"Extraordinary?" A trace of yearning flashed in the eyes of the young man with a broken arm, and he said with some disbelief:
"You can make me an extraordinary person? I heard that it would cost a lot of money."
"Oh, it seems you still know something about extraordinary people?" Snow's eyes narrowed slightly. The young man looked at his expression and couldn't help but feel a little afraid, but he still nodded and said:
"My father once recruited two Extraordinaries and intended for me to become an Extraordinary, so I generally know some of the market conditions. Even when the Manswell Party was still there, it would be enough to spend a lot of time to get together a bottle of magic potion.
All my father’s savings for several years…”
"Your father, a gang leader, only has seven hundred pounds in his entire fortune?" Snow cursed in his heart, but then he realized that he had taken it for granted. The Manswell Party was just a gang that hung around the slums, and was not a real transnational gang.
, the biggest industry is just a few low-end bars, and people in this era generally have little savings, so having a deposit of seven hundred pounds is already pretty good.
However, he had no intention of delving into this issue. He just lightly knocked on the edge of the table and said in a calm tone:
"There is not the only way to obtain extraordinary power, and the value that an extraordinary person can provide definitely exceeds the price of purchasing formulas and potions. So, you don't have to think about how much I need to pay for this, you just have to think about whether you are willing to
Betting your life on this, oh, by the way, let me remind you, since I can make you an extraordinary person, I am sure that you will not be able to defect. Please add this idea to your own weighing standards.
"
The young man frowned and re-examined the man in front of her. She didn't understand why he would choose her. If he went to the street to recruit people, those homeless people, thieves, beggars, and even street girls, let alone become extraordinary people.
Even just this table of food is enough to cost them their lives.
But why would you choose yourself?
The young man didn't feel that he had any special talents, and that damn old man didn't leave him a secret treasure for a comeback for him to plot, and he didn't have a loyal team under his command.
It can be said that there is no difference between myself now and those beggars and vagrants.
But he didn't ask stupidly, or even if he asked, it would be meaningless.
After being silent for a moment, he nodded:
"I hope to become an extraordinary person, and for this, I am willing to devote my faith."
"Very good!" Snow snapped his fingers, and the expression on his face became friendly:
"Then now, you can make a choice. I have two extraordinary paths in my hand. One is to be promoted through the magic potion you know, and the other is to be granted through prayer."
"Given?" The young man frowned slightly. He knew something about potion promotion, and he also knew that this road might have risks such as madness and loss of control. However, he had never really seen an out-of-control Extraordinary person, but given, he
Never heard of it at all.
"This is an extraordinary way to rely on the power of the Lord in you through specific rituals. This path does not require digesting potions, finding potion formulas, and there is no risk of losing control. You only need to meditate,
By constantly purifying your spirit and following the Lord’s teachings, you can improve your strength.”
Snow became interested when he talked about this, and immediately began to introduce it vigorously.
As the young man listened, he began to frown. This "gift" that he had never heard of sounded much stronger than the potion system, but it was precisely because of this that he felt that it was very fake.
It's as if someone suddenly told you that an investment project you've never heard of can make money, and it's settled every month, with at least 50% rebate every time. Even if you have no financial knowledge at all, you will still think this thing is useful.
Question?
Perhaps after noticing the young man's expression, Snow's flattery stopped abruptly, and then he said with a somewhat sinister smile:
“The only problem with this path is that once you betray your faith in the Lord, the Lord can take back everything from you, because essentially, this kind of gift is the Lord lending His power to you, and naturally it can be taken away at any time.
Return."
"I am willing to take the road of giving." When the young man heard this, he immediately made a choice. To be fair, he wanted to choose the potion more, but since the other party had already said this, it seemed that he would choose the potion again.
It's the same as saying "I plan to rebel in the future".
"Wise choice." Snow said and stood up. Without waiting for the young man to make a move, he grabbed his swollen and purple right arm. As his spirituality overflowed, his extraordinary abilities also activated -
"People will recover slowly after being injured. This person has been injured for a while, so it's almost time to recover..."
A large amount of spiritual energy poured out crazily, and with this massive consumption, the youth's arm slowly swelled in just a few seconds. With a soft click, his arm bones returned to their original shape.
In this position, the injury that had been taking care of for three days actually healed just like that.
In fact, if you choose ritual magic, the treatment will consume less. However, Snow does not lack that spirituality, and secondly, he also wants to let the young man in front of him quickly understand the benefits of extraordinary power.
"This... this is really amazing!" The young man widened his eyes and moved his right arm with a very wonderful expression. In fact, his impression of extraordinary people was only to the extent that they were more capable of fighting. Although those people could
He used some weird abilities, but he still bleeds when he was injured. His father arranged for black doctors to treat extraordinary people more than once.
"Okay, let's go, I'll teach you some basic knowledge." Snow took out his wallet to pay the bill, and led the young man towards a safe house he rented in the East District. As he walked, he seemed to
I just remembered the same thing and asked:
"By the way, I haven't asked your name yet?"
"My name is Garner, Garner Manswell." The young man reported his name, and Snow nodded and said, "You can call me 'Crown', 'Crown' Metanzo, and from now on
From today on, you are 'Basic' Gabriel."
"Understood, Mr. Metanzo." Garner did not ask about the specific meaning of the code name. He just nodded lightly and remembered his new name. However, to his surprise, Mr. Metanzo in front of him did not teach him the name.
His profound knowledge did not explain to him the Lord's teachings and classics. Instead, he gave him a piece of paper with Rune phonetic notation in an unknown language.
And after he read out the words on the note according to the other party's instructions, some knowledge poured into his brain.
And he finally understood that what he had recited before was actually the honorable name of a great being——
"O traveler from distant time and space; you are the contradictory spiral of logic and wisdom; you are the reflection of knowledge and the backside of truth."