Chapter 052 Garcia Sleepwalking in the Vatican
In the evening, a small stall was set up in the main hall.
Dozens of kerosene lamps were placed in a circle around the corners and flower beds, illuminating the entire hall with bright lights.
The bishop, Damien, and several priests were standing in front of the operating table, craning their necks to watch, blocking Garcia and his handicraft stall.
But Garcia at the operating table did not dare to slack off for a moment.
——He was enchanting his fellow villager’s gold cake.
Garcia always felt that there were surveillance cameras around him, because as soon as there was any movement on his side, the high priest would know immediately.
Just like this morning, Bai Su had just asked himself to enchant his gold cake, and in the afternoon, the elusive high priest changed the course content to "Forging and Enchanting of Gold", and also played the "Garcia has something to do and the high priest has nothing to do" trick, pushing all the troubles onto himself.
Then he hugged the leopard beauty in his arms and did something in the bedroom!
"Grandpa Bishop, please leave me a gap. I can't see clearly." Although he was very unhappy, Garcia still did his work honestly.
He really wanted to tell Bai Su that the iron rice bowl with free food and accommodation was not as leisurely as he imagined - praying in the morning, attending classes in the afternoon, and working overtime as an ironworker at night.
I never find time to slack off every day!
Hearing this, the bishop stroked his beard, and with his fat body, he pushed a priest next to him back, leaving a ray of light for Garcia.
At this time, the key step was just being carried out: the boy used a high-temperature fire gun to melt the 50-gram gold cake into gold water, and melted the copper bar in another mortar that was engraved with many English cursive letters and was flashing fluorescent light into water. Then he mixed the two together and continued to heat it with the high-temperature fire gun until the liquid was completely integrated.
While waiting for the alloy to cool down, Garcia dared to breathe freely. Daming also took the opportunity to wipe the sweat from his nose, in return for a grateful smile from the blond boy.
Seeing that the alloy had solidified slightly, Garcia carefully picked up the alloy with tweezers and threw it into a basin filled with holy water beside him.
Suddenly, streams of fine pink foam rose from the basin.
After a while, the foam melted, and when Garcia used tweezers to fish out a pink gold cake from it, all the onlookers exclaimed in surprise - His Majesty the Son of God was able to achieve this level of enchantment on gold for the first time, which amazed them.
Before this, only the high priest and a few bishops in the entire Vatican could do this.
If someone with insufficient divine power were to try, they would fail when fusing other materials with blessing effects.
And just now, they saw with their own eyes that Garcia was carving a spell on the copper bar while speaking words. When he stopped, the spell on the copper bar immediately showed a beautiful fluorescent light.
At this point, it is basically completed.
Next, you just need to shape the rose gold according to the shape of Bai Su's original gold cake and print the same pattern and date on it.
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After returning to the bedroom, Garcia opened the bedroom door with a hint of trepidation, only to find that the bed was empty.
The Archangel has left.
While I breathed a sigh of relief, I also felt a little lost in my heart - a pillow that can't speak or open its eyes is really practical in the cold spring season!
Besides, this pillow is so cool! It also has a constant temperature and doesn’t need to be charged!
After washing up, Garcia curled up naked in his quilt castle. As he felt sleepy, he vaguely felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.
If you don’t remember it, then it’s not important.
So I fell into a sweet dream.
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The next day at noon, in the cafeteria, Garcia used a knife and fork to tear the turkey leg on the plate.
He is so angry!
Bai Su, this tasteless rich man! He doesn't understand fashion at all! He doesn't understand the romance of 18K rose gold!
It took me a long time to come up with a brilliant Landlord super doubling BUFF for him!
hateful!
Garcia was so angry at the time that he didn't even bother to secretly observe the Centaur's physiological structure. He drove Bai Su away without a few words, and has been sulking until now.
Garcia's mood didn't improve until Daming woke him up from his nap and told him that the afternoon classes were cancelled and he could do whatever he wanted freely.
It can even be called joyful.
Garcia had no plans to leave the Vatican - it was too big, and he had been very busy these days, so in fact he hadn't been to many places.
So I planned to explore the internal facilities of the Holy See today, and then go to the small town to explore new maps when I have the chance to take a day off next time.
Garcia refused Damien's suggestion that he accompany him on the tour and wandered around on his own.
He met few people along the way.
First, there are not many clergy in the Vatican, and second, these people basically only work in their own jobs and rarely leave their fixed offices.
Garcia was like Alice in Wonderland for the first time, full of curiosity about everything. He skipped around in the Vatican, which was as quiet and beautiful as a garden.
Occasionally, when passing by some strangely shaped buildings, he would go around to the side of the house, stand on tiptoe, lean on the glass window, and peek at what the people inside were doing.
When passing by the fountain, he took out a copper coin from his pocket, threw it in, and made a small wish.
Passing by the lecture hall, he would squat like a little frog and move in through the back door while the clergy who were in retreat were not paying attention. He would walk to the bookshelf, quickly pick up a book, then take it to the lawn and climb up a tree branch to read.
After reading it, tie it up with a ribbon, hang it on a tree branch, pat your butt and leave.
Passing by the glass greenhouse again, I saw two men clinging to each other through the gaps between the spider plants.
Passing by...
Huh?
Garcia paused, looked around quickly, then tiptoed back like a thief.
Walk outside the glass wall, find a relatively hidden angle, put your face against it, and look into the room——
The high priest and the leopard beauty, whom he had only met once, were kissing under the wisteria flowers.
The leopard beauty's hair was messy, and the clothes she was wearing were obviously not her own. They were too big, loose, and embroidered with the exclusive totem of the Holy See.
The high priest was not wearing an outer robe, but only an undergarment.
Wow wow wow! Garcia covered his mouth, afraid that he would scream out loud.
What kind of fate is it that allowed me to see my boss and his cat again in this greenhouse!
Just as I saw the two of them change their positions and continue pulling, I heard a slight sound of wings fluttering.
Garcia looked back and saw that it was indeed his little pet double eyelids.
"Shh!" Garcia put his finger to his lips, signaling the little eyeballs not to hit his face.
Then he tiptoed out.
He pinched the little eyeball's wings with his fingers and carried it to an open area like a chick. Seeing that no one was around, he immediately put his hands on his hips and demanded fiercely: "Tell me! Where have you been playing again? Why didn't you ask me to go out and play?"
Seeing the little eyes circling around him anxiously, looking clumsy as if wanting to explain but having no mouth, Garcia couldn't help laughing again.
After happily exploring the adventures for the whole afternoon and eating a mouthful of melon, Garcia was in a very good mood.
He didn't really care about the little eyeball being lost, but just pinched its spherical body with his hands in a malicious manner, making the little eyeball cry uncontrollably, and a lot of sticky and slippery transparent liquid overflowed from the tear duct.
Then he pretended to be merciful and forgave it, washed his hands, and went to have dinner.
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His day was no different from any other.
He used his wheel eyes to examine the continents, the deep sea, the dark forests, and the holy mountains in the sea, and found that they were no different from usual, each one of them extremely boring.
I couldn't help but think of that tasteful blond boy again.
After the sun set, He re-projected His consciousness onto that human-like body.
He noticed that there were many people moving around in the hall where he was enshrined. After thinking about it, he did not disturb them, but instead quickly went to his brother's bedroom.
My brother is reading a book and there is no one else in the room.
He chose to show up directly.
"Amber, I..."
The high priest looked up in response, his eyes widened in surprise at first, and then he quickly interrupted the words he had been brewing for a long time in an attempt to seek justice for his appearance.
The high priest frowned and scolded: "Jophiel, put on some clothes!"
As he said this, he stood up and walked to the wardrobe. He took out a robe that the logistics priest had just made for him and had never worn before and threw it to the silver-haired man he called Jophiel.
Seeing that he didn't know how to put it on, he helped him put it on with a grim face.
The high priest ignored Yophiel's face as he looked like he had a lot to say, as if he already knew about his body. He pulled him aside and started a night-long love education on topics such as "Since you have decided to use a body close to that of a human, you must abide by the rules and ethics of the human world, such as wearing clothes when going out..."
By the time the high priest finished his educational speech with two pots of tea, it was already dawn.
And Yophiel was forced to listen with a paralyzed face all night long, and he couldn't get a word in during the whole process.
"Okay, that's all for now." The high priest cleared his hoarse throat, as if he had just remembered something, and asked Jophiel with a smile, "Last night, you suddenly came to see me. What did you want to say?"
In response, there was a bang, and Jophiel's robe was gone.
"I told you to wear clothes when you go out, kid..." The high priest muttered a few words, threw his robe into the clothes basket, yawned and prepared to go to bed.
He thought, it feels so good to push all the work to subordinates.
So, in the bright spring sunshine, Garcia was meeting Bai Su for the second time, Yophiel once again transformed into Wheel Eyeball, and even Eli was not idle, turning into a leopard and running on the way to the farm to peek.
Only the high priest slept soundly in the bedroom without being disturbed.
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