Blue and White Society

  Chapter 733 Incomprehensible body

   "It's troublesome. As expected, if you become a priest, you have to accept another degree of restriction."

  Mo Poor certainly wouldn't think the other party was a pervert.

  The proficient words and the prepared surgical tools all indicate that this is what every citizen must face to become an official clergyman of the Gaia Church.

  Show the heart to the gods?

   This must be the archbishop's crown containment, a way to trigger a certain characteristic.

  The effect, as expected, is some kind of restriction, a kind of control.

  If you refuse, it is tantamount to revealing your secrets, because as a pious citizen to such an extent, you will not refuse to dedicate your life to God, let alone the so-called showing your heart to God?

  However, as a member of the club, knowing that the other party is going to impose some kind of restriction on himself and put on a 'collar', how can he accept it calmly?

  Thoughts turned suddenly, Mo Poor said excitedly and innocently: "Is the Mother God watching me?"

   Play stupid.

  How could he honestly go to bed right away?

  Helen is devout and pious, but she is a nine-year-old child after all, with a pure mind and fanaticism, but it does not mean that some pretentious and profound words can be quickly sorted out.

  It is also common for children to talk upside down.

  At this moment, Mo Poor is just pretending not to understand, as if he doesn't have the same focus as the other party.

  Extend the topic in this way.

   The archbishop didn't care about this, and smiled gently: "Yes, child, Mother Earth is watching you."

Mo Poor looked up at the archbishop excitedly and reverently, and asked, "Did God choose me? Sure enough, the great mother goddess blessed my body and gave me a mission... Helen is willing! Anything! I am willing to give my life Dedicated to the Mother God."

  She excitedly spoke incoherently, which made the archbishop a little confused.

   Of course, it is normal for a nine-year-old girl to be so excited when she hears the Mother Goddess watching her.

  Even adults, there have been many similar behaviors in the past, and the Archbishop has seen many of them.

  However, the archbishop noticed some strange details in the other party's words.

  Bless her body? What's the meaning?

  The archbishop looked at Bishop Feibo, as if to ask again: Was she created by the stone pillar?

  Fibo shook his head slightly. They would never use stone pillars to create children. That would be a waste of resources. They have always created almost perfect adults.

   He has already read Helen's file, and there is no problem. He has been a very pure and devout child since childhood, and his parents are also devout citizens. Even his father was a Shizhu man who was sent to land and died as a martyr.

  Although Helen's sudden improvement made him a little surprised, but in general, he still thinks that this is a good seedling worth cultivating, and he might become a bishop when he grows up.

   "What did the Great Mother God bless you? Child." Fibo asked.

Mo Poor said excitedly: "Since the day before yesterday, my body has been changing... This must be the gift of the mother god. I pray and thank the mother **** every day. I didn't expect my mother to tell me to become a priest today. I... I... too Happy."

  There should be an opportunity for why Helen has improved so much all of a sudden. Regardless of whether the other party will ask or not, Mo Poor has prepared several sets of excuses.

  After realizing that the other party planned to stab him, Mo Poor decisively stated that his body had mutated.

   It was precisely because of this mutation that 'Helen' thought it was a gift from the mother god, and then became more devout and fanatical.

  This aspect gives an opportunity for why I have become more religious.

   On the other hand, he took the initiative to propose that his body is particularly tough!

   You must know that although Mo Poor is in the second form, his physical attributes are different from ordinary people. Let alone compared with children, even compared with the king of special forces, he is extremely tough.

  With one touch of the scalpel, you will obviously feel the toughness of the skin, bones and muscles. The skin and flesh of a child feels particularly blunt when the scalpel is pierced. Isn't that ridiculous?

  Since this is the case, it is better to admit it first and take the initiative.

  Hearing these words, Fibo and the archbishop looked at each other in surprise, and asked, "What change?"

"I... um... I feel my body is getting harder and harder, and I'm fine when I jumped off the stairs... Uh... it's like something has been poured into my body..." Mo Poor looked like he didn't know what to say, coupled with his immature face , looks extremely cute.

  Hearing what Mo Poor said, Fei Bo looked calm. He just wondered if the child was too pious when he prayed, and had hallucinations. Strong psychological effects would affect his physiology.

   "Lie down, I will cut your chest open. After completing this ceremony, you will be the youngest priest." Feibo smiled and prepared an anesthetic needle.

  The archbishop who was sitting also felt that the little girl might have some spiritual problems because of her belief in religion...

  The archbishop himself knows best that if he believes in the goddess of Gaia, he will not gain any power.

  Mo Poor said with great anticipation: "Do you want to dig out my heart and dedicate it to the gods? Will my soul meet the mother goddess?"

  The archbishop pointed to the eyeballs on the crown and smiled: "You will not die, show your heart, and the mother **** will remember it. From then on, you will truly work together with all priests."

   "Work together?" Mo Poor asked curiously.

  This is the benefit of children. It is strange that children have no curiosity.

  The Archbishop smiled and said: "At that time, all devout priests like you can lend their strength to their companions, whether it is wisdom, strength, speed, or even all the skills they know can be transferred to each other."

  Mo Poor thought to himself that this is not a means of control, but a kind of group binding.

  All priests who have accepted this ceremony are bound together, and their physical fitness and even knowledge and skills can be transferred to each other. In theory, everyone's power can be concentrated on one person.

  To become a priest, one must join this rented group, because Helen will know about it sooner or later and receive related training, so the archbishop doesn't mind telling her in advance.

   "No... Did he really not hide it? Because it doesn't matter if he told me in advance, but this only talks about cooperation... What about concentricity? Maybe there is still a means of control, but he didn't say it."

   "Maybe people who join this kind of group will be assimilated in their thoughts? Or their hearts will never change, just like the wooden man effect, and they will be completely tool people from then on."

  Mo Poor's thoughts changed sharply, and he thought of many possibilities for a while.

  Afterwards, he paid attention to another detail, that is, the condition for joining that group is 'Mother God remembers'.

  Obviously, it is impossible for the Mother Goddess to look at him. Gaia's consciousness was blocked by the thinking magic card, and now she is a dead colossus standing on the bottom of the sea.

  The so-called Mother God's memory is nothing more than the record of the crown eyeball on the archbishop's head.

  Mo Poor closed his eyes, lay obediently on the operating table and said, "I'm ready, please show my heart."

   Bishop Fei Bo smiled and nodded, and gave Mo Poor an anesthetic injection.

  However, when he tried hard, the anesthesia needle bent.

   "What?" Fei Bo was taken aback.

  Holding up the bent needle, he unbelievingly kneaded the flesh on Mo Poor's arm, but it was soft without any sense of toughness.

   "What's going on?" The archbishop stared at Mo Poor.

  Mo Poor opened his eyes and said, "This is the strength bestowed on me by the mother god. My body suddenly became like this the day before yesterday."

   "It turned out to be true?"

  Fibo looked at the archbishop, and after getting a big nod, Feibo immediately picked up the scalpel, and skillfully and steadily cut open Mo Poor's chest.

   "Ah!" The girl cried out in pain, her body couldn't help struggling, but that pious face soon became firm again, with tears in the corners of her eyes, as if she was holding back the severe pain.

   Without anesthesia, this group of people went under the knife directly.

   Seeing her hold back, Fei Bo nodded with satisfaction.

  The scalpel is extremely sharp, no matter how strong Mo Poor's physical fitness is, it is impossible for him to cut open.

  Although the incision was made, Fei Bo has undergone operations for so many years, so he can naturally feel that the nine-year-old girl's body is inexplicably tough.

   "This defense is no less than that of crocodile leather." Fibo said.

   Then he frowned and said, "No blood yet?"

  Seeing that there was no trace of blood on Mo Poor's chest, Fei Bo peeled off the outermost layer of skin, planning to continue the dissection.

  However, just at the beginning, when he used the pliers to pull the skin aside, Feibo was stunned, and his hands were frozen there.

   "Huh? What's the matter?" the archbishop asked solemnly.

  As usual, Fibo should cut open the believer's chest cavity layer by layer like peeling an onion until the heart is completely exposed. Then he used this to let the eyes of the crown record the appearance of the heart and complete the characteristic binding.

  But Feibo, who has always been proficient in dissection, saw something incredible and stayed there?

   "Brother... Archbishop, I... I don't know what to cut..." Feibo said blankly.

  The archbishop narrowed his eyes, stood up, walked to the operating table, and took a closer look.

  I saw that under Helen's cut skin was a completely incomprehensible chaotic structure.

  How should I put it, it seems that every piece of flesh and blood is familiar, which is not surprising, but every piece of flesh and blood is unrecognizable and full of unknowns.

   Can't understand its location, can't understand its state. The brain simply cannot recognize and register such structures.

  He didn't see anything surprising, but he couldn't write down and identify what was inside.

  This feeling is extremely wonderful and weird.

  An incomparably contradictory and rational confusion lingers in their hearts, unknown, unknown, unknown...unrecognizable.

  No matter how you observe and think, the things inside seem to be the first time you see them in your life.

   EVERY LOOK! Even though it was the second and third time, even after observing for a few minutes, it was still as fresh and confused as seeing a strange thing for the first time.

   "Where is her heart?" Feibo wondered.

  The archbishop frowned and said, "There are still several layers of tissue away from the heart, right? I remember that you only saw the heart after cutting through many layers in the past."

  Fibo tilted his head in confusion and said: "But here... here is also like a heart. No, I can't cut it, I don't know what it cuts..."

  Anatomy is a very rigorous matter. Unless he doesn't care about the other party's life, he can't do it at all in the face of such a confused structure.

   "This amazing feeling..."

  Fibo and the archbishop looked at each other, with surprise and even surprise in their eyes.

   "Helen, did you come into contact with any strange things on the day you mutated?"

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  (end of this chapter)