Chapter 183

Looking at this new alien queen who, even while bound, insisted on striking an aggressive pose toward him, Louis pressed a button outside the cell without haste.

Zzzzt—

Violent electric currents instantly spread across the floor of the cell.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."

The hissing was filled with pain; thirty seconds later, watching the alien queen collapse to the floor, Louis stopped the electrocution.

Seeing that she had become obedient, Louis began to observe the other party's abilities.

Compared to the previous one, this alien queen's body was much smaller, only the size of an ordinary person.

A team of people walked in and began to collect her body structure, blood, and so on; during this time, this creature still wanted to struggle, but was bound by chains of refined steel and unable to move.

Finally, after team testing.

It was discovered that this creature's intelligence and abilities were relatively low; although it had the IQ of a seven or eight-year-old child, it clearly could not compare to the IQ of the previous mother body that had disguised itself as a big star and controlled many people—perhaps it hadn't developed yet?

True enough, it had just molted into a mother body and hadn't even had any food yet.

Aside from the seven or eight-year-old IQ, its abilities also appeared incomplete: the sonic waves could only slightly affect people, its speed could not be fully exerted, its egg-laying aspect had not yet matured, and even its body could not stop bullets...

"A juvenile form, through and through."

"Does it have any value?"

"Boss, although it is amazing, I am not confident in controlling it; as for research, we still have to look at the specific test report, so it has no value in the short term."

Louis nodded; he had roughly guessed this point.

However, it didn't matter; leave it for now. Even if it had no commercial value, once the Centipede-Bee Bag was refined, he could find a way to refine it as well.

After figuring this out, Louis waved his subordinates away, returned to his room, and took out the half-body remains of the mother.

He hadn't looked down on this creature's physical defense; after all, the Wan Huan Yi was not bad and could easily block ordinary bullets, but this creature's other abilities were quite good.

Especially that high speed and mimicry.

If fused into the Wan Huan Yi, it might be a good supplement.

But the prerequisite was to first raise the barrier to the second level; only then could it accommodate a second monster spirit.

No sooner said than done.

Louis gave two orders, and all the necessary materials were quickly prepared and placed before him.

This was the benefit of having a faction; one didn't have to spend effort and energy collecting resources and intelligence, let alone think about fighting alone—everything was convenient, and one didn't have to waste thoughts on those trivial matters.

Looking at these materials, Louis took off the Wan Huan Yi, cast the Fire-Manipulation Art, and raging flames rose up, beginning to smelt the materials.

The bright yellow flames danced in Louis's pupils, melting the materials one by one; the liquids gradually blended and covered the half-body remains. Subsequently, Louis pinched a finger seal and began to draw out the spirit within the corpse.

Very quickly, the essence of the corpse began to be smelted out, accompanied by those liquids and a faint black light, finally turning into a coin engraved with a wasp-like pattern.

After finishing this step, Louis began to condense the barrier.

With his strength, condensing a barrier below the ninth level was still easy; the Blood River Bead was like this, and although the Wan Huan Yi's barrier was slightly different from the Blood River Bead's, Louis still successfully condensed it after one day.

Even though a day and a night had passed, Louis's eyes were still bright, clearly not fatigued.

His fingers shook gently.

The wasp coin flew into the Wan Huan Yi with a swish; the Wan Huan Yi, floating in mid-air, writhed and slowly accommodated it, blooming with an obscure black light.

Louis touched the Wan Huan Yi lightly, and it instantly spread over his body like flowing water, turning into a suit in the blink of an eye.

Closing his eyes, he carefully felt the spirit within.

A moment later, Louis frowned slightly.

Mimicry required too many conditions and could not easily be turned into a fixed ability, but high speed could.

His mind was made up.

A pair of huge, translucent wings suddenly appeared behind the Wan Huan Yi, flapping slightly, and Louis's entire person appeared on the other side of the room in an instant, his speed extremely fast.

Feeling the intense rush of wind against his face just now, Louis was a bit dazed; the feeling just now... was very good.

Louis's eyes lit up; he left the room and began to fly at high speed in mid-air, turning, drifting, flying backward—a whole set of movements performed smoothly.

Now he understood why humans liked flying.

This feeling of freedom was just too great!

Half an hour later, Louis slowly landed, "This speed is fast enough; no wonder those soldiers had no power to fight back at the time."

Moreover, during the flight, the Wan Huan Yi could withstand the strong wind, preventing Louis from being unable to breathe.

It could be said to be quite sound.

"Hallucination, high-speed flight—this is only two levels of barriers and two abilities; there are still dozens of positions behind waiting to be engraved. One magic treasure can equal several of others'."

"It is worthy of being a perfect magic treasure that can be used up to the Yang Spirit Realm."

Louis dusted off his clothes, feeling quite satisfied in his heart.

At the same time, he became even more expectant of the other four magic treasures.

The Blood River Bead had peerless defense and attack, and could also absorb monster blood to turn into blood pills.

The Wan Huan Yi had invisibility and could deceive the heavens, and could also absorb monster spirits to take their abilities for his own use.

Then what about the remaining four?

"Refine the Centipede-Bee Bag first, then the Corpse-Raising Coffin; Puppet Manipulation and Soul Suppression will be left for last."

Louis set the order for the subsequent magic treasure refining.

However, before that, Louis prepared to refine the Small Five Ghosts first, especially the Small Five Ghosts, which could assist in cultivation and were exactly what he urgently needed right now; three or five years or whatever—three or two years to succeed would be best! No! One year to succeed would be even better!

"Fate, birth date and time—it seems I have to check the United States' household registration system."

Although as an immigrant country that followed a policy of free population movement, the United States did not have a household registration system in the strict sense, birth certificates still existed, and they existed as extremely important legal documents.

Without this, passports, enrollment, medical care, social welfare, and so on would have no way to follow formal procedures, unless you had connections.

And as for this thing called a birth certificate, the health department would inevitably have it.

"Also hospitals; those stillbirths, abortions, and the like can also be checked."

The benefits of having a faction were highlighted again; regarding these matters, the family that had now become capitalists and was gradually growing would be Louis's best help.

Thinking of this, Louis made a phone call.

More than a day had passed, and the Second Uncle should have returned from the Orlando government.

Very quickly, the call was connected.

"Louis? What's the matter looking for Second Uncle?"

Louis frowned slightly; he seemed to hear some subtle sounds from the phone.

Muffled groans, suppression, a female voice...

"Nothing, Second Uncle, I won't disturb you, let's talk next time."

"Hey, you"

Without waiting for Second Uncle to finish, Louis hung up the phone.

Uh, well, figures walking in the darkness, sometimes the pressure is a bit high, and coupled with the open social atmosphere, these things are all very normal.

However, Louis suddenly missed Emma a little.

He still remembered the provocation this creature gave him when he first returned.

"Tsk, time to fulfill the promise."

Louis quickly went up a level and entered the elevator.

Click.

Arrived at the ground level.

The sunlight shone down, warm and quite comfortable; at this moment, a blood-red figure rushed over fiercely, the huge figure rubbing against Louis's thigh, and kept making whimpering sounds.

It was Khorne.

Louis was stunned.

He seemed to have neglected this little fellow a bit.

Yes, in Louis's heart, all three dogs were little fellows.

He reached out and stroked the dog's head, laughing, "Khorne, you've done well recently; our base has been guarded very well by you. What do you want?"

After Khorne rubbed against him again, it shook its head, stuck out its tongue, looked at Louis, and squatted on the ground.

Louis understood instantly.

"Alright, let's play a game."

Temporarily putting aside the thought of teaching Emma a lesson, Louis took out a ball and began playing fetch with Khorne.

Although it was a bit incongruous for Khorne, as a fierce dog, to play this kind of game, Louis didn't care; as long as Khorne liked it. All along, he had indeed neglected Khorne a bit, putting more attention on Gold and Coal Ball.

Even when going out for travel and training, he took both of them, while Khorne, who was cultivated first, had instead guarded this place day after day for years.

Under the golden sunlight, Louis threw the ball, and Khorne flew to fetch it; one man and one dog played quite happily.

Laughter filled the plaza.

Attracting the prisoners to look over frequently.

By the time Louis returned home, it was already dusk.

Just as he walked in, Louis saw a note written on the refrigerator.

"Louis, I'm having a candlelight dinner with your Aunt Jenny, not coming back tonight; meals are already prepared in the kitchen, you can heat them up to eat, remember to go to bed early—David."

Louis scratched his head; good fellow, candlelight dinner?

Quite romantic.

Shaking his head, Louis walked upstairs, "Emma?"

Creak—

The sound of a door suddenly rang out.

A pair of long legs stretched out from the doorway, the tips of the toes and the fair, long legs forming a straight line, looking extremely elegant.

Waterfall-like golden hair was faintly visible, and a pair of lively eyes peeked out from behind the door, looking over.

It was exactly Yulunka.

Louis was a bit dazed.

But Yulunka was not dazed; all of this was preparation she had made, so how could she mess it up at this time.

She revealed a smile, leaning half her body out, shockingly wrapped in only a layer of white bath towel.

"Louis, you're back."

"Emma isn't here; she said she was afraid of causing a fatality, so she ran away."

"Are you hungry? Shall I heat up the meal?"

Yulunka's eyes looked very simple and innocent at this moment, but her actions were not so simple; her fair, slender arms seemed to inadvertently tuck her long hair behind her temples, and her body also unconsciously pushed forward.

It is well known that foreign women develop relatively early; Yulunka's mother, Jenny, had a very good figure, and Yulunka seemed to have inherited this point as well.

The fairness was very dazzling at this moment.

Louis admitted, he was moved.

There was nothing to say; he was not a herbivore, and without a word, he walked forward.

Holding Yulunka's palm, they walked into the room embracing each other.

(End of chapter)