I upgraded and added points in the Holy Inquisition

Chapter 165 164. Divination requires a quiet environment
Lloyd was about to leave the 'processing' area, when a holy scholar wearing a white coat suddenly appeared next to him, stopped him, and without saying anything, took out a flashlight and started to shine it in his eyes.

Lloyd quickly covered his eyes and asked:
"No, why do you always act like this? If you want to know whether I'm crazy or not, why don't you just use inspiration?"

"What if you go crazy? What if you carry something with you that makes you crazy?"

The other party asked confidently.

Uh... what he said makes sense, and he can't stop talking...

Lloyd could only stand obediently and let the other party open his eyelids, making his eyes dazzled.

The scholar finally let Lloyd go and nodded.

"Huh? You're actually in good condition? Have you taken the medicine I gave you?"

"Not yet, do you want to give it back to you?"

"That's not necessary. You keep it for emergencies. Don't sell it for money. This medicine has serious side effects... Okay, the church is over there, go and have a rest."

The scholar pointed to a temporary church surrounded by iron sheets in the distance, and ran to do his own business again.

This guy is actually pretty good...

Lloyd rubbed his eyes and walked towards the church.

Compared to the conditions of the prison cell, the completion here is much simpler. There is no floor, no roof, not even a door. Just a few snakeskin cloths were randomly pulled up to cover it, and it was used as a church. Just highlight one aspect: adapt measures to local conditions.

There is also a statue of a saint in the middle, which is the most common and traditional image of a girl, with a vague face and an 'X' sign with her hands.

More than 20 executioners were gathering inside. Some were chatting in groups, some were closing their eyes to rest, some were reading with their heads down, and some were in a daze.

Lloyd listened to their chat for a while and found that the monsters they had executed before were all danger level 3 monsters. Even the strongest among them, Geras, had executed a danger level 4 monster.

But they all seem to be in good condition at the moment. The mental pollution they suffered from previous executions should have recovered, and they can start again at any time.

If you change it to real ordinary people, such as those ordinary executioners in the 1th District, those who are usually sentenced to -2 or -3 levels will have to lie in a hospital bed for a day and a half. If like them, they suffer danger 4 or [-] mental pollution, not to mention how long I will have to lie down.

Lloyd nodded secretly, mentally improving his evaluation of these people.

They are indeed "qualified", showing good resistance and resilience to mental pollution. Their four attributes are not weak, but they are just not as good as the numerical monsters like Metis, but Compared with the priests and even knights outside, they are not bad at all.

It's just that the work intensity is too low on weekdays, making it feel like a nursing home, and the organization is too well protected.

Lloyd was thinking about it, and his imagination suddenly opened up again. He guessed that the higher-ups of the religious sect had mobilized these people at once and forcibly increased their work intensity. There was a kind of "if you don't force them, you don't know how good they are" Feel'?
And the reason why these people are released now to increase their strength, could it be related to the temporary demise of the consultant?After all, that crazy lunatic likes to take action against talented young people...

It seems that solving this big devil can have a positive impact on all aspects, which is good!

After that, we will definitely not be able to revive this devil, we will have to fight him to death!
Lloyd sighed in his heart, and then heard Geras, who was his 'focus', asking:

"Did any of you notice the cell in the middle?" "Huh? The cells are so randomly distributed, where is the middle?"

"Have you... never understood rituals at all?"

"I do want to learn, but where do I get so much time? I'm too busy just to practice anatomy... Sigh~ I'm not afraid of your jokes. My recovery success rate is not as good as that of those Executioner students, who are often beaten by them He secretly ridiculed me and said that I was suitable for serving people in the cafeteria."

"How did you get in touch with the cafeteria?"

"My hands shake easily..."

"Pfft~ Haha, that's quite appropriate, but it's normal for my hands to shake. I have practiced for many years before I can barely stop shaking. Before that, the success rate of recovery was also very ugly. I often had an extra cut here and a shallow cut there. , which made me wonder if I was not suitable for this industry at all?”

"I'm better than you. My family runs a butcher shop. I've been exposed to it since I was a child, so I got started quickly. Today, the recovery rate is close to [-]%."

"Amazing! Amazing! I'm only about [-]%, and my performance is not stable enough... By the way, what about you, Geras? What's your recovery rate?"

"It's also about [-]%, it depends on the status and difficulty."

"Wow! He is indeed the new star of the cult who has been watched by the saints. We mortals can only look up to him."

Lloyd was listening and felt funny.

The guy who was suspected of being a mole was obviously asking if anyone had been to Cell 1, but the topic inexplicably shifted to the autopsy recovery rate.

But are their recycling rates that low?Only [-]%, [-]%. How many monster organs are wasted, and how much bounty is wasted?
Look at my basically 100% recycling rate. Even the leftover materials have to be collected to avoid waste...

I really want to show them a pair of crab hands and tell them that they should practice cooking more. Ant claws are ant claws and crab larvae are crab larvae.

Sure enough, if I hadn’t come out this time, I wouldn’t have known how good I was?

Lloyd drifted for a moment in his heart, but then he remembered the duel between powerful men in a high position, and he couldn't float anymore.

I am still far from being good at what I am doing now. I must always keep in mind my humble and reserved low-key young persona. I cannot be blindly arrogant and I must continue to work hard.

After reminding himself, he turned his attention to the suspected mole Geras.

This person tried very hard to bring the topic back to Cell No. 1, but after asking around, no one noticed such a small thing. Many people even didn't know where Cell No. 1 was?

Geras was speechless for a while, until someone next to him suddenly suggested:
"If you care so much, Geras, why not try divination? With your mystical attainments, it should be easy to get the answer to such a trivial matter, right?"

Geras lowered his head and thought for a while, and felt that it made sense, so he took out an ancient navigation compass from his arms, and came to the statue of the saint, intending to show off his divination skills.

The people around him suddenly started cheering, looking forward to him showing off his true skills.

"Okay, everyone, please be quiet for a moment. Divination requires a quiet environment."

(End of this chapter)