He controlled his body with his “Joker” ability and suppressed the feeling of mutual attraction. He already understood in his heart that it was the genuine brain-mutated pituitary gland of the Thousand-Faced Hunter.
It seems that the speculation in Emperor Russell’s diary is indeed possible. High-sequence items from the same path will intermittently and unconsciously attract mid- and low-sequence Beyonders to its vicinity, and tend to gather with each other. The mutated pituitary gland in the brain of a hunter is still far away from high-sequence, so it won’t have that magical appeal, but it already has enough extraordinary characteristics. In addition, I have also digested the Sequence 7 potion. Similar symptoms appeared when the patient was close enough.
I didn’t realize it before. Firstly, the corresponding extraordinary materials were of low grade, and secondly, my own strength was poor and the sequence was not correct enough. Every time I digested the magic potion, an illusory starry sky seemed to appear around me, and there were many things in it. Brilliant, they pull each other, trying to get closer. This may be the picture of the law of “aggregation” of extraordinary characteristics in the same pathway, and the greater the “mass”, the stronger the gravity.
So, would the extraordinary properties of nearby roads comply with this law?
With an unchanged expression, Klein recalled the records in Russell’s diary, and combined with his own experience of digesting potions three times, he roughly determined the existence of a certain law.
Emlyn White glanced at him warily, quickly closed the tin box and opened the paper box next to it.
The inside of the carton is padded with dense cotton, and in the center lies a glass bottle that can hold 200 ml of liquid. Half of it is empty, and the rest is filled with viscous water that can change its color with the change of light.
“Any more questions?” Emlyn closed the paper box.
“Let me confirm again.” Klein took out a gold coin and let it spin and jump between his fingers, as if it had a life of its own.
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The gold coin bounced up, fell down again, and lay in Klein’s palm.
This time, the portrait is facing up, indicating affirmation.
Klein nodded slightly and took out wads of banknotes from different pockets of his clothes, including 10-pound denominations, 5-pound bills, and 1-pound bills.
“1,450 pounds.” Klein piled the cash high and placed it on the table and chairs next to him.
“Step back a few steps, no, five steps” Emlyn shouted cautiously.
Klein smiled, raised his hands, and took five steps back.
Emlyn cautiously approached and checked whether there was any white paper in the pile of cash.
After a brief calculation, he threw the suitcase in his hand towards the transaction partner.
Klein was startled, and caught the suitcase with agility and precise judgment.
He was