My portable grandfather refreshes every week

Xue Law once went to church, not referring to himself, but to Xue Law in a parallel world, the doctor Xue Law in Boston with two degrees, who conducted thousands of experiments to study bacteriophages that could combat the Divine Tree.

However, at that time, he was in America. In order to obtain experimental materials, Doctor Xue had to contact a group of professional corpse collectors to obtain experimental materials, which is how he was able to obtain the data on the infection of the Divine Tree Ash.

Yes, Amei has a special profession called "corpse collector," and it's not a low-class profession, but a very respectable and prestigious one. Usually, only priests or medical professionals can enter this profession.

Therefore, Xue frequently came into contact with priests who brought him corpses, and many of them were not corpses, but elderly people or homeless people who were on their last breath.

Doctor Xue, who once held onto normal values, also asked why they didn't save them.

The priest said, "They sold themselves to the church."

On one occasion, when the experimental materials were not delivered on time, Doctor Xue went to the church to inquire about the situation. At that time, he saw a single mother holding her child in her arms. In Boston, an environment similar in latitude to Northeast China, the child's cries came from her chest.

She seemed dazed, appearing half-conscious and half-awake as she asked the priest, "Father, could you please give me something to eat?"

The priest said, "No, please wait for a miracle from the Lord, or you can find a place to sell yourself..."

The next day, Doctor Xue received the experimental material; it was the single mother. The priest had successfully delivered the material after all.

That child became the subject of his teaching. A very respectable person said, "This is about your funding. Give him some other illnesses and find a solution for the complications for the rich."

Yu Xiaoniao had never experienced any of these things, because Doctor Xue kept them all to himself. Even when they were experimental subjects, Yu Xiaoniao only felt unbearable pain.

Even at this point, Doctor Xue still hoped that the priest would be the same as the stereotypical image of him from his hometown. If he was just a pervert who liked little boys, then how kind could this priest really be?

These events were actually just a trivial experience for Doctor Xue, but as he gradually came to accept these memories, he felt quite uncomfortable.

Because no matter how hard Doctor Xue tries, he can still access the mysticism, the pseudo-curse blood left by Xue's Law, and even find the bacteriophage that can fight the Divine Tree and solve the problem of the Divine Tree without any extraordinary knowledge.

But he could never save these people.

Because they didn't die from any injury, but from poverty.

At the same time, he also understood why the medical level in his hometown could never catch up with that of Ami, because there were not enough human subjects for experiments in his hometown.

Even more difficult was that, in order to experiment with microorganisms that could fight the Divine Tree, he had to use these materials, suppressing his guilt, and making good use of these corpses, and even the last human beings...

This is why Doctor Xue wanted to join the mystical forces.

However, before that, Lao Xue had already traveled back in time and dealt with the Divine Tree. Although this resulted in hundreds of millions of people still becoming fungal creep monstrosities completely distorted by the Divine Tree, in Doctor Xue's view, this actually saved even more people from the lower classes.

These things were actually deep in Doctor Xue's memory, and even Xue Law only realized something was amiss after slowly reflecting on them.

"Father, my child is hungry, please give me some food..." came a woman's voice.

This seemed to activate the memory of Doctor Xue that had remained in Xue's mind. He immediately turned his head to look. It seemed to be a single mother with her child sleeping on her chest. She was pale and thin, as if she had always been malnourished.

This scene made Xue Dinglu stop in his tracks. He paused and looked at the clergyman, a middle-aged priest he didn't recognize.

"I'm sorry..." the middle-aged priest sighed.

Just as Xue Dinglu thought he was witnessing the same scene again, the middle-aged priest took out the Bible from his hand, and as if deeply saddened, tore out two pages, chanting...

"Breadmaking Technique!"

Even Xue Dinglu was stunned for a moment.

The next moment, in front of the sallow-faced woman, the two torn pages of the Bible transformed into a flatbread-like loaf of bread. He forced a smile and said, "I'm sorry, this is all I have. If you could bring me some hay or paper, that would be fine too, and I could create more bread..."

The priest sighed and had no choice but to hand the thin pancake, which seemed to be only the thickness of a piece of paper, to the single mother.

Xue Dinglu fell silent. He asked the nun beside him, "Is there a severe shortage of food here, even trees and hay?"

The nun seemed to fall silent for a moment, then said, "It is indeed very scarce. As you know, the dead naturally pollute the land and wither trees. Only land purified by holy light can grow plants..."

Xue Dinglu could only remain silent, then asked, "Bread Technique, when did you learn this technique?"

"About half a year ago, the new Pope received a divine response during his prayers and was granted this spell called 'Bread Magic.' Although it requires a price and some loss to transform licorice branches into bread, it can help us in an emergency. If we can just endure another six months, the newly cultivated land will grow crops, and life will get better day by day," the nun said.

Now, we've just reached this awkward stage, where newly reclaimed land hasn't yet produced any grain, and grain reserves are insufficient.

"I understand. Let me go see the Pope." Xue Dinglu did not go to see the priest anymore.

Xue Dinglu saw it; this wasn't the first time the priest had torn off his own Bible. Perhaps he had done it before, but this time, the priest's choice was completely different from the priest he remembered.

At least, the priests here seem to have a better conscience than Amei's, Xue Dinglu thought to himself, a hint of relief in his eyes.

Xue Dinglu met the Pope and was surprised, as he did not recognize him.

It was a woman Xue Dinglu seemed to have never seen before, around twenty years old, who looked somewhat like Alora in terms of temperament.

"You are..." She seemed to recognize Xue Dinglu in an instant, and was very excited, once again adopting the posture of someone who had met an idol.

Xue Dinglu immediately released a simple, calming spell, briefly explaining his academy's recruitment process and his plan to establish a sealed, long-term, single-person teleportation array at the Holy See.

This pope seemed very easy to talk to, as if everything Xue's Law said was true, and he supported everything the pope wanted to do. Even after learning that the Vatican could select children to go to magic high schools to learn knowledge, he had the expression of a pilgrim seeing a high heaven.

Xue Law: "..."

"Also, I want to plant a tree in this world, a tree that can thrive even on land contaminated by the undead. It's a tree that can cover the entire world, so that you'll have enough materials when you cast the Bread spell..." Xue Dinglu said.

This was a spur-of-the-moment decision of his, planting a branch of the divine tree on the volcano next to Angel City. However, it still needed to undergo deep processing with Hell's Blood to minimize the divine tree's instinct to absorb spiritual energy. Xue Lude didn't even know whether planting a divine tree here was a way to help them overcome their difficulties or a way to give them a living father.

There are many things he can't foresee in the future. If only the Divine Tree hadn't been deliberately modified by the Lord of the Mist...

Xue Lu thought that if he did that, he would even want to plant one on every planet. At least then, there would never be a situation where there wasn't enough material to cast the Bread spell and he would have to tear up the book.

Unfortunately, the sacred tree is also another unclean thing.

……

In fact, he had already wasted a lot of time in this world. Perhaps it was because he returned to this world again that he had many feelings, or perhaps it was simply because he saw that the lives of the knights were not as good as he had imagined.

Xue's theory was also based on assumptions. After all, it was a civilization with only a few hundred thousand people and less than a hundred kilometers of land left in the world. They were already grateful that they hadn't been wiped out, so their early development was naturally very difficult.

Furthermore, because a large amount of land needs to be purified, more paladins need to be trained. However, paladins are not something that can be spared from money. At the very least, they need to be well-fed and watered, and they also need to constantly practice martial arts and temper their will. All of this requires a lot of resources and materials.

Because more materials were dumped, the Papacy was struggling financially, which necessitated the cultivation of more land for food production.

And if more land is needed, more paladins are needed to purify the filth and lead those "lambs" to cultivate the wasteland.

So, thinking of this, Xue Dinglu couldn't help but stick out a branch of the divine tree on the waist of the volcano. At least the divine tree could grow extremely lushly even if it ate soil, giving them a solution for emergencies.

Even Xue's Law asked Domini for his opinion, and the tree-man was somewhat puzzled after hearing Xue's question.

Because all the sacred trees today, when traced back to their origins, can be considered descendants of Domini.

But Domini just awkwardly touched his wooden head and said, "It doesn't matter to me. I can even give you information about my original self... After all, when I was young, Ishan often broke off branches from my body to eat as snacks or toothpicks. It's no big deal to give a little bit of branch to someone in an emergency."

Although this tree-man seems to have good intentions, his current information is of no use. After all, he is just a spirit in a spiritual state, and he is essentially no different from other humans.

In fact, Xue's Law has a more fundamental solution: cultivating grains adapted to this world, which would solve the problem at its root.

Xue Dinglu thought about it and realized that perhaps when he had more free time, he could consider these matters and address the food problem at its root.

Of course, that's a story for another time.

Xue Dinglu had to rush to the next place to borrow strength.

We also recruit students on the side.

At the same time, Xue Luding thought that perhaps his school didn't have to be a pure magic academy. He could teach special spells like bread-making and things like Mendel's pea experiments, at least to provide some basic knowledge to students with lower levels of civilization.

Even though we don't know if Schrödinger's law will be useful, let's add it for now and see what happens later.

After setting up the teleportation portal, Xue left, leaving behind the Pope's still devout expression.

Moreover, too many people here recognized him, and they all looked at him with pious expressions, making Xue Daolu feel extremely awkward, so he went anonymous.

The next location is Earth in a parallel world.

Although Xue Lude could directly borrow his mother's power, he came here to seek power from the dragons.

Despite the small amount of effort, Xue Dinglu still came over to try and take advantage of the dragons' power. After all, they were a race that had once plotted against the world's consciousness, so they must have some tricks up their sleeves.

When I arrived here, I found that it was actually much better than I had imagined.

In the past six months, the world that had been ravaged by the divine tree has come back to life.

The monstrous creatures born from the twisted divine tree were gradually cleansed up by the remaining Greek heroes and dragons.

The dragons even created a plantation specifically for growing those things, since their essence had already become semi-fungi.

Although it was hellish, Xue's Law still held back.

What surprised Xue even more was that many of his old friends had settled down and started families here.

This is normal for them, after all, they are ancient Greeks, those who know, they are a bunch of walking Armstrongs, and after they settled down, the place these Greeks liked to go to most was the bar.

My favorite Amy activity is the Eagle Party.

Xue Lude was used to these people. If they didn't do these things, Xue Lude would be suspicious and wonder if they had been possessed. But now they were all gradually starting families and establishing careers, which really surprised Xue Lude.

For example, when Hercules married a white-haired girl, who was said to be born with albinism, Xue's expression immediately turned strange after they shook hands.

This girl has approximately 3% of Hercules' genes, 1.8% of Hector's genes, and other miscellaneous genes, as well as a small amount of genes from other Greek heroes.

In other words, this girl is actually a descendant of Hercules and Hector, and a very close one at that, perhaps even a direct descendant...

Oh, Greeks, that's alright then...

Xue Lude recalled that before the Thunderclap set sail, Hercules' son seemed to have a good relationship with one of Hector's half-sisters. He wondered if she was from the same lineage...

Xue's logic was already racing in his mind, but he asked in a friendly manner, "Hello, Greek girl."

“Hey, Ah Hai, your friend is amazing. I haven’t even introduced myself yet, and he already recognized that I’m of Greek descent.” That’s what the girl seemed to be referring to the now-overweight Hercules.

Xue Dinglu noticed that his old friend was getting increasingly overweight, and he even gave an awkward smile.

"Then I wish you all a happy life," Xue Ludao said. After borrowing strength from this former Hercules, now just a middle-aged man who had gained weight, Xue Ludao hurried off to visit his other old friends. (End of Chapter)