In what age, are you still a traditional witcher?

Chapter 72 Werewolf
The bald dwarf dropped the broken hand bone in his hand, and sneered, "It's ridiculous, I'm the only one who makes you coffee here, instead of thanking me, you swear at me, there is such an ungrateful person in the Alchemy Temple." only!"

The afro retorted: "Hehe, yes, when I saw your wife and grandpa stirring the coffee with their fingers."

"I made up my mind to insert your wife's great-grandfather's middle finger into your three-inch ass!"

Ryan stood on the high platform, his face gradually gloomy.

"Welcome to the research and development department of the Alchemy Temple, and welcome to the most chaotic, dangerous, and worst Frankenstein shelter in the world."

The unwavering voice of the AI ​​female voice came from the mobile phone.

Apparently, it was a certain editorial staff who suffered a lot from it, and "tampered" the boasting of the R&D department in the basic data of AI.

Originally, it should have been some disgusting praise.

But Ryan only felt that.

exactly!
"Pong!"

"call out--"

Bright silver's shadow pierced the air, and it rushed towards him with a strange electronic sound of "cheeping and quacking".

"Crack!"

Ryan stretched out his hand and held the fast-attacking mechanical monster in his hand.

Jumping up the floating ladder, he glanced at the ugly thing in his hand.

It was a silver "catfish" that cost a hundred dollars to take a taxi between the eyes. It was very ugly, that is, very ugly.

But it moves so fast that it can even fly.

Ryan crushed the ugly catfish.

The floating ladder under his feet sank to the bottom, amidst the chaotic noise, screaming, cheering, and anger, he seemed very out of place.

"The third floor of Area B."

Following the guidance, Ryan stopped in front of the flashing silver gate.

In my ear, I don't know where to come from a rough horror scream: "My [Molo]! Why is my [Molo] broken!"

Ryan pushed the door decisively and left here.

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"Tuk Tuk!"

Ryan knocked on the studio door.

He was in a corridor at the moment, and the door in front of him had a sign of [Department of Abnormal Biology Research].

He is familiar with this department.

Earl Ramon Cappadocia, who had some communication with Ryan, is the minister of this department.

As for why Ryan appeared here, it was because of the news from Minister Howard that he was asked to come to the [Department of Abnormal Biology Research] first to find a guide.

"squeak--"

The door was pulled open.

"Oh? Ryan Winster?"

The rough voice filled his ears, and Ryan slowly raised his head.

The owner of the voice is tall, his uniform is full of strong muscles, and his stalwart body blocks the lights.

Shadows loom.

"Professor Bradley Barry."

Lane looked at his breastplate.

Professor Bradley Barry is more than 2.3 meters tall and has short, bright silver hair.

Although his height was far above that of ordinary people, at this moment he did not show too many werewolf characteristics.

The silver color extends from the temples, and there is a layer of short hair on his cheeks, and the sharp canine teeth are only exposed to the air when the lips are raised.

On the raised palm, the silver hair on the back of the hand is slightly exuberant.

Other than that, he's an enlarged version of a human being.

In fact, he's still pretty handsome.

Like Michelangelo's "David".

"Looking for Ramon?"

Professor Bradley folded his hands on his chest, squinted a pair of royal green wolf pupils, and smiled authentically.

Obviously, he was no stranger to the character of Ryan Winster.

The legend about this young man makes his ears lose hair these days.

"Secretary Howard asked me to come here to find someone."

Lane smiled.

"Unfortunately."

Hearing this, Bradley turned his head, unbuttoned his white coat, and hung it on the wall casually.

"Ramon is going crazy. Ever since you successfully slaughtered the gods in Chicago, the residues of those gods have been sent to him."

"It's conceivable what kind of virtue that old thing will become insane."

Although Professor Werewolf and the Earl of the Blood Race have been bad friends for nearly a hundred years, he is only 205 years old this year, and this old thing is not too much.

He grinned at Ryan.

"I'll take you to Howard."

"The door to the Treasury of Atreus needs me to unlock."

"Don't disturb the professor's work?" Ryan turned sideways to make way for the big werewolf professor.

"Hey baby, don't think of me as Frankenstein like Ramon."

Bradley walked out the door. He took out a silver-rimmed monocle from his oversized vest pocket and put it in his eye socket. He said:

"Although I belong to the same department as him, the research is not on the same track."

"My research focuses on a step-by-step process, and there is no rush."

Ryan leaned against the wall, and he raised his eyebrows.

Ramon Cappadocia is deeply involved in the field of genetics.

So, which direction does this werewolf professor who is as famous as him focus on?
"Boys! Don't let me know you play games!"

The elegant werewolf professor wearing a monocle rushed to the door and roared.

"Got it, Professor!"

The students seemed not afraid at all, laughing and laughing.

Bradley muttered something and slammed the door hard.

Afterwards, he waved his hand at Ryan, and then took his own steps.

"Crack!"

In the empty corridor, the werewolf professor walked fast and fast, with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, and he took out a bright silver lighter from his pocket.

Light a cigarette.

"call--"

Ryan on the side was very calm.

But I felt a little weird in my heart.

All the accessories on this werewolf professor seem to be bright silver?

The silver watch, the silver ring, the silver monocle, and even the lighter are all silver.

Moreover, if he read correctly, these bright silver metals are undoubtedly [silver].

"Didn't it mean that werewolves are afraid of silver?"

Ryan murmured.

Racial weakness is very popular, however, this is also the truth of this world.

Werewolves are indeed afraid of silver.

Bradley Barry, among werewolves, is probably also in the category of freaks.

"Let me tell you, Howard went all the way to Troy's treasure house today."

The werewolf professor swallowed.

Turning his head, he glanced at Ryan beside him.

Suddenly, he grinned, biting the cigarette filter, and raised his hand to pat Ryan on the shoulder.

"Boy, you're so ruthless."

"That's a monster very similar to 'Shangshen', and it can be slaughtered by you."

The professor laughed unrestrainedly: "You know? When we were young, Howard and I were coaxed and tricked by the old guy Ramon to break into the tomb of the Patrick family."

"Damn it, I get angry just thinking about it."

"Ramon, that old bastard, for the sake of his research, he actually slapped us."

"At that time, I was still young, and I was almost skinned by Patrick's contemporary patriarch!"

"You boy, you can even kill that kind of ancient existence."

The werewolf put his curious eyes on Ryan and said, "No wonder Howard cares about you so much. You are more monsters than we were when we were young."

R&D Minister Howard, Werewolf Bradley, Blood Earl Ramon, three professors of different races have a "deadly" fighting friendship (not commendatory).

Ryan felt a big hand on his shoulder.

Inexplicably, he twitched the corner of his mouth.

Professor Ramon, you are not reliable
"For the sake of research, it's really—"

He was still wondering before that Ramon Cappadocia was so obsessed with the technology of distorting the barriers between races.

So, it is clear that the "Gods" of the various abyssal races can do this, but he didn't investigate?
Later, he vaguely understood.

The tomb of the gods in the abyss, is that something that others can enter casually?

Even if you can fight against the demon hunters in the Abyss family, if you want to gain forbidden knowledge, you still need to have a touch with [God], right?
Today, after hearing Bradley's complaints, Ryan finally confirmed his thoughts.

not did not go
He went and was beaten back.

(End of this chapter)