Infinite Fighting

Chapter 88 Finally, found it!

Since the other party did not take the initiative to contact him, Zhang Ji would not rashly go to visit and cause trouble.

He closed the window, sat cross-legged on the bed, took a pill, and started practicing "True Qi Nourishing Spirit Art" directly.

Although practicing here is not as fast as in the Focusing Tower, but little by little it can save a lot of practice time.

It's a pity that he doesn't have anyone under his command who is trustworthy and strong enough. Otherwise, he could just stay in the club to practice and wait for people to find the resources he knows and hand them over to him without having to do anything himself.

The next day.

Zhang Ji and Bai Xiaobai had breakfast at Erin's house, and then went to the church with Bai Xiaobai under the pretext of an investigation. He also asked Erin to find and contact the fisherman who told her the story of Pooh Island to obtain information.

Zhang Ji must get the cross first.

This thing is crucial, it is the key to Boki Island.

It’s fine if you can get it first and then slowly look for the location of the island.

The town's church itself was not very grand. There were some chairs inside, with nuns sweeping the place and a priest holding a "Bible" that contained stories of gods and taught the people.

The deity here is a god called "Jesus".

In Mammon, most of the people believe in it, and this church is also called the Church of the Holy Jesus.

According to information collected by players, this Jesus is also a fighter.

And he is an A-level master of the [Liushui School].

Because in one of his stories, when a flood came, he personally stopped the flood and saved hundreds of thousands of people.

Those hundreds of thousands of people are the ancestors of today’s Mammon people.

Zhang Ji's gaze fell on the statue of Jesus in the church at this moment.

Jesus, who looks like a young man, stands on a high platform, looking straight ahead with compassion in his eyes, and his arms open, as if he is blocking something, or as if he is embracing believers. Next to him is a silver-white cross that is about the same height as him.

Yes, in the story, the cross is his weapon.

There are quite a few points to complain about, but Zhang Ji just regards this as the characteristic of the parallel universe.

The time travel has already happened, what else is there to be unacceptable?

"It can't be that?"

Zhang Ji stared at the huge cross, feeling a little doubtful.

He stepped forward and wanted to reach out and touch the cross.

"Sir, the statue of the saint is sacred. I understand your worship of him, but please do not touch it casually." The priest spoke out to stop Zhang Jidao.

But it was too late, Zhang Ji had already touched the cross.

There was a metallic feeling, and there was a special energy fluctuation vaguely, very small, but anyone with a keen mind could feel it.

"It's really this thing!!" Zhang Ji said in surprise.

But think about it, if the thing was small, it would have been lost or taken away long ago over the past few thousand years and would not be left here.

"Sir, you can't touch it." The priest stepped forward and said.

Bai Xiaobai simply reached out and stopped the priest, preventing him from getting close to Zhang Ji and affecting Zhang Ji's work.

Zhang Ji stretched out his hand, signaling Bai Xiaobai to let go of the priest, and then said: "I am also a believer of Jesus. It's a rare opportunity for me to come to your place. I want to take this cross back to worship. Please give me a price."

"Sir, this is not for sale. If you really want to take some souvenirs, we have other ones," said the priest.

"One hundred thousand." Zhang Ji directly offered the price.

“Our church has never done anything like this before”

"Three hundred thousand."

"This is a saint's thing, how can we sell it?"

"One price, one million Roman coins."

The priest opened his mouth but no sound came out.

This money was enough for him to build two more magnificent churches.

Zhang Ji gestured to Bai Xiaobai.

Immediately, Bai Xiaobai pulled the priest aside to discuss the details of the transfer.

After the discussion, Bai Xiaobai returned with the priest, who was now beaming with smiles on his face.

"Sir, your devout faith will surely be remembered by the saint," the priest said with a smile.

"The transfer is completed, right? This thing belongs to me now, right?" Zhang Ji asked, pointing at the cross.

"Of course. Do you need me to ask someone to deliver it to your car? Or do you want it to be delivered to your home? Delivery abroad is also no problem." The priest said enthusiastically.

"No need, I can get it myself."

"What? Get it yourself? How do you get it?"

While the priest was wondering, Zhang Ji had already jumped onto the platform. He grasped the handle of the giant cross that was more than two meters long. Immediately, Zhang Ji's arm trembled slightly, and the power was transmitted through the cross to the place where it was connected to the statue and the stone platform.

“Kachakaka~! Kacha~! Puff~!”

The next moment, Zhang Ji put the cross down, grabbed the handle with one hand, and landed lightly on the ground.

"It has some weight, it's solid!"

Zhang Ji lifted it up, felt the heaviness in his arm, and spoke with more force.

This thing weighs at least two or three tons, and only experts above level A can use it as a weapon.

Zhang Ji's current strength is extraordinary, and it is easy for him to burst out dozens of tons of force, but at most he can just use it as a hammer to smash something. However, it is absolutely impossible for him to swing it freely like a normal weapon, or even launch a supersonic attack at a short distance.

And even if it is A-level, it will not be easy to use if you are not a [Fit Body] fighter.

The case is solved. Jesus is not only a martial artist of the [Liushui School], but also a strong man of the [Jian Shen School]!

The priest was stunned by Zhang Ji's power, but Zhang Ji had no intention of communicating with him too much. He just carried the thing and turned around and walked out of the church with Bai Xiaobai.

Zhang Ji called a pickup truck to deliver the cross to Erin's home, and then he asked about the situation on Erin's side.

"I found Grandpa Hobbes, but he hasn't been out to sea for a long time. I can only circle a rough location based on my memory. If you want to go and investigate, you'll probably have to rent another boat." Erin's voice message was delivered, and a map was also sent. The nearby waters were also included, and an area was circled in red.

"That's enough. Thank you for your help. I can do the rest myself." Zhang Ji said.

Once you have a location, the rest is easy.

Afterwards, Zhang Ji found fishermen here who were willing to rent a boat to him.

After paying a five-fold premium, the other party was willing to rent the boat to Zhang Ji for one day.

After carrying the cross onto the boat, Zhang Ji prepared to set off.

He said to Bai Xiaobai who was going to go with him, "Just stay here and wait for my news. I will be back in a day at most."

"Okay, I understand." Bai Xiaobai nodded.

The most important thing for someone to be chosen to serve Zhang Ji is to obey orders.

He doesn't have many ideas of his own.

Zhang Ji gave the order, so he just had to do it.

Therefore, he would not think too much about whether it would be dangerous for Zhang Ji to go out to sea alone, nor would he insist on following because of the spirit of service.

With the hum of the engine, the fishing boat officially left the coast and headed straight into the distance.

Bai Xiaobai turned around and suddenly saw a white-haired old man staring at the fishing boat going away.

"Old man, what are you doing here alone at the beach? Where are your family members?"

Bai Xiaobai actually thought that Tran was a person suffering from Alzheimer's disease.

Teran looked at Bai Xiaobai, his cloudy eyes seemed to have a gleam of light, and he said: "You are practicing wrong."

"wrong?"

Bai Xiaobai didn't understand.

Tran walked past Bai Xiaobai and patted him gently on the shoulder.

In an instant, a powerful telekinesis enveloped Bai Xiaobai, sorting out the Yuan Qi he obtained from practicing the "Small Five-Shape Fist", forming a Yuan Qi channel in his body similar to the posture of a spirit crane, directly increasing the efficiency of energy transfer in his body by more than several times.

With just one look, you can understand its details, even trace back to its source, find the correct route, and use telekinesis to guide it onto this path.

With this guidance, Bai Xiaobai saved at least several years of hard work and no longer had to practice blindly in the dark.

"Hululu~!"

Bai Xiaobai shivered and felt extremely comfortable all over, as if he had had a massage, with all his pores opened and his whole body relaxed.

He looked at Tran's back and realized that he had met a master.

In fact, Tran had long known that the church's cross was extraordinary.

But he never touched it.

He didn't need that item.

But it was a weapon left by a saint after all. When Zhang Ji left with the cross, it still attracted some of his attention.

But that's about it.

His heart has been dry for a long time.

The things that could rekindle his passion had long since completely vanished.
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Time passed, and Zhang Ji had been sailing for almost three hours.

According to the map navigation, this area is where the Pochi Island is located.

Ordinary fishermen cannot go so far.

The fisherman named Hobbes ventured so far because the catch was scarce, and then he encountered Pitchfork Island.

He even encountered this more than once.

Later he brought people over to take a look.

Some people have proven that it does exist.

But the ship was in the fog and could only sail on the sea, unable to reach the island.

So many fishermen just regarded it as a mirage.

After Zhang Ji arrived at the location, he stopped the fishing boat and waited quietly.

It only appears when Poki Island is foggy.

In other words, it is only possible to see it from early morning to morning.

The rest of the time, if the weather is clear, it will not happen.

Zhang Ji waited here until it got darker and the night fell. At around 1 a.m., when fog appeared, he sailed away again to look for it.

However, no island was seen.

He returned to the cabin, looking thoughtful.

Just then he caught a glimpse of the cross he had placed there.

He felt that the energy fluctuations there had changed.

Zhang Ji reached out and touched it, sensing it carefully with his mind.

It was as if there were waves transmitting, pointing in a certain direction.

"I see!"

Zhang Ji suddenly realized and immediately turned the boat around and headed in that direction as instructed.

As the ship moved forward, the fog became thicker and thicker. No scenery could be seen around it, only the fog.

Zhang Ji placed the cross on the bow of the ship. It flickered with light, isolating a large area of fog, while revealing the scenery under the moonlight a thousand meters away, a huge island.

"Finally found!"

(End of this chapter)