Starting with Blood Healing to become an Ancient God

Before he could finish speaking, Barn suddenly realized something, and his face turned extremely ugly.

"How is this possible? How much time has passed? How could this place have spiraled out of control like this?"

The artist calmly stated, "There is very likely a deity behind Los Arkham today."

"Gods!?" Upon hearing this word, Barn almost lost his composure and stood up.

Although we live in a technological age, he, who has been in this industry for many years, knows very well that gods do exist in this world.

However, these deities are somewhat different from the omniscient and omnipotent gods in mythology.

Although different, compared to gods, humans are still insects that can be crushed at will.

“How is this possible? Didn’t they say… this world is no longer suitable for the gods to operate?” Ballow said in a low voice.

He seemed afraid that the pigeons around him would hear this news.

The artist said, "It's really not suitable; that deity just flashed by and disappeared."

"You saw it!?" Barn asked in a low voice.

The artist nodded and said, "When I saw him... no, it should be Him. The moment I saw Him, I thought, if there really are gods in this world, then this must be what they look like."

Chapter 0240 Stationmaster Morton

After speaking with the artist, Barn once again deeply felt Arkham's extraordinary abilities. If Ford's intelligence was unreliable and could not be fully trusted, then this former comrade-in-arms in front of him was now the person he could trust the most.

"What are your plans?" the artist asked, tossing a handful of grains to the audience.

Barn seemed confident, saying, "Before we came out, Mr. Zoe had already calculated the dangers here. He said that as long as we make sure there are no gods here, everything will be fine."

The artist warned, "Don't underestimate the danger here. Based on my observation, there is at least one superhuman of level 40 or above here, or even a legendary demigod."

Barn smiled confidently: "Don't worry, this matter won't be traced back to us. It's not appropriate for us to reveal too much technology right now. After all, our real enemies are the Augustus Empire and those ghosts."

The artist didn't ask any further questions upon hearing this. His purpose here was to deliver messages, and the less he knew about the organization's intelligence, the safer he would be.

After their conversation, the two left one after the other quite naturally, seemingly without attracting anyone's attention.

Meanwhile, at Arkham Northern Railway Station.

The stop of the Royal Railroad has changed the operation of this somewhat old train station.

Currently, only five trains are allowed to stop here each day, and this situation will continue until the Queen leaves.

At 11 a.m., this is the second train to stop here today.

This train has twenty carriages, five of which are for passengers and fifteen for cargo.

"Make them behave themselves and surround Her Majesty's train. Don't let those unruly fellows get close."

On the platform, Station Master Morton personally led his staff to form a wall, separating the cargo handlers from the Queen's special train.

Morton is the stationmaster of this 54-year-old station. Now 54, he has served the railway system his entire life since he was 17.

After working at the bottom for a full twenty years, following the rise of Los's father, George Arkham, he was gradually promoted over three years to become the stationmaster of Arkham's only train station.

Stationmaster Morton, 54, looked at least ten years younger than his age. He was not tall, only about 1.75 meters, with a straight posture and a slightly protruding beer belly.

Stationmaster Morton's ancestors seemed to be a fallen noble family. Although they were in decline, his family was still considered upper-middle class in Arkham from a young age, which gave Stationmaster Morton a very good upbringing.

His well-fitting dark blue uniform, combined with his neatly combed black hair, meticulously groomed mustache, and rather handsome appearance, gave this older man a mature and sophisticated charm.

Stationmaster Morton is indeed very popular among divorced middle-aged women in Arkham.

Not only is she from a wealthy family, but she is also quite good-looking and even possesses a very elegant artistic temperament.

Painting, red wine, and cigars are the labels that have been attached to Stationmaster Morton for the past two decades.

Whenever he had free time, people would often see him sitting in the yard full of sunflowers, or by the wall covered with morning glories, painting realistic paintings while smoking a cigar and sipping fine red wine.

"Hey! Stationmaster, have you seen the Queen? Isn't she beautiful?" Two days had passed, but the people below were still asking the same question.

Stationmaster Morton stroked his mustache, shook his head with a smile, and said, "I didn't see it. The entire train station was taken over by Mayor Arkham that day, and I could only catch a glimpse from a great distance."

"What a pity! I heard that Her Majesty the Queen is the most beautiful woman in the entire empire!" The young men below were getting restless.

Stationmaster Morton smiled but didn't say anything more.

Stationmaster Morton was not only the object of affection for middle-aged and elderly women, but also quite popular among men.

When you think of this station manager, the first things that come to mind are his easygoing nature, kindness, and benevolence; he is a truly good person.

It is said that the station manager has not had an argument or unpleasant encounter with anyone for almost twenty years.

Not to mention the orderly Arkham of today, even during the chaotic period before, when the Rhodes Merchant Guild's gang members and thugs came and went from the station, they never made things difficult for Stationmaster Morton, and they never even spoke ill of him.

Station Chief Morton had trained his men very well. Although he didn't say much, the group of young men stopped there, gripping their batons tightly and looking around with utmost attention.

As passengers gradually left the station, the entire station became deserted.

At that moment, Morton noticed a young man leaning against a pillar, vomiting repeatedly.

"Ruhr, go check it out." Because he had to guard the Queen's train, Morton couldn't move around easily.

A robust young man in his thirties standing next to Morton strode over, reached out and patted the vomiting youth, asking, "Sir, are you alright?"

At this moment, the vomiting youth slowly raised his head. His face was pale with a bluish tinge, his pupils were somewhat unfocused, and there was some filth at the corner of his mouth.

"I feel terrible." After saying that, the young man lowered his head again and began to vomit.

Ruhr held his breath and looked down, only to find that what the young man was vomiting was no longer semi-digested food, but a large amount of something that looked like sand, mixed with strange yellow hair, which looked very bizarre and disgusting.

Upon seeing this, Ruhr clenched his fists, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

The next second, he tried to turn around and leave quickly, but found that he had lost control of his body.

At that moment, the young man suddenly turned his head at an angle that was difficult for an ordinary person to achieve, and grinned, revealing a mouth full of filth. In a somewhat deranged tone, he said, "Do you see that? Great angels are flying in the air, and spirits from the deep sky are filling my body."

The next second, the youth's eyes bulged outwards, and then he pounced directly on Ruhr.

Despite being 1.85 meters tall, Ruhr didn't react at all and was tackled to the ground.

Seeing that something was wrong, the other staff members rushed over and pulled the young man away.

"Go, call the police," Station Master Morton said to another young man, without moving around, because protecting the Queen's train was his top priority.

However, he didn't stay idle. His deep blue eyes swept around twice and then he saw the vomit that the young man had vomited.

“Those who are kind do not come, and those who come are not kind.” Stationmaster Morton clenched his fist.

At the same time, a cool autumn breeze blew by, and the sand that had been expelled seemed to leave the station with the wind.

Chapter 0241 The Modified Script

The next four days were very peaceful. Los accompanied Sue to Innsmouth every day to conduct relevant investigations and collect evidence.

As the investigation deepened, details of the investigation were gradually revealed by major newspapers through reports from various journalists.

Faced with such irrefutable evidence, public anger towards the military has reached an unprecedented level.

This is exactly what Sue and Los wanted to see.

The five-day investigation has come to a successful conclusion, and Su Yi has perfectly completed her mission.

And Los has thus established a sufficiently strong alliance of interests with the Queen.

Over the past few days, the two sides have been engaging in more in-depth interactions.

According to the Queen's recipe, Los ordered the brick factory controlled by Daniobanion to begin firing Dragonfire Steel.

Because the technology provided by the Queen was so advanced, Su Yi had even incorporated modern scientific capabilities into it, adding detailed annotations, including temperature, easily overlooked minor issues, containers, and the proportions and purity of each material.

It even provides very detailed information on the purification methods and raw material storage, making it virtually foolproof.

Thanks to such detailed technical instructions, Danny brought good news the night after Los and his team finished their second day of investigation: the first batch of Dragon Flame Steel had been fired, and the first batch of one thousand pieces had a 95% pass rate.

Upon hearing this, Rosston was immediately satisfied and then ordered Danny to start production at full capacity.

Time was of the essence; Su Yi could only stay here for eight days. He hoped to build a complete containment room before she left and conduct experiments with the Anglehren to see if the Dragon Flame Steel could contain this naughty fellow.

In contrast, Su Yi and Elizabeth have also been busy these past few days.

As the collaboration deepened, they not only obtained a highly mature fat inhibitor, but also a muscle enhancer.

And this first injection was naturally given to Inge.

When giving Inger the injection, Su Yi didn't explain what it was. Instead, she continued to follow Los's lead and keep up the lie.

This action stunned Los, but he immediately understood.

Su Yi intends to brainwash this core group of guards into becoming the most fanatical and loyal guards.

The Queen has potions that can strengthen the body, but so do others, because these are external things and not unique to the Queen.

But what if this power is obtained through faith in the Queen? The difference in loyalty and dependence between the two is like heaven and earth.

Meanwhile, after receiving four consecutive days of guidance and training from Los, Inger was astonished to find that his abilities were improving at an unimaginable speed.

He soon discovered that his strength was about three times that of a normal person!

This immediately excited him immensely, and at the same time, it strengthened his belief in and enthusiasm for this training method.

After experiencing the powerful effects of the muscle enhancer, Sue became even more envious of the other technologies that Los now possessed.

She also tried to ask for something related to blood healing, but Los refused.

Because right now, just the muscle enhancer alone is enough to keep her going for a while.

Su Yi felt no dissatisfaction with this; on the contrary, she appreciated Los's rationality and old-fashioned nature.

At the same time, it wasn't just the two of them who were busy; the entire Arkham was bustling with activity.

With the arrival of the Queen, Arkham's tourism industry experienced a true boom. Coupled with Los's governance of the entire city, ordinary people who came here discovered that this city, full of historical heritage and distinctive buildings, was not as bad as rumored.

The security and safety here are even higher than in the provincial capital, making it a more reassuring place to live.

The central area, commercial district, college district, and so on are all actively welcoming tourists and making a fortune.

In addition, the Arkham Opera House is also making related preparations.

Following the conclusion of the four-day investigation, Los plans to celebrate with a grand opera, both to pay homage to the Queen and to showcase the distinctive character of Arkham today.

The entire opera house was in a state of high alert for the next four days, making preparations in earnest.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Everyone, get to it!! If we win this one, our Arkham Opera Company can turn things around completely! We must not let our great mayor down!" Eve, the director of the opera company, rallied the troops.

Immediately after reciting their lines, the actors nodded with excited expressions.