the big, righteous, and master by themselves.
It may even have the meaning of integrating the entire fighting world.
After all, the water bird boxing and their own force have surpassed the limit of human beings, and such strength is undoubtedly admired and pursued by countless people.
They have the ambition to establish a sect.
Garen suddenly understood their intentions. Both Hosiman and Damm are constantly trying to create their own style of water bird boxing.
"Alright, since it's a gift from you, I'll accept it. In the future, it can be used as a gathering place for the high-level members of our Fighting Club." He nodded in response to this important gift.
It just so happens that he needs an extremely quiet environment to train his dream skills. He has only recently learned that the attacks of void creatures are likely to affect the surrounding creatures. In order for the attacks of void creatures to not hurt innocent people, it is not bad for him to choose a remote place.
"Then I'll take my leave first." Hosiman stood up and bowed slightly.
"Me too, there are still things to deal with." Damu got up and said lazily.
In fact, when the two of them faced Garen, looking at his flawless and inhuman face, for some reason, they felt an inexplicable sense of depression in their hearts, which made them even more uncomfortable. So the two never stayed here for long.
"Go, remember your promise." Garen whispered.
The two nodded respectively and exited the room. .
Hearing the sound of footsteps receding away, looking at the mask on the table, Garen suddenly felt moved, reached out to pick it up, and gently put it on his face.
For some reason, it was very weird. The moment he put on the mask, he seemed to feel a strange change in his aura.
Void creatures keep appearing in dreams, which are grotesque, complex and completely different from the real world.
For a moment, Garen wondered if he felt something was wrong. It is extremely difficult to encounter supernatural phenomena in the real world.
He took off the mask again, examined it carefully, but found nothing strange.
"This mask." He vaguely felt that there seemed to be some kind of mysterious secret hidden in this mask.
' Appears to be some kind of special force field. 'Black Sass made a sound. "This mask contains a strange force field that seems to be able to change the brain waves that affect living beings."
"Change brain waves?" Gallon suddenly became interested. Black Sass seems to be learning and growing rapidly, absorbing all kinds of knowledge from the world around him. This world is very different from the world he was in before. The main body is technological civilization. He has so much to learn.
Carefully rubbing the texture of the mask, Garen took out the brass coin that fell from Nadia's body.
'The rules of this world are very firm, and the bonding force between particles is very strong. If the extraordinary power is to be truly displayed, it requires extremely huge power. Even Nadia's terrifying power in the dream will be quickly compressed when she lands in this world. Then she left this coin to affect reality from the dream, and the power she spent was absolutely amazing. Hessas said in a low voice, "Similarly, this mask can automatically and independently produce this phenomenon of extraordinary power in such a world, so the secret hidden in it may not be small." '
Rubbing the coins and the mask, Garen gradually fell into thought.
(end of this chapter)