Henrik seemed unwilling to talk about such a topic, and just chatted for a few words and kept silent.

But these few short words shocked Roger.

"The so-called holy son turned out to be nothing more than experimental subjects."

After receiving this news, Roger felt that he should be more at ease. He made a fortune in silence and developed in a low-key manner is the king.

You can't hide too deeply. You can show your face if you have nothing to do. You can't show it. His current strength is really not qualified to do anything.

"I thought I was the chosen son of God." Roger curled his lips, and when he thought of being lying on the lab table, he shuddered.

As of now, the so-called desolate demon hunting family skin he is wearing is quite useful.

Roger felt that he should take advantage of this opportunity to cooperate with the Hunter Guild to collect as much information as possible.

After saying goodbye to Henrik, Roger returned home, turned on his computer, adjusted the time, and entered the city of Bordeaux.

"A hurricane that has been rare in a century hit the city of Bordeaux, and the city, county and many towns were affected..."

“The death toll continues to rise, countless houses collapsed, and people are displaced…”

Start searching, and messages like this keep popping up.

Roger looked at it casually, and the numbers and range of influence recorded on it surprised him secretly.

"Is such a terrifying range artificial?" Roger shook his head.

If individuals really have such destructive power, even if the federal government wants to hide it, it will not be able to hide it at all.

This range of destruction is almost at the level of nuclear bombs.

"Unless it happens to catch up with a special natural cycle that leverages the power of nature."

Relatively speaking, Roger prefers this possibility.

Meanwhile, Henrik, who left Baytown, made a call.

"How is it, is it okay?"

"Young and pretty good at it." A woman's slightly old voice came from the opposite side, accompanied by the sound of paper turning.

"Have you found out which family he came from?"

"This is an unwritten rule regarding the inheritance of the Demon Hunter..." Henrik extinguished the smoke, and the expression on his face became serious.

“We can’t cross the line.”

"never mind……"

"It's just a temporary person. You're attracted to him. Please don't make trouble."

The woman opposite made a sure thing.

“One more thing.”

"You killed that guy last time, and you're a little reckless."

"In recent years, the influence of those spellcasters has become increasingly greater and they have been trying to find ways to get out of the Hunter Guild. Without their support, the situation of the Demon Hunter will become increasingly difficult."

"Who would have thought that the Hunter Guild was named after us, but now, the Demon Hunter is almost out of this system."

"Now we can only deal with some miscellaneous fish, seats in the guild..."

The woman sighed.

"Be careful when you encounter such a problem next time, and let me know in advance." The woman reminded.

Henrik, who had always been rebellious, seemed to be much more restrained when facing this woman, but just kept nodding.

"By the way, your partner should be in the branch and take good care of him."

"he?"

Henrik's face collapsed, "It shouldn't be a woman..."

At this moment, the voice from the opposite side suddenly rose, "With your virtue, who in the guild dares to send his female student to you with confidence?!"

"in addition."

"Men are not allowed to have bad thoughts!"

"If I know you dare to take him to find a woman!"

The opposite sneered.

"Next time I wait for you to come to the headquarters, I will find Ivydel's banshee to sleep with you for ten days!"

Henrik's face collapsed.

“What does this have to do with me?

"The girls in the town are hospitality..."

"Bang!"

The phone opposite suddenly hung up.

"Hey..." Even such things must be taken care of.

"It seems that if you want to relax in the future, you will have to sneak in your mind." Thinking of this, Henrik suddenly had an idea.

"Or why not take advantage of the moment..."

…………

In front of the Hunter's Lodge.

The sun was hanging high, and Roger walked into the cabin with an oversized travel bag and put the food and other items inside into the storage box.

He found the axe and saw and drilled into the woods and started working.

After this period of crazy exercise, Roger's body shape has changed a lot. Although he is not as good as that of the traditional muscular man, he has at least gotten rid of his previous thin appearance.

He piled all the wood on the back of the cottage, and Roger didn't need to worry about the rest. After eating something at noon, he started training again.

The information on the notice board reminded Roger that his current physical fitness has only barely reached the standard of starting a green grass trial, and there is still a lot of room for improvement in the future.

After entering level 3, his physical fitness may have reached a certain level and the effect of pain potions has decreased a lot, but he has no better choice at the moment.

After practicing for a cycle, Roger focused on meditation.

Drinking the concentration potion, sitting on the bed, and under the bonus of the Hunter's Lodge, Roger's progress was much greater than before.

In the evening, Roger continued to sneak out. He walked around the cemetery for a few times, but did not meet Anna.

He thought about it and felt that he was a little too ashamed to shout twice in the cemetery alone. In desperation, he went back to the house to continue practicing.

After midnight.

A glimmer of light flashed across the cottage.

“The practice room has been built!”

Roger got up and got out of bed, and there was an extra door on the wall at the end of the wooden house. He pushed it open and entered. The room was not big, about thirty or forty square meters.

But when Roger walked through it, he felt some strange changes.

"This space..."

He tried to move quickly in the room, but no matter how he moved, he seemed to be in the middle of the room.

Without going to the limit space in the experiment room, he tried to exit from this strange state. Soon, the cultivation room in front of him became normal again.

There was a small mat in the corner. Roger sensed it and learned the information above.

This is a place specially used in the practice room for meditation. Sitting on it is highly focused, the effect is comparable to taking concentration potions.

Of course, in this case, concentration drugs can still be used.

The practice room in front of me is relatively basic, and there is nothing else except the floor mat used for meditation and a wooden stake.

The effect of the training room is also relatively simple.

That's double.

Double the cultivation effect!

Roger tried to practice.

Then I can never go back.

The speed of cheating is cool.

"When can this place increase its speed by ten times or eight times?" Roger thought with some greed.

His original cultivation speed was already fast enough, and with the wooden bed's energy recovery effect and the cultivation room, he was raised a little bit again.

He didn't go anywhere for the rest of the holiday, and even gave up his physical exercise and madly improved his mental strength.

Finally pushed the meditation level to level 2.
Chapter completed!