Chapter 153 Rodney's Choice

It took Tiffany a while to calm down.

Crown did not say anything more to comfort her. Such sadness could only be healed slowly with time.

He took out the gifts he had prepared. The two children, who did not know what sadness was, took them happily and ran back to their rooms to play.

Tiffany took the hat and said perfunctorily, "Thank you, it's beautiful."

After saying this, she casually placed her hat on the armrest of the sofa, took out a white handkerchief with pink lace and wiped away the tears that were flowing again.

Rodney took the pipe and nodded, sitting next to his wife and holding her head.

Tiffany couldn't stop her tears from flowing down: "I have already lost two family members, and now I can't agree with your decision. Even if you succeed in the training program, you will definitely be sent to work in a more dangerous place, right?! When the bad results come, I can't bear it."

"Your choice is to sit and wait for death. Danger will always come inadvertently. We cannot choose our fate, but we can choose to make ourselves stronger to cope with all the difficulties in the future."

As Crown listened to the two's conversation, he realized that there might have been some kind of disagreement between them before he arrived, and that they were having a quarrel.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why he knocked on the door so hard but it took so long for someone to come and open it.

"What's wrong with you guys? It seems like you guys are arguing about something?"

"Let Rodney tell you," Tiffany said, choking.

Rodney gently stroked his wife's long chestnut hair and spoke in a low voice:

"I've heard that the towns under the city are moving here, but many people from the towns have suffered serious casualties. I didn't dare tell your sister about this situation, so I secretly asked a friend to find out and tell me immediately if he had any news about Zak Town.

Later, my friend told me that you were not on the list of people compiled by Zak Town.

Clown, Zach Town has been relocated here for many days, where have you been?"

Hearing that his brother-in-law had done so much in secret, a trace of warmth flashed in Clown's eyes: "I did not follow the ordinary personnel. When I came to Rhine City, I was separated from the townspeople. I belong to the Crusader Corps of the Church and currently work in the Security Bureau."

"Crusaders? Are you working for the Security Bureau?" Rodney seemed excited. He didn't quite understand what the Crusaders were, but he knew clearly what the Security Bureau meant.

The Patrol Police Department will assess the danger level of paranormal cases, and those with higher danger levels will be transferred to the Security Bureau for handling.

"Are you working in a clerical position?" Rodney asked immediately.

"No," Crown shook his head, "I'm not destined to sit in an office and drink tea. I'm a fighter."

Rodney was even more excited. The fighters of the Security Bureau must be super soldiers. His wife was worried about her safety, but her brother was working in a very dangerous department.

He didn't know how his brother-in-law suddenly turned into a super soldier of the church, but he knew that he would definitely understand his choice.

"Crown, you have to help me persuade your sister. I want to join a training program with the goal of becoming a super soldier like you, but your sister doesn't agree.

Tiffany, the Security Bureau is a department that specializes in dealing with supernatural events. Crown's job is much more dangerous than mine. He must have become a super soldier. You can learn the real side of this world from him.

Tell Tiffany quickly, is this world becoming less and less safe? Is it true that only by becoming a super soldier can one have the power to protect their loved ones? "

Rodney unkindly dragged his brother-in-law into the water.

Tiffany stopped crying, sat up straight, and asked sternly, "Is what Rodney said true? Are you dealing with those terrifying monsters every day now?"

"It's not like we deal with each other every day. I'm on vacation right now, and I think the danger at work is still within controllable range," Crowne glanced at Rodney and winked at him.

He hummed, and continued, "The world is indeed changing, and the future will be more dangerous. If you want to protect yourself, becoming a transcendent is a necessity."

"See, I was right. Only by becoming a superhuman can you protect yourself and your loved ones," Rodney said. He nodded to his brother-in-law implicitly: "Tell me, what kind of superhuman are you now? What amazing abilities do you have? I only know that there are many kinds of superhumans, but I have no idea what the difference is between them."

Seeing his sister looking at him curiously, Clown nodded slightly and began to explain the differences between the extraordinary people:

"Let me first talk about the extraordinary people in the church. We are divided into two types. One is the exorcist priest, and the other is the flame warrior like me, which is considered a special branch of the knight profession."

One of the purposes of his visit today was to inform his sister's family of the changes that were happening in the world, in order to encourage them to become extraordinary. He was originally still thinking about the starting point of the topic, but now there was no need.

He couldn't guarantee other extraordinary professions, but becoming a spirit master should be a sure thing.

He planned to teach the Golden Light Mantra to his sister first to see if it would produce any effect after she practiced it.

".Warlock Demon Hunter. The last type of extraordinary person is the Spirit Tamer, who can restrain a spiritual creature and use it for his own control. Their abilities vary greatly, depending on the creature they restrain."

Rodney nodded. "Yes, the project I participated in is to train spirit masters. The director told me that the materials consumed in the spirit master's awakening ceremony are two thousand gold shields. I don't know if it's true."

The name of the Spirit Awakening Ceremony immediately changed the dark style of the painting into a brighter one. Clown laughed. He now admired the words of the publicity staff: "If the conditions for controlling the spirits used in the Spirit Awakening Ceremony are good, it will indeed require two thousand gold shields or even more."

"It's a training program jointly organized by the Patrol General Administration and the Brotherhood. They said that the participants selected this time are all elites, and those spirit controllers used to awaken spirits are selected from the best quality," Rodney said happily.

"But becoming a spirit master is very risky, otherwise Rodney wouldn't be so hesitant. Is it dangerous for you to become a fire warrior?" Tiffany didn't believe in free lunch. The food cast for fish always contained hooks.

Clown explained: "Achieving extraordinary things always involves risks. Those children who have been trained since childhood have relatively less risk, but we have missed it. In fact, becoming a spirit controller is relatively easy, and I can help reduce the risk."

Tears welled up in Tiffany's eyes again:

"Can you reduce the risk to zero? I said, no matter how high the success rate you say, it is actually only 50%. This is a coin-flipping gamble, and the chips are your lives. I don't even know if you deliberately exaggerate the success rate."

"Crown nodded and said firmly: "I can indeed reduce the risk of becoming a spirit master to zero."

"I don't believe it. If there is such a method, how could such a huge organization as the Patrol Headquarters not know about it but you do?" Tiffany shook her head.

Rodney's eyes widened unconsciously, but he quickly returned to normal. He just regarded it as his brother-in-law's words of comfort.

"This is a method that is unique to me," Clown said slowly, "In the last supernatural event I experienced, I awakened a special ability when I was dying, otherwise I would have died long ago.

This ability can create an item that guarantees the absolute safety of the awakening ceremony. How could I joke with my brother-in-law's life?!"

"real?"

"Of course it's real. The manufacture of this item requires a special substance, so there is no possibility of promoting it at present," said Crown, taking out a Heart Purification Talisman and a Golden Light Talisman respectively.

"Don't move," he placed the Qingxin Talisman on his sister's cheek, "How do you feel now?"

"Well, it feels like I drank a special refreshing potion. It's refreshing and my mind is especially clear."

Clown took off the Qingxin Talisman and replaced it with the Jinguang Talisman. "What now?"

"It's warm, just like basking in the sun by the window on a winter afternoon." Tiffany had an incredible expression on her face. "Are these two pieces of paper so magical?"

"There's something even more miraculous," Clown took off the golden talisman, activated the power contained in the talisman, and released the golden armor technique and the moon spirit shield.

The golden and silver auras flashed and then slowly dissipated. Tiffany and the other person stroked the golden light film on the back of their hands and exclaimed: "What is this?"

"A layer of spiritual armor to defend against attacks. Are there any daggers or scissors here?"

"Oh, no. What are you going to do? How about a kitchen knife? I'll get it if you can."

"Can."

Rodney immediately got up and ran to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife.

Crown took the kitchen knife, grabbed his brother-in-law's hand, and started to cut it.

Before either of them could react, the kitchen knife had already chopped their hands.

Rodney subconsciously pulled his hand back when the kitchen knife fell, but he felt like he was wrestling with a bull and couldn't pull it back at all.

"Ah!" Tiffany screamed.

"Just kidding," Crown grinned, "This layer of armor can also deal with those small-caliber firearms."

"Let me see it quickly," she stood up and carefully observed her husband's hand. It was intact, as if the attack just now was just an illusion.

"Crown, it's better not to make such jokes in the future," Rodney wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.

"I want to prove my current abilities to my sister so that she will have some confidence in me. I am sure I can reduce the risks of the Spirit Awakening Ceremony, so that she will feel at ease to let you participate in the Spirit Master Training Program. I am doing this for your own good."

In the end, Tiffany was persuaded and agreed to let her husband join the spirit master training program.

Crown asked, "When will your training program begin?"

"Three days later."

"Here, these potions are specially made by me. They can help you cope with the occurrence of mutations. Take them together with other potions, one for each type of potion." Clown took out all the talisman waters on his body and gave two bottles of clearing heart talisman water and two bottles of golden light talisman water to Rodney.

In order to enable ordinary people to advance to the level of spirit masters, the evil spirits that can be controlled by ordinary people can be solved by just one bottle of talisman water made with his current ability, so he specially gave him two bottles for double insurance.

At this moment, Crown's stomach made a rumbling sound.

"Sister, I hadn't eaten yet when I came."

. . . .

At the dining table, little Martin snuggled in his mother's arms, while Julia stood beside his father, and the family of four watched the guest who was eating heartily.

Crown ate the last piece of toasted butter bread, calmly took off the napkin around his neck, and wiped the greasy corners of his mouth.

He smiled slightly: "What a nostalgic taste."

My sister’s cooking skills are good, but just good. But he enjoyed the food very much.

"With such an appetite, is it because you haven't received your salary yet and have been hungry these days? I'll give you some money," Tiffany stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

"It's normal for extraordinary people to eat more. I can't spend all my salary on food. My current residence is an internal property of the church. The rent is not high, and I can still have some surplus every month."

Clown hurriedly got up and caught up with her: "Sister, I have something to talk to you alone."

"Well, sister and brother want to have a private talk, let's go to your room and play with the toys your uncle gave you, okay?" Rodney said to the children.

"well."

Only the brother and sister were left in the living room.

Clown lowered his head slightly and looked at the woman who was once so much taller than him. He smiled and said, "Sister, I will teach you a method of visualization. You can try it and see if it works."

"Visualization? After visualization, can you release scorching flames to burn evil monsters to death like the wizards in novels?" Tiffany showed a curious and inquiring look like a child.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"There is no such function. After success, you can release spiritual armor to protect yourself like me. However, that will happen a long time later. It is not so powerful at the beginning."

Clown asked his sister to close her eyes and sit cross-legged on the sofa, and taught her the visualization method of the Golden Light Mantra: "I said, you follow the rhythm I say. First, you imagine that there is a silver-white bright full moon not far in front of you, and the cold moonlight shines on your body. Then, you imagine that this full moon flies towards you, and at the same time becomes smaller and smaller, and merges into your brain from the center of your eyebrows."

The cycle of the Golden Light Mantra was not difficult. Half an hour later, Tiffany had completely memorized the process of visualization and had visualized a big cycle according to the process.

“You don’t feel anything at all?”

"It's too early. You need to visualize it a thousand times at least for the effect to appear. If you have time, just keep visualizing it."

Clown took out a stack of Qingxin Talismans and Jinguang Talismans, told his sister how to use them, and then said, "Wait until your brother-in-law becomes a spirit controller, and let him drink the talisman water every few days. It's getting late, and I have to leave too. I will come back to visit you when I am on vacation. Remember, keep meditating when you have time. If you feel very hungry after meditating, it means you have mastered the visualization method."

Clown picked up a note from the small table at the door and wrote down his address. "You can come to me if you have anything. If you want to enter the state of visualization, you must tell me. If I am away on a mission, please write me a note."

Tiffany took the note: "Can I tell Rodney about this method?"

"Let's talk about it after you get started with the visualization method. I'm not sure whether others can succeed in visualization yet."

"Okay," Tiffany looked at the note and put it in her pocket, then walked to the children's room and knocked on the door: "Julia, Martin, uncle is leaving, shall we say goodbye to him?"

The door opened immediately, and five-year-old Julia rushed out, holding up her Garfield cat and saying, "Uncle, I also want the mecha toy that you gave to Martin. It's really cool."

Crown took Garfield, covered it with his hat, bent down and said, "Next time your uncle comes, I'll give you a mecha toy. Today, I'll take this fat cat back."

The little girl thought for a moment and said, "If you take the cat away, I won't have any toys like this. You can leave the cat here and come back next time."

"Wow!"

Julia's eyes lit up with bright stars. She held the Optimus Prime handed to her with both hands and raised it above her head: "Martin, I have a mecha too."

Rodney's heart seemed to be stirred by a huge wave. He had also played with the toy before. He knew that this thing was made of solid steel, but it changed into another shape in a very short time.

He took a deep breath, touched the few bottles of talisman water in his pocket, and felt more at ease.

Crown said goodbye to his sister and her family and hired a carriage to return to his residence.

This time, the journey took less than an hour and the fare was only five silver coins.

. . . .

The next day, Crown received the fine iron ingots sent by Chasi and began to enjoy his last day of vacation.

I swallowed the essence of iron, visualized the Golden Light Mantra, and practiced the Rock Breathing Method for several hours.

The day passed quickly, and in the evening, the Nikto came to tell him that Torres was already a member of their team and would officially start work tomorrow.

After dinner, Crown did not continue to improve his skill proficiency.

He leaned against the window, staring at the hazy night scene in a daze. For some reason, he suddenly felt empty and confused in his heart.

In his previous life, his life was busy and decadent.

He started working after graduating from college, writing code at work and playing games after get off work. It’s not that he didn’t want to find something more interesting, but playing games is really the most cost-effective pastime.

Now, having traveled to this increasingly dark world, in order to survive at first, he practiced and improved himself day after day, and his life had actually been drifting with the tide.

I was a small figure in my previous life, and this mentality has not changed much in this life.

He really couldn't imagine what kind of mentality those ancient sages who established their hearts for heaven and earth and their mission for the people had.

In the distance, the Zeppelin airship suspended in the sky cast a searchlight, and he understood that some supernatural case must have occurred there.

Crown closed the window and pondered the meaning of his life.

The golden wall gave him a higher starting point, but life should not be just about improving skill proficiency.

Maybe he should learn from Geralt, walk more roads, see more scenery, and hunt stronger monsters . . . .

The next day, Crown and his two companions arrived early at the Security Bureau's Seventh Precinct at 12 White Street.

Del took Torres out to go through the entry procedures. Crown seemed to be taking a nap on the sofa, but he was actually practicing his armor-condensing ability.

The sudden feeling of confusion last night had disappeared without a trace this morning. He had temporarily figured out that if he wanted to be free, he must have enough power so that he could make choices as he pleased.

Jason walked in and smiled before he spoke: "Didn't you sleep well last night? Did you go to a place that allows people to indulge themselves?"

Crown put away the iron essence armor pieces that were floating on his body and smiled: "I haven't had the chance to go to such an indulgent place to experience it."

"Haha, I'll take you there if I have the chance. My teacher once told me that people should have a sense of tension, but also learn to relax. Only by having a proper balance between tension and relaxation can we follow nature and comprehend more truths."

Clown sensed the time. It was already 8:15. He was a little confused: "Why hasn't the captain come yet? Is he attending a meeting?"

"Yes, I ran into him when I came here. On weekdays, the captains have a regular meeting every morning, and the director will distribute the supernatural cases that were piled up yesterday."

“I don’t know what kind of mission I will receive this time.”

"There will be no mission today. This is the only day off every month."

Is there such a good thing?

Clown asked in surprise: "This is a good tradition. Is there any explanation?"

"Today is the night of the full moon. The extraordinary people will sense the pollution and erosion of the spiritual plane at night. It is not suitable to go on a mission today."

"That Night"

"Full moon nights are the peak nights for supernatural cases. Most high-level supernatural beings will hide in various buildings to avoid being invaded. We are going into the sanctuary. Those warlocks also have their own places to go. Only a few high-level supernatural beings will be left outside. By the way, do you have a place to go tonight?"

"No," Crown shook his head.

"Now a large number of extraordinary people have poured into the city, and there is a serious shortage of space in the church sanctuary. With the current pollution intensity, we can slowly purify the erosion ourselves, but this will be a waste of time and energy."

As the two were talking, Del and Torres pushed the door open.

"This new team member is called Torres Parker. He comes from the same place as us, so we need to take better care of him in the early stages," Crown introduced.

"Okay, but I won't take care of you on purpose. Extraordinary people have to rely mainly on themselves," Jason answered without enthusiasm.

Crown didn't care. That was just the other person's personality.

As Jason said, Crown had a slacking day.

After he had used up all the spiritual power of the Fire Cube, he visualized the Golden Light Mantra twice and then went to the small training ground in the bureau to practice his proficiency in the Stone Breathing Technique.

Before leaving get off work, Nick found him and said, "Now a large number of people are pouring into Rhine City. There is not enough space in the sanctuary. We have to stay in the outside world tonight."

"I understand, but you should be able to be assigned a seat, right?"

Clown was puzzled. Given the relationship between the priest and Fanny Sis, how could he not arrange a seat for him? Moreover, the other party mentioned the "old man" again, and it was obvious that he was an expert.

Nick understood what his companion meant and said with a smile, "There's no need to bother anyone with such a small matter. Besides, it's not that scary to stay outside on a full moon night."

He patted his companion on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "I have something important to inform you. Tomorrow, Archbishop Flanders wants to see you."

"Your Excellency Cardinal Friend?"

"Yes, there is only one Flanders in the Rhine Diocese. It must be your performance in the last mission that caught his attention. Tomorrow, put on your armor and we will go to the Holy Fire Cathedral in style."

. . The vampire is called Vlad, and the bishop is called Flanders... Don't get them confused

(End of this chapter)