"Azcatatek!"

The voice fell, and the characters floated out of Lowett's mouth, turning into a silver light band, hovering between the two of them. Immediately, the characters were pieced together to form a barb-like mark, which flew to the butler's bony chest.

Zi Zi Zi!

Barbecue-like smoke suddenly filled, like a soldering iron burning, sizzling.

Soon, the butler's chest was baked with the same pattern, but the pattern disappeared quickly. It seemed that the scene just now was an illusion, and the chest was intact.

But only the butler and Lowett could clearly feel that something was indeed left there.

"Azcatatek"

Quietly feeling the heaviness, the butler no, he should be called Aka now, and he shrank into his normal form amidst the sound of skeletal twisting.

The ghost-like pupils are now back to normal human size, except that they are too dark to see the level, and are no longer different from ordinary people.

Looking at Lovett in front of him, Aka bowed solemnly.

"Thank you for your name, Master!"

"It's okay, it's still the same sentence, you don't think it's better for me to make an extra effort."

Lowett waved.

He has done the same thing more than a dozen times and is accustomed to it.

But it’s different for Akka. Being given a name means that Lovett will endorse him from now on and give him a complete individual. This trust and respect makes it difficult for him to express his gratitude in words for the sensible born from the muddle. .

Just lowered his head respectfully and vowed to be the sharpest sword in Lovett's hand.

"So"

Turning to look at the big-eyed bodyguard and Ah Jin in the corner, Lowett smiled: "Who will come next?"

I wrote a story about the navy, and then I found that the story hadn’t been written about a business matter in the past two days, and the rhythm was wrong, so I deleted it and started again. Then, it was half past two and I was supposed to be late tomorrow. Fortunately, I didn’t have to check in, so I went early and late. No one cares about funny

Chapter 187, The Fishing Plan

Facts have proved that geniuses are always a minority.

With the two bottles of evolution potions going down, Akin and the bodyguard barely reached the fourth stage, which was far away from the fifth stage.

So Lowett resolutely gave up continuing the injection and let them practice on their own.

With their own magical effects, they can also devour the soul and even eat blood for growth. It is best to stay the evolution potion at the critical moment and help them to the fifth stage in one fell swoop.

After all, evolution medicine is different from the evil medicine es, and has a limit.

The more injections, the weaker the effect.

Now the injection can only be regarded as a simple tonic.

Just like the experience ball in the game, when you eat a low-level one, your level soars, and when you have a high-level, it is better than nothing. If it weren’t for the evil ingredient that forced the upper limit of strength to be placed there, it could increase experience by a percentage, and Lovett wouldn’t dare to give them freely. use.

"Next"

After the Black Knight left, Lovett sat in the center of the Bone Throne, with glass bottles floating in front of him.

"I can only use five bottles at most. After all, this is a process of pulling out the seedlings and promoting the growth, and the process of transforming the vitality activated by the potion into mental power for autophagy is also quite dangerous."

Speaking expressionlessly, thinking carefully and terrifying remarks, Lowett waved five glass bottles and dropped them into the silk brocade box.

"Akin and the bodyguard need two bottles for emergencies, and these four bottles can't be moved either."

Four more potions flew out of the team and fell into another brocade box.

"There are three bottles left."

He tapped his finger on the armrest, and Lowett muttered to himself.

"To Wallace?"

"Forget it, his fusion with Leviathan is coming to an end. With the level of chaos of the Seed of Abomination, the evolving potion will only drive people crazy. As a new experimental subject, he won't have to take the melee route of Aka and others in the future."

"so"

Fluttering!

The red-eyed raven that had the same heart with Lowett flapped its wings and fell, holding a clip in his mouth.

"To make the best use of everything is really durable."

Reaching out to take the piece, Lowett opened it gently, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Before the retreat begins, I have to make arrangements for the expansion plan of the Baroque News Agency."

A few days later, Chambord Islands, Baroque News Agency headquarters.

In the spacious and bright office, the boss of the Baroque News Agency, Makar, swallowed and raised his head and asked: "My sir, are you kidding me?"

On the opposite side, Lowett took a sip of tea and said nothing.

Makar quickly slapped himself and bowed his knees: "Bah, look at my mouth, Lord Lowett. The subordinates mean that if this kind of thing is exposed, I'm afraid there will be trouble."

Hearing this, Lowett put down his teacup and glanced at him with satisfaction.

"It's nice to think of it, Markal."

"My lord, I'm sorry."

"But you missed another thing."

Picking up the walking stick, Lowett stood up and walked to the window: "The Baroque News Agency has risen strongly in the past six months, and it has touched the interests of too many people. The storm is coming."

"Qiwuhai's legal right to plunder cannot be controlled by normal trade wars."

Makar is solemn, this point, he has also discovered from the information gathered recently.

Recently, there is a force to stir up the wind and rain with Lovett's one-year appointment with Bigo, making those non-core members panic.

But a cursory follow-up of Makar found.

The composition of this force is too complicated!

There was no clue at all, but everyone saw an opportunity to cause them trouble, so they swarmed like a hyena.

Fortunately, the core members were able to communicate across the sea through a special frequency, allowing the people underneath to quickly identify a few thorns. After intensive processing, the first wave of probing was beaten back.

The current wave of resistance is that Lovett has used the tacit understanding of careerists to create trouble for the government.