Meiman God Cultivation System

Turning his eyes, Roger stared at the fresh blood he had just obtained. This thing can be said to be the best reward in this real exploration. After all, it is free. Its main function is to cultivate characters and convert part of the target's abilities into serum.

The injection method gives powerful power to the cultured object.

When Roger uses the serum on Tony Stark, Roger can get feedback up to 100 times. Of course! According to the card drawing routine of mobile games, there is basically no chance of realizing this up to 100 times.

If Da Bo doubles as Roger, it will burn high incense.

The so-called serum does not directly inject the blood of superpowers into the cultured objects. The two tubes of serum must go through the system's own alchemy synthesis platform for side effects elimination, ability screening, adaptability testing, etc.

Eight processes.

The final product is a VIP luxury serum that can cultivate specific abilities.

If Roger's guess is correct, this alchemical synthesis also costs money.

“When the day comes when we dominate the entire universe, we will definitely hang those mobile game manufacturers up and sacrifice them to the heavens!”

Roger swore secretly and focused his attention on the upper right corner of the system panel, where the newly opened krypton gold function was located.

"I'm f***ing beep beep beep!!! One crystal costs ten thousand dollars!"

"Mr. Roger! It has been detected that you are extremely emotional. Do you need any help?" Jarvis had the urge to call the neurological hospital. Even though it is an artificial intelligence, it still cannot understand how human brain circuits can be.

So strange.

Roger jumped out of bed and came to the edge of the swimming pool of the mansion. He picked up a bottle of 1982 Lafite, opened the cork and poured it into his mouth.

"Mr. Roger, this bottle of red wine is intended to be used by Mr. Stark to celebrate his birthday, and the wine needs to be decanted before..."

"Ton ton ton... haaah!"

Jarvis suddenly shut down for a moment, and then its voice became much louder. "Mr. Roger, it has been detected that your bank account suddenly lost $100,000. Do you need Jarvis to call the police?"

Roger paralyzed on the beach chair, waved his hands, and showed a desperate expression, "No need, Jarvis, I spent the money myself."

Roger held up the goblet and watched the red wine in the glass swaying with charming colors under the moonlight. For a moment, he felt something indescribable.

Shaking, shaking, the grape-red wine rose up in the cup, like a rose-red ribbon, floating quietly into the night sky.

...

At 6:50 in the morning, Roger came to the garage yawning.

Roger, with a tired look on his face, felt his head feel heavy and painful as he watched Tony fiddle with the car's engine.

"Good morning! Roger, it looks like you didn't sleep well last night!" Tony glanced at Roger's dark circles, smiled knowingly, and then put his hips up.

It seems to mean "Look how fierce I was last night!".

Roger wiped his face, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then said slowly: "I have decided! Let's have porridge this morning! Preserved egg porridge!".

As he spoke, Roger reached behind his back and, like magic, a tray appeared with two steaming bowls of preserved egg and lean meat porridge on it.

"Your magic is still as powerful as ever!" Tony put down the engine parts in his hands, held the bowl in both hands and brought it close to his nose to smell it. He immediately frowned and asked with confusion on his face: "This is your engine part that has been buried in the ground for a hundred years?"

Eggs? This dark cuisine won’t poison me to death, right?”

Roger finished the bowl of porridge in a few mouthfuls, threw the bowl away, and raised his eyebrows at Tony. Although he didn't say a word, the look on his face was clearly mocking him for being timid.

Who is he? He is Tony Stark! The richest man in the world! A philanthropist! A playboy! The most adventurous inventor! Would he not dare to eat a century-old egg? Just kidding!

Tony held his nose with one hand and held the bowl with the other. He swallowed it in one gulp without even chewing. After drinking, he gave Roger a thumbs up.

Seeing Tony's confused expression after swallowing the preserved egg, Roger couldn't help but hold his stomach and laugh.

"Hahahahaha! Okay, okay! I'm not laughing, really. Oh! By the way! Can you help me make this thing? I just designed a very cool robot."

After Roger finished speaking, he snapped his fingers and said, "Jarvis, take out my design and show it to your daddy."

A virtual projection of a two-meter-tall Gundam robot slowly appeared and rotated in front of Tony's eyes.

Tony took one look and started to shake his head, "NO! I will never help you make this robot toy. You are really too naive. I am a weapons manufacturer, not a toy manufacturer."

At this time, Pepper came to the garage while listening to the phone call, "Tony! You should have gotten on the plane long ago. Your flight should have taken off an hour and a half ago."

Tony smiled contemptuously, "Oh! Come on! I thought my plane would always be waiting for me."

Pepper, who was used to it, completely ignored Tony's complaints. When she was about to report her schedule, she suddenly saw Roger with two panda eyes.

The face that looked like a tuberculosis ghost made her scream in fright!

"Ah! God! It's you! Roger! Why have you become so haggard?" Little Pepper patted her chest and panted slightly.

Roger spread his hands and said helplessly: "This is a good thing Tony did! You don't know how loud the blond female reporter screamed last night, and the sound continued until the morning, and I couldn't sleep at all.

"

As he spoke, Roger took out a box of old-fashioned audio tapes. When Tony turned his head and saw this, his eyes widened and his face turned dark instantly. He had a very bad feeling.

Roger picked up the tape and said to Pepper, "Do you want to hear it? Pepper, I recorded it all!" Roger winked at Pepper in a flirtatious manner, which scared Pepper all over.

As soon as I trembled, goosebumps suddenly appeared.

"Damn it! Is what Jarvis said true or false? Jarvis!" Tony immediately felt embarrassed. What kind of social broadcast was this?

"Sir! What Mr. Roger said is true. He really recorded it."

Roger turned around, jumped down from the tool table, dodged the wrench thrown by Tony, and shook the tape in his hand provocatively at Tony.

Tony instantly put on a mask of pain and tried to scratch his face off with both hands. "Damn it! I'll give you ten thousand dollars! Bring me the tape!"

Roger shook his head and began to repeat the line again, "This is my dear brother..."

"Fifty thousand dollars!"

"This is my dearest brother..."

"One hundred thousand dollars! Damn it! Give it to me!"

Seeing Tony angrily smashing the recorder with a wrench, Roger whistled and said happily, "Jarvis, has the money arrived? Remember to deduct the personal income tax from Tony's account."

Xiao Chili looked at the scene in front of her and didn't know what to say. She was so numb!

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