Chapter 338: Miracles
The man stopped, turned and walked to the tunnel wall.
I fumbled and opened a rusty iron door, which led to a drainage ditch.
The man picked up his son and bent over to get through the iron gate.
Walk down the slippery, mossy stairs.
The canal with floating garbage leads all the way to the dock.
Not far along the canal, several dark shadows swam over.
They were a group of mutated crocodiles infected with Titan cells, predators at the top of the food chain in the sewers.
The boy jumped off his father and hid behind him, looking extremely nervous.
"Don't be afraid, Witt, crocodiles are our friends." The man whispered to comfort his son.
"They're just your friends," the boy complained, pouting. "They're not polite to me!"
He once attempted to emulate his father's example and establish telepathic communication with the Titan Crocodile.
Unfortunately, although he is the flesh and blood of "Crocodile King" Waylon, he did not inherit his father's super powers.
The crocodiles reacted coldly to his advances and refused to respond to his mental communication.
Three crocodiles poked their heads out of the ditch and licked Waylon's leather boots flatteringly.
Weiren selected the strongest one and issued a mental command: "Send me and Witt to the dock."
After giving the instructions, Waylon picked up his son and jumped directly onto the crocodile's back.
The Titano crocodile's broad back is like a raft.
Carrying the father and son, it went downstream.
"Dad! Can't you teleport me with you? It would be so much faster to teleport directly to the dock!"
Witt whispered.
He didn't like riding on the "crocodile boat" because he always couldn't help worrying that the crocodile would get angry halfway through the trip, flip over and throw him into the sewer.
"I have a distinguished visitor tonight. I will escort him into the inner city first, and then take him back to a safe place after he finishes his business."
Waylon patiently explained to his son why he couldn't use his "Rover" ability now.
"If we teleport to the dock now, we won't have the energy to escort that distinguished guest."
No matter how high the level of mutants infected with Titan cells is, they cannot use their superpowers without restraint.
For example, a "Wanderer" like Weilen needs to rest for a while to recover his magic power after teleporting, and cannot teleport again during this period.
Being able to teleport twice from late night to dawn is considered very impressive among the "Wanderers".
It took an hour for the crocodile to swim to the end of the drainage ditch.
A huge circular iron net blocked the outlet of the canal.
The father and son went ashore here, found the secret door, climbed up the stairs, and arrived at the abandoned subway station.
When you walk out of the subway station, the pier is right in front of you.
The night is dark and the new moon is high in the sky.
The twinkling stars shine brightly against the rippling water.
A small boat slowly sailed over.
Three figures left the boat and went ashore one after another.
"Annie! Cato! Long time no see!" Waylon went up to greet them, "How is Father Butler?"
"Dad is in good health. He can live at least another ten years!"
Cato came over cheerfully and hugged Waylon.
"Let me introduce you. This is the prophet, a new friend that Annie and I met in Kangzhen."
"prophet……?"
Wei Lun was stunned for a moment, his eyes sharp as he carefully looked at the young man following Anne.
The other person was at most sixteen or seventeen years old, with a handsome appearance, and looked like a sunny and handsome big boy.
This image is really inconsistent with his title of "prophet"!
"Waylon, I need your help tonight to escort the Prophet to Queens. There is a Presbyterian nursing home there and the Prophet wants to go in and take a look." Anne briefly introduced the purpose of the trip.
"Presbyterian Sanatorium..."
Waylon's thick eyebrows knitted together.
"As far as I know, the sanatorium has long been taken over by the Solomon Corporation. It is actually a secret base for conducting human experiments."
"The sanatorium is heavily guarded, with a large number of brain wave scanning alarms installed. I can't teleport in directly."
"It's okay, you just need to send me to the vicinity of the sanatorium, and I will take care of the rest myself." Alan said calmly.
Waylon gave him a look that showed distrust.
Turning to Annie, he asked, "You and Cato, aren't you going with me?"
"I would like to go, but the prophet won't let me go."
Anne shrugged, pretending to be aggrieved.
"By the way, if you take Cato and me with you, won't that exceed your weight limit?"
"Ordinary wanderers can only teleport themselves, but Weiren is different. He can teleport with a companion who does not exceed his own weight."
Cato took over and explained to Allen:
"In addition, Waylon can breathe in water and tame the ferocious Titan crocodile, so we all call him 'Crocodile King'."
"Wei Lun can carry you and transport you, but with Annie and I, we are overloaded. You and Wei Lun should be careful on the next leg of the journey and leave early and come back early."
Alan nodded and asked him, "What are your plans?"
Cato scratched his head and turned to look at Anne to listen to her decision.
"If you don't have anything urgent to do, go to our Ditch Gang's base, eat something, and have a good sleep."
Wayne patted his son on the shoulder.
"Wetter will lead the way for you."
"Okay, it's a rare opportunity, so let's stay here for two more days until the prophet finishes his work, and then send him back to Liberty City."
Cato said with a smile.
Anne had no objection and walked up to the boy, stroking his hair with sympathy in her eyes.
"Witt, are you okay?"
"I'm afraid it's not good, Sister Annie." The boy frowned, "I often wake up in the middle of the night recently, and my whole body is swollen and painful. I probably won't live much longer."
Anne wanted to comfort him, but didn't want to say anything against her will.
He sighed, opened his bag, took out two boxes of injections and handed them to Weilun .
"This is a cancer inhibitor that my father copied. I'll inject one a day and see how it goes after two courses of treatment..."
The boy looked at the medicine box in his father's hand, turned around and asked Annie: "Sister, can this medicine cure me?"
Annie hesitated for a moment and said vaguely, "Some medicine is better than no medicine. It won't hurt you to try it."
The boy could tell she was just trying to please him, and he pouted unhappily, then suddenly turned around and looked at Alan.
"The Bible says that a prophet will never lie! So please tell me, can this medicine cure my illness?"
Alan lowered his head and looked directly into the boy's clear eyes.
"This medicine can't cure your illness, but I can."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the boy was stunned.
Waylon, Annie, and Cato all focused their eyes on Alan's face, each with a different look on their face.
Alan ignored everyone's strange looks, stretched out his right hand, and gently placed it on the boy's forehead.
Warm and gentle magical light flowed out from his fingertips and was injected into Witt's body, eliminating the cancerous Titan cells.
In the blink of an eye, the numerous tumors formed by cancerous tissue were healed by the six-ring "medical technique" simulated by the "prayer technique".
Alan took his hand back and looked at the boy with a smile: "How do you feel now?"
The boy felt his body and found that the swelling had gone away, and he couldn't help cheering in surprise.
"Wow! It doesn't hurt at all. I'm totally fine!"
"Prophet! You are truly amazing, worthy of being an apostle of God!"
Waylon, Anne, and Cato looked at each other, at a loss.
After witnessing Alan cure a boy with advanced cancer, they had to admit that this young man who claimed to be a prophet did have the power to perform miracles.
"Thank you so much! Thank you for saving my son!"
Waylon excitedly shook Alan's hand and, from the bottom of his heart, respectfully called him "the prophet."
"Revered Prophet, if this is a miracle, then I am willing to convert to your church!"
…
In the era of catastrophe, electricity has become a scarce resource.
In the Queens borough of the metropolis, the once brightly lit streets now only have the dim light cast by the stars and the moon.
In the grass outside the wall of the Presbyterian Sanatorium, tiny specks of silver light suddenly appeared.
Like groups of fireflies, circling in the grass.
The light spots attracted each other and converged into two blurry human shapes.
After a few seconds, it solidified into a flesh and blood entity.
"Is this the teleportation capability of the 'Rover'?"
Alan stood in the grass, recalling the wonderful experience he had just had.
It feels similar to teleportation magic, but slightly different.
"Prophet, I can only send you here."
"Crocodile King" Wayne whispered:
"Inside the courtyard walls, under the surveillance of the Solomon network, and undergoing continuous mental scanning."
"Any intruder will be exposed to mental scanning. If they do not have a legitimate online identity, the alarm will be triggered immediately, attracting a large number of security guards."
"Prophet, are you sure you want to go in?"
Allen met Wayne's worried gaze and replied calmly, "I have divine power, and no obstacle can stop me."
"Divine protection" is not entirely bragging.
The "art of prayer" is indeed a manifestation of God's power.
Alan used "prayer" to simulate the "mind barrier", and combined with "advanced invisibility", he could easily avoid network monitoring.
As for climbing over the courtyard wall, it was effortless.
"Waylon, wait here for me. I'll be back before dawn."
"Well, Prophet, I wish you a safe return."
Finally, Wei Lun still gave two instructions:
"If you run into trouble, remember to send me a telepathic message in time. I will rush in as soon as possible and try to help you out."
"Prophet, you saved my son, I owe you my life!"
Alan had a good impression of this hot-blooded man who was clear about gratitude and resentment. He patted him on the shoulder, and everything was said without words.
He turned around, faced the courtyard wall, took off his loose cloak, and entered his ancestral form.
Wei Lun looked at his back, unable to hide the surprise in his eyes.
Right in front of him, Alan's body swelled rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, he changed from a normal human size to a giant five meters tall!
The dark skin appears rocky in the moonlight.
Smooth and hard, with a cold luster.
Then, an even more magical scene appeared before his eyes.
The giant, like an obsidian sculpture, slowly sank into the ground.
In a few seconds, it disappeared without a trace .
Wei Lun was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses from the shock.
Transforming into a giant and sneaking underground - he had never seen such superpowers before and was not sure what level it was.
However, he suddenly remembered that both Annie and Cato had said that the Prophet was a rare "natural man" in the world and had not been infected with Titan cells, so he would not have evolved super powers.
So what about the transformation and underground escape just now?
Suddenly, Weilen thought of the miraculous method the prophet used to treat Werther, which was exactly .
From this perspective, the prophet's transformation into a giant and sneaking underground must be a miracle.
He said that he had divine power to protect him, which showed that he was not lying.
The more Waylon thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.
Deep in my heart, my worship for the prophet deepened.
With full piety, he made the sign of the cross on his chest.
…
Deep in the earth, the atavistic Alan feels at home.
The road was smooth and they sneaked into the courtyard wall.
As his level increases, his spiritual attributes continue to grow, and the soul connection between him and his other self in this world - Dr. Allen - is also constantly strengthening.
Even outside the city, it was clear that Dr. Allen was sleeping somewhere in the sanatorium.
Now that they have entered the sanatorium, as the distance between the two sides is shortened, the resonance of their souls is becoming stronger and stronger.
Now, Allen has determined the exact location of the target.
The next question is how to get closer.
The mental scanning and alarm systems set up inside the sanatorium were blocked by the "mind barrier" and could not detect his presence.
The only trouble is...
Dr. Allen was sleeping in the basement of a building in the sanatorium. The entire basement was covered with thick steel plates.
The one-foot-thick reinforced steel plate looks like battleship armor.
In his stone giant form, Allen can swim and dive through rock formations, but he cannot penetrate such thick steel plates.
How to get through this obstacle?
The first thing Alan thought of was to activate the "Origin of Annihilation" and chisel a hole in the steel plate for passage through.
However, he was unsure whether the steel plate itself had an alarm system installed.
If an alarm is sounded after being damaged, wouldn’t all our efforts be wasted?
To be on the safe side, Alan decided not to damage the steel plate.
Silently cast the "Prayer" to simulate the 7th level "Transformation into Spirit".
The body of flesh and blood turns into an illusory spirit.
Easily pass through the thick steel plate and enter the basement.
The wide underground hall was shrouded in darkness.
The air was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant.
There was a faint light flickering in the distance against the wall.
Alan maintained his spirit form and drifted over.
Rows of transparent enclosed sinks are placed along the wall.
In each sink, there was a naked human body lying.
Flickering lights, EEG and ECG from vital signs monitoring devices.
Alan quickly found the tank where the target was sleeping.
A young man of medium build and handsome appearance was lying quietly in the culture medium.
That was what he looked like in his previous life.
Alan stood in front of the sink, staring at another self in the world through the transparent glass cover.
It is hard to tell who is the real body and who is the clone.
Two bodies, each with a broken soul, resonated strongly through the glass cover.
From this moment on, Alan's soul was finally complete.
Didi——
"The Taotie system is restarting..."
The familiar system prompt sound echoed in Alan's mind, and it felt extremely familiar.
With the corners of his lips slightly raised, Alan opened the status bar he had not seen for a long time.
…
Warlock rank: Late fourth rank (Stone Giant Bloodline)
Current attributes: physique 97, agility 68, spirit 106
Current resistance: Immune to virus/water/fire/electricity/acid/cold/wind, Spirit level 11, Darkness level 8/Radiance level 5
Special abilities: Taotie system, Taotie domain, source of divine power, divine power, divine suppression
Potential reserve: 536 points
Note: Changing attributes, resistance, and potential in the origin space will not affect the status in reality.
Note: Two bodies that share a soul share a potential reserve.
Ancestral Titan Origin Fusion Progress: 30%
