Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Thinking of this, the only thing York could think of was that the old man was an angel who had descended to earth, or that was his most outrageous guess at the moment.

That is, the old man is actually the person he tells stories about day and night, that is, the real God.

Otherwise, such an exaggerated world would not be so peaceful.

After all, there are gods from various myths.

York shook his head. "The more I think about it, the more outrageous it gets! Let's just deal with the current situation first."

He sighed and began to experience the changes in himself. It could be said that his strength had skyrocketed.

York has a very strong feeling that his upgrade is not over yet, and the changes after his spirit value exceeded 600 are not over yet.

Even this is just the beginning.

At the beginning, he was able to see Irene's true face, which gave him the illusion of controlling everything. This was even stronger than the particle form after the life attributes were upgraded.

The particle form can indeed make him feel that the whole world, the entire universe, is in the palm of his hand and is controlled by him, but in fact, Yorks's is all an illusion, because he has not yet been able to fully control the particle world he sees.

Every manipulation would bring very strong pressure to the body. Even York felt that once the particles were manipulated, the pressure would exceed his endurance limit. He would explode instantly, like a grenade, and turn into pieces of flesh flying everywhere.

So York has always had a very strong feeling that when he can manipulate the particle microcosm without feeling any pressure, then he really has become a real God in a sense, just like in the movies.

Once he reaches that point, he is basically separated from the world. The concept of a planet rises directly to the level of the universe. Wherever he looks, it is no longer the planetary world in front of him and under his feet, but the entire universe.

Therefore, the illusion after his mental power broke through 600 really puzzled him, because he really felt that he had become stronger than the particle form. At this moment, everything in front of him was like a toy, whether it was a person or an airplane.

With a bang, the plane suddenly shook, and under the gaze of the clergy outside, it suddenly raised its head and rose into the air.

This heavy feeling of leaning back does not disturb the feeling brought by the evolution of telekinesis during meditation.

He didn't even notice when Irene came over to ask for instructions. He just stared blankly at what was in front of him.

A space that changes instantly.

The change brought about by the continuous improvement of his mental power is that the scenery and everything in York's eyes are no longer what ordinary eyes see.

The space that was originally an airplane suddenly turned into another all-white space. Yorks relied on his senses, stretched out his hand, and moved his mind as he wished.

At this moment, everything seemed to stop.

Even Irene who was still appearing in his mind and the plane space he saw with his eyes seemed to have all stopped at this moment.

Time seemed to be controlled by him.

"Illusion?" Yorks muttered to himself, looking at his hands. What he could feel was that these hands were full of a very special kind of cells flowing, like particles.

Everything was flowing in his eyes, no matter whether it was the space he evolved or any other space, the air, or the dust, everything was flowing in his eyes, and York felt that he could really control these things.

Therefore, he seemed to be able to directly change the flow patterns through his current mental consciousness, causing various changes to his hands or body.

At the same time, he truly saw what the cells flowing in the body looked like and how they flowed.

The speed of flow every second exceeds the world's definition of speed. Even the cells are multiplying by hundreds of billions every second. These densely packed cells really make him feel that his body is really like a universe in a sense.

And this endless cycle of constant growth and rapid flow, destruction and growth is like the planets in the universe.

The most outrageous thing is that as the changes brought about by the upgrade continue, he even feels that these cells seem to be a fresh life.

He even felt that the cells in his body seemed to be actually having some mental activity.

"No! This is not my illusion!"

Yorks looked at the hand that appeared in front of him. Even if it didn't appear in particle form, he could really control the cells, molecules, etc. in his hand only through his current mental thoughts.

York looked at his hands, and smiled bitterly at the various shocking messages that kept emanating from them.

"I think I thought of something?"

Before, in order to understand life, in addition to studying and catching up on physics knowledge, he also began to dabble in life sciences, including cytology.

It can be said that in addition to being a top physicist, he is also a top biologist.

During the learning process, he learned that cells in the human body require energy to function in a certain sense.

The reason why people grow old and die is because their cells lack energy to maintain themselves and begin to die actively.

Cell death is the irreversible cessation of life phenomena and the end of life.

"Cells have their own consciousness?" Thinking of this, Yorks muttered to himself.

"With the current upgrade, the cells in my body have begun to evolve to the immortal stage? But because of my own physical constitution, and because of the continuous supply of energy, I have been able to control it within my body. Now I can maintain my individuality in this ultra-fast flow rate and proliferation??

York was a little confused, because this discovery meant that he seemed to have really transcended.

Even the consciousness body has transcended the boundaries of the current body. The body is still there now because he wants it to be there. Therefore, the cells in the body that have long had independent thoughts are maintained in place by his now transcendent thoughts, maintaining his individuality in this world.

Thinking of this, Yorks seemed to have some enlightenment in his eyes.

His current body exists only because he wants it. If he gives up, his body will instantly disintegrate into cells with their own autonomous consciousness, which are equivalent to particles with self-awareness.

At the same time, just like the particle form controls the combination of particles, Yorks can also feel that he can change his current body into various shapes, instantly expanding the huge body of the Giant Monster King, and instantly shrinking it to the size of dust.

"Cells with autonomous consciousness come together to form a huge communication network, just like the particles that make up matter. They then form various shapes, get bigger or smaller, and exist in various forms, which is what I want them to be."

As the changes have not stopped, Yorks seems to be slowly changing as well, and begins to understand what he is like now and what he can achieve.

Like now!

Yorks narrowed his eyes slightly. In his eyes, the cells in his right hand underwent various changes. The flow speed remained the same, but the combination of different cells had all changed.

So, in York's eyes, his right hand instantly grew larger, directly to one meter long and one meter wide.

This incredible scene would probably make people stare with their eyes wide open.

But all this was within York's expectations because this was what he wanted to do.

"If I restore it to its original state, I can arrange it as it was before." York thought to himself. In an instant, his right hand, which had grown to about one meter in size, instantly returned to its original state.

This means that he can change into various shapes at will, control organs, eyes, and so on. This also means that he has the ability to control molecules to reconstruct objects anywhere.

It even has the ability to change the molecular structure of surrounding objects.

In other words, he can change the human in front of him into something with just a thought, or he can make the human in front of him die or survive with just a thought.

"This number of over 600 is indeed too exaggerated, but it seems understandable." Yorks scanned the space in front of him.

He didn't understand it at first, but as time passed, he knew that this was his mind space, just like a devil pulling people into his own spiritual world.

It's like Alesha's spiritual world, the inner and outer world.

He now has his own real spiritual world, but because he hasn't done anything, it is still completely white.

York's gaze seemed to be looking at the folded pages of a textbook, looking at the world where Irene was, the plane she was on, and at this moment the world was already paused.

It is as if his thoughts are rehearsing at a very fast speed, so the time in his mind becomes faster, and then the real world can achieve the requirement of being paused.

It's like a car passing by in front of human eyes. When it passes at the speed of light, it disappears in front of human eyes. The only thing that can ultimately prove the existence of the car is time.

"Does this mean that I seem to have control over the speed of time?" York's face slowly became calm. As he quickly rehearsed in his mind, he had a better understanding of his own situation.

The current situation is that his consciousness, or spirit, already has the ability to recalculate the four-dimensional world.

He is still here because he wants to. Once he doesn't want to, his body will instantly collapse, and his current spiritual consciousness will instantly disappear from this world and ascend to a certain dimension or somewhere else. The human who writes the script will look at this world written by him.

At this point, he can control time, space, etc., and can control all the laws of the world he writes.

"So now I seem to be able to freely travel through this three-dimensional world under my feet in the current calculation space?" York glanced at his current calculation space and thought subconsciously.

"And be able to go back in time to some extent."

According to his own thoughts, Yorks blinked, and something suddenly appeared in the calculation space in his eyes.

He integrated the entire world that Irene existed in in a one-to-one format.

For a moment, there was no more white space in York's eyes. The world in his eyes was what he saw with his own eyes, that is, the real world.

York blinked and snapped his fingers, and the world in front of him resumed its flow.

Irene's voice followed: "Bishop, this is the notice that Hilly just sent."

She seemed to be unaware of what had just happened.

Yorks nodded, took the document report from Irene's hand, sighed in his heart, and looked at the document report in front of him.

The report that Hilly just sent over was nothing, it just explained what he had developed now.

He placed the holy land of the Norwegian diocese, the holy stones that possessed divine energy, and all the holy objects in the holy land on the particle collider he had set up, and then stuffed all the divine energy inside into the heavy weapons of the Norwegian Kingdom.

Even various new types of weapons have been developed.

Based on the appearance of a heavy machine gun, the structure developed a similar but different weapon.

Because this is a type of grenade launcher, each bullet contains a large amount of holy energy.

Very powerful.

Thousands of explosive bombs can be sprayed out in one second, launching a fire attack on the opposing demon.

York, sitting on the still-flying plane, smiled as he looked at the document about the new weapons Hilly had developed for the counterattack against Hell.

This guy must have been prepared for it a long time ago. The reason he didn't develop it before was that it was still in his mind. Plus, because he was lazy, he only started developing it now.

"good,"

Yorks praised, and after reading the document report in his hand, he handed it to Irene and smiled.

"Tell him to keep it going and tell Hilly that no matter what kind of weapons it is, no matter how many resources are needed, I can provide them, as long as there is something he needs in this world."

Irene took the report and nodded. She blinked as she looked at the bishop who seemed different from before. She couldn't tell what was wrong, so she asked subconsciously.

"Bishop, are you all right?"

Irene suddenly said this, and York was stunned for a moment, then laughed and shook his head: "I'm fine, go ahead and do your thing."

Hearing this, Irene could only put aside her doubts, bowed, and left.

Yorks watched her back as she disappeared down the aisle, then stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers again.

The world in front of me paused for a moment.

He stood up from his seat and faced the porthole.

The sidewall instantly turned into various fragments, revealing a large space.

“This is the decomposition of matter.”

York smiled, walked forward, and passed through the space in front of him, stepping flat in the air outside the plane.

Behind him was the bulwark which had been restored in an instant.

But the flying planes, the clouds in the sky, and the mountains and rivers beneath the feet all stopped.

"This is the control of time. In my eyes, all activities and rules in this world are so slow that they are paused in an instant."

York felt his own changes, looked into the distance and squinted his eyes slightly.

He saw everything in this world, but there were still people who could act in his eyes.

"Damn old man!" York laughed and disappeared in an instant.

A split second later, he appeared in the Vatican, facing the old man who seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time and was even smiling. (End of this chapter)