Chapter Seventy-Eight: Pattern

Reality, Hydran, Eagle Country.

A gray vintage car full of a sense of the times drove on a gentle gravel road, this gravel road is narrow and curved, endless, on both sides of the trimmed neat trees, it looks staggered, the car drives slowly, into the eyes of a towering ancient castle covering an area of extremely large area, elegant and quiet.

"Mr. Thomas, the master has been waiting for a long time!"

Today, the old butler, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes and a butler costume, stood respectfully at the door, greeted the slight bending of his body, and spoke without saying a word or being sad and full of temperament.

"Butler, it's really bothering you, thank you!"

Thomas, who was wearing a coat and a suit and leather shoes, respectfully took off the hat and coat he was wearing on his head and handed them to the butler, who gracefully took it and put it on the coat rack on the side, and then gently stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation to Thomas into this distant and mysterious castle.

Thomas walked in the wide castle, but his heart was excited, although his eyes did not squint, but his eyes looked at the surrounding murals and all kinds of antique decorations, deeply touched, this castle is the Eagle Country's top ten group oil chairman so where he lives, he is also the most powerful and mysterious person in Britain, maybe his power is not the greatest, but his money can definitely rank in the top three.

This is an old man with a mysterious identity and powerful power in the Eagle Country, even the Prime Minister of the Eagle Country has to give three points when he sees him.

The huge door full of art was slowly pushed open, the decoration was noble and elegant, and on a large bed in the large room, an old man with various tubes in his body lay on the big bed, and there were special nurses, medical staff, and attendants beside him.

Seeing Thomas's arrival, the old man lying on the hospital bed shot an excited light in his eyes, and made a slight sound, a man beside him hurriedly and respectfully stretched his head to the old man's ear, listened carefully, nodded from time to time, and then raised his eyes to look at Thomas.

"Hello, Mr. Thomas, Mr. Marek welcomes you, and has been waiting for you for a long time!"

"It is a great honor to receive an invitation from Mr. Marek, and rest assured that I have brought what he needs!"

Marek on the hospital bed whined excitedly, and the interpreter behind him immediately put his head to his mouth, listened carefully, nodded, and raised his eyes.

"Okay, Mr. Thomas, you are the most famous supernatural player in the Western Spiritual Space, and you have the title of [Inverted Master], and you have the right to bring a supernatural object back to reality at half price every three months, at this point, we have long known that this time Mr. Marek needs you and me to take out the things from the Western Spiritual Space, can you find it?"

Thomas nodded respectfully, raised the black suitcase in his hand, and handed it to one of them, and then the suitcase was opened, and inside was a potion that emitted a red crystal light, crystal clear and beautiful.

"Mr. Marek, I'm really curious, with Mr. Marek's financial resources and status now, it is definitely not a difficult thing to get an invitation, as long as he becomes a supernatural player, Mr. Marek will immediately have a healthy body, and even have a long life, why give up the supernatural body and only need this so-called red potion"

Thomas carefully handed out the red potion in the box, which is the most common red potion in the supernatural space, which is commonly known as the blood vial, for supernatural players, buying a blood vial in the case of blood loss from hunting supernatural creatures, adding blood is also the most common red blood vial in the game.

This is a very ordinary thing in the supernatural space, so Thomas, who has the title of [Inverted Master], brought it out, and he didn't need many supernatural coins, and he felt that it was extremely strange that with the identity and status of Mr. Marek now, let alone a red blood vial, even if it is not difficult to get an invitation.

"Mr. Marek said, there is no free lunch in this world, if you want to get something, you must pay something, becoming a supernatural player can give people a healthy body, immortal life, but the price to pay in this is probably not expensive, and Mr. Marek's last dislike is to put his fate in the hands of an unknown creature!"

After listening to the old man's words, Marek's translator raised his eyes and said seriously.

"That's true, no wonder Mr. Marek can be the largest petrochemical group owner in the Eagle Nation, it's really amazing"

Thomas immediately showed that you are very powerful, admiring look, but there is a burst of contempt in his heart, I am afraid that this is the so-called hypocrisy of rich people, because he is rich, so he is afraid that others will covet his own money, so he is afraid that others will hurt himself, even in the case of hundreds of thousands of supernatural players in the supernatural space today, Thomas still does not dare to become a supernatural player, afraid that he will be controlled by it.

Faced with such thoughts, Thomas can only say one sentence in his heart, slut is hypocrisy.

"Mr. Marek, although I have already helped you get this red potion, its substance can act on supernatural players, and you are not a supernatural player, so it is unknown whether it will be useful or not!"

Thomas was very careful to state this rule, and he didn't want it, because in the end, Marek would be angry with himself when he realized that the red potion was useless, and that would be more than worth the loss.

"Mr. Marek already knows this, the red blood vial stays, you can leave!"

After listening to the translator beside Marek for a while, he directly issued an eviction order, Thomas didn't feel anything wrong, and nodded, after all, the status gap between the two sides is really too huge, if it weren't for the fact that he has the title of [Fallen Master] in the supernatural space, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been received by Mr. Marek.

Soon Thomas bowed respectfully and left under the guidance of the butler, and when he left, he waved the check, kissed it fiercely, and showed a brisk smile.

"Really, rich people are hypocritical, they don't want to become supernatural players, and they don't want to think about how many people in the entire Eagle Country want to become supernatural players now, as for becoming supernatural players, whether their bodies will be controlled, etc., that's a matter for the future, and now having money is the most important thing!"

Thomas smiled contemptuously at Malik's greed for life and death, kicked the accelerator of the classic car, and drove away.

"Rich people are really afraid of death!"

As soon as Thomas left, in the quiet and distant castle, the bottle of red potion was carefully poured into Marek's mouth by the translator.

But it still doesn't work!

Lying on the hospital bed, Marek's breathing suddenly became short, and he felt a little annoyed and angry, and at this time, the door creaked open again, and three handsome young men in suits and leather shoes walked in respectfully.