The North American Gourmet Demon Handbook

Agent Major was now 100% certain that this was a trap.

It must be a faction of the Catholic Church that has set up a conspiracy for me. As long as I arrest the archbishop, they can simply strike back!

Oh my god, why is the Catholic Church so bad?

Humph, this Agent Mackenzie looks like a dogmatic knight, but I didn't expect him to be so cunning. Fortunately, I am more skilled than him.

Agent Major was glad that he had avoided the "Catholic Church conspiracy."

"Get Agent Julio into the car and don't let him freeze," Agent Major instructed his assistant.

As for the matter of rejuvenation, Agent Major pretended not to hear it.

More than 20 years of experience working at the FBI taught this senior agent that the more one knows about something as miraculous as rejuvenation, the more dangerous it becomes.

Major even began to regret getting involved in this matter.

At this time, there was movement in the direction of the Glass Palace. An agent wearing an FBI uniform and covered in blood was trying to walk out of the Glass Palace. He was pale and holding a mobile phone in his hand.

"Go back! No one is allowed to leave until Agent Major lifts the blockade!" The agent in charge of the blockade even pointed his gun at him.

"My blood plague has been cured by Mr. Li!" the blood-soaked FBI agent shouted, raising his cell phone. "I'm delivering a message for Mr. Li!"

Author's words: I drank a bit too much today visiting relatives, so there will only be one update tomorrow, please forgive me.

077. Professor

Volunteer: Damn it! That arrogant idiot didn't respond for a long time, so I knew something bad was going to happen. Now an agent has left the Glass Palace, saying that his blood plague has been cured.

Philanthropist: It seems that our supervisor not only failed to capture the archbishop, but was captured by the archbishop instead. Let us wish him good luck.

Professor: What is the current situation in the Glass Palace?

Volunteer: I was surrounded by the FBI inside and outside. Although the angry knight had left, I still couldn't find a chance to sneak into the Glass Palace.

Professor: Try to find out how many people have been cured of the blood plague. We need to calculate the speed at which the archbishop cured the blood plague.

Volunteer: Wait a moment, I’ll make some arrangements.

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An agent asked the blood-soaked agent, "Are you the only one who has been cured? How are the other brothers?"

"Yes, I'm the only one who has been cured. The other brothers are waiting for treatment... I can stay in the Glass Palace, but can you help me give this phone to Agent Major? Agent Li wants to talk to him."

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Volunteer: We've only cured one so far. And unfortunately, our supervisor has fallen into the hands of the Archbishop.

Professor: Twelve minutes have passed since the Director lost contact. An Archbishop can restrain a vampire for no more than two minutes.

Professor: That means it takes him nearly ten minutes to heal one. Based on the spell we constructed, there are more than enough blood servants left.

Philanthropist: There is no time to lose. Please act as soon as possible while the FBI's forces are concentrated in the Glass Palace.

Professor: Don’t worry, I’ve already arrived at the factory.

Volunteer: I'll leave for the church now.

Philanthropist: Then I will wait here for your good news.

Volunteer: Philanthropist, you really don’t have any requirements?

Philanthropist: Of course not, I am a philanthropist. By the way, although I don’t have any needs, please don’t forget the ladies’ share.

Volunteer: Don’t worry, how could I forget my biggest sponsor?

Professor: I have arrived at the core area of ​​the factory.

Philanthropist: Well, good luck to everyone.

The philanthropist has left.

The professor has left.

The volunteers have left.

anonymous left.

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"Glass Palace... Got it! A new Glass Palace has been built in Fern, Pennsylvania. It's currently being used as the filming base for the show "Hunting Gods"..."

"Fern Town is so backward, the internet isn't very popular there, I can't help much."

"What a brazen show name... 'The Hunt for Gods'... Huh? 'The Hunt for Gods' producer Tim Cohen was assassinated. Has the show been shut down?"

"Something really happened in the Glass Palace! So, are these people serious? They're not just running a group online?"

"But, but they actually got the FBI's inside information! Calling the police won't help... Shouldn't I be dragged into this?"

"Even if I call the police, how can I explain to them how I got the information? I'm still on bail, and I don't want to be sued by AT&T for computer fraud and abuse again..."

"Forget it, let me ask Attorney Hamilton first. She's sure she can help me deal with these big companies. It's not the first time anyway."

"Hey, Lawyer Hamilton didn't answer the phone. Maybe she's busy..."

"Hurry up and answer the phone, hurry up and answer the phone, what should I do? It will be too late..."

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"Professor" Dr. Benjamin pushed up the round metal glasses on his nose and turned off the screen of his mobile phone.

The seemingly gentle doctor opened a rusty door. On the door was a poster that had been corroded by time and was unrecognizable. The words "Good Buddy Herbicide Factory" were still faintly visible.

Although it looks like an abandoned factory from the outside, when the door is opened, the interior decoration looks like a temple.

At the center of the temple is a giant tree.

Around the giant tree, four magic circles were arranged in the four directions of east, south, west and north, each emitting a faint magical glow.

This giant tree is a 27-meter-tall North American redwood with a spirally twisted trunk and bark covered with fluorescent green lines. The redwood tree looks bare and few leaves have fallen.

In front of the giant tree, kneeling was a couple in their early fifties, they were tied up tightly, they were Robert and his wife. There were no scars on their bodies, but they looked angry.

Guarding them with a double-barreled shotgun was their long-lost son, Ilya. However, Ilya's eyes were dull, his pupils unfocused, and he looked completely delirious.

Hearing Dr. Benjamin's voice, the anger in the hearts of Robert and his wife intensified. Mrs. Robert spat with a sneer on her face.

Dr. Benjamin didn't take the two people's anger to heart. He raised his wrist to check the time, then gave a gentle smile.

"Sorry, I had a small gathering that delayed me a little, so I'm a few minutes late. Are you two waiting impatiently?"

"Bah! You pretentious bastard! What did you do to Elijah?" Nick Robert spat fiercely. The hot-tempered farmer wanted to blow Benjamin's head off with a hunting rifle.

"That's not the right way to treat a doctor, Nick. Your son had so many injuries, and I was the one who applied medicine and bandaged them. It's fine if you don't thank me, but why are you being so rude to a doctor? It's really sad."

Dr. Benjamin spoke slowly, but he was still smiling, and it was hard to tell where he was sad.

"Bah, you fake doctor, you have no good intentions at all! You must have used fake medicine to control Elijah! It is obvious that Elijah can be cured just by praying to the Lord!" Martha Robert also denounced Dr. Benjamin.

"Lord, Lord, Lord, you foolish and delusional people only know how to foolishly ask for these insignificant favors and believe in those illusory gods!"

Doctor Benjamin pushed his round glasses up and said coldly, "What? You don't want to accept that your Lord is actually just this polluted cedar tree?"

"Castor, remember your blasphemy, and the Lord will surely send you to hell!" Mr. Robert continued to curse.

With a snap, Dr. Benjamin snapped his fingers.

Immediately afterwards, the puppet-like Elijah pulled the trigger, and Mr. Robert's favorite hunting rifle roared, and the bullet shot through Mr. Robert's leg.

The stubborn Mr. Robert was pale, and the sweat beads on his forehead were even bigger than the corn kernels he planted. Although he felt such severe pain, he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

And from that tall redwood tree, a leaf slowly fell.

The leaves fell on Mr. Robert, and a soft light enveloped Mr. Robert, and then his leg healed.

"Hahahahaha! See? This is your Lord! This is your Lord!" Dr. Benjamin laughed wildly, which was very different from his usual gentle appearance.

Then he walked forward and kicked the thin Mr. Robert towards the redwood tree.

Mr. Robert fell forward, unable to resist, and at the same time he heard a faint beating sound.

Boom, boom, boom.

The beat is quite rhythmic, like the sound of a heartbeat.

Dr. Benjamin walked forward, grabbed Mr. Robert by the collar, and said with a smile, "Did you hear that? Can you guess what that is? Is it the heartbeat of a god? Or the drumbeat of an aboriginal?"

Mr. Robert remained silent and just spat in Dr. Benjamin's face with contempt.

"The answer is both! See for yourself, idiot!" An angry Dr. Benjamin threw Mr. Robert hard against the North American redshirt's torso, then he took out a handkerchief, frowned, and wiped his face with disgust.

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"I feel Buchaska's call, Li." The witch raised her head suddenly. "He is calling me to fulfill the agreement between witches and gods."

"Do you feel the location He is calling you to?" Li Shanze asked seriously.

Charlie shook her head. "No, no, I can only sense His call, but I can't sense any direction. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble Robert and his family to take me there."

"Let me deal with the blood plague first, then we'll rush over." Li Shanze lowered his head and looked at the vampire who was still unconscious at his feet. "I think we might have a better choice of person to lead the way."

"But will he cooperate?" Charlie asked worriedly.

With a snap, Li Shanze stepped on the vampire's left arm and broke it.

Kevin Glenson woke up wailing in severe pain, and then Mr. Vampire saw Li Shanze's terrifying smile.

At the same time, he also heard Li Shanze's words that seemed to come from the underworld: "I think he will cooperate."

Li Shanze pointed to his ears, and Xia Li quickly blocked his ears tightly with the earplugs she found.

Anjie followed suit. She covered her ears tightly and sat on the table in a panic, two mobile phones in front of her.

One is Li Shanze’s cell phone, and the other is waiting for the FBI agent to contact him.

The other was Grey's phone, which had just started charging and was in the process of restarting.

Ella flapped her wings in a panic. After circling for a long time, she flew to another room with a whoosh.

Kevin Glenson couldn't help but shudder. I said, I'll say anything, as long as you don't let me hear that song that seems to tear my soul apart again, I can say anything.

Mr. Vampire has completely lost the will to resist.

"Vampire, it's time to reveal your plans. What exactly are you planning?"

"I don't know—Ouch! It hurts! I really don't know!"

Although Kevin Glenson wanted to tell the truth, he was indeed just a bounty hunter who was hired for a large sum of money to help, and he knew nothing about the core intelligence.

He wanted to explain, but in order to prevent the vampire from sweet talk, Li Shanze didn't give him a chance and chose to continue asking questions like a machine gun.

"Why did you trigger the blood plague?"

"Listen to my explanation, listen, I don't know!"

Click.

"Ah, it hurts! It hurts so much! Let me explain!"

"Shut up!"

Mr. Vampire was in tears. Not only did you not want to listen to my explanation, but couldn't you ask me something I know?

Author's words: Thanks to Qiqisijiu for the monthly ticket

Thanks to Xu Shihan, Wukong, and Weizhiren for their recommendations

078 Preparation

"Mr. Vampire, what do you intend to do with Fern's native gods?"

“I really, really don’t know! I’m just a—Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

The vampire wanted to use his last bit of strength to turn into mist and escape, but when he looked at Li Shanze who was on high alert, and then at Xia Li who had already put on earplugs, he fainted.

Li Shanze touched his chin and looked at the vampire who was unconscious due to the severe pain because his limbs were broken by him.

After making sure that the vampire had really fainted, Li Shanze was quite impressed with him.

"I'm a little impressed by him. Even though Mr. Kevin Glenson is a vampire, he's a tough guy. We can't pry his mouth open no matter what we do."

Charlie's eyes widened with curiosity. "What did you say, Li?"