Demon Hunter and His Hut

Chapter 717: Please give me a man

Yes, if Roger is manipulating a corpse, then some of his previous doubts can be explained clearly.

Looking around, the mist was steaming, and the dim light came into view. At first, Roger thought that Emily and others had deliberately lowered the lights in the bathroom, but now it seems.

Obviously there was something wrong with this body, and being able to get the current feedback was already the result of his strong soul.

There is also the odor mentioned by Chloe, which is not some of the drugs he took and the residual body odor after a long time without care.

It's that this body has already begun to show signs of decay. If it weren't for the strange smell in the room, it might have attracted the attention of many people.

There was also the smell in the bathroom. Roger took a deep breath, but his brain didn't get any feedback.

Although this body can be manipulated, the corpse that has been destroyed has little pitiful feedback, and many of them are captured from the outside world by powerful souls.

Thinking about it carefully, Roger is not surprised. After all, his body is still there, although the previous body did not belong to him, but was born in a cursed place.

But after all, along the way, his strength has grown, and a close connection has been established between the soul and the body.

But manipulating a corpse...

Roger frowned. There are too many problems to face. There is no way to connect the body and soul, and the many cultivation methods in his hands may not be effective.

More importantly, if the time is delayed, when the signs of decay are completely revealed, he will be able to be easily noticed even if he wants to hide it.

Without power, the danger Roger will face will rise sharply.

The brain of this body has been damaged. The memory that Roger can obtain is not only messy, but also very limited, although from what he has seen so far, he has not found any signs of extraordinary power.

But some strange things still made Roger alert.

He raised his hand and carefully cleaned his body. He didn't dare to soak the body in hot water at this time, and simply tidied it up. Roger came to the mirror to wipe off the water vapor on the surface, a handsome face. Came into view.

His face was pale and thin, with short black hair, messy and slightly curled at the ends, which made this handsome, thin young man look a little lazy and decadent.

The eyes are a little red, and the eyes are not so smart. Although the body looks thin, the height should be close to 1.8 meters.

Roger took his gaze back and found a set of clean clothes on the shelf next to him. After thinking about it, he found another bottle of men's perfume.

"It should be concealed barely."

There are always too many problems with a corpse. At present, his strength is limited and his understanding of the world is not much. Everything should be based on security.

However, Roger had no plans to use this body, he was going to look for a new replacement.

Leaving the bathroom, Emily and Annie were already waiting at the door, Roger raised his hand, "The light here is too bright, it's a bit dazzling."

He walked through the corridor. The carpet under his feet was well-made and looked soft, but Roger stepped on it and stood on a stone road.

Along the way, he didn't see any male other than himself, and his body's memory also fed back relevant information.

With regard to the death of this body, Roger saw many doubts in his memory. He had a faint hunch that this guy with the same name as Henrik might not have encountered an accident.

It was from a murder.

However, Roger did not intend to delve into it. In his opinion, this body has little use value. He will find a way to suppress the body's decay, and then replace it with a fresh body.

Naturally, there is no need to pay attention to the grudges of the original owner.

"Go down and rest."

Roger gave an order, and then closed the door.

He turned off the light, and the room quickly became dim. In my memory, this is a strangely developing world.

Standing by the window, Roger looked at a dimly lit manor, with dim lights coming from the porch. With his powerful soul perception, he could easily explore places invisible to the naked eye.

Gently push the window open.

It should be early autumn, and the weather at night was a bit cold. Of course, Roger could distinguish the similar feeling from the attitude of the gatekeeper.

Such a low temperature may be a little uncomfortable for others, but it is good news for Roger at this moment.

He naturally didn't need to rest now, focusing all his attention to the depths of his consciousness, where a faint hunter's cabin slowly emerged.

The dim light of the dark door, and the lake in front of the hut.

He took a breath, his foundation was still there, and it was obvious that the hunter's hut was in the soul.

But it is a pity that most of the strength needs the support of the body, and he has strengthened not only the physical fitness, but also the complete transformation of the body under different rules.

"Too many restrictions."

Roger sighed lightly, and did not actively try. Exposing any extraordinary power in this situation is a very dangerous thing.

Simple temptation is enough to let him understand his current state, and the rest needs to wait.

The whole night was spent quickly in Roger's arrangement. Before dawn, the silent manor woke up. Not long after the sun rose, there was a slight knock on the door.

"Mr."

It's Emily.

"The breakfast prepared for you in the kitchen takes your body into consideration, except for your favorite hazelnut pie and..."

"Leave it at the door."

Roger interrupted Emily, and after a while, he heard a soft noise outside the door, and then the sound of leaving.

Open the door and pull the delicate tray into the room.

Roger didn't even look at the food on the plate.

Still the same as last night, although he now masters the control of this body, he still stays in the previous state for sensory functions that require neurofeedback, such as smell and taste.

The vision is good. It can be directly fed back through the powerful soul, which is like turning on the vision of God, allowing him to observe the world from an angle of almost 360 degrees.

But other things felt that he was powerless.

Regardless of whether the food is delicious or not, even if Roger can swallow it into the stomach, and then control the peristalsis of the stomach...

But he couldn't digest these foods, and naturally there was no way to absorb them.

He can barely suppress the decay of his body, but for the food swallowed into his stomach...

If he wants to extend his disguise, Roger should even "clean up" himself completely, just like a wild boar being sent to a cutting board.

Clean from the inside out.

This suppression comes from powerful soul power, but soul power cannot distort and interfere with reality. Roger needs to work hard to maintain it before finding a new substitute.

Standing in front of the mirror, he looked at his current state, and he could hardly see too many abnormalities except for the redness of his eyes.

The chest rises and falls, but there is no breath flowing from the nose. This is to prevent the smell from revealing his state.

The perfume on his body is just right. Roger simply mixes and adjusts it according to his body odor at this time.

At this time, even if an experienced forensic doctor was standing by his side, it might not be possible to detect the stench hidden by Roger.

With a click, Roger opened the door.

Before leaving, he took a top hat and put it on his head.

The brim of the hat was slightly lowered, concealing the abnormality of his own eyes.

"Sir...you want to go out?"

Annie looked surprised.

"But your injury..."

"I just walk around the manor."

Through the observations last night, Roger has probably figured out the distribution of people in the manor. The manor is located far away from the city. Although it is remote, it is a good protection for the current Roger.

The entire manor is well organized, but the strangest thing is that there is only one man above and below the manor.

Even the guard leader of the manor is a woman.

A strong woman with almost the same waist and height.

"Sir, your complexion looks great!"

Annie took a deep breath and said meaningfully. She and Emily followed Roger and followed the stairs to the lobby on the first floor.

Along the way, all the servants I met smiled and greeted Roger. Roger did not respond, but just nodded slightly.

Although he can't wait to change a living body right away, Roger doesn't want to experience being a woman here.

Soul transfer may be a little troublesome for other transcendents, but Roger does not need to find a powerful transcendent, an ordinary person, fresh vitality is enough to give the soul more excitement.

Even if he doesn't have any talent for cultivation, Roger is confident that he will be able to protect himself in a very short period of time.

After all, it didn't take too long for his other body to achieve the current achievements.

This time is not long for the transcendent.

This is Roger's unique advantage.

He only needs a man now.

Any man alive.

Just when Roger was about to order the coachman to take him away from the manor, there was a clear sound of horseshoes outside the manor.

"Mr. Joseph, it was only one night, and he rushed here at the first time. It seems that the friendship between Mr. Joseph and you is really deep."

Annie said.

Roger noticed that her eyes were a little excited, looking around, full of expectation.

"Joseph... Sir."

Roger took note of the important information.

"Man, very good, very good."

A faint smile appeared on his lips, and he searched for everything related to this Joseph.

"Young handsome..."

"And romantic."

"The most important thing is to be rich..."

"It's a simple and crude description, but how does this kind of guy get involved with a lonely family like Angru."

"Is it because of similar interests?"

When Roger was thinking about it, the gate of the manor opened, and the carriage had entered it and stopped slowly.

"Oh, my dear brother, I thought I got a fake news!"

A handsome, frivolous young man jumped out of the car.

He opened his hand exaggeratedly, as if he wanted to give Roger a big hug.

"I said you will be fine, because these **** want to bet against me!"

"Gosh, who doesn't know we are best friends?"

"I bet with them, you will be able to come over, look, a living heir to the Anglo family!"

Joseph rubbed his messy hair and yelled excitedly.

Well, a gambler.

Even the life and death of one's own friends can open a gambling game, this kind of guy is really worthy of Henrik's friend.

"In other words, it won't be long before the guys who participate in the gambling game will cross my threshold?"

Roger suddenly said that he must try to control his body when speaking.

Let yourself behave like a normal person.

"Uh...it should be so!"

Joseph waved his hand, "These are trivial things. The important thing is that you survived now. Isn't this something to be happy about?"

"Happy, I'm very happy." Roger said with a smile.

"Don't stand here, go to my room, I need your help if I have something."

"no problem."

Joseph stepped forward quickly, and the two quickly returned to Roger's room.

Throw in two pieces of ice, pour in the amber wine, Roger handed it to Joseph.

"Everything else can be discussed, but if you want to borrow money..." Joseph smiled awkwardly, and drank the glass of wine with his head up.

"I don't want your money."

Roger looked at Joseph with a smile.

"Then what do you want?"

Joseph looked confused.

"Your body."

Cang Dang.

Joseph rolled his eyes and fell straight on the carpet. Roger grabbed the empty cup before it hit the ground.

Simple mental shock, but it is the most effective for ordinary people.

Roger Rou rubbed his forehead. Although the intensity was small, he felt a shock in his brain, and his fragile brain was almost squeezed.

"call……"

"It's really time to come."

Roger squatted beside Joseph, pressing his palm on his forehead.

There is no need to erase Joseph's soul, Roger's current strength can compress the opponent's soul into a narrow area.

This can help Roger control this body.

No preparation was needed, and Roger directly initiated the soul conversion.

He felt his soul escaped from the decayed body, and then entered into a body full of vitality.

Before he had time to be happy, a powerful resistance hit Roger's soul like a giant hammer in the next second.

Hum!

It was dark in front of him, and Roger felt that his soul was almost torn apart in the shock just now.

In the process of traversing, both his body and soul suffered tremendous damage, and at this time, it was even more injured.

"what happened?"

"This guy is extraordinary?"

This level of defense was far beyond Roger's imagination, but he quickly found the source of this power.

"Not instinctive defense..."

"And it seems to be a rule restriction, no, no, how does this defense seem to come from the world barrier?!"

A failure did not discourage Roger, he adjusted hard, and then released a ray of strength cautiously tentatively.

boom!

In the next moment, a more powerful impact came immediately, and Roger's body was raised high in the impact, and then hit the wall beside him.

The decorations on the wall fell in the shock, and Roger got up from the ground with a blank face. This was an intuitive reaction that he had inadvertently controlled his body in shock.

"There really is extraordinary power in this world."

"And this transcendence seems to point directly to the soul."

"This is not good news."

My heart was tight, but at this moment there was a slightly quick knock on the door, "Sir, sir!"

"There are many guests in the manor, they are all arguing~www.NovelMTL.com~No, they are all vying to see you!"

Emily said as she knocked on the door.

It seems a long time has passed from the outside world.

"Is it a special case or everyone else?"

Roger set Joseph to the table, pretending to be drunk, and then opened the door.

"Oh... Mr. Henrik."

"Don't call me Henrik." Roger frowned helplessly.

"I plan to change to a new name."