Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

When her gaze fell on Dean's face, which had a slightly cynical air about it, she couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Dean felt the girl's gaze and habitually raised the corners of his mouth in a slightly tired but still charming smile. He was already used to this kind of affection from the opposite sex.

In the storyline, Dean is a womanizer who enjoys flirting with women.

However, that's just the way things are here.

If Leila hadn't been sick, the two of them would probably have been together tonight.

Wu Heng completely ignored the presence of the mother and daughter. His gaze was fixed on the depths of the auditorium, as if he were trying to sense something through the walls, and he exuded a chilling aura that kept people at a distance.

His body was over thirty, with a cold and aloof demeanor, giving off an unapproachable vibe, naturally making him not someone a girl like Leila would dare to pay attention to.

The three of them stayed in a nearby hotel for a day.

The following evening, the pastor issued another notice, stating that he had once again sensed the Lord's will, and therefore the prayer meeting would be held again.

This frequency brought joy to the patients. The pastor had been receiving more and more guidance from the Lord lately, which was a good thing for the patients, as the probability of it happening had increased significantly.

If only it could be held every day, then all of them could receive treatment very quickly.

Inside the central tent, the same fervor and the same clamor prevailed.

Reverend Le Granger stood on the stage, his voice still full of charisma, continuously speaking about the topic of mercy.

Su An still stood gently by his side, playing the role of a perfect virtuous wife. Or perhaps it wasn't just an act; she enjoyed this happiness.

Dean sat next to Wu Heng, watching the pastor's passionate speech on stage and the believers' fervent donations below. Especially when he saw Leila and her daughter, who had been desperate for help yesterday, still sitting in the front row with a last flame of hope burning in their eyes, he couldn't help but lean closer to Sam and mutter, in a voice only those around them could hear, with his usual sarcasm:
"Tsk, it's not about believing in piety, it's about believing in how deep your pockets are, right? That poor little girl and her mother, I think they emptied their pockets but still couldn't touch the threshold of 'miracle'."

His voice wasn't loud, but it sounded exceptionally clear in the subtle silence as the pastor led the entire audience into a state of "listening to the voice of faith."

Reverend Le Granger on the stage suddenly stopped moving.

His empty eyes slightly "lifted," as if searching for something in the void, or as if sensing something.

At that moment, the pious expression on his face became even more focused, even showing a hint of bewilderment followed by realization.

Wu Heng's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.

He clearly sensed that the instant Dean finished speaking and the priest fell into a brief silence, a completely different power fluctuation, extremely subtle yet incredibly pure and holy, like moonlight passing through the clouds, gently brushed against the consciousness of Priest Le Granger!

This power did not originate from the Death Contract controlled by Su An.

It is more lofty and pure, with a special charm; the pastor's mind has truly been guided by someone.

But that is definitely not God.

Wu Heng guessed that it might be one of the angels in this story world.

The priest's body trembled slightly, and a tremendous, almost overwhelming, excitement appeared on his face. He turned towards Dean's direction and, with an air of divine certainty, pointed at Dean:
"You, the gentleman sitting in the back who has doubts, please come to the front!"

The entire audience erupted in uproar, and all eyes instantly turned to Dean.

Dean was stunned, and Sam looked at his brother in astonishment. Since they were chosen so easily, they originally thought that with the support of the bottle of wine provided by Wu Heng, they would have to wait in line for a long time, since there were too many people in line.

"Me?" Dean pointed to himself in confusion. "Yes, it is you, sir. You have no doubts; your faith has chosen you."

"And don't doubt the hearing sensitivity of a blind person in a quiet environment." The pastor's words drew good-natured laughter from those present.

It was obvious that he was telling Dean that he had overheard Dean's earlier complaint.

Dean shook his head: "Okay, I don't think I need this opportunity. Maybe I can give it to someone else."

The pastor's voice, however, was full of certainty: "Do not doubt, this is the clearest guidance of faith!"

"The Lord told me that you still have an unfinished mission, important things that have not yet been accomplished, and the river of destiny has not yet reached your destined end. You should not go into silence at this moment. Come up, faith will protect you."

Sam instantly became excited. He didn't care about the priest's ramblings or how bizarre the guidance was, because this could be a crucial opportunity to save Dean.

"Dean, hurry up, go up there, he chose you!" He pushed his still somewhat dazed brother hard.

Seeing Sam's excited expression, Dean shook his head helplessly. He didn't want to get involved in these messy, ethereal things about faith, but it was his younger brother's good intention.

He couldn't very well refuse outright, lest he dampen his family's enthusiasm and expectations.

Since I'm already here, and I've already been selected, I don't mind being given a try.

Dean, however, still had his brow furrowed.

He believed that there was a mysterious force in the world that could save him, and his experience at Morrick Manor was proof of that. However, this method of healing, based on "devout faith" and "divine guidance," especially when combined with his earlier complaints and the ordeal of Leila and her daughter, seemed extremely childish and even ironic to him.

In the end, I had no choice but to stand up, not for myself, but with mixed feelings.

With doubts, reluctance towards Leila, and a hint of annoyance at being forcibly chosen, he walked onto the stage.

Perhaps what he really wants to expose right now is the pastor's deception.

Dean stood in front of the pastor, looking into those empty eyes that seemed to be staring at him, and asked directly, "Why me, pastor? There are many people here who need to be saved more than I do, like that girl with the brain tumor."

His gaze swept over Leila and her daughter in the front row.

Upon hearing this, Leila's mother hurriedly grasped her daughter's hand, hoping the pastor would change his mind and choose her daughter.

After all, Leila's time is running out.

Reverend Le Granger wore a kind smile as he "looked" in Dean's direction, his voice filled with unwavering determination:

“Child, do not question the Lord’s plan.”

"The wisdom of the Lord transcends the understanding of mortals, and the guidance I feel is incredibly clear: you bear a great responsibility, and your life at this moment is connected to a grander destiny."

“As I have said, this is the Lord’s choice, not my will, nor can I arbitrarily select patients. Please open your heart and accept this gift.”

Wu Heng sat in the audience, his eyes fixed on Dean and the pastor.

His senses had been heightened to their peak. (End of Chapter)