I Became the King of Villains In the Game Chapter 145

  Chapter 145 Black Messenger Square (2 in 1)

  Froy's perception is fully open, and she always pays attention to Chen Lun's expression.

   There was a slight tension on the pretty face.

  As the creator of this weird thing, she naturally knows its information.

  Hmm... It can be said to be a bit tasteless.

  The restriction on charisma value is fine, Floy thinks he is fully qualified to use it.

  But the aroma that is exhaled is indistinguishable from friend or foe, which directly establishes its practicality, almost zero tone.

  This knife of mine is a Poison Blade covered in poison, Chiliu...

  After spraying the perfume, I was the first to fall down. I slept more soundly than a baby, but the sequelae may be a bit serious, after all, it is an extraordinary toxin that erodes the soul.

   And you will fall into insomnia the next day, which is a bit torturous.

   "It's really a good trick, Floy."

  Chen Lun played with the perfume bottle, slowly rubbed his thumb against the carved octopus pattern, and said to her with a smile.

  Floy was slightly taken aback.

  She didn't expect to receive a compliment.

   Shaking her head slightly, she said:

   "This creepy thing is indiscriminate, you'd better not use it... Sorry, I wasted those materials."

   "Oh, no no, it's really good, it suits me very well."

  Chen Lun comforted him.

  He gently shook the perfume bottle in his hand, then laughed again:

   "I have a special resistance, and its poison cannot harm me... In this way, its shortcomings are no longer shortcomings."

  I have [Hell Resistance], not only high fire resistance, but also high poison resistance, [Perfume of Sabbath] is perfect for myself.

   "I see... that would be great."

  Floy heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't help smiling.

   Chen Lun looked at the beads of sweat on the tip of her nose, hesitated for a moment, and finally stretched out his hand to gently wipe off her sweat.

   "You go to rest first, Floyd, I have something to go out later."

  He picked up the top hat on the side and put it on slowly.

   Immediately afterwards, he turned and walked out the door.

  Floy "watched" his back, dazed.

  Inner City.

  First Avenue.

   This is a bustling neighborhood where many nobles and councilors live.

  At the central street, gentlemen in suits and leather shoes and well-dressed ladies walked slowly on the street, the carriage shuttled, and the coachman rang the bell to remind passers-by.

  A huge iron mailbox covered with orange paint stands on the side of the street. This is a public mailbox, and a special postman will come to check it every day and take out the letters for delivery.

  A tall man in a black dress slowly walked to the mailbox, and stuffed the two letters in his hand into the two openings of the mailbox.

  He pulled the brim of his hat, and walked away with a silver cane.

   Not long after, a postman happened to arrive on a pedal bicycle with large and small wheels. This kind of mechanical transportation has no chains, and it is driven forward purely by stepping on the pedals of the large wheels in front of it.

  Because it has not been popularized yet, it is relatively rare, and passers-by have glanced a few more times.

  The postman braked with difficulty and stopped on the side of the road. Wiping his sweat, he ran to the mailbox, took out the key, opened the lock, and counted the letters inside.

  When he picked up the letter numbered "705302X", he didn't have any expression on his face, but naturally put it into the inner seal pocket of the backpack.

  Immediately took out a small note pad, took out the pen in the breast pocket, opened a page and wrote:

   "—Leader Meng Na, your Excellency's letter has been received."

   Soon, under the line of words, words appeared stroke by stroke out of thin air:

   "—OK, deliver it to me as soon as possible."

  The postman put away the pen and paper calmly, as if he had finished recording the letter.

  He did not leave in a hurry, but continued to count the letters, no different from an ordinary postman.

   "This is a letter from Pompeii Manor."

  He picked up a letter again, nodded, and sorted it away.

   Before long, he finished all the work, closed the lid of the mailbox and locked it. Get on that bike, sway comically, pedal the big front wheel, and head off.

   A few days later.

  A bustling commercial street with an inconspicuous building on the side of the road.

   There was a knock on the door of the room on the top floor.

   tuk tuk...

   "Come in."

  A cold female voice came from inside.

  The door was opened, and a tall bearded man walked in. After seeing the short-haired woman sitting behind the huge desk, he stroked his chest and bowed slightly.

   "Leader Mona, Ralph is here to report."

  Mona looked very happy, showing a smile, stood up and walked over.

   "Senior Ralph, long time no see."

  She also returned a **** salute.

   "Congratulations on being promoted to [Sequence 7] some time ago, promoted to Special Commissioner, and transferred to Amber City."

   "It's a bit ashamed to say, I have accumulated so many years in a place like Emerald Town, and it was because of a group of desperate lunatics that I realized something and completed the ceremony...

  Fossil City specially delivered the teacher's order, asking me to come here to assist you. "

  Ralph looked at the young woman in front of him and secretly sighed.

  As one of the many students under the teacher, he belongs to the most inconspicuous group of people, but he graduated many years earlier than Meng Na.

  Later, I heard that the teacher accepted a student named Mengna, and he admired her very much. What is even more surprising is that this student resolutely refused to step into the mysterious realm, and decided to use his mortal body to fight against the extraordinary.

  Almost everyone thought her belief was stupid and grandstanding, but Ralph knew that it had something to do with Mona's background.

  Her father, Tang En, was originally an investigator, and he spent his whole life fighting against evil superhumans and suppressing wild monsters. But mortals are fragile after all. As time went by, most of the colleagues in Tang En's team died in the line of duty, and the rest were disabled and retired.

   This made Dunn extremely eager for extraordinary power, thinking that only by being promoted to extraordinary can the stability of the empire be better maintained.

  Twain's boss at the time, in view of his dedication to his duties and fearless struggle for many years, gave him a chance to be promoted to extraordinary.

   That is the [Strange Elixir] researched by the Extraordinary Workshop, a reagent that contains extraordinary properties. Unlike extraordinary knowledge, it does not require personal understanding, just drink it, and there is a certain probability of promotion [Sequence 9].

   After Tang En resolutely drank the [Strange Agent], he was promoted successfully, but this also caused the hidden pollution planted in the previous missions, causing him to lose control on the spot and was shot and killed by his colleagues present.

  Mona's mother also died of depression because of this incident.

  Mona, who lost her parents, is determined to follow her father's path and become an investigator. But she is extremely repulsive to the power of the extraordinary, and seems to want to prove that mortals are not incapable of fighting the extraordinary.

  Mona studied hard at the Royal Academy, honed her shooting and fighting skills, and finally graduated with the best grades in that class.

   And Mengna's teacher was her father Tang En's boss back then.

   On the day of graduation, the teacher gave her the legacy of her father Tang En, which was a cat's eye police badge.

   "Senior Ralph?"

  Mona spoke.

  Ralph came back to his senses and smiled at her.

   "Leader Mengna, just call me by my name. Since it is an order, then I am your subordinate now."

   "In that case, I will trouble you more from now on, Ralph."

  Mona laughed.

  She let Ralph sit down, and immediately took out a few documents from the cabinet behind the desk.

   "This is an investigation report on the Red Apple Church in Amber City, take a look."

  Mona handed the document to Ralph, and then made him a cup of tea.

   Ralph read it carefully, then frowned.

   "Although the evidence for these accusations is solid, it can only be proved that the Amber City Branch did it, and it cannot shake the entire Red Apple Church..."

   "That's right, but the teacher has already submitted my report. His attitude towards the church has always been disliked. Having such an opportunity will inevitably make the Red Apple Church pay some price."

  Mona also sat down in front of him and spoke.

   "In addition, their reputation in Amber City has been completely ruined. The vacant church here may be taken over by other sects."

   Ralph nodded in agreement.

   Next, Mona said another sentence, which surprised him:

   "In addition to these, Archbishop Rafah of the Red Apple Church was extremely involved in the gallery case and the battle of Bradley Square...He even descended incarnation and tried to sacrifice the city."

  Ralph looked up in astonishment, only to see Mona's serious expression.

   "I didn't write this matter in the report, but told the teacher directly through the [post-it note]..."

  Ralph took some time to digest this shocking news.

  He spoke with difficulty, his voice seemed a little hoarse:

   "What did the teacher say?"

  Mona shook her head slightly.

   "He said 'Got it.'"

"Gone?"

"Gone."

   Ralph took a sip from his teacup and sighed secretly.

It has long been heard that the Sun Royal Family summoned the elites of the various sects to investigate a major event in the spiritual world. The Sun King attaches great importance to this matter. Perhaps it is for this reason that the Red Apple Church dared to make changes during this sensitive critical period. .

   I don't know what the teacher's attitude is.

   he thought to himself, opening the last remaining document.

  The next second, he paused.

   "The new department of the Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce, the circus?"

  Ralph put down the teacup, and asked Mona uncertainly:

   "You agree?"

  Mona nodded, she pointed to the document in Ralph's hand, and added:

   "Look at the appendix again."

  Ralph turned to the end after hearing this.

  The expression on his face was even more surprised.

  In the appendix, there is a character file named Jack Speight.

   All these information were filled in by Mona herself.

   It is described in detail above that Chen Lun destroyed the branch of the Red Apple Church in Emerald Town, and then came to Amber City.

  The branch of the Red Apple Church in Amber City and the evil supernatural organization "Circus" were successively destroyed.

  Here also specifically marked the heinous crimes of the "circus" in the gallery case, and the scheme of member Beckman, which were the main reasons for the tragedy.

  Jack Speight turned the tide and saved Amber City, and finally chose to join the Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce and set up a hired team, also named "Circus".

  Ralph recognized this Jack at a glance.

  When he was still the leader of the shelter in Emerald Town, he had an invisible contest with this guy.

   Not to mention disgust, but a little appreciation for it.

  Dare to attack the Red Apple Church, but did not kill innocent people indiscriminately, spared the lives of the investigators under him, and respected the corpses of civilians.

   This is an extraordinary person in the field with a moral bottom line.

   "This guy is quite capable."

   Ralph said softly.

  Mona shook her head slightly at him, Ralph was a little puzzled by this.

   "Continue to look down, there are even more surprising things."

  Relph flipped through the documents again, and found a letter of guarantee from Rosa, the owner of the Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce, and a letter of commendation jointly signed by dozens of nobles and hundreds of wealthy businessmen headed by Viscount Pompeii.

   His eyes widened, and he saw that these people were willing to pool funds to help rebuild the ruined Bradley Square.

  Because Earl Bradley was arrested for a felony, the name of this square also needed to be changed, so these people decided to name the square "Black Messenger Square".

  If Chen Lun saw this document, he would not be too surprised.

  Because this is exactly what he wrote to ask Viscount Pompeii to do, the 16 points of regional popularity also began to unleash a powerful influence invisibly.

   "The matter of Earl Bradley has frightened these people. They urgently need to find support in the mysterious field, so that they can feel safe."

  Mona laughed.

   After reading all the documents, Ralph had a general understanding of the situation and understood what she meant.

   "It does, but it doesn't make much sense."

  He shook his head and sighed.

   But soon, Ralph remembered a problem.

   "Wait, you just said that Archbishop Rafah of the Red Apple Church has descended into an incarnation, ready to sacrifice the city... How was he stopped?!"

  Mona put a photo on the table and pushed it in front of Ralph.

   Above is the scene of Chen Lun with wings on his back, floating in the air.

   "It was also he who repelled the incarnation of the saint. The common people who didn't know the truth called him the 'Black Messenger'. Those nobles and wealthy businessmen planned to use this name to name the rebuilt new square..."

   "Hiss..."

  Ralph took a deep breath and stared at the man in the photo.

  Under that messy black hair, those pair of emotionless vertical pupils.

   "Jack Speight..."

   Time passed quickly and another month passed.

  Jack Manor, the third floor of the villa.

  Chen Lun stood by the window of his room, playing with a silver coin in his hand.

   It was the high-level token Rosa gave herself before leaving, the silver ring coin.

  Aim at the middle area of ​​the silver coin and flick it with your fingers.

   Clap—buzz!

  The middle part of the silver coin began to spin wildly, like a silver ball.

  The invisible voice spread out, and Chen Lun began to narrow his eyes.

  Since he added blessing points to [Natural Favor], his insight attribute has just reached 30 points.

  Even if you don't wear the silver pot, you already have the ability to see the spirit world.

  He intends to take this opportunity to take a good look at the spiritual messengers of the Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce.

  Extraordinary people in this era, except for those with special tricks or means, generally use spiritual messengers to deliver letters and items to each other to achieve relatively private long-distance communication.

  The time and space of the spirit world and the present world do not completely coincide, so if you can travel in the spirit world, if you can grasp the specific anchor point of the present world, you can achieve an effect similar to a "wormhole" and quickly shuttle between the two places.

  The high-level token Rosa gave Chen Lun is equivalent to an exclusive item for summoning the messenger.

  In his previous life, he never received such treatment, because this is equivalent to the "VIP customer service" of the chamber of commerce.

   The silver coin between the two fingers, the middle part is still spinning, passing the phantom.

   Soon, Chen Lun noticed something.

  He raised his eyelids and looked up.

  A faint blue gap suddenly appeared on the ceiling, and a pair of strong arms covered with dark green **** scales protruded from the inside, grabbing on both sides of the gap.

   Immediately afterwards, a huge crocodile head came out of it.

   Its amber vertical pupils were slightly taken aback.

  In the room below, a strange man was looking up at him with curious eyes, and seemed to be looking at it with interest...?

  (end of this chapter)

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