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Chương 55: Chapter 55: Adding Points

High-end communities often have no shortage of venues for hosting charity events.

As the car slowly turned into the Langs community, the venue for the event had already been arranged.

A large stage was set up in the center, serving as the main site for the charity auction, where an auctioneer skilled in eliciting bids would auction off some items of little value.

Beneath the stage, luxurious-looking tables and chairs were set up, along with outdoor decorations and meticulous preparations, giving the venue a bit of prestige.

Groups of residents, dressed in formal suits and dresses, mingled and chatted, laughing and talking.

Beside these wealthy individuals were journalists, ready with their cameras.

This was a common scene, and York only felt a bit nauseated by it.

Of course, he also knew that for the wealthy, such occasions were opportunities for networking and expanding their circles.

The most important thing for the wealthy was economic interactions and collaborations.

York's gaze shifted, searching until it landed on another corner of the venue, where Ms. Camille, who had invited him, stood by a donation box, welcoming guests.

Compared to the mingling wealthy, they were all wearing uniforms emblazoned with a familiar logo - a food truck.

This was his real reason for coming.

Following the usual process, they would soon, as usual, drive several food trucks around to distribute free food to the needy.

And he would offer free psychological counseling and spread the glory of the Lord.

It wasn't that he wanted to be so opportunistic in taking advantage of people's vulnerabilities.

In this world, many people already believed in God as a psychological crutch, making the sign of the cross when uncertain, seeking some form of supportive strength.

"Let's park here," York said calmly to the young driver.

"Right here."

"Okay, Father."

After the young man responded, the car slowly stopped beside the venue.

"Mom! Father York is here!" exclaimed Saxon Benjamin, a young and robust man standing beside Ms. Camille, nudging his mother and pointing to the car that had just stopped.

York, holding a bag and backpack, got out of the car.

"Okay."

Ms. Camille responded, genuinely pleased. Without a priest, she always felt something was missing.

"Go help the Father."

"Sure!"

Eager Saxon ran towards York.

"Father! Let me help you!"

Before he arrived, his voice did. Hearing the familiar voice, York smiled but didn't refuse, handing the grocery bag to Saxon who ran up to him.

"Thank you for your help, Saxon."

Saxon shook his head seriously. "You're welcome, Father York. Just tell me some stories about exorcism."

Ignoring Saxon's expression, York, holding his ever-present backpack, walked towards Ms. Camille.

"Child, there are no demons in this world."

"Hey! Father." Saxon hurried after him, mysteriously saying, "I saw a very real and cool live stream where a priest was performing an exorcism."

Unintentionally said, but meaningfully heard, York frowned slightly, remembering a live stream he had seen that day.

"Are you talking about…"

Before York could finish, Saxon's face lit up with surprise.

"Father! You watch that live stream too? Do you think the exorcisms in it are real?"

York's heart sank, realizing it was that live stream. In a world without demons and evil spirits, such a live stream would be just a gimmick, but in a world filled with gods, demons, and spirits, it was undoubtedly very dangerous.

"Child, all I can say is that everything in it is fake. Forget about it, watching such streams is not good for you."

Saying this, York quickened his pace, already deciding to ask Gabriel to notify the official organization to forcefully stop this widely spread exorcism live stream after today.

"Why?"

Saxon tilted his head, but seeing the priest already a few meters away, he didn't think much and hurried after York.

"Hey, Father, wait for me!"

........................

"Thank you for coming, Father," Ms. Camille said with her hands together and a radiant smile.

"No need for formalities, Ms. Camille. I'm just following the Lord's will."

York nodded, took the grocery bag from Saxon, and put it in the donation box.

The money in the bag, a total of $173,000, was actually donated by the congregation to the church.

As usual, this money would be used in several ways: church maintenance and building expenses, clergy salaries and benefits, community services, charitable activities, etc.

But with only him at the Pluto Church, the first two were unnecessary, while the last two were the most beneficial for him and all believers.

Because this was accumulating virtue.

Hearing the mechanical sound suddenly in his ear, York remained calm.

"Ms. Camille, this is money donated by all believers of the Pluto Church. I hope you will treat it seriously."

"Thank you, we sincerely appreciate it," Ms. Camille bowed her head in thanks, her face serious.

"I will use it where it's needed."

York made the sign of the cross.

"The Lord be with you, amen."

........................

After Ms. Camille finished welcoming guests, the food trucks entered the fast lane to start their journey.

The charity auction was still fiercely underway, while a convoy of ten food trucks quietly left the Langs community.

They were about to provide free lunches to families who had fallen below the poverty line due to job loss from accidents.

York was sitting in one of the food trucks, processing the points he had earned.

As mentioned before, donating all the money from the believers was beneficial for him, reflected in these points.

Roughly $10,000 could earn one point, so with these $173,000 rounded up by the system, he received a total of 17 points.

"Six points to magic power, six points to life, and the remaining five points to physical strength..."

As he planned, York allocated these 17 points among three important attributes: magic power, life, and physical strength.

With supernatural events occurring frequently, he felt a storm coming.

[...] [Points successfully added] [Magic power value increased from 158 to 164]

[Life value increased from 111 to 117]

[Overall physical strength increased from 27 to 32]

[...]


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Chương 56: Chapter 56: Random Task

 [York]

[Race: Human]

[Occupation: Priest, Professor of Pharmacology, Doctor…] [All-around Physique: 32 (Note: The average for ordinary people is 10)] [Life: 117/117 (Note: The average for ordinary people is 10)] [Spirit: 83/83 (Note: The average for ordinary people is 10)] [Magic: 164/164]

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

[Skills: Exorcio (Exorcism), Protego (Shield), Repello (Expulsion)]

[...] As the three attributes were successfully enhanced, an overwhelming feedback ensued.

Compared to the merely swollen sensation of his magic value, the other two aspects of life value and physique were the most comfortable transformations.

Even with the dining car jostling and the noisy sounds fluctuating, York could feel his body changing at a high-frequency speed.

He had grown stronger.

......…

Beside the stationary dining car, there was a rather hidden tent, where some people were queuing to seek psychological comfort or to feel the presence of God.

When a woman with tears on her face walked out of the tent, a tall and sturdy middle-aged man pursed his lips and walked into the tent.

"Father York!"

Seeing the gentle-faced priest sitting inside, he greeted him.

"Robert?"

York, who had just comforted a lady who divorced due to financial issues, looked up and kindly asked, "Are you doing well recently?"

"Alright," Robert sat down, shrugging and speaking hoarsely.

"It's the same old, but it's about Beth…"

"Beth? What happened to her?"

York maintained a gentle smile. The man before him was indeed having a hard time, having four kids. Life would have been less stressful if his job was still intact, but after losing his job due to heart problems, his life had plummeted.

To ensure his family could eat, this man was even eating only one meal a day.

As to why his situation deteriorated so rapidly, it was because of his debts.

"Her?" Robert spoke indifferently, as if unaffected.

"I don't know why, maybe it's because the kids at home are too noisy, she's under a lot of stress, her temper has been getting worse, and her yelling louder. I don't like it."

"Is that really the case, Robert?" York's expression didn't change, and his tone remained calm.

"The Beth I know wouldn't change like this because of the kids, Robert, I know your family, including your sensible children…"

Upon hearing this, Robert pursed his lips, looked at the gentle priest before him, and his indifferent expression collapsed.

"Father York, we can't afford next month's rent, and the landlord has given us only seven days, or else they'll have the security police forcibly evict us."

"..."

Speaking, Robert's face was filled with pain. He rubbed his face and looked at the priest as if he found someone to confide in, speaking nonstop.

"Father, you know, I go to interviews every day, but no one hires me. It's like they're just completing a task, posting interview openings but not actually hiring…"

"I'm trying every day, but I can't see any hope…"

"..."

"I hate this damn heart disease, it has ruined my life, even though it's cured now."

"I also hate this damn world, it feels like God has forgotten me."

"..."

After a while, as Robert talked, he realized he had finished speaking without noticing, and he felt his mood gradually return to calm, subconsciously looking up.

The gentle-faced priest was still quietly listening, like a pressure container that could bear any burden, carrying the pressure they released.

Robert said embarrassingly, "Sorry, Father York, I think I said too much."

"It's okay, Robert."

York shook his head, his expression still unchanged. He was accustomed to listening to the troubles and confessions of the faithful, including long-winded repentance. Perhaps it's a talent of being a priest.

Robert nodded. Suddenly remembering there were others waiting, he quickly stood up and walked outside.

"Father York, thank you for listening, I… I should go now."

"Wait, Robert."

Just as Robert was about to leave the tent, York hastily stopped him. After listening to Robert's story, he thought of the idea that had come to him earlier and his plan to organize the church.

He knew Robert's family well. When they were financially stable, they always helped others, and their four children were extremely sensible. Now, they were young but already understood to pick things to sell to support the family.

Thinking of this, York did not hesitate. Rather than hiring strangers, it was better to hire someone familiar and trustworthy.

"Robert, can you listen to a few words from me?"

Robert blinked, nodding in a daze.

"God has not abandoned you. On the contrary, He sees all your efforts. Remember, faith and hope are among the strongest powers we have when facing difficulties. You must persist, or you will always fail."

York started with some motivational words, then continued.

"If possible, I would like you to work at my Pluto Church. I need a few staff to help me organize the church."

Robert's eyes widened, his body stiffening as he stared at the gentle-faced priest, incredulously confirming.

"Father York, are you serious? Are you sure you're not just pitying me?"

He knew that Pluto Church had always been staffed only by the priest.

Seeing Robert's expression, York understood his thoughts. He didn't accept pity. York shook his head, seriously saying,

"No."

Robert's eyes welled up with tears. The man, who hadn't cried even during his confession, broke down on the spot.

"Thank you, thank you so much…"

He repeated his thanks, and York could feel his gratitude.

He needed such a person, one who was grateful and had faith.

York smiled, about to say something, when an anxious old man suddenly rushed into the tent.

"Father!! Please save my daughter!!"

[Random Task Triggered] [Exorcism] [Rescue the girl from the devil's grasp]

[Success Reward: +5 Points]

[Accept the task?] .........…

In front of a standalone villa.

Having decisively accepted the task and followed the old man in a hurry, York surveyed the surroundings.

Even before entering, with his physique enhanced to 32 points, he could already hear the howling inside, different from the broadcasted shrieks.

York silently took out two crosses and handed them to the old man and Robert, who was carrying the bag.

"For safety, put these on."


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