Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2483 The Witch of the Rose Duke (3)

  Even if a puppet can move, it doesn’t have emotions.

  System: "There is a one-in-ten possibility that the puppet can become conscious, but the potion needs to be particularly successful."

  Bai Weiwei also thought about those memories, then ran to the table and opened the notes.

   After a quick scan, I did find some specific opportunities.

   Witch slaves will have their own consciousness in life.

  But it is dangerous to awaken the slave consciousness in this way.

  Because once the slave is very powerful, and he still remembers what happened before his death.

  Then the servant can break free from the power of the contract, and even kill the witch.

  Many witches avoid the danger of making their minions conscious.

  Bai Weiwei squinted her eyes, and finally said: "Tong Shui, come on, this potion needs precise calculation, it is still embarrassing for human beings."

   Especially since she's not a so-called witch.

   No black magic either.

  The stability of the finger cannot control the data of the potion at all.

  System: "Okay, I'll get you a small scale, and then I'll calculate the potion data, and you just throw the prepared medicine into the cauldron."

  Bai Weiwei rolled up her sleeves and nodded in agreement.

   When he was groping for the medicine, the skull frame on the seat slowly emitted golden light spots.

  The light spots are hidden in the bones, and it is impossible to see clearly unless you look carefully.

   When Xiaya was conscious, he saw a petite figure running back and forth.

   When he was going through the undead stage, he was attacked by the dragons, causing him to fall into the crack of time and space in the ultimate form of a necromancer.

   The ultimate form of the necromancer is the skeleton skeleton.

  He didn't know how long he had lost consciousness.

   Is this... a witch's house?

  He can't move now, and he can't even control his sight. His eyes are incomparably empty, pitch black, and the places he can see are fixed.

  And the places he saw, the hanging small objects, were all worn out, not worth mentioning, witches' things of the same quality as spicy chickens.

  If it really is a witch's house.

   It's a little too poor.

   Besides, witches should be exterminated, right?

  Before he awakened his power, he gave the order to exterminate the witches.

   He should have been gone for a few years, and those trash from the church haven't finished the things he ordered?

   In Shaar's dark and lifeless eyes, a bright red light flashed.

  He sat quietly on the old classical wooden chair, his slender finger joints rested on his leg bones in silence.

  The cold bone has a beautiful luster like moonlight.

  He tried to move his fingers, but found that the power bound by the dragon clan was too strong, and he wanted to digest the power in his body.

   It will take a while.

   When the power of the dragon clan is digested, it will be the death of the dragon clan.

  Shaar's neck was hanging down, quiet and cold, and his pale skull had a delicate and lustrous feeling.

  Bai Weiwei and the system were staring at the potion seriously, and she said casually, "What is the identity of this bone called Char."

  The system glanced at the information.

  Scharvester: There is no information.

  System: "...probably dead for too long, without any identity."

  Not only is the time to be determined, but also the male protagonist’s information is gone. Ye Xuangou will not follow him again.

   It is simply a big wolf dog that bites the host.

  Bai Weiwei felt that maybe she had been dead for too long, after all, there was no rot left on the bones.

   In the past, I was probably a passerby or something.

  That’s fine, there is no conflict of interest or conflict of hatred.

  Bai Weiwei carefully threw the last potion into the pot.

  (end of this chapter)