Chapter 301: NO.63: A demon brought people to the church for treatment
NO.63:A demon brought people to the church for treatment.
"Master, I'm ready."
Aomo was sitting on the living-room sofa in an almost idiotic silent posture, with the trainer and mercenary practical test of two online courses open, when he suddenly heard words coming from behind him.
His scattered gaze instantly solidified.
He glanced at the notes beneath the two online-course screens, which could be called gibberish, and directly closed the webpage.
Then he lowered his head and glanced at the card between the fingers of his left hand.
His mind wasn't focused enough, the notes were a complete mess, and there was no need to keep them.
The test failed; even if he could multitask, the trainer's and mercenary's professional knowledge still deviated too far, making parallel learning ineffective.
It seems the power of the Galatron card isn't as omnipotent as he imagined, or perhaps the approach of borrowing it is wrong?
Indeed, he should first use the analysis function to scan through all the data of one specialty.
By the way, use instruments to observe whether the brain crystal in this process shows any change.
Although he is not a researcher, when it comes to his own physical condition, Aomo will not rely solely on feeling.
After all, he is a trainer who can acknowledge the functions of the series of testing instruments—blood oxygen, cardiac potential, heart rate, electromyogram, etc. —provided by Ailisuzhi.
Not using available tools would be wasteful; Aomo had already, under the supervision of Xin Tiao and Suzi, made one attempt to reproduce the Galatron analysis state seen when parsing magic formulas at the Magic Staff exhibition.
At that time, his crystal state indeed showed a data increase like a 'software update'.
Even the Witch Beast acknowledged it.
This also elevated the importance of the Galatron monster card to another level.
It can also be used for research assistance, for learning, and even to optimize the brain's crystal—although there are still limits, after all the hardware version is low, but this is obviously not a problem.
Both researchers quite wanted Aomo to leave the card with them.
Although it cannot be used directly (Aomo also firmly does not allow them to try recklessly), Xin Tiao Xi had already studied those few disposable cards of Aomo, and had some insights on 'how to bypass the monster nature's crushing erosion to utilize its power'.
Moreover, the Galatron in the card is of the relatively stable 'mechanical entity' type:
Although as one aspect of the Civil Arbiter it possesses a weapon concept, destined to make its stance on certain logic rather extreme.
But because it is a power condensed into the card, it has no actual self.
It is more a simple judgment intelligence based on computational logic—a tool-like state of 'you ask, I answer; you say, I do'.
Aomo is not distrustful of Xin Tiao and Suzi's expertise in logical understanding, but today, especially this morning, he indeed needs to bring the Galatron card.
The reason is the Mei Pu Bourbon standing behind the sofa.
On the morning of July 4th, Aomo had an appointment time reserved with the Blessed Gospel Class.
Naturally, he was taking her there.
"Ready?" he stood up, smoothly putting the card into the pocket's card case, then turned his head to glance at Bourbon, who had changed into everyday clothes.
As before when seeing Mi Yu, it was rare that he wasn't wearing the Tressen uniform with sportswear effect, but instead a jacket plus hoodie, a neat outfit.
Mainly white with black accents, as simple and neat as her usual impression.
Just that the pants were a bit flashy… in his brown-tinged view he noticed the dark-patterned seven‑quarter pants, and Aomo nodded without commenting.
"Then let's go."
"Master, I want to confirm a potential hazard."
"Ask."
"Is the vehicle a Beta motorcycle? According to database confirmation, the mechanical proportion of modern motorcycles has increased to 70% compared to the past."
"Beta motorcycles will only increase, and even I can't clarify the situation, but there's no need to worry."
"Is… that so?"
"Ah… if your attribute that clashes with electronics can affect it all, then perhaps you qualify for the monster exhibition."
"Recognizing a new concept: Bourbon is a monster?"
"You misunderstood; I mean your debuff isn't qualified to affect a Beta motorcycle."
"The malignant fate of the Earth horse‑racing soul to take effect on alien cutting‑edge technology is arguably too broad."
"I see, the information update for the Beta motorcycle is complete."
"It seems what needs to be changed is not just the way of speaking, but also the logical premise."
Watching Bourbon, who upon hearing that the Beta motorcycle wouldn't be broken by himself, instantly became excited and patted and poked the seat, metal frame, and even the exhaust port, Aomo sighed.
He was met with the other's doubtful gaze beneath a calm face.
Just thinking that he still hopes the other will comfort and improve Mi Yu's mental state in the future, even a demon would feel the task is arduous.
Of course, it's only arduous, not hopeless.
So he didn't say more, just swung his leg onto the vehicle.
"Stop poking, get on."
"Yes! Master!"
——
A day in the Blessed Gospel Class begins at 5:30 am.
This might be a bit early, but for the ascetics in the church and some angels, it is exactly the right time.
They clean the sanctuary, corridors, reception hall, and main gate, adorn them with divine arts to enhance purity, maintain the network for believers' convenience, and only then begin actual work.
For this, they don't even need to hire cleaners specially, nor even a sweeping robot.
Of course, the mechanical department that merged into the Blessed Gospel Class a few years ago did bring in a few sweeping robots, even some self‑assembled ones; the members accustomed to cleaning themselves were somewhat unaccustomed, but they went along.
After all, the Blessed Gospel Class's technological development has been rapid in recent years, and nowadays anyone who can stay in the Blessed Gospel Class must have a sufficiently open mind.
Otherwise, the many sects with similar but not identical doctrines would have long since beaten the dog‑brains out.
Pagans are forever more hateful than heretics—the establishment and growth of the Blessed Gospel Class have always been accompanied by blood, and only when it grew to a certain size did it have the leeway to cleanse the dried blood.
The composite religious organization that unites all monotheistic religions had its first pope as the sixth Terra leader.
The man who, in the name of Terra, led the core construction of the Heart of Terra, relied on abundant martial virtue rather than playing with scriptures.
And after that, each successive pope also upheld this idea, and moreover had the support of the Heart of Terra; thus, the stability of the Blessed Gospel Class has always been consistent, only the opportunity to take action has indeed become much less.
After all, the situation of the religion's crossing over has become much less since the war era; scattered crossing heretics and such, if they want to join they can, if not, no pressure.
Local proselytizing can't compete with the Blessed Gospel Class; doing some illegal operations will only get you killed faster.
In terms of the outcome, it is always a comprehensive victory for it.
After all, having developed for nearly a thousand years, all missionary methods are just leftovers.
You don't even see that these guys have brought out their ultimate move of sending holiday gifts, eggs, and washbasins; so 'dirty', who could stop them! Damn, what religion could still stop them!
Upload speed is astonishing; download speed, needless to say, is invincible fiber optic service, making it even dirtier.
As for selling holy water, holy artifacts and such, it's a traditional classic, an ancestral method unchanged for thousands of years—the key is that it really works!
In the Gospel Class there aren't lacking saints and angels; even the objects they have baptized, even those they have eliminated, indeed have been infused with extraordinary power, but compared to the powerful 'holy artifacts' in the public eye, their purity is somewhat lower.
No big problem, just lower the price.
Of course, the most effective are those subtle rituals, such as baptism, such as worship, also such as exorcism—people will subconsciously think of this place; that is the biggest publicity advertisement.
Every year, month, week, day there will be countless believers and potential believers walking this path, among whom there are even not lacking those who in ancient times would have been considered heretics: 'wizards', 'devils', 'vampires', 'demons' and the like.
Just like today.
am9:10, rain.
Before the rain barrier constructed by divine techniques of the Blessed Gospel Class, there is indeed a youth with a strong Hei'an aura, accompanied by a young horse girl, paying a visit.
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