Mystic Holy See

Aldridge went straight back to his residence after finishing the work.

It made him feel good that Jinnar earned more than expected this night. After all, he invested a lot for this night.

First of all, it was not easy for him to go to the West District far enough away to find an vacant room that could be rented. The one used for office should be big enough and meet his requirements. He could only find a similar one, the rest of himself. to retouch.

Then he plugged up the gaps in the entire room, created a sense of mystery through the darkness, and finally added the assistance of props such as sofas, and the whole scene was completed.

For better effect, and also in order not to scare a girl, Aldrich also added an extra layer of black mist to hide the grimace on his face.

"It's enough to cover your face, you have to cover an extra face..."

Aldridge would also be a little speechless when he was sitting on the sofa waiting.

The Jinnar earned this time has supplemented his small treasury, and the follow-up war potion can be considered financially supported.

Still, the source of the material remained unresolved: he bought from Mills for speed, but it wasn't the best way.

On the one hand, although he did not commit any crimes, the Church of the Mother Earth would not have the right to investigate him, nor was he qualified to take care of his personal affairs. In addition, they couldn't take care of them themselves recently, so they probably didn't have time to worry about these little things, but too much exposure would always attract Some attention, which is by no means what Aldridge wanted.

On the other hand, the price in Mills is more expensive than the market price. It is good for small quantities, but it is not worthwhile for large quantities.

Extraordinary gatherings are a way out, but there is no way to collect a lot of materials here, so you can give up this idea, not to mention Miss Omar’s tea party, the people inside are not trustworthy, and you can sell finished war demons there. medicine.

Aldrich felt that he needed a new channel, a channel dedicated to the material business.

Aldridge has some ideas about this, but he should take it slow for now. He just finished his role-playing, and he subconsciously wanted to keep a low profile for a while.

After all, the Hegens killer still haunts him. In the past two days, he has carried the 'Baron Lonnie's pocket watch' with him all the time.

But that guy seemed to really give up to kill him, there was no trace at all, maybe he was trying to let Aldridge relax, and then he wanted to kill him with one blow?

To be honest, Aldridge wasn't too worried.

The person from the Hagens Institute is crazy, but it seems that they are all obsessive-compulsive patients. That **** has the quirk of killing him after being tied up, and even if he wants to kill him, he has to find a new rope before coming here...

And Aldrich has the passive blessing of 'hardening'. Without the power of Andrea, it would be difficult to break through his defense.

This feeling of someone peeping in the dark was really annoying, and Aldrich regretted letting him escape from under his nose that day.

If his black gold manipulation can be more proficient... Maybe the result will be different.

Aldrich lay down on the bed after taking a shower, and decided to start practicing black gold manipulation from tomorrow.

In the next few days, Aldrich resumed his life of two points and one line, and his daily line of action was the residence, the fighting hall, and the residence.

boring.

He studied in the fighting gym and continued to practice when he got home. Apart from the different subjects, Aldridge really felt like he was going to college.

In the past two days, Aldrich suddenly had an idea-he wanted to find a stable job.

Now he is described as a homeless person, and there is absolutely no mistake. When his studies in the fighting gym are over, he will really have nothing to do. Wouldn't that make him panic?

Think about the Beyonders around you, Mills is a bartender, Andrea is a student, I heard that Sunderland also has her own career... Everyone has their own superficial identities. This is not only hiding, but also living in Evidence of this world.

Even now, Aldridge occasionally feels that he is out of tune with this world, which is not a good thing. If this feeling accumulates, there is no way to express it. Maybe he will become cynical, maybe he will become depressed.

He needs to increase communication with the outside world and with this era.

"Maybe I can try my old job?"

Surgeons are probably very popular in this era. The steam engine is a great thing, but also a dangerous thing. There are countless people injured every day here, and his skills are definitely useful.

But...a twenty-year-old surgeon?

It seems a little unrealistic, and it is even more unrealistic in this era.

"Forget it, let's think about it after the matter at the fighting gym is over."

Unsure of what he could do for a while, Aldridge calmed down and continued to practice black gold manipulation.

Practice makes perfect is absolutely no joke. After a few days of practice, Aldrich has become more skilled in manipulating black gold, especially the manipulation of single tiny black gold particles, which he regards as a key practice item.

The whims of the battle that day really brought him a lot of gains.

As long as the small particle is given enough acceleration and distance, its attack power at high speed can penetrate a 10 cm thick board without any obstacles, and the damage to the human body is absolutely considerable.

Coupled with the concealment brought by its size and the cover of groups of black and gold particles, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a killer move.

Aldridge is a little fortunate that he is a dry surgeon and has a high level of understanding of the human body. He is very clear about where an attack of this size is most effective~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In order to achieve the desired effect, Audrey Qi installed a lot of small wooden boards on the wall of the vacant room in his residence, drew small circles on it, and then manipulated the black gold particles to attack the positions of the small circles. This exercise was undoubtedly to improve the accuracy.

On November 21, Aldrich finished his practice of black gold manipulation at home. He really didn't want to sleep, so he took a shower, put on thick winter clothes and went to the forest bar.

"Mils, give me a glass of glamour night." Aldridge greeted as soon as he entered the door of the tavern.

Mills put two glasses of wine on the tray in the waiter's hand, and said with a smile, "Why don't you listen to the forest today?"

"I'm afraid I'm tired of drinking." Aldridge said with a pouted mouth.

You can't eat too much delicious food, and your favorite music can't stand the cycle. Of course, the same goes for delicious wine.

"Crack!"

"bump!"

Aldridge was pointing at the table with his finger, waiting leisurely for the wine to arrive, when a chaotic voice suddenly came from behind him.

He turned his head to look, but it was a troubled man who was making trouble, surrounded by men and women who were startled by him and disgusted with standing up.

"You group of maggots, come!" He was full of stubble, his face was flushed, and there was a blood line on the right side of his face, and he was holding Harimeia's wine bottle. .

His vision was blurred, and he was still roaring: "Come on! I'm going to kill you!"

A guy who was driven crazy by pressure, a drunk, Aldridge made a simple judgment, but made trouble in the forest bar... This guy is expected to be cleaned up and blacklisted.

In addition, it is not surprising to be sent to the police station for detention.

Aldridge didn't like watching the fun, so he turned around and continued to tick the table with his fingers.