My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

Chapter 235: 1 little golden retriever, 2 little golden retrievers~ Why are they golden retrievers?

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just now.

At this time, in the Monster Research Institute.

Mr. Chris, who remained unmoved by anything happening in the outside world, was shaking the purple potion in his hand, carefully observing the changes within the potion.

It doesn't look like there's anything unusual, so it should be successful if nothing unexpected happens.

Then, Chris poured the potion in his hand into a splash-type bottle, turned his head and fixed his icy gaze on the poor villager who was locked in an iron cage not far away.

Perhaps they had sensed the other party's intention, the villagers who had originally been hoping for a lucky break suddenly turned pale and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

Driven by extreme fear, he no longer cared about anything else. He knelt on his knees with a plop and kowtowed to the demon in front of him, begging for mercy.

"Please! Please spare my life!"

The villagers begged in tears, their voices becoming hoarse and trembling from excessive fear.

"Please! Please! Let me go!!"

"I have children and parents to take care of! I also have a 70-year-old hen at home!"

In the face of the other party's horrified eyes, Mr. Chris's face did not show a trace of pity, he approached the other party step by step.

The villager in front of him was of no use to him at all. He had neither abilities nor tools... He was a fool... But fools could also be useful.

For example... becoming his "medicine test subject".

Before the villager could continue to beg for mercy, Chris threw the glass bottle in his hand away.

There was a crisp "bang" sound, and the glass bottle fell heavily to the ground. In an instant, the particle effects of the potion suddenly dispersed.

At the same time, a heart-wrenching scream instantly echoed throughout the entire laboratory. The guy's scream was... very unpleasant, which made Chris frown.

Then, he saw that the villager who was contaminated by the potion became extremely strange in the blink of an eye. First, his exposed skin began to quickly appear with strange black spots, which continued to spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, the muscle tissue at the black spots began to melt and rot little by little, emitting a disgusting stench.

After just a few seconds, this horrible corrosion phenomenon had spread all over the villager's body. His originally intact body was now riddled with holes and looked horrible, with pus, blood and rotten flesh constantly flowing out of the wounds.

In the end, all that was left of the villager was a pool of glaring red blood.

Chris looked at everything in front of him with indifference, and just nodded while stroking his chin. He was quite satisfied with the effect.

When the time comes, I will give this... to that guy, and as for how to use it... it will have nothing to do with him.

"Rapid Corruption Splash Potion": An unknown "thing" is used to make this splash potion, which can cause a living thing to completely decay and rot, eventually turning into a pool of blood.

In addition, he has a unique experimental prop on hand that has not yet been fully tested.

After a long period of "infiltration" processing, this item has been basically completed, but there are still some key links that need further verification and optimization.

If it can be successfully put into use, the impact it will bring will undoubtedly be huge.

Once the war really starts, this unknown experimental prop may become the key factor in turning the tide of the war. The scene will definitely be quite interesting and exciting.

Just when Chris was still thinking about how to choose, a blue display screen suddenly appeared next to him. Accompanied by two "beep" message reminders, a familiar avatar display window suddenly popped up.

Chris's expression changed slightly for a moment, then returned to normal. Sometimes he still didn't like these pop-up windows that suddenly appeared, although it was indeed more convenient.

But he still chose to answer it. After all... this was a communication invitation from his partner and supplier, who should be here to inspect his experimental results.

"Good evening, Mr. Chris."

"How are the results of the recent experiments? Did you help me achieve what I wanted?"

The voice of Herman was heard from the display screen. He asked slowly and did not seem to be in a hurry.

"Well, I have already completed what you requested."

"There's only one test left. After the test is successful, I will send you one of the items first."

"But it is still in the testing stage, and I cannot guarantee that there are no dangers or side effects."

Chris narrowed his eyes slightly as he spoke. He was silent for a while, then slowly spoke: "The limitations of this world... are indeed a tricky problem."

"Of course I know. After all, I signed the agreement... We... are just taking advantage of that guy."

Compared to some of Chris' minor incidental problems, Herman didn't seem to care much. Although he had signed an agreement with that guy...but that didn't mean he couldn't find loopholes.

Oh, no... maybe that guy already knew that he would take advantage of the loophole.

"Chris, let me tell you something interesting."

"In what kind of situation do you think someone would want to create a..."

"Where's the hero?"

Chris frowned slightly and remained silent. In fact, he was not very interested in this thing. He just wanted to leave here as soon as possible and return to his original place.

That's why he cooperated with Herman, because this man had what he needed.

Speaking of this, Chris thought of a little golden retriever who let his experimental subject go. When he thought of that little golden retriever, he remembered another little golden retriever... When he thought of that little golden retriever, he remembered that it had not come to find him until now.

It was even possible that he hadn't even noticed that he was missing until now... This made him feel particularly annoyed.

It’s been such a long time… He’s been here for such a long time… Does that guy… that guy… take me seriously?!

"Why...I have the same hair color as that guy." Chris said to himself, and his mood seemed to be a little bit bad.

* Chris is pissed!

* Chris decided that after he returned, he must take good care of the little golden retriever!

* I hope the other party can give him a reasonable explanation, otherwise this matter...

Chris will never let him go

Herman, who hadn't turned off the communication yet, felt a little confused, but didn't say much.