"General Huang Yuan, please sit down."

Wow

The bones climbed upwards, forming a seat one meter behind Huang Yuan.

Huang Yuan heaved a sigh of relief when he noticed that there was a hint of "human" on Lowett's body.

Sitting on the chair without fear, he raised his legs and hit Hache again.

"In the middle of the night, Lord Black, can you give me a good night's sleep? Do you know how I spent the past four months?"

"Four months!"

Stretching out his fingers to point to his dark circles, Huang Yuan pursed his lips wretchedly: "You can only sleep for three or four hours a day!"

Hearing this, Lovett was funny inside.

Didn't you ask for it?

The abduction of Saint Charles Rose was due to the fact that the Dracos were too domineering and self-confident in Chambord, and the navy and escorts were disadvantaged, but more, it was because of the snakes and rats in Chambord itself.

In order to satisfy the unique hobbies of the Tianlong people, combined with their geographical advantages, they let the champagne become a mixed situation with the Pirates and the Navy.

It’s okay that there was no accident before, but if something happens, it will naturally need to be rectified.

As a result, Huang Yuan was left in such a shampoo place. For several months, he has cooperated with government secret agents to clean up pirates, contact representatives of various parties in the dark world, and exclude residents from censoring information.

One kidnapping is not enough to make the Tianlong people give up this "back garden", so safety work is very important, and no second accident is allowed.

"I'm back to Chambord this time"

But the thoughts in his heart did not surface, and Lowett's expression was still so cold, and he spoke like a doll: "One, to check the progress of the Baroque News Agency."

"Second, to avoid the same thing from happening again."

"The same thing?"

Huang Yuan frowned silently.

Suddenly, his expression condensed.

What the same thing?

The revolutionary army attacked the government warship again and took something away!

Does it really have anything to do with him, the last incident? !

As time progresses, the government has more and more blood curse weapons, and exposure is only a matter of time. Lowett is vaccinating the navy and at the same time issuing a warning to let them not interfere indiscriminately.

"So General Huang Yuan can rest assured that I will not do anything to shampoo."

The latter was silent.

This matter should not be known by the Navy.

But telling myself does not mean that I told the navy, Huang Yuan quickly understood what Lovett wanted to express.

"I see"

The wrinkles on his face unfolded as he raised his eyebrows, Huang Yuan suddenly realized, and replied in a slow tone: "Then I can rest assured."

"It's so good, but it's dawn soon. It's better for General Huang Yuan to stay and have breakfast before going back."

Seeing this, Lowett skipped the topic: "My housekeeper is very good at cooking and it tastes pretty good."

"Forget it, eating is not important to sleeping. Before dawn, I will go back to make up for sleep."

Huang Yuan refused decisively.

He glanced at the well-mannered butler.

No matter how he wears a suit and tie, he can't erase the strong lifelessness on his body. After eating food made by a dead man, Huang Yuan feels that he should not be so brave.

"Well, rest is also human nature."

Lowett did not hold back, but ordered softly.

"Leviathan, see off the guests."

"Tweet!"

The inexplicable threat came again, and Huang Yuan's sight went black again. When he recovered, he found that he was still on the shore.

"Is it an illusion?"

Silently clenched his fist, Huang Yuan looked down and looked.

Immediately took a breath.

"What is that?"

On the port stone slab three or four meters away from him, two wide footprints were clearly dazzling. Looking at the pair of hairy slippers on his feet, Huang Yuan knew that they were his own footprints.

In other words

"Really space ability?!"

With shock in his eyes, he looked up in disbelief.

After sending away the yellow ape, the black light in Lowett's eyes slowly dissipated, allowing his consciousness to return to his body.

The amount of information that comes from thoroughly mastering the soul is far beyond his imagination. While mastering the massive amount of energy, he is also forced to shut down his mood swings and maintain an absolutely rational and calm state of heaven and man.

"Such a huge amount of information, not my current calculation speed can keep up, but completely relying on soul power to shut down emotions, and it is inconsistent with my control of the soul."

Silently rubbing his eyebrows, Lowett's eyes sank: "In addition, my soul still has a strong cognition of the past, and the soul has this instinctive desire."

"Too immersed in it, one day I will lose myself, and it will not be separated from each other!"

No wonder the soul creator of the wizard world did not leave any control back door Lowett suddenly at this moment.

Because it can't be done!

Only a group of mortals built the blood curse version of the soul to repel such a huge amount of information, then as a communication platform built by the mage, how complex data does that soul carry?

With the combination of his own magical attainments and the soul strength far surpassing the general official mage, he can't even completely control the soul of the current version of the soul. Only the Holy Ten Venerables have the ability to control it!

And it must be in the early stage