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Chương 20: Chapter 20: The Unbearable Hunger of the Great Sword (Edited)

"This..."

Looking at the photo, York was somewhat silent and continued to investigate.

From this photo, he felt that the owner of this dressing table was the old couple, not something the murderer had found somewhere.

Indeed, inside the drawer of the dressing table, York found a diary and a bunch of envelopes, and then he started to read through them.

First, he checked the envelopes. Some of them had their letters long gone. Then he checked the diary, but there were only a few remaining pages left. However, York was getting closer to the truth through these few words.

"..."

"Children are also human. They are innocent. Although their genes have changed due to inbreeding, no one has the right to harm these children for any reason. I believe my choice is not wrong..."

"Although I have moved away from the city, I have found peace in my heart. The children are now very obedient. Under the careful guidance of me and Gray, they can now control themselves..."

"I am sick, and unfortunately, I have also infected Gray..."

"I am very sad because we are too weak to leave this place, and the children do not know the way, so we lack the necessary medicine for treatment..."

"Gray died, and I am having trouble breathing. I have been in bed for too long, and the children have become more and more irritable because I am not playing with them..."

"Gray, I am a bit afraid. I am wondering if our choice was wrong..."

"..."

This is where it ends, with only a few short sentences. But looking at the smiling faces of the old couple in the photo, York's heart grew heavy.

He seemed to have understood the truth. An old couple, for their children to survive or to prevent them from harming others, brought them here to live in seclusion. Unfortunately, the couple contracted some disease and eventually died, while the uncontrolled children gradually turned into murderers...

Thinking of this, looking at the photo of the old couple, York closed his eyes and made a cross. He had guessed right.

"..."

"[Investigation mission source]"

"[Reward: +1 point]"

"..."

The silence returned, and York opened his eyes, walking towards that big bag. Although these things were inherently dirty, he needed money for research, to buy more equipment, to save more people.

There are too many people in need of help in this world, like those in the community who lack money for treatment...

"OMG!!!"

Suddenly, Jessie's voice sounded outside, followed by hurried footsteps and then the sound of her vomiting.

York shook his head, picked up the heavy bag for ordinary people, and walked outside. Everything in the living room could indeed make people uncomfortable, and it was not surprising that Jessie vomited on the spot.

Having concluded, York did not look back and left the cabin.

"Are you okay?"

Looking at Jessie kneeling on the ground, her right hand on her ample chest, York asked with a relaxed expression.

"Cough!!! Cough!!!" Jessie, spitting out some saliva and liquid, barely replied.

"I'm fine! Cough!!"

"That's good. Wait here for me, I'll go see if there is a car that can be driven."

After saying that, York left to check behind the cabin, but Jessie forcibly stopped vomiting and got up to follow him.

"Wait, Father, I'll go with you!"

She didn't dare stay in this eerie place alone.

York, without objection, carried the bag and took her around to the back of the cabin.

There, the space behind the cabin was larger, with more abandoned cars, one after another, which could sell for a good amount of money just for the scrap metal.

Moving on, beside the abandoned cars on a roadside, they found a small cabin.

Looking at the cabin engulfed in darkness, then at the path extending into the dense forest, York's eyebrows slightly raised, as if he had thought of something, leading Jessie quickly towards it. He remembered a sentence from the diary, too weak to leave, plus this endless-looking path, York thought of something and kicked open the door of the small cabin with one breath.

With a bang, the cabin was officially unsealed.

It was still deep into the night, and the unsealed cabin was still dark, but York showed a slight smile as he saw an old pickup truck still in good condition.

"Father!" Jessie excitedly called out. "A car!!! A complete car!!!"

"Let's check if it can be started."

York responded less excitedly, first checking inside the car to find the keys still in the ignition, then the fuel tank, which was half full.

This all meant that the car might really be able to start.

York threw all the stuff into the back seat of the pickup, then sat down in the driver's seat. This was the last step; if it didn't start, he might have to fix it.

Jessie leaned over, resting on the still-open car door, her ample chest swelling even more, her tone filled with excitement and the aftertaste of surviving.

"Can this car start? Father."

York glanced at her, took a deep breath, and turned away his gaze.

"Let's see if the Lord really looks after us..."

After saying this, York turned the car key.

It turned out the Lord did look after York, the priest.

With a buzz, the old pickup truck that had been parked for who knows how long started shaking...

Eventually, a beam of light appeared in the dense forest, speeding away until it disappeared.

Not long after, a group of police officers in uniform, shouting and holding pistols, entered the cabin, followed by exclamations of "Oh my God!" Several officers ran out immediately, vomiting non-stop...

These abandoned cars and the remains in the cabin made this incident destined to become famous worldwide, shocking the entire United States.

Outside the dense forest.

At the location of the Ford Raptor.

York glanced at the ambulances and police cars in the distance, then looked at Jessie who suddenly sat in the passenger seat.

"Did your family send a lot of bodyguards? Aren't you going with your family?"

However, Jessie, completely transformed, didn't respond but blinked at him, emitting a strange glow he couldn't understand.

Seeing this, York, confused, continued.

"You're safe now. You don't have to follow me. As for the money you mentioned, just transfer it to my account as agreed..."

Jessie smiled and interrupted. "Do you believe us?"

Recalling the low-key luxury cars and bodyguards, York said indifferently.

"I believe what I've seen. Your family really does have money."

However, at that moment, Jessie suddenly straddled his lap, leaned down to look into his eyes, revealing a hint of seduction and gentleness.

"The transfer might be late, but I can give you some interest first..."

A moist lip silenced...

York was instantly overcome, inwardly sighing at the American way...

Thank you to Alex 冰封 for the 100 coin reward!! Thank you for your support!

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Chương 21: Chapter 21: Selling the Goods (Edited)

"Goodbye, my dear priest!"

"If you won't tell me which church you belong to, I will find it myself."

"I will find you..."

"..."

The fragrance remains, but the owner of the voice is no longer present.

In the entire Ford Raptor, only York is left. By now, he has already dressed, his expression serene, though the marks on his neck seem to tell a story.

Ah, all of this is so wonderful.

But as a priest who performs exorcisms, his mental strength is formidable. The next second, York forcibly gathers his thoughts, and while marveling at the American style, he closes his eyes and makes the sign of the cross.

"Lord! I know I have sinned! I will confess! If You can forgive me, I will drive out more demons in Your name, spread Your glorious light over this land, and make more people aware of Your greatness..."

"Amen!!"

"..."

After confessing, York feels much better. When he opens his eyes again, they are clearer.

He glances at the rearview mirror, takes a deep breath of the lingering scent, and then steps on the gas, driving away.

The matter is resolved, and it's time for him to return.

Under someone's gaze, the Ford Raptor quickly departs.

This time, the journey home is uneventful, and York quickly leaves the Appalachian Mountains.

Driving into a city in the dead of night, he begins to manage the points he has earned.

Muttering to himself, a virtual window appears out of nowhere. While driving, York looks at his personal panel, pondering.

[York]

[Race: Human]

[Occupation: Priest, Professor of Pharmacology, Doctor…] [All-around Physique: 24/24, (Note: The average for a normal person is 10)] [Life: 106.5/106.5 (Note: The average for a normal person is 10)] [Spirit: 83/83 (Note: The average for a normal person is 10)] [Magic: 132/132 (Note: Recovers one point of magic per minute)]

[Items: Basic Priest Robe, Defense 6, Durability: 6/10]

"..." After his previous upgrades, his life value increased to 106.5, but his magic was permanently deducted by two points due to the murderer incident.

Had it been the old York, he might have felt it was a loss, but with a bag full of valuable jewelry and the money promised by her and her friend, it doesn't seem like a loss.

This is a considerable amount of money, two million US dollars, one million each. This is why York believes they are very wealthy.

From the rich lady's demeanor, it seems that this money is just pocket change for them. It's just that the rich are on a different level.

Once this money is deposited, York won't have to worry about finances for a long time.

York, feeling relaxed, looks at the points available for allocation.

The total reward for the murderer incident was three points, plus one point for investigating the source of the incident, meaning he has four points to allocate.

"First, restore the two points deducted from magic, and then add the rest to life..."

Life is linked to survival, so York doesn't hesitate. He adds two points to magic to restore its original value, and then continues to add the remaining two points to life. [Point allocation successful] With the system's prompt, his personal panel changes.

[York]

[Race: Human]

[Occupation: Priest, Professor of Pharmacology, Doctor…] [All-around Physique: 24/24, (Note: The average for a normal person is 10)] [Life: 108.5/108.5 (Note: The average for a normal person is 10)] [Spirit: 83/83 (Note: The average for a normal person is 10)] [Magic: 134/134]

[Items: Basic Priest Robe, Defense 6, Durability: 6/10]

"..." Feeling the changes in his body, York is invigorated, sensing a strange energy spreading throughout his body.

This is the sensation of adding points to life, this strange energy keeps his body vibrant, and because of this, he rarely feels tired, even capable of staying awake for days due to his high stamina/spirit.

This synergy is what makes him a workaholic, and it's also why York is never short of bullets or holy water.

Always working, making bullets and holy water, and using the cross to pass time, who can keep up with that...

Feeling the changes within, York doesn't turn on the music this time but steps on the gas, driving the Ford Raptor towards home.

After all the back and forth, by the time he gets home, the sun will probably be rising.

Indeed, when York arrives at his home's garage, the sun has already risen above the horizon, the warm early sunlight illuminating the land and bringing light.

The early sun is comforting, and despite not having slept all night, York is still full of energy. He parks the car, takes everything from the back seat, and heads inside.

After entering the house, York first checks the crosses hanging around to ensure no one has entered, then heads to the basement.

He had prepared too much for this trip, feeling like he was using a cannon to kill ants, but York has no regrets. If he had to do it again, he would still bring as much, as it's his responsibility to his own life.

He silently unloads the remaining bullets from the two Winchester M1897s, maintains them, puts them back in their place, and organizes the rest of the items, placing them in their designated spots.

After dealing with all the equipment, York looks at the big bag next to him, the remnants of the murderer's possessions. Like dirty money, these unverified items are essentially tainted goods.

Legitimate channels definitely won't accept so much tainted goods, as they fear attracting trouble, after all, valuable items have their own hierarchy.

Simply put, poor people aren't supposed to own these things; only the wealthy have the power to possess them.

Of course, that's through legitimate channels. As for the illegitimate ones, they usually charge a hefty fee as the cost for taking on the consequences.

York narrows his eyes, quickly thinking of a place where he can unload the goods, where the fee rate is relatively reasonable.

Deciding to sell the goods first and then complete his daily tasks at the church, York, after a long absence, takes off his priest robe, puts on more casual clothes after a shower, grabs his backpack, and returns to the Ford Raptor to drive towards the city center.

...

...

City Center.

A Ford Raptor discreetly parks by the roadside.

York picks up the backpack from the passenger seat, observing the bustling scene around him, with people of all skin colors coming and going, feeling somewhat moved.

New York truly lives up to its reputation as one of the most bustling and international cities in the world, where he always sees tourists from various countries every time he visits.


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