American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

The mechanical sound in his ears sounded, and Yorkist stopped praying.

[Prayer: Church Prayer (Completed)]

[Reward: Points +0.5 has been issued]

"Amen!"

York opened his eyes, looked at the statue of Jesus and went straight to the closing words. To be honest, even though he was not a true believer, he felt at ease with the 0.5 per day.

After all, who else is like him, always talking about the Lord and asking people to thank Him?

Yorks made the sign of the cross and silently read out his personal panel.

[Yorks]

[Race: Human]

[Occupation: Priest, pharmacy professor, doctor...]

[All-round physical fitness: 27, (Note: the average average for ordinary people is 10)]

[Life: 111/111 (Note: The average for ordinary people is 10)]

[Spirit: 83/83 (Note: The average for ordinary people is 10)]

[Magic power: 157.5/157.5]

[Item: Basic divine robe, defense 6, durability: 6/10]

[Skills: Exorcio (exorcism) Protego (shield) Repello (expel)]

[…]

After thinking about it, Yorks looked at the magic value and added the 0.5 points he just got to the magic value to make up the entire amount.

[Add points successfully]

[Magic value increased from 157.5 to 158]

[…]

After finishing his daily extra points, Yorks glanced at the empty hall, and finally wrote an exorcism report in the lounge.

He focused on describing the word devil's body, and attached a portrait. Although the painting was a bit unsightly, he could draw the general shape.

"Please trace the demon's true name through its form."

Leaving these words in the painting, Yorks picked up the scroll and walked out of the church while calling a new dove, named Lily.

He touched the top of Lily's head, and Lily chirped and flapped her wings.

Seeing this cute look, Yorkshire smiled gently.

"Your eldest brother, Li Qi, got lazy somewhere and hasn't flown back yet. It's up to you, Lili, to bring your eldest brother back if possible."

Lili let out a cry, and her eyes rolled around, as if she understood.

"hehe."

York's smile remained unchanged, and he sealed the report into the tube at the pigeon's feet as always, then raised his hands and sent the pigeon named Lily away.

Watching the pigeons flying further and further away, Yorks turned around and returned to the main building, which was now clean.

"...I can finally relax for a while."

Sitting down on the bench at the front, Yorks took out his cell phone and checked the time.

"It's not yet the live broadcast time that Officer Jeffrey said."

Before Officer Jeffrey left, he actually told him about an exorcism live broadcast, saying that there was a person dressed as a priest performing exorcisms on people pretending to be possessed.

The form is no different from traditional exorcism. First, a cross is used in conjunction with the Bible to reveal the true name, and then God's prohibition and power are used to exorcise the demon.

However, just like this, he was a little concerned. As mentioned before, you are staring at the abyss. In fact, the abyss is also watching you. As the saying goes, if you never forget, there will be an echo.

Looking at the time again, before the time came, York continued to study the three spells equivalent to skills he had just learned.

He always feels that the spell itself is a converter, which means that each spell is actually a different converter, which can convert the initial magic power into attack, defense and other types more accurately than the system.

At the same time, he also felt that the magic power in his body was really not as simple as he imagined, and it felt like a bug.

"Isn't this just right? Invincibility is the end."

Yorks smiled and was not obsessed with the nature of magic. He is a more realistic person. As long as it is beneficial to him, he will not pursue so much.

Thinking of this, Yorks continued to study and familiarize himself with the spell over and over again, striving to master it so that he could use it in battle one day and hit anyone hard.

For a long time, until the live broadcast time came, Yorks stopped the research process and picked up his mobile phone.

"Which live broadcast account did Officer Jeffrey say come from?"

Recalling what Officer Jeffrey said, Yorks quickly found the so-called live broadcast.

As the screen counted down, he saw a priest wearing divine robes appear, and behind the priest who kept chanting, there was a tied-up man lying on a recliner and roaring.

"May your name be exalted, may your kingdom come, may your will be done on earth as it is in heaven..."

"Please give us our daily food today, and please forgive our sins..."

"..."

The priest was very professional, and with the dim lights and the roaring voice behind him, it was very atmospheric. But when York looked at this priest who couldn't be more fake, he cursed "sb" in his heart.

"If you often walk by the river, where can your shoes not get wet?"

Yorks shook his head, turned off the live broadcast, dialed a phone number, told the church's Mysterious Affairs Department in charge of supernatural events, and explained the live broadcast room account in detail.

"..."

"Okay, Father York, we will keep observing the live broadcast throughout the entire process. If we find anything wrong, we will find a way to stop the live broadcast room."

"Um."

After hearing this, Yorks turned off the phone. With the Mystery Agency watching, this live broadcast room couldn't make any waves. The main reason was that the old man Gabriel, the director, would take his words seriously.

After doing everything he had to do, York closed his eyes and rested his mind.

The only thing he has to do today is charity activities.

For a moment, there was only silence in the altar of the hall illuminated by candlelight, and time flowed quietly in this atmosphere. However, what Yorks didn't know was that the reflection of the Jesus statue above happened to cover his figure.

I don't know how long it took, but Yorks suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the door.

"Father York, are you there?"

The voice that appeared at the door was a young man who came to confirm the situation. Seeing him there, the young man whispered.

"Ms. Camille asked me to come and pick you up. Do you want to participate in a charity event?"

Yorks stood up, made the sign of the cross, looked at the somewhat nervous young man, and smiled gently.

"This is a good thing. I seem to have no reason to refuse."

…………………………………………

The Lance community is different from the Temu community he has visited before and the Boston community where Ms. Mossang lives. It is considered a relatively high-end community, and the people living in it are basically worth more than one million.

Although this kind of charity event held in high-end communities can be considered to be related to charity and is indeed done, in reality, it is actually a game for the rich.

Involuntarily thinking of the past few times he had participated, Yorks looked at the scene passing by quickly outside the car window, his eyes lowered.

In fact, to be more serious, he was just doing it for points.

Of course, some people are really kind and do charity, such as Ms. Camille’s family who have been on the front line and some rich people who behave kindly.

They will form a food convoy and travel to various places to personally distribute free food to poor people. They will also pay for some free medical treatment in an open place so that poor people who cannot afford to pay can receive medical treatment. They will also create several shelters. Take in homeless families.

This is something that those rich people who just sit on a stool and donate with their mouths cannot do.

But his participation was participation, and all he paid was money donated by believers and verbal psychological consultation.