New Gods of North America

To be honest, after being attacked so many times in the middle of the night by various "demons and monsters," the detective agency members have recently become somewhat accustomed to their opponents' pattern of being "noobs" at first, then "transforming," and frequently entering a "second stage" mode.

Damon McReady recently contributed a classic case.

When he was in charge of "one route" alone, he quickly knocked down several of the opponents, but then he was suddenly attacked by a huge guy who had taken drugs and transformed, slicing off half of his obviously mutated giant arm.

So Damon McReady had to switch from "forward" to "defender" on the spot. It was Lena who summoned the "Wise Sage" to deal with their group and provide support, which prevented the collapse of the front line.

Fortunately, Damon McReady's contaminated giant arm was quite special. Although it affected his appearance and gradually increased the "corruption" of his body, it could regenerate.

He could barely afford this loss, but other agents had to learn from the experience and take precautions.

So, after firing a warning shot and quickly hearing gunfire in return, confirming that the other party did have the intention to attack, Doug skillfully lit the extended fuse of a high-explosive explosive and had the owl carry it up to drop it from the air.

Seeing this, the few agents who came out to support in the vicinity tacitly expanded the encirclement, lest the other party turn into some strange thing and suddenly hit them with an "unforeseeable" move.

However, the overall quality of these two people who came tonight seemed to be significantly higher than those before.

One of the guys touched the tree trunk next to him, and as he infused it with spiritual power, the tree trunk rapidly swelled with a large pile of indescribable things, like rapidly spreading cancer cells.

Moreover, these things seemed to have a certain corrosiveness, and the flowers and plants that came into contact with them quickly began to wither, as if providing nutrients for those "cells."

It was a bit like a time-lapse photograph of "cell proliferation demonstration," sped up.

Those foamy things quickly piled up into loose tissue that looked semi-soft and juicy, and then relied on those foul-smelling foamy things to resist the impact damage of the explosion.

The other guy was even scarier.

This guy seemed to be able to form a circle of bubble film around his body, instantly wrapping the two of them inside, isolating them from the effects of corrosion.

Then, after this "balloon" cushioned behind the cell wall and withstood the explosion, it could actually "rebound," quickly bulging up and bursting outward with a "pop," scattering a lot of foul-smelling "foam blocks" everywhere.

"Find cover!"

Wayne quickly reminded everyone as he saw it, and quickly hid his head behind the trunk of a tree.

Fortunately, those cellular "foam blocks" seemed unable to continue to proliferate after leaving the tissue, corroding the surroundings while self-dissolving, gradually turning into strangely colored soup.

Ugh...

Using this thing to hit people, this is too disgusting.

Realizing that their tracks had been exposed, the two guys quickly began to move away from the direction of the detective agency's courtyard.

Wayne and the agents formed a large circle, constantly searching for targets in the center and firing.

The two guys unscrupulously created piles and piles of "foam," seemingly knowing the surrounding terrain quite well, and retreated all the way to a tributary, with the last large bubble jumping into the river.

Unlike what is shown in many TV dramas, the speed of bullets decreases rapidly after they enter the water.

Basically, as long as the water is deep enough to drown people, it is difficult for people hiding underwater to be injured by bullets.

The river near the detective agency has varying depths, but as long as it was previously used for cargo transportation, it would generally not be too shallow.

After trying to shoot into the water for a while, and throwing a few high-explosive explosives down, although it stirred up water and some unlucky fish doing backstrokes, they never saw blood, nor did they see anyone floating up.

They failed to catch anyone in this wave, and everyone had to return disappointed.

They seemed to have come again in the second half of the night. Everyone didn't see anyone, but the alarm device set up near the river in the courtyard was triggered.

After a few tubes of explosives, the fine net still didn't catch any "big fish."

Wayne pondered for a while, feeling that the style of the people who came this time was different from the previous batches from Cohen Pharmaceuticals.

Not only were they more coordinated with each other, but their combat intentions also seemed different.

If he had to say it, they were a bit like the three "roadblocks" they encountered on the way before,

with a more "effortless" or "opportunistic" sense of cunning.

He had Liam wake up the Cohen Pharmaceuticals captive who was still recovering from his injuries in the cellar, and confirmed again.

He didn't know all the extraordinary abilities of those former colleagues, but based only on what he knew, it was definitely not in the style of tonight.

He even said that he didn't know about those three "roadblocks."

Unfortunately, two of the three "roadblocks" from before were shattered on the spot, and the other body was handed over to the local exorcism department. The detective agency didn't have any portraits or anything, so there was no way for the captive to identify their faces.

So Wayne could only temporarily continue to blame Cohen Pharmaceuticals, wondering if that Mr. Baker already had "successors."

...

After dawn, Wayne got into the van and took Luke Matthew, who hadn't slept well all night, to Richmond.

After arriving at the cathedral, he went to Tom Hagen as usual.

Luke Matthew seemed to be entering the depths of the cathedral for the first time. He wasn't a very devout believer, but he surprisingly felt a sense of "stability" in the atmosphere inside.

Wayne was already a relatively rare person who liked the "taste of holy water," but even Wayne didn't like the scorching feeling in the depths of the cathedral.

So Wayne thought about the areas mainly occupied by the "Church of Light," and the more he looked at Luke Matthew, the more he felt that he fit the characteristics of the "target."

Unfortunately, Tom Hagen didn't listen to Wayne's suggestion, saying that the cathedral couldn't arrange for people to control Luke Matthew and McKen Reeve before things were confirmed,

but just had Luke Matthew follow the monks to do a "physical examination," and would also conduct some relatively mild "purification."

When that Mr. Weisman came a few days ago, he only brought a list with a final payment of over 5,000 US dollars, but this part of the check wasn't directly given to Wayne.

However, Wayne didn't want to handle it anyway. After explaining the reason to Tom Hagen, he handed over the list.

Tom Hagen didn't seem to expect this from Wayne. He was a little surprised when he looked at the list.

He said that he would report this matter to Bishop Corleone, and then jokingly asked Wayne what kind of reward he hoped to receive.

I want extraordinary materials from the "death" domain!

Then let Inessa decoct them all into injections, and see who dares to come to the detective agency to cause trouble.

Unfortunately, worldly money can only be exchanged for worldly rewards, and besides, the church can't really be considered a place where you can bargain.

After Wayne probed a little, he finally came up with a relatively compromise idea:

"If possible, I hope the church can use this money to set up some training courses to provide those unemployed believers with the opportunity to learn a skill."

Donations, of course, are used for charity.

Tom Hagen thought this idea was not bad, but he was still a little curious, "There don't seem to be many training courses that can help ordinary people find employment. Even the church can only try to give poor children the opportunity to learn to read. Do you have any ideas in this regard?"

"I come from Canks State. There are actually many ranches in the west that can be used to develop breeding, and the output and price of milk are not very high at present, mainly limited by the problem of too short shelf life. If we can tap into this market and make them all into cheese, I believe there will be profit margins."

"But judging from the price, the demand for cheese doesn't seem to be as high as you think..."

"I currently have an idea. If the local church produces extra cheese because of this, I may be able to purchase it in unlimited quantities and have a way to sell it all. This way, the church can not only provide some devout believers with a relatively long-term and stable job, but the resulting returns may also be more worthwhile."