Starting with Blood Healing to become an Ancient God

Because of the mayor's order, this special dog had been featured in the newspapers and was recognized by the city's residents, so no one bothered him.

The husky, called by Giru, wagged its tail and came running over, pulling Giru away.

Giru saw that there was still time, so he smiled and walked around with the husky for a while.

The husky led Giru into an alley. Before Giru could react, he suddenly sensed two figures appear and immediately grabbed him.

"Who are you?" Having gone through what had happened before, Giru was quite calm.

"Take your robotic arm off," the man holding his neck whispered.

While they were talking, another person took out a piece of meat and threw it on the ground. The husky ran over and happily ate it.

Upon seeing this, Giroud chuckled and said, "The mayor was right after all."

At this moment, Giroud remembered one of the mayor's comments about the husky.

"Don't blindly trust the guidance of huskies, because these things have too low an IQ and can easily reach a consensus with the enemy."

At that moment, he could feel the person behind him pull out a knife and place it against his neck: "Behave yourself, or I'll kill you."

Giroud calmly replied, "To be honest, with the intelligence of people like you, even if you took all the prosthetics back, you still wouldn't be able to figure out the technology involved."

As he spoke, Giru tilted his head slightly, a disdainful sneer on his lips: "Because you are just too stupid."

"You're fucking asking for it!" The masked burly man who was feeding the husky meat was furious. He raised his fist, which was the size of a bowl, and punched Giru in the head.

At that moment, Giroud shouted, "There's blood to drink!"

These words seem to possess a special kind of magic.

The moment those words were spoken, the enormous fist that was about to strike Giru's face froze in mid-air.

At this moment, the husky's body had grown many times taller, from its normal size to a shoulder height of 1.5 meters!

In addition to its increased size, the black and white fur now features numerous blood-red stripes, remarkably similar in shape to a tiger's stripes.

Furthermore, one of its eyes is ice blue, and the other is blood red.

At that moment, the husky's huge mouth bit down on the strong man's mouth, and then it suddenly exerted force.

Click!

A piercing sound rang out, and the burly man's arm was bitten off by the husky.

Large amounts of blood gushed out with screams, staining the frost on the walls and the snow on the ground.

"What's going on?!" The man who had taken Giru hostage had never seen such a situation before and was immediately thrown into disarray.

Giroud suddenly thrust backward, and then the mechanical hand swiftly and precisely gripped the blade beside his neck, snapping it in two.

The man panicked and stumbled backward, slipping and falling hard to the ground.

Giroud looked at the two men and said calmly, "It can lure me here for a piece of meat, so it can certainly bite you to death for a bowl of special blood."

"Remember, don't cooperate with a husky casually, because it may reach an agreement with an enemy at any time."

Five minutes later, while Girou was petting the dog, two ghoul police officers arrived.

After a brief inquiry, the policeman on the left said dismissively, "They're all a bunch of money-grubbing bastards. At this rate, we won't have enough space in our prison!"

As blood therapy and mechanical prosthetics become more and more common, people outside have begun to covet these special technologies and are trying to obtain some of them through various means to take them back for research.

Among the robbers and thieves recently apprehended, a total of 120 people were involved with mechanical prosthetics!

Another policeman said, "We'd love to have a few superhumans practice with. Things have been so peaceful lately, our hands are itching to get our hands dirty."

Giroud laughed and said, "I actually think this kind of life is pretty good."

Without asking any further questions, the two policemen, all smiles, carried the blood-covered robber away.

The husky was also with the police.

Having just performed another meritorious service, it was going back to Arkham Sanatorium to collect its reward.

After more than two months of feeding, the husky drank a lot of special blood at the Arkham Sanatorium. In order to increase the dog's deceptiveness, three doctors, Murthy, Kurvin, and Pochi, worked together to give the husky special intensive training.

And they successfully set a switch in his subconscious.

That means "There's blood to drink," which are the four words it loves to hear most often.

Once the switch is turned on, the husky will first reveal its true superhuman form and protect the residents of Arkham, attacking outsiders.

Once the switch is turned off, it remains the same harmless husky that doesn't seem to be very intelligent.

Feeling that time was running out, Giroud ran all the way to the hospital.

"Dr. Giroud, you've finally arrived! Please come quickly, there seems to be a new type of flu that specifically attacks the respiratory system!"

"Here I am!" Giroud, now dressed in a white coat, began his new day's work.

Chapter 0272 Three Months of Development

At 10 a.m., the light snow outside had stopped, the dark clouds had dispersed, and the sky was covered by a huge blue crystal.

Bright sunlight streamed down from the sky, reflecting off the white snow on the ground, bathing the entire city of Arkham in a pristine, radiant glow.

Los was sitting in the city government's main conference room, listening to the daily work report.

The meetings were chaired by Daryl, with Los coming once a week to hear about the most important progress.

There were about twenty people gathered around the desk at that moment.

This included the heads of nine regions, as well as the heads of relevant departments and structures, and three dedicated typists.

With the gradual increase in talent, as well as the Queen's policies and assistance, Los's new plan for Arkham has been fully realized, and people have accepted the division of the new Arkham region.

The first to give a report was Father Hearst, the current head of the North District.

With the death of Dr. Laban, the trouble he caused, and the relationship between the Redemption Society and the Father's Redemption Society, Los immediately ordered the purge and arrest of all Redemption Society members in Arkham after the plague ended.

Those who were unaware of the truth were expelled from Arkham, while those who knew the truth were left there forever.

"Although merchants and chambers of commerce within the empire dare not come here due to the constant sanctions imposed by the empire, with the opening of new shipping routes, caravans from the other two major empires have gradually come over. Judging from the current contacts, their intention to cooperate is very strong, but we are still unable to solve the problem of freight transportation."

After listening to Father Hearst's explanation, Losen said, "Let's appease these merchants first, and the freight problem will be resolved soon."

Upon hearing this, everyone's spirits lifted, because the core issue currently hindering Arkham's development is freight transportation.

It's important to understand that at this level of lockdown, even construction steel and cement cannot be transported to Arkham.

After introducing the North District, let's move on to the East District.

Currently, the district representative for the East District is Hina. Hina's abilities and loyalty have been well proven, therefore she is qualified to be the district head of the East District.

Of course, the real person in charge of each region is not the one in the public eye; there are other people in the public eye.

Sheena reported with a serious expression: "Everything is normal in the East District recently. The relevant housing plans have been designed and are just waiting for the construction team to arrive and start construction."

"In addition, the Arkham Cultural Center has been officially established and is open to the public. It is located at 656 Federal Street in the East District, and currently has 16 civilian staff, 10 combat personnel, and 10 Black Gloves members, for a total of 26 employees."

Los nodded in satisfaction: "Sheena and her black gloves have performed very well over the past three months, and I am very pleased."

Upon hearing this, Sheena was immediately delighted and quickly said, "Thank you for your praise!"

"Your bonuses have been credited to your accounts and will be distributed to them today."

"Yes, Mayor!"

After the East District comes the last district on the North Bank, formerly the River District, now the Port District.

Today, the port area is extremely busy. With the replanning and reconstruction of the entire port area and the establishment of Port Royal, it is bustling with activity every day.

The person in charge here now is Minnie, who, along with Elizabeth, is responsible for the construction of the shipyard and the Royal Port.

Minnie was, after all, a pope before. Although young, she was diligent and eager to learn, and with some experience, she quickly got the hang of things.

Although I was a bit overwhelmed at first, I was fully competent by the second month and handled everything in an orderly manner.

"The shipyard's foundation has been compacted, and after testing, construction of above-ground buildings can begin the day after tomorrow."

"The Royal Port is moving faster than the shipyard. The dock and the inner control tower at Pier 1 are under construction at the same time and are expected to be completed within ten days."

"The engineering team and new technology supported by Her Majesty the Queen are very practical. According to the construction foreman, they are now working at a speed about five times faster than before."

Ross said something and then asked, "Are the employees I introduced to you any good?"

Upon hearing this, Minnie's eyes lit up, and she nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice: "It's so useful! You are truly... truly amazing! My dear mayor, Seth and the others' arrival has solved my urgent problem."

Los sent six mermaids to Minnie. They were physically strong, could work underwater for extended periods, and possessed considerable combat skills, which proved to be of great help to her during these days.

After the reports from areas like the commercial and academic districts, which haven't seen much change since, it was time for the various departments to report.

The most crucial figure among them was Lewis, the former down-on-his-luck banker.

There aren't many people at Arkham who truly understand finance; Lewis is one of them.

Today, he is not only the president of Arkham Bank, but also serves as the minister of the city's finance department, responsible for the use and planning of funds.

A normal Lewis would have died from exhaustion long ago, so two and a half months ago, he became a beneficiary of the Blood Healing Technique and became a level 15 superhuman.

After that, Lewis worked with boundless energy every day, as if he were on steroids.

Lewis reported directly: "Over the past week, the city's various departments spent a total of 560,000 Rosa coins, mainly for paying salaries, purchasing supplies, and constructing residences for relevant departments."

"The city's total revenue last week was $720,000, mainly from loans and taxes."

"Although the Empire is now imposing sanctions on us in various ways, they have underestimated the allure of this place for those people. A large number of black market merchants are now coming here to make purchases, and they have become our main source of tax revenue and loans."

Upon hearing this, Los burst into laughter: "The main source of revenue for a municipal government's loan interest and taxes is actually a group of black market dealers and a bunch of outlaws. Reality is indeed much more surreal than magic."

After listening, the others thought about it for a moment, and then couldn't help but chuckle softly.

It's really funny that the city government is being supported by that group of outlaws!

Lewis chuckled and said, "It's all thanks to Ms. Sheena, Mr. O'Bannon, Director Harden, and the general public that these guys managed to hand over their interest and taxes."

Beside him, Harden, sporting a wild beard, along with Sheena and Danny, all wore smiles of "happiness" and "gratification."

Getting these unscrupulous black market merchants and undead to hand over money is no easy task; simply investigating their transaction history and whereabouts is difficult enough.

But all of this was not difficult for Arkham, because the citizens of Arkham were warm and hospitable and liked to keep an eye on unfamiliar strangers, especially those who were sneaky and liked to go out at night.

Chapter 0273 Paradise for Outlaws

Following a tip-off from concerned citizens, Chief Harden led the police in an initial raid.