The worldwide wanted manhunt has not come, but the manhunt for this city and even this country will surely start soon.
Thanks to the spread of the virus, Qi Zhen has a reason to wear a mask without being interrogated.
In less than an hour, he appeared in the country within a country.
Vatican City, the seat of the Catholic Church.
If we really talk about the origins, it would probably take a long time to explain the history of this "country" clearly.
All in all, this is a religious country with more symbolic significance than actual significance. The main controller is naturally the supreme leader of the Catholic Church, the Pope.
Theoretically speaking, this place is not even a city, and the entire area is roughly the same size as a district in a prefecture-level city in China.
When Qi Zhen came here, in addition to expressing her gratitude to the "Pope" for her previous cooperation with the Catholic Church, she also wanted to seek help from the other party in the future.
The place where the Pope is located is easy to find. It is the tallest building in the city.
It is strange to say that whether it is ancient China, ancient Europe, or even any ancient civilization, they all pay attention to centrism.
But the most magnificent building in the center of the entire city must be the highest symbol of power in the country.
So Qi Zhen found the Pope's residence without much effort.
Compared with City L, there is a lot less fireworks here and more of an indescribable sense of solemnity.
There are not many police officers on the road, and there are not even a few uniformed public officials. The most common ones are monks wearing white robes.
Quite interesting.
In reality, this city must not be like this, but because it was in the game, Qi Zhen didn't worry about the presence or absence of NPCs designed by the system, and went straight towards the central building.
However, Qi Zhen felt slightly relieved after arriving here. Although he was not worried about being caught by the Y government, there were always people following him, like a group of annoying flies, which always made him feel uncomfortable. Great.
It's fine here.
Walking into the world-renowned cathedral in the center, Qi Zhen found the monk in charge of reception in the hall.
"You must be the respected Mr. Qi." When the priest saw Qi Zhen, he asked without any surprise on his face.
Qi Zhen took off her hat and mask and said in surprise: "Damn, do you recognize this!?"
The other party obviously did not say the nonsensical lines in Stephen Chow's movies, similar to how your temperament is too outstanding to cover up Balabala, but simply did not understand what Qi Zhen said...
Seeing the other party's confused look, Qi Zhen patted her forehead and forgot about it.
"The Pope has foreseen that you will come here, so please come with me." The priest said softly.
Qi Zhen nodded and followed the other party to the back of the church, up the stairs, then up the stairs, then up the stairs...
"The Pope is so old and climbs so high every day. You are really not afraid of doing anything to him."
As Qi Zhen climbed the stairs, she secretly slandered the unreasonable design of the church.
The church looked majestic from the outside, but Qi Zhen still didn't expect that it would be as high as seven floors.
Finally, under the guidance of the priest, Qi Zhen finally arrived at the Pope's door and waited for the call.
The priest knocked on the door, went in and reported a few words, then opened the door and made an invitation gesture to Qi Zhen.
Qi Zhen walked into the Pope's office without talking nonsense. She looked at the strong old man wearing a hat and glasses and bowed slightly.
"Hello, His Holiness the Pope, I am Qi Zhen." Qi Zhen said.
The Pope stood up. He was not as stooped as Qi Zhen had imagined. It seemed that apart from leaving traces on his face and making his hair gray, the years had not had much impact on his physical condition.
"Of course I know you, and I know your purpose of coming here. May God bless you." The Pope looked at Qi Zhen with his wise eyes, as if he could see through everything.
"No, no, no, no, I'm allergic to magic sticks. How about we talk about the world of heaven?" Qi Zhen looked at the simultaneous interpretation headphones on the other person's ears that were the same as her own, and waved her hand.
The Pope was obviously a little shocked. He probably didn't understand what Qi Zhen meant by "Liaoyangjiantian".
"Let me tell you clearly, we are all smart people. I don't think you need to be pretentious. Just tell the truth. What do you want me to do for you?" Qi Zhen looked into the Pope's eyes and sighed.
"I don't understand what you mean." The pope's deep eyes remained unchanged.
"Of course you understand. After all, if it weren't for your permission, I don't know how much effort it would take to spread 'God's Punishment' in Europe." Qi Zhen signaled to the other party that there was no need to be modest.
"Haha." The Pope chuckled and did not answer.
"Don't laugh yet. You must have arranged for me to come to Europe this time. You don't have to say those insightful words. To be honest, I have seen a lot of half-immortals and even real gods, so this trick of yours doesn't matter. What's the use?" Qi Zhen continued.
"Young man, when did you realize this?" the pope asked with a smile.
"If I hadn't noticed, would I still be able to see you today?" Qi Zhen asked.
The Pope nodded, acquiescing to Qi Zhen's statement.
"I don't quite understand either. You said that I just make antiviral drugs and study viruses. What do you like about me?" Qi Zhen continued.
"Of course because you are a smart man," said the Pope.
"Oh, since you praised me, let me tell you one by one. If there is something wrong, please help me point it out." Qi Zhen was really borrowing the money from the slope, and was not ambiguous at all.
"That prime minister of country Y, is he one of yours?" Qi Zhen asked, raising an eyebrow.
“We are all servants of the Lord,” the pope replied.
"Stop it!" Qi Zhen quickly organized the half-immortal to continue his mystery, and then said: "You also asked the Prime Minister of Country Y to arrange the assassination, right?"
"That was his own behavior. I just wanted him to test you." The Pope replied.
"Test me?! The person who cooperated with him was my subordinate before, and now my subordinate wants to rebel against me. No matter what you want me to do, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you now. "Qi Zhen was not angry, but shrugged, expressing that she was helpless.
"No, of course you have other ways. I believe in your abilities. After all, that magical armor and that inhuman speed and strength are not something ordinary people can achieve. I guess if you go to participate in the Olympics, you will He will win most championships in the world." The Pope smiled like an old fox.
Qi Zhen was not surprised why the other party knew about his heroic performance so quickly. After all, according to his words, they were all servants of the Lord.
And this old man is the one closest to the Lord among the servants.
"Help me spread the 'God's Punishment', lure me to country Y, let others test me, and then I can guess the ins and outs of everything and come to you. So the question is, what do you want to do?" Qi Zhen finally asked the most critical question of her trip.
"I need you to help me spread a virus," the pope said with a smile.
Come on, it’s him!
Qi Zhen shouted "Oh yeah" in her heart, but her face remained calm: "You know, I spread the virus before to make money on the one hand, and also to enable my company to defeat the Phil Group and gain world-wide recognition. In the final analysis, the real monopoly is to make money, but now the company is occupied by others. I estimate that in less than ten hours, I will be as big as Uncle Bin Laden in the world and face the same situation as a rat crossing the street. In such a pitiful situation that everyone is shouting and beating you, how can you still have the energy to help you spread some kind of virus?"
"You did a good job in spreading the virus before. It took even me a long time to discover your existence. You were very smart and pushed that little girl who knew nothing about it to the front desk. He is hiding behind the scenes, am I right?" the Pope said.
Qi Zhen touched her nose and said nothing.
"So in order to force you out, I also thought of many ways." The Pope took out a small test tube from his arms, which contained half a tube of bright red liquid.
"This is the virus I want you to spread. I'll give you the stuff. As for how far you can do it and whether you want to do it, it's up to you."
Qi Zhen took the test tube, but the system prompt sounded in her ears: Obtain the key prop of the game - C virus.
Qi Zhen looked at the virus, then handed the test tube back, shook her head and said, "It can't be done, it can't be done."
The Pope was obviously a little shocked by Qi Zhen's reaction, but he recovered in an instant, and then said: "I said, if you don't do it, you can destroy the virus without returning it to me."
"Destroy it yourself, I don't have the leisure."
When Qi Zhen saw that the other party didn't answer, she put the virus on the table and left without talking nonsense.
"What help do you need?" The pope's voice sounded behind him.
The corners of Qi Zhen's mouth raised an imperceptible arc, and she turned her head and said, "It depends on what you can give me."
…
Two hours later, it was completely dark.
Qi Zhen appeared at the resettlement site designated by the small drugstore owner, and met He Li and Zhang Zhiwen.
The two of them were still a little happy when they saw Qi Zhen still alive and kicking.
After all, Fanguifan, but without Qi Zhen's existence, the two of them would hardly be able to survive in this world.
"Things have been somewhat resolved, but there are some new problems. In short, for us now, there is always more good news than bad news."
Qi Zhen did not tell them about her experiences along the way, but only made a formal summary.
"Then what should we do next?" Zhang Zhiwen asked.
"If everything goes well, we can sleep at home tomorrow night." Qi Zhen said with a smile.
