American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 62 Andre

The door opened, attracting the attention of Robert, who had been walking in the corridor. When he saw Yorkshire appear, he hurried over to greet him.

"Father Yorks!"

"Shh!"

Yorks shook his head and signaled to keep quiet. He looked back at the father and daughter who were still hugging each other and confessing their love. Finally, he hung his cross on the door sign.

"let's go."

With that said, Yorks handed the backpack to Robert, the first clerk of Pluto Church, and walked out past him.

"Ah, yes, Father."

Robert nodded ignorantly. When he saw the crying father and daughter in the room, he felt something more in his heart. He hugged his backpack and quickly followed the priest's footsteps.

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The free food truck ran around for a while and finally returned.

Yorks also worked steadily as a psychological counselor and listener for Yilu, and preached the glory of Yilu's Lord, and was finally sent back to the church.

"Father York, I'm going back first." The young man in the driver's seat stretched his head and greeted.

Yorks held his backpack and waved.

"Well, be careful on the road."

"I will, Father."

The young man in charge of picking up and dropping off nodded seriously, then drove the car and left slowly.

Watching the rear of the car disappear before his eyes, Yorks glanced around.

The streets on both sides were completely empty, except for the sound of the fallen leaves of the red maples as street trees.

American red maple, one of the most popular street trees, has leaf colors that change with the seasons, from green in spring to yellow in autumn, mixed with red or orange.

"Is autumn coming..."

York looked at the pile of fallen leaves mixed with yellow leaves and paused for a long time before turning around and entering the church.

Today's trip was generally fruitful. In addition to triggering a random mission and getting five attribute points, I also gained a large number of potential believers.

The accumulation of these potential believers will not only increase the donation money he can exchange for attribute points in Pluto Church, but also increase his probability of triggering random tasks.

So without that bad news, today is a good day for Yorkshire.

Unfortunately……

"Satan."

Yorks narrowed his eyes, remembering the meaning of this name.

Satan, the Chinese name is Satan, there are different opinions in the past life, and everyone has his own version, but Yorkist clearly knows that one title belongs to Satan, the King of Hell.

After making a certain decision, Yorks felt a lot better. He carried his backpack and walked to the statue of Jesus. He made the sign of the cross and walked into the lounge.

"I'm back, Amen..."

Not long after, Yorks sat on the stool under the statue of Jesus again wearing a new divine robe and dealt with the attribute points he had obtained.

Although it is only a pitiful five points, it is double the quality of attribute points, so the harvest from these points is already very rich.

Yorkist still adds points according to his own ideas, focusing on health evolution of the physical body, and secondary to other attribute assistance.

"Three points of life..."

Act as you wish, and the available points on the panel +5 will consume three points instantly.

[Add points successfully]

[Health value increased from 117 to 120]

"Two points of physical fitness..." Remembering that he had just added magic power, Yorks chose to add the last two points to an all-round physical fitness including strength, endurance, reaction sensitivity, speed, etc.

[Add points successfully]

[All-round physical fitness increased from 32 to 34]

[…]

"call……"

A familiar feeling exploded in his body. Facing the same statue of Jesus, Yorks clasped his fists in front of his chest and slowly closed his eyes.

Sincerely pray for random quests to appear.

In order to be able to cope with everything, he needs to become stronger and more powerful. He wants to be something that everything and everyone should be afraid of.

For a long time, time passed bit by bit, until the red glow outside penetrated the floor-to-ceiling glass of the hall and sprinkled it on the hall.

Until darkness invades.

York's prayer officially ended, and the feeling in his body had long since disappeared.

"Another day has passed."

Yorks thought about what he had done today and shook his head. He looked at the dark hall and then stood up and walked slowly to the candle stand next to him.

White candles are a must-have item in the church, but after a few nights of burning, the candles on the shelves on both sides have almost burned to the bottom and can only last for tonight at most.

The important thing is that the reserves in the church include some necessary things, and he has used them up, so he will have to go shopping tomorrow after tonight.

Yorks lit the white candle with a lighter and watched it swaying upward, illuminating a corner of the candle with a faint light. He subconsciously thought of the Robert family.

Fortunately, Robert was recruited on the spot, otherwise he would probably have to do all these little things.

Yorks couldn't help but think of the gratitude of Robert's family before leaving, and the corner of York's lips raised slightly.

He has been doing these little things for many years, and now he feels a little lazy.

At the same time, this church, which has always been very clean, should also undergo changes.

To be honest, deep down in his heart, he was actually looking forward to the arrival of Robert's family.

Candle after candle was lit.

The weak candlelight formed a large area of light, dispelling the darkness of the hall.

Yorkist looked at the statue of Jesus, and walked over to light the candle holder under it. After lighting it, Yorkist put the lighter on the stand, made the sign of the cross to the statue of Jesus, and silently recited a few words in his heart.

"Lord please forgive me, Amen..."

After the words fell, there was movement outside.

A burly man in a suit appeared and walked over slowly with a calm expression.

"Child, do you need my help for coming so late?" Yorks stood quietly, looking back at the Russian walking in the middle aisle, clasping his hands on his chest and smiling gently.

"If so, I hope I can help you."

The burly man with the Russian symbol stopped in front of York, and he grinned.

"Father, my name is Andre, and I really need your help."

Thinking of the dense footsteps he heard just now, York's smile did not change and he nodded slightly to express his willingness to help.

"Thank you, Father." Andre touched his chin, his expression looking serious.

"So, can you help me find Yohan?"

He said, staring at Yorks and adding again, his eyes sharp.

"Johann Wick! If you can help, our Grizzly Gang will not pursue Vance's matter."

Hearing this, York's smile became even brighter.

"Mr. Yohan hasn't been here for a long time. I don't know where he is now or where he is..."

As he spoke, York maintained his priestly persona and made the sign of the cross on his chest to express his apology.

"So please forgive my weakness."