After briefly dealing with John, Colin hung up the phone, took out a corpse from his backpack and placed it on the workbench.
The materials obtained from John were only auxiliary materials, and the real main materials still needed him to process personally.
However, when he thought about the possible consequences if his plan went wrong, he became hesitant.
"Forget it, he's not a good person to begin with, why are you still hesitating?"
With a self-deprecating smile, Colin placed his hands on the corpse with a determined look, transmitting the magic power of death.
And inside the corpse, a strange plague very similar to the poisoning and plague chapters of inherited memory began to gradually take shape.
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the next day.
Early in the morning, Colin came to the first floor from the basement. He looked pale and staggered as he opened the rolling door.
This was the first time that he did not perform his daily meditation practice, and it was also the first time that he exhausted all the magic power in his body.
To be honest, this feeling was not pleasant and he definitely didn't want to experience it a second time.
He went into the bathroom on the first floor, washed his face, looked at his pale face reflected in the mirror, took out a small blue bottle from his backpack, hesitated for a moment, and put it back.
His current condition is simply due to excessive energy consumption. If he stops expending energy, based on his basic attributes, he will be able to recover on his own in no time.
Although the situation around him is full of crises, it is still relatively safe at least in the short term, so it is not worth wasting a bottle of precious magic recovery potion.
After all, he only had two bottles in total.
With a sigh, Colin endured the slight pain in his brain and sat on a stool at the counter, leaning on his arm and flipping through the news panel on his mobile phone.
Now he doesn't seem to feel the urgency of the situation at all.
But in fact, this is the only solution.
Whether he was going out to survey the terrain, or investigating people who might have come from the KKK headquarters based on the information he had tortured out of the KKK ghosts.
Otherwise, just go to a steel factory and rob and steal, not caring about the blueprints or whether they are suitable or not, as long as they can increase their strength as soon as possible...
He wanted to do all of these.
But unfortunately, he can only sit here now.
Because in his later plans, the most important thing is to receive the package promised by John here and make what he wants to make as quickly as possible.
For the rest, just think about it.
"If only that fellow Josel didn't think of carrying it all by himself!"
While looking through the news, Colin couldn't help but mutter something.
If they can cooperate sincerely, his plan will have a greater chance of success.
But unfortunately, both he and Joseph planned to carry the burden on their own.
He sighed slightly, his eyes swept to a corner of the phone, and his hand that was sliding down suddenly stopped.
The news he had been looking for, about the burning of the KKK compound, was found, but it appeared only on page eight.
Was it the KKK who took action to suppress the influence
"boss!"
As he was thinking, he heard a call in his ear. Colin looked up and was stunned for a moment when he saw the person coming.
"I thought you wouldn't come today."
Looking at the somewhat nervous and troubled black boy at the door, Colin stood up and greeted him.
"You didn't fire me after all, did you?"
Kyle rubbed his hands nervously and responded.
"Well, that makes sense. I'll fire you now."
Colin took out about three thousand dollars in cash from the drawer of the counter, walked over to Kyle, who was a little panicked and wanted to say something, and said, "To be honest, I'm still very relieved that you can come here at this time, but Kyle, my current situation can be said to be very troublesome. If you get too involved with me, it is very likely that your family will be implicated again."
"As for the three thousand dollars, consider it as my salary to you and as an apology for your family's involvement because of me."
"I wanted to get you more, but my expenses were so high recently, so this is all I can do for now!"
Colin said, handing over the hand holding the money.
Kyle looked at the three thousand dollars handed to him, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to take it.
"Thank you, boss!"
Kyle bowed deeply, his face full of gratitude.
From the perspective of fairness and justice, these are naturally what he deserves, but there is not so much fairness and justice in this world.
The law of the jungle is the true meaning of this society.
"You don't have to do that. If you really feel embarrassed, then just watch the store for me for the whole morning. I'll go upstairs to catch up on some sleep. I stayed up all night yesterday preparing some things."
Colin said, yawning.
The people who came from the KKK headquarters must have initially investigated other forces, not a small figure like him.
By the time they have ruled out other possibilities and started investigating people like him who have a grudge against the KKK but have less power, it would take at least two or three days.
If he lets Kyle watch over him for the whole morning, there won't be much chance of mistakes.
"You can rest assured and I will take care of the store."
Hearing Colin's words, Kyle immediately agreed.
After reading it, Ke Lin nodded and instructed again: "Someone will deliver some things in a while. Just give them the money they want at the counter. When the things are delivered, remember to call me upstairs."
"Don't worry, boss!"
Kyle smiled.
"Well, I'll leave it to you then!"
Patting Kyle on the shoulder, Colin said nothing more and walked upstairs.
Without enough magic power on him, he always felt insecure.
What's more, after the things John promised to deliver are delivered, he will still need to do the final processing. If he accidentally spoils it due to fatigue, the consequences will be so frightening that he feels scared just thinking about it.
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Time passed as Kyle was busy, and as it was approaching noon, Joseph also arrived at the store.
"Where's Colin?"
Looking at Kyle who was busy in the store, Josel walked over and asked.
"The boss is resting upstairs."
Looking at the person coming, Kyle responded quickly.
After hearing this, Joseph nodded and walked quickly upstairs.
Second floor.
Colin's bedroom.
After another period of deep meditation, Colin opened his eyes from the bed, feeling the magic power in his body becoming abundant again.
Unlike Marvel's native wizards who borrow the energy of the multiverse to cast spells, he practices another way to cultivate and strengthen himself.
As a newbie who has just embarked on this path, he is not qualified to comment on which of these two paths is better, but as for himself, he still likes his current practice system.
This is still the case even if the former does not worry about running out of mana as soon as he gets started.
Shaking his neck and loosening his stiff body, Colin opened the bedroom door and prepared to go downstairs.
And just as it happened, he had just taken two steps into the living room when he saw Joseph coming towards him.
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(End of this chapter)