Seeing this scene, Fang Linyan was still a little confused, but Lord Yin Vince stood up with experience, tried Frankenstein's breathing in front of him with his hand, and then frowned and said:
"died."
Fang Linyan suddenly woke up and said seriously;
"A hundred years ago, Victor Frankenstein had already achieved the technology of mind implantation. He even allowed me to control Phinks with my consciousness and become Jack the Ripper, who haunted London at night.
'
"Now, a hundred years later, Victor Frankenstein already has the ability to create multiple new bodies. His soul is like moving, able to constantly switch to different bodies.
It’s lived inside.”
At this time, the driver suddenly said:
"Master, where should we go now?"
Lord Yinwensi said without hesitation:
"388 Yarrington Avenue, in front of the Gothic Art Museum."
Fang Linyan said:
"His words really moved you, and he even made you take such a risk."
Lord Yinwensi said numbly:
"That's because you haven't been a ghost for decades, so you don't know how uncomfortable it is to lose your sense of taste, touch, and smell!"
Fang Linyan squinted his eyes and thought for a while and said:
"When I first met Mr. Victor Frankenstein, the despair that showed in his bones was not fake. In other words, if I had acted directly at that time, then he would probably really
will die."
"Or at least I can be sure that if we do it at that time, he will suffer very serious consequences, such as his consciousness being severely damaged, or becoming an idiot on the spot, etc. Of course, after giving him a certain amount of time, he will be able to prepare his soul to escape from this
Physical preparation, just like when we arrived just now, just abandon this body and leave."
Lord Yinwensi was silent for a while and said:
"I thought of one more thing."
Fang Linyan said:
"Well, you say."
Lord Vince Yin said:
"If this old guy is really waiting for us there later, then the corpse in front of him may be quite precious to him!"
Fang Linyan admired Lord Yin Wensi. The old fox was the old fox. To be honest, he had not even thought of this. It was really possible.
The road conditions in London were not good during rush hour, so it took a full forty minutes for the Bentley to arrive at the designated location mentioned by Victor Frankenstein.
As expected, the old guy was already waiting there in a suit, black suit, and top hat. He was really the kind of British aristocrat who could only be seen in movies, with elegance and grace engraved in his bones.
Fang Linyan was not interested in knowing the ensuing verbal battle between the two old foxes. He simply made a settlement request to Lord Yin Wensi. On the one hand, it was his "final payment", and on the other hand, it was Bang's.
Garash's final payment.
Fang Linyan still admires Bangalash. He is a sincere, honest and principled guy. More importantly, he is very strong, so Fang Linyan feels that he can help when he can.
Just give me a hand.
If you form a good relationship now, it will come in handy if you come back to this world in the future.
In response to this, Lord Evans simply asked his servant Hale to handle the matter with full authority.
In addition to getting the remaining damaged invisibility cloak, Fang Linyan also helped Bangalash get an extra bonus, which was about one-third of the original reward.
Among the Vikings who came with Bangalash, three of them were killed in the battle. Fang Linyan caught Hale and asked him to pay an additional liquidated damages.
After all the money was added up, Bangalash and the others received almost twelve more gold galleons. This unexpected windfall naturally gained their friendship.
Just when Fang Linyan was about to leave, Lord Yin Wens also arrived. He asked Fang Linyan for the token: the golden pin, and then took out half a bottle of a strange-looking liquid from the side, which sounded like
It's like mercury.
Then he soaked the golden brooch in the "mercury". Soon, Fang Linyan's golden brooch turned platinum gold, and its name also became platinum brooch.
Lord Yinwensi smiled and said:
"This is a small gift. I have upgraded the permissions of your golden pin. Now you are a platinum user."
"The guy who gave you this golden pin must be very kind to you. As far as I know, only ten to fifteen golden pins of this thing are sent out every year."
"Business managers who hand out gold pins are taking a gamble because customers who receive gold pins will be closely watched."
"Whether this business manager will go to enjoy the sea breeze, the beach, and bikini girls during the next year's vacation, or whether he will be sent to a place where no shit is available to work overtime, depends on how much this user can bring to them.
Performance has increased."
Having said this, Lord Yin Vince took a deep drag on the cigarette, then squinted his eyes intoxicatedly, enjoying the feeling of nicotine rushing through his lungs. After a few seconds, he said:
"I think this guy has a good vision, so I chose to raise the bet. A smart person like you is worth the little risk I take."
Fang Linyan haha size:
"You are a discerning person."
He did not ask about Frankenstein's final outcome. In fact, it was not difficult to guess. Since Lord Vince did not kill him as soon as they met, there was a high probability that it would be a dirty PY deal between the two old men.
In fact, for Frankenstein, after having cooperated with Archbishop Molenig for hundreds of years, he must have wanted to find a new partner for a long time.
When Hale sent Fang Linyan to the car, a guy in a black cloak also appeared. Fang Linyan's eyes shrank slightly, because he was the Lord of the River he had met before, but he was now in human form----
----Just an ordinary short fat guy.
He handed Fang Linyan a small medicine bottle.
"My master said that he smelled the smell of inferior medicine from your body. He is a person who doesn't like to owe favors. In order to thank you for the prayer time you gave him, he asked me to send you this bottle of strengthening powder.
"
"Sprinkle it into your inferior bottle of potion, and you will get a perfect potion."
Then the Lord of the River gave him another address.
"This is the master's magic contact method. He said that if you come to our world next time, you are welcome to contact him--if he is still alive at that time--for now,
This is a high probability thing.”
Fang Linyan was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately realized that this old guy was very ambitious. He believed that Fang Linyan's "advent" cycle was one hundred years, which meant that he was sure to live another hundred years, so he immediately said:
"Hey, Mr. Frankenstein seems to be very confident in his ability to transform."
The bleak way of the Lord of the River:
"If Nicoléme (legend has it that he lived from 1330 to 1872) could do something, why can't the master do it?"
Fang Linyan nodded and smiled:
"Okay, then good luck to Mr. Frankenstein."
***
Then Fang Linyan got into the car and took out the bottle of transformation potion from his pocket... This was the only thing on his body that could match the "inferior potion" that Frankenstein said.
At this moment, this bottle of transformation potion is still very beautiful, shining with little bits of blue light, as if it contains the best scenery of the sea. It is difficult to associate it with the word "inferior quality".
Obviously, Fang Linyan was very confident in Frankenstein's professionalism, so he simply pulled out the stopper of the deformation potion ------- A spicy smell hit his face. He must admit that this
The smell is not good at all, just like lime powder mixed with pepper powder.
Then Fang Linyan poured in the small bottle of gray powder sent by the Lord of the River.
It can be found that as the gray powder is poured in, the deformation agent shrinks rapidly and white smoke comes out, which causes the driver of the Bentley to decisively open the window...
Then a few seconds later, the beautiful blue liquid inside the potion turned into a dark, ointment-like substance.
Yes, the appearance of this product is very poor. The first impression you get is that of vomit or cock...
But Fang Linyan knows very well that something that sounds great may not be effective.
Chemists can use sodium silicate solution/copper nitrate/magnesium sulfate to make beautiful underwater bonsai. It looks like a dangerous situation, but after drinking it, you are guaranteed to have vomiting and diarrhea and go to the hospital to give your stomach and duodenum a chance.
Deliver a critical strike.
Soon, the smell of this terrible liquid became less unpleasant. At the same time, a prompt appeared in front of Fang Linyan:
"Contractor No. ZB419, your transformation potion has been extracted once, and its quality has been greatly improved."
"The quality of your transformation potion has been upgraded to: Silver Plot!"
"The name of your transformation potion has been changed to: Pandora's Transformation Potion."
"Before drinking this potion, you can put part of the creature you want to transform into, including but not limited to feathers, blood, nails, hair, etc."
"After placing the gene fragment, the potion can be drunk in just one minute."
"Then after you drink this potion, you will quickly transform into the creature you designate. The duration will be 12 hours. You will fully inherit the abilities of this creature."
"However, this creature must be of a lower level than the legendary creature, and once you take damage during the transformation, the duration will be quickly reduced."
Taking this potion, Fang Linyan immediately began to regret. Of course, he regretted not leaving any blood when he killed the fire dragon before, but he suddenly remembered that this thing was a legendary creature, and it was also a female dragon.
It just felt boring.
However, after this potion evolves, it seems that there are endless possibilities.
Then he remembered another thing. After thinking about it, he simply used the magic contact method given by Frankenstein to directly throw a flight letter out:
"If the user has been injured before using it, will there be corresponding changes in the creature that becomes after drinking the potion?"
Soon, the letter flew back. It was obvious that Frankenstein was near Yinden Garden:
"Mild injuries will be cured by the power of the potion, but serious injuries will not. If you break a leg and then become a tiger, there is no doubt that the tiger will be cured as well."
Break off a corresponding leg."
Fang Linyan had an idea:
"What if I wanted to turn into a snake? It wouldn't have legs at all!"
Frankenstein apparently knew a lot about this:
"Then there will be a wound at the corresponding position on the snake's body, and the proportion of flesh and blood lost in the wound is equivalent to the ratio between the weight of your broken leg and your entire body weight."
Fang Linyan continued to ask:
"For example, I added dragon's blood to the potion before. According to your concept, after I drink this potion, I will turn into a giant dragon below the level of legend."
"However, I suddenly felt that this thing was not suitable for me, and I added the blood of a tiger into it. So what will it become after drinking it?"
Frankenstein responded fluently:
"Of course it's a tiger. The genetic sequence of the latecomer will cover the former, but this coverage is limited. At most, you can only add the genetic tissue of three organisms into it. If you add the fourth, then this bottle will
The medicine will be useless."
"There is also a very important point. For example, after you add dragon blood, you must wait at least an hour before adding other biological genetic tissues. Otherwise, if you drink it, it will be useless."
***
After chatting with Frankenstein for almost twenty minutes,
The flight letter finally screamed and burned directly. Being overloaded with work, it expressed its strong protest by spontaneously combusting.
Fang Linyan smiled and blew away all the ashes.
There was already the familiar Turkish BBQ restaurant in front of them. Everyone had made an appointment to gather here, and Fang Linyan met his teammates--except Omi.
The rest of the people said that they also tried to persuade Omi to seek stability and gather the main troops first, but it was obvious that Omi did not listen to their advice.
To be honest, this does not surprise Fang Linyan. After all, Oumi is a very strong person and she is also a woman.
It can be seen that she invested a lot of resources in this world and made a lot of arrangements to get an SSS and then establish her voice in the team, but in the end she messed up.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
Fang Linyan took a bite of the roasted lamb leg and said curiously.
"I think Omi's arrangement is perfect. There is nothing wrong with it at all."
Max sighed and said:
"Yes, I think so too, but the problem is not with us, but with the Ministry of Magic."
Fang Linyan’s wonder:
"How do you say that?"
Max said:
"Unicorns are a special type of protected creature. Any drugs or biological products related to unicorns are definitely on the prohibited list. Once caught, it will be a felony!"
"Obviously, our dark magician opponents took advantage of this to create big trouble for us. At least six senior Aurors planned to break into our encirclement and accuse us of poaching unicorns!"
"At that time, in order to escape guilt, we did not have a direct conflict with the Ministry of Magic, so we could only set up a trap to make the senior Auror who came to handle the matter suffer a big loss."
"Their reckless behavior directly killed the unicorn, and then the handle fell into our hands, so we were able to escape unscathed, and then seized an opportunity to successfully fight back, giving Wormtail the
I was so cruel to help people, and finally let out a bad breath!"
Fang Linyan said:
"So, now Omi is going to the Ministry of Magic to cause trouble?"
Crespo shrugged:
"Women are always small-minded."
Goat said:
"We all said we wanted to go over and help, but Omi said no. She said that if we fight against the Ministry of Magic, we must rely on the power within the Ministry of Magic. If outsiders like us intervene, it will have the opposite effect."
"That's true." Fang Linyan held his chin and thought carefully, then said seriously, "Then are we going to dodge?"
Max said:
"Absolutely. Omi made it clear that she doesn't need to worry about her, so we plan to have free activities in the remaining few hours - I plan to visit the Portobello Road flea market here. I think I can