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"He tried to hybridize the adult and the fruit tree at the beginning, but he died as expected and became a nutrient for the fruit tree."

"He learned from his mistakes, changed the experimental method, and hybridized broilers in the pup stage with apple seedlings by cutting grafting, and once again he was gloriously defeated."

"In the end, he put the eggs...well, anyway, at least the apples are growing better and better."

After reading the summary of the last page and the never-give upward declaration of "I will continue to work hard", Edward sighed heavily, put the experimental records aside, covered his eyes with his hands, and felt his own.

Common sense was beaten hard: "What are you doing?"

"What results can this kind of experiment that does not consider biological characteristics? Does he really want to benefit humans?"

"The farmer, the church of Mother Earth? The church of Mother Earth does not teach him the basics of biology and botany?"

"I know that extraordinary ability has created a new biological system, but this is really too..."

No one answered, and after a while, a response came from Edward's mind: "But he meets our standards."

"This is what I think of."

The Abyss Angel rubbed his face and sighed: "I am studious and forge ahead, have strong execution ability, and have the possibility of changing the world... Probably? Benevolence and malignantness are both change, and the possibility of destroying the world is certainly OK, just like that child.

.He does meet our standards and can guide us properly even if it is not our direction."

"I really can't stand this rough and simple experiment anymore. Looking at this experimental report, I would rather go to the abyss to fight Fabouti."

Declined King: "It's really time to consider it."

Edward was a little more serious and asked, "'Hell' is only a prototype. Although we can eat Him directly, we have to pretend to behave, and no matter how much we say, we have to support the hell's stance. In this way, our gods will become

The ceremony can be completed smoothly. However, 'I rushed down the abyss and ate the remaining uniqueness and sequence of Fabouti and held the ceremony directly to the true god's idea is a bit too bold? If I can really succeed,          

Even the gods who have eyes can find the problem."

“…”

"Yes, as long as you become the true god, you will succeed. Maybe the seven gods will be more sure that I was raised by the Desire Mother Tree."

"Isn't it going to fight? This is the best opportunity."

"Well." The declining king said plainly, "The demon family should enter the market. There should be people who have broken hands and feet to atone for sins in hell, and there should be demons with the same great sins. Of course, doing evil is what the demons should do, so they die

Then there will be only jailers, and this is the pardon I gave them."

"It's really good. After dedication, they can torture other humans like demons. I believe they will be very happy." Edward nodded deeply, "Then let's arrange it after man-made disasters. As long as the verdict of Death Star is over, we

No matter what you do, it will be much easier.”

"After we completely control this part of the consciousness of the real Creator, we can go to the land of God's abandonment to find clues of source."

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Mrs. Staring, who was in the living room, asked the servants to carefully pack their precious dresses, looked up in confusion and asked back to the maid Julian, "A strange old gentleman knocked on our door?"

The maid nodded: "Yes, madam."

"That was an older man, dressed neatly and looked like a person with status."

"Who is he looking for?"

"He said he wanted to find the owner of this house."

"Is it Luke's visitor? He had never told me, and in that case he should know that it is working hours..." Mrs. Staring, who was beautiful, said to herself in confusion, and then ordered the maid, "I'll go and open the door,

Let the male servants be alert."

"Okay, madam."

Mrs. Starling lifted up her skirt and asked the maids to use it as a makeup mirror. She roughly put on a thick ironing cloak. With the help of the maid, she went downstairs without any rush and came to the entrance.

. She wanted to look out from the cat's eyes first, but then she felt that doing this in front of the servant was not solemn enough, so she took a light breath, with a dignified manner, showing a decent and elegant smile, indicating that the maid could open the door.

Julian twisted the door handle and vaguely blocked Mrs. Starling behind her.

The visitor outside the door was a middle-aged and elderly gentleman dressed meticulously. His shirt was white and straight, and his thick gray-blue vest perfectly held his stomach. The long tuxedo dress was clearly lines without any flaws.

The gentleman was wearing a pair of shiny leather shoes and could not see any traces of walking through the rain and mud.

He was wearing a pair of white thread knitted gloves, his temples were mixed with a few silver hair, his face was dark nasolabial, and his light brown eyes were so serious that they didn't have a smile.

I don't know...but the old man had an inexplicable sense of majestic and reassuring temperament. Mrs. Starling unconsciously relaxed her vigilance and asked politely:

"Who are you looking for?"

The middle-aged and elderly gentleman took off his hat, pressed it on his chest, and bowed in the most standard posture:

"I'll visit the owner of the house at 15 Minsk Street."

"I am the owner of that house. What's the matter with me?" Starling even more confused.

Starling looked at the serious old man in front of him. Judging from the temperament and affordable clothing fabrics of the other party, he was at least a nobleman, but he said that he was just a housekeeper. Although he was a little vain and proud,

Starling still has a relatively clear self-awareness. It is not something she can know about families who can afford such a housekeeper.

But at this time, she had noticed that a carriage was parked far away from the opposite side of the cement road. The shell was dark and thick, and there was a curtain on the inside of the window. It looked like it was not an ordinary product, with a low-key look luxurious.

After looking at it carefully, I saw a herald of an emblem in the conspicuous position of the carriage.

The main body of the herald is a vertically downward sword, and the handle of the sword has a red crown.

This is the "Sword of Judgment"... the "Sword of Judgment" of the Augustus royal family representing the kingdom! Oh my God, I heard Luke mention it! Starlin's heart was shocked and she didn't dare to think about it.

The old butler noticed Starling's gaze and said openly: "Madam, please don't tell this matter out."

"I, I will." Starling answered quickly.

"So you are the owner of No. 15 Minsk Street. Have the tenants left there?"

It was actually looking for Mr. Moriarty? Starling was shocked. As a landlord, he should not disclose the information about the tenant, but this is facing the royal family. So she hesitated for a second and still replied: "Yes, he today

I came to say goodbye very early.”

The old housekeeper narrowed his eyes, and he was a little confused. He asked: "Did that gentleman mention his itinerary?"

"Ah, this..." Starling hesitated again, and then she felt that the old housekeeper's figure became more and more majestic, making people dare not look directly at it, as if he was a person like a teacher or a judge. He naturally answered truthfully in his heart.

The idea, "He, he said he would go back to Jianhaijun and celebrate the New Year..."

After hearing this, the old housekeeper's expression did not change, and he did not comment. Then, he politely gave Starlin a standard gift again (Starlin quickly returned the gift with the hem of the skirt), and said, "Thank you."

The answer, madam.”

"I know you are worried, please rest assured that I am just inviting Detective Sherlock Moriarty to the place of my master, not to be against him."

"Please don't tell what happened today."

Starling was shocked and nodded immediately, watching the old butler get into the carriage. The coachman with straight back waves the whip. The carriage symbolizing the majesty of the royal family gradually disappeared from the street.

She couldn't believe it, she couldn't believe that she was actually talking to a housekeeper of the royal family, and her steps back to the room were a little erratic. Mr. Sherlock Moriarty was such a big shot? The royal family members came to invite him in person? He wasn't he

A simple detective? Yes, he has such excellent skills, his identity is definitely not simple... Starling was a little excited and thought randomly in her mind, and then she felt a little disappointed because she could not reveal these incidents to anyone,

Not even Luke.

……………………

In the end, Klein successfully rented the house for a weekly rent of 1 pound 4 pounds and 4 pounds per week, saving 1 sequel. The rental time is tentatively two months. The rent refund that he just got back from Mrs. Staring has not yet been paid.

It took a break from heating up. Klein used his existing water and electricity bill as his identity certificate and did not forget to change his name with a small trick. Sherlock Moriarty is now in a state of death or missing, and Klein did not dare to reply.

I took a look at No. 15 Minsk Street, and the mailbox was kept as it was, full of them.

By the way, the monthly subscription fee for newspapers and milk is 4 Sule! There are ten days left this month! It was completely wasted!

These little money hurts Cline for a few minutes. After signing the contract, he takes the key and opens the door to his new residence.

To be honest, rent has its own value. From the balcony, you can overlook the most lively financial commercial street in the Hilston District. The area of ​​the house is much smaller than what Mrs. Summer rented to herself, but the furniture is of better quality.

This place is originally provided to businessmen or middle-class apartments with annual salary of more than 300 pounds, and the price is no longer high.

Klein comforted himself for a while, trying not to leave his 10 pounds. He took out his clothes and brand new daily necessities from his suitcase, put them all one by one, then took out the envelope paper he had just bought and started writing.

It cost nearly 2,700 pounds to purchase materials at once, and Klein's deposit was only about 1,500 pounds left, which was already a relatively dangerous number for the wild extraordinary people seeking promotion.

Sequence 6 is the middle sequence. The materials required for the middle sequence often double the price and are even more expensive. Therefore, he urgently needed to make some money quickly, so he thought of his own and Miss Sharon before his death.

Dialogue: Maric's friend discovered a magnificent of a Quaternary nobleman. It was very dangerous and should have a lot of extraordinary materials and items. Maybe there would be the "human skin shadow" they needed.

It is not convenient to go out now, so Klein wrote a letter to inform the familiar deacon in the Steam Church, Econser Bernard. He also said in the letter that he had recently moved and wanted to hide for a while, except that he had not been able to do so.

It is best not to disturb the transaction.

After writing the letter, all the urgent matters were finally completed.

Klein glanced at the wall clock and it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon.

So he closed his eyes and began to meditate and rest. An hour later, Klein opened his eyes and first divined "No danger". After confirming safety, he took four steps backwards and headed to the gray fog.

Klein has figured it out that as long as he still has to deal with Ince Zangwell, the power of the Gray Mist is essential. No matter how dangerous it is, he must use all his strength.

Only do it.

As for dealing with Edward Vaughan, I'm afraid I can't do anything, but at least I have to disclose the other party's information to the church.
To be continued...