Astartes of the Bear School

56 Chapter 56. The Missing Potion
Lan En's calm words, combined with the terrifying traces left by him killing the entire camp and various punishments, the psychological pressure caused is simply appalling!
Neken's psychological defenses collapsed when he first woke up. In the subsequent deterrence process, this man who can eat human flesh did not even dare to say such nonsense as "forgive me" and "give me a good time" .

As if he wanted to take out all his information, he gave it to Lan En.

Lane then gave him a clean death.

This world has magic, but Lan En has not heard that this world has any research on the afterlife.

In his heart, if in a world, death is the complete end of a person, then the execution of death itself is enough.

He doesn't like torture.

Especially don't like it now.

The bad smell in his mouth made Lan En sick, and he wanted to take out a bottle of strong wine from the alchemy leather bag to rinse his mouth.

But as soon as the leather bag was opened, the small cloth bag with fine stitches was placed on it first.

It smelled like flowers, but it was dusty but not dirty at all.

Lane has always put it well.

The young man pursed his lips, and subconsciously rubbed his hands together for a while, as if he wanted to rub something dirty.

But when he looked back, he realized that the blood that had stuck to the gloves during the torture had actually been washed away long ago.

Lan En sighed for a moment, then opened the small cloth bag, took out a bottle of Redania herbal wine from underneath, and poured it into his mouth.

The alcohol rushed straight to his forehead, Lan En suddenly became sober after taking a sip, and leaned against a tree in silence.

"If the information is true, the situation will become more and more difficult, sir."

It wasn't until Lan En swallowed the strong drink that Mentos made a sound at the right time.

It is not in the People's Union now, and it cannot connect to the psychotherapy module in real time. Lan En's mood just now made him dare not say more.

Only now did it dare to come out and divert its attention.

"Damn it." The young man cursed, took off the studded leather gloves, and wiped his face vigorously with his palm.

"Naken didn't lie, and he didn't hide. Whether it's the eyes, or the later Aksi seal, I can be sure."

White was kidnapped, or the cannibals kidnapped children on a large scale. From the beginning, Lan En felt that it was not easy.

It is illegal to keep slaves in the northern countries, but if they were not used as slaves, but sold to childless families, this number of disappearances would be too much.

There is no such way of binding a child.

With so many children, if you can’t find a buyer every day, you have to take care of the food and drink for the whole day.

And those families without children are definitely not placing orders in groups, they will only buy here and there.

With a group of children in their hands, the longer the time, the more dangerous it will be, and the more money will be lost.

There are people who do the beheading business, but no one does this kind of money-losing business.

It is possible that the cannibals damaged their brains by eating human flesh, but the "head-eater" who is the leader is said to have a lot of brains, so there is no reason to make such a mistake.

And after Naken completely collapsed, his rhetoric confirmed this point even more.

"A small camp ranges from five to seven people, and in the entire hilly area, the camp that Neken has visited in shifts has thirteen most optimistic situations, and they also have at least 67 thugs."

Lan En leaned back against the tree trunk, folded his hands on his chest, and lightly tapped his fingers on the outer leather armor of his arm as he thought about it.

Mentos added: "Don't forget their main camp, there are at least 50 people in that secret port."

This is a criminal gang with at least hundreds of people and a basic organizational structure!
"Did Wesselad grow up eating shit?!"

The young man cursed bitterly.

"There was an armed gang of hundreds of people in his territory. How could he, the lord, not notice it before the other party committed the crime!"

"Hundreds of men with swords! His cavalry will be chopped to pieces in the hills!"

"What about the household registration statistics? What about the flow of people? What about the distribution of missing people? Lord Waylon?! A fucking pig is better than him! Bah"

"From this point of view, Foltest, who appointed him, is also a stupid pig!"

Swearing from the provincial lord to the king in one breath, if the witcher's words were uttered in the city, the captain of the city defense would probably come over to "capture the traitor" holding his helmet and copying the guy.

The onlookers had to step back three meters to prevent the blood from splashing too unsightly.

But fortunately, Mentos completely inherited Lan En's historical concept.

For the king, the most noble status in the world, the intellectual brain has the same attitude as the main body——

Who is he?

"Whether the king is stupid or not, sir. We must all make our own judgment."

Mentos analyzed calmly.

"It's absolutely impossible for these hundreds of people to be all cannibals. If their appetites have grown to the level of the guy who was burned at the stake, then the whole of Willen won't be enough for them to eat for several months."

Lan En pinched the bridge of his nose and twitched the corner of his mouth.

What the fuck is Resident Evil.

But the meaning of Mentos is self-evident.

The cannibals are a criminal group, but the child-trafficking business seems to have another group behind it.

There are more than a dozen small camps and guard posts, and one main camp and secret port.
No matter how you look at it, these materials and construction capabilities will not be available to a group of cannibals.

In other words, the real master is another group of people.

"We can't think that much for now, Mentos."

Lane shook his head lightly.

"The cannibal group and that unknown group can be reported to Wesselard afterwards, we only pay attention to one thing now—"

"Go to that secret port and rescue Little White!"

The young man's tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

But one of Mentos' duties is to pour cold water on the hot head of the subject.

"With all due respect, sir. We don't have [Stealth], we don't have [Silent Assassination], we don't even have [Lock Picking] in our arsenal. I don't think kids are going to be locked behind a door with a wooden bolt. "

"Then face it head-on. We still have a hole card left untouched."

Lan En's face was cold and hard, and the various shortcomings listed by Mentos didn't seem to be able to shake him at all.

His hand reached into the bottom layer of the alchemy leather bag, and touched a hard bottle the size of a can.

"Although the preparation is still a bit short, but by then, we can finish this in two hours."

Mentos' reaction was extremely violent. At this moment, it almost turned Lan En's retina into blood red!

"I categorically reject this plan!"

"Repeat! I categorically reject this plan!"

"The current [surgery] proficiency is only 60%, which is unacceptable even for clinical medical students!"

"And judging from the hygienic conditions we can achieve, it is impossible to do without the support of the potion during the operation! Before the potion is in place, I refuse to provide any support for gene seed transplantation!"

Lan En didn't respond to the blood red in front of him, he waved his hand indifferently.

"Relax, Mentos. As I said, this is a last resort, and I'm not a rash person."

The surgical procedure was the result of a detailed discussion between him and Mentos.

Because they don't know what will happen after the gene seed is implanted. Is it a long-term adaptation?Or a short-term violent transformation?
Therefore, in the operation plan, preparations must be made for Lan En not being able to suture himself.

In addition, it is impossible for them to have a qualified operating room, so they must need the assistance of potions.

Now they only have the potion left by Bo Erdong, and some alchemy notes.

There are medicinal formulas for recovering injuries, but most of them are at the primary level.

According to Mentos' estimates, a large amount of irrigation is required to complete the operation.

But in this way, the severe cumulative toxicity became a problem again, and even the demon hunters couldn't take the potion and drink it as water.

Fortunately, there is also a strengthened white honey potion formula in the alchemy formula, which can be used as an antidote at the last moment.

The white zinnia petals that Lan En was missing before were for the purpose of making enhanced white honey.

Mentos was silent for a moment, and the retinal projection returned to normal.

Yeah, you're not a pushy fool, but now you
Lan En didn't ask about the mood index for a long time, and Mentos kept this index for himself.

Since Bernie and White had accidents one after another, the trend of this curve has become more and more disturbing for the biological brain.

"In short, I will seal up this operation plan until the potion is in place."

"It's up to you, the action must always be adaptable, we can go to the secret port to investigate the situation first."

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