Starting with Blood Healing to become an Ancient God

At nine o'clock in the morning, the entire city of Arkham was already fully engaged in its busy day. Led by Sheena, Lewis looked somewhat nervously at the very impressive building in front of him. This was the Arkham City Hall.

Lewis's gray hair had been cut short and styled, and he was wearing a well-tailored black suit with his shoes polished to a shine. The down-on-his-luck fugitive from yesterday had transformed into a business elite.

Looking at the public officials coming and going in front of the door and the police officers constantly patrolling the streets, Lewis, as a fugitive, couldn't help but feel nervous.

From meeting this woman yesterday to now being able to stand openly in front of the Arkham City Hall, Lewis is still somewhat in a daze due to this surreal experience.

He experienced heart-pounding fear, despair, and terror along the way, but the series of dramatic developments and reversals that followed make Lewis feel somewhat unreal now.

Coming to Arkham doesn't require enduring humiliation and subservience; you can even directly cooperate with the city government.

At this time yesterday, he wouldn't have dared to even think about it.

"Ms. Hina, what kind of person is the mayor?" Liu Yi asked nervously.

Sheena thought about the question very seriously before answering, "My master is a great person who is as warm as the sun, as profound as the starry sky, and full of wisdom."

Upon hearing this introduction, Lewis became even more nervous, his forehead and palms were covered in sweat, and his heart was pounding uncontrollably.

With a mix of trepidation and excitement, Lewis followed Sheena into the hall. The first thing he saw was a bustling scene; there were about fifty staff members in the hall, and it was clear that these public officials were all very busy.

This scene was completely different from other parts of the empire, where government offices were always filled with a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere, no matter when you went there.

The public officials leisurely ground coffee and chatted casually with each other, as if they were just sitting there chatting to pass the time.

"Is this the city government?"

Looking at the busy and bustling office scene, Lewis felt incredulous.

Sheena didn't say anything, but led him directly to the elevator and headed to the third floor.

The third floor was much quieter than the first floor. There were few people in the horizontal corridor. Two people walked one after the other. Apart from the sound of their shoes hitting the marble, there was only Lewis's hurried breathing.

Stepping out of the elevator and walking down the corridor to the fifth door, Sheena stopped and knocked respectfully.

"Come in."

A very clear voice reached Lewis's ears.

The voice sounded very young; based on Lewis's deduction, the owner of the voice was no more than twenty-eight years old.

Although young, his voice carried an air of experience and composure, while his tone also carried a languid arrogance characteristic of those in a superior position.

The door hinges, smoothed by the deep oil, opened silently without any harsh sound, and Lewis followed Sheena inside with a respectful expression.

The office inside was larger than he had imagined, and it was well-lit, with most of the wall facing the south street covered by windows.

Lewis didn't dare to look around carelessly; after glancing at it once, he fixed his gaze on the desk.

A very kind-looking young man was sitting at the desk; I felt like I'd seen him somewhere before.

Behind the desk, a handsome young man leaned casually against the wall.

The young man possessed an innate retro and melancholic air, giving off a very reserved and quiet feeling. He simply looked like a well-bred young nobleman who loved retro and decadent poetry.

“Master, Lewis has been brought here,” Sheena said respectfully.

Lewis quickly stepped forward, then lowered his body as much as possible and said in an extremely respectful tone, "Hello, Mayor Arkham, thank you for your kindness and generosity in taking in an escaped convict like me."

Los glanced at Lewis briefly, and after confirming through his breathing and heartbeat that he was indeed in a state of extreme tension, he said in a calm and clear tone, "According to Sheena's account, you want to seek refuge with me through your secret."

Lewis didn't dare to look up. When Ross's voice had completely fallen and he hadn't spoken again, he tried his best to answer in his clear voice: "Yes, Your Excellency Mayor, I was once a fairly successful banker, but I was framed and imprisoned. For many years, I have longed to clear my name and take revenge on those people."

“Raise your head,” came Los’s voice.

Lewis dared not disobey, and cautiously raised his head to look at Los, only to find the young man looking at him with a calm and casual smile on his lips.

"Don't be nervous, sit down. I think you have a lot to say."

Hearing this calm tone, Lewis immediately felt his tense nerves relax. He carefully sat on the edge of the sofa, took a deep breath, and said, "Seven years ago, I was the deputy general manager of the Massa branch of the Imperial Bank, in charge of commercial loans and financing."

"During a review of the accounts, I suddenly discovered that the whereabouts of two loans were somewhat suspicious, and out of a sense of responsibility, I investigated these two payments."

"As the investigation deepened, I discovered that the two sums of money did not go into the target company, but into a shell company that did not exist. This shell company actually pointed to an organization called 6533 Laboratory."

"Lab 6533?" Upon hearing this name, Los and the others said they had never heard of this organization.

Lewis continued, “Out of curiosity, I investigated this laboratory and discovered that the presidents of the Imperial Bank of Massa Province, the Chase Brothers Bank, and the Darro Bank were all involved. They obtained large amounts of interest-free loans from the banks through the Imperial Treasury’s subsidy policy to develop that organization.”

"What does that organization do?" Sheena asked.

Lewis said seriously, "They seem to want to revive something, but I don't know the details."

“I didn’t expect the water to be so deep. They were very cautious, and my investigation quickly attracted their attention.”

"Then they framed me for everything by orchestrating the robbery of the Imperial Bank. They not only stole more than 30 million Rosa dollars in cash, but also obtained a large amount of insurance money through related policies."

At this point, Lewis clenched his fists and said, "Those damned bastards, I'd rather die than let them get away with this."

After hearing this, Los turned to look at Barlow.

Barlow understood: "No wonder several millionaires suddenly emerged in the province of Massa a few years later. It turns out they used it as a tool for money laundering!"

Chapter 0214 Plastic Surgery

After saying everything, Lewis cautiously looked at Los, afraid that what he had said would be of no use to the young mayor.

Barlow, who was standing nearby, said, "Master, it seems that this matter is not of any real help to our current problems."

Los nodded: "Indeed, these three banks all have very strong backgrounds, and it is not appropriate to antagonize them at this stage."

Upon hearing this, Lewis's heart tightened immediately, and his face became extremely tense.

"They will definitely take my escape from the three banks very seriously, especially if the mayor hands me over as a gift in order to cooperate with them."

Thinking about this, Lewis suddenly realized how naive his previous plan to escape to Arkham had been.

He knew very well that in the face of someone of this caliber, there was no such thing as good or evil, only self-interest.

Just as Lewis was filled with fear, Sheena said, "Master, but if we have a conflict with them in the future, his existence will also be a trump card."

Barlow pondered for a moment and said in a low voice, "Master, regarding the commercial sanctions against us, it would be impossible without the support of the Imperial Bank. After all, the Imperial Bank is the intermediary for all commercial banks."

Los understood what Barlow meant: the Imperial Bank was definitely involved in the sanctions against Arkham, so it was necessary to have Lewis under control now.

Moreover, it would be extremely easy for a fugitive to be hidden in such a vast place as Arkham.

Lewis, now completely at the mercy of others, had sweat beading on his forehead and clenched his fists like a prisoner awaiting trial.

After about a minute, Los spoke up: "Lewis".

“Mr. Mayor!” Lewis said hurriedly.

Los casually said, "You are entitled to live in Arkham and to be protected by this town. Here, none of your enemies will harm you."

Upon hearing this, Lewis felt as if he had been a lucky person who had grasped the last crack in the gates of heaven and entered heaven from hell. The huge weight that had been hanging high in his heart fell heavily to the ground, and he almost collapsed onto the sofa.

Los continued, "I heard from Barlow that you are proficient in finance and mathematics."

Lewis nodded quickly: "Yes, Mr. Mayor."

Los nodded: "We at Arkham are indeed lacking in relevant talent right now. I will arrange a suitable position for you, and I hope you can demonstrate your value."

“No problem! No problem!” Lewis was overjoyed to hear this and immediately agreed.

If you simply keep him around without letting him do anything, then you're just a commodity waiting to be traded.

The fact that the mayor is now giving him a job and an opportunity to perform means that he has a promising future.

As long as you make yourself appear important enough, you don't need to worry about being abandoned at any time.

Los said, "I don't want to fall out with the three major banks right now, but your position requires you to be in the public eye every day. To better conceal yourself, you'll need to undergo relevant cosmetic surgery."

"After the plastic surgery, I will give you a completely new identity."

Upon hearing this, Lewis was so moved that he knelt down on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and said, "Thank you for your kindness and generosity. I will give you everything I have."

"You will not receive a salary for the next six months, as it will be used to repay the costs of cosmetic surgery and daily living expenses, but you will receive a bonus."

"You will be paid a salary six months from now, based on your performance."

"Thank you! Thank you!" Lewis's gratitude was beyond words.

Los waved his hand and said to Sheena, "Take him to Dr. Sindwal."

Hina nodded: "Understood!"

After Lewis left, Los said, "You'll be working hard for a while now."

Barlow bowed and said, "It is my honor."

“Resolve this matter, and you will receive a drop of the blood of an ancient god,” Los said.

Upon hearing this, a look of eager anticipation flashed in Barlow's eyes: "I will certainly not let you down."

After leaving City Hall with Sheena, the two headed north along Peabody Avenue, then west along Coe Street, and soon arrived at Sindwaal's plastic surgery clinic.

As I pushed open the door, I saw Helen sitting in a chair looking at the latest fashion magazine.

“Hey! Ms. Sheena!” Helen stood up and greeted her with a smile.

She had a good relationship with Sindwaal, and after settling in Arkham, she moved in with him.

Sheena smiled and said, "The latest autumn leather jacket is beautiful."

“Yes!” Helen wholeheartedly agreed.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Helen looked at Lewis and asked, "Does this gentleman need plastic surgery?"

Sheena nodded: "This is a talent that the master values ​​highly. He just escaped from prison and is now wanted by the police."

“That banker Lewis?” Hindwald’s voice came from inside.

Lewis was taken aback: "You know me?"

Hindwal casually pulled out a newspaper and said, "The arrest warrant has been sent along with the morning paper."

Lewis's expression changed: "So fast!?"

Helen casually remarked, "It seems you've offended someone important."

Lewis gave a wry smile upon hearing this: "They're a group of big shots."

Hindwald turned to Sheena and asked, "What does the mayor intend to do with him?"

“After the plastic surgery, he will take charge of our Arkham bank and clean up the past problems,” Sheena said.

Hindwald turned and looked Lewis up and down, saying, "You're lucky. The mayor is just looking for someone like you."