Evanson regrets it now, it’s so uncomfortable! He hates it from the bottom of his heart. The warlock has been a million years old. Why didn’t the ancestors of all generations develop a magic of time retracing? And why didn’t he borrow the Supreme Mage’s time gem to play for two days last time?

But now I can only forget it. I will go back and discuss the topic just now. It doesn’t matter if I am shameless, but Claya will not agree. To be honest, he thinks it is inappropriate. It is really too casual in such a place. If it is not an old couple, how can they be so careless?

Forget it, forget it, anyway, the days ahead are still long, so let's talk about it later. Evanson comforted himself with tears in his eyes, forcibly focusing his attention on the small blood in front of him, and preparing to start the experiment.

However, he did not use the high-tech equipment in these laboratories because these things should not be able to detect the results he wanted, and he... would not use them either.

The equipment here is all top technology products. The only thing Evanson can use is a microscope. If he wants to use this thing to observe, he should be able to barely tell what is the nucleus, the cytoplasm, and the cell... wall? Well... is there such a thing on human cells? So he should choose to use the method he is better at.

He stretched out a finger to seal the mouth of the test tube and carefully injected a trace of evil energy into the blood. However, these emotions were not instantly affected by evil energy, but were slowly turned green after the process lasted for a period of time.

Amazing carrying capacity. Evanson picked up the test tube and swayed it in front of him. Although Evanson didn't do much, it was not the first time.

As far as the cannon fodder that was directly poured into the blood of the Abyss Lord by him, as far as Peggy Catmelinda.

Evanson ignored those cannon fodders, they were directly catalyzed by fel energy and could not be humanized. Peggy Carter was replaced with a doomsday guardian heart, and this endless evil energy spring made her still appear some demonic characteristics even under the protection of Evanson and Ereda Gemini. However, compared with her demon hunter profession, these changes are normal and benign.

As for Melinda, her transformation Evanson was carefully modulated, and she was carried out in batches. Moreover, her power came from the Ghost Rider's Hellfire, which was the main body, and the content of evil energy was very small. But even so, her nails and ends still turned green, well... she became younger.

But the bottle of blood in front of him, Evanson's injected evil energy into it had already exceeded the content of Melinda's first stage conversion.

According to common sense, without Evanson's intentional suppression, these evil energy should have transformed this bottle of blood and the demon. It is sticky and exudes a scent of sulfur.

But it has just turned green now, which means that it has a very abnormal state of laziness under the influence of evil energy, and it also means that it can withstand more evil power.

It's like a powerful abyss lord. If he wants his body to undergo drastic changes, the evil energy he needs to inject can be described as a huge amount. Only those little demons with fragile constitutions will easily induce physical changes by evil energy.

"What a treasure, it just solved a big problem for me." Evanson muttered softly, and then he pulled out all the evil energy in his blood.

"Claya, come and try it?" Evanson shook the test tube. As for the experiment, we naturally need to prove it more.

"Hmph!" Claya snorted coldly and turned her head around. I made a big mistake just now, and I almost embarrassed me. You can leave me aside and ignore me. I tinkered with the bottle of blood for a long time. Now that I think of me, get out of here!

"What's wrong? This is a pretty interesting thing." Evanson continued, "What are you upset about? The one who suffers is whether I'm fine, I'm almost regretting it!

"Evanson, I'll ask you." Claya turned around and asked with a cold face, very serious questioning, "Are we in love?"

"Of course." Evanson replied without thinking.

"But why don't I feel in love at all?" Claya got off the table he had just sat on and walked to Evanson. "I can feel your love for me, I... feel this way, but I always feel that our relationship is not like a relationship, just like a friend with a better relationship."

"What is love? To be honest, I don't know what that feels." Evanson scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "I have never felt it."

"It's...it's the feeling of being...electric, it should be this feeling." Claya said with no certainty.

"Then I'll wait for Thor to come next time, maybe he can help us create an atmosphere." Evanson made a joke first.

Then he said, "But if you say romance, roses, and the stingy words like the male protagonist in the TV series, sorry I don't, because those methods are used to pick up girls."

"And I'm with you..." Evanson took one of Claya's hand and looked into her eyes and said, "It is cherished as a lifelong companion, the love of a lifetime."

Claya shivered and pulled her hand back as if she was suddenly electrocuted. She turned her back to Evanson, covered her hot face, hum, and said no, this was already stingy enough.

"Then you can come here and help me now, right?" Evanson said with his arms around Claya's waist.

"Hmph!" Claya still snorted coldly, if the tone obviously changed, I would let you coax it back in one sentence, where would I put my face?

"I heard that the game you played recently has a complete set of skins. Can I buy it for you afterwards?" Evanson continued, feeling the delicate body in his arms trembled obviously.

"Tsk, I don't care. I don't have money and need others to help me." Claya said toughly, not talking about her private property in the temple, but the turnover of the small shop he opened was crushing Evanson every week.

"But I have something to do with it." Evanson smiled softly and said, "I can use SHIELD's identity to help you get the collector's version of the Carnival Live Raffle."

"Then, that...then, that's fine." Claya broke away from Evanson's arms and said, "What do you want me to do?"
Chapter completed!