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"Promotion ceremony?"

When Watson heard Winfrey's promise, he was slightly surprised at first, and then showed an ecstatic expression. He was so excited that he shouted and swore: "I will be loyal to you until death, the great St. Morgan, you are The bright light guides our way forward, and you are the thunder that illuminates the confusion in our hearts!”

Facing this compliment, Winfrey Morgan nodded frequently with satisfaction. Sure enough, talking to educated people like John is different. It makes people feel much more comfortable to flatter them, instead of like those poor people who are religious or even illiterate. They just raise their arms and shout: "You are so smart." "You are so smart," "You are so awesome," and other such monotonous and meaningless descriptions.

"John, please go back and have a good rest tonight, calm down the surging restlessness in your heart, and balance the relationship between desire and reason. Don't lose control during the ceremony tomorrow night."

Winfrey spoke with words of concern, but in her heart she was not worried that John would lose control due to the continuous increase in the power of the rules.

Since he stepped through the Stag Gate and awakened the third mark, the light of the lamp in his skull has become more and more solid, shining wherever it passes, as if all hidden things will be invisible.

His eyes can even see the lowest cornerstone of the human soul, the condition of the nine types of souls that make up life, just like the health of the other party's organs and bones can be observed during anatomy.

In Winfrey's view, John's soul consciousness, soul perseverance and soul law are far stronger than ordinary people - even in the field of vision of the pupil, they are just two slightly larger fuzzy groups of light. If you can't see the specific size clearly, you can't predict the other party's future limits and achievements.

But he clearly understood that such a soul quality that obviously surpassed that of mortals was enough to show that John's future achievements on the path of secret transmission would be far better than those of other mortals under his control.

Those stupid guys whose souls are slightly stronger than ordinary people, two promotion ceremonies are already the limit of what they can bear, and at most they can only be promoted to the false third level.

If we continue to forcibly contact higher taboo knowledge, the weak soul will eventually be unable to accommodate the overly powerful secret transmission phase, and it will burst like a rubber balloon filled with too much liquid, and the light in the skull will burst. Overflowing into the void, only instinctive thinking remained in the distorted body.

But John is different. His soul quality is enough to prove that he is a truly qualified person. He can at least withstand the impact of the power of the principles of the promotion ceremony three times, and thus be promoted to a powerful fifth-level secret messenger - this is already the world's most powerful person. It is the highest level that mortals can reach. If you want to continue to climb up, you must pass through the Stag Gate.

Or it may be to use the energy of various ancient instruments to increase the 'quantity' of the secret mana, but that is just a false expansion phase that cannot know the secrets of higher levels - if it is against a knowledgeable person who has awakened the third mark, then it can be obtained from The illusory magic power of foreign objects is simply vulnerable and fragile.

He looked at John, who had shown complete surrender, and his inner joy became even greater. He was able to subdue such an excellent thug. Then when the curse in Anna's body is expelled and his own troubles are completely solved... It’s time to give it a try!

He patted his future Sharp Sword's shoulder encouragingly, "John, do your best, your future will definitely be limitless!"

Watson also nodded heavily in cooperation, "Yes! I will definitely live up to your expectations!"

"Well, John, please go back and rest. Leonardo and I will have a few more words."

Watson retreated silently and left, while Leonardo, who had been standing next to him, looked at the coy manner of this pair of 'good leaders and good subordinates' and couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.

What a pity that such a good prospect was discovered by the sanctimonious Winfres first, and the seeds of mind-controlling thoughts were planted... John Watson is really useless in this life.

But naturally he would not really show this feeling of regret on his face. No matter how disgusted he was in his heart, he at least had to pretend to maintain the false respect and politeness between them.

So Leonardo just smiled and watched Watson leave. When the door closed on its own, he said: "Congratulations to Mr. Morgan, for not only eliminating a lurking traitor, but also gaining the complete trust of a loyal believer." ”

When Winfres faced Leonardo, who ostensibly came to the Crossroads Order to learn the secrets of the heart and help the order's construction work, but secretly also had the responsibility of monitoring his own work, he was not as good as the one he had just faced. John smiled so well, with just a polite smile on his face, he returned to his desk and sat down.

"Thank you, Mr. Leonardo, for helping monitor John's schedule today. Did you find anything unusual?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Morgan. This John Watson deliberately invited Melanie to a restaurant for a date. After the meal, he immediately took her to a hotel, where he fought for three rounds before he was willing to take action... I'm not saying that, Mr. Morgan obviously needs to take care of the physical problems of the believers, and you can't just let the wolves eat grass without giving them some meat to smell."

"Hahaha, did John actually go to such lengths for the mission? It seems that I really have to pay serious attention to his personal issues." Winfrey also catered to the other party's bad taste and made sexy jokes while hypocritically Smiling, he opened the drawer under the table and took out ten 10mm x 150mm test tubes. Inside the transparent tubes was a viscous orange liquid, which seemed to glow against the dim yellow oil lamp.

"This is the share handed over to your society this week, a total of 1175 ml of the third-level vitality potion. The life force contained in it is enough to repair the fatal injuries of any third-level secret disciple into minor injuries. As long as there is still a last breath left, his life can be snatched back from the hands of the god of death... But if you want to completely recover from the injury, you still have to cooperate with follow-up treatment."

"And this thing cannot be injected multiple times in a short period of time. Only one thousand milliliters are consumed within seven days for the best effect. Continuous consumption within three weeks will not only increase drug resistance, but may even cause side effects such as ADHD due to excessive exposure to the power of the mind."

Winfresce repeated the disadvantages of this third-level vitality liquid again, trying to avoid this group of partners from using it improperly and blaming all the adverse effects on the Crossroads Cult.

Leonardo saw through this guy's intention at a glance. He picked up the ten test tubes and put them into the ebony box that was still stained with blood. "Don't worry, Mr. Morgan. If it is the result of improper use on our side, we will definitely not blame you, but if you deliberately concealed other adverse effects and did not disclose them... Hehe, then I can't say what will happen next." "I'm leaving. I will take a leave of absence for tomorrow's day shift. When I have time in the evening, I will go to your headquarters to observe and learn the dilution method of the medicine." Leonardo put away his things and waved goodbye. Winfreys watched the lazy back leave, and the stiff smile immediately cooled down, but even if he was filled with anger in his heart, he did not dare to vent his anger on Leonardo. After all... this dishonest guy is the descendant of twelve great knights!