American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

The end of a big event often brings peace.

Yorks left all the aftermath work to the Thai authorities, then got on the helicopter and flew towards Bangkok.

He is only responsible for the completion, not the aftermath.

At this moment.

What Yorks was thinking about was not the demon, nor was he reminiscing about the battle, nor was he reviewing it.

Instead, he suddenly thought of the fiery and cryptic demeanor of those monks.

"It doesn't matter."

Yorks shook his head and just sat on the helicopter to sort out the harvest.

In addition to the spiritual/holy power attribute breaking 200.

There are also enlargements and changes in stereograms.

The distance expanded from fifty meters to one hundred meters, but he found that the three-dimensional image had changed.

It's like a three-dimensional diagram begins to have concrete shapes. For example, when drawing, you start with lines and squares to roughly draw shapes, and then add details to form the human body structure, etc.

The changes in the three-dimensional diagrams have the same purpose, from the three-dimensional diagrams with the concept of size but no description of the appearance to the three-dimensional diagrams with the description of the appearance.

This means that he no longer needs to identify the visitor by the size of the body in the future. From now on, as soon as anyone passes within a hundred meters of him, he will be able to know who the visitor is.

"It's a big change."

York's eyebrows raised slightly. He suddenly felt that this skill seemed like scanning?

"When this skill evolves later, will it be possible to see through the human body and clearly see all the meridians and components in the body?"

Yorks made the following guess, and this thought flashed through his mind. Instead, he felt that this three-dimensional figure was likely to evolve to this point.

"If it evolves to this point." Yorkist looked at everything within a hundred meters from him as if from a god's perspective.

"I can probably find the enemy's most vulnerable node and the most vulnerable place in an instant.

In addition to the three-dimensional diagrams, there are…”

Yorks is immersed in the sea of ​​consciousness, and in the world he created, there is a point of light like a star.

This point of light suddenly appeared from the sea of ​​consciousness, leaving him a little confused and feeling like a seed that needed to be irrigated.

The light spot was spinning leisurely, and Yorkist vaguely felt that once the light spot was broken, he would definitely gain something.

After all, this is the change brought about after breaking the two hundred value.

“The rest is still the same, but if anything it’s that the quality is better than before.”

After tasting the improvement in strength, Yorks lowered his head and looked down.

The helicopter has flown to the edge of the city.

"Father, where are you going?"

Hearing the driver's voice asking, Yorks knew he had two places to go, and he chose Ascension Cathedral.

Nothing else, he was going to report to Bishop Richard and then return directly to the United States.

Due to the time difference, it was already morning in the United States, so it would be almost evening by the time he returned to the United States.

He has not forgotten his promise to host the wedding, and he will fulfill his promise no matter what.

However, what Yorkes did not expect was that when he returned to the cathedral, he was rejected.

"Father Yorks."

Father Daniel rushed to the church with a tired face and said:

"This is what Bishop Richard asked me to give you."

Yorks, who had already arranged his clothes and cleaned up, was sitting on a bench and listening to the daily fixed tasks he had just completed. He glanced at Father Daniel and silently accepted the faith handed to him.

"Is Bishop Richard okay?"

Father Daniel just shook his head. Under his gaze, he nodded slightly without saying a word, and immediately turned around and left the church.

Yorks remained silent and could only continue to sit where he was, opening the envelope.

As he opened it, he pulled out a document that made the corners of his eyes twitch.

It was a document of consent and bearing the seal of Bishop Richard.

The general meaning of the summary above is: "Agree with his promotion to the priesthood."

It is self-evident what the priest's promotion to the priesthood is ultimately.

He was going from a Yorkist priest to a Yorkist bishop.

"..."

Yorks held the document and was speechless for a moment.

At this time, he finally understood what Bishop Romulo meant by the assessment.

"It turns out that this is about the assessment of the bishop. The bishop does not need to be subject to many restrictions. All the complaints in the past are invalid at this moment..." Yorks laughed silently.

"I said how could it be such a coincidence? No wonder Gabrielle wanted me to go back and see the old man. It turned out that he wanted me to get a promotion and a salary increase."

At this moment, Yorks thought of Gabrielle.

The world is such a big place, and the position of a bishop is limited. Whoever joins will inevitably have to quit and give way to the position. And from the news he knows, the person closest to retirement in the bishopric recently is the bad old man Gabriel.

"Backstabbing is not what you do." Yorkes reluctantly took out his mobile phone and dialed Gabrielle's number directly.

"At least you have to ask for my opinion and get my consent."

He didn't know why, but he thought of the old man who was inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.

But he only likes to be a humble priest living in a corner, and does not like to be a high-ranking bishop in charge of a diocese.

This is not because he is afraid, but as a saying goes, the greater the responsibility and ability, the greater the responsibility.

Once he becomes a bishop, although he seems to be free and no longer restricted, from now on he will start to consider and be responsible for the stability of the entire diocese, rather than just being responsible for the small area of ​​​​Pluto Church. .

He will assume the important responsibilities of church management and missionary work.

The bell rang, and the result was not beyond his expectations.

There was a message from the phone rejecting the call.

Gabrielle rejected his call, doing so openly and without fear of what he might guess.

Yorks stared at the phone in silence. He knew that from now on, regardless of whether he wanted to withdraw from the church or whether he agreed with it or not, he would be promoted to bishop.

In fact, just as Yorkes expected, Gabrielle, who was far away at the headquarters, put down her mobile phone and looked at the large screen that had just been set up in front of her.

Video footage of old people began to appear one after another.

When the screen gradually shrunk and the screen became densely packed with people, Gabrielle spoke calmly.

"You must have received the information I sent."

"..."

"York's ability and performance are obvious to all. The voting begins now. No matter what the result is, it will be conveyed to His Majesty Gregory..."

As Gabrielle's calm words fell, many sounds began to come from the huge screen.

"agree."

"agree."

"Abstain."

"Abstain."

When there are only two answers, agree and abstain, no words of disagreement appear.

After some time passed, the final result was reached by tacit understanding.

The priestly priesthood of Yorks now begins to advance to the rank of bishop.

Gabrielle was not surprised by this result.

His Majesty's choice and recommendation, coupled with York's many achievements that can silence everyone, it is the strangest thing that he has not succeeded yet.

Gabrielle picked up the document with the photo printed on the table. Under the influence of the remaining holy power in the surrounding area, the pits of Santa Cata Monastery were already on the verge of becoming a holy lake.

The process is unknown, but the result is enough to silence everyone, including him.

There are many specifications and types of churches, among which there is an extremely special kind of church called the Temple.

This kind of church has nothing to do with its size or administrative status, but exists in special circumstances.

Generally, churches that can become temples are often related to saints.

Because there are traces left by the saints.

And these remaining holy relics ignore other holy relics, but there is the existence of the holy lake.

That is to say...

Gabriel couldn't help but stop spreading his thoughts. The more he learned, the deeper he thought. He was a little afraid that he didn't know what attitude he should use to face York, and he was also afraid that he would start to change.

"The old man didn't even answer the phone. Is this considered acquiescence?"

Yorks picked up the backpack he brought and boarded the return plane. He didn't know Gabrielle's troubles, because he was even more troubled.

He didn't know how to prepare for the coming announcement.

He now has only two outcomes: quit the church or accept.

But under the interference of his consciousness and emotions, the scale has tended to accept the options here and slowly lowered them.

It has to be said that the church in this parallel world does seem like an organization he likes.

It gave him the feeling that the world was in tatters and there were always people to mend it.

This person is the church.

He has seen all the way to the present, no matter which priest or bishop he is, they all have the kind of compassion and willingness to give.

Although there is rubbish, and part of it is because they want to ascend to the heaven they imagine, most of the clergy are at least actually doing something.

Thinking of this, Yorks began to feel vague about his initial positioning.

he? And why?

Because he became stronger? Because to save your life? Because of the priest’s character? Or maybe because of the mission?

"So what are you?"

Yorks lay on the seat and stared at the virtual window in front of him, as if talking to it.

It's a pity that the system did not give its response.

It was as if he was asking himself.

"Forget it, it's still the same as before, act according to circumstances and take things as they come."

Yorks was silent for a moment, closing his eyes and experiencing the feeling of the special plane taking off.

In the three-dimensional view, the special plane took off into the air, quickly leaving Thailand and heading straight to the United States.

Just after the special plane had left.

Father Daniel put away his cell phone and spoke warmly to Bishop Richard, who said he was tired but never rested.

"Bishop, Father York is gone."

As he spoke, Father Daniel handed the photos and results he had just obtained to the silent bishop in front of him.

He discovered that the bishop had been paying close attention to Father York from unknown time when he arrived in Thailand.

Even in his words and actions, he was very concerned about Father York's safety, although his words were still very harsh, as if...

Father Daniel felt a little weird, but he couldn't describe it, so he just continued.

"This is the trace left after Father York's battle. It can be confirmed that the light ball that appeared at that time was indeed the work of Father York."

Bishop Richard took it and looked at the photo without saying a word. Although his vision was still blurry, he could still see through the original comparison that the terrain in the photo had changed drastically.

Just looking at the photo and the two adjacent potholes inside, Bishop Richard returned all the information to Father Daniel.

"Buy this land."

Father Daniel did not doubt his presence and just nodded in response.

"Yes, Bishop."

"After buying it, no one is allowed to enter this place." Bishop Richard ignored Father Daniel's surprised and confused look, and then said calmly.

"York's priesthood has been promoted, and the only thing left is the inauguration ceremony. From now on, you should call him Bishop York..."

As he said that, Bishop Richard didn't care what Father Daniel thought, he just looked in the direction of America and seemed to be able to see the special plane flying rapidly.

"You go out and do things." The old man said.

………

Time is the expression of the eternal movement of matter, the persistence of change, and the sequence.

Complex and abstract concepts are always passing by, governing changes in the human world.

One of the changes was that after eight or nine hours of flying without connecting flights, York arrived at the John F. Kennedy International Airport in the United States at the moment when the sun was about to set and its last remaining light was showing.

This airport happens to be the closest airport to Pluto Church.

Yorks walked out of the cabin door carrying his backpack, stepped on the steps of the gangway, and couldn't help but look at the sun that was about to set.

The jet lag caused him to experience two nights in a row.

"I don't know how Eileen will arrange the stage for the wedding. Don't mention her. Even Pluto Church is hosting a wedding for the first time."

"By the way, there is also Ms. Camille..."

Yorks, who chooses to take things as they come, is already thinking about what to do next.

At least, he didn't know yet what to say about Saxon to Lady Camille.

It is impossible to say: The Saxon boy is lucky, and he and his girlfriend Emilia saved a life. The injuries are so serious that they are being treated in Thailand and are not suitable for transfer. They can only return to China when the conditions are suitable.

"Forget it, why are you thinking so much? Ordinary people are caught in a supernatural event that can be rated as Level Ⅶ. If they don't die, they are lucky."

Yorks walked all the way into the car responsible for picking up and dropping off, while dialing Ms. Camille's phone number, and directly chose to show off.

He didn't make any cover-up, he stated the seriousness of the matter and the extent of the person's injuries.

In the end, Ms. Kamil thanked her profusely and was anxious to fly to Thailand to see her son.

"..."

After hanging up the phone, Yorkes finally relaxed.

He sunk his body into the car seat, letting the good material wrap around his broad back.

"Father York, there is a diversion ahead. Do you want to go back to Pluto Church?"

He heard the question from the driver's seat, Brother Kenny who was still responsible for picking him up before.

Yorkist suddenly remembered Bishop Romulo. Logically speaking, Bishop Romulo gave him the task, so he, the priest, should report it when he came back. However, Yorkist thought about it and finally said in a resigned tone:

"I'm not going anywhere. Take me home, Brother Kenny."

He just wanted to have a good sleep.

Although I am very energetic now.

"Yes, Father Yorks."

After Brother Kenny responded, he moved the car to the location of the priest's home.

Seeing this, Yorks slowly closed his eyes, but he still couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"I just completed a big order, but I'm not happy at all."