Something unknown is always unsettling, especially when it is around you and you can't find it, and the vigilance will be infinitely magnified. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Compared to the tedious and grief-stricken atmosphere of Eastern funerals, Catholic (old-church) funerals are significantly simpler and quieter.

The Old Church members sat peacefully in the church and listened to Father Doron chanting the "Words of Eternal Life", and then prayed together for the deceased, wishing the deceased Catholics the guidance of heaven.

Then, the funeral officially began.

According to the usual rules, the next steps are: mass for the deceased, sprinkle holy water, carry incense on the stove, pray for the faithful, enter the coffin, and carry the burial......

However, since the six people died at the hands of vampires, it was not appropriate to open the coffin, and the steps such as sprinkling holy water, carrying incense on the stove, and praying for blessings were naturally omitted.

Father Doron is a wise man who is about to become a bishop, and his every word and syllable is convincingly convincing, and the atmosphere of the church is always in a strange state of sadness but unusually peaceful.

Perhaps this is the power of faith.

John's face was calm, but the thoughts that kept coming up in his heart kept him calm for a long time, and he sat on the right side of the first row, his eyes wandering off the priest, and slowly he finally noticed something unusual.

From the outside, this old man is a wise man with a gentle personality, no matter who he is, what status, what status he can get the most sincere blessings and the most kind smile in front of him.

But the moment he inadvertently threw up his sleeves, two dent scars on the outside of his left arm that differed by nearly 15cm were instantly exposed to John's field of vision.

The dent is not big, but it is very deep, and it looks weird when it sinks into the muscles as if two pieces of flesh are missing out of thin air.

Physiologically, in order to form a dent of this magnitude, his arm must be pressed by a foreign object for a long time, but for a priest who does not know how to work on a daily basis, what can be the long-term pressure on his arm?

John couldn't figure it out, and he didn't have time to think about it, and as the funeral came to an end, he realized that he couldn't sit down here, he had to do something, and after greeting the people around him, he got up and walked out of the side door through the side door.

The village church was already small, except for a single-storey attic for communion with the faithful, and all that remained was three small houses, one for the priest's rest room, and the other two were presumably kitchens and places for miscellaneous items.

John glanced around, and walked unhurriedly towards the three rooms.

However, just when he was only three meters away from the warehouse, a deep voice suddenly came from behind him,

"Sir, do you need help?"

John's body stiffened slightly, and his mind turned around casually, glanced at the church deacon who appeared in the shade of the tree at some point, and said embarrassedly,

"I had a bad stomach at noon, is the toilet here?"

"The toilet is in the woods north of the main hall, this is a private area, please don't mess in." The deacon said expressionlessly, his long white coat moved without wind, and inadvertently exuded a strong momentum.

"Oh! It's in the north! ”

John covered his forehead and took the opportunity to hide the azure circle of light in the iris of his left eye, he smiled awkwardly and said,

"I'm so sorry, I was in the wrong place."

After speaking, John didn't stop at all, turned around and walked north, until the faint murderous eyes that had been staying on his back completely disappeared, and he dodged into the woods next to him, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Cross tattoos!

A village church deacon has a tattoo of a cross on his arm, which is said to be unique only to Templars.

Damn it! What are these people? What exactly do they want to do?

John took a deep breath, opened the blue circle of light on the iris of his left eye, and said,

"Zero, send out the data you measured."

Please wait......

Name: Unknown

Gender: Male

Bone age: between 28 and 35 years

Height: 183cm

Weight: between 110kg and 130kg

Heart rate: 36

Number of breaths per minute: between 8 and 11

…… Due to the distance, other detailed data cannot be obtained for the time being.

Overall Assessment: Dangerous

Advice: Stay away

Looking at this data sheet, John only felt a roar in his head, his mouth opened wide, and he couldn't speak for half a sound.

The normal heart rate is 75, but his is only 36, which is less than half of the average person, even if it is a professional athlete, it is not so exaggerated!

Moreover, he only needs to breathe 8 to 11 times per minute, has this guy practiced the legendary Turtle Breath Gong?

"Zero, are you sure you're not mistaken?" John said incredulously,

"No, it's precisely calculated data, and you can't go wrong!"

"Then look at this human body data, is this a normal human being able to have?"

Rarely, as a smart housekeeper with cutting-edge technology in the 21st century, he was silent.

"I weigh between 110kg and 130kg, but I'm only 183cm tall, okay! I think I'm going to do the math. John took the branch and gestured to the ground as he said to himself,

"He was dressed in a simple white dress, and it was naturally impossible for him to carry other heavy objects, so 110kg to 130kg should be a net weight; He's not strong, he looks about the same as himself, so the mass divided by the volume, his body density is about ...... of mine."

"1.53 times."

Zero replied, seemingly aware of the importance of the matter, and the data hub was running at high speed, trying to decipher the terrifying information hidden in the simple form.

"The overall density ratio is 1.53, and then remove the blood, structure and tissue, solution and other non-energy systems in the body, his muscle density is almost more than twice that of the owner, according to the point of view of exercise physiology, twice the muscle density will burst out at least 3 times the impact force, and in addition to the bone strength that complements the muscles, it can even reach as much as 5 times, in addition, his breathing per minute ......"

John sat there, quietly looking at Zero's analysis catalogue, interacting with it from time to time.

Gradually, as various hidden data surfaced, John's expression gradually changed from solemn to irrepressible ecstasy.

3 times the jumping power of ordinary people, 5 times the impact power of ordinary people, three times the endurance of ordinary people, in addition, there is also strong resistance to hitting and recovery.

This superhuman power would actually appear in the body of a normal human.

John's eyes were wild, he looked in the direction of the church, opened his hands, and said, "Zero, do you know what I want to do most right now?" ”

"Can't guess!"

"The most important thing I want to do now is to rush into that storeroom, beat that guy half to death, and drag him to an unknown corner and perform all kinds of punishments until he gets the secret to this kind of body from his mouth."

Greed is the original sin, and John is not exempt from vulgarity, especially when he discovers that there are still such powerful humans in this world, and the ambition in his heart is like a volcano bursting out of control, and he has never been so eager to have this power.

"As the top technology of the 21st century, I would also like to know how he can push the limits of human physiology, but as the personal steward of the master, I do not recommend that you carry out this impossible idea of finding death."

"Looking for death?"

The corners of John's mouth turned up slightly, and his pale green eyes inadvertently flashed a trace of blood-colored madness, and he said softly,

"What do I say if I tell Serena about the Templars hiding in the church?"

After saying a word, the surroundings became extremely quiet in an instant, invisible killing machines filled the air, even the sunlight became dimmed, and gusts of cold wind blew, carrying the ruthless slaughter of autumn and fallen leaves.

After a long time, a slightly frightened voice appeared in John's mind,

"Master, do you really want to do this?"

"What do you say?" John asked rhetorically with a blank face,

“……”

"Hah! Ha! Ha! Ha! ”

John burst out laughing and teased at the virtual panel,

"Look at you, I'm the young master of Condon Manor, how can I force my people to a dead end, don't worry, I won't do that."

After saying that, John turned off the virtual panel, and when he saw the huge chimney rising in the church cemetery, he quickly stood up, patted the weeds on his buttocks, and walked over quickly with a cane.

The funeral is coming to an end, and as the young master of the manor, he has to go over anyway.