Name: Golden Ointment for Pain Miracle (Disposable)
Type: Item
Quality: Perfect
"Effect: Reduces damage taken by the player (including a decrease in sanity) after application, while increasing recovery speed, the increase being directly proportional to the player's level of suffering, lasting for three minutes."
Note: The more hardship a person can endure, the more endless hardship they will face.
"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"
Wow, a prop of perfect quality.
But thinking about it, it makes sense; the things the City Hall specifically requested couldn't possibly be ordinary items.
Unfortunately, despite the quality of the items, he still needed the City Hall to resolve the Peacock issue.
Furthermore, he already has an Heart of the Ocean, an item that reduces damage and increases recovery speed. Although its use is restricted, it's still usable.
Moreover, such perfect, one-time-use props are actually inconvenient to use.
You're reluctant to use it in small situations, and you don't have time to use it in big situations. You might hoard it until you die, so it's better to have superior-grade equipment.
"That's right, that's exactly it."
While hypnotizing himself, Liu Zheng stored the Twisted Holy Grail into his system space.
"Um, should we return this to you?"
He pointed to the Barbed Armor on his body and asked.
" The Great Baptism is complete; you may remove your armor, sir."
The old woman said.
"Okay, sure."
Liu Zheng took off his armor, revealing his flesh riddled with wounds.
Anke showed a look of pity, while the old woman looked shocked.
She knew very well that the other person's situation must be far more dire than this.
"A miracle! This is Pain Miracle!"
She knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Liu Zheng, not stopping even when her head was bleeding from the kowtowing.
The Helmet Man also knelt on the ground, and although he did not kowtow, he kept his head close to the ground.
"It's true that it's a miracle, but unfortunately, it's not a Pain Miracle."
Liu Zheng muttered to himself.
Of course, he tactfully refrained from saying it aloud.
"Get up, or no one will open the door for me if I knock myself unconscious."
Liu Zheng said.
"Sir, where are you going?"
The old woman looked up upon hearing this.
"I was sent by the Restaurant to purchase supplies in Yate, and he was my guide. Now that I've fulfilled my promise and sent his family to the Church of Pain, it's time to get back to work."
He pointed at Anke and said.
" Restaurant? Purchasing?"
The old woman looked bewildered.
She found it hard to imagine how someone who could easily pass the Great Baptism could end up working as a purchasing agent in Restaurant.
Are talents so worthless in the outside world?
"Sir, since that's the case, why don't you stay in the Church? Once the true form of the Twisted Saint is welcomed back, you can succeed to the papacy. With a living saint like you who has undergone the Great Baptism, the Church will surely prosper again."
The old woman quickly said.
"Forget it, how could you possibly prosper?"
Liu Zheng rolled his eyes.
"Not everyone experiences miracles like me. With your doctrine, the more devout the believer, the faster they die. In the end, either everyone will be a hypocrite, or everyone will be dead."
He said it without any politeness.
"Once you become Pope, you will naturally be able to offer new interpretations of the doctrine."
The old woman seized the opportunity to speak.
"I don't have the time. It's not that I can't be the Pope, it's just that delivering takeout is more cost-effective."
Liu Zheng shook his head as he spoke.
Seven days later, he will either return to the Metropolis or settle the account directly; in any case, he cannot stay in Yate any longer.
Even if you include Anke's family and Fula, there are only seven people in total.
A pope with seven followers—it's shameful to even mention it.
"Then at least please help me find the true form of the Twisted Saint."
The old woman's true intentions were revealed.
"I'm busy."
Liu Zheng continued to refuse.
"There are still some treasures in the church's treasury. If you find the true form of the Twisted Saint, I can give them all to you."
The old woman gritted her teeth and said.
"That's interesting, continue."
He nodded.
"What other items do you need to purchase, sir? We can help you with that."
The old woman thought for a moment and then said...
"The tavern owner can handle most of the ordinary stuff. But I do have a list that I need your help with."
Liu Zheng took out his diary and opened it.
Can you see what's on it?
He asked.
"I can only see blank space, sir."
The old woman shook her head.
This seems to be the effect of " Cognitive Obstruction ".
Liu Zheng nodded, took out Bai Langzi's poem manuscript, and copied part of the City Hall's list onto it.
"And now?"
He handed the notebook to the old woman.
"That's enough, sir."
The old woman took the notebook and began to read it carefully.
"Sir, I might know where it is."
She quickly pointed to a line of text and said.
"Oh?"
Liu Zheng looked at the place she was pointing to, which read "Tomel Holy Grail".
"Where?"
He asked.
"In the Church's treasury lies a golden cup, unearthed from underground ruins. These ruins belong to an ancient civilization, and the people of that civilization seem to have been called the Tomel People."
The old woman said.
"Seem?"
"This is the result of research by the Kalkaluns Academy; the Church only learned of it through certain methods."
The old woman hesitated for a moment before speaking.
Since it is suspected that the true form of the Twisted Saint was stolen by the Kalkaluns Academy, the Church of Pain will naturally not do nothing.
After all, it was once the only Church in Yate, and although it has declined now, it still has some popular support.
Although we may be powerless to physically confront them, we can still gather some information.
"Oh, okay? Then please take a look."
Liu Zheng said casually.
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."
The old woman nodded to the Helmet Man.
The Helmet Man stood up and walked deeper into the church.
Soon, he walked up to Liu Zheng with a golden cup in his hand.
"My lord, this is the golden cup that was unearthed from the Tomel Ruins."
The old woman took the golden cup from the Helmet Man and handed it to Liu Zheng with both hands.
Why didn't he just hand it to me?
Liu Zheng asked casually.
"This... he is a sinner and has no right to associate with esteemed saints."
The older woman replied somewhat awkwardly.
" Church with only two people, including a sinner. What sin did he commit?"
He asked, somewhat speechless.
"Sir, may you please lower your head?"
The older woman said with some difficulty.
"Oh."
Liu Zheng lowered his head as instructed.
He masturbated in front of the statue of the Twisted Saint.
The old woman spoke in a voice as thin as a mosquito's buzz.
"Hiss~"
He looked at the Helmet Man with a deep sense of respect.
Good heavens, they actually managed to charge that?
It's a real shame this kid is stuck in a small place like the Church of Pain. If he were in Metropolis, he might be a manager or something at the Chaos Club.
"Can I pardon him?"
Liu Zheng asked.
Although it's a bit perverted, it's harmless to others.
It's absurd that Church with only two people would bring up a sinner. Let's just consider it a good deed he did each day.