Chapter 22: Feed him (2/2)

”Enough for three or five strong men to recover from the bruises and bruises of the original strengthening potions, were all'swallowed' by this kid within an hour and a half? Unbelievable!” The bald tattooed man subconsciously exclaimed.

In the eyes of the demon knife Peng Hai, a deep light surged, and he murmured: ”This kid's body seems to have been'starved' for too long and too long. Whenever he has a chance, he can't wait to gobble it up and take all the potions in a cabin. Absorbing and refining! Unexpectedly, he was dragging such a hungry body against me just now! What would his body look like if it could be'full'?”

After pondering for a moment, the demon sword Peng Hai wrote dozens of the names and dosages of the strengthening potions in hand on the light screen, and said: ”Old instructor, you follow the formula I wrote, and reconstitute three standard doses of the mixed potions. , Add it to the life-sustaining cabin.”

The bald tattooed man glanced at it and frowned, ”According to this formula, a standard dose needs at least 50,000 yuan, and I see his absorption speed, every time he recuperates, he can swallow three to five standard doses, that is ten. A few hundred thousand-no matter how this kid looks, he doesn't look like a rich man!”

The demon knife Peng Hai laughed and said nonchalantly: ”It's okay, I will pay the money.”

”Ahai, what are you—” The bald tattooed man is unknown.

The demon sword Peng Hai shrugged and said: ”Old instructor, when this kid wakes up, you can ask him if you would like to come here every night to practice with me for 3 minutes, if you want, I can sign with him. A contract, the remuneration is 10,000 yuan per day, and he will also provide him with enough potentiation potions!”

A man with a bald head tattoo said: ”Remuneration is a trivial matter, but after a month, the consumption of strengthening potions is not a small number, maybe millions!”

Demon Sword Peng Hai smiled faintly: ”I have a hunch that this kid is definitely a monster. With him as a training partner, my'power precision control' practice will definitely be completed quickly, and I will completely stand firmly in the'base-building period high-level'! In comparison, , What are millions of them? Go to the monster wasteland to hunt and kill a high-level monster beast and you will earn it back!”

”Ding!”

The bald tattooed man's portable brain made a pleasant noise.

Demon Sword Peng Hai put on a military windbreaker, walked out, and said: ”Old instructor, I just transferred 5 million to your account, as the cost of strengthening potions, you must'feed' this kid. , I will go to Chixiao No. 2 Middle School in the evening to give a class of ”Night Assault” to some top students in key classes, and come back to fight this kid tomorrow night!”

Recalling the hearty three minutes just now, Demon Blade Peng Hai suddenly felt that the teaching class later was a bit dull, and the top students in the key classes could not be interested in him no matter how strong they were.

Because they lack a kind of breath-bloody murderous aura!

When he walked to the door, Yao Dao Peng Hai couldn't help but glanced back.

In the recovery cabin, Li Yao's 36,000 pores are all opened, and he is wickedly absorbing nutrients from the strengthening potion. Every time his chest rises and falls, his pale skin glows with a strange luster, muscle bundles and blood vessels. , Like a demon dragon dormant in the abyss, gradually emerged from the water, sketching out a thrilling and strong physique.

Demon Blade Peng Hai smiled slightly and turned away.

He is looking forward to three minutes tomorrow night!