Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 190 Information: New York Gold Pages Anomalies
"Hehe, I haven't asked you two why you're here at school today?"

“We’re invited here. Some schools often ask us or church priests to check for the birth of evil spirits,” Ed replied.

"Oh? Have you two figured anything out?"

Ed shook his head. "No, although there have been more evil spirits appearing recently than in previous years, most of them are appeased with church mass, especially at MIT, which is a prestigious university."

“There are many methods that churches have set up, which can even drive away demons and alert nearby churches.”

As he said this, Ed's gaze unconsciously drifted towards Louis.

Tsk.

This guy still seems to think of him as a demon.

This is a veiled warning to him!
Louis rolled his eyes. "To be honest, I've always been interested in the supernatural and even want to write a novel about it someday. I'm fortunate to have met you two, and I'd like to hear about your adventures over the years, is that alright?"

"Of course, I'll pay for it."

Louis smiled slightly and took out an anonymous bank card with ten thousand US dollars in it.

Ed and Rowling exchanged a glance.

After a brief hesitation, Ed took the card in his hand.

Ten thousand US dollars is not a small amount, and this is just a small matter.

Ed then began to recount the various paranormal events they had experienced over the years. They had debuted very early, about a decade ago, and had already been performing exorcisms as a group.

Over the past decade or so, I've encountered many paranormal events, from ordinary evil spirits to demons seeking to possess souls, from vampires trapped in darkness to bloodthirsty Wendigos roaming the mountains...

It contains the cunning of evil spirits, the power of demons, the treachery of the human heart, and the ferocity of other beings.

It can be said that he has extraordinary insight; with just a little editing and polishing, these things could be a qualified adventure novel.

Not only that.

Although much of his words were obscured for secrecy, some of the information revealed still pleased Louis, who then took out a pen and paper to write it all down.

Writing novels is true, and gathering information is also true.

The information Ed mentioned included:

Evil spirits are also categorized, usually by their manner of death, their occupation in life, and their obsessions.

Special beings become even more special after death. For example, when a wizard dies, he becomes an evil spirit, losing most of his abilities but still becoming more powerful than an ordinary evil spirit, and even possessing certain special abilities.

The total number of demons remains constant. Although the demon gods in hell may command dozens of legions at any time, they are just lesser demons, demon offspring, and evil spirits. Their numbers are numerous and can be constantly regenerated, but the number of real demons remains unchanged. Unless one dies and vacates a position, the next one will not be born, which is equivalent to a position.

The gods still exist in this era, but most of them are minor gods. Correspondingly, the power of priests has greatly diminished, and the true great gods have long since disappeared.

The most numerous outcasts are vampires and ghouls. Among them, vampires are divided into three factions, each led by a figure called Dracula, though whether they are real or not is unknown.

There are some strange objects in the world whose origins are unknown, and most of them are related to gods or demons.

Due to its vast land and sparse population, as well as the massacres of indigenous peoples in the past, some areas in the United States have indigenous evil spirits...

……

By recording all this information, Louis gained a deeper understanding of the secrets of this world.

At the same time, the time was also determined.

The Warrens have not yet officially begun the necromancy line.

Because the Annabelle dolls hadn't reached them yet.

But it should be soon, after all, that old guy, the Red High Priest, warned him not to get close to those dolls.

Annabelle dolls are quite easy to recognize.

"Thank you for your understanding and cooperation. I believe this will be a very good adventure novel," Louis said with a smile as he tidied up the manuscript.

"Oh, right, here, this is my business card. I'll call you both after the novel is published."

"In addition, to express my gratitude for your help, I would be happy to assist you if you encounter any problems."

Ed smiled and accepted the business card, but did not give a direct answer to Louis's offer of help, only expressing his gratitude.

"Bye-bye, talk to you next time."

After saying goodbye to Louis, the couple left the coffee shop and returned to their car.

Watching the car drive away, Louis glanced at the license plate number and sent it to his second uncle's phone.

Just kidding. If we don't keep an eye on them, how will we know when the story will start? As for why we don't use the power of the Yin God to mark them like we did with the protagonist in the Hostel story, it's because of their special nature. It's best not to use mystical methods.

After putting his phone away, Louis looked at the manuscript in his hand and examined it carefully. At this moment, Hayley and Mary, who had been silent at another table, came over.

"Looks like you've had a very fruitful experience?"

"Yes, I've learned quite a bit of detail."

I didn't expect to run into the Warrens while I was out seeing Yulenka and the others off, which brought me this kind of intellectual gain.

I'm lucky.

Sure enough, it was David's bad luck that had brought us all this trouble; it wasn't our fault.

Louis's resolve hardened instantly.

When we get back, we'll tell David about this and make him face reality!
"Louis? It's still early, let's go take a look over there."

"it is good."

Of course, one can't be busy all the time when traveling. One needs to rest properly. Besides, it's been so long since I've seen Mary, so it's really time to go out and explore with her and rekindle our relationship.

This also helps Hailey communicate better with Mary.

……

the other side.

The Warrens breathed a sigh of relief as they drove away.

Although they have been operating for over a decade, they have mostly dealt with evil spirits and ordinary monsters; they rarely encounter high-risk entities like demons.

But the seemingly harmless boy in front of her was terrifying in Rowling's spiritual vision.

Listen to his answer.

Sealing the soul?

Should it be sealed inside the stomach?
And then there's the practice of using the soul to cultivate witchcraft, haha...

It's clearly devouring souls!

As everyone knows, demons feed on souls. Even if the other party is not a demon, they are certainly not benevolent. The bloodshed and wailing cannot be faked.

"He's dangerous, just like those demons we've encountered before, and, moreover, not in disguise, but—his true form!"

Unable to descend to earth, demons will seek food in the human world in various ways. In the process, their power will be greatly limited, and they will only be at the level of evil spirits.

But once its true form appears, it becomes a being that truly transcends evil spirits.

It's a truly high-risk unit!

"Don't overthink it. The cross isn't reacting, so it's probably not a demon, just something related to demons. Although it's dangerous, since it doesn't seem to have any ill intentions towards us, whatever it may be, let's just pretend it doesn't exist."

As he said before, the church no longer has the ability to suppress everything as it did in the Middle Ages. In most cases, unless someone asks for help or it is clearly determined to be related to the devil, they would rather not get involved.

This is also why he didn't seek help from the church.

"Ah."

The couple held hands tightly.

However, that's true.

Ed never threw away the business card that was still hanging on his chest.

After having a good two days of fun, not knowing what it was, Louis prepared to go to New York.

Since Hailey is about to enroll in university and MIT is about to officially start classes, there's no point in him staying here; he'll only waste time.

However, before that, he had some doubts: "So, Frank went out?"

Mary looked helpless. "Yes, I only found out from his comment. It seems to be because of a woman? Uncle Frank hasn't married all these years, and now he finally has a woman he cares about. I should be happy."

"But he shouldn't have just left without saying a word,"

"Alright, there's no need to worry now that Frank is alright."

After offering a few words of comfort, Mary looked at Louis and asked, "Are you leaving too?"

Looking at Mary, Louis nodded.

"Tsk, let's go, all of you, you're annoying."

Mary was not being entirely sincere.

He touched Mary's smooth cheek and said, "Alright, once you graduate, we won't have to be apart all the time."

That's a bit too cheesy, but where are we?

America is incredibly open!
Even though Mary was still a little girl, she didn't blush. She just angrily punched Louis's chest, but the next second Louis grabbed her and pulled her into his arms.

Feeling the heat in her chest and the warm breath on her cheeks, Mary gently closed her eyes.

He slightly raised his toes.

……

Two days later.

new York.

Louis stepped off the train and breathed in the free and sweet air, but it didn't smell sweet at all; it smelled more like something burnt.

He frowned deeply, looked around, and then headed towards the hotel next door.

Over the next two days, Louis gained a deeper and more accurate understanding of this economic capital of America.

This place is a true money capital!
Here, everything is determined by money. Money is heaven, and no money is hell. That's the rule here.

The rich here enjoy things beyond Louis’s imagination. Thanks to the Carnot family’s current status as capitalists, and the presence of some business partners here, Louis is able to witness the lives of capitalists here.

Maids, butlers, luxury cars, private villas, golf courses, mountains rented out as hunting grounds...

Hundreds of well-trained and beautiful maids lined up to welcome them.

The meticulous housekeeper arranged everything perfectly.

Foods that are rare and only available in small quantities.

And then there are those banquets where so-called celebrities are used as props.

It can be said that the four words "eating, drinking, and having fun" are thoroughly implemented here.

Even though the Cold War has just ended, the rich people here have already become so extravagant.

He felt he was already very rich when he was in Orlando, but after actually coming here, he realized that there are differences between different kinds of enjoyment and between different kinds of wealth!
"That's quite an exaggeration, but why does it give off a bit of a European aristocratic vibe?"

Considering the fascination that these old-school American capitalists had with European nobility, Louis roughly understood what was going on.

This is also a kind of affectation to some extent.

"It's really a test of willpower. Over time, their thresholds will only get higher and higher. No wonder these guys are getting more and more perverted, even creating things like Gothic Island."

Louis pulled his hand away from the smooth skin of a famous singer beside him.

The next moment, a glass filled with red liquid was automatically offered to his lips. The beautiful woman smiled charmingly, her eyes full of desire as she looked at Louis seductively.

In fact, if it weren't for his lack of interest, what would be offered to him right now wouldn't be wine, but rather...

Louis glanced to the side.

A sultry woman straddles him, a mouthful of wine in her mouth, acting as a human wine glass...

In the dim light nearby, suppressed breathing could be heard intermittently.

Many of these men and women were people he had seen on television; indeed, they all loved Hollywood male and female stars who were somewhat famous.

Celebrities are the best playthings here.

However, Louis is not in the mood for that right now.

Simply put, my horizons have broadened.

Ordinary rouge and powder are not worthy of my attention.

Moreover, Louis glanced at the golden pages of thieves and prostitutes that shone brightly in his soul, and felt a surge of joy.

It's truly unexpected that the seemingly unresponsive Thousand Thieves and Beggars Gold Page would suddenly show unusual activity at this moment. Has a suitable candidate appeared? And is he nearby?

Louis's eyes immediately began to scan the banquet, searching for his target.

It's unclear which sect leader caused the unusual activity on the Golden Pages.

It's probably a brothel, right?

There are quite a few celebrities here, so who could it be?
But just as Louis was thinking this, the brilliance of the golden pages suddenly began to dim, as if the target was moving away or about to die.

Louis immediately stood up and began to walk around.

The maids and actresses were momentarily stunned, for it was rare to see such a young and handsome man as Louis at such a banquet.

Most of them are middle-aged or even elderly women and men, and most of them have ordinary appearances. They even play rather perverse games, especially the older ones.

So they went to great lengths to get close to Louis, but not only did he not make a move, he's now inexplicably started acting up.
What exactly are they trying to do?

Louis ignored their opinions and, sensing the light of the golden pages, went downstairs.

The small banquet was held at a clubhouse near Wall Street, which is not far below Wall Street.

As Louis stepped down, sensing the light of the golden pages, he quickly arrived on the street, where homeless people crowded the street corner, emitting a foul odor.

At this moment, the gold pages shone with an unprecedented brilliance.

Not far from Louis, a man who looked very handsome in his youth was walking with his head down, his face full of worry.

His name was Jordan Belfort, a junior employee and a newly certified stockbroker—though now you could add a word before that title—former.

That's right.

His company went bankrupt.

He lost his job.

Before this, he had always thought that the wave of unemployment would not affect him, after all, his company had always been quite stable, but things are unpredictable.

The policy adjustments, economic restructuring, and stock market fluctuations resulting from the end of the Cold War are all unimaginable and unpredictable.

He was too confident.

Now that the company has gone bankrupt and he is unemployed, if he doesn't find a job that pays enough money quickly, he will be unable to pay the rent, lose his house, and then he will not be able to get a job because he has no house. Without a job, he will not be able to afford to rent a house, and so on in a vicious cycle.

To lose everything and become like the ever-increasing number of homeless people on the streets—no, even worse!

Because he doesn't even have the stamina! He can't even compete with others for food!
The thought of such a scene sent a chill down his spine.

"Oh no, I can't do that. I just got the secret to making money from my boss, but I haven't put it into practice yet. I haven't become a millionaire yet, and I haven't enjoyed the life of the upper class. Besides, I have a beautiful wife, Theresa, who is waiting for me. I can't let her down. I must protect our house."

"I need a chance, a chance to turn things around."

(End of this chapter)