Justin was a little daunted when the prey he went to great lengths to capture had escaped. Moreover, he and Philip were facing each other. They were the only ones left in the basement! “Philip, I've realized my mistake. In fact, I didn’t really mean to go against you. My resentment is directed at everyone.” He knew that his excuse was very lame, but he could only make up stories at this stage. After all, he had targeted many rich and handsome people over the years, just none as strong as the Clarke family. “Are you saying that you want to leave this place alive?” Philip did not make a move and just looked at Justin with a smile. In Justin's opinion, Philip's smile was extremely terrifying. Trembling, he nodded. “On the account that we were former classmates, please spare my life. I’ll serve you with all my heart from now on!” Philip sneered at Justin’s declaration. He was already so cowardly when his life was threatened. How could Philip expect his loyal servitude? “S
“Did I say I was going to let you go? I was just joking around with you.” Philip smiled, took out the dagger, and stabbed Justin in the throat. Justin was dead before he could utter another word. Seeing his body in a pool of blood, Philip sighed loudly. He sorely realized that his strength was too weak. If he had the strength at his peak, he would not have been so cautious when dealing with this small fry. He searched on his body and found a small note. Officer Megan Herr had once given him a note, which he rejected, but she sneakily stuffed it into his pocket anyway. Philip pretended not to notice and forgot all about it. Unexpectedly, it played a role now. Philip took out his cell phone and dialed the number on the note. “Hello, are you that dumbass who got locked up in the box?” Megan froze at the sound of Philip’s voice before jumping in excitement. However, she was still annoyed by his remark. “Dumbass locked in a box? Well, how can I help you, Mister?” M
Numerous dried corpses were piled in the corner, and there was a huge pool filled with blood in the middle of the basement. A dead man covered in blood lay on the floor, his right leg obviously broken. Strangely enough, the words ‘I am the murderer’ were written in blood next to him. Megan composed her emotions and pointed at this dead guy as she said, “After investigation, this person is the murderer. Let's deal with this quickly and write a report. The recent frequent missing homeless people in the slum is all his doing!” Although Megan had no idea what was going on, she was smart enough to put the pieces together after seeing the situation in the basement. Megan was shocked to solve so many unsolved cases one after another. Whether it was the missing children or homeless people, they were major cases that stumped them for a while. They were lucky enough to solve two major cases in a row. “Boss, how on earth did you find this place? None of us has ever been to the slu
Philip wanted to deal with the Skater family, but he knew he could not act rashly due to his current situation. He contacted his student in name to send some herbs to the Johnston family house. Preston was very intrigued by Philip’s request and volunteered to deliver the package in person. Then, he found an excuse to stay. However, Philip did not bring the materials into the house but went to the empty house next door. Montel gave the key to Philip before he left. He said he wanted to find other subordinates for Philip, who did not stop him. “Teacher, what are you doing?” Preston followed Philip and watched as the latter sorted through the ingredients. Although Philip's practice level had dropped, his pill-making skill was not affected. It took Philip a while before he recalled some low-end pill recipes. Unfortunately, he only knew a few of those. Philip searched through Verge Tower expectantly but failed to find any books on pill-making and could not help feeling
“Teacher, are you sure you want to use a pressure cooker to make pills?” Preston gulped, feeling that Philip was joking around with him. Philip nodded. Without other tools on hand, he could only use a pressure cooker to make pills. Preston was doubtful of Philip’s actions. He could not help feeling that Philip was kidding him. “Good luck, Teacher,” he said. Preston hid in one corner. Preston had a hunch that this so-called pill would definitely cause an uproar. Philip poured all the ingredients into the pressure cooker according to the recipe in his mind and used his energy to stir the mixture in the pressure cooker. The ingredients turned into powder, and Philip added mountain spring water to turn the powder into a liquid. After an hour of brewing, the liquid became thick. Philip used his energy to form the mixture into little pills. Preston watched this scene in disbelief. He was surprised that his teacher succeeded. He thought his teacher was kidding, but the f
Preston was pretty sure that these pills would be worth a fortune out in the market. It was not impossible for someone to give up all their savings for one. He witnessed with his own eyes as Philip went from the peak of the first zone to the early stage of the third zone, and it only took several pills! The higher the level, the more difficult it was to advance. It was a miracle that 13 pills could produce this result. If they could produce a large number of these pills, they could groom ordinary practitioners on a large scale and develop a strong force in no time. Preston was extremely excited at this thought and looked at Philip expectantly. “Teacher, can I mass produce this?” Philip choked on the water he was drinking. He glanced helplessly at his silly student. “No.” After saying that, he cleaned everything and started on the second batch of pills. Next, he made the camouflage pill and the energy replenishment pill. The latter, in particular, was a must-have in hi
“That person looks very young, seemingly only in his 20s, but he's an expert in dry needling. I shamelessly begged him before he was willing to accept me as his student.” Goddard sighed. He had never acted so humbly in his entire life. In the past, others would beg him to accept them as students, but things took a complete reversal now. He knew that his action would indeed surprise everyone, but he did not think there was anything shameful to take someone so capable as his teacher. Especially now that energy had been revived, some young people were likely to receive a powerful heritage. Maybe the legendary reclusive families could also shock the world if they appeared and displayed their abilities to the public. After hearing Goddard’s description, Douglas and Preston looked surprised. They immediately thought of a likely candidate. “Uncle, is that person named Philip Clarke?” Preston asked. Goddard shook his head and said, “I don't know his name, but he took my mobil
Goddard saw his teacher in Preston’s video! Goddard's eyes widened in disbelief and shock as he looked at the man operating the pressure cooker in the video. “W-What is he doing?” Goddard was even more surprised by Philip's action. He had no idea why Philip was using a pressure cooker to cook herbs, and his actions looked very strange too. Douglas approached curiously, and his eyes widened at the scene. “Is he making pills?” Douglas seemed doubtful. He thought that statement was absurd. Goddard also looked at Preston in confusion, waiting for him to give a reasonable explanation. Preston started applauding the two. “Not bad, you guys are quite smart. Indeed, my teacher was making pills.” Preston looked very proud of his teacher. Goddard and Douglas shook their heads. They refused to believe that someone could make pills. “Although the teacher's medical skills are indeed very good and worthy of my admiration, making pills is no joke. If everyone could do it so