The swordsman's tower returns from the other world

"I'm glad to see you enter the state so quickly, doctor." Ascalon nodded and continued: "But I'm afraid the natural disaster messenger will not accept our request."

"The natural disaster messengers are just forecasters and observers of natural disasters. In the final analysis, they are just a group of ambitious messengers. This matter is probably beyond their scope."

"No, that's not what I'm thinking about, Askaron." Bai Glaze shook his head: "I want to make them realize that if these potions cannot be delivered to the right people, what will happen to everyone on this land? It’s a real natural disaster.”

Askaron stared at Bai Glaze in confusion, with an expression on his face for the first time.

"Do you want to use morality to restrain the natural disaster messengers? Treat the loss of the potion as a loss to the world so that they can agree?"

Bai Glaze shook his head and took out a potion from his pocket.

He unscrewed the mouth of the potion bottle and said, "Stretch out your hand, Askaron."

Askalon obeyed the order and stretched out his hand, palm up, in front of Bai Glaze.

Bai Glaze tilted the potion bottle slightly, dropped a drop on Askaron's palm, and then said: "Look carefully."

The drop of light blue potion seemed to come to life. It twitched and rolled in Askaron's hand, and then some kind of pink solid substance began to condense in the light blue body.

"This, this is...?!" Askaron was a little surprised.

"What I asked them to send out was the blueprint."

"What is a blueprint? A blueprint is something that must not be used directly. If used directly, this kind of biological medicine will give birth to something terrible."

Chapter 236: I can handle your desires

Bai Glaze stretched out his hand and pressed it on the light blue potion. When the potion touched his skin, the small pink gelatin instantly disintegrated and began to merge into Bai Glaze's body.

There is also an extremely subtle part that is integrated into Askaron's body.

"Change the essence of the organism, integrate it into the inside of the gene, and transform the body from the inside out without affecting the initiative of the organism's genes." Bai Glaze continued to explain: "It's like an exoskeleton at the genetic level."

"Under my control, these things can be taken off by genes at any time, but if there is no one to manage and observe them, if they are in a wilderness, although they will not become a trouble, they will require us to do a little...' pruning 'one time."

Askaron looked at Bai Glaze in shock, and the calmness on his face had disappeared: "I, is the blueprint potion we sent actually this kind of thing?"

"You, what did you mean by pruning just now?"

Bai Glaze answered: "The medicine will not hunt, but it will filter food residues or proteins like filter feeders, and... react to the source stone."

"They will independently erode and excavate the Source Stone minerals. In this process, the activation of the Source Stone may be suppressed. This was originally a function I planned to use in the reconstruction of Qicheng, but now it seems that I need to invite this land to feel it first. Just for a moment." Bai Glaze seemed unaware of the shocking things he said.

He took a sip of the drink, moistened his throat, and continued: "Let the natural disaster messenger closely monitor the activity of the Origin Stone in the wilderness. If there is a significant decrease, it means that those blueprint potions have begun to take effect."

"If you go deep into this area, you will find a pool or a small lake as expected."

"That water has the effect of suppressing ore disease. It is the liquid secreted after the supply of the blueprint medicine. It is a natural inhibitor."

"In order to prevent these things from becoming the next Source Stone natural disaster, I have set an upper limit on the extent of their secretion. In the absence of a biological host, only a few dozen cubic meters of liquid will be secreted."

"With a host, it will also change according to the host's situation. It will not be generated without limit. But since it can form a spring or develop normally in the wilderness, it means that it can be used as a fixed inhibitor generation point in the future."

"Let the natural disaster messenger record the good places, and then fill some bottles. In the future, each person can carry one bottle with him when he goes out, which can effectively solve his own ore disease problem and even save him from looking for supply points in the wild. Wouldn't it be great?"

Seeing the surprise and even fear on Askaron's face, Bai Glaze explained: "Don't worry, only these blueprint potions have such ability."

"I don't want to create a second heir."

Hearing this, Ascalon nodded slowly.

Doctor, he is indeed different from before.

He is full of ambitions, knows what each force wants, and knows how to win over his partners, instead of being the simple military strategist he was before.

Very strong, very powerful.

She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then raised her head and said, "Well, doctor, I have another question."

"What do you think of Kazdaele now?"

Bai Glaze raised his eyes and looked at her.

"How do you see it? Use your eyes to see it."

He suddenly sneered: "Askaron, do you think Kazdel is a problem before Rhode Island?"

Askalon took a breath and said calmly: "Yes, the suffering and disputes on the land of Kazdare have not stopped. Tresis tried to realize the revival of Sarkarz, but chose the path of war... …At this time, he has already taken over the entire Victoria…”

"Trasis is not a problem." Bai Glaze interrupted her.

Askaron looked at Bai Glaze in confusion.

"To be honest, looking at it now, any conspirator or military strategist on this earth... to be honest, maybe they can crush me like a bug in a battle, but they cannot be counted as a 'problem'."

Is this person... so arrogant?

Ascalon was puzzled.

Bai Glaze continued: "Teacher Date is indeed very strong, but if, I mean, if I fall into the ocean and become the master of the crowd, how should you respond..."

Ascalon's face was full of questions: "...Huh?"

"It's okay, I'm just joking." Bai Glaze waved his hand: "Anyway, don't worry, Askaron, Tracys is not a serious problem, and Kazdel is not the only one I care about."

"How to subvert Kazdale, you have witnessed my first step, haven't you?" Bai Glaze asked her.

Ascalon understood what he was talking about.

Bozhuoka Siti is the only person in the world who can represent the Wendigo and is one of the absolute strongest.

It is said that the Wendigo was once the main force in the fight against evil until the Ursus inner guards appeared and fought until the tribe was almost extinct.

The power of the Wendigo cannot be ignored by any race.

In addition, the relationship between Rhode Island and Kazdaele also has countless implications.

Ascalon was silent for a moment, let out a long breath, closed his eyes, and seemed to be convinced by Bai Glaze, and said softly: "Okay, if you are already sure of victory, then I believe you."

Bai Glaze asked in return: "So, Sister Askaron came to see me so late, apart from informing me of this urgent matter and asking me about Kazdel, there is nothing else?"

"I thought you were here because of my lax style. After all, I always feel spied on on the island."

"Much better than Manticore."

"You can actually sense me?" Askaron looked at him in disbelief.

"This is not difficult for me." Bai Glaze nodded.

Askaron put aside his surprise, thought for a moment, and said, "I do want to mention your style of work to you."

"You always travel rashly like this, which brings danger to both Longmen and Rhode Island."

"If you are just doing this kind of thing on the island with Lin Guang, Kelxi and others, then I won't interfere too much. If you want, even SWEEP and I can share your worries, but with the Longmen Guards Several superintendents of the bureau maintain this relationship, which may have a negative impact on our negotiations with Longmen in the long run."

"……what?"

Bai Glaze was stunned.

What did this expressionless purple-haired cold lady just say?

She said, can we share the worries?

hiss……

Bai Glaze said with some embarrassment: "Well, this, this kind of thing also requires emotion..."

"It's just a matter of desire. I know what you are thinking." Askaron's eyes were cold, with a slight disdain: "You don't have to think of this matter as too important."

"This is nothing compared to your safety."

"Although Kelsey said that this is your exclusive privilege and diplomatic plan from now on, which is the so-called 'close the door and let it go', I really can't agree with you putting yourself at risk like this."

Chapter 237: Lost

For a long time, Ascalon has always done what Kelsey said, and the two rarely had any disagreements.

But seeing Kelxi's lonely expression occasionally because Bai Glaze didn't go to find her, Askaron felt the need to have a good talk with Bai Glaze.

Bai Glaze was silent for a moment and said: "Okay, I will pay attention to it in the future."

"However, if I kidnap them all to the island and become part-time operators, it will be no problem, right?" He smiled evilly again and looked at Askaron.

Ascalon's eyes twitched: "...Yes, if that's the case, I won't have any objection."

"Then, if I abduct them to the island, can I ask Sister Askaron to help me share my worries?"

Askaron narrowed his eyes, his eyes cold and sharp: "...You really like to push your limits."

"If you like to push your limits, you can bring more benefits to Rhode Island. But if Sister Askaron thinks that this kind of thing can be said and forgotten without being fulfilled, then I have no problem with it."

Askaron seemed unable to do anything to him. She felt inexplicably itchy at the place where the medicine had been exposed. She gently scratched the palm of her hand with her fingertips.

Then he said: "I won't break my promise. I don't care about it."

It's best if you really don't care.

Looking at the cold hooded beauty in front of him, Bai Glaze was a little scared. He scratched his face and whispered: "It's a bit tortured on my conscience by being so straightforward, so let's forget it."

Seeing Bai Glaze's embarrassment, Askaron's lips revealed a subtle smile, but then quickly restrained it.

"It doesn't matter. Whenever the doctor needs it, just call me softly and I will come."

She stood up, her slender and sharp eyes showing no emotion, but staring closely at Bai Glaze's face.

"Well, good night, doctor, I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, she didn't stop, opened her slender legs, and quickly left the cafeteria.

Bai Glaze listened to her leaving step by step, then opened the door and walked out of the canteen, breathing a sigh of relief.

Askaron... Although this guy looks like a great big sister, her whole body looks like knives, very sharp, and it's really uncomfortable to be with her.

However, some medicine has already entered her body. As long as she waits for a while, although she will not fall in love with herself immediately, at least her attitude towards herself will be better.

Bai Glaze picked up the chopsticks and started to devour it. He was really hungry now.

Dry rice matters.

………………

In the dark night, a convoy was traveling.

Jeeps crossed the border between Letania and Ursus and were traveling quickly into the distance.

"Boss, there's a situation ahead." The driver said softly.

The driver looked forward and saw a group of people fighting in the dark wilderness.

They were several black jeeps, being besieged by a group of Kazdaele mercenaries, or rather they couldn't be called mercenaries, but rather looters wandering outside the Kazdaele border.

They make a living by robbing.

At this moment, they were surrounding the black jeep in a defensive circle, harassing them.

The magician is using Sarkaz witchcraft and Originium skills to attack the convoy, while mercenaries holding sharp knives are also circling around the vehicle.

"Do you want to take action? Boss, it looks like a small caravan was robbed while escorting the goods."

"Yeah." A magnetic male voice came from the back seat.

The driver smiled brightly and warmly. He picked up the intercom next to the dashboard and said, "Attention, team, let's help our friends passing by and get ready for battle."

As soon as he finished speaking, a marauder in the wilderness was pierced by a crossbow arrow in the shoulder and let out a harsh wail.

"That's a really good shot," he said with a smile.

Snow-white jeeps rushed down the road and headed towards the looters. In the cars behind them, crossbowmen were poking their heads out to shoot, and there was even the sound of muskets.

The white convoy was like a terrifying beast rushing down from the snow-capped mountains, heading towards the looters. After a sudden brake, the guards jumped out of the car one after another, waving weapons and joining the battlefield.

"Where are these people...cough!" A Sakaz bandit was chopped down head-on. The tall Caprini mercenary, holding a scimitar, stared coldly at the bandits in front of him and whispered: "There are still more people here. It’s really warm, it’s late at night, are you dancing?”

"If it's dancing, it would be fun if we all danced hand in hand!" He widened his eyes, laughed, and greeted his companions.

The driver in the car held the steering wheel tightly with both hands and looked at the battle of his companions in the distance. He smiled and said: "Oh, it seems we are almost at the gantry. Everyone can't hold it back anymore. They are so enthusiastic."

"Well... Messenger, why don't you go down and play?"

The brown-skinned man called the messenger scratched his messy black hair and said with a smile: "Driving is tiring enough. Boss, please spare me."

The man in the back seat did not persuade him anymore, but said: "Then, mace, you go ahead."

The woman who had been hiding in the shadows of the co-pilot heard this and obediently unbuckled her seat belt.