Superman, a hero product from America in his previous life, has super strength, super hearing, super perception, hot eye rays and other abilities.

Even because of its abnormal ability to restore and regenerate its cells, Superman is immortal and unaffected by disease and injury.

Carefully experience the changes in the body and recall the general impression of Superman. York thought of his four attributes.

The four major categories of attributes he possesses, life, spirit, and magic, have always been linked to various attributes and abilities, and when one attribute is enhanced, it will cause a chain reaction and drive the growth of other abilities.

Don't compare everything, these abilities are similar to superhuman abilities in comparison.

Physique links strength, agility and other abilities.

The increase in health also gives his cells the ability to recover and regenerate like Superman, and it also makes him younger.

Not to mention the mental ability brought by the spirit after breaking 100......

Given the time to develop, he could indeed become a new generation of alternative Superman, and given enough time to develop, he could be stronger than Superman.

"That's not bad." York's eyelids twitched slightly.

At this time, what York didn't know was that his destructive power was being reflected in the eyes of Jeffrey and the others who had just entered the building.

Except for Jeffrey, who already had a certain concept of the extraordinary, the rest of the officers, including Baker, who knew something about York, and one of them was all dumbfounded.

In their eyes, the entire building was already in ruins, and everywhere it was in tatters and dilapidated.

The bottom was full of potholes and wreckage, and the floors above were gone, except for a huge hollow with some remnants of masonry falling from time to time......

"You can't stay here any longer!"

After a quick glance, Jeffrey made a quick decision and led everyone out of the Reed apartment building, which can be defined as a dangerous building.

As soon as he came out, he was also busy, and the first thing he did was to block the news, and seal off this area to ensure that no one knew the truth in this building.

"Pull up the sealing line, set up a warning sign, and no one is allowed to approach."

"Understood!"

“……”

After giving the order, looking at his men walking around, Jeffrey sat back in the back of the police car, took out his mobile phone and dialed a call to report to the chief who had been waiting for news.

"Hey!"

A deep voice came from the phone.

Jeffrey looked serious.

"Report! Sir. ”

“……”

The last folder that has already been written is placed in a location where there are already many folders.

It has the name of York's on it.

Soon, the folder will go where it belongs.

Of course, this matter has nothing to do with York, and even if he knew, he didn't take it to heart.

For York, he just solved another paranormal event.

In front of a single-family house.

Yorkie looked at Brother Kenny, who had sent him and Erin home, and whispered.

"Brother Kenny, I'll write a report on this matter."

Hearing this, Brother Kenny nodded, "Yes, Priest. ”

"Hmm."

Yorks patted the roof of the car and smiled gently, "Go back, hard work." ”

"It's my pleasure to do something for you, Father York." Brother Kenny looked at the burly priest with a serious expression.

Hearing this, York smiled and didn't respond, picking up his backpack, which was getting shriveled under his feet, and took a step back.

Brother Kenny glanced at the trainee nun next to him, then released the brake pads and stepped on the accelerator pedal, and drove away from the car, disappearing in front of the two of them.

Seeing the taillights disappear, Yorks glanced at Irene, who seemed to be a little cramped after Brother Kenny left, and walked towards his detached house.

"Come in."

Holding another backpack, Erin hurriedly followed behind the priest, and she secretly took a look at the surroundings of the house, but she couldn't help but be curious.

"Father, is this your house?"

"Hmm."

York responded, pulling out the key and inserting it into the lock hole of the doorknob.

"Curious why I don't live in the church?"

Needless to say, Irene, I was really curious, the church has a lot of exclusive housing, so the priest generally chooses to live in the church, and the same is true for the deacons, nuns and monks who carry him.

"Sort of."

Yorks smiled and pushed open the front door, grabbed his backpack and walked in, from beginning to end, he could actually sense the thought of this trainee nun from Erin's expression.

"You'll know when you come in, times have changed, Erin."

As he spoke, York, who had already walked in, spoke.

"Turn on the lights, Nitya."

It's time to give this little nun who has been living in a convent a technological shock.

"Yes, sir." A soft female voice rang out from within.

Hearing the conversation, Erin took off her shoes and followed up, and asked cautiously,

"Is there anyone else? Father. ”

"No, it's a technological product of an intelligent system."

"Huh?"

Erin's thin eyebrows furrowed a little suspiciously, and she was about to say something, but the next scene made her stay in place with her backpack,

Suddenly, one after another headlights suddenly turned on automatically, illuminating everything in front of her and making her eyes widen.

An ornate chandelier hangs from the high ceiling, which is emitting a soft and warm glow that illuminates the entire space.

Spacious, bright and clean living room.

Exquisite sofa and coffee table.

Spacious TV.

There are also several paintings and works of art as decoration hanging on the walls, etc.,

It all seems very ......

Erin couldn't tell how she felt, but she did start to have some stage fright.

This is different from the seemingly exquisite space of the church, which makes her a little nowhere to put her feet, especially the soft carpet in front of her, which looks so expensive.

"Come in."

Yorks looked back at the hesitant Erin and smiled.

"Just get used to it."

“……”

Erin looked at the living room and the soft carpet beneath her feet, then at the priest with encouragement in her eyes, took a deep breath, and began to tentatively step on the carpet.

A soft and comfortable feeling, as if injecting a feeling of meticulous care into her feet, came from the soles of her feet.

Erin grabbed her backpack and began to understand what the priest had just said about why he didn't live in church.

"Feels okay, right?" York smiled.

"Hmm."

Erin pursed her lips and nodded silently.

"That's good, you can familiarize yourself with the environment first, otherwise sit casually on the sofa first, and I'll find a way to arrange you in a few days."

Yorkes laughed and reached out to grab the backpack in her arms, but the little nun didn't seem to react and hugged very tightly, which showed that the other party was so stiff.

"Don't be so nervous, you can make it your own home." York whispered a word of reassurance.

"Ugh." Erin came back to her senses, quickly released her backpack and let the priest take it, secretly observed the living room again, and whispered.

"Yes, Father."

……

……

"It's still far away."

Through the real-time stereogram in his mind, he saw that Erin was carefully sitting on the sofa, and the corners of York's mouth hooked, pulled up the secret door in the basement and walked down.

Like above, without him doing anything, the lights automatically turn on and illuminate the entire basement.

Such a convenient feature alone was enough to make him abandon the option of living in a church.

Without him, times have changed.

swept around the shelves in the basement, and then glanced at Annabelle waiting quietly in the corner and the supernatural carriers around her,

Nothing happened, and York dropped all his backpacks and walked slowly in the other direction with his small bag.

Finally stopped in front of a set of tables and chairs, and Yorks sat down as he took out the records and books in his small bag.

"So what the hell are you?"

Finally seeing the full picture of the book, York's eyes narrowed and he began to track down the source of the Bridget incident......

Thank you for the 141010223204559 of the book friends, the blue star and the two big guys for their tips, thank you for your support.

Take a day off, brothers and sisters......

(End of chapter)