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– One you were in the audience and watched us fuck our boyfriend. – Anam said.

- For another reason, you used your quest, causing trouble in the city with the cursed ring. – Anam said.

- In addition to using an excuse to stay at Kuram's mansion. Huricane said.

Even though he was greedy, Charles had developed a cursed plant in the company's laboratory, it develops and grows by feeding on other living beings, eliminates baldness, creates youth, but on the other hand it does not kill zombies, if they parasitize them and grow on zombies, he could develop a zombification and parasite-proof product.

While alive, they retain beauty and youth, while she creates zombies, which spread and consume like weeds.

There is a side effect, they make them look young as if they are rejuvenated from their 80's to 90's, to the heights of their 18's, even if it lasted just over 3 weeks, before being consumed, then the plant would start to decay. to parasitize, grow and be born a beautiful tree that would bear fruit that eats people.

Beauty would take its toll, even if for a limited time, he had a laboratory to develop a potion where plants made hair grow, he was there in the middle of his laboratory, thinking , in the solution, it didn't kill so fast with other materials .

So he went to talk to the two men, taking their data, he listened carefully, it was Hurican's turn to say.

We ourselves cannot produce the substance here. Huricane said.

- Not even patenting it without more tests, it will kill. – Anam said.

They looked towards each other as they looked at the television.

- Our rival filed for bankruptcy two weeks ago. Huricane said.

- Charles... - Anam said.

- What a sucker, would I use to do the field tests...? Charles said.

- Our old rival, he is in a state of bankruptcy, we know that he drinks in the bar in the industrial street every afternoon after six. – Anam said.

- His name is Sebastian Simon. Huricane said.

- You just have to approach him, sell the idea, deliver the plant and do it with a guinea pig... – Anam said.

- You're good with lies and old wives' tales. Huricane said. – Do it well and do it right. Huricane said.

- Bring us good news. – Anam said.

Then the trickster and alcoholic magician left there, he disguised himself well, then with an illusion spell, he left with the plant and a green goo in a glass, to go towards a decadent bar.

That's where he saw the photo of the man he used to look for the loser and potential victim he saw on the television report.

So it wasn't long before the short stocky bald man arrived there in a shabby suit, smelly, covered in hair, looked like he hadn't shaved in a long time, then he saw him grab two bottles of liquor in a row from behind the door. another in a single gulp.

At that time, he chatted with the bartender, then sent him two more bottles.

- What you want? - He questioned him, still not sober with a breath that he hadn't brushed his teeth for months.

- I came to offer a solution to all your problems. - He said, with the air of a salesman, placing the plant vase and a container with a green goo on the table, then bringing more drinks to the table, the man drank in the bottle one after the other, while listening to the miraculous solution.

- You are tired of this poor life, I have the solution. - He said.

- What would it be, the fountain of youth. - He said. – You just need to keep them alive, make a poultice, produce them in your garage, sell them, then you will sell them as the miraculous rejuvenation solution.

In the midst of this, he would not remember the old man at the bar or what he looked like, in the midst of total drunkenness, he staggered to a shed, which was his company's where he stayed in what was left, due to debts, he had to sell all your assets.

So the next day, hungover, when he woke up, not remembering to test the plant, he went to look in the mirror, from a bald man smelling like manure, he looked like Adonis, a Greek god, with beard hair and a mustache. walrus..., his skin was smooth, without wrinkles, impeccably, as if he were the 18-year-old me...

Thinking about the money he would make, that's when he produced a homemade formula and in a yogurt bottle, in which he advertised, starting to sell the youth formula, which, in addition to being young, made him hairy.

- All of you, come forward and test, became hairy and youthful in no time. – So he sold the formula to

His biggest customers filled him with money, in less than a week, he saw the advertisement on television with his biggest customers, which were the elderly who had dreams of returning to their youth...

Old people looking like 18 dancing and jumping in the street.

In less than a week, he made over $100,000...

So, his old rival, I mean, another unscrupulous businessman from a cosmetics multinational, the man called Jordan Greville from the chemical and cosmetics company, called Greville Chemicals, where he found out about this news, using his henchmen, cornered him in the street, taking him towards his office.

- So, I heard you got money again, the youth formula the end of baldness. - He said. “That was a tall, stooped man, and a Scotsman as well.

With all his courage, he challenges him. – Yeah, what are you going to do about it? - He said.

The man and his henchmen flexed their fists, he walked around the table, took out a piece of paper and wrote.

"I'm only going to say this once, you better take it and get out of here," he said.

Looking, widened eyes.

- Do what you want, it's yours. – Then he handed over a suitcase with paper and everything he had, then left without saying a word.

He had in his hands, two billion dollars, while he handed over the patent and the formulas.

He went towards his new mansion, hidden in the mountains, what was once a garage recipe, became an industrial scale and mass production, within a week, he made advertisements, promising the end of baldness, saving people from old age.

- Now, you can get pregnant... - It was the promise, which made people jump around, with mermaid hair, and women looking like Venus...

So what made people beautiful, beautiful, beautiful young people, full of hair, whose skin looked like it was cast in wax...

At the same moment, at that time, in less than a week, the effect wore off, people lost their hair, became old, in the midst of having their eyes, body, face, nose, full of green pus that came out of their bodies,

With their eyes red with conjunctivitis, amidst the roots and branches of plants coming out of every pore of their bodies, they were still alive, but they looked like zombies with green skin.

All of a sudden, the hospitals were overcrowded, they survived, alive, mummy-like, shriveled and shriveled, then there was the worst.

More than a million people flocked to lawyers to join a contingent in a mass and collective lawsuit against the man in question.

In addition to opening an action to go in search of the creator.

Well...

Due to having recently managed to get out of a huge debt loss, Greville was unable to pay the lawyers and damages, nor bear the costs of any of the lawsuits.

So he borrowed money...

So who...

There was a subsidiary and a loan subdivision and a Fintech that took care of loans from the Delphos company, so, due to the fact that the Delphos company has demons as its partners...

He was visited by a contingent of lawyers from another firm.

In his office, in tears, listening without hair and bent over.

- Mr. Greville, due to the high value of the loans and you cannot pay, the company that has demons as partners, it will claim the company that will be incorporated into the company, - It was a lawyer who, moreover, was a demon.

- We're taking over the company. - He said.

In the midst of this, another contingent of lawyers headed towards Sebastian Simon's mansion.

- According to a court order among the victims of your invention, there was the opening of massive processes of several victims, we are confiscating their assets for the payment of indemnities and medical treatments. – The lawyer said, seeing the man fall catatonic to the ground as he lost his assets once again.

At that time, in less than a week of treatment, when everything ended, when people literally returned to the appearance of their true age, the problem ended, in addition to having sequelae, looking like weeds, pus and old .

Somewhere else.

In the office of the Delphos company.

Three men sat talking around the armchairs in the room.

- Well, the test is over. Huricane said.

- We're lucky they don't turn into zombies. – Anam said.

- We are even? - Charles questioned them.

- End of test. Huricane said.

- There is no more service for now. – Anam said.

When the man left the office, the two thought until...

- We leave profiting, since nothing can connect us to it. Huricane said.

- Well, let's keep these substances and these plants for future tests, the maps of these dimensions that have reached their end, have to be isolated. – Anam said.

- This world cannot be saved, we have to look for other worlds that were infested by these parasitic plants. Huricane said.

- It would be, but now, no, we have to finish the report to the order. – Anam said.