Bird also had no intention of looking for the hair that had been blown away by the cold wind, so he directly picked up a new one with the wooden chopsticks, and deliberately pressed it hard, with his back to the wind. After the wooden chopsticks were taken away, he stared blankly for a few seconds, and saw that it was firmly fixed on the back of his left hand for a few seconds, and then he silently recited his main god space.

White light filled his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the hair was still sticking to the back of his left hand, and Bird exhaled.

At this moment, he heard a sound from space, and just as he had guessed, he succeeded.

'Is there an uptake study for the discovery of new germs?Energy consumption points: 200, time: 5 hours'

"Research," Bird hurriedly read, and he was not short of this energy point now.

In the next second, I received a notification from the system panel that a new germ research project had appeared on the panel, and the countdown began.

In the evening, Mick was in the house preparing to rest. In the past few days, I have finally soothed my mental condition, and I don't have the nervousness I felt when I first came out of the story space, and I have no dreams when I fall asleep, which is the best proof of this.

'Oooo

Mick's coat, which had just been halfway off, quickly put it on again, and walked directly towards the door.

Previously, although members of the Order would stand guard outside Mick's house from time to time, due to the recent cold weather, Mick had already canceled this mission. Looking at the entire city of Stanlow, his strength is still the best, so he is not afraid to be alone.

Mick's first action was not to pick up the note, but to step on it, and then directly unfastened the bolt, pushed open the door, and looked around but there was no trace, only the biting cold wind burrowed into his body, and flakes of snow fell down on the house.

After waiting for a long time and not seeing any movement outside the house, Mick picked up the note. He stretched out one of his sleeves and put it on his hand and picked it up.

Shaking the snowflakes on it, this little note looked at it.

Two fingers wide, the size of a palm, with a few words written on it.

'Divine revelation failed', this failure is written very seriously.

Mick frowned slightly, directly crumpled the note into a ball, and regardless of the snowflakes outside the house, he walked out of the house and glanced around a few times, but still nothing was gained.

Mick coughed lightly, then inexplicably said "I see", turned and re-entered the room, and locked the door. As I passed by the stove, I threw the little note into the fire, took off my coat, and climbed into bed to rest, as if nothing had happened.

The next morning, before dawn, Mick had woken up.

Unlike usual, Mick didn't have breakfast at home, put on his clothes, washed his face with the warm water that had been hung on the stove last night, and went out.

There were already two people waiting outside the door, none other than the two deputies, Lensha and Gna.

"Let's not go to the station, go to the Black Bear and the Tree Tavern," he said, and walked in the other direction of the street. The two deputies were stunned, but seeing that Mick had already taken a few steps forward, they had to hurry to follow.

"My lord, one person died yesterday. This man's name is Archibald, and he fell into an ice cave outside the city yesterday and didn't come up. Later, after being fished out, it was already a ball of ice, and it was buried alive by the family. The burial location is the same as the person who died a few days ago, and it was buried in a random place, and I have written down the place, and I can call it out in time if necessary."

"My lord, the underground gangs and casino gangs led by Dyna, we have almost figured it out, should we take advantage of these few days to get rid of it, borrow some oil and water, so that adults can have a good holiday"

The two deputies followed behind Mick all the way to report on yesterday's situation, the left opening saw a mouth full of white mist, and the right opening also saw a mouth full of white fog constantly spewing out. Compared to the two long white snakes that erupted from Mick's nose, they were as regular as two sprayers with their timed settings on.

Along the way, the two of them were also used to Mick not asking questions, and only after all the reports were over to summarize the answers, so there was nothing suspicious about them.

One of the must-see places to get to the Black Bear and Tree Tavern is the Church of Arthurs, which has become more and more alive in Stanlo City as the Salvation Society has been gone for a long time, and its representative Church of Arthurs is now renovated in great style.

However, Mick did not come to see the church this time, but to find someone.

Under the surprised eyes of the two lieutenants, Mick stopped directly outside the church, called the workers who were cleaning the church, and informed the church, and soon saw a young priest walking out of the church.

Not Priest Barry, though.

The young priest seemed to be a resident of Stanlow, and was in awe when he saw the three Micks. He nodded his head and paid homage to the three of them.

Mick returned the favor, and the two lieutenants followed.

"May I ask if Priest Barry is in the church?" said Mick, not knowing if it was because he had inhaled too much cold air, but he saw only a few wisps of white smoke, which then dissipated.

The young priest seemed to have been prepared, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Priest Barry suddenly had an understanding yesterday and immediately went into retreat and meditated."

"I wonder when Priest Barry will be out of the country?"

"It's hard to say, half a month and a year are often the same," the young priest's eyes were clear, and he was not timid when he was stared at by Mick.

"Then who is in charge of the Revelation now," Mick smiled, and the young priest's gaze dodged.

"Priest Duncan"

"Then I asked the priest to greet Priest Duncan on my behalf, saying that the refugee camp was in urgent need of God to save my life."

"Priest Duncan had been in retreat a few days ago, and now he can't be contacted, and I don't know where he is retreating," the young priest shook his head, Mick's face a little embarrassed. The two adjutants also knew the strangeness of this matter, and did not dare to say anything more.

"Well, if Priest Duncan comes out, convey this sentence to him on my behalf: The Salvation Society is gone, but it is not a day when it will not come back"

After saying that, Mike spat out a long dragon of white mist, turned around and walked directly in the opposite direction. It was the way from which it came, and it was also the place that led to the Knights' station, in the exact opposite direction to the Black Bear and the Tree Tavern.

The three of them walked all the way, regardless of the splash that had already stained their clothes and pants, and the residents of Stanlow, who wanted to say hello to Mick, saw that the three of them were menacing, and they all leaned aside silently, and only after the three Mick had passed, did they go back to the avenue.

Immediately, there was a lot of discussion in the city.