Chapter 6 Dark Swamp, Zebrab's Divination 1

"Parson Ghost Crystal, a specialty of Ghost Plain." Clark smiled gloomyly, took out a small gray crystal and threw it to Yuchen.

"It is non-toxic, tasteless, easy to shape, and will produce weak toxicity under certain conditions. Of course, the harm to the human body is limited, at most..." Clark pointed to Yuchen's stomach.

"At most, it's diarrhea, right?" Yuchen did not hesitate to rush directly to the public toilet on the street, which was extremely fast.

"Let me tell you." Clark said to a young hedgehog in sunglasses on the street, "You guys are really bad."

"Where is Uncle Clark?" The hedgehog-headed young man took off his sunglasses and looked playful. The annual routine activities are just to let them learn lessons. This toxin will activate the cells and help them in the future.

"Irritating toxins, your Mani sect is always messing with these useless things. How about that old monster from the Alchemy College?"

The young man shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "Professor Chris still can't be closed. The next research and development report is still waiting for his approval, and he doesn't know what kind of complex experiment it is."

Clark smiled, rubbed his hands, smiled at the hedgehog-headed young man, "I said that the old monster is not normal. Why don't you quit your job over there and come with me?"

"Face, I'm not old enough to want to deal with the body." The hedgehog-headed young man quickly waved his hand, put on his sunglasses again, and smiled, "It's almost coming out. Explain it. The wound hit by the little guy last time is still hurting. I don't want to be found to have anything to do with this matter. You can take care of everything."

After saying that, he burst into the stream of people without looking back, and disappeared in a few blinks.

Clark shook his head helplessly and narrowed his eyes. After a few minutes, Yuchen walked out of the toilet cursingly, and his footsteps were floating, obviously pulling lightly.

"You old man, you are very happy. Even if it's Harlan's regular activities, you have to prepare me, right?"

"It is indeed a regular activity, the threshold that every student has to pass through." Clark touched his dry chin and giggled, "Who let you eat so fast? Usually, you take a bite, and then stimulating toxins will stimulate your cells, and even let a powerless person perceive the elements for a short time. If you get well and eat it all, the toxins can't be absorbed in the stomach and can only be excreted."

Clark continued: "But it's okay. Since your body can detoxify independently, it also proves that you are a good martial artist. How about it? Your current strength level should have reached gathering. According to your information, you are only 16 years old, and you will have great future."

He praised Yuchen for a few words, but Yuchen didn't say anything. He was not interested in showing his strength everywhere. Since Clark thought he was a gathering warrior, he had to acquiesce.

The two walked forward together and walked through another street. Seeing that it was not far away, Clark said, "But since we are so close to be together, I'm not in such a hurry to send you away. How about it? I know a good restaurant nearby. I paid for a good meal to treat you, which is also to compensate you."

"Then go, you old man doesn't know. My whole stomach was hollowed out just now, even if you don't say..."

"I won't say anything?"

"Forget it, let's go." Yuchen won't let the other party talk to him. It's an idiot not to eat a free lunch.

However, this time you have to make a good distinction. Don't go to Taoism again. I also think that Harlan can't let the professor be responsible for the diet of every student. In this way, this is Clark's personal behavior.

Although he didn't understand why the other party was suddenly so enthusiastic about himself, Yuchen was still secretly vigilant against possible changes at any time.

What Yuchen didn't know was that Clark suddenly entertained him, not because he fell in love with something, but because of a person.

At this time, Monsk Daxian stood anxiously on the rune transmission array, wandering around, looking at his silver watch from time to time and talking to himself.

"No, it should be time. It's time." Monsk Daxian took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket. This new hobby is becoming more and more popular now, and even he can't help following the trend. With one in his hand, a pinch of sparks blooming and igniting instantly.

"It should be time for the boy Megatron to come here. Clark's boy has no shadow. What's wrong with him today?" Monsk Daxian thought helplessly and asked the staff in charge of teleportation beside him, "You said that your boss will arrive in ten minutes. Why haven't you come yet? Hurry up and urge me."

"Here, Clark called more than a dozen dishes in one breath, which made Yuchen stunned. Then he looked at the surrounding decoration. It was elegant and gorgeous, and he knew at a glance that the consumer price was expensive.

He covered his waist bag and thought that the old man was going to sell himself here, but Clark said first: "Come on, let's have a few drinks first."

"Come on, he must want to sell me drunk here." Yuchen sighed secretly, but he said in his heart that it was not good for you, an old man, but he chose me.

Clark's eyes narrowed into a crack, and he only felt that he was really lucky today. Not only could he be embarrassed by Monsk, who had been uncomfortable, but the staff just contacted him and knew that Monsk wanted to see this teenager named Wei Zhentian. It seems that the teenager's identity is not ordinary.

When I think about it, the whole thing is crooked. In Clark's mind, Yuchen may be the eldest son of a certain family. He came to visit Harlan. There is a young master of the Blue Sea family in front of him who makes the school level smoky. Even if he is far away, he will feel extremely upset.

Looking at the momentum, now there is another one. Clark is determined to fix him first so that he can know how deep Harlan's water is.

So he came up with such a "two birds with one stone" method. As long as he gets drunk for a while, the large amount of food will naturally be on the new student. Now he is even considering whether to call a few more old brothers and take this opportunity to have a good meal.

Yuchen is also a little difficult to do. Although he thinks that he will not be plotted, in fact, according to the character of Wei Zhentian, this loss is fixed.

How to suffer losses with the least risk is what he is most concerned about now. He can't push it off, so he has to do something on wine... liquor... liquor...

"Yes!" Yuchen had an idea, and he remembered that in the intelligence, Wei Zhentian was actually not drunk.

"This is the old guy you forced me to drink. I'm not good at drinking. Can't I be drunk?" On the one hand, he said that he never drank, and finally pretended to be very reluctant. With a sip of wine, his whole spirit improved.

"Good...good wine! Come again!"

Clark didn't know the way. He only said that the young man was just bold. It seemed that he would not take much effort to get drunk. Naturally, he didn't have to worry about it. He had nothing to do with scratch the skeleton scepter. There were many useful runes engraved in the scepter, and the skull was the corpse of an ancient sage. Casting has the effect of absorbing negative effects. Now it is used in drinking. It can be said that no matter how strong the wine is, it is no different from water.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes, Yuchen jumped on the table and kicked the dishes all over the ground.

After being attacked so suddenly, our Master Clark was stunned on the spot. He didn't understand why Yuchen made such a move and asked tentatively, "What are you?"

"I'm going to beat you, you idiot!" The words are crazy, his face is red, and he knows that he is drunk at a glance.

"Stop making trouble, boy, let's see what you've done here." Clark was so angry that he looked at the porcelain plate broken into tiles on the ground. He was heartbroken and knew that the things here were valuable, so he wanted to pull Yuchen down and talk about it.

"Who are you, kid, in front of Uncle Ben! Look at it!" But Yuchen didn't think that Yuchen was indiscriminate. His head was just a slap. Clark quickly dodged, and Yuchen staggered from the table to the ground. Finally, he seemed to be inadvertently pedaled on the table and lifted the table to the bottom.

"Oh, my uncle, how much does it cost to pay for it!"