Starting with Blood Healing to become an Ancient God

"You'll sleep here tonight," the young man who brought him said as the car stopped, lost in thought.

Lewis turned his head and saw a sign that read "Clover Transport Company".

It seemed that everyone here already knew he had arrived. A somewhat thin middle-aged man was smiling at him from the doorway.

For some reason, the moment Liu Yi saw this middle-aged man, he felt a tightness in his heart, as if he were being stared at by a monster hiding claws and fangs.

Without hesitation, although he was a little nervous, he obediently got off the bus.

Twenty minutes earlier, he had told the woman leading the group everything he knew, including that hidden secret.

This involves two major families and three banks, and he believes that this information could give him a chance to survive in Arkham.

After getting off the bus, the driver said to the middle-aged man, "Hey! Vic, this is the person Miss Sheena asked us to take special care of. He just got out of prison and is feeling a bit insecure."

After listening, Vic smiled and said, "I understand."

"Too bad, I was planning to have a drinking contest with you tonight." The young driver smiled as he got into the car and drove away.

Although Vic was somewhat disappointed to be absent from today's banquet, he was well aware of his significance and responsibilities.

The reason why this group of scum, who should have been dead, can still stand here, and even gain a new form and power, is all because of the grace of that great being.

Therefore, they will wholeheartedly do their best in anything that benefits that being.

“Let’s go, Mr. Lewis,” the middle-aged man, who looked like a viper, said with a smile.

Lewis quickly thanked him, then tentatively asked, "Is this really Arkham?"

At this moment, he still felt a sense of unreality.

After hearing this, Vic chuckled and said, "What? Doesn't it seem like it?"

Lewis nodded slightly: "I heard it's chaotic here, but it seems quite quiet now."

Vic patted Lewis on the shoulder and said, "That was before. The current Arkham doesn't need that kind of chaos to prove its strength and presence."

Upon hearing this, Lewis vaguely sensed something unusual about the situation.

At this moment, he vaguely noticed that whether it was Miss Sheena, the alluring woman who could unleash ice and fire, or those vicious youths, they all always carried a strange hope and a kind of devoutness like that of believers in their faces and eyes.

When they speak, they seem to be able to avoid mentioning a seemingly great figure, as if their only purpose is to carry out his orders.

After hearing Vic's words, he was even more certain of his feeling. His keen senses confirmed that it was that person's appearance that changed Arkham, even completely subduing and bringing together this group of originally dangerous individuals.

"You seem to be meeting the mayor tomorrow, right?" Vic suddenly asked.

Lewis nodded slightly: "That's what Ms. Sheena said."

Hearing this, Vic's previously casual face gradually turned solemn as he said, "Listen, outsider, tomorrow you'd better show your best side and all your value, and you must not show the slightest disrespect, understand?"

These words were so authoritative that Lewis felt his breath catch in his throat. He instantly realized that the person everyone had respected along the way was now the mayor of Arkham City.

The next second, his head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Understood! Understood! I will pay my highest respects to the great mayor."

Hearing this, Vic nodded, his expression changing as he said, "Your accommodation has been prepared. Go take a shower first, and I'll have you buy a decent set of clothes. Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, go to Miss Jenny's place to get your hair done."

"Good! Good!" Lewis nodded repeatedly.

Afterwards, Lewis, led by Vic, went to the Clover Company's guest room on the third floor.

The guest rooms are comparable in size to regular hotels. The rooms are clean, the bathrooms have hot water ready, and food is prepared on the dining table next to the main table.

Seeing this scene, Lewis felt as if he had entered heaven. In a daze, he seemed to have returned to seven years ago, to the time when he was full of vigor and dominated the financial industry.

After a brief moment of distraction, Lewis went into his room, took a bath, ate, and took care of his personal hygiene.

After everything was finished, it was already 10:30 p.m.

The waiter had already pushed the food cart away, and Lewis, dressed in his pajamas, stood by the window looking at this ancient town full of legends, his heart beginning to surge with excitement.

Because this will be his new home. He will build his power here, then lead his people back to fight his way back, reclaim everything he has lost, and kill all his enemies.

In his deep thought, he could even see himself in the posture of success.

Just then, through the window, he suddenly saw a furtive figure appear on the opposite street. The figure, dressed in all black, jogged and climbed up the drainpipe beside him, seemingly a thief.

"As expected, the silence was just a facade." Lewis was not surprised to see this.

Under Lewis's quiet gaze, the thief reached the second floor, then took out a sharp blade and carefully began cutting at the window, seemingly intending to jump in.

Just as the thief was about to succeed, Lewis suddenly sensed a dark shadow flash by. He then saw a young man dressed as a policeman running towards him, leaping three meters high and more than ten meters away.

The policeman, who seemed to fly, grabbed the thief by the neck and landed smoothly with the heavy man, who weighed at least 150 pounds.

It was as casual and unhurried as if he were holding a dead chicken of no importance in his hand and making a random leap.

"These are the Arkham police?!"

Chapter 0212 The Unseen Enemy

At seven o'clock the next morning, Los opened his eyes on time, raised his head slightly, looked at the bright sunshine outside through the gap in the curtains, and said with a smile, "It's another sunny day today."

Lilith, lying beside him, slowly opened her eyes: "Master, when do you plan to have Minnie serve you in bed?"

Los sat up and coughed. "There's no rush. I don't have that much time to focus on this right now."

As he spoke, he reached out and touched Lilith's sacred body twice, saying, "I am already very satisfied with you now."

These words immediately pleased Lilith greatly. She turned around, letting her smooth, black hair flow like water down her fair skin, presenting her most beautiful and alluring side to Los and saying, "Thank you for your praise, my master."

Los didn't waste much time in bed. He turned around and got up, saying, "You handled Xena's matter very well yesterday. It seems that staying confined to Arkham for too long is too limiting. We need to take the initiative."

“It seems like Sheena has gained something else,” Lilith said, standing up and putting on her underwear.

Los: "Incidentally, we saved a down-on-his-luck banker who had been framed; he knew a lot of things that would be useful to us."

Yesterday, Hina briefly reported what Lewis knew; the rest will be explained by Lewis himself today.

At eight o'clock, after breakfast, Carrington said, "Young master, it seems there have been some problems in Dunwich recently."

"Dunwich?" Upon hearing this, Los was taken aback. He had been so busy lately that he had almost forgotten about that place.

"What happened?" Los asked.

Carrington shook his head: "I can't explain it either, it's just an instinctive feeling. Young master, you should know that the master and I had an audience with that person there, and there seems to be some kind of premonition."

Los pondered for a moment and said, "Now that it has happened, we can't just sit idly by. Uncle Carrington, you'll be in charge of making this trip. I'll have Charles go with you."

Kaling nodded solemnly: "Yes, young master."

At 8:30, Los arrived at his office and began his busy day.

I had just sat down when there was a knock on the office door.

"So fast? Come in!" Los thought it was Sheena who had arrived.

When the door was pushed open, it was Balo, a nobleman who had submitted to the Eye of Insight.

"Master." Barlow bowed respectfully as he entered.

Los nodded: "What happened?"

Barlow is very capable in all aspects. He has been busy with work these past few days and can handle almost everything on his own. Los is very satisfied with this steady subordinate.

Barlow walked over and said seriously, "Master, I have discovered that at least three forces in the capital market are resisting us."

"Oh? Sit down and talk." Los became interested.

Barlow sat up straight and explained, "These days I've been using my resources to contact my friends, former partners, and investment institutions. At first, the talks went very well, but as soon as the topic of investing in Arkham came up, they would change the subject with various excuses."

"If I press them too much, they'll end the call for some other reason."

"Such a thing is true!?" Los frowned slightly upon hearing this.

Barlow continued, "Feeling something was wrong, I conducted an investigation through my family and discovered that at least five investment institutions in the current financial market have rated our town as 'not recommended for investment,' citing your previous handling of the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce as the reason."

Los, who knew nothing about finance, asked, "That incident had such a big impact?"

Barlow replied, "This matter is neither a big deal nor a small one. After all, your handling of the matter was reasonable and well-founded, with all the evidence being quite sufficient, and it was also authorized by Her Majesty the Queen. In principle, this matter should have increased market confidence rather than given such a negative impact."

Los squinted: "So you're sure someone's pulling the strings behind the scenes?"

Barlow nodded: "Yes, I analyzed the rating data from the five investment institutions and found that the negative analysis came from three aspects."

“One is the relevant law firm, which said that your handling of the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce violated the free market economy and that the legal system here is not conducive to the development of business.”

"The second aspect is the accounting and property statistics agency, which found that Arkham's government and banks had a large number of bad debts, low credit ratings, and a serious tendency to default on contracts."

“They’re not wrong about that, and that’s exactly what I’m dealing with right now,” Los said.

Arkham's finances and banking system were riddled with bad debts and problems. He had been trying to address these issues since taking over, but progress had been slow due to a lack of qualified personnel.

Barlow: "The first two are not the core of the problem."

"The third aspect is the Chamber of Commerce's rating. Regarding Arkham's investment attitude, the entire Chamber of Commerce has even taken a sanctioning approach, which means that all capital within the Chamber of Commerce is not allowed to invest in Arkham."

Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Los's eyes: "Is it the Imperial Commerce Association?"

Barlow nodded: "Yes."

Los was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "Has the mastermind behind this been identified?"

Barlow shook his head: "The other party has done it very discreetly. There are at least a hundred related companies and units involved here, and the capital behind these companies is very complex. It will take a lot of time to investigate."

Los immediately said, "Investigate thoroughly. This matter concerns the development of the entire Arkham, and we must find out the truth."

"Tell me what your needs are and what kind of manpower you require."

Barlow said somewhat awkwardly, "What I need here are people who understand finance and have good combat skills, but..."

Los understood immediately after hearing this. There are many superhumans with strong combat abilities in Arkham now, but apart from Barlow, it seems that none of them understand finance.

After a few awkward seconds of silence, Los said, "Well, Borg is still here, so you can ask him for help. Also, I have an appointment with someone here, a rather famous banker, who should be able to help you as well."

"A banker? What's his name?" Barlow asked curiously.

"Bren Lewis," Los said.

Upon hearing the name, Barlow was taken aback: "It's him? I remember that guy went to jail seven years ago for the robbery of the Imperial Bank."

Los was somewhat surprised: "He's that famous?"

Barlow nodded: "Back then, he had a pretty good reputation. I was only twenty-four at the time, and I attended his lectures. He was a very capable and talented person."

Upon hearing this, Los laughed and said, "It seems that Sheena has really struck gold this time."

Chapter 0213 Bank Robbery