Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

Outside the cathedral, thunder rumbled in the sky.

Inside the church, the Vatican officials collected the Pope's body, placed it in a coffin, and carried it to the square in front of the church.

It was placed right where the Pope had just kowtowed to Yang Ning.

It was only a hundred meters away from Yang Ning.

Looking at the papacy members standing in front of the Roman columns, Yang Ning sniffed.

He has countless ways to deal with these people in front of him.

The simplest way is to slap them all to death.

But......

Yang Ning's gaze passed over the two rows of Roman columns located at the border between the Vatican and Rome, and looked towards the city streets of Rome.

Just hours earlier, he had carried out a bloody massacre in Rome.

The number of people in front of us is negligible compared to those crowding the streets and alleys of Rome.

But even when faced with this insignificant group of people, Yang Ning did not make a move.

Because of the people in front of me...

"Even after that old bastard Pope dies, he'll still find fault with Chengcheng, sending people who shouldn't have died to make things difficult for her."

"I suggest we bring that old bastard's soul over and give it to me to eat." — That's what the fat guy said in a sarcastic tone.

Yang Ning yawned again and said lazily, "You've misunderstood the Pope. These people weren't arranged by him."

"They came voluntarily."

"That's why I say, humans are truly complex creatures."

"And fate is an even more mysterious thing."

Facing the Vatican personnel who were holding hands and forming a human wall in front of him, Yang Ning said lazily, "Fine, if you won't let me leave, then I won't leave."

After saying that, he sat down cross-legged again and closed his eyes.

Upon seeing this, the leading cardinal from the Vatican shouted, "God loves the world! May His holy light protect us all!"

Everyone responded in unison.

The loud voices of thousands of people echoed across the square, and at this moment, at least in terms of momentum, they overshadowed Yang Ning.

but--

"Noisy."

As Yang Ning uttered two words, the square where one person was confronting thousands of people instantly fell silent.

A moment later, two more cardinals emerged from the crowd of the Vatican. Together with the first one, the three of them walked hand in hand and sat down on the ground at the very front of the crowd, facing Yang Ning.

Following the three cardinals, other Vatican officials also sat down on the spot with their companions.

And so, these thousands of core members of the Vatican began a stalemate with Yang Ning.

The square was quiet, with only the night wind howling by. Suddenly, a terrifying scream came from the basement of the cathedral.

Beside Yang Ning, Shi Wen glanced back at the cathedral and said, "It's time for the second victim to take the stage..."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Beibei and found that Beibei was staring at her with wide eyes. "Shiwen, you, your body..."

When Shiwen looked down, he saw that the cracks on his broken little body, which looked as if it had been glued together, were gradually getting shallower.

She hurriedly looked at Beibei's cheeks and saw that the blood-red cracks on Beibei's delicate little face had faded a lot compared to before.

The two little ghost girls looked at Yang Ning in unison, excitedly exclaiming, "Chengcheng!"

Yang Ning raised his hand and made a "shh" gesture to the two little female ghosts, then gestured to the Vatican personnel in front of him, saying, "I understand. You two should try to hide your happiness a little. This is a funeral; what kind of behavior is it to have guests all smiles?"

The two little ghost girls nodded very obediently: "Yes, yes! Okay, Chengcheng!"

"We're not happy, pfft, we're not happy at all~ Really~ Waaah!"

Yang Ning glanced at the two little ghost girls, who were trying their best to suppress their laughter, and said somewhat speechlessly, "If you really can't hold it in, just turn around and laugh a couple of times, as long as no one sees you."

Upon hearing this, the two little ghost girls turned around in unison with lightning speed—

With that turn, the two little female ghosts were now facing the Pope's coffin and the cathedral from which screams continued to emanate.

The two little ghost girls didn't laugh this time; they just silently stared at the coffin before them, listening to the screams that echoed in their ears...

Gradually, a faint blush appeared on the two little female ghosts.

The resentment that had been suppressed within the soul began to spread.

Shiwen said in a low, eerie voice, "I... I think I'm going to become a vengeful ghost too. That way, I can possess many people and help Chengcheng deal with them."

Beibei: "I can make Chengcheng more delicate and beautiful!"

......

Outside of the Vatican, the world has undergone a small change.

At the same time, the same mechanical voice echoed in the minds of over eight billion people worldwide: "Your mission has been generated, dispatching begins!"

"One minute later, a red button and a green button will appear in your field of vision."

"Press this button and you will receive 100,000 euros, but a stranger on this planet will die."

"You can also choose to press the green button, and nothing will happen."

You have seven days to make a choice.

"Now, the countdown begins..."

After that, a 60-second countdown appeared for everyone's time limit.

In an instant, the whole world was in an uproar.

"Holy crap?! It really happened?! His Holiness the Pope's gold-coin-generating system?!"

"It's here! It's here! I really am the chosen one! My system has appeared!"

"Me? I'm here too? It seems like everyone else is?"

"No, you... how are you going to choose? One hundred thousand euros! My God..."

......

Inside the cathedral, a group of well-dressed people, but whose mental state looked very pessimistic, were huddled together.

These people looked as if they were about to face something terrifying; their faces were all extremely pale.

"No, wait, wait, Paul is going to give money to everyone in the world?"

"We...we don't think we have that much money, do we?"

"It's not just a possibility, it's a fact that we don't have any. Total assets don't necessarily mean cash!"

The white-haired elder of the Ross family council trembled as he took a couple of sips from an exquisite silver flask, and said in a shaky voice, "At this point, no, we don't need cash anymore..."

"Paul's crappy system is already infamous. At this point, all he needs to do is create a virtual account for someone and write a string of virtual numbers in the code."

Beside him, a young man from the East asked doubtfully, "And then what? People will find out eventually, won't they?"

Elder Ross gave a bitter laugh. "And then? And then there was nothing more."

"Paul fooled all of us. He knew from the beginning that we had no chance of winning."

"Now, he's fooled the whole world. He wants to sacrifice this world—cough, cough—to be buried with his damned daughter! Cough!"

"Buried alive? How...how can they be buried alive?"

Elder Ross looked at the young man before him, coughed a few times, and slowly said, "Child, just wait and see."

......

In the church square.

Yang Ning seems to be asleep.

The members of the Vatican opposite him still looked united in their hatred of the enemy.

Gradually, one by one, the little devils appeared around Yang Ning.

The kids loved to prove themselves, so they sat down next to Yang Ning, just like the members of the Vatican, and stood up to the other side with him.

Although fewer in number, we can't lose in trash talk—

"If Chengcheng can stay still for seven days, I don't believe they can either." — Little Turtle.

"Chengcheng can go seven days without eating, I don't believe they can either." — Mingming.

"Chengcheng can go seven days without drinking water, I don't believe they can either." — Honghong.

"If Chengcheng can go seven days without pooping, I don't believe they can either." — A fat man.

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