Henrik seemed reluctant to talk about such a topic, and after a few conversations, he kept silent.

But these few short words shocked Roger.

"The so-called Holy Son turned out to be nothing more than an experiment."

After getting this news, Roger felt that he should be a little more reluctant, make a fortune quietly, and low-key development is the king.

can't hide too deeply, it's okay to show his face, brush his existence, his current strength, he is indeed not qualified to be blind.

"I thought I was the chosen one." Roger pursed his lips, shuddered at the thought of lying at the mercy of others on the bench.

From the current point of view, the skin of the so-called lonely demon hunting family on his body is still somewhat useful.

Roger felt that he should take the opportunity to cooperate with the Hunter Guild to gather as much information as possible.

After saying goodbye to Henrik, Roger went straight home, turned on his computer, adjusted the time, and typed in the city of Bordeaux.

"A once-in-a-century hurricane hit Bordeaux, affecting cities, counties and towns......"

"The death toll continues to climb, countless houses have collapsed, people have been displaced......"

Start searching, messages like this keep popping up.

Roger looked at it casually, and the numbers and scope of influence recorded on it made him secretly surprised.

"Is such a terrifying range artificial?" Roger shook his head.

If individuals really have such destructive power, then the federal government can't hide it at all, even if it wants to.

The scope of this destruction is almost already at the level of a nuclear bomb.

"Unless it's just in time for a special natural cycle that leverages the forces of nature."

Comparatively, Roger prefers this possibility.

At the same time, Henrik, who had left Baytown, made a phone call.

"How's that, no problem?"

"Young age, strength is not bad." A woman's slightly aged voice came from the other side, accompanied by the sound of paper flipping.

"Didn't you find out which family he came from?"

"It's an unwritten rule about the legacy of demon hunters......" Henrik extinguished his cigarette and the expression on his face became serious.

"We can't cross the line."

"Forget it......"

"It's just a temporary one, you recruited people, look good, don't make a mess."

The woman on the other side clapped her head.

"There's one more thing."

"You killed that guy last time, and you were a bit reckless."

"In recent years, those spellcasters have become more and more influential, and they have been trying to find a way to break away from the Hunters' Guild, and without their support, the situation of demon hunters will become more and more difficult."

"Who would have thought that the Hunters' Guild used to be named after us, but now, Demon Hunters are almost excluded from this system."

"Now we can only deal with some miscellaneous fish, and the seats in the guild ......"

The woman sighed.

"Be cautious next time you encounter such a problem, and let me know in advance." The woman admonished.

Henrik, who has always been unruly, seems to have restrained a lot in the face of this woman, but he keeps nodding.

"By the way, your partner should go to the branch and take care of him."

"Him?"

Henrik's face fell, "It shouldn't be a female ......"

At this moment, the voice on the other side suddenly raised, "With your virtue, who in the guild dares to send their female students to you with confidence?!" ”

"Also."

"Men are not allowed to think crookedly!"

"If I knew you, you would dare to take him to a woman!"

The other side sneered.

"Next time you come to the headquarters, I'll find you a banshee from Ivedel to sleep with you for ten days!"

Henrik's face fell.

"What does this have to do with me?

"The girls in the town are hospitable......"

"Smack!"

The phone on the other side suddenly hung up.

"Hey......" Even this kind of thing has to be managed.

"It seems that if you want to relax in the future, you will have to be sneaky." Thinking of this, an idea popped up for Henrik.

"Why don't you ...... now?"

…………

In front of the Hunter's Hut.

As the sun hung high, Roger walked into the cabin with an oversized travel bag on his back and put the food and other items inside into the storage box.

He took an axe and a saw, and got into the woods and got to work.

After this period of crazy exercise, Roger's body shape has changed a lot, although it is not as good as the traditional muscular man, but at least he has gotten rid of his previous thin appearance.

Pile all the lumber at the back of the hut, leave the rest to Roger, and after a few lunches, he resumes training.

The message on the bulletin board reminded Roger that his current physical fitness was only barely up to the standard of opening the Grass Trial, and there was still a lot of room for improvement.

After entering the third level, it may be that his physical fitness has reached a certain level, and the effect of the pain potion has decreased a lot, but at the moment he has no better choice.

After practicing for a cycle, Roger focused on meditation.

After drinking the concentration potion and sitting on the bed, with the bonus of the Hunter's Hut, Roger has improved a lot more than before.

Roger continued to sneak out at night, and he walked around the cemetery a few times, but did not meet Anna.

He thought about it for a while, and felt that he was still a little too ashamed to shout two voices in the cemetery alone, so in desperation, he went back to the house to continue his cultivation.

Just after midnight.

A glimmer of light flashed over the hut.

"The cultivation room has been built!"

Roger got up and got out of bed, and there was an extra door in the wall at the end of the cabin, and he pushed the door in, and the room was not large, about thirty or forty square meters.

But as he stepped into it, Roger felt some strange changes.

"This space ......"

He tried to move quickly around the room, but no matter how much he moved, he seemed to be in the middle of the room.

Instead of going to the extreme space in the test room, he tried to get out of this strange state, and soon, the cultivation room in front of him became normal again.

There was a small floor mat in the corner, and Roger sensed it and learned the information on it.

This is a special place for meditation in the cultivation room, and sitting on it is highly concentrated, and the effect is comparable to taking concentration potions.

Of course, in this case, the Focus Potion can still be used.

The cultivation room in front of me was relatively rudimentary, and there was nothing else except this mat for meditation and a wooden stake.

The effect of the cultivation room is also relatively simple.

That's doubling.

The cultivation effect is doubled!

Roger tried to practice.

And then there's no going back.

The speed of opening and hanging is cool.

"When will this place be ten times or eight times faster?" Roger thought with some greed.

His original cultivation speed was already fast enough, and with the restorative effect of the wooden bed and the cultivation room, he had risen a few points again.

He didn't go anywhere for the remaining two days of the holiday, and even put down his physical exercise to improve his mental strength crazily.

Finally pushed the meditation level to level 2.