【1184】: Warlock’S Magic Wand And Strengthening
The warm sunshine penetrated the clouds, and the birds stood on the branches and chirped to meet the cheerful singing in the room.
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Opening the window, the breeze blew slowly, and Su Quan felt very comfortable. Then he took out a wooden stick about the length of his forearm from the system.
This wooden staff is the magic staff of the warlock William Zad, and it was also a reward dropped last night.
he died.
The person who killed him was none other than Icicle Jordan Markent!
Although he had expected such a result, the operation of the icicle still made Su Quan feel explosive!
Those who knew that he was the leader of the Injustice Society came back to avenge Brainwave, but those who didn't know thought that he was the reinforcements invited by Stargirl, and killed the warlock when he came up.
Why, teammates are offering sacrifices to the sky, their magic power is boundless?
"What's this?"
Cindy Boorman's voice came from behind, and Su Quan handed it over casually: "The warlock's magic wand, he has been killed by an icicle." His wife was preparing to leave Blue Valley Town.
Cindy Boorman was silent for a few seconds, waved her magic wand and asked angrily, "Why is it useless?"
"It's definitely useless if you don't know magic." Su Quan explained with a smile, "This thing is actually a magic auxiliary, which can help the caster to release magic more easily, quickly and safely. If you haven't learned magic, you can't Magic ability, it's just an ordinary stick to you."
Cindy Boorman curled her lips in disapproval, returned the magic wand to Su Quan, and asked eagerly: "Do you have any other good things that can make me stronger?"
Putting the magic wand back into the system, Su Quan turned around and looked at the expectant Cindy Boorman, and said with a smile: "Your ability mainly has three points, physical fitness that exceeds ordinary people, a retractable razor at the wrist, and a powerful Self. -healing Ability." "
“The most outstanding one is Self-healing Ability. This aspect does not need to be strengthened for the time being, so it is the overall body quality and razor element.
"pick one of two."
"Which one do you want to enhance?"
Cindy Boorman's eyes lit up and she asked flatteringly: "Can't you choose both?"
Su Quan smiled and shook his head: "Keep your expectations alive. Only when you have goals can you be motivated."
"Okay..." Cindy Boorman hesitated for a few seconds and quickly made a choice, "I want to improve my physical fitness and I want stronger strength!"
The main function of the razor is its lethality, which is enough for now. Even if it is enhanced, it may not be enough to allow Su Quan to break through the defense or cut off the star staff. In terms of cost performance, it is far inferior to enhancing the overall strength.
"Psst——" Su Quan took out the super soldier serum and injected it into Cindy Boorman's body very simply.
Cindy Boorman was about to ask what this was, but the super soldier serum had already reacted in her body.
While transforming her with the Super Soldier Serum, Su Quan also used the power of probability of the Never Queen on her, adjusting the probability of her transformation failure to zero.
The reason for doing this is to add a layer of insurance. After all, Cindy Boorman has been transformed by her father before [re-transformation without preparation can easily cause the foundation to collapse.
Just when Cindy Boorman was transformed by the super soldier serum, she had already gone to the Justice Society hall and secretly took out the equipment of the association's heroes, preparing to find a successor to establish the new Justice Society Courtney Whiteman. At the moment The first suitable candidate has been identified.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"Bang bang bang!"
In the exercise room of Blue Valley High School, Yolanda Montez, wearing a ponytail and boxing gloves, was frantically hitting the punching bag.
Looking at Courtney Whiteman looking at her at the door, Yolanda Montez stopped and warned: "You can't follow me like this anymore."
"I can't do it!" Courtney Whiteman walked over with open hands, "I made a mistake. It's not that you need my help, but that I need your help."
"What?"
Courtney Whiteman looked around to make sure there was no one else, and then said frankly: "Something is happening here."
"Yes, there is a crazy person who has been following me." Yolanda Montez said.
"No, here...in Blue Valley, I need you to help me fight!"
Yolanda Montez took off her gloves: "Listen, I don't want anything to do with you, or anyone in this school, and nothing you say is going to change that."
Courtney Whiteman persisted and said: "... Come over tonight and have dinner. I will explain everything. If you still don't agree, I promise not to bother you again."
"Text me your number."
"My mom confiscated my phone."
Courtney Whiteman had heard about her story and knew why her mother confiscated her cell phone, so she didn't dwell on the topic. Instead, she took out a note from her schoolbag and wrote down her home address.
"At half past six, I'll wait for you at home."
Yolanda Montez took the note and sighed: "I didn't agree to anything, understand?"
"I understand, but..." In order to prevent the other party from refusing to keep the appointment, Courtney Whiteman appropriately added chips, "I blew up Henry's car."
???
Yolanda Montez's expression changed instantly: "What did you say?"
"It's not intentional, but..."
"You accidentally blew up a car?"
"Yes Yan."
"FIFFLX......"
"So what?"
"The enemy of my enemy is my friend." Courtney Whiteman hesitated for a few seconds before deciding to open up and say, "I know what he did to you."
"Who doesn't know?"
"I-I think it's really brave of you to come to class every day after everything that happened, I mean...I don't know if I have that kind of courage.
"I shouldn't have given him that," Yolanda Montez said lowly.
Courtney Whiteman frowned and said: "He shouldn't share it with others!"
Yolanda Montez glanced at her unexpectedly. She was the first person since that incident who did not blame herself, but said that it was not her fault. .












