People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room Chapter 274

Angela is going crazy recently.

In order to resolve the drawbacks caused by disease fraudsters, she will spend almost all her private time after the consultation on finding patients.

After the day is over, in order to make this "crazy" behavior more reasonable.

In the evening, she will sort out the raw data collected, and she is often busy until midnight.

Fortunately, she is a Shuanghuan transcendent.

Otherwise, I really can't get up this morning!

However, looking at the hidden dangers that kept shrinking, Angela was sincerely happy.

On the way to the mission hospital, I couldn't help but lift my finger, calculating how many more days it would take to seal everyone's diseases one by one.

It is worth mentioning that she told Arthurs that she had previously fraudulently treated more than 8,000 people.

As a result, after running down during this period, she realized that she had talked too much.

In fact, there are only about 5,000 people.

There are three thousand people left, either from outsiders who come here admiringly, or old people who are dying and dead.

The former is scattered in the field, even if it breaks out, it will have little effect.

The latter, the reason why the old people died was not because the disease fraudsters got out of control, but even though they were sealed off from the disease, their physical functions were still inevitably depleted, and death was naturally inevitable.

In the final analysis, Angela is just a double-ringed transcendent with limited abilities.

Even if she could slightly deceive "aging", she would not do it. After all, it was too easy to be seen by others, and it was unnecessary.

Therefore, her workload is not too great.

"Angela! Wait for me!"

A hello behind her interrupted Angela's calculations. She looked back and saw that Sister Julie, who is also a doctor in the church hospital, was waving hello while running with the hem of the nun's dress.

"Morning, sister Julie, may the Lord's light shine on you!"

Angela stood in place, waited until Julie ran in, and greeted with a smile.

"Well, early!"

Sister Julie replied perfunctorily, and then said excitedly: "I went to the black market last night... No, did you dream of the market?"

"Dream City? What is that place?"

"It's the dream black market, no, how should I put it? Last night, Lord Arthurs closed the dream black market and created a floating castle over Charles Square in the dream land! Didn't you go last night?"

Julie said concisely, her eyes filled with excitement.

"no, what happened?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Angela's face.

She is timid, but she is afraid of those twisted and terrifying dream things in the dreamland.

I still remember the last time she went to Dreamland, she volunteered to take Arthurs over to monitor the black market.

As a result, she was scared to cry when she walked halfway. Fortunately, Arthur took the initiative to find her, otherwise she would not know how long she would cry.

"That's a shame! You don't know how spectacular it is when the floating castle appears!"

Sister Julie gestured with exaggerated hands and gestures, and at the end she said with emotion: "No wonder Arthurs can become the Bishop!"

"Yes?"

Hearing the name of Arthurs, Angela became interested and wanted to see it, but when she thought of the horror of the black market, she suddenly hesitated.

"Yes! I tell you, you must go and see! And oh, it's interesting inside. You can go straight into the floating castle through the gate on the ground! It's amazing!"

"Do you know? I used to hate going to the black market. A bunch of people were wearing masks and black robes. They were mysterious. I was a heresy. The stalls were all messed up. The price was sky high when I opened my mouth. know the business."

"Dream City is different! I tell you, when you go to the lobby, just look at the luminous sphere in the sky, and all the goods will be presented in front of your eyes."

Sister Julie described it with excitement, frequently attracting the attention of pedestrians.

After all, this posture is unsightly for the nun.

Angela originally wanted to remind, but when she listened, she was immediately fascinated.

She couldn't imagine the scene described by Sister Julie.

"Do you know? Some of the potions I made were successfully sold! Hey, haven't you been complaining about the expensive potions? Wait, I'll give you a few bottles in a few days, free of charge."

Sister Julie was excited to make promises she would never dare to make.

Because she has discovered business opportunities.

Her extraordinary characteristics are precisely the pharmacist, who can induce the extraordinary characteristics in the material and formulate all kinds of medicines with unimaginable effects.

The work of the church hospital has already been familiarized with her skills.

I dare not say complicated medicines, the success rate of common medicines is close to 100%.

With this ability, it happens to be able to use the dream market to purchase materials, make medicines, and earn foreign blocks.

So what's the deal with giving Angela a few bottles of potion?

"Really? Then I would like to thank Sister Julie first! I knew that Sister Julie was the best to me."

Angela responded generously, her mind already floating on the dream market, her heart getting more and more about to move.

Thinking, would you like Julie to take her around tonight?

At this time, Angela was only curious about the magnificence of Dream City, but she did not know that Sister Julie had become the epitome of Francis clergy.

It is true that Sister Julie's status as a pharmacist makes it easier to become a producer.

But for the priests who wander on the edge of heretics, cultists, and mysterious events, they have more things in their hands.

Now that there is a broader channel for realization, the dream market spread in Francis almost overnight.

The interests it represents are even more enviing.

However, this benefit is now in front of the Abbey Dean Wilde, Sister Serra, and Deacon Harry.

"This is the key to the Dream City. Combining the three into one, you can obtain the back-end permissions of the Dream City. Including but not limited to issuing star store licenses, adjusting rent ratios, changing the top positions of advertisements... etc."

"The three, let's take it. The income from Dream Market will also be returned to Francis in the future. I hope the three will remember my bishop's teachings and take it as their responsibility to spread the glory of my lord!"

In the cardinal's office, Ning Xiuyuan placed three weird dream creations on the table.

These three creations, once touched, will merge into a sphere, similar to a Luban ball, and gain the backstage authority of Dream City.

"Master Bishop, what are you..."

Deacon Harry was shocked when he saw this.

Sister Wilde and Sister Serra also looked at each other in disbelief.

Although it has only passed overnight, they have already seen the potential of Dream City and the interests represented. What is the reason for Bishop Arthur's suspected decentralization?

"Everything is a gift from my lord, including the authority that you and I have. With authority to create the dream market, how can I occupy a private seat?"

"Can you accept the three masters? It is not easy to raise orphans in the nuns of the monastery. More money is always good."

Ning Xiuyuan said calmly.

The biggest benefit of Dream City to him is not to win over people's hearts.

Because he is not a believer of Dawn God!

He is just a passer-by here, he will leave here sooner or later, what's the use of winking people's hearts?

Of course, if he should buy, he will still buy, but this is just a handy move.

Dream City's greatest benefit to him is actually the extraordinary ritual of the trading judge.

As soon as the dream market came out, the new trading rules made his power rise again, and the anchor of characteristics became stronger.

This is the biggest and most valuable harvest!

As Dream City deepens his body and mind, the floating castle will be the source of his power and the tomb of the dead.

No one can destroy!

As long as the trade demand is in ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Dream City is there.

In contrast, what is the income of the dream market? A little bit of vulgarity.

It is worthwhile to tie up the senior Francis with these vulgar things and even influence Abbe's decision-making.

Besides, Dream City is always under his control.

This Dream City key is nothing more than a secondary authority!

"Master Bishop..."

Deacon Harry was stunned when he heard the words, he opened his mouth, and finally all his emotions were swallowed by his throat again.

Arthurs' piety and selflessness shocked him!

He realized that to shirk any more would be a humiliation to Lord Arthurs.

He said no more, and solemnly took a Dream City Key, clenched his fist tightly, pressed it on his chest, and said, "May my Lord light shine on the universe!"

Ning Xiuyuan watched Deacon Harry clenching his fists and thought, it was a gift of praise, praise, and gratitude from my true church!

Chapter end

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