Chapter 232

Three days later, there was a new beginning in the morning. Lenz City, which had just been silent, became lively again. Of course, as the beginning of the day, people were first busy with stomach problems. If they were not full, they had no strength to work. Breakfast was an essential meal in lenz city.

As a city built on the islands, most residents of Lenz city live on the fresh water of March River, which is the fresh water resources they rely on for survival.

Seafood porridge cooked with rye and small sea fish is the most common breakfast on the streets of Lenz city. It is loved by many coolies because of its sufficient weight and heavy taste.

"Old Hagen, is it still the same today?"

"Of course."

"OK, wait a minute."

On the street, ignoring the stained desktop, old Hagen found a place to sit down at will. The first batch of merchant ships that arrived will dock. He should eat early and stand in a good position early, otherwise his work will be robbed by others.

"Old Hagen, your seafood porridge."

Then the lame boss put an atherosclerotic bowl made of a big shell in front of old Hagen.

Porridge, dark, has a fishy smell that can't be concealed. It's steaming. I won't say how it tastes, but the weight is really enough.

Looking at this bowl of seafood porridge, without hesitation, old Hagen took up the atherosclerotic bowl and began to snore along the edge of the bowl. Although each family of seafood porridge in Lenz City breakfast has enough weight, old Hagen still feels lame here. For this reason, even if the taste is a little worse, old Hagen has become an old customer here.

Burp, a bowl of seafood porridge with full weight was eaten. His stomach was warm. Old Hagen couldn't help burping. This was another good start.

Leaving two coppers, old Hagen was ready to leave here, but at this time, his stomach suddenly turned sour and filled with a sense of nausea.

"Damn it, is it true that lame porridge uses rotten seafood? That's why it tastes so big? So much weight?"

Obviously, he was very ill, but old Hagen's idea of turning for the first time was like this.

Vomit, vomit a sound, accompanied by a burst of murmur, an indescribable sour smell began to diffuse in the porridge shop.

That is, at this time, old Hagen's consciousness became more and more blurred and his head became more and more dizzy. He just vaguely heard someone scream in horror, shouting monsters and monsters.

"Maybe I should spend three copper coins to eat a bowl of good porridge in the future."

It was the last thought in old Hagen's mind to sink into darkness. Since then, old Hagen completely disappeared into the world and was replaced by a monster with a height of two meters, light blue wet skin and a big fish head.

At the same time, similar things continue to happen. Just one morning, tens of thousands of people suddenly changed. Some people survived and became monsters like old Hagen. Some people failed and became a pile of rotten meat. Compared with the two, the latter may be more lucky.

The original ocean, based on the mysterious substance provided by Max Lyman and developed by the hand of the Ripper Czech spen, has a special medicine. Its function is somewhat similar to that of the black light virus of the poisonous snake. It can completely distort the racial characteristics of life, but it is not as domineering and strange as the black light virus, and it does not have secondary infectivity.

In the case of limited materials, Max Lyman has only one bottle of the original ocean in his hand, but this is enough. This bottle of the original ocean is enough to infect about 100000 humans and turn them into sea monsters.

Even if there must be loss in this process, and a considerable number of people will die on the way of transformation, Max Lyman's requirements are not high, as long as 30000 sea monsters appear in the end.

Ah, the scream of panic echoed in Lenz city. More and more sea monsters completely caused the panic of Lenz City, but it's strange that there was such a big trouble that neither the official Army nor extraordinary people of Lenz city appeared. It's really an incredible thing.

The Executive Council, the power center of Lenz City, is located in the prime area of Lenz city. It looks like an enlarged Scepter inlaid with marine gems. It is the landmark of Lenz city. It is also called the scepter in hand, which means that whoever occupies here will have the supreme power.

The top floor is covered by floor glass, depicting the ritual witch array as support and protection. There is no wall. From the outside, it looks like a rippling marine gem cut by the master.

"Max, do you know what you're doing now?"

Looking at the bent figure at the door, Mugur Fink, one of the five permanent members of Lenz City, roared, and his face was full of confusion.

"Be quiet, Mugur. It's not a big deal. It's just a few mud legs. I promise you that you won't have anything as long as you stay here."

Looking directly at his old friend, Max Lyman looked elegant and calm with a faint smile on his face.

"Max, stop. It's still time."

It seemed that he could not bear his old friend to go the wrong way, and Mugur Fink continued to persuade him.

Hearing this, Max's mouth outlined a beautiful arc.

"Well, Mugur, stop your poor performance. Don't I know you? You should have informed Yalos lad them?"

Looking at mugul, Max made no secret of his sarcasm.

Hearing this, Mugur's face stiffened suddenly, then restrained the grief on his face and restored calm.

"How did you know?"

When asked this, although Mugur looked calm, there were hidden fluctuations in his eyes, which fell into Max's eyes.

"I'll know what I should know. In addition, I'll tell you a good news for free. They have been entangled by sea monsters and can't come back in a short time."

With that, Max looked at Mugur with a slightly compassionate look.

Hearing this, Mugur's pupils suddenly contracted, with an indelible shock.

"You've already calculated?"

Holding out his finger and pointing to max, Mugur's voice trembled.

"Of course, otherwise you thought Lenz would fall into my control so soon?"

Looking at the frustration of his former friends and opponents, Max couldn't help but feel a sense of pleasure in his heart.

"Mugur, my poor good friend, you stay here. Don't make unnecessary struggle. My previous commitment is still valid."

Then, with a decent smile, Max left here calmly with a winner's attitude.

At this moment, the situation has been completely under his control. Even if Mugur is a fourth-order extraordinary and has his own cards, it is not easy to kill, he only needs to trap the other party for a period of time so that the other party can not interfere with his plan. When his plan is completed, everything is over.

Bang, click, that's the sound of the crystal chandelier falling to the ground. Hearing this sound, Max's smile is more and more brilliant. The unnecessary anger is just the rage of the incompetent. His old friend is really becoming more and more useless.

Early in the morning, the sky was not bright. After losing the crystal chandelier, the top office looked a little dark.

"Am I really pathetic? Max Lyman."

Sitting behind his desk, holding his chin with his hands, Mugur Fink lowered his head and whispered softly.