The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Chapter 1507: 14 scholars

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Early Tuesday morning, Zach waited for the call. Vertex 23S. The fastest update. Let’s leave Zach alone and watch the Grande Restaurant.

There is one more girl, Sissi.

"Why does Heaven want to accept such imbeciles?" Sissi is not scolding, she is explaining the fact. There is a white (Heaven) undead floating in Grande's restaurant. The form is that of an adult, but the IQ is, I'm afraid. Less than three years old.

Alice was kinder, "Aren't there any younger souls in heaven?"

"Young?" Sissi rolled her eyes at Alice, as if she was dissatisfied with Alice's implicit use of youth to replace imbecility, "No." Sissi rolled her eyes back, "What's the use of a young soul?! Humph, human beings Before a child receives formal education, he cannot distinguish between good and evil. Such a soul cannot even be considered a believer."

Alice was silent for a while, and Maya spoke unkindly and mocked, "Children's souls are pure~ Don't your beliefs like to promote pure souls the most~"

"Purity is not stupidity." Sissi did not sugarcoat it. "The separation of good and evil in the Holy Lord's teachings is to return human souls to purity." Regarding the standards for judging life, this statement is indeed simple and crude, "But even if it is good And evil is also based on the soul already having a qualified understanding of the world. Children, people with insufficient IQ..." glanced at the floating dead spirit, "Humph, do you expect that kind of guy who knows nothing to abide by the doctrine? "

Alice spoke again, "Can't you teach him? Let him learn, just like a child."

"Hmph." Sissi's eyes continued to follow the floating undead spirit, "If he is really a child, his soul intelligence has not had time to follow the body's development, and the accumulation of soul marks will be terminated due to the interruption of life. Hum, it is not that heaven has not accepted it. An example of this kind of soul, but he is not a child after all, he is an old man!" Not polite at all, "An old man who has experienced a complete life, his soul mark is not accumulated before it is too late, but has been corroded! "Sissi rolled her eyes again. This roll of eyes, accompanied by a raised head, was directed at the vampire in the office on the second floor. "Huh, the end result is the imbecile and brainless look you have now!"

Sissi was obviously the type who became more and more unhappy the more she talked, "Look at him, he probably doesn't even know he's dead!"

As if to confirm Sissi's words, the white undead spirit floated to the dining table, trying to take the food on the dining table with a confused look on its face. Naturally, he couldn't even touch the hot steam of the food.

They have already gone through the undead stage of the faith trial, and are still in the psychological construction of the confused earthbound spirit stage. It is equivalent to an adult who has already started a family and is sad because he did not receive a gift from his parents pretending to be Santa Claus on Christmas Eve.

Isn't this stupid

Sissi clicked her tongue and turned to face the angel Camille. The main reason why she came to Grande for breakfast this morning was, "Execute it. It's useless to keep this kind of thing." After saying that, she still looked at it. Chapman, the demon who stayed in Grande, had an emotionless indifference in his eyes.

Sissi naturally placed the blame on the devil who left without permission during the trial of faith.

With the saint's permission, the angel Camille can 'show' his angelic 'power' in this world.

Maya paused while eating, frowned, and looked away from the space shining with golden light, "Tsk, I thought the angels you praised in your faith were such noble creatures, but in the end, they are as barbaric as demons."

Sissi did not avoid the cruel behavior that happened in this space. Camille tore the white undead into pieces, and then devoured the other party's soul mark.

"Everything the devil knows comes from fallen angels." Sissi ate normally, "Where do you think every fallen angel originally lived?" I don't know if this question is self-deprecating or just a matter of course. But with Sissi’s personality, the chance of the latter should be higher.

The call Zach was waiting for came. We return to the office.

"Zach? I heard you are looking for us?" Constantine's voice.

Zach did not have Constantine's contact information, so the call was sent to Taylor by Giovanni, who then transferred him to the religious college that supports Constantine's research... a process full of twists and turns.

"Yes!" Zach has been waiting all night, so he should be a little excited. "I would like to ask you how the research on manipulating faith trials is going? Have you succeeded?"

"Uh..." Constantine's hesitation was reasonable, "Why do you ask this all of a sudden? Has the Sabbat handed over the supervision of research to you? Are you going back to the west?"

"Oh! No." In order to avoid Constantine's further misunderstanding, Zach decided to say first, "I just want to tell you a... wonderful event that happened here last night. It may be useful for your research."

"Just tell me." There was a swallowing sound on Constantine's side. The former caring priest neighbor should be pouring coffee to focus on the information Zach was about to give.

"Last night, a soul that was judged by both angels and demons to belong to hell was finally judged by faith and given to heaven."

"Really?!" Very good, Constantine was pleasantly surprised.

"It's true!" Zach heard what happened in the restaurant downstairs, but there was no need to ruin Constantine's surprise so quickly, right? "That soul happened to be strongly stimulated during the trial of faith..."

"Wait a minute, I'll take the notebook..." Constantine's scholarly attitude made Zach awe-struck, "Okay, you said strong stimulation? What stimulation?"

Zach satisfied Constantine's thirst for knowledge, "To put it simply, his son did not forgive him as a father in his final farewell."

"Negation of life?" Constantine was obviously modeling the single event that Zach said, "Well, I understand. The soul no longer has any right to change life, especially those who have reached the point of beginning faith. Judging the soul." The scholar's attitude, isn't it, is already making a theoretical summary of the facts, "Forgiveness of the living should be the last salvation that the soul can get in this world. Well, it is a strong stimulus, Zach, you continue."

Zach continued, "Under such intense stimulation, the soul engaged in very extreme acts of resistance."

Scholar, "The last desperate resistance to this world. Well, that's good." Zach could hear the sound of writing over there.

"So in order to help the angels and demons who oversee the faith trial process, I stepped in to help." Zach paused, just in time, the writing sound on the other side of the receiver stopped, and then he spoke again, "I used my blood to trap that soul."

Constantine on the other side of the receiver was quiet for longer than Zach expected. Just when Zach was a little embarrassed, he burst out in rapid writing, and Constantine's voice became obviously high-pitched, "I know! Vampire!" The corrosive effect of blood on the soul! Why didn't I think of it before?! The trial of faith will define good and evil on the soul mark! It is exactly the colorant for diseased tissue in modern human medical technology! With a clear goal, manipulate the trial of faith The only way to achieve the result is to eliminate the corresponding soul mark!"

Zach blinked. He thought he would have to struggle to explain the situation at that time, but he didn't expect that a scholar is a scholar.

Constantine's excitement continued, "It's perfect! The blood of a vampire! The Faith of the Holy Lord will defend against interference from other external forces on the soul during the trial, but the blood of the vampire belongs to the creation of the Faith of the Holy Lord! Use tools made by the Holy Lord , a judgment that changes the definition of the Holy Lord! Perfect!"

The admiration in Zach's heart was so strong! Zach gave Constantine a moment of sizing to enjoy.

Then, inevitably, "But, there's a little problem here." Zach advanced cautiously.

"Haha, it doesn't matter, Zach, you don't know how helpful you are. If you didn't tell me this, Eric and I wouldn't know how many detours we would have to take!"

Zach smiled along with him for a while, and continued to be cautious, "You'd better listen to this little question first."

"Okay~ you say~"

"Using this method to become the soul of the dead in heaven..." Zach had already thought of the words while waiting for the call. Now, he was just preparing for the person on the other side of the receiver, "It is a disabled soul." Like. Sissi said that she was imbecile or mentally retarded so rudely? Zach's tutor is not that bad.

"Sorry, what did you say?" Constantine simply didn't understand the soul and was not disabled.

Zach was still cautious, "You should have understood by now that the reason why souls that belong to hell eventually become undead in heaven is because the blood of vampires corrodes the soul marks that belong to the 'sin' defined in the faith, right?"

"That's the key, isn't it?" Constantine seemed a little confused.

"Another fact is that part of the accumulated life history of human beings that defines this soul and makes it an independent conscious individual has been wiped out by the blood of vampires."

There was silence on the other side of the receiver for a while. When he spoke again, the excitement had disappeared. It was a serious scholar's discussion, "The erasure of part of the soul imprint will not affect the individual consciousness of a soul. From the soul's separation from the dead body, The moment you become an Earthbinder, the mark of your soul is the natural demise." Constantine spoke unhurriedly, "Strictly speaking, any soul that belongs to heaven or hell has more or less missing life experiences. It’s not a problem, it’s acceptable.”

"Well, you're right." Zach agreed first, and then "But the soul mark that disappears in the natural process does not represent the soul mark that is corroded by vampire blood. Constantine, listen to what I say. Human life has A lot of repetition, every day, the experiences accumulated into soul imprints can be divided into countless definitions and descriptions of this person according to the person's personality, behavior, environment... Various things that affect human life, right? Under each description, there are a lot of Almost identical soul marks."

Give an example to facilitate understanding. A person is a smoker and consumes one cigarette every half hour. One day, excluding the 8 hours he sleeps, his soul mark will accumulate 32 cigarettes. One year... everyone calculates it by himself. Lifetime... Don't be too optimistic when doing calculations. People like this don't live long.

You should understand this, there are a lot of similar soul marks.

Constantine on the other side of the receiver was very obedient. The only sound in the receiver was his breathing, but it seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.

"The natural loss of soul imprints is the same as those forgotten memories. What is lost is just one of a large number of similar contents and will not affect the individual's consciousness."

Still using the above example, among the 32 experiences in a day, someone will probably forget that he picked up a cigarette 31 times, but it still cannot change the reality that he will die early.

"But." The inevitable but, "You just compared faith to human medical technology. I don't understand it, but I understand that you used the colors of hell and heaven in the faith trial as the distinction between vampire blood corroding the soul mark, right? .Either black or gold." Zach paused, "Vampire blood attacks the soul without distinction. Even if you control the attack on black or gold, more precise control, can you do it?" Zach answered quickly, "I can't, and I can tell you on behalf of all vampires, when a vampire spills his own blood, no one thinks about controlling which soul imprint his blood corrodes and which soul he avoids. Mark. What I want to say is that once the vampire's blood is used, the soul will become incomplete." Let vampires consider soul marks? How ridiculous.

Continuing to use the above example, someone who successfully ends his life due to lung failure becomes a soul. After being baptized with vampire blood, he may cry. Why? He would not be able to understand how someone who had never touched a cigarette in his life could develop a pair of black lungs and die from it? This is incomprehensible, unacceptable, and...

Everyone can keep up. The blood that indiscriminately corrodes the soul mark is very likely to completely erase someone's every smoking experience.

This is not an exaggeration. Just think about it and you will understand. If smoking is defined as a sin by the teachings of the Holy Lord, when the judgment occurs, at the moment when the sin is revealed, only one soul mark will turn black, making people A precise injection of vampire blood to corrode it? No, it's one piece. The vampire's blood is just a flame on this black patch, which is bound to burn through.

In the hole that is burned through the soul, everyone feels that how many experiences that are defined as sins have been erased from this soul.

After a long silence, "Can I ask, how are the souls who became dead souls in heaven last night at your place last night?" The attitude of a scholar is that he does not see the facts and does not draw conclusions.

Zach believed in Constantine's ability to control his emotions, "Just now, he was executed on the order of Sissi." He gave Constantine a glimmer of hope, "Yesterday's situation was a coincidence that no one thought of, and no one was aware of the whole process. Control, resulting in too many soul imprints being consumed by my blood, and the human experience of that soul has been preserved, which is completely unable to support him becoming qualified..." Zach still whitewashed it, "Normal person."

Constantine seized on this bit of hope, "What you're saying is that with reasonable controls, the results wouldn't necessarily be so bad."

Zach nodded to the air, "But disability is inevitable. It is inevitable that the soul that uses this method to change the outcome of the trial will deviate from the previous soul."

There was a deep breath on the other side of the receiver. Sure enough, Constantine's emotional control was worthy of Zach's trust. With a smile, "Haha, there are so many disabled people in this world who have lost their limbs the day after tomorrow, aren't they still living well~"

"That's the right mentality~" Zach also smiled, "I hope this will be helpful to you."

"It's a fact that it's helpful. The next thing is for Eric and I to work. Anyway, thank you sincerely for telling me~"

"You're welcome~"

Good communication always puts Zach in a good mood. Put down the phone and start your day.

Of course, Grande will not be open for business when there are reporters outside. The work refers to the request made by Allen yesterday to contact the insurance company.