Spiritual Recovery: Be Invincible Starting From Delivering Food

In the past few days, Wallace has been lurking in Vigeland and has not taken any action.

It was too reckless to act rashly last time and lead to a life and death crisis.

However, with his current strength, even if he faced Azure Rose again, he could easily kill her.

Wallace used his mobile phone to check the news and the trends in various countries.

Obviously, in the end, people chose to fight on their own, and no one would support them to reach Vigeland.

Wallace put down his cell phone and put it into his coat pocket, then slowly walked out of the corner.

The location he is currently in is Wigeland's Magic Research Institute.

Today is another grand lecture. As the light of hope for this country, people come here with expectations.

Just as Wallace was about to enter, he was stopped by security personnel.

"Please show me your ID."

Wallace smiled and took out an admission ticket from his pocket, and then walked in with a swagger.

The security personnel were confused. The man in white coat in front of them seemed to have been seen somewhere before...

Inside the venue.

Crowds of people.

A brand new magical machine is placed on the central stand.

This one is just a sample and has a small number of functions. It mainly emits light for visitors to see.

Portraits of Professor Tolan and pictures of patent applications hung around.

In terms of the number of Tolan's patents, he is the country's most outstanding inventor and the most authoritative representative of scientists.

Suddenly, the lights in the venue dimmed and a spotlight shone on a person on the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Researcher Vigeland, my name is Tolan."

His appearance aroused cheers from the audience, and the people present were all business elites or political bigwigs.

Not everyone is eligible for a lecture ticket worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Tolan smiled and said:

"The research on the Wind of Law device has been completed. In order to fight against the Storm Apostle, we specially converted the wind device into an ice device."

"This process only takes three days, and by then the apostles will no longer be a threat to us!"

There was thunderous applause in the stadium. Now this device is a life-saving straw for the entire Vigeland, and even the entire Western Continent.

The applause gradually stopped and the venue gradually became quiet.

But there was always one person clapping and refused to stop.

The misfit caught the attention of the others, and Tolan looked toward the man in the darkness who had been clapping.

The lighting engineer turned on a dim light, reflecting the appearance of the man. The man was wearing a white coat and looked like a researcher in a laboratory.

Tolan asked: "I see you are clapping all the time. Is there something wrong?"

Wallace responded with a smile: "No problem, I just think it's wonderful."

"It's so much fun to just hold some toys and think you can fight the apostles."

As soon as he said this, everyone looked at him with contempt.

The apostle is the enemy of all mankind, but he speaks from the standpoint of the enemy.

Tolan's smile froze, and the flesh on his face kept twitching.

"Okay, if you have any suggestions, why don't you tell everyone here?"

Wallace walked up to the stage, put his hand on the sample, and then pressed hard.

"Crack——"

With a crisp sound, the entire sample was crushed with great force, and the circuit components inside leaked out.

Although it is a sample, this thing has all the basic functions.

Tolan yelled, "What the hell do you want to do?"

Wallace raised his head and looked at Professor Toland with a sneer, and said:

"Modifying the internal element properties... If I were to do it, it would only take two minutes."

"Using the country's highest-level laboratory can only steal other people's results, and the work efficiency is very low..."

Tolan: "Get him out of here! Where are the security personnel?"

The suit-clad security guards with guns were just getting ready to approach Wallace.

Suddenly, a wind energy came from nowhere and surrounded them.

The crowd backed away in panic because they didn't know what Wallace could do.

The platinum-level guard who can control the situation in an instant must not be underestimated!

Wallace took out the device in the middle of the sample, inserted it into the machine that had been prepared, and connected it to the converter.

After doing this, he murmured to himself:

"Maybe you don't remember, but I will never forget it."

"After I become stronger, I will have the energy to look for that accident that was covered in dust."

"Tolan, you are a big shot, and I am just an ant that can be slaughtered at will."

Listening to these words, Tolan seemed to remember something.

He overlapped the homeless-looking man before and the researcher in front of him.

Tolan asked in shock:

"You...are you Wallace? The person who sold me the patent before?"

"I just didn't buy your patent. You can't retaliate against me for this. Besides, you also scratched my car!"

Wallace shook his head and softly recounted the past:

"In 2014, an incident occurred at the Wigeland Magic Research Institute. A group of scientists, led by Tolan, studied a time-travel summoning device in an attempt to obtain the technology of the previous era."

"It's a pity that what was summoned was not hope, but destruction."

"A huge spiritual disaster occurred in Vigeland, killing nearly 200,000 people and destroying many public facilities, including my laboratory."

Tolan took off his hat and said apologetically:

"That was an accident and was uncontrollable during the experiment..."

Wallace gave him no chance to explain:

"My wife, my daughter, everything, was lost in that disaster."

"You are the culprit, Tolan!"

"There is no explanation, apology or compensation for this incident!"

"You are like a turtle hiding everything and letting all the people pay for your mistakes!"

If he hadn't possessed the power of the apostle, he wouldn't have been able to get so close to the truth.

When the central power grid of Vigeland was paralyzed, Wallace stole some information, including records of this incident.

Tolan spent a lot of money to buy out Wegeland executives and suppressed the matter.

The people's impression of Tolan changed and they lamented.

Tolan defended himself hysterically: "Even so, I am still a hero against the apostles!"

"Without my device, you and the people would have died at the hands of the Storm Apostles!"

Wallace grabbed his collar and said with a smile:

"I won't die."

Tolan: "Why?"

Wallace: "Because I am, the Apostle!"

After saying that, strong winds swept through the entire venue and tore the entire roof into pieces.

The people fled in fear, but they could not escape the shackles of the strong wind. The weak ones were blown up by the storm and torn apart in the whirlwind.

The originally colorless tornado was dyed blood-colored.

Now he is no longer the cowardly and kind-hearted researcher, but the destroyer who ends everything.