Become an Ancient God by starting with blood therapy

After hearing Ross's words, Elizabeth couldn't calm down at all.

She already knew about Heim's death through spies within the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce, but so far the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce does not know who killed Heim.

She had also thought about who could have such powerful power to kill Heim. She had met Heim twice before. He was a madman. Although he was not her opponent, it was not easy to defeat him. things.

Both she and the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce thought it was a mysterious force they didn't know about.

They thought about many people, but they did not think about the young mayor who had just taken office.

At this time, Elizabeth did not think Los was lying, because the matter had not been made public and few people knew about it.

"You can actually kill Haim." Elizabeth's eyes were a little solemn. At this moment, she had to re-examine and evaluate this young man who had always been despised by everyone.

Ross still did not answer her question: "The forces in the five regions of you have united together to impeach me. You just want to wait for me to step down and support a mayor who will make you obedient. The fundamental reason is still a matter of interests. "

"I rarely go to the city hall, but I know the content of our conversation very well." Elizabeth said calmly.

Ross: "I cured Tracy's eyes."

"Elizabeth, you are so stupid! Can't you think of such a simple thing? Calm down! Calm down! He hasn't shown any hostility yet, so don't mess up." Elizabeth suddenly scolded herself in her heart.

Ross could naturally feel her panic and shock, and continued: "Our family is a lord personally conferred by Queen Wei Ya. The royal family has treated our family very favorably for more than three hundred years. Among these many forces, I am the only one who has no regard for the royal family. Too much hostility, that’s why I’m here today.”

Hearing this, Elizabeth quickly gathered her messy thoughts, took a deep breath and asked: "So Mayor Arkham, what kind of demands do you have?"

"Being my helper in ruling Arkham instead of my enemy is good for everyone. I have the technology and you have the resources. Isn't Her Majesty the Queen's purpose in seeking the dungeon maze now just to get technology that can reverse the situation?"

As he spoke, Los opened his arms: "The technology you need now is right here!"

Thinking back on the reward just now, as a superhuman herself, she knew very well that the technology Los now mastered was definitely not only about treating diseases, but there were even ways to directly turn humans into superhumans.

Elizabeth took a deep breath: "Then how should we cooperate? What do we need to do, and what can you give us?"

Ross laughed: "Finally let's get to the point, beautiful Miss Clark."

"First of all, I need the Queen to issue an edict to give me enough free control over Arkham."

"I have no right to decide that," said Elizabeth.

Ross said calmly: "Don't worry, listen to me, where is the usually calm and elegant Miss Clark?"

These words immediately made Elizabeth's face turn red, feeling that she had been greatly humiliated.

Ross continued: "Second, I want to reorganize Arkham, Hand of Chaos, Forbidden Door, Black Goat Egg, Danny Gang, these cults and gangs, I want to eliminate them one by one, and eliminate the entire city. The rights are back in my hands, and I need your intelligence and manpower in the process."

"Third, when my scientific researchers need some supplies, I hope they can purchase them from royal channels. I don't ask for price concessions, but I want concealment and safety."

"Fourth, help me block all political factors from the outside world. You should know very well that there is the military intelligence department of the empire here, as well as spies from the other two empires."

"These are the four points for now."

Elizabeth savored these four requests carefully and asked directly: "What can you give us?"

"I can give you the patent for the blood therapy I invented, and you can say to the outside world that you invented the blood therapy. This way you can win over people's hearts openly and establish your own power."

"Blood therapy!?" Elizabeth was a little surprised when she heard the name.

This ancient and scientifically unfounded technique has been taboo for many years.

Ross clearly understood Elizabeth's inner thoughts: "Don't compare those stupid things with my skills."

Elizabeth suddenly panicked, then gathered her thoughts: "What about the core technology?"

"Don't think about the core technology, I won't give it to anyone. You can only take out the finished product from me, or you can specify your requirements. We will develop some special blood according to your requirements."

After a pause, Los added: "The premise is, don't go too far. Blood therapy is not a panacea."

Elizabeth heard this and said plainly: "Our side seems to be suffering even more."

"If you think carefully about the powerful relationship between this, you will know that you are not at a disadvantage."

"Not to mention that this blood therapy patent can bring countless benefits, the loyalty generated by this healing power alone cannot be compared with the pros and cons."

Hearing this devilish temptation, Elizabeth immediately thought of those soldiers who had gone through hundreds of battles but were discharged because of missing arms and legs.

If she had this potion to make them grow back, then Her Majesty the Queen would definitely be able to recruit a large number of elite dead soldiers.

Thinking of this, her eyes lit up and her heart skipped a beat.

"You seem to have figured it out, Miss Clark." Los' voice, which always carries a faint smile, came.

Elizabeth coughed: "I can't make the decision on this matter myself. I need to discuss it with the Queen."

Los didn't intend to stay, and stood up and said: "I hope you can hurry up. Although Daryl swore allegiance to me, he is a spy of MI3 after all. Maybe he has secretly reported this matter to MI3, hoping to let his boss and I take the lead."

"Darryl is from MI3!?" Hearing this, Elizabeth was shocked.

That's the municipal manager, and the actual power is even greater than that of the mayor. The hand of MI3 is so long! ?

Los was a little surprised: "Don't you know? Oh! I'm so sorry, Daryl."

Pretending to say something, Los said: "This news is a gift for this time, Miss Clark, who is like a white rose."

"In addition, Daryl is now my loyal subordinate. I don't want you to do anything bad to him, otherwise..."

Los narrowed his eyes, and two substantial murderous auras burst out and pierced Elizabeth's skin.

In an instant, Elizabeth instinctively stepped back two meters, because she felt two cold blades piercing her skin.

When she looked up, she found that the two sharp blades just now... were just sights! ?

"This guy! How scary is he!?" Elizabeth was frightened and almost drew her weapon.

And Los on this side suddenly smiled and said: "Miss Clark, your panic look is like a rose after the rain. Although it is a little flustered, it has a different style."

"I wish you a good day today!" Los said, bowed, turned around and hummed a little song and left.

"This damn guy! Are those words at the end humiliating me!?" Looking at Los's back, Elizabeth clenched her fists.