The assistant didn't have time to explain to the two of them. He grabbed one of them and ran out.
From the other person's rambling words as he ran, Janelle finally understood what had happened.
Believers went to church as usual to apologize, hoping that God would take back the plague.
A believer who is on the verge of collapse hopes to find a bishop to help him get out of confusion.
But unexpectedly, he discovered that all the clergymen in high positions were missing.
I'm afraid he secretly left Verkhov at the beginning of the plague.
The believers, who believed they were abandoned by God, fell into madness.
It is believed that all this happened because of the people infected with the plague.
As long as they are all eliminated, the gods will recognize them again.
In their eyes, these doctors who stay with patients all day are also the source of the plague.
"What about the militias organized by the government and the guilds? Why didn't they stop them?"
Janelle asked while panting.
The assistant supported the elderly Dr. Scott and kept running out.
"There aren't many militiamen left. They can't stop the huge number of believers!"
"Why is this happening?"
Janelle's chest and lungs kept rising and falling, and she couldn't believe her ears.
But the assistant grew up with her and would never lie to her about such things.
If this is true, then their small number of people is indeed no match for the crazy believers.
Janelle suddenly stopped.
"You guys leave first, I'll go back and get something!"
After saying that, he ignored the shouts of his assistants behind him and ran towards the church in the middle of the quarantine area with a clear goal.
…
All of this was seen by Ren Ming and the other two standing nearby.
"These people are just sick, not dead. They are killing people!"
William said angrily, reaching out and punching the wall beside him hard.
He grew up in the small village outside of Verkhov and was very familiar with everything here.
Now we can only watch it move towards destruction step by step.
There is no longer the peace and tranquility of the past.
"Do you want to stop this from happening?" Ren Ming suddenly said.
William's anger was completely released because of this sentence before he could vent it all.
Could it be that...
"Sir, are you willing to help?"
William swallowed a few times, his throat inexplicably dry.
Eleanor also looked at Ren Ming in surprise.
She has never been able to see through this adult's actions.
Ren Ming, on the other hand, accepted the reactions of the two people well.
"It's not me who takes action, and it depends on whether you are willing to take action or not."
Although he felt that there was no point in taking action, the Black Death was now a terminal illness for them.
The believers' intervention only changed the patient's death from three days later to death now.
However, this was his chance to win over the two.
Ren Ming raised his hand, produced two pieces of parchment, and handed them to the two people through the air.
Eleanor's fingertips trembled, but she followed her heart and took down the parchment in front of her.
Although she has learned many foreign languages since childhood due to her family education.
But she had never seen the words on the parchment.
The various strange patterns on it give people an eerie feeling as if their souls are being sucked in.
"This is a soul contract. Using the fate of you and your descendants as collateral, I will grant you extraordinary abilities."
"It's enough for you to deal with this group of believers who are just blinded by anger."
Ren Ming explained to the two people who were full of questions.
He didn't want the apprentice he had trained with so much effort to ruin his plans in the end.
Or the cold contract made him feel more at ease.
But Ren Ming is not a tyrant, he won't...
"I sign!"
Ren Ming's words had just fallen out, and before he could add that he had no ill intentions.
William agreed without hesitation.
No matter whether the other party is a god or a devil, he is the one who saved him with his own hands.
What's the point of mortgaging your own destiny?
For people like me at the bottom of society, our destiny is never in our own hands.
Although William had not read many books, he had a clear understanding of human nature.
The other person is definitely not someone who takes pleasure in other people's suffering.
Perhaps, he would gain something by tying his fate to that of this great man!
William's decisive decision surprised Ren Ming.
I don’t know whether to say this kid is impulsive or has a strong sense of justice.
But he still instructed him to bite his finger and drip blood on the contract.
Ren Ming called out the system panel that only he could see and looked at the subversion value balance on it.
After all the subversion value was converted into spiritual veins last time, the growth of subversion value became slow.
After all, most people who should know about the existence of supernatural beings already know about it.
During the earthquake, ordinary people could not associate the real situation and did not provide much benefit to Ren Ming.
Now he only has 5,300 subversion points.
Ren Ming allocated two thousand points of subversion value and applied it to William.
This guy got a bargain.
Even the second-in-command of their Hermit Society doesn't receive this treatment.
"Boy, you have to hold on and understand what kind of power you want to gain."
"What?"
William asked dully.
He was still feeling the invisible sense of restraint that appeared on him after signing the contract.
The next second, a sharp pain swept through William's body.
“Ahhhhh!!!”
William fell to the ground with a thud, curled up like a shrimp.
The invisibility talisman on his body also fell off.
Ren Ming asked Eleanor to step back, giving him enough space to roll.
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