This... this is a success?
Seeing that the girl showed no signs of pain and even seemed energetic, Jones couldn't wait to ask:
Hi, how are you? How are you feeling?
"Great! Excellent! I've never felt so good!"
The girl looked up with delight, her eyes practically sparkling.
"Mr. Jones, do you still have this medicine? I don't need money, just give me this, and I'll do anything you ask from now on."
Clearly, the woman had experienced the benefits of the potion and realized it was a good thing.
"Dream on!"
Upon hearing this, Jones grabbed the potion that was thrown on the bed, then gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and plunged it into his own arm.
The pale blue medicine entered the body and immediately flowed through the blood vessels. Every time it passed through a part of the body, one could feel as if they had been reborn.
The potential of the cells is fully unleashed, and under the enhancement of the mysterious substance, the whole person can personally experience the wonderful feeling of this whole-body evolution.
Every cell was cheering and trembling; no wonder the girl couldn't help but scream.
After injecting the vial of medicine, Jones was still caught up in the blissful sensation of his body's evolution.
But just at the most crucial moment, this evolution suddenly stopped.
It's like when you're at the peak of your sexual performance, and suddenly you get hit with something, leaving you feeling stuck and extremely uncomfortable.
Jones opened his eyes and looked at his body, which had suddenly become more than ten years younger, with its taut skin and firm muscles—it was absolutely a miracle!
"God!! You really are a god!! My God!"
Jones jumped and danced; nothing mattered to someone like him more than life itself.
He has enjoyed wealth and power far too much; he possesses a wealth that others could not even imagine in several lifetimes. The only thing he has is life, which is the same for everyone else.
At that moment, he never imagined that he had truly been favored by the God!
'So there really is a God! And I was even favored!'
'This is way more amazing than that so-called Jashin worshipped in the guild!'
It often only takes one personal experience to go from a skeptical atheist to a devout believer.
After experiencing this power, Jones completely believed the so-called Heavenly Venerable of Ten Thousand Desires in the voice in his mind.
"Great Heavenly Venerable of Ten Thousand Desires, Great God, how can I make offerings to you and receive your blessings once more?"
Jones knelt on the ground devoutly, praying silently in his heart.
"Go and quietly cultivate my glory, await the arrival of miracles, and then you will receive new blessings."
"This is a miracle that has preached the gospel to you."
The voice flashed through his mind, and at the same time, two more vials of medicine appeared in front of Jones.
"Yes, my God, I will surely spread your glory to more people."
Jones grabbed the potion in front of him, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
They really are giving it to us!
Moreover, there's no need for any evil rituals like blood sacrifices; it's simply about spreading the word!
This kind of thing would be difficult to achieve with White Fang words, but with the medicine in front of us, it's a different story.
Just inject a little bit into a few trusted people, and you can shatter their worldview in no time. Add a little more persuasion, and it's a piece of cake, isn't it?
It spreads from person to person, and I believe it won't be long before he develops an organization that rivals the Court of Owls.
'No! It should be a huge leap forward!'
'This is a genuine miracle, a true God!'
Jones settled firmly on his new master's side, after all, compared to Barbatos, the dark god who only existed in legends, this new master was far too generous!
This so-called Heavenly Venerable of Ten Thousand Desires gives rewards first and then does the work; he's a truly conscientious boss!
"Take one down. These guys should be able to keep Batman's attention at bay, allowing Bane to quietly develop his power."
Overnight, Xu Xiao issued divine decrees to several wavering members of the Court of Owls, and these guys immediately switched sides.
" The God in DC are too stingy. Even the lowest-ranking cattle and horses occasionally need a little favor to strengthen their loyalty."
"Without that carrot dangling in the air, who would work hard for you?"
Most Jashin don't really take human believers seriously; they often intend to use them and then discard them. Therefore, it's common to see minor figures causing trouble.
Xu Xiao, however, was different. He was God who controlled desires, and he understood the intricacies of human nature better than anyone else.
Who would wholeheartedly work for you if they didn't see any benefits in it?
It's just a few vials of gene-modifying fluid; it's of little use to extraordinary beings, but it has an irresistible attraction for mortals.
Besides, the money comes from the customer anyway; it's just a small contribution to him that will surely bring him greater returns in the future.
Xu Xiao is not the kind of person who is petty or calculating; the motto of his life has always been "you have to give to get".
A few days later, a group of heavily armed mercenaries arrived silently in Gotham City.
The leader was a burly man over two meters tall, with a muscular build resembling a bodybuilder. His head and face were connected by a dense network of hollow IV tubes; this was none other than the ruthless Bane.
"Chief, this is the place I found beforehand. Although it's located within the city's underground water system, everything meets your requirements."
A thin, somewhat hunched man came over and took out a panoramic map of Gotham City's sewers.
This is a henchman of the Bane criminal organization, responsible for logistical operations and information gathering. He was sent to Gotham by Bane early on to scout things out.
The tall Bane took the map, glanced at it briefly, then scanned the temporary stops marked on it. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly nodded.
"Although it's a sewer, the location is pretty good. Well done."
Bane gave a signal, and one of his men pulled out a thick wad of cash from his pocket and threw it into the henchman's hand.
Rewarding merit and punishing mistakes—this is why Bane was able to become the head of a mercenary group in a short time after escaping from prison.
Besides his exceptional combat skills, he also possesses charisma and intelligence.
"Thank you, Chief. Oh, and there's one more thing I need to tell you."
After receiving the money, the henchman excitedly stuffed it into his pocket, then seemed to remember something and spoke.
"A group of local bigwigs said they wanted to collaborate with us, claiming they had something fantastic to offer you, and they seemed to know you very well."
"Local? Big shot? Ha, just some city maggots."
Bane shook his head dismissively. Every city has its so-called big shots who control the city's dark side through front men or branches; he had seen it all before.