Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 266 The Hidden Movement Arrives
Someone once solved an interesting math problem, which was later turned into a short story and became widely circulated.

There was once a king who wanted a good chessboard. He offered a reward throughout the kingdom, promising to grant one wish to whoever could do it. Naturally, many people failed.

Then a man appeared who successfully created the chessboard the king wanted. In return, the king made his wish: to be rewarded with a grain of rice, but in a different way.

One grain of rice was placed on the first square of the chessboard, two grains on the second, four grains on the third, eight grains on the fourth, and so on. In the end, the king was surprised to find that he could not afford this seemingly cheap reward at all!
This is the principle of multiplication.

Theoretically speaking, if any organism could replicate the above theory and continuously multiply, the world would be doomed in just six days.

And now, this theory seems to have come true.

ka ka ka-

The blackish-green slime-like creatures are like fungal hyphae undergoing mitosis. After swallowing a person, they immediately begin to divide, and in the blink of an eye, an identical slime-like creature appears.

They roared and attacked their last prey.

hum! !

The air suddenly swelled, forming a barrier that bound the two slime-like beings, rendering them helpless against their spitting out of slime and opening their gaping maws.

The intense firelight illuminated the space. Emma was surrounded by starlight, a smile that seemed both disdainful and playful on her lips. Carrie, on the other hand, remained expressionless as always. The two, one short and one tall, were dressed entirely in dark-style clothing, making them look at first glance like some kind of witch team making their entrance.

So cool and stylish.

"Heh, Carrie, it seems your abilities aren't very accurate."

Emma couldn't help but laugh as she watched these two weak slime-like creatures who could only rely on their splitting ability to bully ordinary people.

Even so, she can easily burn dozens or hundreds of animals to death by setting off a big fire.

Carrie ignored Emma's boastful remarks. Her eyes flashed, and she immediately saw the problem with the slime man. The threat she had sensed earlier was not fake!

Slime people... can merge with each other!
The level of strength increases accordingly.

If left unchecked, these slime-like creatures, capable of killing even ordinary people, could absolutely unleash a terrifying catastrophe!

Who knows, it might turn into another bloodbath.

Fortunately, they arrived in time.

Wow!
Thoughts arise.

As the air compressed, the slime-man was squeezed into a ball amidst a roar.

Emma understood and snapped her fingers.

Pong!
A raging fire began to burn, its intense heat even igniting the surrounding furniture, until the slime-man shrank and was reduced to a disgusting blob of liquid the size of a head.

Frowning at the disgusting slimy residue in the room, he said, "Let's go out, and I'll clean this up."

Get out of the house.

A heavy rain had begun to fall from the sky. In the dark sky, raindrops flowed down like a waterfall, and the strong winds amplified the rain, making it unpredictable and shifting.

At this moment, anyone who goes out, even with an umbrella, is absolutely bound to get soaked to the bone.

However, Carrie and Emma were completely unaffected by the rain. Emma stretched out her palm towards the house, her inner energy surging, and a small orange flame suddenly exploded from the floor of the house.

suddenly!!

The raging flames actually burned against the rain, showing no sign of being extinguished.

Carrie couldn't help but glance at Emma again. Among them, Emma was an expert in fire magic, and with her good talent and the earliest start in training, her strength had always been quite good.

I never imagined that fire techniques have been developed to such an extent.

Although she is still inferior to her, she might be able to put up a fight against ordinary demon-level opponents.

After watching the house burn down and seeing that no future problems had been left, the two walked outside. "According to procedure, we'll notify the people at the base to clean up the mess."

"Yes, I've already notified them."

"Speaking of which, haven't there been a lot of strange events lately? I don't even know how many this has happened."

"To be precise, it was more than half a month ago, after the Blood Disaster and the Purple Disaster."

"Stop nitpicking the words. You mean this has something to do with Louis?"

"No, I mean you're too long-winded."

"..."

His speech was practiced and composed, clearly indicating that this was not the first time he had handled such a situation.

Indeed, that's true. Ever since Louis entrusted them with the task of setting up nodes, they've been running around constantly, and while they're setting up nodes, they often encounter evil spirits, monsters, and the like.

Since we've encountered them, let's take the opportunity to complete the missions for Kano International and Rebirth Base, and contain them. We'll get used to it after a while.

Under these circumstances, they grew rapidly during this period, making significant progress in experience, skills, and abilities.

At this time.

Carrie received a call, but before she could answer it, another phone rang—it was Emma's cell phone.

The two looked at each other.

They immediately went to the side and answered the call without hesitation.

Emma: "Nancy? Is something the matter?"

The caller was Nancy, the former student council president, who is now a hospital nurse.

"Emma, ​​do you still have any amulets here? The amulets we used to sell are suddenly out of stock. I haven't been feeling well lately, and I keep having nightmares."

Nancy's voice sounded hoarse and weak, clearly indicating that she had been staying up late and not getting enough rest.

Emma frowned. Ever since Louis gave Nancy a talisman, Nancy hadn't had a relapse. What's wrong now?

Wait, the amulet is out of stock?

Emma quickly recalled that there was indeed such a thing. It seemed that when Louis went to the Northern State, he took a batch of amulets with him to open up the market. Originally, this was nothing. Louis would make some when he had time, and the two sides would supplement each other.

However, Louis went to England recently, and after returning, he either fell into a deep sleep or went into seclusion. Coupled with the outbreak of two calamities and the increase in supernatural events, the sales of amulets skyrocketed.

This caused the amulets to be out of stock half a month ago.

That's probably why Nancy called. But is the amulet already ineffective after only half a month?
"I'm sorry Nancy, the amulet is out of stock right now. Louis is busy and can't make it. You'll probably have to hold out for a while. Maybe you could go to the hospital for some sedatives or try some anesthetic."

"Of course, if you can wait, I'll probably be back in three days. You can come see me then, and I'll take a look at you."

Emma said so.

For her, Nancy's matter was something Louis left behind, and given that Nancy and they had some kind of classmate relationship, that's why she said so much.

If it were someone else, she would probably suggest that they use heroin.

"...I understand, thank you."

The other end of the phone just hung up without giving Emma any specific reply.

Emma frowned, then turned away and put the matter out of her mind. It was nothing serious; she could check on it again when she got back in three days.

Putting her phone away, she looked at Carrie on the other side, only to find that the other girl had a bright smile on her face!

and so--

That's Louis's phone call!
Emma's brain quickly came to this conclusion, and her cheek twitched involuntarily. Last time she went to California, she only took Carrie with her, and now she only calls Carrie...

Her eyelids were slightly closed, and her face looked somewhat gloomy. Her gaze suddenly swept over the boy who was left at the site of the house ruins, lost in thought.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth.

call! !

A rocket shot out.

They eliminated all the remaining survivors. The other survivor was so frightened that he cowered in a corner, trembling. Fortunately, Emma didn't lay a hand on him.

Instead, he snorted coldly, turned around, and walked away on his own.

Carrie hung up the phone, her smile lingering for a long time.

Emma was right; the caller was indeed Louis.

He also told her some good news, inviting her to go to Cambridge and travel to Japan with him.

For Carrie, this news was like a believer seeing God's smile—it was amazing! ㄟ(≧◇≦)ㄏ!
She now only regrets that she didn't fly fast enough to get there right now.

Decided.

Tomorrow, no, right now, I'll go to the airport and take a plane straight there!
Carrie strolled merrily through the storm, with ruins destroyed by flames behind her and her companions, who had parted ways out of jealousy, to her right.

In the dark night.

Carrie's figure resembled that of a witch.

……

Wild land by the roadside in a small town.

A team of priests and nuns, numbering several dozen, appeared here.

It was precisely in search of better opportunities that Gabriel and his group chose to head south.

They were in a bit of a mess, though. The few new vehicles they had bought after arriving in the southern state had broken down, and their faces were filled with frustration.

Looking at the desolate scene around him, Gabriel fell silent. He didn't understand. He had followed the map exactly when he got off the plane!

How did I get lost?!

Father Cotton, standing nearby, looked speechless.

He watched the teacher's actions the whole time. He was clearly on the right track, but somehow he ended up here.

Oh no, maybe it's because the other person sometimes inexplicably wants to take shortcuts?
Can't figure it out.

Anyway, they were definitely lost, which is hilarious.

They don't even know where they are now.

No, we can't go on like this!
"Teacher, I think we can go this way; we should be able to get out from here."

There was no other way, so Father Cotton decided to speak and lead the way himself, thinking that he should be better than the teacher in the end.

Gabriel frowned. "You don't even have a map, so I'll do it."

"Oh, no!"

"Teacher! I think you must be very tired after driving all day. Let us do it."

"Yes, yes, yes, Cotton has rested for a day, so let Cotton lead the way."

"The Lord once said that we should take good care of our bodies. Teacher, you must obey the Lord's words!"

"..."

A group of priests and nuns tried to stop Gabriel by offering various reasons and attempting to persuade him.

Seeing this, Gabriel, who wasn't lacking in emotional intelligence but was just a little irritable, twitched his lips. "Alright, Cotton, you lead the way. I'll rest for a while."

Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

If we get lost for another three days, we won't be able to hold on!

soon.

Several vehicles started up and headed towards the main road.

It wasn't until they followed the highway to the nearest town that they realized they were already in St. Louis!

It's not even in Texas!
The group's faces turned green.

Ultimately, after some discussion, they decided to rest for a few days in New Orleans, Louisiana, before heading to Florida.

As for why they didn't develop in New Orleans but went to Florida instead...

“I think Florida has a better economy and a larger population. There are some forces hiding in Louisiana, and the situation is a bit chaotic. There are Protestant groups and all sorts of other extremist groups here, which is not suitable for our early development.”

"In comparison, Florida is just a place where capital is relatively stronger. If we handle it properly, we might even be able to get their support."

"After careful consideration, Florida is the choice."

Gabriel said this.

Cotton and the others looked at each other, and in the end no one objected; they all agreed.

In fact.

The reasons mentioned above are indeed true, but the real reason that made Gabriel do this was because of some things that the Pope had told him before he left the church.

One of them is...

As the primary location where this dark age descended, the United States also had key and non-key areas, and among the Southern states, Florida's dark atmosphere was second only to Texas.

That's why he decided to go to Florida.

Let's tackle the second toughest challenge first, then we can tackle the first one!

After making a decision.

The group stayed at a hotel in New Orleans and began purchasing supplies, gathering intelligence, holding masses, and so on.

It successfully attracted the attention of some people.

Across from the hotel.

The roof of the coffee shop.

The High Priestess Fiona frowned, her gaze fixed on the inn—no, on certain people inside the inn.

"Someone from the church?"

As New Orleans became the witches' new stronghold, Fiona would frequently return to check on the place, meet the new witches, and take care of her children.

This has been the case for the past few years, but I didn't expect to find something unexpected when I came back this time.

She was very familiar with other forces on this land.

To be honest, the Protestants in New Orleans, along with some mediums and evil spirits, are all just small fry, no match for her.

If she wanted to, she could suppress all of them in the blink of an eye!

She's just too lazy to do it.

But the churches that come now are different.

She recognized it as not one of those fragmented Protestant denominations, rife with extreme doctrines, disorganized and lacking in any redeeming qualities other than sheer numbers, and with little even the power to exorcise demons, but rather the Catholic Church from the Vatican, with its clear hierarchy, organization, and training.

She sensed an idealistic power in these priests and nuns.

Although most of them were no match for her, they were enough to pose a deadly threat to ordinary little witches.

Moreover, the bearded old man in the group gave her a sense of dread!

This made her wary and apprehensive.

She gently swirled the wine in her glass, drank with her red lips, and observed with narrowed eyes.

(End of this chapter)