Pastor Bai's Journey to Another World

Tucker asked again, "Is he around every night?"

"Sometimes I'm not here. I didn't buy much at one time, not enough for a day, so I went to the tavern to find him, but he didn't come until the next night. It was really a torment... After that, I made an appointment with him Meet three times a week."

Afterwards, Mustache gave some trivial information, which made Weiwei, who was listening, gradually understand the effectiveness of this goblin-made drug.

Taking it for the first time will make people get strong mental stimulation in a short period of time, making people's brain mistakenly believe that it is happiness, and once this false sense of happiness disappears, people will feel empty involuntarily, and then they will feel empty. Will start craving to take the drug again to get the false sense of well-being again.

The poor are more likely to fall into the trap of drugs.

And it is often difficult for the down-and-out to pay for drugs...

As if in the darkness, a vicious trap was gradually emerging, Weiwei felt her scalp go numb.

"Captain Tucker, as far as you know, are there many drug addicts?" Weiwei asked Tucker after listening for a while.

"It's rare in my impression. You heard from this guy just now, this kind of... um, drugs," Tucker was still a little unfamiliar with the coined words Weiwei had just invented, "this It’s not cheap to grow things, 10 gold coins a tael, and the monthly income of many common people is less than 20 gold coins, I think ordinary people are not qualified to touch it.”

"You're wrong." Weiwei shook her head, "This kind of thing actually harms the masses."

"Why? Many people are struggling to maintain food and clothing. How can it be possible to waste money in these places?"

Tucker laughed, feeling that Weiwei overestimated the income of ordinary people.

Thinking about it, if enough people come to seek spell-casting services, the pastor's daily income can cover him for several months...

Weiwei explained patiently: "Because of the hardships of real life, once they come into contact with this kind of spiritual stimulation, they are more likely to indulge in it. The wonderful hallucinations are short-lived, and soon he will usher in the cruel reality. will drive him back to smoking, when in fact, these things will only push them further into the abyss."

Immediately afterwards, Weiwei briefly explained the dangers of drugs.

Judging from the performance of the young man with a mustache just now, this kind of drug will obviously have a major impact on the respiratory system and nervous system, and users who take it can easily get sick.

At this point, even a mustache who has just started to take drugs has to admit that he always loses his appetite and spirits when he is not taking drugs, and he cannot continue to live without continuing to take drugs.

After explaining the possible harm analyzed from Little Beard, Weiwei continued: "Their fragile financial capacity cannot afford such expensive expenses. The monthly income of a commoner is only 10 gold coins, but if he sells himself as a slave?"

A little darker.

What if he sells his organs?

What if he sold his wife and daughter?

The little nun's brows were gradually furrowed, and she felt a little nauseous when she thought about it: "I heard that Little Prodigal Street is one of the most chaotic areas in the city. I wonder if there might be drugs involved..."

When drugs are circulating quietly, how many misfortunes are breeding in the dark?

Tucker froze for a moment, although it was still early in the winter, but a chill emerged spontaneously.

At this time, he thought of a lot.

Originally, Tucker was only dealing with smuggling cases, but now, he suddenly realized the sinister intentions of the goblins in selling the drug.

Those goblins are likely to quietly control the black market trade in Anda City through this kind of so-called drugs. I don't know how many crimes are involved in it!

This is far more serious and evil than simple smuggling.

However, a little doubt arose in his heart, and he couldn't help asking: "Pastor Weiwei, you seem to know a lot about drugs?"

The firm tone of the other party aroused Tucker's suspicion. The little pastor seemed quite convinced that drugs are very harmful, and even the coined lingua franca word "malicious hallucinogen" was learned from Vivi. of.

"Ah, I'm not suspecting that you have something to do with drugs, I'm just a little curious." Tucker felt a little regretful when he asked the question, and his tone of expression just now had a bit of obvious doubt.

"It's okay, I have seen this knowledge in the library. In short, I will ask Bishop Moreau to publicize the dangers of drugs as soon as possible." Weiwei smiled back. The reason why she dared to say this was because of the public library. There really is such a book included.

"Introduction to the Plants of the Rigaland Continent" written by the planeswalker O. Henry, which briefly introduces various plants in the Rigaland continent in the world of Salem. When talking about various hallucinogenic plants, it is specifically mentioned that they were extracted by goblins. The hallucinogenic drugs invented by the goblins are often used by goblins to control captured slaves.

O'Henry expressed obvious concern about the recreational use of those drugs among young people.

When sending Tucker off, the two informed each other of their names, which was considered a formal acquaintance, and Tucker said that he would take this matter seriously.

"I thought it was just a case of smuggling, but now it seems that it is more serious than smuggling. Those goblins who sneaked into the city are simply beasts..." Tucker gritted his teeth viciously, thinking about what to do after catching the goblins. Beat.

"There must be more than goblins behind this. The circulation of those things cannot be separated from a complete channel. Captain Tucker, those goblins must have cooperated with the black forces. If they want to clean up drugs and drugs, they must also sweep down evil. "

"Sweeping black and evil..." Tucker recalled this phrase, and suddenly felt that it was incomparably exquisite, "As expected of being educated, they just speak differently. That's right, those black forces should be swept out like garbage."

After Tucker left, Weiwei immediately went to Bishop Moreau.

Unlike the temples of other churches, there is no need to make an appointment or report to meet the bishop here, just knocking on the door is enough.

After knocking on the door and getting permission, Weiwei pushed the door open and entered.

"Good afternoon, Pastor Vivi."

In the luxurious office, Moreau was sipping afternoon tea and reading books leisurely, acting like a nobleman who wanted to enjoy himself.

The Lord of Dawn, because of his priesthood of [nobility], makes his priests also have a luxurious and enjoyable side of nobility. This can be seen from the luxury of the Temple of Dawn. Even though Anda City is a small city, the people here Wealthy merchants and local nobles also built this temple with utmost luxury.

"Good afternoon, bishop, I wonder if you have heard of the hallucinogenic drugs developed by goblins."

"Not only have I heard, I have also seen that some young people like to use it as a party entertainment, but I don't like it..." Bishop Morrow shook his head, "A few years ago I was invited to a young viscount He invited everyone to smoke during the dance, but I politely declined on the grounds that I was meditating recently, and then I just watched them... the scene was chaotic.”

Mo Luo shrugged helplessly. As the old Si Ji, Weiwei understood what "chaotic" meant in no time.

"Wait, how many years ago did you say? This kind of thing was in circulation a few years ago?" Weiwei's eyes widened. She originally thought that this kind of thing had only recently been circulated in Anda City.

"Yes, there are people in the kingdom who specialize in making this kind of thing, but it is said that the craftsmanship is different from that of goblins, and it is only supplied to the upper class. This is an open secret in the upper class, because the cost is very expensive, and the common people are responsible Great."

Mo Luo continued: "It's normal for Pastor Weiwei not to know. Our temple has never advocated this kind of false vitality that relies on drugs. After seeing the long-term decadence after taking it, I am quite resistant to those things. .”

After hearing this, Weiwei was numb. She thought it was just goblins making trouble, but now it seems that there is something wrong with the country itself.

This evil old society yo.

It seems that although the church does not like it, it has not yet realized the dangers of drugs ahead of time.

But if you wait until the harm of drugs begins to accumulate and cause ills on a national scale, then it will be too late.

At that time, let alone liberating women, it will be difficult to liberate slaves.

Weiwei had a serious expression on her face, and she also looked at each other seriously: "Bishop Moreau, for this hallucinogenic drug, I prefer to call it a 'drug'."

"Vicious hallucinogens...why say that?"

Faced with Moreau's question, Weiwei reported the matter of the young man with a mustache, and incorporated her own views on the dangers of drugs.

The harm of drug abuse is varied. From the body to the mind, from the individual to the country as a whole, drugs endanger society in almost all directions.

"Bishop, allowing the proliferation of drugs will only harm young people. They use them as entertainment products, and they don't know that this vicious thing is pushing them to the depths of sin."

"..."

After listening to Weiwei's report, the bishop was silent. He never thought that the harm of this kind of thing would be so serious. The doctrine of protecting young people made him unable to sit idly by.

But it is difficult to do this.

Will move a lot of people's cake.

"...Pastor Weiwei, what do you want to do?" Moreau looked at Weiwei seriously.

"I hope that the temple will come forward to publicize the dangers of drugs, and require believers not to take them, and then build a drug rehabilitation center to help those who have been contaminated with drugs return in time."

"Of course it can be done just like this, but obviously, it's not very effective." Mo Luo breathed a sigh of relief, but then reminded Weiwei.

It is certainly not enough to rely on the temple to do these things, but Weiwei also knows that the temple in Anda City cannot cover the sky with one hand, and its influence cannot go out of this city.

Weiwei knows that she still needs to use the power of the lord, the symbol of power and order of the stag to fight against the drug industry.

If possible, Weiwei even plans to ask Losander to tell his church that taking drugs cannot enter the Kingdom of God...

In short, this won't be something that can be accomplished overnight, nor can it be done by Weiwei alone.

On the other side, Tucker, who returned to the Public Security Department, also received one message after another.

"Will the Public Security Department of Bucks be reorganized? The system will be downgraded to the township level?"

"In the future, the Public Security Department will be renamed the Police Department?"

"The priests of the Temple of the Law will come in to ensure the enforcement of the law?"

Tucker looked excitedly at the colleague who told him the news, in stark contrast to the sad-faced potbellied sheriffs in the Public Security Department.

This is the change he has been waiting for.

"Don't be too happy," the colleague who told him the news curled his lips. "We were dogs raised by the lord before, but in the future...it's hard to say."

Seeing Tucker frowned, the colleague shrugged helplessly, turned and left.

The author's words:

Push book:

Title: "Elves vs. Death Eaters at Hogwarts"

Introduction: Elements: [Harry Potter] [Pokémon (Pokémon)] [Yu-Gi-Oh - Hearthstone] [Original Honkai Series]

This is the story of a Death Eater changing the world,

Hogwarts School of Pokémon,

Different royal families from each academy, together with the cards made by the trainers, engage in brutal duels.

As for the opponent?

Birch said:

"In fact, low armor is not without benefits. For example, the real damage of Pokémon hits you, and the benefits are obviously not high."

Chapter 142 Chapter 139

In a dark alley, on the second floor of an unremarkable gray-yellow house, in a room with no windows open all year round, a black-haired beauty in a plain black robe was rummaging through documents in the bedroom.

With the care of invisible servants, her room was always kept tidy. Although the windows were closed, the lighting from an unknown source filled the room.

For Sheldora, the bedroom was also used as a study for a long time before, and she spent many years of research life here, although now she has more money and is fully capable of building a real study , but she temporarily shelved the plan because she was used to reading in the bedroom.

The bedroom was extremely quiet, except for the occasional page turning.

Ordinary book mages often have ten lines at a glance, and speed reading is a basic skill that all mages need to master. Only those books that have encrypted the contents of the book by various means need intensive reading.

And now the book she is holding carefully in her hand, the cover of the book is pitch black without any title, only some golden patterns are dotted on the cover.The female mage clasped the book tightly with both hands, as if trying to suppress the book while reading.

On her right hand is a floating red bead, showing dark and bright changes like a beating heart.

Suddenly, a clear crack appeared on the bead, and obviously there was no sound, but there seemed to be a shrill scream in the ear of the female mage, which was enough to interrupt her from concentrating.

She slammed the book shut, and the book seemed to struggle and throb in her hands for a moment, until the female mage pinched the cover fiercely with her nails, and the dark book returned to silence.

Sheldora stood up silently, her face gradually becoming gloomy, a black ring on her right little finger suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, a black staff appeared in her hand, the top of the staff was shaped like a bird's skull , it was also pitch black, only a little scarlet light faintly appeared in the eye sockets.

Just now, this house was detected, and there was a brief offensive and defensive battle between detection and anti-detection.

As far as the result is concerned, it is not clear whether it has won or not. Although there are still some anti-detection alarms that have not been triggered, Sheldora first assumes that she has been exposed.

There was no need to think about the opponent's purpose, this detection made her classify the detector as an enemy, and she directly began to think about how to meet the enemy.

She quickly confirmed her spell list for today - in order to welcome the day when negative energy becomes active, almost all of her spell lists for the past few days are of auxiliary research nature, embalming corpses, manipulating corpses...

In other words, if intruders came, she could only rely on the house's own traps, golems, undead servants, and her various collections.

In this short second, she has already judged the countermeasure.

That is to rely on the layout of the house itself to resist possible invasions.

She quickly left her bedroom. The apprentices outside the door were still trying to copy the scrolls. Seeing this, Sheldora ordered: "You all go back today and rest for a while. I will Concentrate on research and don’t have time to answer your questions.”

The apprentices looked at each other, and surprise appeared on their faces. The long time of copying the scrolls made them tired, and rest was the best reward for them.

Before they could thank them, Sheldora had already gone downstairs, and those apprentices also found that the books beside them were being put into the dimensional bag suspended in the air, and they quickly realized that it was the hermit who was picking up these books. books.

"What happened?" A female apprentice looked blankly at the books that kept disappearing, feeling in her heart that the instructor might run away.

"I don't know, it's better not to ask. My master told me to read more and talk less. Since the teacher told us to leave, let's go back to our respective homes." Another male apprentice shook his head to stop the unnecessary curiosity of his companions.

Although the apprentices still had doubts in their hearts, they left here wisely.

In the underground warehouse, golems that were in a dormant state began to wake up, and those zombies and skeletons also began to change into equipment in an orderly manner, and lined up one by one.

[False location] There was a warning that the false location information created by the spell through "buying" the magic net had been detected. Sheldora frowned and observed the mysterious eyes set up outside the house. The apprentices in the field of vision from the mysterious eyes Already left the house, began to separate.

So what is the fate of these prey?

Sheldora watched the apprentices while feeling the news that the anti-detection magic had been breached.