When the Sickness Box is increased to lv2, the upgrade efficiency is much reduced.

It was unlikely that he would be promoted again in a month, so Dean didn't bother to search for new diseases, but stopped to smoke every hospital he passed on his way to the northwest.

Although he disguised himself and stealthily every time he moved, leaving no trace, he still had a huge impact with such frequent shots.

"Miracle!"

"In just one week, in 10 hospitals along the central hospital of Winnipeg to the western province of Saskatchewan, 572 people who suffered from the disease were regained their health, and even all kinds of terminal cancers that were medically sentenced to death were cured instantly. Some patients described the image of God as a physician who mercifully touched their bodies and eliminated their pain. ”

Monica reads a newspaper in a heavenly voice,

"Some people who are seriously ill have begun to gather at hospitals such as the Vascana Central Hospital in the west, looking for hope for recovery and waiting for God's blessing."

Monica's red lips looked at Dean beside her,

"Mr. Kenny, how does it feel to be God?"

Dean shook his head casually and smiled, after hitting the road, the two vampires strictly followed her requirements every time they hunted, and obediently cooperated with all his experiments, honest and obedient like a good student, and he didn't face each other coldly, "It's not bad, I seem to be able to share the joy of their rebirth." ”

"I used to think that Batman's kind of virgin only existed in comics, but I didn't expect it to exist." Peter gave Dean a thumbs up with a little admiration, "Think about it, being cured of a terminal illness is more precious than winning a million lottery, in exchange for my ability, I am definitely not so selfless, I will charge a little fee, just a little, I can earn enough money for a lifetime in a year, and then travel all over the world." ”

"Then you are waiting to be arrested by scientific research institutions and locked up in a small black room to raise a canary." The driver, Sean, looked at the boy in the rearview mirror and poured a bucket of cold water, "In the future, I will treat the rich man and government dignitaries day and night." ”

Peter smiled disapprovingly, "Then they'll have to catch me first!" ”

Sean continued, "Then again, Kenny, why don't you keep a low profile?" ”

"I'll reduce the frequency of treatment." Dean nodded at the backward road outside the window and nodded, "By the way, how well are your Syrent runes honed, and do you feel the side effects?" ”

"With Monica and Peter, the two practice objects, more and more proficient, I have been able to seal the Mark of the Lord of the Flies for them for a long time, and even seal the soul, except for praying to arrogance every day, there are no side effects." Sean slapped the steering wheel and turned to the two vampires, "By the way, if you two dare to kill again, I'll seal your brains." ”

"It's a pretty powerful talk," Peter grinned and bared his two fangs, defiantly, "and have the ability to practice at night to see who is the boss." ”

"If you have a kind, don't take your 'mother' with you," Sean's pupils turned into vertical pupils, and he raised his fist and waved, "Let's take a look, I won't beat you all over the ground to find your teeth." ”

During this time, a battle between a snake and a wolf monster and a two-headed vampire is staged every night.

Sean, Monica, and Peter are all level three, with equal speed, strength, and self-healing ability, Sean has been trained by Dean for a period of time, and his combat skills are outstanding, and he can have a slight upper hand one-on-one, but if he faces Peter and Monica alone, he is caught all over the body and defeated in embarrassment.

"What mommy?" Monica interrupted them with a slight frown, her hands stroking her egg-like smooth and radiant face, straightening her boobs under her tight sweater and saying, "Am I that old?" ”

Sean smiled and said nothing.

Dean admired the glamorous female vampire's angry style, rubbed his chin, and couldn't help but joke for the first time, "Monica, if I'm not mistaken, according to the age of human beings, you are already seventy years old this year, not to mention your mother, grandmother deserves it." ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Monica felt the other party's relaxed attitude, knowing that she and Peter had finally won each other's approval for their hard work, and a smile flashed in her jewel-like eyes, "According to my own method, I am not yet thirty years old, and I am in the best stage of a woman. ”

……

Amid the heated discussion in the carriage, the car quietly drove into the eastern part of Calgary, Alberta.

The city is one of the most prosperous cities in Alberta and Canada, covering an area of more than 700 square kilometers, with the magnificent snow-capped mountains as the backdrop of the city.

In February, warm winds from the Rocky Mountains make the temperature milder than elsewhere, with high-rise buildings and small villas jagged along the turquoise riverbank, and a city light rail line built last year on smooth and wide roads.

As the car enters the city, Monica and Peter are covered in professional UV-resistant sunscreen clothing and follow Sean to the nearest Walmart.

And Dean was standing outside the car,

"Shoal, how much is the condensation of your skills now?"

"Forty-five percent, your last fight with Cepes gave me a full suck."

"Then you heard his last words, what do you think after thinking about it for so many days?"

"What he's describing is the law of inhibition and the law of convergence." "But let me say, you don't have to think too much about asking for troubles, you haven't reached the realm of gods yet, and you don't have to worry about the existence above the gods, go to Midian first to finish the cause and effect." ”

"Well, you have a point."

……

Dean looked up casually, across the street from the supermarket, in the morning light, a sweet girl with long curly brown hair, a jacket, and jeans slowly walked under the lush maple trees with her arms around a ruddy-faced old woman.

"Grandma, are you feeling okay these days, is there anything uncomfortable?"

"It feels great, Christine, the cancer is gone completely, and I have no problem living another ten years." The old woman looked at the beautiful sunset on the horizon and said, "If I could see the miracle gentleman with my own eyes, I would definitely thank him for his kindness." ”

Christine.

Dean on the other side suddenly looked at him, isn't this the granddaughter of the oncology department of Winnipeg Hospital who guards her grandmother?

The last time he saw this girl, he only felt that the other party was immune to his telekinesis, which implied that his will and spiritual attributes were not low, but there were billions of people in the world, and it was not strange that there were some more talents, and he didn't pay attention to it.

But this time in Calgary, the Omen specialty was triggered, and a subtle feeling arose in his heart - there was a mysterious aura in Christine, and her future fate might be intertwined with his own existence.

Dean followed his instincts and stopped outside the roadside mobile store, continuing to monitor the sound.

"Didn't the reporter who came to interview you say that he was the incarnation of God?" Christine recalled the scene with curiosity, gratitude, and a hint of regret in her eyes, "Maybe he saw that you were a devout believer and gave you a chance to be reborn." ”

"My poor daughter, why didn't your mother have the good fortune to meet this god and survive?" The old woman wiped the corners of her eyes with low emotion,

"Don't be sad, Grandma, Mom is doing well in heaven."

"I hope so, by the way, did you go back to the old house in the West End to see your father and uncle?"

"Daddy is here, but Uncle Frank is missing, and the apples and cakes in the kitchen are rotten and maggots, and I don't know where he went."

"Frank Cotton." A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in the old woman's eyes, "I have the impression of a playboy face, not as honest and cowardly as your father, a very restless man, who frequently changes girlfriends, who loves to collect mystical things and adventure everywhere... Maybe I'll go to Africa or some dangerous place to find excitement again, and I won't be back anytime soon. ”

Christine nodded, her big eyes revealing a hint of hesitation and hesitation, "Dad thinks so too, so he moved into the old house with Julia, and said to leave me a room, do you think I should move in?" ”

The old woman quipped, "Would you like to watch that gloomy stepmother snort at your father all day long?" ”

"Forget it," Christine shook her head decisively, obviously not very happy with her stepmother, "The North District is full of companies and factories, and it is easier to find a job, and I want to rent a house there, but I'm worried that my father won't agree." ”

"Then you tell him what I said directly, and he doesn't need to worry about the rent, I'll pay it for you."

"Grandma, you're so nice!" Christine kissed the old man's face several times with emotion and excitement, and then the smile on the corner of her mouth froze, and her heart throbbed - there was a pair of magical eyes behind her.

The girl turned her head abruptly to look across the street, and there was no one except for a Citroen.

……

Dean, who returned to the car, decided to continue to observe this Christine, looking for the source of that feeling, so the three Sean, who waited until they returned from shopping, explained directly,

"I've got something to do in the West End, and I can't leave Calgary today."

Sean held a box of bloody steaks into the trunk and asked, "Need help?" ”

Peter and Monica, who were stuffed with jars of crimson watermelon juice, also looked at each other with bright eyes, and their faces were eager to try, "If you have any orders, just say it, we promise to finish it beautifully." ”

"I don't need you for the time being, just move around freely." Dean glanced at the faces of the three of them, "But remember the principle, don't cause trouble, don't hurt the innocent." ”

"Yesel!" Peter folded his legs, saluted Dean, and after seeing the other party leave, he sat in the back row of Citroen with Monica, and the two cats stuck to their heads and looked at their watches, "Ten o'clock in the morning, it's time to go to bed, Sean, you can also sleep and act together at night." ”

"What action?"

"You don't know enough about human nature." "Based on my decades of experience, there are often great dramas going on in big cities like this, and we'll take you there in the evenings. ”

"Then I'll see."

……

On the other side, after saying goodbye to his three companions, Dean closed his eyes and searched the dark area of his mind to recall Christine's pretty face, and then rushed to Calgary's beautiful West End, close to the mountains, and soon arrived near an old three-story villa on top of a yellow gable.

He quietly flew into a lush pine tree, taking out the star arrows and carving runes as he watched inward from God's perspective.

The interior of the house was large and empty, except for some old furniture, and near the main entrance on the first floor, two porters carried mattresses down the stairs to the second floor.

And Christine's happy birdie rushed to a shapely, elegant-looking middle-aged man in a shirt and trousers across the hall, "Hey, Larry. ”

"Sweetheart, it's just in time," the man hugged him heavily, "I just bought a few comfortable mattresses and furniture to move to the third-floor bedroom, can you pick a room and live in it later?" ”

"Well... I discussed it with my grandmother, and she gave me a better suggestion to come back later. The girl looked around and hesitantly changed the subject, "Where's Julia?" ”

"She's resting in the utility room on the second floor, can you be gentle with her?" At the mention of Julia, a hint of tenderness flashed in Larry's eyes, and he pleaded to take his daughter's hand, "The move has left her exhausted, and she is a little unwell. ”

"It's surprising that she's sick too," says Christine, not without irony.

"Christine?"

"Okay, I'll be polite." The girl playfully stuck out her tongue, "I'll go to the kitchen and make a cup of coffee first." ”

……

Larry looked at the bouncing Christine, and smiled helplessly and dotingly,

The porter looked at the girl's energetic back, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Your daughter, she looks really peugeot." ”

"Well, as beautiful as her mother, it's a pity that her mother has passed away."

Larry said calmly, hugging the other end of the erected mattress and moving upstairs with the workers.

But when the mattress moved to the middle corner, Larry suddenly felt a tingling pain, so strong that he could not help but wail, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the back of his right hand and the tiger's mouth had been cut by a deep and long gap between the iron nails on the handrail of the staircase, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

"God, sir, is there a medical kit in the house?" Two porters suggested,

"Nope." Larry shook his head, covered his wound and staggered up to the second floor, shouting loudly, his tone like a wounded boy coquettish to his lover, "Julia, help me take a look." ”

He pushed open the door on the second floor and entered a dark, empty room.

A woman staring at a photo of a handsome man in a daze in the middle of the cold room was startled by the voice, nervously picked up the photo, and went over to hold Larry's bloody hand,

"Honey, what's the matter, how did you hurt your hand?"

This woman is about forty years old, with distinctive curly hair with long bangs, light black eye shadow, wearing a women's suit and white shirt, revealing a plump and charming figure, although the appearance is very ordinary, but there is a kind of mature woman's gentle temperament.

It's intoxicating.

Larry fell into it, completely forgetting about his dead wife, and was the only one left in his eyes, and said half-coquettishly, "I was hit by a nail and I bled a lot... I'm so dizzy, I'm going to throw up. ”

Tick-tock, blood dripped onto the blackened wooden floor of the room, leaching bright red.

"It's okay, I'll help you bandage it first, and I'll send you to the hospital for a few stitches later," Julie pulled out a white handkerchief from her shirt pocket and pressed it against his hideous wound, and the blood rushed out more violently in an instant, falling to the floor and gathering into a pool of blood.

The two didn't bow their heads, nor did they see the thrilling scene.

The wooden floor was like a shriveled sponge, sucking out the blood dripping from Larry's wound.

At the same time.

Dean, who was hiding in the branches outside the villa, looked at the dark room on the second floor, and found that under the pouring of blood, in the narrow gap between the wooden floor and the concrete floor, a round table seemed to have been washed away by clean water, revealing its delicate true face - on the wood-colored tabletop, the blood swirled in the groove, outlining a five-pointed star pattern that occupied the entire table, as well as several circles around it, which looked mysterious and evil.

An unusual sense of familiarity rose in Di An'an,

"Isn't this a séance used to summon spells, and why is it in this house?"

The next scene made Dean quietly retract his breath.

(End of chapter)