American Variety: Scientific Exorcism - #386 - Chapter 375 Nothingness

Listen to the old woman describe what they want in a gentle way.

I have to say, it really made Yorks become even more silent.

He thought there would be some special reason or he wanted to get something better than wealth and rights, such as creating a real martyr with his own hands, etc.

But now this speculation is all a joke.

Yes, Yorkes did feel how ridiculous he was because he valued the humanity of these people too highly.

This vicious experiment lasted for seventeen years, including babies, children, teenagers, youth, middle-aged, and old people, involving all ages in a person’s life

They don’t care at all how many people this experiment will kill and how many families it will destroy.

These so-called upper-class people just want to know what kind of real world humans will see when they are near death after experiencing death.

It’s that simple, nothing more.

After knowing the truth of the matter, Yorks began to feel an extremely disgusting feeling in his heart.

This disgusting taste began to linger in my heart.

The depths of York’s eyes became more and more indifferent. If he hadn’t intervened in this matter, I’m afraid it would never have been exposed.

No one will know what truth and cruel facts are hidden behind the disappearance of many people.

No one will know.

Because as the old woman said before, they have wealth and power. They stand on the top of the pyramid and look down on others. Even the laws and regulations used to regulate and protect the people are made by this group of people.

Even the news and social media organizations that can publish the truth are run by their family…

In other words, if it weren’t for him, after doing so many cruel things, these old people could continue to enjoy wealth, enjoy rights, be high and high, and then pass away peacefully with the blessings of their descendants.

That’s one of the things that makes Yorkies sick.

He could even predict what it would be like outside now.

What an undercurrent.

No need to think about it, he knows it.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

As Yorkist thundered against this group, the world was buzzing about it.

It can be said that more than half of the bishops in major dioceses have received relevant calls.

Not even an old Mike hiding in Maxi’s convenience store escaped.

After learning about this incident, Old Mike fell silent. Even though the voice for help was still ringing in his ears, he still did not answer.

It wasn’t until the end that Old Mike said this.

“My face is not as big as you think, Jacob. From what I know about York, whatever he decides to do, no matter how difficult it is, he will complete it.”

After saying this, when the phone was quiet, Old Mike looked at Healy who was busy all the time, and then sighed.

“Even if there is a dead end ahead, he will still walk through it. This is York, our future Pope, Jacob.”

This voice passed into a study room and reached the ears of a middle-aged man sitting on a chair with his eyebrows pinched.

He put down his glasses and remained silent.

“I understand, Mr. Mac.”

“Yeah.” Old Mike said calmly.

“Accept the fact that if you do something wrong, you must be punished, no matter if he is your father.

Jacob, what I want to say is, don’t think about what to do, otherwise I won’t even be able to save you. “

After conveying his warning, Old Mike shook his head inwardly. Who knew there could be such a disgusting thing under the sun? After knowing the nature of the matter, he would raise his hands to support Yorks.

“Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Mike, don’t worry, I won’t do anything.”

Upon hearing this, Old Mike hung up on this so-called call for help.

Just kidding, he wouldn’t touch Yorkshire’s angry place because of this.

He just looked at the phone, pondered for a moment, and finally put it back.

He didn’t think Jacob had the guts to go against the church.

“Old man, what’s the phone number?” Healy’s confused voice came from over there.

Old Mike looked up at his son and felt funny in his heart.

My son probably doesn’t even know what his bishop has done, and he is still working on it here.

“It’s okay, someone just asked me some questions.” Old Mike shook his head and walked over.

“Let’s continue.”

Healy blinked, feeling that he had missed something, but he was confused and could only say oh.

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At the same time.

New York Cathedral.

Bishop Romulo, who had just been lying in bed to rest, also received such a call.

His attitude was not as firm as that of old Mike.

But he didn’t agree with the other party, he just looked at the void in front of him and said calmly.

“Yuliana, you ask whether the Bishop of York can represent the attitude of the church?

I have only one answer to this. “

Opposite the cell phone was an old woman in her seventies or eighties. She was sitting in her room, silent.

But a very firm voice came from the phone.

“Bishop York can represent the whole church because he is our next leader.”

The old woman pursed her lips and said calmly: “I understand, Bishop Romulo.”

As soon as I finished saying this, the phone reminded me of the hang-up tone.

The old woman let out a breath, put her phone next to the bed, and looked into the void in front of her, as if waiting for something.

The scope of this matter is so wide that except for these two people, the same thing is happening everywhere else.

But obviously these things, or no matter how turbulent the outside world is at this time, will not affect the progress of the Ahibiyi Church at all.

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The church with candlelight flowing quietly reflected not only the image of Jesus, but also the two figures sitting on the benches on both sides.

The old woman Georgie opened some old notebooks and finally stopped on a newspaper photo.

From the yellowing and fading at the edges, you can see the traces of frequent browsing here.

“Mr. Bishop York, I don’t know if you have ever seen the real world after death, but I think these people can.”

Yorkes didn’t speak, but Georgene didn’t stop. She touched the newspaper photo and continued.

“I call failed people failures and victims, and these successful people are called martyrs, because I think they have seen the real world after death,

These people are exceptions. They survived after suffering and exploitation, and had all kinds of evil done to them. In the end, they transcended everything and saw the truth.

Did you know that martyrs change forms? Bishop York, please take a look, I collected this…”

The old woman looked at the silent bishop next to her and handed over the notebook in her hand.

However, Yorkes did not answer.

But in fact, he had already seen this so-called newspaper photo through the stereogram.

It was a woman who was so thin that she had only a skeleton, all her limbs had been cut off and tied to a wooden stick. Her chest had been dug open, but she was not dead.

The old woman persisted for a while, until her arm began to tremble, she could only give up, took it back, and continued to touch the newspaper photo and introduce it.

“Long Xuan, in 1912, she did not believe in God and paid a heavy price for stealing children. She was still alive when this photo was taken. Her eyes revealed that she had seen the real world.”

As if introducing the destination of her departure, the purpose of her organization or the saint, Georgeni continued to turn to the next page, looked at a photo inside, and continued to introduce.

“Joanne Lusek, in 1945, she was selling food and sleeping with Germans. The French were very sensitive at that time, so she was guilty. After being abused and tortured, this photo was taken. She is still alive. Look Her eyes are exactly the same as Long Xuan’s, so beautiful.”

“…Birmingham Central Hospital, 1960. This is a maid with no background and no faith. She is in extraordinary pain at the end of a terminal illness. Morphine has no effect. Look at her eyes…”

“This one was beaten by her husband,

This man survived for nine hours in the wreckage of the car.

This is a young leukemia patient whose bones are corroded by the disease.

This guy had a rare disease and struggled for seven hours,”

“…”

The old woman finished speaking in one breath, turned to the end, and her hands began to stop.

“Everything, their eyes are all exactly the same. They are all great beings. Can you imagine what happens after death?”

After hearing these words, Yorkist began to turn his head to look at the old woman.

“Are you done?”

Looking at the expressionless bishop, Georgene actually smiled and said calmly.

“Yes, Lord Bishop York, I have finished.”

Yorks looked at the old woman’s smiling expression, unmoved.

“Aren’t you curious about the real world after death?”

As soon as these words came out, Georgene’s breathing suddenly became heavier. She stared at this powerful bishop with a little expectation in her eyes.

“Dear Bishop, is there anything you can do?”

“Of course I have a way.” York said calmly.

“Have you not seen my exorcism video? You should know that I am not an ordinary person. In fact, you could have come and asked me…”

The next second, Yorks snapped his fingers.

Georgene felt her forehead being tapped, and an irresistible force made her lean back suddenly.

Then an ethereal feeling appeared on her body.

The old woman opened her eyes wide, and the church environment slowly faded away. In the end, there was nothing but boundless darkness.

It was as if she was the only one in the world, helpless, without any feelings, without any emotions, without any five senses.

There is no up or down, no flow or pain, no light, sound or temperature.

But she knew that her consciousness still existed, and only consciousness lasted for eternity.

In a daze, Georgene had no idea how much time had passed.

“Is the truth after death nothingness…” She subconsciously said this word.

Just then, a bright spot lit up.

Disembodied voices began to echo.

“Yes, this is the real world you will go to when you die.”

The sound became clearer and clearer, and Georgene found that the environment had recovered, but she stared blankly at her old hands.

She felt like something was broken in her mind.

“Go back.” Yorks looked at the old woman who was not as full of expectations as before, made the sign of a cross on her chest, and looked at the statue of Jesus in front of her again.

“Go back and wait for your judgment to be handed down. Don’t think about escaping.”

“Where is heaven, where is hell,” the old woman suddenly looked at Yorks and said in confusion.

“Is this what they see in the real world?”

“Heaven and hell both exist, but apparently neither welcomes you people.”

Yorkist said calmly: “Congratulations, congratulations on your journey to heaven.”

After saying that, Yorks shouted.

“Eileen, send her back.”

But it was obvious that Georgene had collapsed somehow, and stood up from the bench and stared at Yorks.

“This is impossible! How could the real world be like this?”

Yorks didn’t say anything, just stretched out his hand and took out a photo and handed it over.

“Look at your eyes, what’s the difference between them and the person you introduced?”

Georgeni subconsciously took it. When she looked at her lifeless eyes, her whole body trembled violently, as if the thoughts she had constructed or the world she had constructed in her mind collapsed at this moment.

But no matter what happens to her.

Eileen has already walked over with two monks.

“Bishop of York.”

Yorkes waved his hands and closed his eyes.

So, except for Irene who stayed, the two monks forced the old woman out who could no longer speak and was just trembling while looking at the photo.

The space returned to calm again.

After a long time, Yorkist sighed and opened his eyes, still feeling extremely fucked up in his heart.

A group of people who control so many resources and monopolize so much knowledge can still have such a thing as misunderstandings.

The eyes of those people introduced by the old woman were nothing more than empty shells that had lost their souls.

In essence, it was just the self-reaction of the empty shell. Unexpectedly, this group of people actually passed this and considered these people to be martyrs.

A true martyr is never that simple.

“Bishop, is this all right?” Eileen was a little confused.

“Aren’t you going to arrest them and put them under unified control?”

Yorks shook his head, looked at the eternal statue of Jesus and said: “These people have enjoyed everything. After they have enjoyed the ultimate happiness in the world and everything,

What they fear most is not punishment, death, or physical pain. What they fear most is that the goals they pursue and the world they desire will end up in nothingness. “

Erin blinked, she didn’t understand.

“And I have sent the most terrible punishment to their leader.”

York’s eyes were profound: “Just wait a little longer, Irene, they will eventually pay the corresponding price.”

What is the cruelest thing for such a fanatical believer.

The most cruel thing is that one’s own faith collapses, and everything he pursues turns out to be in vain.

His move was enough to bring about the organization’s own demise.

Thinking of the old woman’s dazed look, as if she had lost something, Yorks closed his eyes again.

He believed that good news would come soon…