After putting things away in Pluto's church, Yorks went home with Erin, who was still dazed and continued to digest the gun.

This home, waiting for the two of them was a sumptuous meal and a nervous Lise Murray with her hands entangled.

York wasn't surprised why Lise Murray was at home, for Erin would certainly give her the keys to the house, and he was surprised by the sumptuous feast.

The food on the table, pre-dinner soups, main dishes, desserts are all available.

It was hard for him to imagine that such a small person could make so much food.

Yorks subconsciously glanced at Erin, who was standing next to him with a smile on her face, as if she was very proud

"You did it?" Yorkes asked.

Lise Murray nodded nervously, she was so nervous that she was breathing a little hard.

This was not only heard by York, but even Erin, who walked over with a gentle expression and grabbed Lise Murray's hand directly to give her support.

The corners of York's mouth twitched, but it was rare to send his encouragement.

"It's nice, it smells good."

After saying that, under the gaze of Lise Murray, who was happy, and Irene, who looked like this, he walked into his room, ready to deal with the slippery body.

Now, the huge family has divided into two areas for temporary living here, Liss Murray, who will live in the school for a while, and Erin, who doesn't want to go out.

His room is equivalent to a more alternative forbidden area, which means that you can't enter without his permission.

"Fortunately, the room has its own bathroom and bathroom." York shook his head, took the clothes he wanted to change, and walked into the bathroom.

"Otherwise......"

Yorks complained in his heart, took off his somewhat soiled robes, and went to the sink to wash the traces of the battle that remained in his hands.

The mirror in front of him reflected York's naked figure.

Compared to other muscular men, there are some bloated muscular men.

Yorkes are the kind where the dividing line between muscle groups can be clearly seen, the fibers are clearly visible, tightly intertwined into a tough web, the lines are so smooth that each muscle is close to each other, and the texture and texture are looming under the skin.

On the whole, it is very lean, without excess fat cover, whether it is static or moving, it reveals a force and explosive power.

"It's just that the skin is a little more tender."

Yorkes glanced at himself in the mirror, accustomed to it, rubbing his hands together vigorously, repeatedly brushing away the invisible dust of his hands.

Then I began to wash my body to a little slippery.

A touch does not feel dirty, except that it is slippery is slippery?

York didn't know what this was about, but he was a little bit of a touch.

I have seen it in my previous life, and I can't do without washing the scriptures and cutting the marrow.

It probably means to remove toxins, waste products and impurities from the body, making the body healthier and purer.

In his impression, the protagonists who wash the scriptures and cut the marrow are usually more painful.

And he ......

Yorks, remembering the somewhat unbearable process in the car, said uncertainly, "I should be about the same, right?" It's just that the result is a little different from those protagonists. ”

York touched something that was slippery and melted in his hand.

"Compared to the unknown things that the protagonist ends up without, I don't stink at all, and I don't feel dirty, so what the hell is this?

Forget it......"

Yorkes shook his head and washed it off, as long as the result was good for him, then it was all acceptable, dirty or whatever.

It's just that he hasn't figured out what kind of ability this all-round physique brings.

The raging water washed over York's body and finally stopped.

"All I can think of is a test with a knife."

Yorks was refreshed, put on a change of clothes and walked out of the bathroom, thinking only of the previous trial.

The attributes of the personal panel are all mutually influencing, just like his previous experiment, directly cutting his wrist with a knife, affecting life......

"What I feel the most at the moment is that the strength has become stronger, and the body is as light as a swallow."

Yorks clenched his fists and struck them lightly.

There were no superfluous movements and postures, but there was a burst of air rubbing air, which resounded in the huge room.

"The fist is indeed heavier than before, and I don't know how heavy it will be, can it reach the tonnage level?"

York put away his fists, looked at the ornaments in front of him that had been knocked down by the fist, and shook his head to the living room.

He didn't have the equipment and instruments to test, so he couldn't actually sense the weight of his fist.

Even if someone else has the equipment and instruments to test, he can't go over and try it sideways, because he is afraid that he will damage the equipment with a punch.

Even so, York can feel that he has the potential to become a superman now, even if he can't feel the weight of his fist, he can still easily smash a wall with a punch.

In addition to this, the most perverted thing is that due to the relationship between physique and life, he will not start to get tired after a few heavy punches like a heavyweight boxer.

Instead, you can keep your punches swinging, keep your maximum power output all the time, and don't feel too tired......

"Is your school arranged?" Yorkes sat at the head of the table, looked at Lise Murray, and forked the freshly cut steak into his mouth.

Lise Murray subconsciously glanced at Sister Erin in front of her, and saw that the nun was smiling encouragingly at her.

"Sister Erin has arranged for me to go to Ms. Camille's private school, and I'm going to report tomorrow."

"Oh."

Yorkes swallowed the perfect quality beef and said indifferently: "Lis, study hard, don't let this opportunity go." ”

Lise Murray nodded earnestly, "I will, Father York." ”

As she spoke, she stared at the priest and changed her previous retreat: "I will definitely be admitted to the university and repay your kindness." ”

Hearing that it seemed to be an oath or something, Yorks smiled, and to be honest, he didn't really need anyone to repay him, but he liked the feeling of being grateful to him and trying to reciprocate, because he couldn't stand the white-eyed wolf.

"Okay, when you get admitted to the university, I will go to your opening ceremony when the time comes."

Lise Murray had a happy face: "Really? ”

"Of course, kid." York put down his fork and knife and smiled, "I never lie." ”

Yes, he never lied, although there may be some concealment from him once in a while.

"This guy must be hiding something, alas, it's hard to imagine him becoming a bishop."

In front of the table overflowing with antique fragrance, Gabriel looked at the report he had just gotten, couldn't help but worry, and even raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows.

After reading these reports, combined with the reports sent below, and comparing them, he could feel that York was deliberately covering up.

(End of chapter)