It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 262: It's not that the Pope is not worthy, but that delivering food is more cost-effective

"Name: Golden Ointment of Painful Miracle (One-time)"

"Type: Props"

"Quality: Perfect"

"Effect: After applying, it reduces the damage taken by the player (including the loss of sanity), and increases the recovery speed. The speed is positively correlated with the player's pain level, and lasts for three minutes."

“Note: The more hardship a person can endure, the more suffering he will endure.”

“Can I take out a copy: Yes”

Wow, perfect quality props.

But think about it, the things that the City Hall specifically requested can't be ordinary stuff.

Unfortunately, although the thing is good, he still has to rely on the City Hall to solve the peacock issue.

Moreover, he already has an item called Heart of the Ocean that reduces damage and increases recovery speed. Although there are restrictions on its use, it can be used anyway.

Moreover, perfect disposable props like this are actually inconvenient to use.

You are reluctant to use it in small situations, and you don't have time to use it in big situations. You may end up hoarding it until you die, so it is better to use excellent equipment.

"Yes, that's it."

While hypnotizing himself, Liu Zheng put the twisted Holy Grail into the system space.

"So, do I need to return this to you?"

He asked, pointing at the barbed armor on his body.

"The great baptism is complete, my lord, you can take off your armor."

The old woman said.

"Oh, okay."

Liu Zheng took off his armor, revealing his scarred body underneath.

Anko showed an expression of pity, but the old woman looked shocked.

She knew very well that the other party's situation should be much more miserable than this.

"Miracle! This is a painful miracle!"

She knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Liu Zheng continuously, not stopping even when her head was broken.

The helmeted man also knelt on the ground, and although he did not kowtow, he put his head close to the ground.

"It's not wrong to call it a miracle, but it's a pity that it's not a painful miracle."

Liu Zheng muttered to himself.

Of course, he was very smart and didn't say it out loud.

"Get up, or no one will open the door for me if I faint."

Liu Zheng said.

"My lord, where are you going?"

The old woman looked up when she heard this.

"I was sent by the restaurant to do procurement for Art. He is the guide I hired. Now that I have fulfilled my promise and sent his family to the Church of Pain, it is natural for me to continue working."

He said, pointing at Anko.

"Restaurant? Purchasing?"

The old woman looked bewildered.

It was hard for her to imagine how someone who could easily pass the baptism would end up working as a purchasing agent in a restaurant?

Are talented people in the outside world so worthless?

"Sir, in this case, you might as well stay in the church. Once the true body of the Twisted Saint is brought back, you can succeed the Pope. With living saints like you who have passed the Great Baptism, the church will surely prosper again."

The old woman said quickly.

"Come on, how can you possibly prosper?"

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes.

"Not everyone has miracles like me. With your doctrine, the more devout the believers, the faster they die. In the end, either all of them are false believers, or everyone will die."

he said unceremoniously.

"When you become Pope, you will naturally be able to make new comments on the doctrine."

The old woman took the opportunity to say.

"I don't have the time. It's not that I can't be the Pope, but delivering food is more cost-effective."

Liu Zheng said, shaking his head.

After seven days, he would either return to Metropolis or close the copy directly. In any case, it was impossible for him to stay in At.

Even if we count Anko's family and Fulla, there are only seven people in total.

It would be shameful to mention the Pope of seven followers.

"Then please at least help me find the true body of the Twisted Saint."

The old woman's true intentions are revealed.

"No time."

Liu Zheng continued to refuse.

"There are still some treasures in the church's treasury. If you find the true body of the Twisted Saint, I can give them all to you."

The old woman gritted her teeth.

"That's interesting. Keep going."

He nodded. "I wonder if your Excellency needs to purchase anything else? We can help you with that."

The old woman thought for a moment and said.

"For common things, the tavern owner can help. However, I do have a list that I need your help to look at."

Liu Zheng took out his diary and opened it.

"Can you see what's on it?"

he asked.

"All I can see is a blank space, your Excellency."

The old woman shook her head.

It seems that this is the effect of "blocking cognition".

Liu Zheng nodded, took out Bai Langzi's poem manuscript, and copied part of the city hall's list on it.

"now what?"

He handed the notebook to the old woman.

"That's all right, my Lord."

The old woman took the notebook and read it carefully.

"My lord, I may know where this is."

She quickly pointed to a line of words and said.

"Oh?"

Liu Zheng looked at where she pointed, and it said Tomel's Holy Grail.

"where is it?"

he asked.

"There is a golden cup in the church's treasury, which was dug out from underground ruins. It is the remains of an ancient civilization, and the people of this ancient civilization seem to be called Tomer."

The old woman said.

"seem?"

"Yes, this is the result of research by Karl Karens College, and the church also learned about it through some methods."

The old woman hesitated and said.

Since it was speculated that the true body of the Twisted Saint was stolen by the Karkarens Academy, the Church of Pain would naturally not sit idly by and make no effort.

After all, it was once the only church in Ate, and although it has declined now, it still has some mass base.

Although I am powerless to knock on their door, I can still try to find out some information.

"Is that so? Then take it and have a look."

Liu Zheng said casually.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."

The old woman nodded to the helmeted man.

The helmeted man stood up and walked deeper into the church.

Soon, he walked up to Liu Zheng with a golden cup.

"My Lord, this is the golden cup that was dug out from the ruins of Tomel."

The old woman took the golden cup from the helmeted man and handed it to Liu Zheng with both hands.

"Why didn't he just give it to me?"

Liu Zheng asked casually.

"He is a sinner and is not qualified to be in contact with the noble saint."

The old woman replied somewhat awkwardly.

"There are only two people in the church, and there is a sinner in it. What sin has he committed?"

He asked somewhat speechlessly.

"Sir, could you please bow your head?"

The old woman said with some embarrassment.

"Oh."

Liu Zheng lowered his head as he was told.

"He masochized himself before the statue of the Twisted Saint."

The old woman spoke in a voice as thin as a mosquito's.

"Sigh~"

He looked at the helmeted man with awe.

Wow, you can even do this?

It's a pity that this kid is in a small place like the Church of Pain. If he were in a big city, he might be able to join the Chaos Club and become a foreman or something.

"Can I pardon him?"

Liu Zheng asked.

Although it's a bit perverted, it's harmless to people.

It is ridiculous to expose sinners in a church with only two people. Just consider it as a good deed done that day.

(End of this chapter)