Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 179 Locking the New World

Late night museum.

When everything was quiet, a unique carnival was taking place in the museum.

Those once silent specimen statues seemed to be given life, dancing to the music coming from the speakers, enjoying the long-lost freedom.

In the past month, due to renovations, various staff members have been in the museum almost 24 hours a day.

Because of Rango's order, even if they were resurrected, they could only continue to pretend to be specimens and stay quietly in their respective positions. Now the renovation has been completed, and the curator has been replaced by the familiar Rango. Therefore, in the past few days, laughter and joy have never stopped in the museum.

At this moment, in the curator's office upstairs, after a loud cheer, Heather leaned softly on Rango's chest, her breathing a little rapid, with a dazed light flashing in her eyes.

Rango gently smoothed the hair that was scattered on her face and asked softly, "Are you doing your job as an assistant well?"

"Um"

Heather tried to stand up, and nodded with satisfaction while sorting out her clothes: "Very good, the colleagues here are very friendly, and with your protection, they also respect me very much."

Rango nodded slightly. Unlike other companies, the staff structure of the Natural History Museum was very simple. In addition to the staff in the exhibition hall, the majority were technicians who restored cultural relics behind the scenes. As a result, the interpersonal relationships here were simple and pure. Almost everyone had a stable job and there were no workplace disputes.

He put on his clothes with Heather's help, patted her butt, and asked casually: "If one day, I want to live in another world, would you like to go with me?"

"Other worlds?" Heather said puzzledly: "I don't understand."

"It literally means a world that is different from the one we live in now," Rango explained.

Heather didn't hesitate at all this time and nodded directly: "Of course I am willing to be with you anywhere."

"OK."

Rango smiled and decided that if he couldn't save the world, he would take Heather with him and escape to another world.

In the past, he fell into a misunderstanding, thinking that Yuumi's magic book was extremely precious, so precious that the chance to travel to other worlds had to be counted on one's fingers.

But after Teddy's reminder, he realized again that since there was no limit on the number of people, what would be wrong with bringing more people if the world really was destroyed?
We can even hold a private auction. Cash may not work, but gold and other things are still valuable even in other worlds. Besides money, we can also bid on other things, such as beautiful female bodies.
Snapped!
Rango immediately slapped his forehead and cleared his dirty thoughts. After going to Clam Town, he felt that his moral bottom line seemed to be getting lower and lower.

After Heather left the office and went home, he packed up and went to the exhibition hall.

Before, when he came back from the mysterious island and entrusted the golden altar to Amos to find someone to process it, the old man strongly requested that the altar be made into a golden cross. At that time, due to being busy and there were always staff working late at night in the museum, he did not ask much. This time, he had the chance, and he would ask clearly.

Entering the exhibition hall, the old man was the same as always, probably because he was not afraid of lung cancer, he always had a cigar in his mouth and puffed out smoke.
The two chatted for a while, and then Rango asked his doubts.

Hearing this, Amos smiled and asked, "Rango, have you ever thought about your advantages compared to other dark creatures?"

"Ok?"

Rango frowned and pondered for a moment.

He is very fast, but many of the enemies he encounters almost all have the skill of teleportation, so this is definitely not an advantage.

The ability to fly? Needless to say, there are countless dark creatures that can fly.

It seems that his only real reliance is the strong body and defense granted by the Dragon Body, as well as the blue light granted by the system, which can cause extra damage to various supernatural creatures. Before he could answer, Amos said: "Your strongest ability is close combat, especially your strong physical strength combined with the fighting skills learned from the mouse, and finally your superpower of emitting blue light. You are invincible."

"However, your weakness is also obvious. You don't have any magic power in your body. If you encounter many opponents with other supernatural powers, especially those with long-range attack capabilities, if the opponent's speed is not worse than yours, you will easily fall into a passive position."

"So what?" Rango asked in confusion.

Amos said mysteriously, "I have an old friend who forges sacred weapons in the Vatican. Ask someone to bring the altar to him and give him my letter of introduction. He will surely forge a golden cross for you that contains the power of faith."

"Once this cross is inserted into the ground, it will open a forbidden magic area. Anyone who does not believe in God will lose their magic power in this area."

“Even those who are said to be immortal will be deprived of the power from their bloodlines in the realm of God’s power, and will be at the mercy of others like ordinary people.”

".Fuck!" Rango said in shock: "Why didn't you tell me earlier that there was such a good thing?"

Thinking of the scene described by Amos, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, but then he thought of a question and asked hurriedly: "You just said that only those who don't believe in God will be suppressed, what if the other party believes in God?"

"Oh, then the strength will be infinitely enhanced." Amos said honestly.

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Rango was speechless for a moment. Seeing this, Amos started his missionary work again: "So you might as well join Catholicism. Don't forget that I baptized and blessed your eyes with my own hands. You are already half a Catholic. Why don't you just join? If you develop well, maybe when the world is destroyed, you can go back to heaven with the angels, right?"

Rango glanced at him a few times and sneered unhappily. Amos was good in every way except for one thing: he always wanted to persuade him to join the Vatican.

It would be fine if he was a homosexual with a copper smelting fetish, but he was a middle-aged man with normal sexual orientation, worth tens of millions, with female friends that could be counted on one hand, and he was backed by the largest official underground organization in North America.

Unless one is mentally ill, there is no way he would join the Vatican and become something like the combat priest that Amos mentioned.

"Don't think about you. It's impossible for me to believe in God."

Rango raised his eyebrows and continued, "Besides, our world may not be destroyed. Even if that day comes, I have my own place to go, which is no worse than heaven."

"Oh?" After hearing this, Amos looked towards Yumi who was playing among the dinosaur skeletons in the distance and asked curiously, "Have you decided to go to other worlds?"

"That's right!"

Rango's eyes were firm. "My plan is to first find a world suitable for us to survive and gain a foothold. Then, we will go to the worlds with many strong people and seek their help and support."

"So do you have a goal in mind?"

"yeah."

Rango smiled, his eyes seemed to penetrate the barriers of time and space, and cast towards a distant unknown place: "That is a world with many people with super powers."

"Where's the time?"

"tomorrow."

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(End of this chapter)