Acceptance of the Heavens Begins with the Devil Fruit Tree

In the early morning three days later, it was a new beginning. The city of Lenz, which had just been silent for a while, became lively again. Of course, as the beginning of the day, people are the first to be busy with stomach problems. Ibaraki breakfast is an essential meal.

As a city built on the archipelago, most residents of Lenz depend on the fresh water of the March River, which is the fresh water resource they depend on for survival.

The seafood porridge cooked with rye and small sea fish is the most common breakfast on the streets of Lenz. It is loved by many coolies because of its large portion and heavy taste.

"Old Hagen, is it still the same today?"

"certainly."

"Hao Le, wait a minute."

On the street, ignoring the stained tabletop, Old Hagen found a place to sit down at random, and the first batch of merchant ships that would arrive was about to dock. He had to finish eating early and get to a good position early. Otherwise, the work will be taken away by others.

"Old Hagen, your seafood porridge."

With that, the lame boss put a porridge bowl made of big shells in front of Old Hagen.

The porridge is dark and has a fishy smell that can't be concealed. It is steaming and steaming. I won't tell you how it tastes, but the portion is really sufficient.

Seeing this bowl of seafood porridge, he didn’t hesitate. Old Hagen picked up the porridge bowl and began to snore along the side of the bowl. Although the seafood porridge in Lenz City’s breakfast was relatively large, he had eaten so many old Hagen. I still feel lame here is the most reliable, because of this reason, even if the taste is a little worse, Old Hagen has become a regular customer here.

Hiccups, a bowl of seafood porridge is full of weight, and the stomach is warm. Old Hagen can't help but hit a full hiccup. This is another good start.

With the two coppers left behind, Old Hagen was about to leave here, but at this moment, his stomach suddenly became sour, and a feeling of nausea surged.

"Damn it, does the lame porridge really use rotten seafood? That's why it tastes so big? So many portions?"

Obviously the body is very unwell, but the first thought in Old Hagen's head turned like this.

Vomiting, vomiting, accompanied by a burst of water, an indescribable sour smell began to permeate the porridge shop.

It was at this time that Old Hagen's consciousness became more and more blurred, and his head became more and more dizzy, only vaguely heard someone screaming in horror, calling out monsters and monsters.

"I should probably spend three coppers to eat a bowl of good porridge in the future."

Consciousness sinking into darkness, this was the last thought in Old Hagen's mind. Since then, Old Hagen has completely disappeared from the world, replaced by a two-meter tall, light blue slippery skin, and a big fish. Head monster.

At the same time, similar things continue to happen. In just one morning, tens of thousands of people suddenly changed. A lot of rotten meat, compared with the two, the latter may be a little luckier.

The original ocean, based on the mysterious substance provided by Max Lehmann, was a special potion developed by the hands of Czech Spinner the Ripper. Its effect is somewhat similar to that of the snake’s black light virus, and it can completely distort life. The racial characteristics of the body are just that it is not as overbearing and weird as the black light virus, and it is not secondary contagious.

With limited materials, Max Lehman only had a bottle of the original ocean, but that was enough. This bottle of the original ocean was enough to infect about 100,000 humans and turn them into sea monsters.

Even if there is inevitably loss in this process, and a considerable number of people will die on the way of transformation, Max Lehman's requirements are not high, as long as there are 30,000 sea monsters in the end.

Ah, the screams of horror echoed in Lenz City. More and more sea monsters completely caused the panic in Lenz City, but it is strange that there was such a big disturbance, and Lenz City's official army and extraordinary people did not even exist. Appear, this is really an incredible thing.

The Executive House, the power center of Lenz City, is located in the prime location of Lenz City. It looks like an enlarged copyright rod inlaid with marine gems as a whole. It is a landmark building in Lenz City. The scepter means that whoever occupies here has the supreme power.

The top floor, covered by floor-to-ceiling glass, depicts the ceremonial witch formation as support and protection. There is no wall in sight. From the outside, it looks like a rippling ocean gem that has been cut by the master, Ye Ye is brilliant.

"Max, do you know what you are doing now?"

Looking at the rickety figure at the door, Mugul Fink, one of the five permanent members of Lenz City, uttered his own roar, his face full of puzzlement.

"Quiet, Mugur, this is not a big deal, it's just a few mud legs that have died. I assure you that you won't have anything to do, as long as you stay here obediently."

Looking directly at his old friend, Max Lehmann had a faint smile on his face, looking elegant and calm.

"Max, stop it, it's still too late."

As if he couldn't bear his old friend on the wrong path, Mugur Fink continued to persuade him.

Hearing this, Max's mouth outlines a nice arc.

"Okay, Mugur, stop your botched performance, am I still not sure about you? You should have notified Yaros Ladd about them?"

Looking at Mugur, Max made no secret of his sarcasm.

Hearing this, Mugur's expression suddenly froze, then he reduced the grief on his face and restored his calm.

"How did you know?"

When he asked this, although Mugur's expression was calm, there were unconcealable fluctuations in his eyes, and this fell in Max's eyes.

"I will know what I should know. Besides, I will tell you the good news for free. Yaros Rad and the others have been entangled by sea monsters, and they won't be able to come back in a short time."

With that, Max looked at Mugur with a slightly pitying look.

Hearing this, Mugur's pupils suddenly shrank, with shock that could not be concealed.

"You already calculated it?"

Pointing at Max with his fingers, Mugur's voice trembled a little.

"Of course, otherwise you thought Lenz would fall into my control so quickly?"

Seeing the frustration of his former friend and opponent ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Max couldn't help but feel a sense of pleasure.

"Mugul, my poor good friend, stay here obediently and stop struggling, my previous promise is still valid."

After speaking, with a decent smile, Max left here calmly and in a victorious posture.

The situation is completely under his control at this moment, even if Mugur is a Tier 4 transcendent, and he also has a hole card, it is not easy to kill, but he only needs to trap the opponent for a period of time so that the opponent cannot interfere with his plan. Okay, when his plan is finished, everything is over.

Boom, click, it was the sound of the crystal chandelier falling to the ground. Hearing this sound, the smile on Max's mouth became brighter and brighter. The useless venting of anger was just the fury of the incompetent. His old friend was really becoming less and less useful.

In the early morning, the sky was still dark, and after losing the crystal chandelier, the top office looked a little dim.

"Am I really poor? Max Lehman."

Sitting behind the desk, supporting his chin with his hands, Muguol Fink lowered his head and muttered softly.